A/N: Hey guys. Sorry it's been a while, but school started, which takes up a ton of time, and I'm trying to finish my paperwork for my Eagle Scout Project. Again, sorry for the delay.

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Superblade

Chapter 8

I woke to the sound of battle. Huh? I was lying face up, my limbs cast around me like I was thrown from a great height. I quickly rolled over and pushed myself up. Where am I?

Around me a great battle ensued. I saw many soldiers and a few Assassins. I couldn't see any Templars, but they don't wear any distinguishing marks, other than the cross-shaped necklace that was practically invisible. I quickly dodged a man running at me, sword raised, screaming a battle cry. I sidestepped and stabbed him with my hidden blade.

I looked around, looking for someone I knew. A face caught my eye. Kate, her head lolled to the side, and blood all around her torso. She had her cutlass in her right hand, and a pistol in her left. She died fighting. No!

I tore my gaze from her form and saw a large orange glow coming from a hill over a few hundred yards away. I ran closer, slipping on the hot sand. Wasn't I on... huh? I found a large metal tube pointed straight at my head, not six inches from the tip of my nose. Cannon! I didn't duck in time.

A loud boom filled my ears, and a bright flash filled my eyes. I felt a huge pain in my head, not face... I don't think I even had a face... and nothing. I saw a bright light, before a woman clothed in gold appeared before me.

When she spoke, her voice seemed to echo. "You have seen the future... Protect the Chosen... Or what you have seen will come to pass..."

I found that I was able to not really speak, but think what I wanted to say. "Minerva! Who is the Chosen? Tell me!"

"I gave you power to protect the Chosen... Use it wisely..."

Minerva faded from my vision, and I sat up, shaking in a cold sweat. I brushed the hair out of my eyes and pulled my hood closer around my head. I stiffly got up and looked around.

The ice block was just where I had seen it created the night before. I saw the silhouette of Elsa in the block. I glanced at the distance between the sun and the horizon. According to my estimate, it was about seven in the morning. It's like the middle of the night! I slightly chuckled at the quote from my teenage years.

I did a quick check on all my weapons. I unsheathed my hidden blades and sheathed them again, breaking the small amount of frost on the mechanism. I loosened the dagger in my boot, also breaking the frost. I straightened and stretched. I summoned a warm wind to go through my clothes and chase the frost from my bones.

I walked to my charge and knocked on the wall of ice surrounding her. The wall of ice slowly retreated downwards, and I saw the Queen sitting up on the edge of her ice bed. As she rubbed the sleep from her eyes, I slightly smiled at the state her hair was in. I think it made her about three feet taller.

Reminds me of Kate... My smile immediately turned into a frown. The fight that ensued after I found her like that was... let's just say... my crotch was very sore for a few days, as well as my jaw.

"Wha... Oh, Will. What... time is it?" she said, pausing several times for loud yawns.

"Approximately seven in the morning," I replied, shifting from foot to foot.

She looked at my like I was insane. "Why so early?!"

I furrowed my eyebrows. "Uh... we need to get to Arendelle and unfreeze it..?"

She immediately looked towards the ground. She pulled her knees up to her chest, hugging them close. She looked up at me, and I could see water filling her cerulean eyes.

"But I- I don't know how!" she pleaded.

I took an easy stance. I looked at the ice room that she had created and frowned. "It seems like you can create things just fine. How do you do it?"

She took on a thoughtful expression. "Uh... I use the fear of my power that I have felt ever since I found it... and I just... will it into being."

I nodded. It sounded familiar, except for the fear. I never feared my power. I used determination to make the power of the wind flow; it was normally unpredictable. I decided to voice my thoughts to Elsa.

"Now, I have a different power, but I used determination instead of fear. Do you want to try that?" She nodded slowly. "First, let's get out of the ice... box you created." I backed up; she stood and followed.

"Okay. Create a little thing of ice. Nothing too difficult." I waited as Elsa formed a small block of ice. "Now, focus on your determination; your determination to make it thaw."

Her face scrunched up. She held her hand out, as if she was forming it with her own hand. The ice quivered, and she lost focus completely. She bent over her knees, breathing heavily.

"Whe... when it shook... I lost focus... I don't think that works well..." she said slowly.

I nodded. I thought further. When I wanted a wind to dissipate... I just... stopped caring. The opposite of determination... is apathy! "Maybe... what is the opposite of fear?" I asked Elsa.

She straightened, looking thoughtful. "Uh... love?"I looked at her incredulously. Wow.

"I'm thinking more on the lines of acceptance. Try it." She looked at me.

"Acceptance?"

"I dunno... try to accept your power for what it is?"

"Oh! Like letting it go?" Huh?

"Uh... sure."

"Nope. That only works for creating stuff." She held up her hand when I tried to interject. "Trust me, I tried."

I shrugged.

She got a look of enlightenment on her face. "Wait!" I froze. "The opposite of fear is love!" Before I could say anything, she swung around to the little cube.

She closed her eyes in concentration. Immediately her expression softened and the ice block began to thaw. My jaw dropped. The ice room she created last night also began to melt. I looked around, and in only a few moments, the clearing we were in was completely defrosted.

Elsa opened her eyes, and jumped up and down repeatedly in happiness. She glanced over at me, saw my expression, and laughed at me. I shook my head and mock-glared at her.

"Underestimated the power of love, did ya?" Elsa joked playfully. I smiled lightly, but I instantly remembered the time love wasn't enough.

"Te - tell... everyone that I- I love them..."

I looked at Elsa, who was looking curiously at my changed expression.

"Sometimes... Love isn't enough. Let's go. You still need to thaw Arendelle."

"I love ya, bro..."

"Alex!"