Authors note: I want to thank you all for reviewing and reading the last chapter. Hearing your opinions means a lot and they also help if I need to edit or make something better.

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Thunder and lightning sounded as a town outside of Denmark as the people braced themselves for the upcoming storm. All of them acted quick and closed windows, doors, everything before they locked themselves inside to keep themselves safe.

While the streets were which were supposed to be empty there was one who was outside.

Camouflaged by the dark colors of his clothes and the shadow of the alley a man, Lars stood waiting, patiently, not moving even when the storm raged on, it did not bother him or made him afraid, there was little he was afraid not a days.

As he looked at the house before him, at a candle which was flickering, his mind wondered to the past...to him... his little brother whom he longs to see again...

A gun shot sounded, it was so loud and deafening. This was expected of course as Lars had shot many times before.

The bullet impacted the birds body, going straight through it, it grew tense before droping to the ground and just paying there, so still, the only movement came from its chest as it struggled to breath.

Slowly the anger Lars felt was replaced by dread as a little voice inside his head told him he should not have done that.

Strange enough the whole area seemed to grow quiet, all around was a battle but it seems as if time stopped.

Suddenly a woman appeared, walking ever so calmly and gracefully, her body seemed to be made out of light, her dress flowed as if it had a life of its own, her hair was gold, her blue eyes shone, it was almost as if starring at the sun itself.

Lars felt fear, this woman was powerful.

Stopping she stared, her sight cery sorrowfully to the little bird whom Lars killed.

Then focused on Lars and said "You have eyes, yet you do not see, this little bird, the demon which you called, is the brother you claim to love".

Lars was taken back shocked, that!... no! It cannot be!

"No! How dare you lie to me!" yelled Lars,

"It is the truth, one which you refuse to see" said Agathe "Now it is to late for you, your families fate has been decided... and after this your brother will never be the same again".

As soon as she finished the birds body combustioned to fire turning it into ashes, yet from those ashes rose a new life, the bird was back, alive and well.

"Behold, death and destruction, yet hope and rebirth, your brother is now the phoenix" said Agathe.

Paying no mind Lars reached "My brother how i-" he was unable to touch or reach for the first thing he did was scratch him and hide behind the enchantress.

"Give him back!" yelled Lars,

"It is his choice, not yours, he is free of you and your family" said Agathe as she turned and said "Hans, listen carefully for this is your last chance, would you like to return to your brother and resume your life as a normal boy? Or you would come with me? But be warned if you choose to come with me you will never be the same, you will carry a heavy burden as long as you live".

Hans stared silently as he looked between Agathe and Lars.

Lars stared, mentally pleading to his brother to come home with him, making promises which he will make sure to keep this time around.

"I want to go with you Agathe" said Hans shocking Lars.

"No Hand don't! Just please come here, we can figure something out... things will be different! I promise!" Pleaded Lars,

"No! I am tired of your empty promises! I am not going back! I rather die than go back!" yelled Hans then turned to Agathe "Please please take me with you",

"Are you sure that this is what you want?" said Agathe,

"Yes please, you were right... that place would have killed me in more ways than one... I thank you for saving me before it turned me into something horrible" said Hans.

Nodding she gently picked him up and left.

"No Hans! Don't!" yelled Lars but it was too late... they were gone...and the battle resumed...

Lars flashback was disturbed when the candle flickering inside of a house burned off, his hand gripped on his weapon, a sickle with a long chain black chain attached to it, the blade of the sickle was like a crescent moon, the blade was obsidian, the handle was dark wood and carved on it were words of ancient magic.

Soon the window opened and from there a shadow demon came out, before it could react Lars threw the chain at it, slashing it with it, angered the shadow lunged and attacked, acting quick Lars dodged and slashed with the sickle, the shadow shrieked before Lars threw the chain around it, encircling and trapping the shadow, it shrieked and roared struggling as the chains grew tighter and tighter while they turned purple as the magic burned into its form.

Soon the shadow stopped struggling as it did the chains went slack and retreated, gathering them Lars attached the chain and sickle on his belt before walking to the shadow who immediately fell to the ground, bowing down so low its head scrapped the floor.

"Come" said Lars as he turned and began to walk away, the shadow demon subserviently followed close behind.

As Lars walked he breathed, it was not easy wrangling the shadow demons into submission, but well worth it, for each one he captured and subdued there was one less evil released into the world which was well worth the effort Lars put into his job.

After he was well away Lars allowed his shadow powers to envelop him as he changed to his bird form, it was that of a crow, a very huge one, black as night with accents of gray, much like the foul weather which always seemed to follow him. Spreading his wings he took off, flying back to the Southern isles where he could rest and wait for his time to act.

Inside the secret area where the Fateweavers gathered the training room was empty saved for Marius and Rohan, both wore trousers and simple shirts as they were looking forward for a full day of training.

"When do you think they will be here?" asked Marius,

"Soon, hopefully soon" said Rohan then pointed "Like now" as Hans and Elsa walked over, talking about one thing or the other,

"About time you two lovers showed up" said Marius as he walked over and teased "I know its hard to keep your hands off of one another but when you have friends waiting that's just rude",

"Marius no!" said Hans as he struggled to not turn red,

"No that you want us to wait or no that you two were-",

"Its not like that! We have not even kissed" said Hans while Elsa looked down feeling flustered and embarrassed,

"Do you need any help? I can help get you two lip locking in no time" offered Marius,

"Will you knock it off Marius?!" snarled Hans getting mad at Marius brazen words,

"Going to do something about it... hatchling?" said Marius with a grin, walking over Rohan placed hand on Elsas shoulder and began to back away with her while saying "Give them space",

"Why?" asked Elsa, but Rohan did not answer as he did not need to as Hans shot a ball of fire to Marius who quickly turned to water and moved around, cursing Hans threw fire, trying to keep the water from reaching a drain opening, if he got more water Hans would be at a serious disadvantage.

He continued to throw fire then cursed when the water went down the drain, once it did the ground shook a bit.

"I think we will be in a splash zone soon" said Rohan confusing Elsa when all of a sudden water broke through the drains and rose up into a giant wave which crashed against Hans and slammed against a wall, after a while the water receded and formed to Marius.

Gagging and coughing out water Hans said between breaths "You...cheat",

"Awww I love you too" cooed Marius as he walked over to Hans and helped him up before slapping his back helping him cough out the water, calming his breath down Hans turned and said "One of these days I will beat you",

"Sure... in a 100 years, but by then I will still have many more years of experience over you" said Marius then added cheekily "Now because I beat you I think there is a coat in your wardrobe that has my name on it", rolling his eyes at him Hans turned and began to walk towards Rohan and Elsa with Marius following.

"Sorry about that" said Hans,

"Yes its just a friendly spar, nothing more" said Marius as he slinging a friendly arm around Hans neck,

"Either way, were all here for the same thing, some training and to teach you how to use your magic more effectively" said Rohan,

"Yes, I can tell all those years of hiding did no good for you" cooed Marius as he walked over and patted Elsas head like a child,

"Marius personal space please" said Hans as he knew Elsa was not comfortable with Marius gesture even if he was just doing it to be friendly.

"Awww come on, I don't bite" said Marius,

"Marius, please, respect the little lady" said Rohan,

"Alright" said Marius waiving his hands up in defeat,

"So as I was saying you will start with Marius as his magic is water which is similar to yours" said Rohan,

"What about you?" asked Elsa curious,

"Lord of thunder, lightning, storms and sky" said Rohan proudly,

"Like Thor from the Norse myths?" asked Elsa curious,

"Sort of" said Rohan shrugging "Nobody every compared me to the brute, but I guess I do have similar magic to him" pausing he turned to Hans and said "Best we leave them alone",

"Alright, Elsa I will be over there if you need anything" said Hans pointing on the other side where there seemed to be an obstacle course,

"Thank you" said Elsa before they left,

"Now, show me what you got Snow queen" said Marius as he stepped back for Elsa to have space to use magic.

Quiet reigned, but it was not out of the ordinary as it was a library so it was expected that it would be quiet. Moving books and rearranging them in order a small woman was busy, picking up the last scroll which contained poems written in latin she placed it on its rightful place before getting down the stairs and straightening her black dress which made her dark honey color hair and amber eyes stand out.

Turning she left as she had things to do, true she was the head of the palace keeper, but her...employer... was very peculiar about certain tasks which he trusted only her to do it and nobody else.

Arriving to the kitchen she grabbed a tea kettle and began to boil water for tea before making sandwiches followed by some cookies, when done she arranged them on a tray before pouring the tea into a small tea pot and a cup before taking the tray and leaving with it.

Walking up the stairs and through some halls she arrived to a study, she knocked on the door. There was no, response, she tried again before walking inside. Looking around the study she noticed Lars, he was asleep on an armchair, his head was resting back against the back of the chair, a book was on his hand, probably fell asleep reading it as it was his habit.

Snickering a bit about that the woman walked in and placed the tray down on the coffee table, he did not stir as she prepared a plate and poured the tea into a cup before trying to wake him up as she was sure he had not eaten anything during the day.

"Your highness, your highness" she called as she gently shook Lars, he groaned and waved at her,

"Lars, wake up!" she finally said firmly, she was not going to allow him to sleep the day away with no food.

That did the trick as Lars jumped awake, he looked around wildly before groaning "Clara",

"Your highness, when was the last time you ate?" asked Clara worried as she held out a tea cup,

"No no, I am fine" said Lars waiving it,

"No, have some" said Clara as she forced the tea cup into his hand "I will have the chef prepare a proper meal which you will eat",

"And who you are to order me?" Lars chuckled as he took and held the cup before taking a sip,

"The one who seems to be keeping you alive" said Clara as she turned, brought a stool and sat on it before continuing "Lars... when was the last time you had a proper meal?", putting the cup down Lars seemed to think before replying "I think I had some chicken yesterday", Clara frowned at that, she knew he had gone probably a day or two without any food, probably longer as his clothes looked a bit baggy and his face looked a bit sunken.

"The guilt is eating him alive" though Clara as she knew why, he told her his story, shaking her head she said "Lars, your a good man, stop torturing yourself with what happened",

"I am not good" said Lars looking away "And don't say it was not my fault because it was... I fed my brother to the wolves for my own selfish needs" then after a sight he asked "Can I have Frikadelle?",

"Of course, I will tell the chef" said Clara, getting up she paused the walked over, kissed the top of Lars head and said "For the record, what makes you good is that your trying to fix the wrong you did, that is more than what most people would do" before leaving Lars alone with his thoughts.

"Your holding back" Elsa heard as she sat down for a breather, turning she saw Hans standing behind her, holding a tin cup,

"Here" said Hans giving her the cup, taking it Elsa sipped it to find it was water, very refreshing,

"Thank you" said Elsa after swallowing, nodding Hans sat next to her and asked "Want to talk about it?",

"Talk about what?" asked Elsa,

"Your hesitation to use magic" said Hans "Did something happened?",

"What makes you think that something happened?" asked Elsa, Hans gave her a look then said "I know more than you think, I have a feeling that whatever happened its connected to why your parents shut the world out".

Looking down Elsa said nothing, placing his glove covered hand on her hand Hans said "Its okay, I won't judge, if anything I want to help you", placing her hand on her forehead Elsa said "My sister, I hurt her with my magic" her eyes teared up "We were children, we were playing, she...she...I...I hit her with my magic...she could have died".

Saying nothing at first Hans brought Elsa over into a hug and held her close as she began to cry, "Why? Why did it had to happen? Why did I have to be born with ice magic?" Elsa whispered as she wept,

"Sometimes we do not choose the cards we are given in life, we just have to deal with what we get" said Hans softly as he held her then added "Its not your fault, it never was" said Hans,

"But if it was not my fault then whose was?" whispered Elsa,

"If you feel that way then forgive yourself, living with that guilt does no good" said Hans as he bend down and kissed her forehead reassuringly, saying nothing she held unto him a bit more, she felt secure in his embrace.

After a while Elsa said "Hans",

"Yes..." said Hans softly,

"Have you ever lost control before?" asked Elsa softly, Hans said nothing as he though then said "A couple of close calls in the past... I was feeling hurt during that time, like nobody really care about me, but it never went far because Agathe and the others were always there to reassure me, to... I am sorry... I cannot tell you...not now...".

Why? Elsa wondered, did it had anything to do with his family? With the gloves? Were those somehow connected? Elsa wanted to ask but decided not to ask as it seems to affect him a lot.

Finally Hans gently pulled away, whipped her tears with his hand gently then smiled before asking "Want to try again?", feeling better Elsa nodded before they both got up to continue their training.

But sadly before they could even start they heard "What are you all doing?!", turning Elsa, Hans, Rohan and Marius saw Sylvia walk over, she was anything but happy as she stormed over, as soon as her eyes landed on Elsa they began to shine with anger as she growled "You!" she marched over and threw her hand back to slap Elsa across the face, but before she did Hans grabbed and held Sylvias hand.

Turning Sylvia looked at Hans, he was positively enraged as he tightened his grip on her hand and said firmly "Don't you dare lay a hand on her", that to Sylvia was like pouring an accelerant in a fire as she growled "Fine!".

The next thing Hans knew he was knocked aside by Sylvia, there was a sick crack as his body hit the concrete ground, his vision swam, not waiting Sylvia used her magic, making roots rise from the ground and wrap around Hans, Rohan and Marius, immobilizing them.

With them subdued Sylvia turned to her target,

"No more interruptions" growled Sylvia as she took a menacing stance, Elsa felt the hair on the back of head stand as at that moment she knew Sylvia meant harm.

"Stay away!" yelled Elsa as she threw her ice magic at Sylvia, summoning her roots she defected it and said "Good, but not good enough" before sending the roots after her. Reacting Elsa dodged and threw ice magic at the roots,

"You could have left, but no, you just had to stay! You just want to learn all our secrets so you can benefit yourself! Admit it Elsa! Your heart of ice knows the truth!" growled Sylvia as she too dodged an ice shard before reaching to her pocket and throwing leaves which swooshed through the air, Elsa cried out as one of them cut her arm and leg before she reacted and raised a barrier to protect herself.

"Sylvia! I am not doing what you think I am doing!" shouted Elsa hoping to reason with her, the last thing Elsa wanted was to cause trouble between Hans and his fellow fateweavers,

"More lies!" shouted Sylvia furious, just then the ground opened up bellow Elsa as roots rose up and before she could react the roots circled and bound her, Elsa struggled trying to free herself but the roots bound her tighter and tighter as they closed in on her, she gagged and chocked, she could not breath, she was going to die.

"Say good bye" she heard Sylvia say,

"Sylvia! Stop! Your killing her!" she heard, it was Hans,

"Hans...help..." gagged Elsa as her vision darkened,

"I SAID STOP!" with that there was a burst of warmth, Elsa slumped to the floor gasping and coughing as the roots around her turned to ashes, breathing and weak she saw Hans confronting Sylvia.

"Out of my way! I am taking care of this outsider once and for all!" yelled Sylvia,

"You cannot do this! If you have to be mad and want to take it out on somebody take it out on me! Not Elsa!" Hans yelled back,

"Hans! Why can't you open your eyes!? This is what happened to all the others before you! They fell for the beautiful evil and look what happened!? Don't you care what will happen to us?! To the world if she uses you!" yelled Sylvia,

"I do care and its not going to happen! Elsa is not like the others!" snapped Hans tired of having this argument over and over with Sylvia, he knows she means well and takes her job seriously, but this whole situation had to stop, Elsa was not like the others and he was not like the other phoenixes before him.

"So...you won't change your mind?" asked Sylvia, her voice suddenly turning to a whisper,

"I am sorry but no... I love Elsa" answered Hans,

"But does she love you? Has she ever told you those words?" asked Sylvia, Hans looked down and did not answer, for in truth Elsa has never said that before and in truth he did not want her to say those words unless she means and wants to say them, but surely just because he has not heard Elsa say she loves him does not mean she does not love him.

"I though so" said Sylvia softly before sending more roots after Elsa,

"No!" yelled Hans as he moved quickly, getting her out of the way, getting trapped as the roots cocooned him, suffocating him, he used his flames but found them failing because of the oxygen which was being limited.

"No! Let him go!" yelled Elsa as she struggled back to her feet, but was unable to as her head swam and her eyes blurred every time she did, laying her head she begged "Please stop...stop..",

"You brought this upon one yourself" hissed Sylvia not seeming to care what damage she does. A cry of pain was heard and immediately it was as if Elsa's body was turned to auto pilot.

She threw her hand up, releasing her ice magic, determined to ice the roots so they would shatter, but at that moment, her hand began to burn as the burst of it was so intense that it blanket the area with white before everything went black.

"Elsa, Elsa, please wake up, be okay, I beg of you" Elsa heard as she slowly came to, her eyes slowly peeked open, at first everything was blurry, but after a while everything became clear and she realized she was looking at Hans.

"Sylvia!" she yelled as she sat up and looked around wildly to find herself back in the guest room she slept in.

"She is under arrest" she heard, but Hans was not the one who spoke it.

Looking she saw Agathe standing at the doorway, she looked serious as she walked over and said "She will be charged with the crime she committed",

"Crime?" asked Elsa softly,

"I am sure Hans told you the rules we must follow, she broke one of them by attacking you, an innocent" said Agathe,

"Regardless, she won't bother you anymore" said Hans after a while,

"You won't be to hard on her?" asked Elsa softly,

"Why? She could have killed you" said Hans,

"But surely she did not mean to, she was worried" said Elsa as she knew Sylvia being a close friend of Hans she was only trying to protect him,

"You want us to show mercy when she would have killed you" said Agathe as she turned and said "Maybe Hans was right about you" with that she left.

Confused Elsa turned and asked Hans "What does she mean?", with a small smile he replied "That your a good person, I always said that".

To be continue...

Authors note: Seems Elsa has gained some friends on the Fateweavers group. Either way what was that? That sudden burst of power? Iwould say, but that's a huge spoiler... Any way I hope you all enjoyed this chapter, please stay tuned for the next chapter and please leave a review to tell me what you think of this one.