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You're staring.

The thought drifted into Anna's mind, and then immediately left. She realized she was starting, but good god she couldn't help it. The woman that had stepped through that shower curtain had to be the most beautiful person she'd ever laid eyes on.

Her skin was like silk, soft and perfectly unblemished. It seemed like everything about this woman was soft and perfect. Her hair couldn't even be considered blonde, it was more platinum, and long enough to touch the middle of her back. Her body was slim and delicate. How was this woman ever going to survive the rigorous drills Verda was undoubtedly going to put them through? The only part of her that was bright were her eyes. They were like sparkling sapphires.

Beautiful.

You're staring. She's looking at you, she knows you're staring. You creep!

Anna opened her mouth to introduce herself, but the woman beat her to the punch.

"Do you mind"?

The temperature in the room seemed to suddenly drop, becoming thick and heavy. Anna shivered, whether it was from the sudden cold, or the icy stare she was receiving, she didn't know.

Anna flinched visibly. That voice, as spectacular as the rest of this woman, was short and sharp. She was obviously not happy that Anna was there. By the way those icy blue eyes regarded her, she figured as much.

"Ah, I….," what was Anna supposed to say to that?

Sorry I was staring at you while you're practically naked, but damn, you're hot!

No. Never that.

The woman before her rolled her eyes and made a slight noise that sounded like disgust. She picked up her perfectly organized shower caddy and began to leave, not even sparing Anna a passing glance.

What is with her?

Anna knew she wasn't much to look at. Especially compared to snowflake there. She was short, covered in ridiculous freckles, and sporting a head full of fiery hair. But she knew she didn't look bad enough to deserve a disgusted sneer. She may have been thin and small once before, but after years of training her body, she was curvy, but muscled in the best kind of way.

What had she done wrong?

It was too late into the night for Anna to consider for too long. She was tired, and still stunk to high heaven. So without a thought she stepped into the shower that snowflake had previously occupied.

Tuesday 8:00 a.m

"I'm telling you Kristoff, she looked at me like I had just...I don't even know, but it wasn't good!" Anna and Kristoff sat in the crowded little mess hall. Breakfast before classes were provided every morning, and it was the only time Anna would have for the rest of that day to tell her best friend what had happened the night before.

Kristoff regarded her curiously and sipped his coffee. He wasn't wearing that stupid cap for once, but that was only because it was against campus dressed code. When on campus during the week all cadets were required to wear their uniform. Or at least the pants, boots, and the extra t-shirt that had "cadet" scrawled across the back.

His blonde hair was getting long, it was to the point now that it began to cover the tips of his ears. That's probably what he wanted though.

"Maybe because you were staring at her naked," he finally said, "most people don't take kindly to strangers peeping".

He was laughing now at Anna's flushed face. She had to resist the urge to slap him. She didn't want to break anything before their first official day. He was lucky.

This time.

"I wasn't peeping!" her voice rang through the hall, drawing a few curious glances their way.

"Well, I had no idea you were like that," a soft, amused voice, came from behind her.

Anna whipped around, hard enough to make herself dizzy for a second. Rapunzel was standing behind her with her breakfast in her arms. She was grinning.

"Mind if I join you two?"

"Not at all!" Anna was being a little too loud once again. Nothing was going to fix that in this moment. She was too embarrassed.

Rapunzel slid into the seat next to Anna and gave Kristoff a friendly smile, "hello".

Kristoff looked expectantly at Anna. It took her a moment to realize that the two had no idea who the other was.

"Oh! Rapunzel this is my best friend Kristoff," she motioned at the idiot still smirking at her, "Kristoff this is my roommate, Rapunzel".

Kristoff offered the blonde his large hand, which Rapunzel gripped gently, "nice to meet you".

Oh yeah, he's nice to her!

"So what's this I hear about Anna being a peeper? Should I be worried?" Rapunzel asked, clearly amused.

Anna blanched and Kristoff barked a laugh.

"I am not a peeper, it wasn't like that at all," Anna crossed her arms, her face red.

"Anna here was staring at a-"

Kristoff didn't get a chance to finish his sentence, Anna slapped his arm. He hissed and rubbed at the assaulted limb. He was going to have a bruise for sure.

Rapunzel quirked an eyebrow expectantly and she took a bite of the apple in her hand. Anna sighed, shot kristoff a glare, and then returned her attention to her roommate.

"I just ran into someone last night when I went to shower, and I wasn't staring," she gave Kristoff a pointed glare, "but she was angry at me anyway."

Rapunzel nodded and Anna continued, "I just tried to introduce myself and she completely blew me off, like I was her worst enemy or something. I've never even met her before!"

Anna was waving her hands in the air like a child now. Rapunzel and Kristoff laughed.

"What did this person look like, if I may ask?"

Anna opened her mouth to answer, but Kristoff beat her to it. She really needed to teach that boy some manners.

"Apparently she's the most beautiful woman Anna's ever seen"!

"Kristoff"!

Rapunzel just grinned knowingly at the redhead as Kristoff continued, undaunted by Anna's protests.

"Blue eyes, platinum hair, dangerously sexy, as Anna describes," Anna gave his arm another hard slap. He grumbled and held his injured arm, she glared at him, and he returned it.

"I think I know exactly who you're describing".

Anna and Kristoff turned to Rapunzel. She wasn't looking at them, she was looking somewhere behind them, an amused smirk on her lips. She gave a little flick of her head to indicate that they both look. The two turned ever so slightly to watch as a woman entered the hall.

At the sight of her, Anna's heart leapt into her throat. That was definitely her. Same silken skin, same piercing eyes, same miraculous platinum hair. The only difference? She was dressed, obviously, in her perfectly pressed cadet uniform, with that long hair pinned to the back of her head. She wore a pair of black gloves that reached her elbows.

Odd.

Anna watched as she strolled through the hall, her eyes up, ignoring everyone as if she were better than the rest of her peers. That alone should have made Anna hate her.

"Damn, you're right, she is sexy as hell," Kristoff was gawking, way too obviously.

Anna rolled her eyes, ignoring the weird twinge in her chest as she watched him.

"I wouldn't let her hear you say that".

Oh great, another new person to share my embarrassment with.

The three of them turned to acknowledge the person who had just joined them. He'd sat down between Kristoff and Rapunzel without even asking first.

What an ass.

He was tall, not as tall as Kristoff, but long and slim. He had a short crop of red curled hair, and sideburns out of another century. His green eyes were on Anna, almost as if boring into her soul. It made her feel uneasy. But he was smiling warmly at her anyway, and she gave a forced quirk of her lips in return.

What a weirdo.

She obviously had nothing nice to say about this stranger.

"I'm Hans," he introduced, as if someone asked him, "and that," his eyes found the woman they'd all been regarding moments before, "is Elsa Marx".

Elsa Marx. Where have I heard that name before?

"Holy shit, the mayor's daughter!?" Kristoff croaked.

Hans nodded mutely at him, but his eyes lingered on Anna, "yes, the mayor's daughter. And the reason she treated you so coldly," Anna waited expectantly for him to continue, at this point even Kristoff and Rapunzel were leaning in, ready to hear the explanation.

"She hates specials".

9:30 a.m

Okay. That made a lot of sense. If she hated specials, she hated anyone with specials. But she has one too, and she's here as a cadet too. So that means she uses her special too. Does she hate her own? Was is that bad?

Anna sat through most of her class thinking about what Hans told them at breakfast. It was stupid, she was being stupid. She shouldn't be worrying about people she'd never talk to again, she should be paying attention to captain Verda before she made her run laps all night again.

But, that would give her the opportunity to try and see Elsa again. Which would be ridiculous and unnecessary because she hates everyone with a special. And that means she hated Anna. The redhead resisted the urge to drop her head against her desk. That would get her in trouble for sure. She needed to stop fantasizing about beautiful women she'd never talk to, and pay attention.

On the other hand, why should she believe anything this Hans said. She didn't know him, and didn't know his credibility. The man just came out of nowhere, and then he was gone, he wasn't even in their classroom.

Maybe he was just in a different room?

Ugh! Just pay attention to-

Captain Verda was wrapping up her lecture now, Anna hadn't listened to anything she'd said.

What is wrong with me!?

She'd only been there for two days, and she was already screwing things up. Focus Anna! Stop daydreaming, stop thinking about things that don't matter, and get into the police force!

Captain Verda began to dismiss their class. Fifteen minute break, and then they're to meet in the furthest training field. Once they were set free Anna gathered her things and made a break for it.

1:30 p.m

"If you haven't noticed by now we've separated you cadets into two separate groups," captain Verda was pacing in front of Anna's group, her hands tucked behind her back as she observed her group.

She had noticed in fact. At the other end of the field was about a third of their class, standing at attention as a man addressed them.

"You all have physical specials, abilities that are used in the field," Verda motioned lazily towards the other group, "they have non-physical specials, used for a more, precise division of the police force".

Anna scanned the other group, recognizing only a few faces, the only name she could pin was that of Hans. He was standing towards the center of the crowd, smirking.

"You're each going to demonstrate your special, you will be working in close quarters when and if you graduate, and knowing your fellow officer's specials can make or break a tough situation".

Anna scanned her group, there were considerably more of them that the others. Kristoff had taken the spot to her left so she had to crane her neck to see around him. There, at the far end of the group stood Elsa Marx, eyes forward and stern. Anna couldn't help but stare. At least until Kristoff nudged her shoulder roughly.

Anna straightened her shoulders, trying to be the professional adult she knew she could be. It was a good thing too, because as soon as she had righted her position, captain Verda was in front of her. Anna flinched, how had she not seen Verda coming towards her?

"Teleportation," captain Verda stated blankly, loud enough for the group to hear.

Well that explained things. The tall brunette was motionless in front of Anna, her eyes boring into the younger woman's.

"Since you were so eager to leave last night, perhaps you'd like to go first," it wasn't a question, and Anna was sure it wasn't meant to be.

Anna gulped audibly and nodded. She took a few steps forward as Verda retreated, she could feel every eye on her as she made her way up to a thick concrete wall in the center of their training equipment. She knew it'd been placed there specifically for their training, along with many other obstacles and dummies around the open area.

The wall was solid, easily two feet thick and six feet tall. She stood at its base and looked up. What was she supposed to do now? Anna looked over her shoulder, at Kristoff, hoping he'd have some kind of answer. Every eye was on her, either bored or curious as to what she was about to do. She resisted the urge to look at Elsa, she knew she'd only see disgust there, and that wasn't going to help her confidence in this situation.

He was watching her, eyes soft and encouraging. He knew what she was capable of, and he gave her a subtle nod.

Go for it feisty pants.

She could almost hear him, and it gave her the confidence she needed. She gave him a quick little nod and then turned to face the sturdy brick. She took a deep breath, it'd been quite a while since she'd let her special go without real restraint, and this was her opportunity to show everyone what this little redhead could do.

She lifted her arms to her sides, letting her fingers flex into fists a couple times. She took a half step back on her right foot, bringing her fist back with it. She wasn't going to put everything into this, still too afraid she might hurt the people around her in some way. One more deep breath, turquoise eyes narrowed on their target, and a swing of her small fist.

It felt like her knuckles pressed lightly into soft cotton, but the impact was devastating to her onlookers. Bricks broke away from her knuckles, leaving a gaping hole where they struck. Dust billowed past her feet and into the crowd. Damn, it felt so good to let that loose. She gripped the broken and mangled wall with both hands and pulled. The sound of stone crumbling and crashing to the ground tore across the open area.

Bricks fell at her feet, some as big as Anna themselves. If she'd been hit by any in the devastation it wouldn't matter, her skin was thick, and almost impossible to marr by normal means alone.

God that felt good. The rush she got from unleashing her monstrous strength had always been a sort of high for her. It left goosebumps across her skin, and her heart thundering in her chest.

Almost like a turn on for her, but she would never admit that to anyone else.

Anna took a breath to steady herself, and then turned to regard her audience. Some were shocked while others still wore a look of boredom. Who could blame them, there were many different specials in the world, and strength wasn't exactly the flashiest one. Kristoff was grinning like a proud parent, even giving her a sly thumbs up.

Anna gave him a sly smile. At least she'd always have his support.

And yet…..

She couldn't help herself, she slid her eyes to where she knew Elsa had been standing. Those icy eyes met hers in an instant, expression unreadable, and then they were gone, back to looking off into the distance. Anna regarded her for another moment before returning to her post quietly.

Captain Verda gave a slight nod, as Anna passed her, and then once again she was addressing the crowd.

"Next up"!

They watched at least ten people come and go from their line, showing off impressive specials that Anna had only imagined people could have. There was a woman that could slice virtually anything into pieces with her fingertips, and a man that could create clones of himself. People who could fly and people that could turn everything they touched into ashes. Really, it was impressive and a little intimidating.

"Next up"!

Captain Verda called once more. How she always had the energy to go 100% all the time, Anna would never know. Anna's thoughts halted in an instant. Elsa was walking into the center of the field now, head up once again, eyes distant. She reached the area that was dotted with straw stuffed dummies, and began to pull her gloves away from each delicate finger. Anna watched her carefully, probably a bit more than everyone else did.

Creep.

She watched as Elsa tucked her gloves into her back pocket, and then turn away from the crowd. Her shoulders were tense, as if she dreaded what she was about to do. It just made Anna that more curious, why did she hate specials so much. More importantly, what could Elsa Marx do?

Elsa fanned both hands to her sides, fingers extended. There was a quick, almost unnoticeable hesitation, and then she swung both hands towards the dummy ridden land.

Ice, so much ice splintered from those beautiful hands. Large pointed icicles that crept across the grass and plugged into the bodies of straw placed before them. The temperature dropped around them, and each shocked gasp that emerged from the crowd came out in a puff of smoke.

Elsa flicked her wrist delicately, and the ice expanded around her, spreading to cover every obstacle and barrier that'd been set ground was thick with frost, cracking and pulsing with an energy unlike any Anna had ever felt. Their summer day had instantly turned into a winter storm, all from this one woman.

She watched, shocked and intrigued, as Elsa turned to face the crowd, those icy eyes meeting Anna's once more.