Chapter 4
Number of the Beast
Iron Maiden
Number of the Beast

Authors Note: I am SO sorry that I haven't updated in so long! Benchmark Week :(... There will be updates over the next few weeks, just not as frequent as I would like... It's the end of the school year, lots of tests to do.. However, here is the fourth chapter! Try to find the song lyrics!

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Elsa came sweeping out of the gates, choking on her sobs. She was so distraught, not only the ice behind her strides was freezing, now it was doing so in front of her as well. She slipped on her own ice, and Dean was just in time to catch the queen before she smacked into the ground.

"Hey, are you okay? What's wrong?" Dean pleaded her for an explanation.

She saw his lips moving, but it sounded muffled as if she were underwater or something. Was she underwater? That would explain why she couldn't breathe and why her vision was so blurry.. She planted her feet on the ground and faced the castle, not thinking as she extended her arms and shot ice at it, freezing the entire castle solid. Dean was dumbstruck, and gasps of 'She just froze the castle!' could be heard all around. Elsa's nose began to bleed and she collapsed, Dean caught her once again, but she was out cold (no pun intended).

When Elsa awoke, she was laid down on a flat rock, her hands folded over her stomach. She could hear argument coming from just a few feet away, and she looked up. There was Kristoff, and the man she saw from the window and when she ran out of the castle. Seeing Kristoff there, she quickly pieced together where she was. She was in the valley, where the trolls lived.

"I'm going to find my wife, and you can't stop me!"

"I can sure as Hell try! It's too dangerous there! Elsa ran out crying and froze the castle with her sister still inside, some really bad mojo must've gone down there!"

Kristoff's face went white as a sheet.

"Anna was... still inside?" He croaked out, gaping at him in horror as he ran his fingers through his unruly blonde mane.

"Hey, I'm sure she's fine." Dean tried to console him.

"No she isn't." Kristoff growled, "No one could survive that. Elsa froze the entire castle and everything in it!"

Kristoff looked up at Dean through his bangs with a look that could kill. Dean instantly quieted, unable to respond. Honestly? He didn't know if the girl was alive or not. He wasn't aware of how ice powers even worked. For all he new Anna was killed instantly…

"It wasn't her" Elsa sat up, muttering shakily.

"What do you mean?" Dean rushed to her side.

"I mean," She tried to get up, Dean put a hand on her shoulder and shook his head slightly, so she sat back down. "That wasn't my sister. It looked like her, but she was different. Inhuman. She murdered everyone in the castle. Even Sonya." She looked up at Kristoff, he put his hands on his face and stepped back. "And her eyes..." She choked out, a sob caught in her throat.

"What about them?" Dean pressed, sure he already knew the answer.

"They were black" She looked at him, silently asking if she was crazy.

"You're crazy!" Kristoff yelled. Well that answers that question.

"She wouldn't do that! She would never kill Sonya!" He continued "Even if she did, she must've had a damn good reason!"

"Elsa, did anybody shoot at her or stab her?" Dean asked, ignoring Kristoff.

"What? No! She's the princess!" Elsa was dumbstruck by the question.

"Good. She could still be alive." Dean looked around.

"Could?" She asked shakily.

Dean only looked back at her with a grim expression.

"What is it? What are you not telling me?" The young queen begged.

Dean looked hesitant to say anything, and Elsa tensed up.

"You froze the castle with Anna still inside.." He said gently, resting his hand on her shoulder.

Elsa's face went white as a sheet, and the rock underneath her frosted over. Her entire life had been poured in to protecting her little sister from her ice powers, had she finally managed to kill her with them? She sometimes worried that it was inevitable, she would either end up killing Anna or herself.

She cleared her throat before responding.

"She is dead then." Her voice wavered, as a flood of tears threatened to spill out over her face.

"She might not be. I know that direct fatal injuries will kill any possessed person, by things like hypothermia might not affect them. I mean, I don't know for sure, I've never run across anything… quite like this before, but.."

"Wait!" Now Kristoff spoke up. "Possessed? Are you trying to tell me that my wife is a demon? You're insane! I'm going to find my damn wife!"

"Now, just hold on a second, you can't go back there! It's too dangerous, you're going to get yourself killed-"

"What is your name?" Elsa interrupted him.

He gawked at her, this seemed like an odd time to worry about titles.

"Dean. Dean Winchester."

"Well, Dean Winchester. In case you're not from around here to know, I'm the queen." She sat up straight, regal. "And I decide who goes where." She said it with as much force and authority as possible.

"With all due respect, your majesty," Dean stood up straight, trying to project Sam's patented "bitch face" at her. "I have more information on this than you, and I've been trained to handle these situations, I've been doing so my entire life."

Kristoff scoffed at him, but Elsa noticed how serious he looked. She raised an eyebrow at him. "Demons?" She asked, a bit afraid of the answer.

"Unfortunately." Dean confirmed.

"You're crazy." She said, not so sure if he was anymore.

"Look me in the eye and tell me if I'm lying to you." He challenged her.

She gazed into his eyes, his serious, green eyes. They were beautiful, with evident danger in them, and the words the trolls had said to her as a child rung in her head as she got lost in those eyes. They reminded her of the plants she saw from her bedroom window as a child, one of the only examples of beauty she could conjure up from her childhood, and she wondered how long she'd been staring at him. She found no hint of deceit in his eyes, granted she was never gifted at reading people. Demons. Wow.
'Can this still be real? Or just some crazy dream?' Elsa though to herself, she preferred to think it was a dream. She cleared her throat and straightened her back.

"Fine." She said simply, earning protests from Kristoff. Dean smiled his cocky smile at her and she felt as if she had melted then and there.

"What do we do?"