Hey, everybody! So, I've posted two new chapters to my other Frozen fanfic Elementals, after unintentionally taking an almost-month hiatus from it, so if you want to go over and check it out, please feel free.
On other news: this story has received over 12,000 views!? A freakin' big freakin' thank you to everyone who has been reading this and giving it their love and support!
Your Brother: You'll see ;)
High King Peter the Magnificen: Thank you! This is the climax, that I have been finding I have to divide over some chapters (I hope that it hasn't been dragging). Or did you mean THE finale? The ultimatum of the climax? If that's the case, then it's this chapter.
I have also corrected that time muddle pointed out to me in my other Frozen fanfic Elementals.
Enjoy!
Kristoff skidded to a stop.
He instinctively ducked as thunder rolled up ahead of him and lightning flashed. Crying out in shock as a furious burst of wind directed rain to slap his face, Kristoff wondered where this storm suddenly appeared from.
But, he quickly pushed that thought away.
He needed to get to that spot.
He continued forward.
Suddenly he screamed.
Elsa squinted as the person drew nearer until its features were distinguishable. It was...
"Anna?"
Agnarr blinked, nearly paralyzed in mere shock. Elsa had just been about to blast him with her magic when she suddenly vanished into the floor. He had just managed to catch a milli-second of her face contorted into a horrified scream before she just vanished.
He remained still for a few more moments to make sure that this wasn't some trick and he then slowly pushed himself to his feet and ran out of the cave and looking up, he saw a storm gathering at the top and heard a traumatising scream vibrating down from the top of the mountain.
He began running up to the top.
Arendelle
The large, black winged beasts swooped down from the skies, spewing fire over everything they flew over.
People ran screaming, in all directions, trying to get away from the flames. Mr Olsen barely even heard them as he crawled slowly on all fours through the dense smoke and flames that were engulfing his property. "Dear?" he called out...and burst out coughing. Keeping his head low, he tried to pick out his wife through all the haze and commotion.
He saw something move.
"Dear?" he coughed/called out.
Then the smoke parted. His blood froze. "Oh dear Go-"
Up North
Elsa bit back a cry as Anna somehow tightened her grip on her even though she wasn't actually holding Elsa. She knew that she couldn't get free on her own - this Anna (How I know her name, I have no idea) clearly had the advantage. Elsa would need some extra help.
"What gives you the right to think that you can murder our father?" Anna snarled.
It? Elsa silently communicated to the Spirit. Help.
Kristoff collapsed to the ground, withering and screaming as blisters and sores spread over his body like acid. It had been like the air in the storm was burning, searing him upon mere touch.
That's not normal.
It had to be a spirit...The Evil, Kristoff realized.
Suddenly, something...no, someone, stepped forward out of the storm.
Kristoff tried to scream - not from agony, but from fear.
No. No, it's just the Evil. It isn't my father. Not my father, please.
Elsa closed her eyes as she felt a power surge seeping through her. Thank you, she "said" to It.
The power swirled inside of her, and started to build up in the palm of her hands. With a loud yell, Elsa broke free from Anna's hold and levitated in the air in the same motion and shot forth her hands, sending a steam of ice towards her captor.
Arendelle
The large, black winged beasts extended their feet and talons popped out - even along the edge of their wings. They kept swooping low, then shooting up, spewing fire. It wasn't noticeable in the mayhem, but they were actually very deliberately trying to herd the people in a particular direction, along with the help of the massive rock giant and those other creatures.
And so far, it was working.
Tanya pressed herself further into the wall, and her hand clasped itself over her baby's mouth, as the scratching sound grew louder and closer above her, indicating that the creatures were digging through the floor.
Oh dear God...
Up North
Anna did a somersault in the air to the side, narrowly avoiding her sister's death blow sent towards her. Anna paused it in the air and then turned it around and shot it back toward her sister.
She didn't want to kill her sister, nor was she trying to.
She was just trying to distract her sister while she tried to knock Elsa out.
It would have smiled if It could right now as It saw Kristoff's utter terror at seeing his father.
Or rather, his adoptive father.
It knew how abusive Kristoff's adoptive father had been, which is why It had chosen this particular form to take - to gain an edge while It also tried to get to Anna again as well as full control of Elsa once more.
"What are you doing, boy?" It said in a perfect replication of Kristoff's father's voice. It's voice was low and threatening. It shook it's head, making a 'tsk, tsk' sound. "You think that you are the one to stop all this?" It sighed and shook it's head again. "You disappoint me."
The Southern Isles
The creatures all snarled, some twirled what look like tentacles.
Hans grabbed a nearby pitchfork that was leaning against some timber and got down into a defensive stance. Some had managed to grab some crude weapons - such as rocks or shovels - before the creatures had burst in and surrounded them. Others had none and looked like they were going to use their fists. Stupid, but Hans admired their determination to fight to the end with whatever they could use.
And they may well end up fighting to the very end.
Then, all at once, the creatures launched towards them.
Up North
Agnarr reached the top. He soon saw Kristoff and some man tormenting him. Aeolius saw that Kristoff had unintentionally dropped the flute. He reached down and scooped it up in his hands and ran for the spot where he had to be to blow it.
It blasted Agnarr with a bolt of lightning, causing the flute to fall down on the exact spot where someone needed to stand.
Three minutes left.
It watched Elsa and Anna have a huge battle of powers and It began to shiver as he felt the impact of Anna's assault on him, causing his avatar of Kristoff's father and storm to flicker and revert back to its usual black mass.
Two minutes left.
The things attacking Arendelle and The Southern Isles started to freeze at the same time.
It suddenly realized that Kristoff wasn't on the ground anymore.
One minute left.
Kristoff was running for the flute.
"NO!" It shouted, sending a flurry of spears towards him.
Forty seconds.
Kristoff ducked and rolled to the right out of the way.
There was a thwuck! as the spears speared the ground.
Kristoff shot to his feet and charged for the flute.
Twenty seconds.
It, weakened by the fight between Elsa and Anna, dove infront of the flute, turning into hard rock to prevent Kristoff getting to it.
Ten seconds.
Kristoff skidded to a stop...and began inching back when the rock wall began moving forward.
Nine
Eight
Seven
Six
Just a little longer and they'll have failed! It thought. It found itself struggling to hold its form due to being severly weakened. Just a little longer...
Five
Four
Three
A hand, pale and scarred, grabbed hold of the flute.
What?
One
The flute was blown.
So...the next chapter is the FINAL one!
