Okay guys, this was a pretty hard chapter to write as I've never had to resurrect anyone from the dead before and believe me I've had to rely on the magical aspect of it a lot.

Thank you once again for all your support.

Anyway I hope it is satisfactory. Read and enjoy.

Light, so much bright light, it was blinding. She was floating, her body as light as air. Everything around her was so silent so calming and she felt no hurt or pain, she was free.

She felt like she was in heaven but there were no angels, or golden gates, yet it was peaceful and serene.

She collected her thoughts at how she had ended up here, but it was a struggle, everything was hazy. The last conscious thought she had was of a soft soothing voice comforting her. Anna? It was her sister, her best friend the one she now remembered she had had to leave...all alone. That feeling of complete helplessness overwhelmed her. Why would I just leave her to face such a harsh, cruel world alone? But then reality set in and she realized her sister was better off without her. Anna would become Queen, she was kind and caring and would lead the people to prosperity. She would make a life for herself, have a family something she herself could never have.

It's not so bad here.

No sooner had that thought invaded her mind she felt it, a spark, a charge, like electricity coursing through her entire body. She screamed in agony as she struggled with sudden intense physical pain. What's happening to me? A surge of energy flowed through her veins, her body felt heavy, and then as suddenly as she had come to this place, she was violently ripped away.

Cold. She was extremely cold, she was on the verge of shivering, which felt strange as usually the cold never bothered her. She was no longer floating, instead she was laying on something soft, and unbelievably comfortable.

Her eyes slowly fluttered open, and although her vision was blurry she conveyed her immediate surroundings only to find them dim and fuzzy. She felt numb and slightly disorientated. It took several seconds for everything to become brighter and more defined. She blinked a couple of more times and as her vision completely cleared she was instantly met by a white light. No not exactly a white light, but pure white walls, a white ceiling, even the window was covered in a blanket of frost which glistened as the sunlight from outside shone through it. Light snow flurries whirled around the entire room showering her. Gradually her body felt like it was adjusting to the extreme low temperature and she starting to feel warm.

Elsa was instantly aware of a presence close by. "Elsa is it really you?"

Elsa turned sharply to the sound of a voice and saw two affectionate eyes staring down at her, smiling. It was strange, but somehow she instantly recognized him.

"Olaf?"

"I'm glad you haven't forgotten about me," he chuckled.

A small smile spread across her lips. "Forget about you. I could never forget about you." After all how could she? He was the reminder of her and Anna's childhood innocence.

But her head was still swimming, her thoughts so cloudy. "Olaf, what happened?"

"Well..." the little snowman hesitated momentarily. Does she really want to know? "Erm... you... you know you..."

Elsa's expression turned more serious. "Olaf what happened to me? Where is Anna?"

"Well you were kind of...dead."

Elsa gasped. "Dead?" So I really was in heaven.

"Yeah it was so sad, and everyone was crying, especially Princess Anna...and Hans," Olaf explained.

"Hans?"

Olaf giggled. "Yeah and he kissed you."

Elsa's eyes widened. "Kissed me?"

"And he said he loved you." Olaf danced around the bed excitedly. "Isn't that so romantic, and it must have really worked because here you are."

"A kiss? I was brought back because of a kiss?"

The little snowman nodded. "Not just any kiss. The kiss of true love. Yep! Never underestimate the power of true love, it is after all the strongest magic there is, and I should know considering I'm a love expert and all."

This was too much to take in. Kisses or true love, or whatever does not bring people back from the dead. It just isn't possible, or is it? Well she had no time to focus on that right now, more importantly she needed to know what had happened to Anna. "Olaf where is my sister?"

"The nasty men came and took her, and Hans and Kristoff...and..."

Elsa immediately shushed him. "Did you say Kristoff?" Was that the mountain man who was with Anna at my ice palace?

"Yes I did. He's Anna new love interest. They'll deny it, but I can tell they are so into each other."

Elsa asked Olaf to continue. "Sorry you were saying about who took Anna."

"Yes you know that hideous short one and those scary looking ruffians he had with him. Very displeasing on the eyes those ones."

Elsa struggled to sit up. "Olaf I need to find Anna now!" She swung her legs around and attempted to push herself off the bed, but once her legs touched the floor she collapsed in a heap.

Olaf quickly appeared at her side. "Hey Elsa, I don't think this is a good idea, you're still weak." He helped steady her up. "Maybe you just need to wait until your stronger."

"I can't Olaf, the Duke had his men try to kill me, actually they did kill me. I know he won't hesitate to hurt Anna when she's no longer useful." She ignored her own lack of strength. "Olaf can you help me?"

This wasn't a good idea but how could he deny his master. Elsa leant on the snowman for support as best she could and they headed to the door. Elsa reached for the handle but it was locked.

"Stand back Olaf." Elsa raised her hand ready to freeze the lock. What? A small feeble ball of ice whirled in her hand, but then it quickly dissipated. She tried again but all she succeeded in doing was freezing her own hand. "I don't understand."

Olaf stepped forward. "Don't worry, I've got this." He removed his carrot nose and placed it in the keyhole. With a few wiggles there was a click and the door unlocked.

"Very useful Olaf," the Queen complimented. As they headed into the empty hallway Elsa stared at her hands in dismay. If her powers had somehow been weakened, how was she supposed to save Anna and the others.

The Duke was staring out of the window in the Queens council room. The wicked sorceress was dead, summer had returned and once he got rid of the Princess and her pesky friends he would truly be leader of this kingdom. Who said there had to be royal marriages and all that formality to secure a place in a royal kingdom. Everything is falling into place just liked I had hoped. He was relishing in delight when Frederick and Henrik burst into the room.

He spun around. "Why are you two not with the Princess!?"

The two guards were panting heavily almost out of breath. Henrik was the first to speak. "I-It's Prince Hans...he attacked me. He h-has some kind of magic too, just like the Queen."

The Duke folded his arms reservedly "What are you blubbering about? Prince Hans is locked in the dungeon."

Henrik took another gulp of air. "He must of escaped. Captain Manus was with him too, and that blond haired fellow."

The Duke stomped his foot down in anger, his face flushed a dark shade of red. "This cannot be!"

"They took the Princess," Henrik added. "I just about escaped with my life."

"Find them! And make sure you tell the others that if you do encounter any of the prisoners they are to be killed on sight. Do you understand?"

"Both men nodded."

"And find the Princess, she is my only leverage. I am so close to my goal, I can't afford for anything to go wrong now," the Duke concluded.

Kristoff watched as Anna slept soundly. They had found one of the guest chambers and he had tucked Anna in the bed so she could rest. He couldn't imagine how scared she must of been, he was glad they'd only succeeded in getting her slightly drunk. The thought of any of those scumbags forcibly taking her innocence away enraged him.

"Hey ice boy," Hans called. "The captain, and I are going to scour the immediate vicinity. Will you be okay here with the Princess until we get back?"

Kristoff gently nodded. "Yeah I'll be fine."

Captain Manus placed a sword down on a dresser. "Here, just in case."

Kristoff acknowledged him before turning back to Anna. He swiped a stray hair from her face. He guessed she was cute when she was sleeping, although when she was awake, that was another matter. He had such a hard time keeping up with her constant chattering, yet the more he thought about it the more he realized how much he adored her constant chattering, and he wouldn't have it any other way.

Anna stirred in her sleep, a small whimper escaped her lips. Elsa? Then she was falling, spiralling, into a pit of pure darkness. She landed with a thud on the ground. In reality the impact should have killed her, but as she patted herself down, she came to the conclusion she was very much alive. Where was she? She had no idea. She stood up and began walking, but all she was met with was darkness. She ran until she stumbled, landing heavily on the ground, scraping her bare knees. She raised her head as a dark figure stealthily approached her. He was short with white hair, a moustache and a crooked nose, yes she recognized that face it was the Duke.

"Princess Anna?"

She was hauled to her feet by two sets of strong arms. "What do you want now?" she spat.

"The same thing that you want. Power, a crown, a kingdom."

"What?" Now she was confused.

The Duke clicked his fingers. "Bring the prisoner."

Anna watched in disbelief as a young woman was dragged forwards towards her. She was wearing a white dress, but with that porcelain skin, and that platinum blonde hair there was no doubt about it. "Elsa?"

The Duke handed her the jewelled dagger. "There is only one thing standing in your way Princess. One thing preventing you from all that glory. This witch!"

Elsa never moved, never struggled, she just stared at Anna, her face holding a blank expression, like she didn't care what was happening.

"You know what have you do Princess. You have to kill her."

No! "She's my sister!"

The Duke crept closer, whispering in her ear goading her on. "Do it! She isn't your sister, she is nothing but an embodiment of evil."

"NO!"

"She is dangerous. She will be responsible for murdering hundreds of people, even those you care about. Do you really want their blood on your hands?"

His words were numbing. What if he is right? Anna stepped closer to her sister. She gripped the dagger tightly, her hands shaking. "I'm sorry." She closed her eyes before she drove the dagger into Elsa's heart. Elsa gasped before she immediately sank to the ground, her pristine white dress now drenched in blood.

Anna looked at her hands they were covered in her sisters blood, she gasped in shock, the dagger clatterering to the ground. What have I done? The last words Anna heard from her sister was "Why?" Immediately she heard a loud rumble, a ear splitting crack and then the ground opened up and several hands reached up, grabbing her. They ripped at every part of her flesh, tearing away at her, pulling her down.

Anna was screaming. Her eyes were still closed, but her arms were flailing in every direction. "NOOOOO!"

Kristoff attempted to calm her. "Anna wake up! You're having a bad dream!" At least I think she is. "PLEASE WAKE UP!"

Anna could feel strong arms restraining her and she threw out her hands wildly. "GET OFF ME!" She threw yet another punch in Kristoff's direction.

Kristoff instantly ducked. "Anna! Stop! It's me Kristoff. I'm not going to hurt you, just calm down."

Anna opened her eyes, realizing she was no longer being swallowed up by the earth. There were no hands ripping out her soul. No, she was safe and in the comfort of a warm bed.

"Are you alright?" Kristoff asked concernedly.

"I killed her! I killed her! It's my fault she's dead. Elsa's dead because of me."

Kristoff shook his head. "You did not kill her, this isn't your fault," he reassured her best he could.

She looked down at her hands. Nope no blood. "I didn't?" she asked meekly.

"No you didn't."

His words were kind and in that moment she felt slightly embarrassed. "I'm sorry." She wrapped her arms around him, staring into his light brown eyes, before her lips met his.

Kristoff was a little hesitant at her advances. The last thing he wanted to do was take advantage of her when she was this vulnerable.

"What is it?" she asked him.

Kristoff stuttered. "I-I just don't think this is the best time..." Before he could finish his sentence he was being tugged closer. "Okay well if you insist." Their lips met, it was a gentle brush at first then it deepened. He was rather enjoying it until she immediately pulled away.

"I'm sorry," he quickly apologized thinking he had done something wrong. "Anna?" Her eyes were not focused on him though but rather they were staring past him, a look of shock and horror on her face. Then he heard a crack and then nothing but complete darkness.

Henrik stood there smirking. "There you are Princess. I've been looking everywhere for you...did you miss me?"

Well what another angst filled chapter, Anna seems awfully traumatized by everything that has happened. The best thing is though that Elsa is alive, yes she is not at full power...yet but what would you expect from someone that was dead and also Hans has absorbed some of her powers. Oh and never fear Henrik is not about to get hold of Anna again. So thoughts on the dream sequence? Could it be just be a random dream or perhaps some kind of premonition? Would I really do something horrific to you readers again...well I guess you'll need to wait and see.