OK GUYS. I am back! It has been a very long week for me and I just got back from school camp yesterday. So please… bear with me, I might make a few silly mistakes.

A proper welcome

" Shane…"

"Shane!"

"Shane… wake up, we're going to be late!"

The small boy got up groggily and rubbed his eyes.

"Huh…wh…where are we going?"

"…Training."

"Training… wh- what training?" the boy asked in a small voice.

A tall man crept out of the shadows of the room. He was wearing a dark cloak and hood that shadowed every inch of his face. His eyes were as cold and hard as steel and his voice sounded like it had been dipped in cement.

Shane felt himself being pulled roughly up by the man and led out of his small bedroom. Normally, Shane would have thought it was just another busy morning with him doing chores. But today was different. Shane could feel it. Something was going to happen…

Ever since his parents had died, Shane had lived with a mysterious man who he had to call "mentor". Shane had never known the "mentor's" real name. But he didn't really care. As long as he had somewhere to sleep and some food to eat he didn't mind.

Both Shane and the "mentor" had just descended a long flight of stairs and had arrived at a set of heavy, iron doors.

A wave of fear suddenly washed over Shane. He had never been to, or even seen this place. What he was about to see was totally new to him.

The sound of the heavy, iron doors being opened suddenly brought Shane back to reality, and he stood there, mouth agape, eyes wide open staring at what lay ahead of him.

Inside the metal doors was a dimly lit, wide room packed with all sorts of weapons: swords, spears, daggers, maces axes, and tomahawks. Off to one side of the room was a desk. On it was a pair of bracers and a neatly folded black training outfit-with a hood.

"Shane we are the Arendelle assassins. We are a small group of fighters who work only under the King's order to both protect his family and Arendelle.

"It is our duty to fight and kill the enemies of Arendelle to create peace and stability. The King relies on us to do this. We work under the shadows to serve the light. We are trained to work quietly and quickly to take out our targets, then to disappear without a trace. Yes, it is true that we are not given a lot of credit from the public by the king will reward us for his great work.

"Shane I tell you this because I see great potential in you. It is true that you have had a very rough childhood. Your father and mother were both murdered. The fire was never an accident."

Shane stared hard at the "mentor", unable to process what he had heard.

"What… wh… why were they killed? They never did anything wrong." Tears had started to run freely down the boy's cheeks.

"WHY… tell me why?!" his breaths were becoming short and ragged.

"Because… your father was an assassin just like us. He served faithfully under the king. There was another group of assassins who wanted to kill the king. Your father fought them bravely with a few of us and managed to kill the ringleader."

"…"

"Apparently, his apprentice was angry and sought revenge. He went and burned down your father's house, intending to kill all three of you. You though, luckily escaped and I took you in with me to train you and to make you follow your father's footsteps."

Shane felt angry. Angry at the fact that no one had ever told him what had happened to his parents. He was angry with his father for not telling him about the assassins.

He wanted revenge…

Shane felt something new. He felt something spark inside of him-as if there was a fire deep inside. He felt stronger and determined to now follow his father's footsteps, and avenge his death.

Shane was no longer scared. It was as if a new boy had emerged from the dark shadows and now had the burning desire to fight.

"Shane. Will you train to become an assassin just like your father?"

Shane nodded his head ever so slightly.

The "mentor" passed him his training outfit.

"Good. Let's begin…"

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Shane woke up just in time to feel the skull-splitting headache pounding inside his head and the sharp pain he felt in his gut.

Man, he thought, what could be worst? Arriving in Arendelle for the first time in many years, instantly getting into a fight in a bar. Then jumping into another fight to protect the Queen from some bad guys, only to get knocked out after saving her. And then suddenly waking up in a dungeon, only to get into another fight with bad guys moments after meeting with the Queen!

The worst part was fighting, then getting stabbed in the gut by some hooded guy who wore a skull mask and fought with extreme speed and agility.

Well, the fact that he beat Shane meant that he was fast… right?

And now here he was. In a dark room, lying on a comfortable bed, trying his hardest to dull the throbbing pain in his head.

Truth be told, Shane didn't even know where he was anymore. For all he knew, he was still somewhere in the castle, waiting to either get a medal for his bravery or receive a death sentence for attempted murder on the Queen and Princess.

As Shane lay on the bed, he thought about the dreams he had.

Those old painful memories…

Shane wanted to forget them…

He wanted to forget his past.

He thought about the fire, mother, father, the "mentor", and of course… Elise.

"Shane c'mon lets go…"

Her voice was as clear as ever, pinned in his head.

"c'mon, c'mon we're going to be late!"

Elise, her face was still imprinted in Shane's mind. Her beautiful blue eyes, her fiery long red hair, and her mesmerizing smile. She was still the same as ever. It would all still be like it if 'it' had never happened. She would still be here if…

The door suddenly opened and Shane bolted upright, immediately regretting as the pain in his stomach exploded.

At first he saw nothing, then, a lightning bolt with red pigtails suddenly rushed toward his bedside.

"ohmygosh, ohmygosh, ohmygosh, you're awake! Are you alright! OHMYGOSH, thank you so much for saving us! You know, at first we thought you were a bad guy, than these hooded freaks jumped in, then you came in to fight them, then you got stabbed then…!"

As quickly as Anna's mouth had blabbered, it stopped. A very deep blush suddenly formed across her face and Shane realized that she was actually looking at…him.

Shane followed Anna's gaze and felt his own cheeks start to boil. He was actually half naked, dressed in nothing but underwear. Anna was staring with wide eyes at his muscles and abs.

Great, just the way to greet the Princess… half naked, red in the face, hair disheveled… WHAT COULD BE WORST?

It was a small voice that filled the awkward silence in the room.

"Um, Anna, would you please give our guest some room?"

Both Anna and Shane's heads snapped in the direction of the voice, and there, standing in the small doorway, illuminated by a only small source of light from the moon shining through the arch window, was the Queen herself holding a small tray of food.

Shane felt his jaw drop. He stared, speechless, at the Queen. She was the perfect interpretation of a goddess. Her ice blue dress glowed in the small amount of light, her hair was now flowing half loosely from her shoulders, and her face seemed to glow as if she was some sort of angel.

Oh, and that small smile at her lips…

Elsa didn't look stern like she did when Shane first met her in the throne room. She wasn't that cold blooded looking ruler who looked like she was going freeze him the instant he spoke. No, her eyes were now warm, friendly, kind and even compassionate.

Damn, Shane thought, she was really good at putting on her 'stern, evil Queen mask' earlier.

"Hi, how are you feeling?" Her voice suddenly interrupted Shane from his trance.

"Uh...good, I guess."

"We were really worried when you just passed out. The doctor said you should be fine if you rest for a few days. Your injury was nothing too major, just a flesh wound near your abdomen.

"You must be really hungry now, you were out for the best part of the day."

It was actually true. Shane couldn't remember the last time he had eaten, and thinking of food made his stomach growl.

Elsa chuckled lightly and place the food by his bedside. Shane instantly took it greedily and wolfed down the chicken and potato, forgetting all about his manners.

About halfway throughout his delicious meal, Shane saw that both sisters were looking at him intently and blushed heavily.

"Th…thank you Majesty, for the meal, its delicious."

"Please it's the least I can do, you saved me and my sister's lives earlier on."

Ok, so now she says I 'saved' her.

"Who were those men who were trying to kill us?"

"I don't know, but they are trained professionals who are good at what they do."

"WHAT! ARE YOU KIDDING!" Anna barged in. "You kicked all their butts. I mean, you did all that Hiyahhhh, Powwww BANG, WHHHHA ZAAMMM stuff!"

Anna started doing really unladylike fighting moves and accidently hit Shane in the face.

"Oooops… sorry, I'm so sorry."

"It's ok, Princess." Shane rubbed his sore face.

"Anna, please," Elsa started, "Shane, do you have anywhere to stay tonight?"

"Um… yeah… there is always, you know, a pub or haystack somewhere where I can sleep for the night…"

Awkward silence

Then, Anna went ecstatic.

"No! No way! Absolutely No! You are not sleeping in a haystack or pub you can stay here with us in the castle."

"Anna!" Elsa started to blush.

"And you know what! Elsa can show you around the castle tomorrow and you two can hang out and you know…" Anna's eyebrows twitched up and down, a small cheeky smile was plastered across her face.

Elsa's face was so red she felt like she was going to literally burst and pass out from embarrassment.

" Um ok, ok, that's enough for one night." Elsa cut in, " Shane you can stay with us in the castle until we figure out what to do with you. Besides you are a really good fighter, maybe you can protect us from those guys if they come back."

At this Shane felt his cheeks start to redden.

"Very well, good night Shane, we'll meet again in the morning." Elsa flashed one of her warm smiles, making Shane's stomach do somersaults.

As Anna stepped outside the room, Shane took the chance to talk to Elsa.

"Thank you for letting me stay at the castle, your Majesty, I really appreciate it."

"It's ok. Besides you did save me and Anna's lives."

Elsa started to walk toward the door. Just as she was about to step out she turned back looked at Shane.

"And Shane…"

"Yes, Majesty."

"Just call me Elsa."

"Of course."

"Goodnight."

"Goodnight Elsa."

As soon as Shane heard the door click, he instantly flopped back down on his pillow and let out a long sigh of relief.

Wow, what a day! Fighting bad guys, meeting with the Queen, getting stabbed… zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

Shane felt his eyes slowly close as he entered the world of peaceful darkness. He didn't even finish what he was thinking when his mind suddenly clouded, and he lost his battle against sleep…

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Somewhere in Arendelle…

A small group of men stood silently in the small, candle lit room as a black hooded figure walked among them.

"Gentlemen, it seems that Shane has once again interrupted our plans, this time from assassinating the Queen of Arendelle." The voice sounded smooth and silky, but was as venomous as a snake.

Skull Mask turned to face the small group of men waiting silently.

"Today we have lost some of our great men. They were killed by Shane's blade. It seems that he is more capable than we thought he was. We have deeply underestimated him."

Murmurs started to erupt among the men. They were getting worried and scared, and have lost their confidence.

Weakness is a sure sign of defeat, thought Skull Mask.

He held up a gloved hand. The small crowd immediately went silent.

"Yes, I know what you are all thinking. You are scared that you might be his next target. Yes I understand. You have no reason not to fear. He is deadly, smart and dangerous.

"That is why we have to change our tactics. He has his weaknesses. He will eventually fall for the Queen, so she will be our main, primary target. If we can get hold of her, then Shane will have no choice but to give in. We have killed his family and most of his friends. He can't risk losing anyone else.

"Gentlemen, I believe this plan will work, as long as I have your full cooperation. Together we can bring Shane down. We can all defeat him. So, who wants to help me bring him down once and for all with our new plan?"

Every hand in the room was raised

"Good, then this is what we are going to do…"

OK. That is the end of chapter 5. I hope you have all enjoyed it. Sorry for the long wait. I have been busy lately. Anyway, please review this chapter and tell me what you think about it. Reviews are always appreciated. Anyways see you all in Chapter 6…

OneZer0