Disclaimer: Olaf likes the summer time. The season of summer isn't ours to own, and neither is Frozen.
CHAPTER TEN
Anders wasn't home yet, so Elsa flipped through her book. She found a section all about life and death that she didn't know was there before, on page 13.
"Three drops of toad blood, twelve swan feathers, and one corpse." Elsa read out loud. "Mix in a cauldron of boiling water, adding the ingredients one by one until water has attained slushy texture. This should occur after the remain of the victim has been dropped in. Serve after approximately thirty minutes."
I'm not a witch; I don't have a cauldron! Elsa pressed her lips together in frustration. And how exactly was she going to get toad blood and swan feathers? And what did 'one remain of the victim' mean?
Elsa decided that she had to go outside if she wanted to see Bryce again. Elsa made sure to bundle up so others could only see her eyes. She didn't want to risk getting caught by the soldiers.
After Elsa had walked out of the door, she realized that it was snowing in flurries. Elsa's footprints left tracks in the snow as she walked quickly to a local shop, which sold pots and kitchen utensils. Elsa was pretty sure she could buy a cauldron from there. She went inside, making the bell on the door ring. The lady at the cashier looked up and greeted Elsa with a smile. She was short but narrow and had the kindest face Elsa had ever seen. Her blonde hair waved in front of her face, so Elsa could only see half of her features. Her name was Ms. Dawson, according to her brass name tag.
"Hello! How may I help you?" she asked.
"Hi, uh, do you have any cauldrons?" Elsa asked looking around. The cashier lady gave her a funny look at first, but then she smiled.
"Oh! You mean pots? They should be in the back," she said cheerfully.
Elsa decided that a pot would have to do, they probably didn't sell any items related to witchcraft. "Yes, that's exactly what I meant. I need the biggest pot you have,"
The cashier lady walked out from behind the counter and gestured Elsa to come with her. Elsa followed quietly with her to the absolute back.
The cashier lady scanned the ongoing shelves of pots that seemed like there wasn't an end. She looked at the pot on her far left, obviously pleased, she said, "Ahh, here it is. Our one and only largest pot in this store."
It was about four feet wide and three feet deep. It looked heavy and had a shiny, metal texture. Elsa realized this was as close to a cauldron she was going to get. I wonder if the potion won't work if I don't use a cauldron, Elsa wondered, but soon shook the thought away.
"I'd like to buy that one," Elsa pointed to it. "Thank you."
The cashier lady picked the pot up from it's shelf without any trouble. Elsa was surprised at how much strength the lady had, looking like a scrawny figure. "That would be three-hundred fifty krones, please." She smiled. Elsa dug into her jacket pocket, not sure if she had enough.
"Um, is three-hundred eighteen krones enough?" Elsa bargained. That was all she had with her. She had more in her room, but who carries all their money with them?
"Oh dear, I'm not sure sweetie," the cashier lady shook her head.
"I have more at home," Elsa said, hurrying out the door. "I'll be back."
Elsa was enjoying the snow when suddenly she was shoved aside by a mysterious force. It was wearing a black cloak that shielded its face. Elsa couldn't see who it was. It seemed to be headed towards...Anders' house. Elsa stared after the figure in confusion. Why would it be heading that way? Anders' family no longer lived there. What could it want?
The figure broke into a run but left no footprints in the snow. Odd. It seems to be floating in the air, but I don't know anyone who has any powers except for Bryce and I. But Bryce is dead! Her thoughts swirled around in her head as she decided to follow the mysterious figure.
With stealth worthy of a ninja, she quietly crept behind the figure. She followed it into Anders' backyard. What could it be doing here? She hid behind a bush, and waited, watching to see what it would do next.
The figure looked around, as if making sure no one was watching it. Then, as quietly as a mouse, it dug up some loose dirt.
Elsa's breath hitched when she realized what it was doing. Walter. It was digging up Walter. For what reason, she didn't know. She crouched behind a scrub and hid at a good angle so she could see what was going on. The figure finished digging up Walter and laid Walter's body parts in a row. Then, he started to chant some sort of spell. Elsa had no idea what this spell could do so she slowly backed away.
Crack! Elsa had stepped on a twig on the ground making the figure suddenly stop chanting and turn around quickly towards the noise.
"So…" it said. No. It didn't just say it. It hissed, its voice full of malice and taunting. A demon for sure. Was it Bryce? No, it couldn't be him… Not him...
"We meet again…" Seriously, what's up with all of these unfinished sentences? Elsa wondered.
She chided herself, Not the time. You meet your enemy and decide to think about this?
"Yeah, we do…" Elsa decided to mock it.
"Liar. You don't remember, don't you?" The creature smiled. "Ah, this is too good to be true! The day where you actually forget."
"You're a liar. I do remember. As clear as day. The crack in the mirror. The strange creature with the red eyes. The red eyes…"
Suddenly, she realized that this was the demon. Who was in her bedroom, who possessed Bryce. The demon and Walter probably worked together. All of this clicked into her mind in a matter of seconds; all in a flash.
A flashback. Elsa was sobbing after Bryce died. She vowed for revenge. She remembered swearing under her breath. She remembered Bryce's cold, lifeless figure. His death that she helped bring on. And she screamed.
Her vision turned red. She flew into a fury, raging and throwing icicles carelessly. Freezing the backyard. No matter what, the demon somehow was always a step ahead. She didn't care. Every ounce of her effort used was payback. Payback for what he had done to Bryce - the only real father she ever had in this life. This cruel, half-life of hers.
Then it was on top of her. Its red eyes gleaming with amusement. It would enjoy slowly ripping her - and her heart - to pieces. It would give her a slow, painful death. All for pleasure, of course.
This only made her more furious. Raging. She looked straight into its eyes. Remembering all of the excitement in her life. Good and bad.
The demon's voice teared her out of her furious thoughts, "You know, I think I like this body much better than my last one. The last one was just so weak, you know? He never really did anything useful." It took out out a nail filer and began to file its nails in a bored manner.
"You...you...you…"
"Oh, what's the matter? Icicle got your tongue?"
"Shut. Up. You are a fiend."
"And so are you. Killing my other body so mercilessly. Tsk tsk." The demon clucked its tongue in disapproval.
"Why, you-"
"Fiend? I believe that you already used that word. Elsa, you need to improve your english vocabulary."
"I don't need to improve anything!" Elsa gritted her teeth. Then she smirked. "Actually, I do need to improve something."
The demon smirked as well. The nerve of him. "And what would that be?"
Elsa grinned evilly. "Your face." Without warning, she aimed a hand at his head, and let an icicle fly through, straight to the demon.
The demon ducked, and stared her dead in the eyes. "Oh, is that all you've got? I've been waiting to test your true power, Elsa."
"Not even close to what I'm capable of. I was just giving you a little taste of what I can do."
"Which isn't much."
Elsa stared hard into his red eyes. Red. What a negative feeling provoker. Anger spurred through her. She dropped the cool composure and slapped him in the face with a snowball.
"Oh, so you want to play?" The demon threw a snowball right back at her.
Elsa, using her powers, backfired the snowball and made it hit the demon. The demon tried to move out of the way, but somehow, Elsa made the snowball follow wherever the demon went. It hit the demon right on it's hiney.
"Gotcha!" Elsa cried in triumph. She pumped her arms into the air as if she just won a basketball game.
"Ah, but sweetie. A little snowball's not going to do much."
Elsa didn't care. She sighed, and flicked her hand, sending a huge volley of snowballs after him. Each one hit its mark.
This caused the demon to get incredibly mad. But to cover it up, he laughed nervously. Elsa saw right through his 'cover up'. She taunted him and threw more follow-the-demon snowballs. She sat on a log and watched the demon try to run away from the snowballs as entertainment. She shook her head and laughed as the demon failed to run away and several snowballs hit him in the demon decided that he would get Elsa because he was getting more and more embarrassed that such a young girl kept smacking him with snowballs. Eventually, he began casting spells at her. Elsa froze them and repelled them. The demon's eyes turned to red slits.
"Enough playing. You're worthless," he sneered, and instantly came towards her.
She cried out in pain. The demon had struck her in the shin during her moment of vulnerability. She fell to her knees, her legs no longer able to support her. How was she reduced to a weakling after just one strike?
"Never underestimate me, Elsa." The demon said, smiling cruelly. Her eyes were beginning to close. "In my ice is a very special type of toxic. It was injected into you, and will kill you for certain."
"No...I...will...kill...you...first," she panted, already losing consciousness.
"Yeah, sure." The demon raised its clawed hand, preparing to cast the final blow.
Hanging onto her memories, the hatred, the love, the anger, the sorrow, the pain, the happiness. It was hard. But she did it. Her memories fueled her with adrenaline.
With the last of her effort, she sent two razor-sharp icicle shards right into its red eyes.
Blood spewed out, splattering onto the snow. The red contrasted from the white very clearly.
"Nooooooooo," the demon wailed. "Not my eyes...those were my only pai-"
The demon didn't finish his sentence. Elsa gasped as the toxic began to kick in. Before she lost it completely, she cast out an icicle, sending it straight through his chest, freezing his heart.
Then everything floated away, everything seeming distant and unreal.
She remembered him freezing with shock. She remembered him turning to ice. She remembered hearing muffled footsteps, someone screaming out her name. Picking her up gently, they shook her and tried to wake her up. There was nothing that she could hear or feel clearly. It was as if she was under muddy water.
The pain flared, making her twitch in agony, wishing for it to stop, to go away. Elsa could see, just barely, the townspeople crowding around her. Had they seen the entire battle?
Finally, after long, agonizing seconds, she blacked out completely, losing touch from the world.
Nike: Whoooo, a cliffhanger! False alarm, this ended up NOT being our last chapter! Yay!
TinLights: Oh yes. I'm happy. I can't wait to see what happens next :O
Crystal: Me too! I SO agree with you! :P
TinLights: For once, yeah XD
Nike: To those wondering, no, Crystal isn't a newbie. This is just the first time she contributed to the A.N. :) She was originally known as Rain, BTW.
Crystal: Ya! Before this, I BARELY had ANY time for this. Just in case you're wondering, it wasn't MY fault. (Blame it on the parents! WOOHOO JK! XD) (Aqua: It's always the parents' fault. My dad is going overboard with the piano. My weekends are taken up with piano. -_- Just my sad life.)
TinLights: If you are wondering why we are the only ones writing this A.N, it's because we are the only ones on currently.
Crystal: Oh and as Aqua always says, if you review, you get… COOKIES! (::)(::)(::)
Nike: (::) Um, blue chocolate-chip, BTW.
TinLights: I MUST REVIEW FOR I AM... drumroll... THE COOKIE MONSTER
Crystal: …. um… Please excuse that little disruption… it was just TinLights having a… a… a…
TinLights: Perfectly normal life :D
Crystal: NO! THE HORROR! No one dares to have a PERFECTLY NORMAL LIFE!
Nike: O.o Okay…uh, who liked Elsa's little joke? I came up with it! :) (The 'Your Face' thingy)
Platinum: I did like nothing on this! At the time I'm typing this, I haven't even read any of this chapter.
Crystal: That's okay Platinum! You're still editing so you did do SOMETHING… unlike TINLIGHTS… (no emphasise on TinLights! XD *even though I put it in all Caps*)... JK! :P COOKIES! (::)(::)(::)(::)(::) i think they're… hmm… chocolate chip brownie cake? XD
TinLights: Excuuuuuuuuuuuuuuse moi i did lots :o
Nike: Anyways, follow, favorite, aaaaaaaand review, please!
Crystal: And if u do? YOU GET COOKIES! (::)(::)(::) i know… i know… im obsessed with (::) cookies… BUT STILL!
Aqua: Not as obsessed as Nike and I. No one can rival that. Oh, by the way, Crystal wrote a ton of this chapter. Almost the entire thing. IT'S AMAZING. :D EVERYONE LIKES IT.