Authors note: With halloween approaching I decided to make this little gem of a story. Hopefully you will all enjoy it. :)

Summary:

Halloween modern times au: After buying a castle and town with plans to reconstruct and resell Hans and his brothers may or may not have stumbled upon an old local legend about a certain snow queen who haunts and curses her victims with an icy death. But is the legend true? Seem Hans will find out one way or another as one by one his brothers fall into an icy death.

Any way I hope you all enjoy this chapter and please leave a review when done, opinions are most welcomed. A quick warning this story will contain many sexual scenes and bloody deaths and such.

A house, it was like every other one, no matter how big or small or how decorated they all served the same purpose.

To shelter us from the elements, bring some kind of protection and stability. Its purpose never changes and in a way its how people are.

Looking up between the directions and the house a young man with red hair wondered if he had been given the right directions or if this was some sort of elaborate prank played on him by his brothers.

If it was a prank he would not be surprised but at the same time it would make him wonder why go through all the trouble to set it up.

Taking the keys off of his beat up old german motorcycle he slowly approached the old iron gates that guarded the beautiful ancient palace.

Touching the wooden gates he shivered against the unusual coldness of the huge wooden doors before pressing both hands against the gate he pushed with all his might.

The doors creaked open slowly, allowing enough of an opening for him to squeeze through. Once on the other side he took a breath or at least tried to before gasping at the structure before him.

It was even bigger than he though, the castle itself, and surprisingly in better condition than he had though off, needed paint but so far it looked solid from the outside.

"Now the inside" he though as he approached the main entrance of the castle. As he did he reached into his pocket only to jump back when his phone rang.

"Fuck" he though even more when he saw who was calling him. Touching the answer button on his cracked Iphone he raised it up to his ear and said "Hello",

"Are you there yet Hans?!" an angry mans voice shouted out, wincing Hans took a deep breath before saying "Yes Caleb I am here, going inside the castle to-",

"Hurry up with it then, when your done return to the office and report your findings" snapped Caleb angrily before hanging up not even allowing Hans a chance to speak.

Growling Hans threw the phone back in his pocket before reaching for the old iron master key.

Holding it he pushed the key into the surprisingly simple wooden door. Turning it Hans found a struggle, the key, it fit but did not want to turn to open the door.

Taking the key back out he held it up and stared at it with scrutiny, the key seemed be fine, but why was it not opened the door?

"Did they gave me the wrong key?" Hans wondered before trying again, the key did not work. Giving up Hans threw the key back into his pocket, the same one that contained his phone before deciding to have a look around the area to see if he could either find another entrance.

With that in mind Hans walked away from the door and made his way through the courtyard towards the back. There he found a vast garden, it had fountains, pavilions and all manner of paths, yes they were rather destroyed and such but with a little tlc it would look as good as new.

"Not bad, maybe grow some grass, plant bushes here and there, maybe hire a stone mason" though Hans as he listed what needed to be done before tripping on something.

Landing face first Hans groaned a bit before looking around, just as he did he found it, on the ground was a piece of stone.

"Pavement maybe?" Though Hans as he got up on his feet, reaching he picked up the stone to find it was not pavement, it was a piece of a statue. Hans could tell as it was smooth, marble maybe, also it was cut and designed to looked like a dainty crown with a piece of hair.

With the piece in hand Hans wondered where could it have come from as it did not look like it belonged to anything that was outside as it was far too delicate of a piece.

Placing the piece on his pocket Hans turned only to nearly jump back. Turning his head he looked at the tree to find...

Nothing...

Unsure Hans walked over to a large tree that had long since died. Looking around the tree Hans found nobody there, but he was sure what he saw... there was somebody there! Yet there was no sign of anybody being there.

Giving up Hans turned and left, the sun was setting and he doubted that he would make it back to Olso in the dark, so he heeded to find a place to stay for the night.

As he walked away he did not notice that he was not alone, somebody was there, watching him.

The inn was once a trading post many years ago, was family owned, the family being the Oakens.

Parking the motorcycle Hans got off of the bike and walked into the warm wooden building.

Pushing the door open Hans was practically dragging himself inside, the smell of cakes, stews and fresh baked bread filled his nostrils making his stomach churn in hunger.

"Yo hoo" he heard making him look to the counter, there was a nice lady standing there, she was a bit on the chubby side, wore a folklore scandanavian outfit complete with colorfully ribbons on her braided hair.

Smiling she said "Midsummer sale, half of snow boots, coats and a bottle of my own invention" as she finished she showed him a bottle of wine? Maybe? Hans was too tired to tell.

"No thank you" said Hans rubbing his face tired and asked "Can I have a room?",

"Sure" said the lady as she began to work to get the room ready, after paying Hans took the key and went upstairs to the room.

Arriving to room 13 Hans was too tired to laugh at the irony before he used the key to open the door.

Not bothering to look around Hans locked the door and collapsed on the bed. It was soft, but cold, he missed his bed and his fiancee...

Moving to the side Hans pulled out his phone again and scrolled through the numbers before picking one. As it rang he put up it to his ear and waited.

The call ended as a voice said "I am sorry, but the person your trying to reach is not available, please try again".

Hanging up Hans tried again only to get the same response, giving up he scrolled to the next number, Calebs.

Mentally cursing again Hans pressed on the number before bringing it up to his ear. After a minute or so a voice said "I am sorry, but the person your trying to reach is not available, please leave a message after the beep..." there was a long beep.

Sighting Hans said "Caleb, I did an outside inspection and I can say the castle is solid, needs some paint and the gardens can be restored. I was unable to go inside as the key did not work... when you hear this please give me a call" when done he hang up before putting the phone on the night stand before pressing his head against the pillow again.

This hasten his sleep as his eyes closed, falling in a deep sleep.

The waves gently hit the shore as Hans walked, his toes feeling the cold and wet sand. He did not mind, he loves the ocean, it helped him forget about war, what he went through.

Suddenly up ahead he saw something or rather somebody.

Who it was Hans did not know, it was a figure of pure white, a women judging by the long flowing white dress. The moonlight hit her just right making her shine as if she was an angel.

As he stared at the vision of beauty before him he felt his heart quicken, his hands felt sweaty and began to shake as his very being knew he was not worthy of being in the presence of the person before him.

It was as if he... a commoner... a soldier who came back broken from the war... was in the presence of an all powerful goddess.

Minutes or maybe hours passed as they stared at one another. Not saying anything and then...

He woke up...

Hans gasped as he woke up, his eyes scanned around the room before his line of sight fell on his phone. Taking it Hans looked over, Caleb called him about 10 times.

Cursing yet again Hans pressed a button and listened to the message, the last one being interesting.

After a quick breakfast of an open sandwhich Hans got on his bike and drove away from the inn as fast as he could.

Reving up his motorcycle Hans drove through the roads going pass the fjords and forest, faster than what was recommended as he made his way to the castle. As he did he slowed down when he realized he took a wrong turn and took the old road to the castle.

This old road led him straight into the old town that was in front of the castle. As he slow down Hans looked at the old decrepit buildings.

Once this place had been prosperous, now it was a shell of what once was.

"Wonder what happened here" though Hans as he was quickly sped off as he was not eager to find out.

"Where is he?!" hissed Caleb as he paced back and forth in the front courtyard of the palace, staring in silence his brothers looked on. Some impatient and others a bit worried, the one who was worried was Lars, the third oldest as he took out his phone ready to call his little brother Hans, but just before he did he heard a loud motor then quiet before the gate opened and Hans walked in.

Lars was relieved but was not able to say anything as Caleb yelled "Where were you?!",

"I was" began Hans but was not able to speak as Caleb snapped "No excuses, you are our employee! You do what I say!",

"Thats not fair! This is my company as much as yours!" snapped Hans back,

"Only a 5 percent" said Caleb then smirked "And I as a 40 percent I am above you".

Hans said nothing about this, just glared in anger, "Now hand over the key" said Caleb as he extended his hand.

Holding back the want to punch his older brothers face in Hans simply handed the key over, making sure to press it on his hand hard enough to make sure it hurt.

Snapping it away Caleb turned and walked over to the door. As he did Lars approached Hans and asked "Are you okay?",

"Yes" said Hans hissing a bit as he tried to contain his anger, Lars had no fault in it,

"Are you sure?", Hans nodded and then after taking a deep breath to control his anger he asked "How is Helga?",

"She is great, were planning for a child" answered Lars glad to talk about a more lighter subject rather than the rather gloomy and tense subject of the family business.

There was more silence before Lars asked Hans "What about your fiancee Danny? How is she doing?",

"Busy" sighted Hans exasperated "We spoke about wedding plans and such, but...",

"But?" asked Lars worried, shaking his head Hans said "Never mind" before they heard yelling.

Turning their attention to Caleb they saw him yell as the key refused to open the front door of the castle before throwing his leg forward and kicking the door in an attempt to kick it down with no luck.

Hans and the brothers winced as Caleb held his injured leg and a slew of curses and such escaped his mouth.

"Tough time with the door?" asked Rudi but regretted as Caleb began to unload his anger on him. Hans just stared as he was glad that he was not the target of Calebs anger for once.

Without the key to open the door nothing could be done. Yes they could break a window and climb in, but Caleb did not want to do that in fear of lowering the castles value, plus Lars insisted on preserving the castles original features.

As he sat on a table of the restaurants he fiddled with his phone before opening it and pressing his fiancee Dannys number.

It rang bur unlike the last time, this time she answered.

"Hello?",

"Good morning Danny" said Hans happy to hear her voice "How is my favorite lawyer?",

"Bad, I lost a case" said Danny sadly,

"Oh my darling, its okay" said Hans softly "Your a dragon queen, as such you will rise above the challenge", Danny laughed and said "Oh you". Then all of a sudden Hans heard a voice in the background, what was said he was not sure but Danny said "okay, Sorry Hans I have to go",

"Sure, see you later I lo-" Danny hang up before Hans finished, sighting sadly Hans finished "I love you" before putting the phone down and sighting before taking the menu and looked over it.

As he did he heard "Yo hoo", looking up he saw it was the lady who had given him a room.

"Welcome to oakens inn, my name is Olga, what will you like?" she asked as she took out a pen and paper, holding it as she was ready to take his order.

Looking over it Hans answered "An open sandwich please",

"Ahhh you like sandwiches?" Olga said as she wrote it down,

"Why yes" said Hans,

"Then you will love ours" said Olga then added "Decided to stay for the midsummer festival?",

"Oh... no, its business" said Hans shaking his head no,

"Business?" asked Olga curious,

"Yes, me and my brothers bought Arendelle castle and village with plans to restore and open it to the public" explained Hans but as soon as he said that he noticed Olgas cheerful demeanor change.

Gone was the overly cheerful inn worker, in its place was now a somber and worried looking one.

"Arendelle castle?" she asked softly and fearfully,

"Yes" said Hans confused,

"Are you not worried?" asked Olga even more worried,

"Worried about what?" asked Hans even more confused.

Looking around as if making sure that nobody was hearing and whispered "The place is cursed",

"Cursed?", she nods and explained "My father told me about it, he said that many years ago, the castle belonged to a queen... who was a witch" she paused for a breath before continuing as she knew she had Hans full attention "The queen was killed by her subjects who placed her sister in the throne, but before her death the queen cursed the castle, promising death and misery to those who entered her kingdom"

To this Hans stared, its not the first or the last house he had heard that had either a curse or something along those lines. Quite frankly he had dealt with more than his fair share of "haunted locations" which quite frankly the scariest thing he ever saw was a year clogged up toilet and a rat the size of a cat.

The last one may have been exaggerated but it was a huge rat. Regardless he had not seen either a ghost or suffered from a curse... yet.

Hearing this story it made him feel sorry for the late queen.

"You sure she was a witch?" asked Hans "Seems unlikely",

"Thats what they said" said Olga shrugging,

"Have you not though that maybe she was framed by somebody who wanted the throne or something?" asked Hans,

"Who knows? Its too late for that any way" said Olga before turning and leaving for the kitchen with a "Be back with your order".

Once alone Hans though of what was said before shaking his head and wondering about this mysterious queen.

"Guess I will have to do some research" though Hans as he took a sip of water from a glass on the table.

It was amusing to say the least, seeing Caleb loose his composure and cool at something as simple as a door.

He tried everything, locksmiths, keys, anything that did not involve breaking a door down, but it was quite clear that he may be considering it.

Moving away Hans had decided to be constructive and begin the restoration of the gardens since that was the only place that they had access too.

Between him and Lars the garden was taking shape, after researching Hans was given a list of flowers and plants by lars which would have been used at that time.

With that in hand Hans ordered the plants, trees and flowers and began to pull out the old dead plants and replace them with the new ones. The process was slow and Hans was annoyed by it as he would have been done faster had Rudi and Runo not ditched him.

Taking a breath Hans had finished spreading the grass seeds and plants before he moved to taking care of that old tree. Hans started by cutting it then proceeded to dig around the roots before pulling and removing the tree trunk.

"Hope the two jerks get back, I need their truck for this" though Hans as he began digging around the tree.

Soon the though was interrupted when his shovel hit something that made a strange sound.

"Thats strange" though Hans as he lifted the shovel, putting it aside he bend down and began to move the dirt around till he spotted a strange item in the dirt.

Picking it up Hans cleaned it a but before holding it up to see what it was.

It was a necklace, possibly silver but it was hard to tell as the metal had gotten extremely dull, hanging on it was a pendant with a single crocus on it.

Despite the age Hans admired the pretty trinket before deciding to pocket it and continue his work. After about another hour or so Hans put the shovel down and decided to take a break.

Turning he made his way back to the garden to further explore it. As he took a look he found a strange building on the back.

Curious Hans walked over to find that it was a green house. It was once popular back then, but right now the building was broken and probably falling apart.

Pushing the door open Hans stuck his head inside and took a look around. There was nothing of plants inside, but it was obvious that the place once housed fancy and exotic plants. What was inside was a statue.

In awe Hans walked over the statue, it was a life size statue of a women. It was made out if marble, she wore a beautiful dress, a long cloak which trained behind her, her hair was a very elaborate braid yet a part of the top of her head was missing. Her face was beautiful, yet was so sad.

Was she once a woman? Or a goddess? Was she even real at all, for it was impossible to believe that such a woman existed and lived, then again as far as Hans knew people back then liked to flatter their rulers so maybe this was an over flattering representation of the queen.

Walking closer Hans noticed the missing top of the statue, it reminded him of...

"Is it possible?" though Hans as he though back on the stone he found.

"Guess I will have to find out" with that Hans made a mental note to buy epoxy glue to fix that.

"Hans!" he soon heard making him jump.

"Hans! Get your useless ass out here!" He heard making him run full speed to the Courtyard where he found Rudi on the ground, he groaned in pain as he held his head, next ti him was a sledgehammer.

"Where have you been?!" Snarled Caleb but then snapped not letting Hans speak "Never mind! Call the hospital!",

"What happened?!" Hans finally said as he made the call,

"They tried to break the door down" explained Lars as he looked at the door oddly "It did not even put a dent on it".

Hans said nothing about that as he was busy calling an ambulance before hanging up and saying "They are on their way".

"How can it be possible?" though Hans as he made his way back to the inn. According to Lars Rudi had taken a sledgehammer to the door on an attempt to break it down but much to their shock when the hammer hit the door it flung back and slammed against Rudi due to the blow back or something, but it made no sense!

The sledgehammer was about 30 pounds in weight and Rudi lifted weights, together it would have been easy to take the door down, to obliterate it! But it did not, the door was intact, no sign of it being broken.

Scratching his head Hans wondered about it, yes Rudi was not the brightest crayons in the box but he was not stupid enough to injure himself.

Going back to his room Hans locked the door behind him before taking out his phone and made a call to Danny, his call went to voice mail.

"Why are you not answering?" though Hans as he tried to call his girlfriend again and again before giving up.

As he held the phone Hans wondered about it. Was he being pushy? Were they going to fast? Did she not want to marry? Hans did not know. On one hand he knew Danny was busy being a lawyer and all, but he missed her, surely she missed him too, especially as they had a lot to discuss.

With that in mind Hans decided to give her a visit later on as he sat on the bed and began to work on the phone, looking for information.

Queen Elsa of Arendelle, he wrote in google search before looking at the results. Not much was known of her, she was obscure, a forgotten queen and he could see why.

History never remembered losers and those that were remembered it only remembered the bad. Such was the case of that of Queen Elsa of Arendelle, the words used to describe her was damned, cursed, witch and other not so nice things such as how she was born a she devil, how when she was born people died in blizzards among other things.

All rumors and speculations as Hans saw that there was little evidence to support the facts given.

Ending his search Hans sighted as he turned and left.

Opening the door, he locked it behind him before going downstairs and to the bike, getting on it he drove to a nearby store and bought epoxy glue and other items, then at a local jeweler who was more than happy to clean and polish the silver necklace and pendant.

With that in hand Hans made his way back to the arendelle castle. The sun was setting behind him as he made his way into the courtyard and to the back where the greenhouse was.

Walking inside Hans approached the statue, still as beautiful as ever. Setting the items down Hans prepared the epoxy glue, as he did Hans spoke "I am sorry for what happened" when ready he got up and walked over and continue to speak as if the statue was a real person "If it makes you feel better I know how you feel" he began to apply the epoxy to the top of the head where it had been broken "I too feel like I am cursed, being the 13 son and all, ever since I could remember I was either shunned or hurt especially by those who were supposed to love me" pressing the stone on top to where the glue was Hans found it was a perfect fit.

Holding it there he waited till the glue hardened. It was easy as the statue was shorter than him so holding it there was easy. When hardened Hans took a step back and admired the work he did, it looked great, not perfect but nobody would be able to tell the difference.

Placing his hand in his pocket he took out the necklace, it shimmered a bit under the dying light of the setting sun.

Holding it up Hans said "Not sure of its yours but" he placed the necklace around the statues neck and added "But if it is I am sure you would want it back" with it on its neck Hans walked to the exit before saying "Hope your in peace, wherever you are... you deserved that and more" with that he left.

Never once did he noticed a figure behind the statue, a dainty, snow white hand reached for the necklace around the statues neck before slipping it off.

The wind picked up as Hans got on his bike and began to drive down the road. Burying himself unto his coat Hans was barely able to hold back a shiver as he made his way back to town.

As he drove in he pushed his breaks so hard that he nearly flipped over. Once stopped Hans looked in shock, it was a landrover, black in color, it strangely was like his fiancees car.

Driving closer Hans parked his motorcycle and walked over to get a closer look as he knew Dannys car had a dent on it on the rear door.

His eyes widen when he saw that it had a dent, there was no denying it. It was his fiancees car, what was she doing here? Why was she not in Oslo doing business as she had told him.

Swallowing thickly Hans felt his hands grow sweaty as he pressed his hands unto the glass to look through it. When he did he regretted it... it was as if his whole world had crashed on top of him.

Danny was inside the car, naked and she was not alone as she went for the mans head... and it was not for the one on the mans shoulders.

The red head held Dannys head by her hair as she going down to work satisfying his needs and apparently she was doing a good job as the man moaned in pleasure, arching his back.

Hans did not want to look, but his eyes were glued to the scene before him.

Danny had always been reluctant to share a bed with him. Claiming she was a virgin, that they need to marry... but judging by what he was seeing it was clear she had been around that block many times before.

As they moved Hans spotted a jacket and a very incriminating patch on the jacket. It was that of the Westergaard empire, one that was given to... Caleb...

Backing away Hans almost tripped on himself before turning around, grabbing his bike, turning it on and driving away as fast as he could... away from the heart break... the sorrow... and worst of all... the pain of betrayal.

How did he arrived where he was Hans was not sure. It was all a blurr to him as he sat down on the roots of a large tree over looking a cliff. Bottle of alcohol in hand he kept on drinking till it was almost gone.

Not that it helped, drinking that was, all he could think off was seeing his fiancee cheat on him, his time at war.

Why was he even alive? Was he being punished? Was he actually cursed?! Cursed for something he had done? But if he did do something then what was it?!

He did not do anything! Not that he remembered!

Closing his eyes he began to whimper as voices filled his head.

"You need to understand, the world needs a hero to admire and quite frankly... your not it" said Hans superior as he stripped Hans off of his hard earned medals and honor.

"Why is she even with you? She is far too good for the likes of you?" Taunted Rudi,

"Ya, she must be blind and desperate to settle with you, broken, unlucky and unloved" laughed Runo,

"I suggests you do as I say and make yourself useful Hans" warned Caleb "Father is ready to throw you out at the drop of a hat".

Hans laughed as he threw the bottle away. He did everything and anything and it still was not enough.

That laughter turned to sadness as he began to cry, burying both hands on his face Hans walked to the edge of the cliff overlooking the fjord.

It would be easy, like walking into a store, walking and falling down. Ending his misery.

The world does not need him and he was tired of being either the scapegoat or the whipping boy.

He took one step, another and another, he was so close, so close to the edge, just one more step and he would be free of it all. Free of the pain, free of the sorrow, betrayal and hurt...

With that in mind he took one more step and...

To be continued...