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The taxi cab drove down the streets in Arendelle, a black Escalade following a few cars behind. Inside in the passenger's seat sat a CIA agent.

"Sir, they appear to be heading for the Historical District," the CIA agent said into his secured cell phone. "They are in a cab and heading in that general direction."

The Chief of Station held the phone on the other end of the line, his face slick with perspiration despite being in an air-conditioned office in the Embassy. He replied, "Copy that. Keep watching them, and keep me informed."

"Yes, sir." The agent replied, then hung up.


The taxi sped through the streets, passing numerous shops, before reaching the Historical District of the city. Here, the concrete streets switched over into cobblestone, and all of the shops looked exactly as they had over 200 years ago, during Elsa's short reign. The taxi pulled to a stop at the entrance to the market square, just inside the arch. Here Anna and Elsa paid the driver and got out of the cab.

"Huh," Anna mused, "nothing has really changed much."

Elsa wasn't so sure. "Sure, with the exception of the mountains around the fjord. They're covered with buildings now. It's not nearly as beautiful as it was last time we were here."

Anna snorted and blew a strand of hair out of her face. "Oh, cheer up! We're home and we're away from the jerks who kidnapped us. Look at the bright stuff!"

Elsa just walked on. Anna watched her sister as she strode toward the castle, once again surprised at the change in Elsa's demeanor over the past year. She could still remember the coronation, when Elsa had walked around, projecting a false sense of calm, poise, and indifference. Back then it was like Elsa had thought that by looking proper everyone would magically respect her. That Elsa was no more. Now she walked with a self-assured air around her, with her long and graceful stride and head held high. It seemed like she was saying, I know who I am, and there is nothing you can do to change that. It wasn't cocky, Anna mused, just very confident and regal. It was queenly.

Anna knew she would never be able to do that. She shook her head. There were reasons why she never wanted to take over for her sister.

She shook her head again and ran to catch up to Elsa, who had already reached the beginning of the bridge. They crossed over, their home looming over them dead ahead.


The CIA agent lowered his high-powered binoculars and shook his head. The Escalade was parked at the edge of a parking lot of a Burger King high above the fjord, where he could clearly see down into the market square. He could clearly see the two targets as they crossed the bridge.

He lifted his phone and dialed CIA Headquarters in Langley.

Five minutes later, the phone went off on the NSA jet. 17 seconds after that, Right smiled.


Anna and Elsa reached the open gates. Anna gasped and pointed over to a tarnished plaque on the left door. Elsa walked over and read the sign.

We are never closing the gates again. -HRM Queen Elsa

In order to commemorate the words of our Queen, on this day, the 100th anniversary of the Queen and Princess's disappearance, the Historical Society of Arendelle nailed these gates shut, in the hope that the decree of our Queen may be followed as long as this castle still stands.

God Save the Queen.

The sisters stared at the plaque in shock. After a while, Elsa's eyes began to tear up, while Anna grinned so much that her face may have split apart.

They continued through the gates, and the familiar expanse of the courtyard stretched out before them. A large tour group of middle schoolers was walking along the castle wall to the right, while a few families were walking around by the chapel on the left. But rising before them was their home, majestic and proud. So welcome was the sight that even Anna began to tear up.

There they stood, queen and princess, in the midst of their people.

They were home.

The sisters walked straight ahead, towards the front door. As they neared the door, however, they realized that the entrance was closed. A velvet rope was suspended between the pillars, and a security guard stood further back by the door. A sign stood right in between the two front pillars that read, 'Only tour groups allowed beyond this point. To sign up for a tour, please see our Visitors Center behind the chapel. Thank you for your cooperation.'

Elsa was dismayed. Well, it would not be smart right now to reveal who we are. We have no clue what their reaction will be. As the ramifications of that thought sunk in, she internally raged. Crap, we have to take a tour? This is my home!

Anna thought differently. "Cool! Now we get to see what they've done with the place! Plus, we can try to stump the guide!"

Slowly, Elsa began to cheer up. Eventually, she smiled at that fun idea. Yeah. We could definitely stump a guide. "Okay, Anna. Let's take a tour!"


The radio in the cockpit of the NSA jet crackled to life. "Executive Seven-Niner-Romeo, Arendelle Approach. You are cleared for approach into Arendelle International, vector approach runway one-four left."

"Seven-Niner-Romeo copies, Approach. Over."

The pilot smiled with relief. In just 15 minutes, the plane would be on the ground and he could get out and stretch his legs. He had been sitting in this blasted chair for hours now, and his bladder was really straining.

Just 15 more minutes, he thought.


Elsa and Anna walked through the doorway into the visitor's center. It was a small, modern building, with tables with maps and small items on top positioned all around the main room. Along the walls stood bookshelves with countless books on the castle and the royal family. In the center of the room was a small welcome desk, behind which was a tour guide who looked like she was around fifty years old.

The sisters looked around. "Whoa," Anna whispered, "This place is pretty cool, considering most of it is about us." Elsa shook her head disapprovingly at Anna's excessive ego.

"Hello!" greeted the guide. "Welcome to Arendelle Castle! Would you like to take a tour today?"

Anna jumped up and down in excitement. "Yes! I SOOO want to go on one!"

The guide looked at her strangely. "Very good. Well, my colleague Amanda is leading the next tour, which is leaving in…" she looked at her watch, "…two minutes. It will be starting in the theatre right back there." She pointed to a door along the back wall. "Have fun!"

Elsa smiled thinly. "Thank you very much for your help." They walked off towards the door.

Elsa did not look pleased. "Anna, you need to chill some."

Anna snickered. "Chill? Easy for you to say." Elsa paused for a moment, the joke not sinking in. After about two seconds, she broke into peals of laughter. Anna just looked on, amused. "About time you got it."

They walked through the door, Elsa still chuckling. They stopped cold. In front of them was a larger-than-life painting of themselves. Elsa alone was seven feet tall, and was staring down upon those entering the theatre with the confident half-smirk that she had perfected over the last year. Anna stood beside her with a thin smile.

"I remember posing for this one," Anna remembered. "You guys had to threaten to take away my chocolate if I didn't hold still." A small smile came to her lips at the memory.

Elsa sighed and walked on. "It worked," she softly stated.

They walked a little further until the small hallway she was in opened up into a small theatre, with a large white screen on one wall and sixteen large leather chairs facing it. Seven people were already in the room; three couples and the guide. Upon seeing them, the guide walked up and introduced herself. "Hi, my name's Amanda, and I will be your guide today. Please, if you have any questions, don't be afraid to ask."

Anna chuckled mischievously. "Believe me, that will so not be an issue." Elsa grinned.

Amanda looked at them for a second, appraising them. After a few seconds, she finally said, "Okay, that sounds good. Please find a seat. The show will be starting soon."

Elsa tilted her head. "Wait, I'm confused. Isn't this a castle tour?" Amanda nodded her head up and down. "Then why are we watching a show?"

Amanda quickly replied, "It is simply an orientation video, to give you some of the castle's history." Elsa remained skeptical, but sat down in one of the chairs anyway. Anna quickly joined her.

The other people in the room moved over to sit down as well, leaving Amanda the only one still standing. After she was sure that no one else was coming, she began the tour. "Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to the Royal Palace of Arendelle. My name is Amanda, and I will be your guide today. Before we can go into the castle, however, we have a short video to show you. Please enjoy." She walked to the back of the room and sat down.

Over the next few seconds, the lights dimmed and a glow began coming from the screen on the wall. Soon after, the screen blacked out, and a deep voice began speaking, coming from the ceiling.

"Hello, and welcome to Arendelle. For more than a hundred and fifty years, the small but proud country was ruled from within these walls by monarchs like Nathan the Wise, Gustaf the Kind, and the most famous of all, Queen Elsa the Great." For each of the monarchs, the official portrait flashed across the screen, including the painting of Elsa in her ice gown.

Next, a view came on, showing the castle. "The Castle has always been a symbol of solidarity for Arendelle, with their rulers looking out for all, rich and poor alike, and leading the country through prosperity and peace, as well as depression and war.

"When you first enter through the gates…" The video proceeded to give a complete rundown of the castle, room by room. By the time they got to the servant locker room, Anna was drooling in her slumber and Elsa was barely awake. Elsa's eyes closed…

"Well, any questions about the video?" Amanda asked. Elsa and Anna jolted awake as if struck by lightning. Amanda continued looking around the theatre for questions. There were none. "Okay. Let's get this show on the road, shall we?"

The tour group walked out of the visitors' center into the castle proper. The other people in the group oohed and aahed as they crossed the courtyard. With the exception of Elsa and Anna. They were more interested in how the city had grown to cover the hills around the fjord. It's sad, Elsa thought. The fjord used to be so green and beautiful, but now it just looks gray and dirty. She sighed.

The tour group reached the two fountains in front of the castle entrance. Here Amanda stopped. "Here, right where you're standing, is where Queen Elsa revealed her cryokinetic powers to the kingdom."

"What did she do?" an older man asked.

"Well, she ran out right through those doors over there after her coronation. Remember, since this was the first time in around ten years that the castle gates had been open, this whole courtyard would have been simply packed with people, both to show the queen their support and to try to catch a glimpse of her." The man nodded thoughtfully. "Anyway, after she had frozen the ballroom, she ran away, but was pursued by the Duke of Weselton."

A teenager spoke up: "Where was Weselton?

"Weselton was a small coastal Germanic nation, which became part of Germany during its unification in 1871. Good question. Continuing, she ran out here and tried to make her way through the crowd. But at this point in the Queen's life, she was really quite shy."

Shy? Seriously? Elsa thought. I don't think I would use that word.

Amanda continued. "So when everyone in the courtyard started shouting out to her, she became even more scared. She reached out and froze this fountain." Everyone in the group

The older man spoke up again. "Wait, so she frosted the base of the fountain over, is that what you're saying?"

Amanda smiled. "No. The fountains were working at the time, so when she froze it, the water actually froze in midair. The people who wrote about it describe it as one of the most awe-inspiring and frightening things they ever saw. Well, the second-most frightening thing. What the queen did next is quite frightening. What she did next…" Amanda stood between the fountains and held her hands out in front of her, "…was freeze the front steps. She just shot ice and snow from her hands at the Duke of Weselton, almost as if she were firing a magical RPG." Two young boys nodded their heads in understanding. Elsa just shook her head in disapproval. Why are they comparing me to a weapon even now? She thought. I think that I have proven to everyone over the last few months that I am not a monster.

Amanda looked around the group. "Any questions?" Seeing none, she continued, "Okay. Moving on."

They walked through the doors and made a right turn. A large hallway with paintings and sculptures lining the walls stretched out before them. At the very end of the hallway towered a huge open door. The ballroom stretched into the distance beyond.

Anna looked back down the hallway behind her. She saw a door along the inner wall, and knew that led into a tunnel to the kitchens. Further down, she saw the entrance to the Council's chambers. She sighed. I want to go home.

As they walked through the doorway into the ballroom, Amanda began again. "This is where Her Majesty first used her powers in public."

The older man interjected, "Wait, but I thought that she first reveled her powers in the courtyard. Did it actually happen here?"

Amanda sighed in exasperation. "The queen first used her powers in front of other people in this room. However, as the room was full of only foreign dignitaries, she first revealed her powers to Arendelle in the courtyard. Do you see the difference?"

The man nodded and replied, "Yes, I believe that I do." He appeared quite irritated at her response

Amanda then told them all to walk around the room as they pleased, but asked that they not touch anything. The sisters walked around for a minute or two. Before long, they were standing in front of the platform at the end of the room with the thrones on top. Amanda saw them and walked over. "So, you two like the thrones, huh? Don't they look like they are so comfortable?"

It took all of the self-control Elsa had not to laugh at that statement. Instead, she quietly answered her, saying, "Yes, they may look comfortable, but they are most definitely not. There is a reason why during parties in here the queen and princess would stand in front of the thrones instead of sitting in them."

Amanda muttered, "Huh," then, "Hey, how do you guys know so much about this place?"

Anna turned to walk away. Over her shoulder she stated, "We've spent some time here before." She then walked away from Amanda, Elsa close behind. Elsa could barely hide the smirk that threatened to show itself.

Amanda watched them leave, suspicion and confusion evident on her face. After a beat, Amanda shook her head, looked at her watch and yelled, "Okay, let's keep moving!"


A few miles away, the NSA jet touched down on the main runway at Arendelle International.

In the main cabin while the plane taxied to the general aviation terminal, the special operations men checked their weapons, ensuring each was battle ready.

They were all carrying silenced .45 caliber Glock handguns with laser and red-dot sights. They were using the .45 caliber round since it was subsonic, meaning that there would be no sonic crack when fired. When the gun was also silenced, it would be quieter than a man yelling. In addition, under their shirts they wore cutting edge bulletproof vests. Made of carbon nanotubes, they were rated to stop a sniper round point blank. In effect, it made them invulnerable.

After they were sure that their guns were loaded and in working order, they put them in the slide-out storage compartments under their seats in preparation for going through Arendellian customs.

The jet taxied up to the terminal and parked. While the engines were shutting down, a white BMW and two black Escalades drove out to the aircraft. Once the engines were finally shut down, the copilot put down the door on the left side of the aircraft, and an older man dressed in a suit got out of the BMW. He walked up to the copilot, who was squatting just inside the door to the aircraft.

The man from the BMW greeted, "Good day to you, sir! I trust your flight was uneventful?"

The copilot smiled. "Oh, it was. We all are rather anxious to get off of the aircraft, however, so if you could clear us through customs quickly, it would be much appreciated."

"Indeed, sir! All I need you to do is sign here and show me your passengers' passports and your entire party will be cleared through Customs." The copilot signed, and the customs inspector took the clipboard back. He then said, "Just as a formality, I need to take a look inside your aircraft. Would that be okay?"

"Of course! Please, come aboard!" The inspector climbed up, first looking aft into the main cabin, where he saw multiple men dressed in suits, and then forward into the cockpit.

The inspector was pleased. "Everything looks in order. On behalf of the Crown Regent, welcome to Arendelle! And by the way, your country's Embassy has sent you these two vehicles."

"Good to hear," the copilot replied. "And thank you very much."

The inspector smiled. "My pleasure. And please enjoy your stay." The inspector climbed back down the stairs and got back into his BMW.

As the inspector drove away, in the main cabin of the aircraft, the men removed the handguns from under their seats and tucked them away in shoulder holsters underneath their jackets.

They were in.


The group stopped at a large door in a hallway. Everyone seemed lost after navigating countless hallways and staircases, except for Anna and Elsa. They knew exactly where they were. Right now, they stood outside Anna's room.

Amanda turned to the group, an old key in her hand. "Behind this door is Princess Anna's old room. Over the years we have tried to keep it as historically accurate as possible. But please, don't touch anything." She unlocked the door and opened it. Everyone excitedly walked in.

As soon as Anna passed the threshold, she noticed how old everything was. Her nightstand, once spotless and new, was now worn down and dull. Her bed, once covered with the best fabrics Arendelle could offer, was faded. Everything in her room, from the furniture to the walls, was old and faded. She had thought that seeing her room would make her feel safe and at home. Instead, it made her feel quite depressed and alienated.

Elsa saw her sister literally deflate before her. It physically hurt her so see her sister so disheartened. Since her coronation, Elsa had taken care of Anna, had helped to raise her spirits when she had nightmares, had gone on day trips into the city with her, and had tried to make her feel better. Yet she was helpless, standing there among strangers who, if time had passed like it should have, had been born a hundred and fifty years after their death. Who knows how they will react if they realize that we are two hundred and twenty years old? Elsa thought. So she stood there in silence, watching her sister deal with her temporary depression, knowing there was nothing that she could do.

Then Amanda called out, "Okay folks, let's keep moving!" They all walked out of the room and went down the hall.


On the road leaving the airport, two black Escalades shot down the street. They wove through the traffic in formation one after the other, like in a movie. Inside, the NSA team turned on their in-ear radios, like the ones that the Secret Service use. Then one by one, they all performed a comms check, testing to see if they would be able to hear everyone else during the upcoming mission. That finished, they all performed function checks on their weapons one more time, racking back the slide to see if it would stick, turning on the red-dot sights, and visually confirming that a round was chambered and the quantity of rounds in the magazine.

The vehicles sped towards the palace.


The tour group walked into Elsa's office. This room, unlike all the others, was roped off so that only a small area was available to stand in. On the far wall hung that portrait of Elsa painted so long ago.

For the sisters, it was go time. They politely pushed their way to the edge of the group and then jumped over the rope. Behind them, Amanda began yelling at them.

They didn't listen. Elsa motioned for Anna to begin looking for the crystal by the far wall. There was a chance, she had thought, that the crystal may have bounced across the floor and hit that wall. She, however, was focusing on her desk, where the crystal had the highest chance of being. She did not notice Amanda calling for the security guard who was in the hall.

She checked under her desk, in the drawers, and even on top of the desk but could not find it. Then she heard a voice that made her freeze.

"Stop!" roared the security guard from the doorway. Anna looked back at him in fear, but Elsa stared him down. Technically he's loyal to me, she thought. "What the hell do you think you are doing?" he bellowed.

Elsa slowly stood up and stared back at him. She decided that being vague was the best course of action. She evenly replied, "We are searching for something we lost."

The guard was not pleased with her response. In fact, now he was even more ticked. "Who do you think you are?"

Elsa stared back at him, and only one thought was in her mind.

Well now they know! Let it go!


Amanda stood behind the guard, wondering what was going to happen next. She was curious as to why the girls seemed so familiar to her. Who knows, she thought, maybe they were on Wheel of Fortune or something.

At this point her responsibilities concerning the incident were basically done. She had told the two girls to get back over the rope, and when they disregarded her, had brought in the guard. Now all she wanted to do was watch as the guard either had them thrown out or arrested. She figuratively sat back to enjoy the show.

"Who do you think you are?" the guard yelled.

The blond girl's posture suddenly changed. Whereas before she had seemed a little timid or insecure, almost afraid of something, she now looked exactly the opposite. Where have I seen her before? She looks so familiar.

The girl swallowed once and then spoke with an authoritative voice; "My name is Her Royal Majesty Queen Elsa, rightful ruler and sovereign leader of Arendelle." Amanda's jaw dropped. Oh, crap.

The guard did not look convinced. "Really!? You expect me to believe that you are Queen Elsa?"

The girl smiled. "No, actually, I expected that you wouldn't. Allow me to change that." With a flourish, she waved her hand over herself, and a beautiful dress began to form. The short-sleeved shirt and jeans she had been wearing previously vaporized, leaving nothing but ice in their wake. Mist and snowflakes shot up from the floor around her feet, transforming her as they climbed. She then swiped her arm backwards, and a transparent blue cape materialized behind her. After five seconds total had elapsed, she was dressed entirely in ice and snow. "Believe me now?"

Amanda's eyes twitched back and forth, alternating between the girl and the two hundred year old painting of the Queen on the far wall. After a few seconds, she fainted and fell forward onto the floor.


Elsa watched the tour guide faint. Well, I think that's a new one. I've had people scream when I use my powers, but… A woman screamed at the back of the tour group. Darn. It happened again.

Elsa realized that she needed to decide how to move forward. I really have no clue what their culture will influence them to do. However, since Arendelle historically is a small country, they will be used to having other powers influence them in the past century or so. Elsa then decided, I think the Shock and Awe strategy will work nicely.

She resumed talking to the guard, who was speechless. "What we are doing here, since you so calmly asked, is looking for a crystal. We lost it in here when we were sent forward in time, and thought that it might have still been in here. Are you aware of anyone finding a crystal in here?"

The guard was still speechless, but began to move again when a device clipped to his belt squawked. "Front Gate to Command, we have a situation out front. A motorcade of two black Sports Utility Vehicles just pulled up to the end of the bridge, but no one is getting out. Do we have a VIP visiting today?"

Some sixth sense told Elsa that something was wrong. When she turned around she saw that it had bothered Anna as well. They both ran to the balcony to look out over the city, the guard close behind. Just as the device had said, there at the end of the bridge sat two black vehicles. What worried her, however, were the men she could see in the front seats. They were all staring at her from behind black glasses. Then she noticed what they were wearing.

They are dressed just like Agent Stevens and that other woman we encountered when we were kidnapped. Then an even more chilling realization struck her. It's them. We've been followed.

She turned around and strode away from the balcony in a she-means-business mode. She walked towards the guard. "You. How does the device on your hip work?" she asked, her voice clear and crisp.

He stuttered, "The radio?"

"Yes. How does it work?"

"Well, it uses electromagnetic radiation to…"

"Let me rephrase that; how do you operate it? Quickly!"

"You-u hold it up to your mouth, push this button, and talk." He demonstrated it.

"And everyone can hear you?"

"Well, yes."

She held out her hand. "Give it to me." He did.

She held the radio up to her face, pushed the button, and started speaking calmly and slowly. "Attention all Castle Guard units. This is Queen Elsa. On my order, the two vehicles by the bridge are hereby designated hostile. Close the gates and prepare to defend the castle against armed attack."

A voice answered, "Who is this?"

She flicked her wrist and the air within the castle walls plummeted to a chilly three degrees Fahrenheit. She waited a beat before letting the temperature rise again. "Any more questions?" There were none. "Secure the castle. I am coming down to the courtyard."

A voice came back over the radio. "Yes, Your Majesty!"

The guard numbly took the radio back as Elsa walked away. Behind her, Anna called out, "Elsa, please don't get killed!"

Elsa looked back and gave her a reassuring smile. As she moved quickly down the hall, her hand waved over her body one more time. Her ice dress that she had only been wearing for ninety seconds was transformed into a battle dress. Her torso was covered with armor plates. Her arms were armored with an ice exoskeleton. The cape behind her vaporized. As an afterthought, she turned the ice black.

As she neared the end of the hallway more snow shot out of her hands. As she turned the corner, Anna could see what was held in her hands.

Elsa, clad in a black ice battle suit, carried two three-foot long swords.

Anna grimly smiled. The NSA did not know what it was messing with.


Author's Note: Hope you guys enjoyed it! Just as a warning, the next chapter might be more accurately rated T for violence. However, since it will probably only apply to the next chapter, I will not change the overall rating of the story. My apologies to any pacifists reading this. If you like this idea, please tell me in the review section. If you don't like this idea… also tell me in the review section. I personally feel that this is necessary in order to advance the storyline to where it needs to be.

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