If you're here, I assume you're a fan of Frozen and the Reader theme, this is my first fanfic, I had to translate this story because I don't speak English fluently so I used a translator for this story, if you find any grammar, narration or history flaws, let me know in the is written in the first person. I tried to make it a unisex story, but I don't think I was very refer to your name, the label (Y/N) is , without further ado, here's the story...Pd: If you have suggestions, questions or criticisms, I will be happy to answer them both in the comments and by internal message :).

It is night, I walk through the snowy forests of Arrendelle, I go to that city to rebuild my life, I want to leave behind all the atrocities I committed serving Agder's army, I no longer want to be the devil as they called me, but if they knew the truth, the story would have been different...

I am wearing my uniform, which is made up of my tunic, pants, boots, gloves, a hood that hides my face, all black and my faithful crossbow along with its arrows that have accompanied me since I joined the army.

I continue walking and see a light in the distance, it seems to be a bonfire, if there is a bonfire it means that someone is camping there maybe I will ask him to receive me tonight, I don't need him, but I could use some company after spending days walking this way.

I approach the campfire, I hear two men screaming, they seem to be thieves who want to rob a tall, blond guy, one of the thieves is tall and muscular with a prominent beard and black hair, the other seems to be a miniature version of it, although it also looks strong. I hide behind a tree so I don't get caught so I can see better.

- Give me the damn reindeer! says the tallest man.

- No, take my sled and my work tools but leave Sven alone! the tall, blond man between the thief and the reindeer replies.

-That's sweet, did you hear Hakoon? He's got a name for that stupid reindeer!" says the other thief.

- I don't have time for your stupid games, give me the reindeer! says the thief, as he draws his sword.

- Wait Ivar, we don't want to hurt this guy, we only care about the reindeer, - says Hakoon.

- I've had enough of this asshole, if he doesn't understand the good ones, the bad ones it is," says Ivar as he kicks the blond guy's ribs, destabilizes him and throws him to the ground, leaving him and the reindeer alone.

Ivar slowly approaches Sven, with blade in hand he intends to kill him in front of his owner. The blond boy on the floor can do nothing, Hakoon has him pinned down and threatened with his sword, one false move and the boy dies.

I quickly carry my crossbow with an arrow, aim, and shoot Ivar.

- AAAHG! What the hell! exclaims Ivar as he withdraws the arrow from his shoulder.

He can't see me, from his point of view everything is dark.

- Get out of there, you coward! Hakoon screams without taking his eyes off the blond boy.

I appear in the dark with my crossbow already loaded and ready to fire.

- Listen, you two, you better leave that guy and his reindeer alone, I tell you.

-And what if we don't want to - Ivar replies.

- Well, you'll see them with me. I'll tell you as I approach slower and slower.

- It's useless to try, we're two against one and we're holding this guy hostage,- says Hakoon.

As I slowly approach I watch the fire, I already have my combat strategy in mind. The fire seems to move from one place to another, it is the same effect when the wind suddenly blows out.

I raise my gun and aim, everything is dark, I know where to shoot. Shooting.

I don't hear any screaming, not even any reaction, just a man's still body falling. I hit Hakoon.

Out of nowhere the bonfire lights up again, Hakoon's body lies dormant on the floor, there is an uncomfortable silence. I can see Ivar's scary face, I've seen that face before, it's the face of mercy.

- How did you do that? Ivar says to me as he trembles and looks at me with his eyes wide open.

I'm not answering.

-WHO ARE YOU?! Ivar cries out.

Silence again.

As I get much closer to him I see the reindeer called Sven standing next to his master, he has not risen from the ground. I also see it in his eyes, it's the fear and distrust that I produce in him.

- Listen to me "friend", let's play a game, shall we?. I give you a 20-second head start to run, and I'll start my hunt at zero.

Without thinking for a second, Ivar ran terrified into the woods, his desire for freedom was much stronger than fighting me.

- ¡20!...

- ¡19!...

-¡18!...

Ivar runs fast, he doesn't know where to go, he just tries to find the end of the forest to get out of that place. His breathing becomes heavy, he rests on a tree to rest.

He's confident they won't catch him.

-¡3!...

-¡2!...

-¡1!...

-¡0!

I take an arrow out of my arrow holder that is on my back to carry my crossbow. I'm in the trees, it's not too far, I can smell his fear.

The arrow is ejected with incredible speed into the forest, they spend a few seconds to hear his cries of pain.

I walk a few more meters, guided by the sound of Ivaar's agony. He's lying on the floor bleeding, it looks like I hit him in the chest, but he's still squirming.

- I will give you a dignified death, you damned bastard, - I told him as they pulled the bloody arrow from his chest to reuse it again.

I got him in the head.

Adrenaline pumping up all over my body and my desire for blood was growing, I decided to control myself. It was time to go back to the campfire to find out about the blond boy and his reindeer.

I approach where it all began, I can see the bonfire, a sled with a huge piece of ice, it seems this guy is an ice harvester, I say to myself, but I don't see the subject or the reindeer.

I'm heading for the fire. Under my watch. I sit around the campfire, it's been so long since I've felt that feeling of warmth in my body.

I hear a few steps back, turn around and see the blond guy holding Hakoon's sword, pointing it at me.

I take my arrow-carrier off my back and throw it away like my crossbow. I raise my hands in defeat.

- Listen to me, I didn't come here to rob you like those bandits, I just came to ask you to meet me tonight by your campfire, I promise I'll leave at dawn.

He stares at me but no longer has that look of fear and distrust, he seems more relaxed.

Put the sword down and offer me your hand to stand up.

I get up.

We shake hands real good.

- Hello, I am (Y/N).

- Hi I'm Kristoff and this is my best friend Sven.