Ok so I am going to add a twist to this story. If any of you watch OUAT, then you will see what I am doing, which by the way for the record: I do not own OUAT, otherwise quite honestly I would have made Emma dark a lot sooner.

Those that do not know OUAT, well this story is going to take place both in the past and in the present. I will let you know when those transitions occur. Although the main course of the story will take place after Hans's curse was enacted which will be the present. If it calls for the trip into the past, I will make it clear when I do that.

Also as stated before, this story is acting as a sequel to Shattered Soul. It is not really all that required you read that one first, because it can stand alone (or rather I will try and make it stand alone as much as possible), but it is recommend you read that first.

Anyway that is all I have to say aside from the fact that I do not own anything…just the idea for this story. Any sign of familiarity is totally coincidental as well as unintentional and again I own nothing.

True Loves' Final Act

Chapter One

The Present-

The trolls looked up from the mournful positions to look at the now determined Queen, "What do we have to do to save my sister and take back my kingdom?" Elsa repeated the question with more force this time to the elder troll.

Pabbie looked back up at her this time from his position, "I do not honestly know Elsa." His voice was grave, and instantly Elsa had a flashback to when she was little and he was trying to explain how her powers are also dangerous as they are beautiful; then again, almost like a time jump, she was with him when he was explaining that Anna was in grave danger in the Forbidden Forest.

"How could you not know?" Kristoff asked this time. Elsa, Olaf, and Sven looked at him. He however was not looking at Pabbie, but up at the shimmering dome where the dark smoke still lingered like a haze around them, "You had warned us about the curse, you had told us what Hans's intentions were, you told us where we would be safe!" Kristoff yelled this time as he bowed his head, his hands curled into fists at his sides, "Now you are telling us that there is nothing we can do?"

Bulba and Cliff went to their son's side and grabbed each hand, "It is ok. We will figure this out." Bulba said softly as she looked at the old troll, "Pabbie will figure something out."

"That is right. We will do everything we can to make this right." Cliff said.

"Excuse me, but I did not say that there was nothing. I said that I did not know." Pabbie said slowly as all eyes were back on him. He sighed this time and began explaining, "A curse, very much like this one, occurred nearly two decades ago in a realm that is now called Mist Haven. The queen of that realm, in a desperate attempt to achieve her happy ending and make her enemies miserable, enacted a curse to take them to a different realm where in the end she would win."

"A different realm?" Olaf questioned as Elsa and Kristoff were still trying to process that information.

Pabbie nodded as he motioned for them to sit. As they sat in a circle with the elder troll in the middle, Pabbie began to explain more, "Yes you see, over a millennium ago, there were many lands joined together. They all lived in peace and prosperity, until one day a dark and sinister power descended upon the realm. This darkness turned the once prosperous land into one of desolate and decay. The realm was shrouded in darkness by the evil entity. The people of the realm were thrown into utter turmoil as the Dark entity started to enslave them, by stealing their souls and turning them into dark, sinister, and demonic creatures."

Using his magic that everyone had seen and experienced before, Pabbie created a scene to set the mood of the story. Following the narration, the scenes changed as the tale continued, "This terrible rein lasted one hundred years until one day there was an uprising. The rulers of each land formed an alliance to bring down the Darkness. Together they harnessed a greater power and sealed away the darkness and all the chaos and destruction forever…or so they thought."

"What does this have to do what is happening now?" Kristoff asked as Elsa was transfixed on the images in front of her.

"I am getting to that. This tale has everything to do with what is happening. Especially because this dark magic that we are experiencing is the exact same magic that befell Mist Haven and the turmoil. In fact as I said, this land or rather our kingdom hadn't seen this type of magic in a millennium…" Pabbie answered him patiently before he continued, "After the evil was vanquished, the royal families came together to once again unite the land and return it to its former glory. However another war broke out and each royal tried to take this great power for their own. Only one stood, uncorrupted by this great and terrible power, and used it to banish each land into its own world and universe, with no memory of the greater kingdoms that they once were. It was to be their fate and their curse for all of time."

Elsa shook her head now unable to believe the story, "So if that was the case, how is it that you know about this?"

"Our magic is very strong, before that curse was enacted my great-great grandfather did a similar spell that had saved us from the effects of this curse and also passed this information on to the next elder in line for the tribe." The trolls nodded their support at their wise elder's words, "This knowledge was to be kept secret from anyone outside the family, unless of course, something like this ever happened."

"Which I have a feeling they knew it would." Kristoff stated.

Pabbie shrugged and Bulba and Cliff tried to show their son support, "It had been prophesied yes, however we are getting off topic. Anyway the magic that drove the kingdoms apart had never been seen again, and the darkness remained dormant…until one day a great tragedy occurred in one of the kingdoms, whose heritage could have been traced back to the Greater Kingdom."

"Mist Haven." Elsa said slowly as the image in the swirling mist of magic showed a map.

It was the map of the different realms that she never knew to be real or even exist. A glowing spot on the map zoomed in and they gasped as she saw the land. It was desolate and looked inhabitable. Trees were blown to bits, the grasses was a dead yellow color with just patches of dirt mixed in. Different castles were shown to be blown apart and nearly demolished and ransacked, "A dark curse casted by the Evil Queen descended upon the realm, stripping everyone and everything of their happy endings." Pabbie waved his hand and the mist disappeared, "In the end, that curse was so powerful that it transferred everyone to a different realm known as the Land Without Magic where they are currently stuck in time with no remembrance of who they once were."

"So if no one knows who they are and they are completely miserable, how is that curse supposed to break?" Olaf asked slowly, hoping that nothing like this was happening to their realm. He stole a glance at the sky and saw a flash of lightening and seriously began to hope even harder that Anna would be ok, and everything would work out. It just had to work out…right?

"There is a savior that had been prophesied for that instance, she is the product of true love and that is the strongest magic of them all." Pabbie stated wisely.

"So after she breaks that curse, then we can just get her to break this one." Kristoff said hopefully looking at Elsa, Olaf, and Sven this time with hope in their eyes and in their hearts.

"I am afraid that is impossible." Pabbie stated grimly, now getting their full attention again, "Crossing realms takes a lot of magic and a lot of time, which we do not have. Not only that the person who is to break the curse does not know anything about this story yet."

Seeing he was about to be verbally attacked by everyone, Pabbie held up a hand, "Let me finish. As I stated in the beginning, I may not know exactly was is happening, but I do know that this curse is not as severe. The magic that has been done is relatively weak, as in Anna, Hans, and everyone in Arendelle is still here with us."

"But?" Elsa asked sensing that piece of information is the only good news they were getting.

"But much like the dark curse in Mist Haven, this one will cause everyone that was affected to lose all of their memories of their former lives and relationships. So yes," Pabbie adds seeing Elsa, Olaf, and Kristoff's unspoken yet questioning gazes, "Anna will have lost her memory of you, and in the end everyone's happy ending and sense of true love in your kingdom will be gone; molded into the form that Hans has essentially desired."

Elsa stood up in frustration as another rumble of thunder was heard overhead, "Great. Is there any more good news you want to share?" She asked sarcastically. This was getting to be too much. Much too much for her or any sane person to handle. What the hell had she done to deserve this? Or rather what had any of them done to deserve this?

Bulba looked at Kristoff and Cliff, and decided to make her way to the distressed Queen to try and offer some comfort as Pabbie sighed heavily, "Unfortunately I do have more news and it involves your sister. Some of the curse has been residing so I have been able to tap into what has occurred before it hit." Waving his hand in the air, an image and voices materialize. It takes a moment for Elsa to realize that they were seeing what occurred in the study after Anna forced them to escape.

Just then everyone gasped and blanched at the scene where Hans plunges his hand into Anna's chest, ripping her heart out, "Oh my god! Anna!" Elsa screams as she watches her sister sink to her knees in pain when Hans squeezed her heart. Kristoff, Olaf, and Sven try to support her the best they could however they were not feeling much better. The mist disappears at this point when the scene grows dark, "What did he do to her?" Elsa growled out.

"This is really dark magic. You see a person's heart is strong, however when a heart is taken it becomes enchanted, therefore stronger than a normal heart. The user of an enchanted heart can: crush it and kill the victim, control the victim's actions and speech, and use the heart to reanimate the victim's dead bodies." Everyone's stomachs started to feel sick as Pabbie mentioned that fact, but no one felt as sick as Elsa did when Pabbie continued, "Additionally, people with their hearts ripped out are unable to feel any true emotion until the heart is restored; also if someone commits an evil act of darkness like murder, the heart will begin to blacken; and if this heart becomes completely black, the person will die."

"Anna wouldn't do that." Kristoff said defiantly with Olaf and Sven backing him up in support, "Anna is good. She is strong, she-"

"Does not have her heart. Hans has it, therefore he can make her do whatever he wishes. Not only that she is under a curse, a curse made to mold her to whatever Hans wants her to be. She is or rather was a Commander of your army right?" Pabbie asked looking at Elsa this time.

Elsa nodded, "Yes, unfortunately as you remember Papa and the former commander at the time created an unbreakable contract that made her Commander of the army, stripping me of my military powers as Queen." She recalled that meeting well, it was just after her sister had recovered from her trip into the Forbidden Forest and they had their talk about secrets.

Pabbie nodded in thought, "It is getting late and you all need to rest."

"Wait what?" They asked in disbelief.

"There is nothing more for me to tell you right now. The shield will hold, and once I know more, I will tell you. However it will be to your benefit that you all get some rest." With that he rolled away.

Bulba, Cliff, and the rest of the family sighed sadly, unable to comfort them anymore as they followed Pabbie's lead. Knowing that the troll was right; Elsa, Kristoff, Olaf, and Sven sighed as they followed the trolls to their rest areas to try and sleep, however that did not come very easily as they all thought about everything they were told. Despite the vast amounts of emotional information, one thing in particular came to them: Where did everything start to go wrong?