A/N Okay so I may have upset some readers by killing off Hans and I apologize profusely. If it is any consolation I struggled with the decision myself, but felt it was the best course of action as explained last chapter.

Anyway this is the next chapter. It isn't as long as the others but hope you enjoy.

Chapter Fourteen.

"I'm never going to bow to you, or do anything you say!" Anna snapped defiantly.

The Duke stood silent, wordlessly reaching into his inside jacket pocket and pulling out a small jeweled handled dagger. "Don't make me use this Princess."

Anna shifted uncomfortably. She felt sick, her head was spinning and her heart pounded just a little faster, but she was determined not to show fear.

"Are you sure I can't get you to change your mind." He waved the dagger in front of her hoping to invoke some fear into the Princess.

"If you're going to kill me then just do it already," she spat bitterly.

"No!" Kristoff protested as he struggled in the vice like grip of the soldiers."

The Duke inched closer the pointed blade now resting on her neck. "Aren't you going to listen to lover boy over there? He seems to be awfully concerned about your wellbeing. I mean he doesn't really look like royal material, but his loyality towards you seems genuine. I could even spare his life if you choose to cooperate."

I will not be the damsel in distress! I will not be the damsel in distress! "I don't care what he wants. I don't care what he thinks. He means nothing to me." It was lie but she wasn't going to allow the Duke to hold Kristoff's life to ransom like that. "Just kill me and get it over with," she concluded.

"I really had hoped not to get my hands dirty," The Duke admitted scornfully.

"So get one of your men to do it, you're awfully good at that. After all, delegating seems to be your speciality."

He grabbed her chin harshly. "Very well." He pulled the dagger back ready to strike when he heard a commotion outside. "What in the blazes is that!?"

The door flew open and Frederick appeared. "Oh good Lord there you are," the guard said breathlessly. "It's Prince Hans, he's dead. She killed him!"

As soon as Anna heard those words it felt like the Duke had in fact pierced her heart. Hans is dead. She dropped to her knees, all the air escaping her lungs, it felt like she was drowning.

"Frederick for goodness sakes man your not making any sense. What do you mean she killed him? Who is she?"

"The Queen!"

The Duke looked even more confused. "The Queen is dead!"

"No! she's alive! God she's coming!" A blast of ice suddenly propelled him forward and he crashed heavily to the ground.

The Duke grabbed Anna pulling her back towards him.

Frederick scrambled to get up, grabbing a crossbow from a nearby soldier.

Elsa strolled casually into the throne room. A layer off ice trailing behind her. "Let my sister go!"

The Dukes jaw dropped to the floor. "What in tarnation is this!?"

Anna could hardly believe what she was seeing. If the Duke hadn't been holding her upright, she was sure she would have fainted at the sight of the woman standing before them. Elsa? No it can't be, I watched her die. I watched her take her last breath. Could she be an angel then? Well this much she did know. She looked like Elsa, sounded like Elsa, but the delicate features of her sister had now been replaced with a look of twisted fury.

"Witchcraft!" The Duke shrieked.

Frederick aimed his crossbow at Elsa but she quickly removed it from his hands with one bolt of ice. Then she raised both hands until a steady stream of ice was unleashed forcing Frederick into the air. He stayed elevated for several seconds before being released. His head hit the floor with a horrific crack sending out a large splatter of blood.

"Elsa!" Anna yelled in the hope of getting her attention. She couldn't believe her sister was actually hurting people.

"Kill her!" The Duke ordered to the men who were cowering at the edges of the room. It seemed none of them wanted to get any closer to the Queen.

"No!" Anna screamed as she stamped heavily on the Duke's foot.

The Duke yelped in agony releasing her from his grip. He hopped around as he nursed his throbbing toe.

With the two men holding Kristoff temporarily distracted he wriggled from their grasp. He swung his fist and managed to land a punch at one of them hitting him square in the jaw. The other had chosen to obey orders from the Duke and was already on his way over to Elsa.

Frederick touched the wound on the back of his head which was bleeding profusely. His vision was blurred but he could still make out the figure looming over him. She thrust out her hands ready to freeze him when she heard her sisters voice.

"Elsa No! Stop!"

Elsa lowered her hands letting Frederick scoot away.

"You fools get her!" The Duke commanded, his face red with anger.

The guards closed in, swords raised. Elsa had to defend herself. She was bombarded with arrows as well as a multitude of swords being swung at her. She raised her hands shooting ice in all directions. Then she flicked her hand creating a whirlwind of thick flurries. The wind picked up and soon the room was filled with a mini blizzard.

Anna tried desperately to get to her sister ducking and diving underneath the bolts of ice zapping around the room. She could hardly see anything in front of her. "Elsa!"

Kristoff also raced towards Anna, trying desperately to shield himself from the raging snow. She's going to get herself killed.

In amongst all of the mayhem Elsa had seen one of the guards moving towards Anna, sword in hand. With the limited visibility she hadn't been fully aware that it was Kristoff who was already rushing to her sister's aid. She sent a bolt of ice towards him in the hope of saving Anna.

Kristoff lurched forward as the ice blasted him in the chest. "Anna!"

Elsa immediately realized what she had done. "NO!" In that moment she lost all of her concentration causing the storm to die down and allowing the remaining guards who were still on their feet to tackle her to the ground. She couldn't breathe as she felt the the weight of a knee on her back as they forced her hands behind her back. As she lay there Elsa raised her head to see Anna cradling Kristoff in her arms.

"I-I j-just feel s-so cold," Kristoff blurted out whilst shivering violently.

"It's going to be okay Kristoff, your going to be okay," she told him soothingly, attempting to give him some kind of solace. "I'm going to fix this."

"Y-you are, b-but how?" How is she possibly going to fix this?

"I don't know yet, but please stay with me okay?"

Kristoff drew in a sharp shaky breath. "Do you remember what I told about never wanting to run into your sister ever again... Well now you know why."

Anna giggled slightly at the thought he could still manage to keep up the humor, even in this dire situation.

"Princess Anna?" A knife appeared at her throat and she hitched a breath. She felt herself being tugged away from Kristoff. "Slowly Princess or my hand might slip." The Duke mocked in a contemptuous manner.

Tears rolled down her face. None of this seemed real. She had been so overwhelmed that her sister had miraculously come back to her, but then she had killed Hans and had done this to Kristoff. Now all she could think of was the notion that somehow she came back wrong.

The Duke stroked Anna's hair before tracing her jawline with the blade of the dagger. "Look what she did. Do you see it now Princess? Do you see she is a witch and she must be destroyed, for good this time... Guards bring the prisoner."

Anna just glared at Elsa as she was forced towards her. Her sister looked just as fragile as she had been on her death bed. She never struggled, never moved it was like the fight had faded from her.

The Duke handed her the dagger. "Now you know what you have to do."

"I can't! She's my sister."

The Duke whispered menacingly in Anna's ear "She killed your fiancé, and she has doomed your lover to a fate worse then death. Don't you want to save him?"

Anna glanced down at Kristoff. His blonde hair was turning white, his skin becoming paler. "I can't kill my sister."

The Duke's eyes darkened. "She isn't your sister, she's an embodiment of evil. If you let her live she'll kill hundreds of people. No-one will be safe... Now do it!"

Kristoff reached up grasping Anna's leg as she passed by him. "Don't listen to him Anna. It was an accident. It wasn't her fault."

Elsa stood there inwardly shaking as her sister approached her, dagger in hand. Anna please don't do this!

Anna stopped just inches from her sister's slender form. Aren't you even going to try and stop me? Her hands visibly shook as she raised the dagger. "I'm sorry Elsa..."

Where's Olaf when you need him to clear this up. Well I'm sorry for leaving yet another cliff hanger. Remember Anna's little premonition from chap 10 well I did say it might come into play in the future. Anyway there will be one more chapter plus an epilogue so stay tuned.