A/N To avoid any conflicts in the future I may as well say this now. I wrote this story pretty mush completely before having read any Frozen Fanfiction.

Any resemblances between my story and any other FanFiction living or dead in purely coincidental.


Anna was never one for sitting still and being quiet. She never liked being confined. Combine both of those with heading towards an unknown force that is trying to kill you, plus sharing a small space with people who didn't want to talk and you, netted a purely torturous situation for Anna. Her legs ached for want to move and she was dying to talk about anything. Preferably something to let her know for sure that Elsa would be okay. Anna felt trapped in ways beyond a small carriage. She was trapped in a situation where she didn't have any power. She hated it. She needed to know she could do something. She needed to talk. How many hours could she last like this? She wanted to have anything to break the grim silence. Anything at all.

"Hey!" Olaf called from outside, "I'm not sure if I should tell you this, but there's a whole lot of angry-looking people coming towards us very fast."

Elsa snapped to attention. "The Army of the Wastes," she said.

"Are you sure?" Olaf said.

"They came faster than I thought," Jacob said.

"Stop the carriage!" Elsa ordered.

"Did you say 'drop the carrots'?" Olaf called back.

"Stop the carriage! Now!" Elsa opened the door with the ground still flying underneath them. She jumped out as Olaf tried to coax the horses into a stop.

"Elsa! Wait!" Anna jumped out after her and tumbled onto the ground. She picked herself up, ignoring the ringing in her ears as the carriage halted. Kristoff climbed out and Jacob jumped after him. Olaf clambered down from the driver's seat and walked up behind them. Elsa stood ahead and gazed outwards. The area was barren and open. Spiked peaks and forests rose in the horizon around them and a chilly wind whipped past. Ahead of them, the Army of the Wastes was advancing. They could see a mass of dark shapes surrounded by a cloud of dust. They heard the thunder of hooves and the clang of metal.

"My god," Elsa said. The sight and sound of armed men, muscular horses, and armored war wagons met with their eyes and ears.

"Unbelievable," Kristoff said.

"They look nice," Olaf said.

Elsa knelt down to meet the snowman's eyes. "I need you to stay here," she said.

"Five minutes before the reach us. No more," Jacob said.

"No time to spare then," Elsa said as the horde drew closer. Anna put a hand on Elsa's shoulder.

"You'll be fine," she said.

"Three hundred," Olaf said. "Two hundred and ninety-nine."

"Okay." Elsa drew a deep breath. "No sense in putting it off. Stand back everyone." Anna took a few steps backwards without taking her eyes of Elsa.

Elsa lifted one foot off the ground and paused. She glanced on last time up ant the Army of the Wastes; her face hardened and she slammed her foot into the ground. A wave of ice cascaded through the ground around her. Frozen spires sprouted from beneath her, lifting her upwards. The ice coiled around itself as Elsa was carried higher. Dark clouds exploding across the sky above them and snow began to rain down. A fierce wind whipped past Elsa, blowing her hair back.

"I didn't mean to make the storm," Elsa muttered. "Control it, control it. Control." She closed her eyes and took hold of the power that flowed inside her. She opened her eyes to see horses rearing up and men falling back. Some even scattered.

"Okay, just pull a few more tricks to scare them. But stay in control." Elsa sent a spiral of frost soaring into the sky. Flashy, but harmless.

-x-X-x-

Kristoff shielded his face from the wind and strained to make out the approaching army. "Who's that in the lead?" he shouted over the storm.

"Dagon, their brutal leader," Jacob replied.

Kristoff strained to see better. "Something's not right. What's that he's riding?"

Olaf sat on the ground. "One-hundred and thirty-five, one hundred and thirty-four-"

-x-X-x-

Elsa frowned. Her second act hadn't had as big an effect as she'd hoped. She would have to try something bigger. She sent a flash of frost flying to ahead of her. It buried itself into the ground ahead of the Army of the Wastes and sprouted into a frozen wall. Razor-sharp icicles sprouted from it. They stretched forward as if they were eager to slice into something. Elsa held back a panic. She hadn't meant to make the spikes.

"Control it," she said. She had used to powers as a weapon. Now they were screaming for more. Elsa consecrated. She and her powers were the same thing. She could control herself and she could control her powers. But not hurting people was becoming harder.

-x-X-x-

"Sixty-six, sixty- five," Olaf said.

"A sled!" Kristoff shouted.

"What?" Anna said as she fought against the wind.

"Dagon's riding a sled! Why would he be riding a sled?"

"Is that really important right now?" Jacob asked. Kristoff looked at his feet. The swirling snow had begun to pile up on the ground.

"I don't know. But it worries me."

In the past Kristoff had predicted that Anna had been in danger and psychopathic princes, so Anna didn't doubt him for a second. "We need to get Elsa down from there," she said. She cupped her hands around her mouth and called out to her sister. "Elsa! You've got to come down!"

"No!" came Elsa's shrill reply. "I can control it!"

"But this whole thing might be out of any of our-ack!" a gust or frigid wind knocked Anna back before she could finish.

"Anna!" Kristoff shouted.

Elsa looked back at the sound of Anna's cry. A crossbow bolt whizzed past her ear. She whipped around and saw Dagon was almost upon them. Behind him a line of men began to fire crossbows at them.

"Eight, seven-" Olaf counted as the Army of the Wastes drew near.

"Stop!" Elsa shouted. A wall of ice burst from the ground in front of Dagon.

Dagon didn't stop. He didn't even slow down. Ice sprouted in front of the wall and arched over it. The horses pulled Dagon's sled across the bridge and carried him to the column that Elsa stood on.

Elsa stumbled back. Have I lost that much control over my powers?

Dagon's sled crashed atop the pillar of ice sending frozen shards flying. Elsa tried to avoid the sled as it swerved towards her but it slammed into her full-on and flung her off the side of the ice pillar. She tumbled through the air and slammed into the ground. The snow did little to lessen the impact.

"Elsa!" Anna shouted. The Army of the Wastes came upon them. Horses ran in a circle, trapping them. Anna looked around, Kristoff and Jacob were backing together as the Army of the Wastes closed in. She glanced at her sister's limp body. Without thinking twice she dashed towards her.

"Anna! wait!" Kristoff shouted.

Anna ran as fast as she could but Dagon's men were faster. The grabbed her as she struggled uselessly against them. "Elsa!" She cried out again. But she was helpless to resist. They all were.