AUTHOR'S NOTE:
This is a sequel to my other fan fiction, Frozen: Demons. If you haven't read that yet, I recommend you do.
This fan fiction considers OUAT to be non-canon, as before.
There are also cues to listen to particular pieces of music that I think enhances the story. These are optional, but they are pretty cool. Or so I think.
This fan fiction will also be constantly revised/updated. If you notice any mistakes, please PM me. I'm pretty nuts about typos.
And again, special thanks to Walt Disney Animation Studios for wrecking my life with this film. I hate you guys (not really, I love your work).
Well, I never really thought that you'd come tonight
While the crown hangs heavy on either side
Give me one last kiss while we're far too young to die
Far too young to die.
Panic! At The Disco
I remember black skies, the lightning all around me...
Linkin Park
Fair is foul, and foul is fair.
Macbeth, Act I, Scene I
Prologue:
A Dark Deal
(Zam the Assassin, John Williams)
In the shadows of a dank meeting room, the fate of Queen Elsa of Arendelle was being sealed. Two figures dressed in metal armor stood in front of a man cloaked in darkness. This man of shadow was sitting down in a small wooden chair, in which he shifted about uncomfortably. He had finished speaking to the two in front of him.
"So will you do this job? I have given all the information I know of. There's bound to be an element of randomness to this mission-"
One of the figures, a big, burly man with a thick, greasy mane of hair, spoke. "I do not mind that. We are prepared for any situation conceived. This shall be a clean job, I give you that." The shadow-man wagged a finger. "Don't sound so sure of yourself, good sir. She has ice powers, and a sister who would give anything for her. This 'clean job' could be anything but that."
The man smiled a fearsome grin. "I am a professional. So is she" he said, gesturing to the other figure. The woman spoke up, a hint of a smirk on her lips: "I am. Sir, I have seen things and done things that would give you nightmares." There was a beat of silence between the three, then the darkness spoke up: "So. It is settled then, is it not? Fifty thousand coins for her head, double the reward if you bring the sister's as well." The man contemplated this for a moment before replying: "You really must want these people dead. What they did to you?" The shadow only waved his hand. "It is no matter. I just want this done. You are excused."
The two figures standing bowed before the darkness, turned around, and strode out of the room. The shadow waited for the door to fall shut before cackling loudly. Finally, the child was going to pay for interfering with his plans.