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Ranger was busy fighting his first opponent in the little game that he was uprooted into (not that he was impressed at all, he had fought tougher opponents in his life). He was already annoyed. Arendelle's guard were some of the most pitiful people that he had ever had the opportunity to be around. They weren't exactly on par with a large amount of other kingdoms. They would be able to put up a good fight, but he had seen better sword play in the past.

Maybe he wasn't given them enough credit; Arendelle had long since been a pacifist kingdom; they lacked the large war front other kingdoms possessed. It relied on the neighboring kingdoms for its support.

Which would explain why the guards fought so clumsily. They lacked the drive to protect the kingdom. They're a large amount of enemies that Arendelle had.

They were going to need all the help they could get.

From what he had heard about Elsa, Elsa was a very powerful queen; both in her diplomacy, and of course (since it was well known at this point.) her ice powers.

But whether or not the Queen would resign herself to fighting wars was a different road all together.

He had spoken to many of the tons people about Elsa's activities in the past few months following her coronation. She had spent her time dealing with other kingdoms, making sure that Arendelle was well nourished and thriving. If there were any negative events happening, it was Elsa that was hiding them

Elsa from what he had heard was a fair queen and did not seek more power; she just wanted what was best for her people.

His sword clanged against his opponents with a loud bang or metal on metal. The guard was in control; that is if Ranger was fighting him seriously.

Ranger was practically sleepwalking right now. He was blocking the guard's strike with little to no effort. He had fought more challenging opponents in his childhood (not that he wanted to)

With a flick of his wrist, he swiped directly at the guard's chest, causing him to stumble and lose his footing. Ranger then leaped forward, kicking the man in the chest. The said guard went flying and landed sprawled on the ground.

Ranger gave his opponent a grin and said, "you lose"

The guard stood up and bowed walking off. Well at least he was respectful and not a sore loser.

Ranger then turned and saw something that made his heart stop dead. in another section of the grounds he saw a guard hacking and slashing at his opponent with brute strength. His opponent was practically on his knees, trying to survive the onslaught.

Suddenly the guard tripped and fell backward. The brutal guard grinned and walked off.

Ranger frowned. He had a feeling that this guy was going to end up being a whole lot of trouble

The rest of the guards seemed to be finished as well, so the next bracket of the selection would no doubt begin soon enough.

He grimaced. This was a complete joke. These guards were barely combat ready and even if they were skilled, it was but practice. Most of these guards seemed to relaxed, and it was not going to help them at all in a battle. The Queen wanted one of them for her personal guard? They were going to need all the help that they could get.

He turned to face his next opponent. He was quite large, one of those huge hulking types.

Ranger sighed. This was going to be too easy.

The guard roared and ran towards him, sword raised. Ranger rolled to the side, dodging the slash then leaded up, punching the guard right in the face. The guard stumbled, then feel to the ground dead to the world.

All too easy.

He stood there waiting for his next opponent. Unsurprisingly, none of them were finished with their fights.

After some minutes, most of the guards were disqualified for the role of Elsa guards. There were only four left, Ranger, Elias and two other guards that had showed some potential in the contest (which wasn't much when you consider that some of them were just too easy to beat)

It seemed that it was all coming down to this. The final four. Ranger frowned. This wasn't going to be much of a challenge for him at all.

So much for a great day. He turned to see the final opponent that he had before he would become one of the top candidates. He was brawny, but seemed more balanced then the previous one.

Ranger raised his sword, while his opponent took a defensive stance. Ranger took notice. Rather than speed, this guy looked more like the type to use the opponents moves against him.

Too bad ranger wasn't like a normal guard.

Ranger ran forward, swinging his sword. The guard blocked it, before jumping back, for room, then swung a broad stroke. Ranger managed to evade the attack, before thrusting his sword forward like a spear. The tip smashed in the guards shoulder, eliciting a scream. The guard dropped to the ground from the momentum, clutching his wound.

Ranger frowned

"sorry" he said as he turned away.

Not much of a fight was he?

Finally it seemed as though this little farce was almost over only one guard remained.

This one was quite different from the others. He had long brown hair and matching eyes. His build was muscular, but not so much that it would slow him down. He looked like a real warrior.

Ranger grinned. It was the same guard he saw at the beginning of the contest. He was a brutal fighter.

Ranger chuckled. "Well them, shall we begin?' he asked his opponent

The guard nodded raising his sword in response. This was going to be quite the fight.

Ranger circle around his opponent, while said person did the same. The tension was thick; it seemed that neither combatant was going to make a move unless the other did.

Ranger was focused. It had been a long time since he felt the rush of battle in his veins. He grinned. This was going to be great.

With a roar, Elias charged at Ranger, with such speed, the Ranger raised his sword almost immediately, quickly blocking the powerful strike. The force of said strike was so strong, Ranger almost staggered back, but he managed to hold his footing.

Ranger pushed back against the blade. Elias was strong indeed. With a burst of energy, Ranger shoved Elias back, causing the guard to stumble, but he recovered enough to block Rangers attack.

It was quite the fight. Both contestants were of near equal skill. The more one pressed on the attack, the more one matched it. it was almost a complete stalemate.

Ranger stepped back from the battle. It was hopeless. Elias was just too good. his attacks showed skill, while his defense was nearly impossible to break. He was definitely the best guard Elsa had

Elias charged again, but suddenly, unlike before, swung his sword horizontally, causing ranger to block from the side, leaving him completely open to attack. Elias punched him hard. Ranger stumbled back, clutching his chest. In the process, his sword clattered to the ground.

Ranger stared at Elias. He hadn't won yet. Elias charged once again, causing ranger to jump over the headstrong warrior. As he jumped, Ranger flipped. As Elias turned to meet him, Ranger kicked him square in the face. Elias screamed, but fell to the ground. He had lost.

Ranger stared at Elias. It was over. He had won.

He would now have to serve Queen Elsa as he personal bodyguard. While it might be tedious, it would have to be done.

Ranger grinned. He glanced at Elsa, who was talking to Anna in the stands. They turned and met his eyes, but suddenly, their faces became one of horror

he stiffened. Something didn't feel right. Suddenly he heard Elias roar once again. Ranger turned, but was met with a sword rushing towards him.

Ranger tried to dodge but the sword slamed into his shoulder. There was a ear splitting, blood curtling sound of breaking metal as the sword cut through his armor and into his chest. Ranger screamed as he stumbled back, clutching his gaping wound. The blood seeped through his armor into his open hand, leaving a pool of blood on the floor. His vision became blurry and he fell to his knees, before collapsing on the ground as his world went dark.

Elsa screamed as her hands flew to her mouth in shock. Elias had deliberately attacked Ranger… and wounded him. she watched as the young man fell to the ground unconscious, while Elias raised the now blood tipped sword in triumph.

There was no cry of victory, there was no congratulations. There was only silence and the wrath of the now angry snow queen.

Elsa stood up from the stands her ice blue eyes blazing with anger. A blizzard was sweeping around her, her hands glowing with energy.

"Elias" she screamed her voice booming (odd considering her petite frame) she stomped down to the grounds and marched right up to the vicious guard.

Anna on the other hand quickly called to the other guards, ordering them to take Ranger to the medial wing.

Pure and utter rage was coursing through Elsa's veins as she walked up to Elias. The guards taking Rangers unconscious form was not even her concern. She was too busy trying to murder Elias with her eyes.

Elias's brown eyes locked onto her angry blue ones. He quickly bowed to her, "my queen it is an honor-"

"SILENCE!" Elsa interrupted him. Elias looked up at Elsa in confusion. He had won. He was her personal guard!

"You have deliberately wounded your opponent." Elsa said seething "you violated every principle of this guard. For your treasonous act, you are relieved of your duty as the captain of my guard." Elsa said. "Take him away!" she screamed. she waved her hand and several guards grabbed Elias, dragging him out of the grounds and out of Elsa's sights

Elsa then turned and was planning on walking back to her council chambers to discuss the now pressing issue of her new captain being needed.

However Anna ran to catch up with her. "Elsa!" she cried. The Snow Queen looed at her younger sister. Tears were streaming down her face and her eyes were blood shot. Elsa felt her heart clench with guilt. Ana had brought Ranger for the tryouts, but instead had managed to get him injured. She was feeling so guilty about it.

Elsa sighed. "Anna" she said it wasn't your fault." She hugged her sister, allowing the princess to cry on her shoulder. Anna's body was racking with sobs.

Elsa rubbed circles on Anna's back. She shouldn't have seen this. It was horrifying. Elsa wished that she hadn't allowed Anna to be here today.

Anna continued to wail. Thankfully, all the guards had left, so no one could see them. Elsa frowned "Anna, lets get you back to bed ok?" she definitely needed it after what had happened today.

Elsa took Anna back to her room, Anna crying the whole way. Elsa managed to get her into a sleeping outfit and tucked her in. the princess then fell into a fitful sleep. Elsa sighed as she left the room.

Whatever Anna had been thinking, it was made worse by the fact her guest was injured in such a brutal attack. Why hadn't anyone seen what her former guard captain was capable of? It made her sick. Elsa felt her stomach do flips.

The blood. There was so much blood. The blade must of cut through very deeply. She felt bile rise in her throat.

Just how was he doing? She couldn't imagine that he was conscious after so much blood had been lost. Was he even alive? Elsa made her way to the medical wing.

She found the room where she opened the door to find several of her medical staff huddled over a bed with Ranger lying in it. The head doctor was still trying to stitch the overwhelmingly large wound that he had sustained in the attack.

"Doctor?" Elsa asked. The said doctor turned around "your majesty, his wound is very deep, and I'm afraid that he is lost a lot of blood. I tried to stable him, but it is proving very difficult"

Elsa bit her lip. So the doctors were doing there best to try and keep him alive. "Is he alright otherwise?"

Doctor Jen turned back to the bed, Then looked at Elsa " he will scar, not that it makes much of a difference."

Elsa stared at him puzzled "what do you mean?"

doctor Jen sighed "whoever this man… what happened…" the doctor fumbled for something to say, "he has a lot of scars your majesty, some over a decade old."

Elsa stared at the doctor and looked at the bed. Gauze was covering Rangers chest, but not his arms. They were covered with scars.

What had happened to him? That wasn't an accident.

Doctor Jen then turned away. Elsa closed the door and tried to stop herself from choking. Those scars… what had happened?

Elsa felt her anger rise. She made her her way to the cells. She had to take care of Elias.

Elsa entered the cold dark dungeon. Its cruelty never ceased to amaze her. As a child she never went in and it still gave her the chills to walk in there. It was rarely ever used because Elsa was known to be kind.

Elsa stomped over to Elias who was siting on his bunk. He gave Elsa a glare of contempt. Of course he was mad. He had been stripped of his rank and thrown in a cell.

Elsa felt her blood boil as she glared at her former captain "do you know why your in here?" she growled.

Elias gave her a scorned look "I'm in here because you threw me in here!" he yelled.

Elsa growled. Elias was trying to play innocent?! "you attacked him Elias. It was over! That man in wounded because of you!" she felt ice under her feet. "you will remain here until I decide!"

She turned and walked away, trying to keep her cool. She exited the dungeon and walked. Just walked. She needed to find Councilman Zodrian. She needed to have a talk with him.

Elias's behavior needed to be called into question. Just how his father would handle it was another matter all together.

Elsa walked into the castle making her way to the council chambers. She needed to talk to Zodrian alone.

She walked into the council chambers, where, no doubt, she found Zodrian alone. He looked… afraid. It was odd. He was no doubt afraid because of Elias.

Elsa walked up to him. He bowed "your majesty" he said. His voice grave "I wanted to apologize for the actions of the guard captain."

Elsa raised her hand "no excuses, councilman. It wasn't your fault" she said

Zodrian huffed. It was likely he didn't agree. Elias was his responsibility. He had failed miserably, as far as he was concerned

"He is in a cell" Elsa told him. Zodrian shook his head "I'm not sure that I should see him, your majesty." He told her with a grave tone in his voice. It sounded like he had given up on Elias.

Elsa stiffened. It was his child, his own flesh and blood. Zodrian was leaving him behind? He couldn't… Elsa frowned at him "we need to discuss his consequence. You're his father, I would like your advice on this matter."

Zodrian huffed again "he was always a fighter, my queen. He will fight this."

Elsa nodded "I understand." Elias was a loose cannon and a soldier. He would not like being released, but Elsa couldn't have someone like that walking around. It would not be beneficial to her if he remained.

Elsa sighed "is there anyone who could replace him?" she asked.

This didn't seem likely, because Zodrian had recommended Elias in the first place. There hadn't been many others that could have been the Captain in the first place after Zodrian had retired. Most of the Guards were still young; most of the experienced ones had retired because they felt they were well past their prime. Elias was among the youngest of her guard, being several years older than Elsa. Most of the older guards were in their mid to late thirties; they felt that a younger guard could last longer, rather than rotate one in every few years. They were mostly sentries, rather than part of the defense. They were the trainers, the advisors, but Elias was the leader.

Zodrian shook his head "we will have to see my Queen. He was the top candidate; at least of his age group." Zodrian said

Elsa frowned "I see." She said.

Elias couldn't remain as her guard, but that meant she would have to find someone that could replace him.

Elsa thanked Zodrian, Then walked out of the room. She was definitely not going to like having to deal with this

This was quite the dilemma. She needed a new guard captain, her personal guard was incapacitated, and she was angry over the events that had occurred today.

Elias was the most talented person on her guard capable of being captain. Zodrian said it himself he was one of the few candidate with enough skill to handle the position. His lieutenants were the only other people with skills close to his own.

She would have to review those lieutenants. She wouldn't have them fight, not after what had happened earlier today, but she would like to talk to them.

She walked towards her study. There was a lot lot of work to be done