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Story:

AU!Frozen - Vikings and Farmers; two different people.

I hope you all will enjoy this as much as I will do!


Chapter One

Over the Seas

Heat. It had been the only thing she had remembered, as it burned against her form. It had been merciless as everything it consumed, nothing seemed to be strong enough to stop it - it spread like wildfire. It did not take long before those very same flames consumed the whole village, the home she had once called. Those lands she had walked upon, learned about life and death.

It was burned down to the ground.

So quickly her life had gone upside down. The young woman sat outside, a few meters away from the once house that had been her home. Tears ran down her pale cheeks, the young woman felt her throat tighten as she knew perfectly whom had done this. She lowered her head, shoulder shook slightly as she tried to keep her cries silent. The last thing she wanted, was to anger those that had started this ... Hell. Around her shoulders, she had managed to take hold of her older sister's blanket; a light blue colored one.

The wool even smelled like her, as the young woman felt her chest tighten. She did not know if her family was still alive.

As she grieved as silent as she could, voices rang through the dark night. Every so slightly, she glanced over her shoulder and saw two men - both of them seemed to be deep in a conversation, however, one of those men turned towards the young woman. His dark brown orbs were focused on her, blonde hair that fell over his eyes and made it look more of a bird nest. She turned away as quickly she could, sucked in breath the moment she heard footsteps behind her. Heavy footsteps.

"Kristoff - what are you doing?" The other Viking man questioned, Kristoff, whom only made a grunt in response. Both of them were dressed up to battle, however, no one had put up a fight with them. But those that thought that they could put on a fight, were killed. The blonde haired Viking with the dark brown colored eyes, blinked and lowered himself to the ground. "Your name," was the only thing that was directed to the young woman, as she whimpered and tightened the blanket around her shoulders.

Should she tell him? The person that had perhaps murdered her whole family? Even the village she had been born and raised in? However, she had no choice as Kristoff leaned himself closer to her body, she could feel the heavy stare that burned against her skull. His hand reached towards her red colored hair, twirled one stand around his forefinger. Their eyes locked themselves with each other, the woman swallowed and opened her mouth - a squeak came from her throat, that was somewhat sounded like a word.

"Anna." Kristoff raised one blonde eyebrow. With a single movement with his head, the Viking lifted himself up and turned his back around. Anna glanced over her shoulder, however, the unnamed Viking had narrowed his eyes at her - it seemed that he did not whatever had happened. Kristoff grunted, perhaps he had seen the glare the other Viking had sent towards her? "She comes with us." That statement took the unnamed Viking and Anna by surprise.

Come with them? Anna somehow lifted herself onto her feet, her knees felt weak and sore. Her dress covered with mud and dirt, the light blue colored blanket wrapped around her shoulders - a shiver ran down her spine. She did not like the way Kristoff had been so gentle with her, just the movement with his forefinger that twisted her red colored hair around. She needed to know if her sister was still alive. Anna still remembered that she had been outside when everything had happened, but she had lost sight of her the moment Anna had been dragged away.

Anna's feet suddenly started to move on their own, as she shuffled backwards slowly. She hoped and prayed that the night would make it easier for her to get away, however, it was not as easy as she had hoped for. The darkness was not something she was familiar with, as she felt something wrap itself around her ankles. A yelp escaped her throat, her body fell hard against the ground. Straight on her back, the air in her lungs were pushed out - left her breathless.

She heard someone walk towards her once again, but this time Anna did not managed to see who it was. Somehow she wished it was Kristoff, as he had been the only one that had not been physical with her. His dark brown colored eyes seemed like two black holes, Anna turned her body to the side and somehow her brain had made her think that she could get away. Her stomach pressed against the dirt and mud, she lifted herself on all four - it was not easy to maneuver in the dress, but pushed those thoughts away.

She needed to get away. Anna needed to find Elsa - the two sisters would then ... What could they do? No men would ever allow some women walk freely around, and the redheaded woman's body felt her whole body get numb. If she did find her sister, what then? Walk around, look for somewhere they could call their home - risk getting ... violated by unknown men?

A whimper escaped her throat, as Anna felt two hands placed themselves on each side of her waist. Lifted her up like she weighed nothing, Anna yelped and started to kick. Her brain and legs seemed to think that it would be a great thing to do, however, she was placed down onto her own feet shortly afterwards. "Let me go!" Anna screamed, tried once again to kick and scream. Her heart sped up within her chest, as she was spun around by the Viking. His dark brown colored eyes looked bored as ever, only raised one eyebrow at her and seemed to have an amused expression written over his features. "Calm down," was the order that was directed to Anna, but she did not heed the warning in those two words.

Her fists hammered against his chest, however, it seemed that he did not feel any of the impact she made at him. It was only Anna's fists that felt those impact, as she huffed and sniffed. Stopped in mid-action, directed her green colored eyes at the blonde haired Viking. Both of them looked at each other. Anna's hand was pressed against Kristoff's chest, and somehow her heart soon slowed down. She felt lost as she gazed into his eyes - had she seen so dark eyes before? Yet they held some warmth and gentle within them?

However, Anna soon felt the biting cold that followed the wind. Her body started to shake, as she understood that she had lost her sister's blanket. She tore her gaze away from the Viking, searched on the ground for the beloved blanket - but it was to dark, as the flames that had been wild and alive; had started to die out. Anna tried to pull herself away from the grasp of the Viking, however, Kristoff would not let her go - Anna turned her head towards him, narrowed her eyes and thought of something she could snap at him.

But her train of thoughts were broken off, as the hard glare she suddenly got from the blonde Viking. Anna swallowed, tried to move slightly away so she could put some distance between them. But the blonde haired Viking would have none of that, his giant hands placed on each side of her arms - held her still. It was at that time, Anna realized how small she was compared to the Viking in front of her. He was at least one head taller than her, as Anna needed to tilt her head backwards to look at his face. She narrowed her eyes, tried as best as she could to see through the darkness - hoped that the Vikings would not see that she had problems with her sight.

A shiver ran down her spine once again. What would they do if they knew?

Anna shook her head slightly, pushed those thoughts away. She needed to be strong, as she dried her fresh fallen tears away. Unknown to her, Kristoff had loosened his grip around her arms. He took one step backwards as well, but pulled Anna with him. Her green colored eyes widen as her body was moved unknown to her, she soon knew it had to be Kristoff - still she did not feel like following him and the other unnamed Viking. She needed to find Elsa!

"I need to find Elsa!" Anna cried out, however, the only response she was given - was an amused look from Kristoff. Whom raised an eyebrow and snorted, Anna gave a small snort back at him. Crossed her arms over her chest, but soon enough it seemed like the unnamed Viking had have enough of them both. "Kristoff." Was the only thing he said, and Kristoff had in a swiftly movement - he had requested that she should hold her hands outwards, pressed against each other. Anna did what she was told slowly, scanned through her head if she really should be doing what she was doing at the moment. But it was to late, already when she knew what Kristoff would do - he had tied the unseen rope around her wrists, tied it tight together and a small yelp escaped her.

"Hope you don't get sick fast." Was all Kristoff said, as they all three walked away from the burned down village. Anna ever so often tried to resist, but Kristoff would only with one movement bring her down to the ground. Her dirty dress from before, became even worse - her knees strapped and even her elbows. She gritted her teeth together, told herself that she could not cry.

Because an adventure was ahead of her - an unknown path that Anna had no idea where it would lead her.