Elsa Arendelle was a mysterious sort. Don't believe me? All you have to is look in her eyes. Those cold, dead, ice blue eyes that strike fear into both her enemies and her clients. On the outside, Elsa was a fairly pretty girl with chestnut brown hair that was tied into a silky braid, snow-white skin, and pale peach lips, but obviously anyone who would try to date are scared away by her seriousness and her eyes. Why she was so serious? She doesn't say, but it might have something to do with her sister, whose picture is placed on her desk in her one bedroom apartment.
She sat behind her dark-wood desk that was covered with bills scattered around, and a tiny wooden dining chair served as desk chair. Elsa sighed looking at the picture of a five-year-old child with her hair in pigtails and wearing a green, pink, and olive dress and thought to herself, 'She was only a little girl when the accident happened.' Elsa let out another long sigh when a knock filled the empty apartment building. She darted her ice blue eyes at the door, and she thought to herself, 'Probably the landlord again.' She peeked open the door to see it was young woman with long blonde hair that fell below her knees, and wearing a pink shirt with floral designs and a purple skirt designed with little suns at the sun.
Elsa threw open the door, her cold eyes peering harshly at the girl in front of her. The woman gave her a sickeningly cheerful grin and said, trying to sound, happily, "Hi, I'm-"
"Rapunzel Corona," Elsa said, her facial expression somehow becoming even harder than before (if that's even possible).
"Oh, so you've heard of me," Rapunzel asked avoiding contact with her lifeless blue eyes, as she straightened her posture but Elsa just gave her the usual stare, which against the blue and white apartment, made her look like some sort of ice queen or something like that.
"I wouldn't be a very good detective if I didn't know about you," Elsa coldly said, and Rapunzel accidentally made eye contact with the ice-cold stare of the cold detective. She began squirming a bit under her stare, but Elsa kept her stare locked on the blonde in front of her. "Any REAL reason you're here?" Elsa asked coldly.
Rapunzel overly cheerful waned, and replied "I-I've got a job for you, Miss Arendelle."
Elsa remembered reading about the Corona Incorporated, and the family that owns it. It was said they had more money in the bank than the mayor, and she would make a good client. 'Then again, I never liked rich people,' Elsa thought to herself, until out of the corner of her eye she noticed all the letters that laid lifeless on her desk. "I'll give you five minutes," she harshly said, and motioned for Rapunzel to walk inside the apartment.
Rapunzel followed the ice-cold detective and was blasted with cold air that made her teeth chatter, but when she looked over at Elsa she was just fine. "I see your reputation precedes you, Miss Arendelle."
Elsa scoffed and said, "I don't have all night, Corona." She was merely trying to change the subject, because she knew that reputation of her being some sort of ice queen for being cold and distant.
"Yes. Yes, of course. You see my fiance, Eugene Fitzherbert, went missing after returning home from the Black Forest on a trip," Rapunzel began before Elsa finished the rest.
"And you want me to find. Why don't you just hire the police department or something?" Elsa said, kicking her heels up onto the desk and lying back in her chair.
"I heard from my friend Merida, that as long as you can pay, you'll be able to find anything or anyone," Rapunzel answered. She locked her green eyes with Elsa's hard, dark, blue eyes and trying not to faint said, "And I'll be willing to pay anything to find Eugene."
Elsa gave a crafty smile and put her heels back on the ground and said, "Alright then. Twenty hundred for my services. Hospital bills ain't cheap these days." 'What!? I'm detective, not a saint! And she has enough money!' she thought to herself as she saw Rapunzel sigh, but reached for her gold colored purse.
"Fine," Rapunzel replied and continued. "Two hundred now. Ninteen when Eugene is back in my arms."
'That much money just might save my sister. And pay off my rent,' Elsa thought to herself, as she looked down at a looming bill in front of her. "Fine, just leave it on my desk," Elsa began then looked back at her with those eyes that caused Rapunzel to shiver even more. "Do you know anyone who would like to hurt this guy?"
"Only one person. My aunt, Gothel," Rapunzel said, bringing out two pictures; one of an older man with scruffy brownish hair and brown eyes, and another with an old woman with jet black hair and gray eyes. "I could help you on your investigations," Rapunzel said, as Elsa took the pictures and placed them in her brown satchel.
"Sorry, but I work alone. Just tell me where to find her and I'll do the rest," Elsa hardly replied, already pulling off her purple trenchcoat from her dinner chair and throwing it over her light blue shirt and fingerless white gloves.
"Eight hundred and ninety, Western Avenue on thirty-third street," Rapunzel replied as Elsa wrote down the address in her snowflake decorated journal. "Oh, Miss Arendelle, I don't know how I can thank you for taking up my case."
"Yeah, okay," Elsa sarcastically said. "Just make sure I get payed and we'll be even." Elsa opened the door for the young Corona heir and looked over at the picture of her sister, and thought, 'Help! Ha! No one "Helped" me and Anna when we were homeless, orphaned, and alone.' Elsa took her journal and threw it into her satchel, and ran out the door.
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Elsa caught site of a suspicious man outside her apartment and walked up to him to get a better look at him. The man had white skin, platinum blonde hair, and wore a white suit with black buttons and an orange tie. "Hey, weirdo. Mind NOT being outside my apartment building?" Elsa rudely cried, walking up to him.
"I just think Summer is more beautiful from here," the man said, ignoring her former question and stared up at the night sky.
"I don't care. Go find somewhere else to gaze up at the night sky. You're scaring potential clients," Elsa angrily said, but the man wouldn't even flinch. After a few more seconds, she pulled out her wallet from her satchel and said, "I'll give you twenty dollars if you bug off."
"Money is of no use to me," the man said, and Elsa was restraining herself from choking the laid-back man in front of her. Elsa just gave up and walked over to her old, used mini-van that had belonged to her parents a long time ago when their family was actually happy. She sighed and opened the front door and drove down the empty Los Angeles street as buildings passed by and mountains growing smaller with every turn. Elsa turned to see the little Urgent Care station where her sister had been staying ever since the accident. She made a little prayer until she saw that she was nearly at Gothel's house, and saw it looked like a tower covered with vines and a well kept garden with rampion and a huge wall that covered nearly every side of the house. Elsa took a deep breath and said to herself, 'Whatever happens, Conceal, don't feel.'
Author's Note: Hey everyone, I'm back and expect my fan fictions soon on the site, but for now enjoy the first chapter of my brand new mystery story and tell me what you think.