(So this is potentially an ending to Frozen that I dreamt up a few days ago. It was really vivid but I remember I woke up feeling really sad so here. I was also listening to So Close so blahalala)

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Flickers of pure white washed over Anna's vision. She woke up to rushing movements and heavy pants as the white spots fell cold on her face. Tilting her head, she could see Kristoff with a look of despair on his face as he ran along with her. Hans too. His face twisted in urgency.

What's happening?

Feeling colder than she had ever felt before, Anna reached her hand up feel where she was.

'Damp fur. Must be Sven' , Anna thought. 'Smelly too…' She let out a soft laugh before she felt her lungs burn. A small whimper left her lips as she closed her eyes.

"We need to hurry! Quickly!"

"C'mon Sven. You can do it buddy. Just a little bit more"

"Anna! Hang in there! We are going to get you help!" Olaf…?

"Milady. Can't you do something about this?!"

"I can't! I just can't keep my emotions calm… Not while Anna is the way she is now."

Elsa? Anna weakly tried to open her eyes. She was just so cold. So tired.

She couldn't give up now. Not after what she went through. A blizzard couldn't stop her then. How could it now?

Fighting the weariness, Anna's turquoise eyes fluttered open to see her sister looking at her with worry. She was here. She is with her. She is next to her.

Anna lightly smiles. Her sister is here. After years of isolation and loneliness, they are finally together again.

Blue eyes slowly shut again. Anna was so happy, knowing that they are finally reunited. She would laugh at Elsa for making such a weird expression when they are finally together again, but her chest is burning.

'Isn't that funny? It is freezing and here I am burning up', Anna thought tiredly.

"Anna. Come on. No no no no. Don't fall asleep! We're almost there. Please!"

'Elsa's voice… It feels so far away…' , Anna drearily thought. 'Why. No. Please. Don't leave me again. Not again'.

Opening her eyes again, she could see Elsa's looking back at hers with a look of shock. Anna's eyes couldn't stay open. As she drifted off into sleep, she could hear multiple voices scream her name.

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"Anna! No! ", Elsa desperately yelled. Kristoff's head turned with fear as he saw Anna's once lively eyes slowly drift to a close. Her body is stiff and her skin is turning to an icy shade of blue. Her once strawberry blonde hair is now a shimmering shade of white. Hans panicked as he tried to steady Anna on Sven. They couldn't afford to lose time. Not when Anna's life was at stake.

"No no no no!" He increasingly shouted as his eyebrows furrowed in sadness.

Kristoff wouldn't stop though. He had ventured through blizzards that no other man had ever experienced. He lived his life like this.

But the blizzard was only getting worse. Elsa couldn't control her pain and worry. He shifted his view to her and saw her icy and cold exterior shatter in anguish. No.

His face wrinkled with rage. His teeth gritted with courage. "We can do this! We can't give up now! We are not giving up. Anna needs us!" A newfound strength built up and he carried on faster than ever.

Olaf also spoke up. "That's right! Anna never gave up for us. We can do this guys!", he loudly exclaimed as the little snowman begun to help Kristoff in hauling Sven up although his arms were as stiff as rocks.

Hans looked the Snow Queen in the eyes, a look of faith burning within them. He nodded and ran over to help Kristoff.

Elsa looked the group in shock. They were doing all they could to help Anna. Risking their lives. And what was she doing? She can't control her powers, let alone stop this blizzard. She couldn't do it. Fear and worry were consuming her, casting her into a deep dark abyss.

What if I...

A sudden image of young Anna flashed through her. A cute baby Anna when she was just born, her fingers holding her hand . A happy Anna when she found out that she had powers, hands clapping. A smiling Anna as she made the room glitter with snow, hands intertwined as they danced. Her sister. Her only sister.

She couldn't lose that. No.

Then memories of Anna and Elsa fighting. The news of their parents' death. Their last argument. Their separation. Memories of her nearly killing a young Anna. Then… a recent memory of how she struck her sister in the heart with her magic when she lost her temper.

Tears lined her eyes as she remembered the look on her sister's face and how she curled up in agony. Eyes widening in anger and defiance, she looked up to the cold and dark sky and slowly held her hand up.

Closing her eyes once more, the tears fell onto the snow-covered ground. With a new resolve, the rightful Queen of Arendelle clenched her palm and screamed with all her might. The snowstorm swayed back and forth before all fell silent.

The men stopped for a moment to see what had transpired. The blizzard was gone. There was no heavy wind. No bone-chillingly freezing air. Just plain snow.

"I control you." She quietly muttered. She turned to gaze at her sister breathing deeply before looking back at the dark sky. "You don't control me."

With those final words, light and soft snowflakes began to fall.

"Come on. We need to take Anna to the trolls right now! Go!" Elsa hurriedly spoke before she held tightly onto Anna's hand.

With a slight smile alit on their faces. With faith, they pulled and pulled and Sven burst through without any disruptions.

They were going to make it. With the Northern Lights shining bright, they could finally see the mountain cave.

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As they reached the top, Kristoff gave a pat on Sven's head before lifting Anna's motionless body into his arms. He ran to the cave with Elsa, Hans, Olaf and Sven close behind.

"Help! Help! Anyone! Please help us!", he roared as he held Anna tighter. Elsa looked over in worry at her sister as she felt Anna's ice-cold cheeks. Olaf looked up at Anna's still body.

"No…"

No one answered. Kristoff twisted his body recklessly in search of anyone. Eyes widened in panic and his foot shifted across the snow.

"Please!", he pleaded. All the others could do was watch and slowly lower their faces.

Suddenly, a sound from above. A small rock tumbled down the head of the cave and fell right before their eyes, snow splattering from the impact.

The small boulder moved and slowly unravelled itself to reveal a small and somewhat elderly creature.

"The troll…", Hans muttered. He had heard stories even from his kingdom far away where the trolls ruled the hollow mountains. They knew magic beyond what the world knew but of course, they were just stories. He had thought they would look fiercer.

"What brings such liveliness to my domain? " asked the tiny creature. It turned to look at the new comers before settling its sights on Elsa. "You again? It has been a while…"

Elsa's perked up in surprise but remained calm as she felt that she had met this same creature years ago when she was a child.

"She needs help. Right now." Kristoff interrupted as he held out Anna on the surface of what seemed to be a stone table.

Kristoff stood back as Elsa knelt down next to her younger sister and held her hand. The others gathered around her with worried faces. She just had to make it.

The troll peered at Anna. She was hardly breathing and she was dead-cold. It lightly touched her chest before sighing and twisting its fingers in its moss-like beard.

"I am afraid that her heart is in the final stages of freezing" it declared as it turned to face the horrified looks of the group. Silence filled the air. No one could say anything. However the most dreaded expression was Elsa's. Her brows scrunched as she silently let out a curse.

Hans answered up this time. "Is there anything you can do?" He wouldn't give up. There must be a way.

"I am afraid not. The heart is fragile and dangerous to tamper with. Surely you must have known this young witch", it accusingly asked as he faced Elsa. Elsa's face turned away in shame and anger, not because of what the feeble troll had called her, but rather, she turned away in shame and anger because of herself.

Sven's ears drooped. Olaf fell to the ground in defeat. Hans simply turned away with sorrow; he couldn't bear to see them like this. Kristoff cursed as slowly walked to the stonewall of the cave, hands on his head. Elsa's shoulders sagged but her hands held tightly onto Anna's. She couldn't lose her.

The troll sighed. Kristoff banged his fist against the stonewall as he let out another loud curse. He then collapsed and hugged his knees together as he let out a sob. He was supposed to be tough and strong. So why couldn't he save her?

A sombre air filled the skies. The troll let out a gasp as Anna's weakly opened her eyes.

"Anna!" They yelled as she struggled to breathe. They crowded around her as she lifted her arms up to feel something. Anything. She looked like she was in such a daze. She couldn't focus on anybody, let alone properly make out a sentence.

"Don't speak", ordered the troll. "There is still time. I can save her".

The mood instantly lifted for the group. Olaf was cheering while Sven huffed out in happiness. Hans let out a small grin while Kristoff's brows lifted up. However, Elsa was wary. The small smile she had just seconds ago disappeared only to be replaced by a frown.

Just as she thought, the troll continued. "Ahem. Unfortunately there is some bad news, I am afraid."

The happy and cheery mood died down. Of course…

"Much like I did years before, I saved this young girl by removing her memories of the witch's magic" it declared as it continued to stroke its beard. Elsa cringed once again at the term. However, she looked at Anna and saw her heavily breathing and continued to bear it. Kristoff bent down to Anna's level and brushed some bangs out of her face before looking towards the troll once again, eyes set in determination.

"Only one of you will be affected dearly with this I am afraid but that means only one of you will suffer with this pain. Are you prepared to bear it?" The troll asked bizarrely. The group looked at one another before Kristoff spoke up. "Yes. Anything!", he wholeheartedly declared before turning to Anna once again and stroking her cheek. She was breathing so harshly He began to panic for a bit. They had to hurry.

"I see…" muttered the elderly troll.

"You…", He lifted a frail rocky finger to point at the blonde-haired figure next to Anna.

Elsa's eyes widened in shock as the troll pointed at her. "For your sister to live, she must forget everything about you."

Anger, pain, agony, shock… a storm of emotions hit her suddenly. Her body suddenly felt cold. Colder than it had ever felt before. She slouched over, not being able to comprehend what the troll had said. She suddenly felt alone again.

"…What?"

What did it mean?

"Young witch" Again with the name… "Your entire existence must be erased from her mind and from the mind of others. They cannot know you exist. For all you do is cause pain. Your erasure means that she will live a life of no terror, no pain and no anguish." All Elsa could do was look at her hands. She felt empty. She couldn't feel anything. It was just…cold. But if it would save Anna then…

Kristoff didn't know what to say. He didn't know what to think. He wanted Anna back but…

He turned to look at Anna's face. Anna wants her sister back…

Olaf's jaw slacked as he staggered back. "This can't be happening…" he spoke. He knew more than anyone that Elsa had loved Anna but this was just too cruel. He knew how happy those two were together. They tried so hard but was it all in vain?

"Please sir. You can't do this. There has to be another way" Hans begged.

"I am afraid not young princ-" Hans slammed his hands on the cold stone table.

"There has to be! You can't… Anna wouldn-" Before he could finish his despairing words, the young prince felt a gentle hand on his arm. He turned to see the Elsa halting him with sad eyes. Looking into those dark blue eyes, he, too, felt her grief. Once those fingers touched his shoulders, he knew what her choice was.

"It's okay… Thank you" she said before she knelt down to Anna again. She brushed the now-silver, white bangs out of her sister's face before letting out a few tears. Pale eyes turned towards her.

"Elsie…" muttered the weak Anna as she, too, let out a few tears. Elsa smiled at the nickname her baby sister had once called her.

"Shhhhhh. It's going to be okay. I promise Anna", cooed Elsa as she stroked her little sister's hair. She made up that nickname after Anna made up hers. She let out a soft laugh as she remembered those innocent times.

She felt a tug at her hand when she saw Anna crying like she did when she was younger. How the tears would fill her eyes and drop like a waterfall down her cheeks.

"You can't do this Elsa…" she huffed. "We are finally here. Together. You can't do this. Please. Don't leave me again."

She begged and she begged, reminding them of the beautiful times they had playing in the snow together. How they had fun together. How they had cried together and how they had laughed and smiled together. As the memories kept surging on, Elsa felt more tears streamed down her face as she cried into her sister's hand. Anna's violent coughs snapped her out of her nostalgic memories. The troll's words echoed in her mind. She had to. She had to save her sister. No one else can but her. This is for the best.

"I'll always be with you Anna. I promise", she muttered as she kissed her sister's forehead. She leaned their heads together and silently cried. Anna tried her best to hug her older sister but she was too weak. Too frail. She continued to beg to her sister to stop.

The men had watched the two sisters with a look of utter grief. Olaf let out a small tear as he continued to watch. None of them could say anything. This was their last moment.

Elsa knew that time was running out. She had to do this now.

She slowly slipped away from her sister's grasp, until only their palms were touching. Anna had that pleading look in her face, even though she was on the verge of dying. Accepting her duty and fate, the Queen of Arendelle turned her head away before she could stop and mindlessly pleaded to the gods that there had to be an alternative. Hastily, she slid her hand from her sister's and gracefully walked towards the troll. Anna couldn't let this happen but she was so weak. So cold. She reached out further only to be stopped by Kristoff steadying her on the table.

"Kristoff. No. No. No. Let me go. Elsa. She-"

"I'm sorry Anna. I'm so sorry. This is her choice. I'm sorr-"

"No!" She yelped as she struggled. "They're my memories! You can't just do this. Please! I don't want to! I can't just forget her. She's all I have left!" Her body twisted on the table. She was just able to make out her sister's figure staring at the troll, back faced towards her. It was always like that wasn't it?

Anna continued to cry. She wept and she wept. Twisted and turned. Powerless to stop this. How could they? They can't take her sister away. Not again.

"Whatever it takes. Just do it"

As soon as those icy words left Elsa's mouth, Anna could see her turning to leave. She reached out in hopes that Elsa would come back to her. She reached out in hopes that she'll finally get her sister back. She reached further until she could see her.

The younger Elsa who always played with her. The Elsa buried deep beneath the cold layer. Her beloved sister. Her only sister. She could almost reach her.

Fingers stretched further. She was so close.

Just as she was about to reach her, she saw Elsa, the one she had played with when they were younger, smile gently at Anna. A soft smile. This is the true Elsa.

'I'm sorry. We can build a snowman another day. I promise.'

Those were the last words she heard before Elsa stepped into the white horizon. Then darkness, like doors slamming into her face, eclipsing the light.

The only thing she could feel was the frosty touch of snow falling gently on her cheeks.

"I'll be waiting."

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(I CAN FINALLY PUT THIS IN THE FROZEN SECTION ON FANFICTION NOW. Maybe expect an epilogue?)