I apologise for the infrequent updates. Either way, I have another fanfiction totally unrelated to this one about The Dark Knight (because that's the sort of thing you do after writing a Frozen fanfiction). Either way, as usual please follow and review. Thanks.

Chapter 9:

Elsa was making her way from the trolls as she felt a familiar shiver down her spine. Suddenly there was a clattering behind her. She span urgently. Nothing. Just freshly fallen snow, her footsteps being the only thing there to cause disruption to the smooth, untampered surface. But she had definitely heard a clattering sound. Then there was something else. BANG! Like something had hit a solid, stone surface. Voices began to swirl in the wind.

"What's the matter Anna?" the smooth voice of the Snow Queen whispered. "Scared?"

Then, before Elsa's eyes, flashed an image. The worst image. Anna lay there, only slightly breathing, as if she had relinquished all hope.

"If your dear little sister hasn't saved you before midnight," the Snow Queens voice echoed, "then the wolves meet you, and they're so very very hungry." Then the image flickered and a girl with shoulder length black hair was there, slumped in the corner. "And don't you think I take pity on children either."

"I'm not a child," the girl said, "and I'm not scared of people like YOU."

"Oh but my sweetest Rapunzel," the Snow Queen hissed, "I didn't threaten you."

The image fizzled and Elsa's eyes opened and slowly she turned and began to make her ways back to the trolls. The Snow Queens magic was taking over again.


Elsa held Papabee by the throat.

"I want Flynn Ryder," Elsa hissed.

"Elsa, I don't know what magic has been dealt to you but you must fight it…" the defenceless troll pleaded only for Elsa to hurl him to the side.

"I will get him either way," Elsa spat, rage in her ice blue eyes, her pupils solitary dots as she made her way into the tent structure which contained Eugene.

Eugene felt himself being yanked upwards, out from his slumber and in to consciousness. Elsa held him by the scruff of the neck.

"Mr Ryder," Elsa hissed. "We had a deal!"

"What?" a totally stunned Eugene asked, the only answer he received to be thrown half way across the room.

"You had a deal with the Snow Queen!" Elsa spat. "Do you not recall it?"

Eugene stared at the crazed looking woman. He had no idea what that was supposed to mean. All he knew about the Snow Queen was that she had attacked Corona and taken his pregnant wife.

"Wait, aren't you Queen Elsa of Arrendelle?" he questioned.

"Not at the moment, no," Elsa laughed, a silvery spike emerging from her hand. "Don't you remember our deal Eugene?"

"I don't know what you mean…"

"Oh come on Eugene, do rack your brains before I slit your throat," Elsa replied, her eyes filled with a curious mixture of amusement and hatred.

Eugene stared in terror at the woman standing over him.

"A count down then?" Elsa asked. "Five…"

"I don't know what you want!"

"Four…"

"I'm not lying."

"Three…"

The spike was getting closer to his throat.

"Two…"

"I have a pregnant wife… Please!"

Elsa seemed to pause before grinning. "One," she spat.

She grabbed Eugene but suddenly she stopped and stared. There was a needle in her neck, Lilly Morstan clutching it. Elsa's grip on the spike of ice slackened and fell to the ground, shattering into a million splinters. Elsa fell to the ground.


Elsa's eyes flickered open. Only moments had passed.

"You're more used to Lexathane now Elsa," Lilly told her. "You should be fine."

"I… nearly killed a guy," Elsa said, horrified at the prospect.

"Yeah," Eugene said from the background. "That was me."

"Get some rest," Lilly said. "By the way, do you really think I would let you go out alone?"

Elsa found she was slumped on the bed Eugene had inhabited, Eugene having been moved to a chair, now apparently second most urgent case on the scene.

"Mr Ryder, do you recall dealing with the Snow Queen?" Lilly questioned.

"No, I don't," Eugene replied, "and my name isn't Ryder, its Eugene Fitzherbert."

"I thought she called you…"

"She did," Eugene said. "I used to be Flynn Ryder but I'm not now."

Lilly really wasn't in the mood for asking too many questions and certainly not when the person she was questioning chose to talk in riddles. She turned to Elsa.

"What about you? What happened at your end of things?" she quizzed.

Elsa paused in an attempt to remember. When the memories returned she wanted them to go away again.

"She's going to kill Anna," Elsa said, panicked. "We need to get into Arrendelle before midnight or else she is going to kill her… and a child…"

"A child?" Eugene shouted. "Which child?"

"She didn't specify," Elsa replied, "but she has every one in Arrendelle to choose from so she isn't in shortage of hostages."

Eugene stared. He doubted it was a member of the Arrendelle community the Snow Queen was talking about. He got up.

"We are going to find her. I can break in where necessary. Let Flynn have one last hurrah," he said. "When we find her we kill her."

"I don't want to kill her," Elsa objected. "Not if we can help it."

"Well then, whoever gets to her first gets to choose her fate," Eugene said. "I don't intend to let her live, you two can do what you want. The games on."