Here's the second chapter. I realize that these are fairly shortbut they'll get longer as the story progresses. I'm not sure how long, I tend to like to split chaptersand I'm not huge on word inflation.

The next chapter isn't going to be until late next week or early of the following week. I have a couple of tests I need to study for unfortunately.

Feel free to leave question, comments, concerns etc.

All the mistakes are mine.


The door to the study flew open with such force that it slammed into the stone wall causing a thundering crack. It sounded to Elsa like the door had snapped off its hinges however when she looked up it was still attached. The individual that caused such a scene now stood in the middle ofdoor way slouched over trying to regain her breath.

Anna huffed, her chest rising and falling rapidly unable to get a single word out.

Elsa glanced over her sister with a worried look. Her clothes were unmarredand her shoes only scuffed from previous use. No marks graced her skin, the only discernible changes consisted of her labored breathing and her hair that now fell in front of her face. Elsa's eyes narrowed in on the white strands of Anna's hair; flashes of that day came back: her, Anna, Olaf, and the trolls.

"Are you okay?" Anna's voice filtered in she had finally managed to catch her breath. Elsa twisted her tongue preparing to lie however when she noticed the frozen pen in her hand she reconsidered.

"I just remembered," she paused debating on how much she actually wanted to tell her sister "something unpleasant."

She twirled the frosted pen in her hand, within a few moments the ice disappeared. Elsa dropped the pen on her desk it rolled a few inches before stopping on top of the formal apology from the Southern Isles. She shook her head slightly before moving out from behind the desk eager to move past the unpleasant memories. "Would you be up for a walk?"

"You don't walk, you run." Anna teased but nodded yes in response. The slight jab made Elsa twinge however, the comment was clearly done in jest so Elsa endeavored to let it go. They walked down the hallway only a few feet apart. Every couple of minutes Anna would 'accidentally' rub her shoulder against Elsa's. The older sister quickly picked up on what her sister was doing but didn't say anything. They passed a number of servants as well as Kai, who gave a slight nod and informed Elsa of a few simple managerial items before leaving the girls alone.

They made it out into the garden. With little delay Anna jumped onto the small brick wall that lined the path. Elsa looked on with amusement while Anna danced and twirled along the wall her green dress swaying with each and every turn. She wondered if this would've been a normal activity for them if her powers hadn't manifested. The wall came to a sudden end causing Anna to trip on a slightly raised brick, a few profanities left Anna's mouth while she fell. Elsa reacted on instinct managing to catch Anna before she slammed into the ground.

"Thanks," she continued without missing a beat "Oh!I nearly forgot Kristoff invited me to hang out with him and the trolls tomorrow, he said that you were more than welcome to come."

"No." There wasn't a second of hesitation before Elsa replied. She removed her hands from her younger sister and casually side stepped Anna to continue along the path. A gentle breeze swirled through the trees causing the leaves to rustle insoothing sound. Elsa turned inspecting a blooming red Adonis fully aware that Anna had now caught up.

"Are you sure? You didn't even think on it." Anna's features expressed her confusion "And last time I checked with Kai he said there weren't any important meetings tomorrow. I figured it would be kind of nice. You and me, of course Kristoff, Sven, Olaf, and -"

"Yes well, nice is not how I would describe it." she replied turning her gaze from the Adonis to Anna. "Especially tomorrow of all days." the words quietly escaped her from her lips.

"Am I missing something?"

Elsa sighed there was no point in enlightening her sister to the significance of tomorrow. She didn't need to know that tomorrow exactly fifteen years ago, happened to be the first time her older sister nearly killed her. Elsa's eyes found the white strands in Anna's hair the lie fell easily from her lips.

"No."

"Don't do that." Anna crossed her arms, she looked like a mother about to chastise her child.

"Do what?" Elsa content to continue this charade until Anna gave up. She knew that while Anna could be stubborn given enough amount of time she would relent. She ripped the Adonis from its stem twirling it in her hand.

"You know what. You're shutting me out." Anna moved closer looking directly at her sister, the wind buffeted Anna's hair aroundand Elsa couldn't stop watching that one section move about.

"Leave it Anna." This always happened, Anna would push her to farand it would to lead to an outburst which often involved the use of her powers. It wasn't healthy or at least Elsa didn't think so. Normally, she could handle lengthy complicated repertoire but Anna skipped around all her normal tactics and went straight for what she wanted. Elsa readjusted her light blue summer cloak feeling the need to wrap it around herself.

"Elsa. Try. Now." Anna put a little to much emphasis on the 'now' which sparked a defensive mechanism within Elsa. All Elsa could hear were the voices of their parents and the trolls they kept demanding her to control her powers. The more she tried the less she could, 'conceal don't feel', those visions, the warnings. Control, control, CONTROL. Elsa snapped.

"Fine." she snarled, the Adonis fell to the ground crushed. "I hate the trolls."

Anna looked taken back either by her admission or the shear emotion that dripped from her words, Elsa couldn't tell.

"Why?"

"Cause they caused all of this." Elsa made a rather sweeping gesture to everything "The started everything they couldn't just heal you. No, no," She twisted about pacing in front of Anna looking rather insane "they decided to 'warn' me, I was seven years old. Instead they showed me visions of the devastation my powers could," she chuckled darkly "would cause. They danced those images in front of me. The red so engrained into my mind that I still wake up with terrors." She stopped turning towards Anna, her face flushed from her monologue "The real question is why don't you hate them, they took your memories."

Anna opened her mouth a few times, her inability to speak paired with her drawn in eyebrows and slightly tilted head screamed bewilderment.

"How..wha- what?" Anna managed to get out.

"The trolls stole your memories." Elsa returned to pacing between the brick walls. Her feet constantly trampling the Adonis.

"I understood that. I reiterated my comment in hopes you would explain." Anna volleyed back, her verbal skills finally kicking in. Elsa stayed silent astonished that her power hadn't manifested after a flare of annoyance coursed through her, perhaps she had begun to improve. "Look, either you tell meor the trolls do and I'd prefer to hear it from my sister."

Sister, Elsa cursed herself for the inability to deny her sister anything, chocolate, festivals, even her secrets. With a dreadful sigh she began to recount the events of that day.

".. so asking me to join you with them on the day I nearly killed you for the first time isn't something I'd ever want to do."

Anna remained relatively quiet during the retelling only asking a few questions for clarification. Elsa watched Anna's hands fiddle with her hair specifically the white strands, she twirled it around her fingers again and again.

"I'm not about to forbid you from going because you clearly enjoy Kristoff's company. I, however, will not accompany you." Elsa gave a slight nod before fleeing to her room careful to avoid Kai and Gerda.

No knock graced her door, Anna apparently decided to leave her sister alone. Elsa always thought it to be better that way anyway. She stripped. No longer feeling constricted under the hot fabric she tossed the gloves on the dresser and fell into bed. The room felt wrong, it always had but even more so now. She glanced up at the ceiling finally realizing that the ceiling art was different from the one in the room they shared as children. It took fifteen years for her to notice.

Elsa felt hot tears trail down her cheeks. For the first since their parents death she laid on her bed clutching a pillow shaking while visions of red danced through her head.

When Elsa awoke her muscles ached, and her face stung. The sun that filtered through her curtains alerted her to the rather late time of the day. Neither Kai nor Gerda attempted to rouse her, she wondered if Anna mentioned something to them. She pushed back the covers and slowly sat up groaning to herself. She apparently cried so hard her chest now hurt.

The bed creaked slight Elsa headed towards the bathroom. The bathroom glistened causing Elsa to wince she needed to have a discussion about the amount of polish the staff used. Groping about slightly blinded by the light Elsa managed to pull a lever. She waited for the hot water to run through the intricately constructed system. She thanked Pappenheim for his brilliance when she slipped into the filled tub. She submerged herself till just her nose rested millimeters above the water. Despite her affinity for the cold nothing relaxed her more than scalding water.

Her eyes slid shutand Elsa felt the tendrils of sleep start to take over once again. The next time she roused her head resided under the waterand she felt her lungs burning for air. She broke free of the surface sputtering and coughing water all about, she scrambled for purchase launching herself out of the tub.

She sworeand the water froze, she glared at the iced tub with contempt. After clothing herself with a quick flick of the wrist she wandered downstairs. Within the throne room Kai dolled out various tasks, Elsa looked over he caught her gaze. With a few quick words he sent the staff members off. He walked with her down the hallway informing her that there was food in the kitchen and of Anna's absence. Elsa bit her tongue at the revelation but nodded thanking Kai.

Elsa expected it yet it felt like betrayal. Her sister off conversing with those trolls and Kristoff; the boy himself wasn't the problem he seemed innocent enough. She momentarily recalled her innocence the pure bliss she took from showing her sister magic. The time when it represented unbridled happiness. A mournful sigh escaped from her lips when she remembered how in fractions of a moment magic's innocence combusted around her. Those visions had consumed everything she loved about her powers leaving her petrified.

After wolfing down several chocolate pancakes she made a spur of the moment decision to shirk all duties today. The library doors creaked in protestbut Elsa forced them open. The bookshelves rose several feet above her all bursting with books even a few stacks rested on the floor. She searched for a specific name. Joan. She slid her fingers along the spines of the books she passed until she finally found the section 'France History'; she pulled a number of bound books from their homes and walked to the portrait room.

The clock in the corner ticked softly the pendulum swinging back and forth in time. Elsa devoured the books at a rather steady pace until she felt herself yawn. This constant exhaustion started to irritate her the only cause appeared to be emotional turmoil which seemed to her a lousy reason. Yet, she didn't do more than let out a sigh when the book slipped from her hand and her eyes shut.

Elsa awoke with a start, a slight kink now manifested at the base of her neck. Her fingers dug into the muscles inattempt to alleviate the pain that radiated every time she moved. She stood causing the books to clatter to the ground she ignored them and drowsily walked back to her room. A figure walked past her rather hurriedly their cloak flowing behind them, it took a moment for Elsa's sleep-addled mind to register.

"Anna?" Anna stopped and turned back around "Isn't it late to be getting back?"

"Yeah, sorry it took longer than expected."

"Fun, at least?" Elsa despite her disposition did want Anna to enjoy herself, her sister deserved it.

"Yep. Just exhausting I mean super exhausting. Who knew magic could be that tiring." Anna rambled on clearly oblivious to Elsa's now ram-rod straight posture. "Well, you I guess you do. Now I understand why you always look so exhausted."

"Magic? Why-"

"I made them give me my memories back." Anna quickly supplied "They were reluctant at first apparently returning memories isn't always the easiest thing to do, risks and all that." shrugging her shoulders.

"Anna, magic is very serious." started Elsa her protective side revealing itself.

"I know" she smiled sweetly at Elsa confusing the woman even more her younger sister never seemed so at ease "I remember everything. Every moment Elsa: the skating, Olaf the original, even the midnight snow fights in the ball room." Anna's smile brightened with each event she easily recollected. Anna paused now inspecting her sister in the moonlight. Elsa flushed at the increased attention to her features.

"I see."

"You see?" Echoed Anna clearly not expecting such a simple response.

"Then," Elsa's features darkened avoiding her sister's gaze "you remember-"

Anna huffed shaking her head in annoyance. Her head movements jostled the strip out of its place in Anna's messy bun and fell down. Anna tilted her head blowing the white hair up and out of her face.

"It wasn't your fault." Elsa swallowed, her vocal cords refused to respond. "You were a kid."

"Oh I've done so much better now that I'm an adult." she batted back the retort lacked the normal bite.

"No, you haven't but neither have I Elsa. I push you past your limits all the time just like I did when we were kids." she stopped moving closer to Elsa her hand came up making sure Elsa looked directly into Anna's eyes "Elsa, I'm letting you know that I forgive you."

Anna stepped back when Elsa opened her mouth to refuse Anna's forgiveness. "Fine, you can hate yourself but I refuse to. Your powers are part of you, but they don't define you. Let me know when you realize that." With that response Anna turned and promptly left ignoring the tears in Elsa's eyes.