A/N: End of the chapter.

It was 7:53AM according to the old digital clock. The ancient thing's dull red numbers were one of the few sources of illumination in the dimly lit room. Light attempted to force its way in from the outside, but the tightly drawn blinds and thick curtains would be having none of it. For now, the apartment would stay shrouded in darkness.

The room itself was rather cluttered. Clothes lay in piles strewn all about, computer parts and tools littered every available surface, and a young redheaded woman sat at her desk on the far side of the room. Well, slumped over her desk was probably a more accurate description of the girl - She was still dead to the world, not unusual for her at this hour.

Anna shifted and grumbled several curses under her breath, unwilling to let the day start just yet. She knew she couldn't have gotten more than a few hours of sleep, she'd drifted off at probably around three AM and it felt like it was still early morning. Groggy, she fought to continue sleeping despite that incessant beeping. The redhead adjusted herself in her chair and prepared to drift back off into dreamland, wishing her alarm would yield in its battle to keep her awake.

Wait, alarm? I never set an alarm.

Anna spasmed, sending her computer mouse flying and nearly falling out of her chair. She attempted to regain her composure as her monitor hummed to life, displaying the movie she'd fallen asleep to and the rather obnoxious pop-up that obscured her view of it. The notification read: "Attention, external intrusion detected. Employment of countermeasures advised." The report was timestamped nearly ten minutes prior.

Shit.

Anna worked fast, recovering her mouse quickly from behind her waste basket and settling back into her chair. She was still drowsy, but she couldn't let that stop her. Someone had breached her network and determining what damage they had done was paramount - If they'd gotten into her secure files, she was in serious trouble.

Navigating her computer and hammering out command after command with enough speed that her keyboard sounded as if it was trying to imitate gunfire, Anna quickly discovered that her files remained virtually untouched, it seemed the intruder had quickly glanced through her documents and pictures but left the rest of her computer untouched.

If not my files, then what were they after? Anna took a moment to think, staring intently at the screen before her, as if it held the answers she sought.

A grimace splayed across her face as she came to an unfortunate conclusion. My bank account.

Anna quickly pulled up the web application she used for online banking and was both relieved and confused when she found her way to the page meant to record transaction history.

One hundred dollars? Her face contorted from frustrated to baffled in a matter of moments, one eyebrow perched high on her forehead. Who the hell hacks someone's bank account and only steals one hundred dollars?

Not that Anna was complaining, of course - It was just the principle of the thing. Someone had managed to breach her security and hack into her financials, draining money from her account. The absurdity of the small amount wasn't important, all that mattered was that someone had hacked her in the first place.

Anna felt defeated, she'd never been bested like this before.

Someone hacked me - Me! I wrote my security software myself, no one has ever been able to get past it. And this asshole just cut through it like butter!

The redhead sat slumped back in her chair, mouth curled into a frown and brow furrowed as she stared off into space, pondering what she should do next.

No - I will not let them get away with this.

Anna cracked her knuckles and her mouth set into a fine line, eyes boring intensely into her screen. Determination coursed through her veins as she pulled up a small black window and several programs she used for tracking digital attacks just such as this.

I don't know who this asshole is, but he messed with the wrong girl.

Sounds of machine gun fire keystrokes once again filled the air as she began typing furiously away.

Whatever scum you are, no one hacks Anna Yngvilde and gets away with it.

A/N: Hello! Thank you so much for reading this - It's just a preview of what's to come. Whether you stumbled upon this or found your way here via tumblr or some other source, I appreciate you taking the time out of your day for the sake of my writing. I have big plans for this story, with much more to come. It's been a while since I've written, especially something on this scale. It may take me a while to get into the swing of things, but hopefully I can produce work that's worth reading. I wholeheartedly welcome any criticism and input that can be offered - Please, leave reviews and send me any thoughts you may have on the story. I want to know what you guys think.

Huge shout out to appletopfp on Tumblr for her characters 3154!Elsa and 4774!Anna which directly inspired me to write this. She's been a huge help in putting this whole thing together and has been absolutely fantastic in supporting this work. I hope I can make it worth it.

Also, if you want to you can also find me on tumblr under vananon, because I enjoy consistency.

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Chapter EDITED 11-5-2014