Hello, my first attempt at writing fanfiction, I hope you enjoy. Constructive criticism is welcome, and I hope to learn quite a bit from writing this. I hope you enjoy the story so far!

The assassin trained their cross-hair on her target. How easy it would be to kill them right here. One small twitch of their finger against the trigger, and their target would be dead. They sighed and lowered their finger from the trigger. It just… did not seem right to kill a kid. It's not as if Alice had never killed someone before, or even that she had qualms about killing.

Her target sat, reading a book in the solitude of her room. Alice couldn't make out the title, but the kid seemed very interested, as she had been reading it for hours. She had striking platinum blonde hair and pale skin, light blue eyes and an expressionless mask on her face. Alice wasn't surprised that such a young girl looked so grim. She always found as much information regarding their targets as she could. Her target was one Ms Elsa, who was about to turn sixteen. She had been locked in her room almost her whole life, but as to why, Alice wasn't quite sure.

From what she could gather, Elsa's parents were terrified of Elsa. After all, that was why they had hired an assassin. But… Elsa had almost her whole life ahead of her. Fear was not a just cause to take that. It's not like Elsa's parents knew her well. Elsa had never gone to school, under the claim to the government that she would be home schooled.

Alice could tell that that hadn't happened. She had been watching like this for almost a month now, and Elsa's parents hadn't so much as fed Elsa. Or given her water. In fact, not that she came to think of it, shouldn't Elsa be dead? After a month of almost constant vigil, they had yet to see her drink.

Her mobile phone rang, interrupting her train of thought. It was Elsa's parents, who owned an enormous company, and were easily billionaires.

Alice answered. "Hello." She said.

"Well… is the contract complete?" Came a reply over the phone.

Alice sighed. "Not quite."

"This is your final chance. You have until the end of today before we hire another assassin. Your actions have been quite unprofessional, considering you took several million dollars from us."

Alice sighed unhappily. 'Very well, I'm taking the shot. Sorry about the delay." Alice hung up, and raiser her finger to the trigger, and lined up the shot.

Elsa

Elsa put her book down. She had the strangest sense of foreboding. As if her life wasn't bad enough without more problems she had to hide and face alone. She had quite some time ago realized that her parents hated her, and the feeling was mutual. Since she was young, when the... incident had occurred, her parents had separated her from Anna, and had tried to 'help' her, by trying to teach her to control her powers. At first, she had been grateful. She didn't want to hurt Anna again. But that changed on her thirteenth birthday.

Her powers had been getting stronger, and were showing through her gloves, when she had accidentally caused it to start snowing in the middle on August. Her parents had rushed up, and tried to calm her down, but she couldn't. She desperately asked them to back away; she didn't want to hurt them. They hadn't listened, and when they tried to approach her, a spiky wall made of ice shot from the ground and almost skewered her father.

He had backed away slowly, as if it were just dawning on him what her powers could do. Or at least, that's what Elsa had thought. He thought it had been intentional. So did her mother. "YOU MONSTER!" Her father spat in fury. "Trying to kill your own father?"

"It was an accident, father!" Elsa cried.

"No Elsa, you can't just blame the world for your actions! There is no cure for what you can do, because you're not even human, are you? When you were three you fell in an icy pool and were frozen solid, and then just walked it off! No human can do that. If only you were normal! Why did I have to be cursed with a monster?"

Elsa looked pleadingly to her mother, but her mother's face made it clear she agreed. The left her room in a fit, and locked the door. Since then, it had opened twice. Once by a servant of the family, who had been delivering food, as they had been told to do, and had been doing each day. They were promptly fired. The second was by her parents, two months later, who had expected her to have died. They scurried out almost immediately, looks of shock on their faces.

Luckily for Elsa, she had always loved books, and had a small library in her room to pass the time. But she had now read each book cover to cover about a hundred times. She didn't think she could take it anymore.

She put the book she had been reading, which was one of her favorites, Harry Potter and the philosopher's stone, back in the shelves., and walked over to the window. She saw a faint red dot on the glass. She had no idea what it was, but it moved until it was just above her nose.

Alice

Elsa had moved to the window. How convenient for her. Alice moved her laser sight until it was aimed at Elsa's forehead, and pulled the trigger. The silenced gun fired, the recoil knocking Alice back a few inches. Alice looked back at her target, best to make sure the job was done. To her amazement, the bullet hadn't gone through the glass. It was as if it was frozen in mid-air. And it seemed to be coated in... was that ice? Elsa moved behind the window, and Alice quickly lined up another shot and took it. Similar results.

Alice was panicking now. Elsa had seen where she was perched, and a brief flash of anger had crossed her face. The window shattered for seemingly no reason, and Alice saw a faint glimmer of light traveling towards her. The ice spike went through her Kevlar like it wasn't there, and the world started to fade. There was no pain. She looked down at her shredder chest. Her blood was flowing like there was no tomorrow, and it dawned on Alice that there probably wouldn't be, for her at least. Alice collapsed backwards, and her vision went out.