Hi everyone and welcome to my first ever Disney fanfic. I am basing this on frozen as this was a fantastic movie and I am completely in love with it. This maybe a two shot or three shot and will contain SPOILERS from the movie.

As I am a fan of angst I am basing this fic on a scene from the movie when Hans arrives at Elsa's palace and she is attacked. This is my take on what would of happened if Hans had never shot the chandelier and instead Elsa had been hit with an arrow.

In this fic Anna was not hit in the chest by Elsa but she did go see her and she was chased off the mountain. There will be hints that Hans is not exactly a good guy which in the movie wasn't revealed until the end. There will be some dialogue from the movie and some I added in as my own. Obviously later in the fic is my own idea of how I would think things could go.

Disclaimer: I do not own Frozen or any characters. This is written purely for fun.

Chapter one

Prince Hans stared up in awe and wonder at the glittering ice palace before him. There it was displayed on the edge of the snow covered mountain, truly majestic.

He almost had admiration for the Queen. To create something so beautiful and intricately detailed was amazing and wondrous.

The men in his group rode up behind him, and silently waited for their orders.

"We are here to find Princess Anna," he stated. "Be on guard. No harm is to come to the Queen. Do you understand?" He specifically stared at the two men whom the Duke of Weselton had sent to accompany him. They were armed with crossbows, and seemed devious, and cunning. They could easily have been given instructions by the Duke to harm Elsa, and he couldn't allow that, at least not yet.

He dismounted his horse and approached the bridge of ice leading up to the castle. He wasn't sure if Anna was here, or if indeed she had ever been here, but still he had to be cautious. He could not afford for either sister to be hurt. As he stalked closer to the bridge a huge mass of snow that he never paid any particular attention to suddenly erupted, revealing a huge snow creature.

Great! It seems the Queens powers are more extraordinary then I first imagined. She really is one of a kind, and creating this sentient being to protect her domain was very smart.

Hans drew his sword ready to battle, but the snowman swiped at him. He slashed at it whilst his men threw spears, and Weselton's men fired arrows. This only succeeded in fuelling the creatures anger. Icicles protruded from its body and it let out a loud roar smashing Weselton's guards backwards, and they landed heavily against a snow bank. They picked themselves up, and ran forward. It was then that Hans caught sight of them racing up the bridge after declaring they had gotten a glimpse of the Queen. He couldn't allow them to get to Elsa before he did. They were just going to ruin his plan.

Elsa hadn't been expecting company so soon after her recent encounter with Anna, Kristoff and Olaf. The guilt she was feeling was overwhelming. Creating her snow monster Marshmallow to chase her sister and her friends off the mountain was heart wrenching, but it had to be done. Now as she heard voices outside her first thought was that Anna had returned for the reunion part two. She opened the door slightly, but upon seeing the two guards running towards her, crossbows in hand, she knew this was no friendly meeting.

She picked up her long flowing dress and ran up the staircase as they came bounding through the door. For the first time ever Elsa was genuinely scared for her life.

"Where'd she go?" The slightly older of the two men asked, his eyes flitting around the grand entrance hall.

"Hey up there!" The younger of the two answered whilst pointing upwards. He had noticed Elsa fleeing further up the staircase.

They both looked at each other smirking. "Let's get her!"

Hans knew he had to act fast, but dealing with this beast was taking him a lot longer then expected. As it continued its assault he finally gained the upper hand. As it stomped his huge fist down on him, he rolled out of the way and swung the blade down on its huge foot. With this distraction he was able to make a mad dash past him. He began his ascent up the bridge, but it seemed the creature still had some fight in him, and grabbed for the side of the bridge causing it to break away sending him tumbling down into the darkness, and leaving Hans dangling over the wide chasm.

As Weseltons men reached the top of the staircase they searched frantically for any sign of the Queen, their crossbows at the ready. "You can't hide from us!" The younger one warned, his voice full of malice.

Elsa ran into the second floor hall. Her once blue serene palace where she had tasted freedom was now a yellowish hue reflecting her defensive attitude. As soon as Elsa noticed that the men had spotted her she raised her hands ready to protect herself and her home.

"No please!" She cried fearfully as they menacingly crept closer.

"Kill her!" The older one commanded as he fired an arrow in her direction.

Elsa was quicker, and she was able to create a thick block of ice as a shield. She breathed heavily as the arrowhead protruded through the ice, and although it had narrowly missed her she was pretty shaken up. This was the first time she had experienced such a threat. They mean me real harm.

Hans struggled to pull himself up from the bridge, and was grateful when two of the volunteers grabbed for him, and pulled him to safety. "Come on we have to help the Queen," the prince informed them.

As Weseltons men continued firing at her, Elsa counteracted with blasts of ice knocking the men sideways.

"Stay away!" Her voice took on a more threatening tone as she composed herself, but without letting her guard down.

Elsa realized it was two against one as they surrounded her. Although she could easily take care of herself, she resigned herself to the fact she was not invincible. Those weapons of choice were fast, so she had to be faster. Instead of waiting for them to fire again she blasted the younger man, pinning him to the wall with several sharp icicles, one of which was aimed directly at his throat. Whilst using one hand to keep him in place she quickly took care of her other attacker. She blasted the crossbow out of his hand, and as he ran back and forth she summoned a pillar of ice and gradually began pushing it towards him.

"Do your worst witch!" He screeched as the ice pushed him further to a door which lead outside. He tried fruitlessly to hold it back, but the force was too strong, and the impact caused him to crash through the door and land outside. The pillar of ice still came towards him until he was teetering dangerously at the edge of the balcony.

Elsa felt empowered. She had never imagined she could feel this much anger against another human being, but they had chosen to come here. They had chosen to invade her home, and they had been intent on killing her. They needed to be punished, and this was the only way she knew how.

Hans raced to the scene with his men in tow. As he entered the room he saw shards of ice everywhere, but even more unsettling was how Elsa was almost about to take out Weselton's men. "Queen Elsa!" He shouted, gaining her attention almost immediately. "Don't become the monster they fear you are!"

Elsa slowly lowered her defence as she stood there quavering. She looked around, her eyes wide with shock. What have I done?

With all the distraction Hans hadn't realized that Elsa still had one of the men pinned to the wall, and he had been given the opportunity to aim his crossbow at her. With her attention solely on the Prince she hadn't seen the arrow. She hadn't been able to stop it.

The Dukes's guard grinned as he saw Hans come rushing into the room. Now maybe he'll see her for the monster she really is. I was told to put an end to this winter, so that is exactly what I intend to do. With the Queen distracted he was able to finish what he started. He raised his crossbow and fired at Elsa.

Elsa gasped as the arrow pierced her stomach. The searing pain was like nothing she had ever felt before. Her legs buckled under her, and she collapsed to the cold icy floor struggling to breathe as the walls and floors of the room suddenly darkened to a deep color of red.

Elsa's would be assassin was instantly released, and he fell to the floor. He glanced across at the Queen now writhing around on the floor in obvious agony. He sneered at his handiwork before leaving to find his friend who had emerged from outside, and was still getting over what had just happened. "I got her!" The guard raved. "She's done for! Now let's get out of here."

Hans rushed to Elsa's side. "Oh no!" Was his initial reaction when he saw exactly where the arrow had penetrated, and the amount of blood seeping through her blue dress. No! No! No! This wasn't part of the plan. What am I supposed to do? He hesitated momentarily before kneeling down beside her, and then gently cradled her in his arms. As he held her close, he felt something he never thought he would. An overwhelming amount of concern for her wellbeing. This wasn't supposed to happen, not now, not like this.

Elsa grimaced as a wave of pain rocketed through her body. She looked up at Hans. "I'm scared. It really hurts."

Hans caressed her pale face. "Sshh, It's going to be okay."

Elsa's breathing was becoming more labored. "Please get Anna. I need to see her."

Hans grimly shook his head. "I can't. I have no idea where she is."

Tears fell from her eyes as Elsa lay there thinking about the last time she saw Anna. They had argued. She had had her thrown out. She had pushed her away...again. Now she was dying, and she was never going to see Anna again. She was never going to get the chance to make things right.

Hans quickly laid Elsa down as a sudden wave of panic struck him. He had to get away. Weselton's men had already left the castle. They were probably on their way back to Arendelle. They would tell everyone what had happened. It wasn't like they were going to admit it was them that had shot the Queen. He would be blamed. Everyone would think he was responsible. He really wasn't sure what the punishment would be for murdering a Queen, but he was certain it wouldn't be pleasant. He gestured for his men to follow him.

"But the Queen!" One of the men argued.

Hans frowned sadly. "We'll be hung by our necks if anyone finds us here."

The man nodded, although not entirely happy about abandoning the Queen, especially in her current condition.

Hans ushered everyone out, and was just about to leave himself when he heard her weakened voice.

"Hans? Please don't leave me."

What'd you think? reviews are positively welcomed.