Star Wars AU
Her stride was purposeful, her dark violet cloak swirling almost violently behind her. Her pale blonde hair was tucked beneath the cloak's icy hood, the material shining in the rays of the come-and-go morning light of the windows as she passed them.
Her very presence seemed to fill the hallway, malice and anger rolling off of her in waves. She could easily have masked her essence, but that would have defeated her purpose. Besides, there was no way the Counsel could hope to stand against her power.
With a wave of her hand, the door in front of her burst inward, her hatred flowing through the Force given form. She didn't falter in her step, frost creeping across the floor ahead of her movements. She was met with silence, as she came to stop in the middle of the room. Five pairs of eyes, seemingly calm and collected yet alert and wary, met glowing blue orbs swirling with barely restrained power.
"Where is she?!" she demanded, her voice cast deep, echoing in the vast chamber. It hissed and grated across every surface, fueled by the darkness that had been bred in her by the very people who stood before her.
No one answered, their eyes never leaving the woman who stood, captivating in her unbridled rage. Her lightsaber was still hooked to the belt inside her cloak, hidden yet ready to be unleashed should she need it.
The blonde threw back her hood, allowing her single braid of nearly-white hair to rest languidly over one shoulder. She glared at each individual in turn, three human males, and one Twi'lek woman, one unassumingly small green alien. Masters, all of them, yet for all their supposed power they would not dare raise a blade against her.
Her anger growing, the young woman let her icy powers flow from her in a wave of impatience, coating the floor and windows in an ever-thickening layer of frost. The lights dimmed subtly, as if bowing in reverence to her fury.
"I will ask you once more," she spoke again, her voice tinged with barely contained rage and raw pain. She wanted her answers, but a part of her hoped they would continue their silent vigil. She would take pleasure in forcing their tongues...whether they were still attached to their bodies was their own choice.
"Where. Is. she." she spoke each word purposefully, enunciating each syllable.
"Unaware of what you speak, we are, Elsa," a voice croaked from the seat directly in front of her. The small green creature, quite possibly the most powerful of all the Jedi, sat cross-legged in his chair, observing the young woman as if she were an interesting piece of art. Unperturbed, unaffected, unconcerned for the destruction she could unleash on them all should she choose.
Anger roiled across her face, reflected in the drastically lowering temperature of the room. "Don't you dare lie to me, Yoda. You know exactly whom I speak of. I have sensed her!" she yelled that last bit, casting her glare around the room, letting her darkening essence permeate the space in its entirety. Yet she could never quite reach the five individuals, safe and protected in their little bubbles of power.
Oh, she could have shattered their defenses quite easily, but she was not a fool. She knew a battle with the five of them would be long and protracted, as well as tantamount to suicide by declaration of war with the Jedi. She had avoided drawing unwanted attention to herself and her exile, growing in her own darkness and isolation in ways the Jedi could never have understood. They were stuck in their ways, dogmatic and pragmatic as they were.
No, she had avoided confronting them for the same reason they avoided her: Mutual disinterest. She had harmed no one in her quests for deeper understanding of her own powers and the exploration of the furthest truths of the Force. Dark side, Light side, neither interested her, only the numbness of her strange and unprecedented power over ice and snow could comfort and sooth her mind.
That is, until she'd felt it. Felt her. It had been faint, almost ephemeral, and at the time she had been certain she had imagined it. Yet she knew, in her soul, that what she'd felt was real. And so her purpose had become clear, her destiny set in stone.
She would find her, and no one would stand in her way.
"Do not trifle with me, Jedi," she whispered, sending her frosty essence wafting through the air, watching in satisfaction as the various Council members began to shiver. "I will make this easy for you," she continued evenly. "You have hidden her from me for fifteen years. I don't know why, I don't fucking care. All I care about is finding her, and neither you nor any other being in existence will stand in my way."
She took a deep breath, allowing the cold to fill her with the calm she needed. As much as she wanted to fuel the anger inside of her and unleash her fury on the Council, it wouldn't bring her what she needed. She had to stick to her plan.
Slowly, she raised her left hand, allowing the five individuals in front of her to clearly view the device. "I have placed several thermal charges hidden throughout this Temple and many of its outlying facilities. Enough explosives to disintegrate any living being within fifty yards of them. Most notable of these would be the younglings' sleeping chambers and cafeteria."
She paused to let this sink in, enjoying the slow crumpling of their expressions from peaceful serenity to outright shock. "You have a choice to make. I have corrupted the Temple's sensors so that it will take far too long to locate the devices before I activate them. I demand you give me her location, and in exchange you will never see nor hear from me again. I will disappear from all existence, never to bother you nor the Jedi again."
She lowered her hand to her side. She allowed her thoughts to flow across the space between them, doing something she had never done in the past. She opened her mind to them, showing her unwavering determination and certainty.
She stood transfixed as everyone turned their eyes to Yoda, their shock having given way to uncertainty and fear. This was not something they had foreseen, nor apparently had they thought possible of the former Knight.
Yoda seemed lost in his own thoughts as he peered up at the young woman. She couldn't read his thoughts or even sense his emotions, yet she was certain they would give in to her demands. Because she knew, in her heart, that there was nothing she wouldn't do to reclaim that which had been taken from her.
The old Master sighed, defeat written across his aged features. "We do not know where she is now." The blonde opened her mouth to rebuke him but his upheld hand stopped her. "We lost contact with her when the Clone Wars began and haven't heard from her since."
Elsa thought she had felt angry before, but that was nothing compared to the icy fury churning inside of her at his words. "What do you mean?" she growled.
The green Jedi held up his hand and a small sphere barely an inch in diameter hovered across the space between them, landing upon a small dais that unfolded itself from the floor. The lights, already dim, faded to darkness. A moment later, stars exploded into the space around them, a hologram of their galaxy as they knew it.
Yoda pointed at a small cluster of stars just this side of the Outer Rim territories, the hologram zooming in at his silent command. "Deployed, she was, with a detachment of Jedi to investigate rumors of a droid manufacturing facility on the outskirts of our charted territories." With a wave of his hand, the hologram zoomed in once more until only a small cluster solar system was left, a reticle appearing over one of the planets. "Lost contact with them, we did, as they entered this system."
Elsa glared her icy fury at the small Jedi Master. "You have a lot to answer for, Yoda, least of all why you have hidden my sister's presence from me for all these years. Yet the most important right now is, why have you not sent a rescue team to find her?"
Yoda cast his eyes down for a moment before meeting her swirling gaze. "Sad to say, am I, that we have not had the resources to launch a full rescue operation, though we did deploy a small detachment of Clone troopers to that sector." He paused, then sighed heavily. "Never heard from since, were they."
Elsa's fury erupted then, her anger snapping past her control and she lashed out at the closest wall. Shards of ice impacted every surface around her, a conical blast of frost manifesting her rage as she screamed out her sorrow. "You worthless Jedi, you only care for yourselves in the end!" She fought to reign in her powers before she did something she would truly regret. Her cloak was still billowing around her as she wreathed herself in a small cloud of snow and ice.
She glared at each of the Council members in turn until she again met Yoda's gaze. With a wave of her hand, she ripped the small orb from its pedestal, palming the piece of crystal before tucking it into her cloak. "I am going to find her, and if any of you stand in my way..." she let her threat stand unspoken. "And if she is not alive when I find her, you had better hope you fall to the machinations of the Separatists before I find you."
With that, she turned and made her exit, her icy heels snapping angrily across the tiled floor. She tossed the device she had been clutching behind her, no longer needing it. She smiled as she let her cloud of deceit dissipate, enjoying the wave of surprise from the Council as they realized she'd lied to their faces and they had fallen for it. They really were a pompous group of over-inflated windbags, so sure of themselves and their abilities.
Worthless Jedi, she thought to herself. Yet even that small victory over them was a short-lived spark of light in her darkening focus. She was going to find her sister, and no force in the Universe would separate them again.
"Anna," she whispered, "I'm coming for you, my dear sister."
