It feels so good to be writing again! I'm slowly getting back into my dark side :D Lol. Anyway, thanks for the welcomes and what not. Here's chapter 4!

TW: Stabbing, blood, flashbacks

Chapter 4-Until It Sleeps (Nass, Elsa, Kiri)

Elsa wandered out of her new castle and around the inner world. Everything in her life was spiraling out of control. Did she really have a disorder? Was her father really the main cause behind it? She stopped and sat at a nearby bench, staring up at the sky. It was gray and gloomy, much like her mood. Elsa stared down at her hands. No matter what else, she couldn't deny one fact: she had powers. She had done the family tree project and had even made the ice castle. No amount of denial could make either fact disappear. A sigh escaped her lips as she leaned against the back of the bench. She felt restless and had to get the answers. But no one she lived with was willing to talk to her about anything. A sinking feeling settled in her heart as she realized there was one person who would probably love to tell her the truth of her life: Nassiri. Uncertainty and hesitation washed over her. Did she really want to confront the woman for answers? Was she that desperate? After a moment to reflect, Elsa decided she was that desperate. Resolutely, she made her way back to the old castle.

Nassiri paced the inside of her cell, ankle shackles rattling with each step. It was the most ungodly annoying thing to have your hands, ankles and wings bound. She scowled. It was all her fault. It didn't matter which her. In Nassiri's eyes, they were all to blame for her imprisonment. She leaned against the wall, narrowing her eyes. She barley glanced at Elsa when she stepped in front of the door. "What do you want, Snowfreak?"

"I want answers. And you're probably the only one who'd be willing to give them to me."

Nassiri couldn't help the evil grin that spread on her lips. "You must be desperate if you're going behind your protectors back to talk to me."

"How'd you know that?"

"I know pretty much everything. I've been here since you were just a frightened little girl. You're not much different than that, now. But why should I tell you anything?"

Elsa hadn't thought about that. "I want to know."

The evil angel turned her back to Elsa. "Psh, like I care what you want. No one cares what I want. They've all locked me in this wretched prison of despair and agony to have carefree lives. They destroyed my life."

"But that's so you won't hurt anyone."

"You're afraid."

The statement was so bizarrely out of place that Elsa paused for a minute. "Afraid?"

"That's right. You want answers but you're afraid it'll shatter the fragile reality you knew growing up." Nassiri slowly turned to Elsa. "And maybe I should tell you a few things for that reason. To break you into even smaller fragments of who you are. So I can watch you squirm in agony and relish the fact that I did it."

Elsa took a step back. This woman really was twisted.

"I'll tell you what. I'll share a memory with you that no one else has. Just me. And why? Because it was just me and you who know. Though you've probably repressed it." Nassiri sat down, folding her legs under her. "You were just 11…"

Elsa felt a migraine throbbing as Nassiri began. Is this how memories were shared? She sat back against the wall adjacent to the door and listened to Nassiri, the images coming to her.

**Elsa was standing in the living room of her mother's house, grinning ear to ear. The room was covered heavily with frost and her mom was begging her to stop. "But why? You've always told me to embrace who I am and everything that makes me special. I thought that meant practicing with my powers, too?"

"No, Elsa. Not like this. This isn't how you do it. You'll freeze us both like this."

"The cold never bothered me anyway," Elsa replied nonchalantly, her tone flat and bored. "So you'll freeze? Collateral damage." Elsa walked out of the living room, leaving the house. It was a brisk night, around 10 pm. "Girls my age are all inside like good little girls. Pathetic." She wandered about, heading to the nearby park. A few people were walking on the street, not many. A young woman was walking alone, a shady looking guy following her. Elsa sat on the side of the road and watched the young woman and shady guy. It didn't look like she knew she was being followed. Elsa's voice choked in her throat as she tried to give warning.

'You're not going to do anything. This is natural selection at work.' Elsa heard Nassiri's voice.

'But I think she's in danger. I can't just stand by and do nothing!'

"Look around you, Elsa. Do you see anyone else going out of their way to help her? No. Why? People would rather save their own asses any trouble then look out for others. If that means someone gets hurt, oh well. People are selfish, greedy pieces of shit. No one can change that."

Elsa went silent. The woman crossed the street to Elsa's side and sat on a bench. She saw herself try and get up but get pulled down by invisible hands. "Why won't you let me get up? Maybe no one else wants to help but I do."

"Just watch."

Elsa watched as the shady guy crossed the street, got into shadows. He approached the woman, said something and as she got up, Elsa's eyes caught sight of something silver. Before the woman could run, the man jumped on her and began stabbing her repeatedly. Elsa gasped. She wanted to cover her eyes or turn away, but she wasn't moving. "Nice job!" Her mouth blurted. Now her hands moved to her mouth.

The man stalked toward her, covered in blood. "You saw nothing!"

Her hands moved from her mouth, words spilling out. "I saw everything, beginning to end. What are you gonna do if I talk, huh?" Elsa stood and looked up to the man. Elsa could feel the panic and fear coursing through her as if she was back in that same night, reliving the memory.

The man flashed the bloody knife at her. "You'll see."

Elsa crossed her arms and put a leg to the side. "I'm not scared of you. I have no reason to be."

An intense pain exploded in Elsa's torso before her eyes could register the quick movement. She fell to her knees, warmth and wetness pooling around the pains explosive center. The man ran off into the darkness, Elsa feeling everything.

"Why did you confront him, Elsa?" Nassiri asked her.

"I didn't! Someone else did! I wanted to help the lady not confront him!"

"Yet you're the one who spoke to him. No one else."

"It wasn't my fault…" Elsa stumbled to her feet and tripped, falling to the ground. Her torso screamed agony into her nerves. Elsa sat up and looked at her torso. She was covered in her blood… "Blood…Blood…Not her fault…" **

Elsa screamed and held her torso, panting in agony. "Oh god it hurts…But it's not my fault…Not my fault….Blood, the blood…"

Nassiri grinned. "You're nowhere near ready for the truth of your shattered little life. And I love it." She turned from Elsa and the door again.

Footsteps bursting into the room distracted Nass. Kiri ran to them, dropping to her knees besides Elsa. "Elsa, it's okay. It was the past. You're safe now. Look at me."

Elsa grit her teeth and opened one eye, but all she saw was the distorted image of the man who stabbed her. "NO! I won't talk! I'm sorry! Please! Just spare me!" She scrambled back, crawling backwards.

Kiri scowled and turned to Nassiri, narrowing her eyes. "What did you do to her?!"

Nass didn't turn around to properly acknowledge Kiri. "I just shared one of my memories with her. I didn't lay a finger on her. Like I could." She rattled her chains for effect.

Kiri slammed her fist on the door. "You know all too well she isn't ready for answers!"

"Perhaps that's the difference between us." Nassiri replied in a flat, bored tone as she studied her fingernails. "You all shelter her from her life. I tell her the truth. She'll have to find out sooner or later. So I don't shelter and pamper her damaged ass? Sue me. Oh wait, you did worse."

Kiri scowled and returned her attention to Elsa. She was curled up in the corner holding her torso, tears streaming down her face. "It's all over now, Elsa. No one is going to hurt you. Not while I'm here." She picked up Elsa gently and walked form the old castle. 'Someday I'll beat the shit out of that rotten panther woman. For now, I have to take care of Elsa.' She rushed Elsa back to the ice castle, nearly kicking the front doors off the hinges. Astra was alone for once. "Surprised Arcy isn't on your back."

"She's decided to take a nap. But that's not important. What's wrong with Elsa?"

"She went to see Nassiri and that bitch gave her a piece of her memory. I'm not sure which one but I do now it involves threat of violence on talking. Elsa is holding her torso in death grip and I can't get through to her."

Astra nodded. "Set her down on the chair. You be sure the way to the old castle gets destroyed. I'll help Elsa." Kiri left and Astra sat on the arm of the chair behind Elsa. She began to sing a gentle song as she gently stroked Elsa's hair. "~The wind blows its way into your heart, clearing out the doubt. The sun brings its warmth to heal the wounds. Feel the waters cooling stream brush along your skin. Feel your spirit lift again.~"

Elsa's sobbing slowed and calmed, slowly she uncurled. She sighed deeply, wiping a clear trail of snot across her sleeve. "Th-thank you, Astra."

Astra smiled warmly. "It's what I'm here for, child. Why don't you go take a nap? Surely you could use the rest." She gave Elsa a hug and watched as the girl went upstairs. "Poor, sweet, innocent thing."

Kiri had destroyed the path to the old castle, channeling her anger and frustration into it. But she wasn't quite satisfied. In the time she had been there, Elsa had become a daughter to her. And no one messed with her kid. She stormed into Nassiri's cell and slammed the woman into the wall, catching her off guard. "If you ever hurt Elsa again you can be sure I'll end your life with my own hands!"

Nassiri groaned and shook her head as Kiri stepped back. "Aw, is someone getting protective of the little Snowfreak?" Having been caught off guard, the assault had made her fall to the floor after hitting the wall.

Kiri scowled and kicked Nassiri right in her face. She heard a sick crack and smiled. "That's what I'm here for, isn't it? To protect her. From dangers outside her world and inside her world. And if that means I kick your ass to a bloody pulp, than so fucking be it!"

Nassiri looked up, blood trailing down from the bridge of her nose and her nostrils. Her right eye was a dark purple and slowly swelling. "You assholes can't keep me locked up in here forever." She scowled, spitting blood onto Kiri's shoes as she slowly stood. "And I swear to you, when I get out it will the worst living nightmare of a hell anyone has ever known!"

Kiri's response was to punch her in her throat. "I've heard enough." Her pent up anger fueled energy spent, she got out of the cell-triple checking it was locked before she left. To ensure Nassiri couldn't get out, she took the keys with her. "I'll protect Elsa no matter it takes," she vowed as she made her way back to the ice castle.

Nassiri sat on the bed in her cell, growling loudly. "I will make their lives a living nightmare so bad they'll wish it was hell…" The blood dripping to the floor was the only sound after the echo of her menacing threat died down.

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