CH.10: Race for cover

Elsa had managed to elude the zombies and get down from the roof without being seen…which was good considering her run of luck of late. Anna was not in the building…not that she could see much from the rotting flesh insulting her nostrils. She hoped above hope that Anna had made it out safely…if not the likelihood of having to shoot her own sister did nothing for her spirit. Hearing footsteps she levels her weapon but regrets doing so as she stares into the startled eyes of Olaff.

"Olaff…thank goodness you are alive," she wore a weary smile as she hugged him then noticed the girl looking at her and pulled back.

"Thanks Elsa…good to see you alive as well. Oh this is Rosalie; she was part of our class." Olaff introduced the two and they nodded their heads sizing each other up.

"Where is your sister?" Rosalie asks and Elsa finds herself reliving that moment the two of them slipped from the other's grasp. It was a painful memory and she was not sure she could even get herself to explain what happened.

"Anna…well…she and I got separated. Yeah…so…we said we would meet up at the Police Station." Elsa sniffed and avoided Olaff's concerned look knowing he had known Anna a long time.

"The Police Station…well…guess we should head there then-." Olaff began moving but Elsa reached for his arm…noting the way Rosalie looked at her she dropped it.

"Olaff…I've been meaning to ask but…where are the others? I put you in charge and yet only you and Rosalie are here…did something happen?" Elsa was a bit concerned and worried those of a group of eight only two were here…it was not good given strength in numbers and they were only three.

"We should get moving…yeah…zombies everywhere and we're just a meal ticket away from being turned…" Olaff ran a finger under his nose and avoided eye contact with her as he walked off…his behavior suspicious as this was not like him.

Elsa and Rosalie exchanged looks before following after Olaff. They walked for about three blocks or so…neither saying a word and Elsa's eyes darting about for zombies or any sign that Anna had made it out of that fire. They were quite the company worn down and exhausted as what should have been the best time of their life was whisked away from them in a heartbeat. Arendelle was lost as most of the people living there were either zombies or had fled for other parts…assuming they even got that far before the rise of the zombies.

In her time in the company of Olaff and Rosalie she noted things that gave her hope. One of them was Rosalie was really into Olaff…a girl could tell and she was playing all the love struck signs including brushing her hand against his or coming to his defense when needed. She wondered if Olaff had a clue or he was playing aloof. It reminded her that even with all that was going on that love could still find a way and that not all hope was lost for the future.

"We got company…and I don't think they want us to go this way," Olaff spoke up breaking the silence and Elsa hurried to his other side. Sure enough he was right…a wall of zombies were hanging round the Police Station. Some of the zombies wore Police uniforms and that was not a good sign given what that uniform symbolized.

"If I were a zombie this would be the first place I'd attack," Rosalie noted as she pushed out her hip and unsheathed her sword.

"Arendelle doesn't have a lot of crime…which means most of the officers would be inside doing paper work or taking calls. There is not one code or rule that prepares an officer for zombies…if anyone survived they'd barricade themselves inside and hope for the best…though ammunition wise it would look bleak if they didn't think to shoot them in the head."

Elsa had to figure a way inside without drawing the zombies on them. Olaff and Rosalie had swords, lethal weapons that can through most flesh and bone. It was a good thing zombies didn't have a high calcium rate going on or the bone would be hard to cut through. Elsa hated to ask them to be the distraction to get her inside…she really did…and if there were another way in she'd do so. Of course Rosalie was there before she even got the words out-.

"We'll handle the zombies…you get inside and secure the place for us. Go on Elsa…right now you are the leading authority in this town and maybe the only hope it has left." Rosalie gave her a small smile and she looked at Olaff who looked stunned at the volunteering but nodded his head.

"Just take care of a few of them…leave the rest behind. Good luck you two." Elsa hurried forward and Olaff and Rosalie exchanged one look and that was all that was really needed as they brandished their blades and hurried into the throes of zombie flesh.

Olaff wanted to tell Elsa about Kristoff taking charge and pushing for an escape from the city but he couldn't let her down. He had failed the group by not taking a more vocal role…and he hated himself for not standing out more. He could own a stage or bring about a certain stride while in cosplay but standing up to bullies like Kristoff he still couldn't bring himself to overcome. It was too late to turn around and find them…they probably were long gone by now.

Olaff brought his blade in a high arc taking off the arm of one zombie then decapitating another. Keeping his body and blade moving as one he didn't want a zombie to latch onto him or it would be the end. Blood spurted about from lost limbs and he felt it splash onto his shirt…and with no chance to have a proper laundry place around he was stuck with it. The smell of blood from a zombie was rather horrifying to the sense of smell…and it likely would never be truly gone.

"Olaff…if we get out of this…would you maybe consider going with me to the next convention?" Rosalie was doing a dual combo of gun and swordplay as she blasted a zombie with a full blast of shells while also digging her blade and cutting into a zombie deep. She was like a sexy pirate right now with just the right amount of hair in her eyes.

"Um…are you saying-?" Olaff saw a few zombies lurch towards him and he let out a yelp before ducking as he heard the gun shot from behind him…it was almost like pure instinct and he watched as the zombies fell down with a sickening thud.

"Yes I am saying…would you like to be my date to the convention? I figure I'm done doing it by myself and I've always been interested in you…your way with costumes inspires me." Rosalie watched as Elsa got inside and Olaff came to her side as he hacked into the zombie that grabbed at her.

"Yeah sure…could be fun…I'm all in." Olaff gave her a coy grin and then in the midst of all the killing and chopping the two kissed. Olaff held her body to him and for about a minute there was just the two of them as zombies tried climbing over the others fallen body. Pulling from the kiss he pressed his head against hers and actually saw a genuine smile on her face.

"Great…so…guess we'd better survive this so we can go to the convention…together." Rosalie was blushing and she pulled away so she could continue her job of holding the line.

"Of course…yeah let's do this!" Olaff felt pumped and his sword was a whirlwind of disaster even if his arms were beginning to tire.

"Hey guys…when you are quite done I think you can come inside…unless you want to continue your medley of death." Elsa stood in the door way with zombie blood on her and she looked exhausted as she leaned against the doorframe.

"I think we will go with…run." Olaff took Rosalie's hand and didn't let go as she wanted to go off and kill more zombies. As soon as they passed her she shut the door tight sealing them in the Police Station. All around he noted the dead bodies in uniforms and the silence that filled the once hospitable station.

"I'm glad my father didn't live to see this. So many fine men are dead…I had to kill a few…it was awful. I see you two finally got past the awkward stage…congratulations." Elsa was smiling and both he and Rosalie looked at each other with beaming smiles.

"Thanks…so…what now? I mean we are sealed in here and unlike anime characters we are human in that we tire easily. I don't think I can raise my blade high enough just to slice down the shoulder." Olaff knew how she felt as he found the nearest chair…not occupied and sank down.

"There is an armory in here…I got us some guns so we should be good on ammunition for a bit. Still…some of the power was shut down which includes access to the garage where the vehicles are kept. Someone needs to go down there and get the power back on and procure a vehicle for us to escape in. It seems Jenny's idea of leaving town now seems plausible…"

Olaff accepted the gun from Elsa and exchanged looks with Rosalie before speaking. "Elsa…about Kristoff…he sort of took charge from me as he opted to escape the city rather than wait for you and Anna. Rosalie was the only one who stayed behind to wait."

"And you tell me this now? I can't believe it…Olaff I am so sorry…where were they headed last you were with them?" Elsa slung her rifle over her shoulder as she began to place a handgun into the back of her pants while making sure the grenades she got were secured around her waist.

"They are dead…well…most of them are. Kristoff left them to the zombies…you sure know how to pick them Queen of the Police." The voice bounced all over the place and as Elsa strained her eyes to see who spoke…she knew in her heart before he appeared holding a machine gun.

"Hans!" Elsa could've sworn he went down…then again he had only been shot in the leg. Elsa went to remove her hand gun but Hans already had his weapon out. Olaff glowered at the man and never felt so trapped in his life.

"It is time to finish what I started…and this time there is no escape!" Hans began to laugh and Olaff waited…waited for the end to come.

Authors note: The finale is drawing near as Hans readies for the final show down with Elsa. It is here in the Police Station of Arendelle where good and evil clash. A surprises are still left so stay tuned.