here's the first new chapter of my 'Frozen 2013' fanfiction told from Kristoff Bjorgman's point of view. yes, that is his real name. admittingly this story has already been done by classicdisneyFTW and the 'Fire and Ice' chapters of this fanfiction have already been done by another a fan of 'Disney's Frozen' on this very website under the penname of ubermooo, but I just wanted to combine their fanfictions into one super fanfiction, admittingly on the same website. I had titled this fanfiction 'This Icy Force Both Foul and Fair Has a Frozen Heart Worth Mining' after the signature verse in that opening song from the film, 'Frozen Heart'. I know this twenty-fifth chapter has a few comments from me which have been disguised as author's notes in it, but all of those were just my own input on the points in the film, I promise. this is the twenty-fifth chapter of 'This Icy Force Both Foul and Fair Has a Frozen Heart Worth Mining', and it's worth a total of two-thousand-three-hundred-twenty-one words of storyline, save for this headnote, right here, along with the disclaimer following it directly below, my confession to having copied off, yet paraphrased, the works of other bloggers on this website, and my comments which are disguised as author's notes snuck into the storyline of this chapter, just like every other chapter in this fanfiction with anything in them that has a slash from above and beneath it.

disclamation: I do not own 'Frozen' in any way, shape, or form other than owning the film on Blu-ray and DVD. in terms of the movie's production, however, all ownership rights are reserved for the folks of the Walt Disney Animation Studios company of Hollywood down in Los Angeles, California of the US of A. even ninety-nine-point-nine percent of my fanfiction's own storyline belongs not even just one, but rather two other bloggers on this very same website under the pennames of ubermooo for the mini-trilogy that makes up chapters fourteen through sixteen which I titled 'Fire and Ice' after the one-shot by ubermooo which I had used for the fanfiction within this fanfiction's inspiration, and classicdisneyFTW for all of the other chapters in my fanfiction.

the only thing from my fanfiction here which I truly own is the fanfiction, itself. I am paraphrasing the words from their work, though. hey, at least I admit to copying off of other bloggers' work.

I admit that I might have had no sense of direction whatsoever in the blizzard and just kept on going blindly into it, but then I heard a voice speak up through all of the whiteness. It sounded very faint, yet distinct, however, like a silent echo would. "Kristoff," I heard it say.

Upon closer listening to the voice, I immediately realized that it was Anna's own voice. I was completely certain that I did not imagine it. It was all too clearly her voice. I turned myself towards the sound of her voice and mouthed then cried out her name. "Anna!" I shouted into the whiteness of the blizzard. Then, I began running in the direction of which I had heard her voice.

I could easily admit to having no actual idea as to where I even was, but at least now I had a direction towards which I could head. I just pressed on towards the sound of Anna's voice in the blizzard. I also had no idea why she was out here on the freezing, billowing fjord instead of in the warmth of the palace. I did not question it, though. I did not even question why she was calling out my name, very faintly. All that mattered to me at the time was that if she needed my help, I was more than willing to give it to her. Anna was my top priority at the time.

The icicle storm just continued to billow and rage from all around me, while the wind howled in my ears like a pack of wolves. The storm seemed to just be getting worse as I could barely even see in front of my own eyes while I had them open against the billowing snow beating itself against my face. It was pretty difficult even to move forward towards the sound of Anna's voice, but I was not willing to give up that easily. I just could not give up!

That was when the single most unexpected, and perhaps even unheard of, thing happened to the blizzard that was all around me. It froze, literally, in mid-air. It was like the blizzard had frozen in time, even. The snowflakes were suspended within the air, completely unmoving. There was not even a wind anymore. Everything was just completely and totally still. I stopped running and looked around for a minute or two, utterly confused by this bizarre phenomenon. Just what was happening to the blizzard that was billowing and raging a mere few seconds prior?

As I looked around, I suddenly saw a lone figure standing just across the fjord from where I was. Upon a closer inspection of the figure, I instantly recognized it as none other than… "Anna," I silently cried out to it, and began running towards her all at once.

With my energy finally renewed at the sight of her, I ran towards Anna as fast as I possibly could. I saw her trying her hardest to make her way towards me in return, but something was wrong. She was huddled up against herself, and she looked like she could barely even move her feet, at all.

It could not be. She was still freezing to death. That could not be right and made no sense. What had happened with her kiss from Hans? Why was she still shivering and even out in the cold?

Whatever the reason Anna was still stuck freezing to death, I finally knew that I had to help her, I just had to help her, no matter what the cost or even if I could really do anything. I put everything I had into my attempt at making it to her side. I was getting closer and closer to her. I was getting so close to making it to Anna, in fact, that I could even see her face, but just barely. Her once rosy cheeks had now turned blue and her once fiery red hair had finally turned completely white. Time was running out! I had to do something about her present condition.

That was when Anna suddenly looked away from me for one reason or another at the time. I was entirely too focused on actually getting to her in time to really pay much attention to whatever it was she was even looking at. I did not even see anything else aside from her shivering, freezing body at the time, anyway. I did not think much of whatever it was that Anna had even been looking at at the time. The only sight within my line of vision for miles was the sight of Anna in danger of dying via freezing to solid ice as Grandpabbie had said she would.

After a minute or two, however, she just looked back at me with a helpless, hopeless expression on her face before she turned away from me and headed right in the other direction towards what she had been looking at before.

A/N: it sure is ironic how I just quoted 'The Lion King' with that line 'she turned away from me' and 'Frozen' was dubbed as Disney's best since 'The Lion King'.

I stopped running towards her upon seeing her turn away and head in a completely different direction.

Upon looking towards the same direction in which Anna had looked before, I saw her sister, Elsa, kneeling down on the ground not too far from her younger sister. Right behind her was a man brandishing a sword, and Elsa did not seem to even know that he was there, never mind that he had a sword and looked ready to kill her with it. Why did the queen not turn around? Surely, she knew that someone was in the perfect position to kill her from behind. Elsa just sat there on the ground, however, completely unaware of the man with the sword behind her.

Anna noticed this man, however, and rushed towards the space in between Elsa and the man with the sword to shield the queen from this man's attack. No! What on Earth was she doing?

"NO!" she screamed out while standing between this man and his intended target.

I watched in horror as the ice trapped within her heart sprang forth from her chest and spread like wildfire all over her body, covering her completely and ending with the tips of her fingers. Anna had turned into an ice statue. The man's sword shattered upon contact with her frozen hand. The impact of it sent the man flying backwards and effectively knocked the poor devil man unconscious.

That was when Elsa finally turned around and noticed what had gone on with her own sister, Anna. She finally became aware of her younger sister turning into a solid icicle statue from behind her. "Anna!" the snow queen shouted as she stood up and ran to the princess's front.

I could barely hear what she had to say after that, but I did not need to hear Elsa exactly to know that she was very sad about what was basically her own sister's death. "Oh, Anna!" Elsa said in grief of her sister. "No, no! Please, no." The snow queen begged and pleaded for it to be a lie or even just a dream, touching her hands to her own sister's frozen face.

Anna was just frozen, however, and her sister, Elsa, was just too late. We were all too late to save Anna from the fate of her heart freezing as she died. The snow queen breathed heavily before leaning down against her sister's frozen form. Elsa then hugged the ice sculpture that was once her own sister, Anna, and began sobbing like a child.

It was then that Olaf approached the two sisters from what seemed to be out of nowhere. He saw Anna, and even the pudgy little snowman's face dropped upon seeing the princess's 'condition'.

A/N: it's a 'condition' I would not wish even on my worst enemy, to leave this Earth before your time.

"Anna?" Olaf questioned, most likely hoping to find even a little sliver of life still within Anna.

I, however, just remained quiet and solemn at the sight of Anna's now frozen body. I was so shocked by this that I actually managed to barely even notice Sven show up at the space beside me on the frozen fjord. I was just so numb about Anna's 'condition', as I preferred to call it over actual death, that I could not look away from it even if I were to try. There was just nothing anymore. Anna was now gone, forever.

In memory of the first girl with whom I ever fell in love, I could not help but flashback to the day my own parents died from their frostbite after falling into that frozen lake through the thin ice.

I was on the lake one night when my mother and father were just coming back from a trip to the marketplace. That was when they both fell into the water after taking the short cut through the lake and finding themselves on thin ice.

"Mother. Father!" I cried out to them.

Both my mother and father's heads disappeared beneath the water. I had to do something to help them. My father wound up being the first one to resurface in the frozen lake. It turned out that he had only flailed his hand above him, gesturing me to simply "Stay back, Kristoff!" he shouted to me upon his resurfacing.

Although uncertain about it, I did as my father ordered. Then, his head disappeared into the freezing cold lake once again. The blizzard still billowed and raged about, and I wrapped my arms around my knees. I watched and waited for my parents to resurface from the frozen depths of the lake. Finally after what had felt like ages since they had fallen into the lake, mother burst right out of the water, completely still, though, as though she were propelled by something. I could see father pushing her from behind right before falling right back beneath the lake water again.

It was a few minutes before either one of them resurfaced again, but mother finally landed atop the ice and well out of the water. The ice still began to crack from underneath mother, though. Father, however, appeared once more and began to push from behind mother. Mother crawled like the wind to stay ahead of the cracks in the ice.

Mother then half-crawled and half-ran to our somewhat small family sled nearby. Her hands were iced over, her cheeks had turned blue and her hair was frozen all over. Despite her condition at the time, though, mother still managed to grab onto the rope, tie it to our sled and made her way back to the ice.

Mother tossed her rope into the freezing water towards father. "Grab on!" she hollered.

Father did as mother told him to, grabbed onto the rope and attempted to pull himself out from underneath the icy lake. I could only watch with eyes wide and tense as mother pulled on the other end of the rope and father did his best to try clambering out of the frigid water in the hole on the frozen-over lake. He was almost out and mother grabbed onto his arm and began to help him pull himself out.

Then, all of a sudden, however, the ice just cracked from underneath mother's feet and toppled the both of them back into the frozen waters below. I just watched in horror. I knew I was only seven years old at the time, but I still grew up in the mountains and knew, even at such an age, just what would happen to anyone who stayed in the icy waters for too long.

That was when I saw that the rope that mother had grabbed still hung out in the water. The other end of the rope was still tied to their sled as well. Of course, I knew that I was too small to pull the both of them out of the water. I just knew that I had to do something to help my mother and father, though. Then, I looked at my parents' sled, and an idea of what I could do to help them had popped into my head, at last.

"Mom! Dad! Grab the rope!" I hollered out to the both of them as I threw the rope towards the hole into which mother had both fallen and were gasping for breath at the time. That was when I ran to the front of the sled where my parents' horse, Inga, stood. I began to tug on her reins. "Come on, Inga!" I urged her.

After a short moment, Inga finally began moving forward. I tried to look back in my parents' direction while keeping a steady hold onto Inga's reins, but I just could not see past the sled. What if it was not working and the rope was not doing its job?

After a few moments, I stopped on Inga's reins, and she came to a stop. I ran to the back of the sled and looked around the back. I saw that my mother and father had made it out of the icy waters. They had actually made it out! The only thing about mother and father making it out of the lake was that neither one of them was even trying to get up.

I rushed over to the two of them and almost immediately saw that my parents were completely frozen over and covered from heads to feet in ice. I even saw that their faces were just about as blue as a pair of Carpathian slugs. Their chests were rising and falling, but that was the only thing that was happening with them.

"Mom? Dad?" I asked the two of them, very tentatively though.

Neither mother nor father had even made one hint of movement other than breathing, but even that was just beginning to fade.