Authors note: Hello all, sorry I haven't updated in a while, life and stuff. Any ways, since chapter contains quite a bit of violence and character death. Also, some characters will be speaking Swahili (Google translate so I apologies if it is not 100% accurate.) All translations will be found at the end of the chapter. Enjoy, review like and follow, all that jazz

"This is your entry point" Kristoff pointed out a wide river that separated their camp from the warring city "This city is where that warlord, Mufasa, had holed himself up" He passed a photo to Anna that depicted a man with sorrel skin, bright hazel eyes and russet hair and beard. He didn't look the part of a warlord, at least not to Anna. Strong and determined, yes, but not a warlord. "Now, he and his 'Pride' are on the run, moving twice daily. Our intel says he's trying to find a way out of the city so this is our only chance."

"Intel?" Anna looked up "We have intel?"

Kristoff smirked across the table at her "You didn't think we would send you in blind, did you?"

With a shrug she replied "Actually, that's exactly what I expected." She cast her gaze about the tent that served as mission control, its sides decorated with the emblem of Westergard Corp, a tulip bordered by a leaf on either side. "No offence, Agent Bjorgman, but no one has ever really excelled at the whole 'keeping Anna in the loop' thing. I have kind of just learned to fly on a wire" She grumbled before making her way to the open flap of the tent, pulling her hair, done in a long red braid, other her shoulder.

"Anna!" Kristoff stood up suddenly "This is serious! Once you are in there, you are on your own! We can't send any back up in until you light the extraction beacon! You could die!" he snapped "Don't you treat this like a joke"

Slowly, Anna turned to stare at him and shook her head. "You of all people should know, Agent Bjorgman" she brought her fist up to her heart "I am never, ever, alone" and with that she left, making a bee-line for the helicopter that had been prepped her, checking her side arm as she went.

The ride in the helicopter was a quiet one with only Anna and the pilot inside. She had almost forgot that he was there until his voice chimed "thirty seconds to drop" she stood and braced herself as the door opened. "Three-" a deep breath "two-" ice began to swirl around her feet "One!" Anna dove headfirst towards the water that waited below, pulling her arms above her head and casting a protective shell of ice around her. She fit the water like an arrow, cleanly slicing through the wave, the air around her freezing the water where she hit. Shift, confidant strokes brought her back to the surface and carried her safely to shore.

The city looked every bit the warzone that it had been turned into. Walls of building and houses lay in crumbled heaps, whole buildings gone. The streets were quiet, a fact that she was endlessly thankful for. Quiet meant no screams, no fear. She could deal with that. Anna crouched down next to the ruins of a small house as she gathered her thoughts. "Evidence" she breathed "We need evidence of where he has been. Maybe then we can track him." She moved silently through the wasted back streets, ducking away at the barest hint of a solider. Be they guns for the warlord or the rebels who opposed him, Anna couldn't afford to be caught. She was an outside and could be seen as an enemy to any.

The moon had climbed high up into the sky by the time she had left the outskirts and she was still no closer to finding any clues. "This could take forever" she grumbled as she peeked out of an ally "what I need is-" she looked up at the ruined building before her. It was several stories tall and was dotted with windows. The wording on the side had almost all been rubbed away, but she could still make out 'HOTEL' written across the side in dark blue paint "A sign" she breathed. "Elsa, scope it out" she felt the chilly Entity move away from her and into the ruins. "Guards?" Anna chewed her lip when she was told of this "Take them out. Quietly, I don't want to raise any alarms. She closed her eyes and allowed herself to see through Elsa. She would not be blind to this.

Elsa was swift and deadly. She passed through each guard in turn, freezing their hearts to a stop and moving on once they had dropped. It was over in a manner of minutes, but she could still feel the heavy toll it was taking on Anna. She wasn't meant for this. Neither of them were, Elsa knew. But orders were orders, and the Tyrant had to be stopped.

Her job done, Elsa returned to Anna.

"Thank you" Anna took off across the road and climbed up through the nearest window. She did her best to avoid the bodies of the men Elsa had killed as she worked her way steadily upwards, using planks to cross gaps in the flooring. It was hard goings but she finally made it to the top.

The room she entered was almost identical to her own tented command centre and she knew that Mufasa had been there. Near a blown apart section of the wall was a small pile of charcoal that still smoked gently. "Still warm" Anna breathed as she waved a hand over the coals. "He couldn't have left that long ago. But where to?" The room looked like it had been torn apart, stripped of any possible clues. "Damn it" a swift kick to a pile of rubble sent pain shooting up her leg. "Fuckin pile of rocks" she grumbled as she readied a revenge kick. It was only then that she noticed the corner of paper sticking out of the ruble.

Moving the rocks revealed a map of the city. Every street, every building and even all of the alleyways laid out before her on a dirty piece of paper. There was something scribbled down along the edge but for the life of her Anna couldn't understand it. "How 'bout it, Els?" Anna held the map up to the moonlight and turned it about "any secret linguistic skills you want to tell me about?" with a sigh she placed the map down on a charred table "Didn't think so, but it was worth a try, right?"

The map was splattered with splattered with dried blood, but one spot stood out as odd. A bright red circle surrounded a small cluster of building, a bold cross stood in the middle of the cluster. "That looks promising" Anna began tracing a path towards the cluster before folding the map and sliding it into her pocket.

Thin bridges of ice spread from rooftop to crumbling rooftop, dissolving as soon as Anna was back on solid ground. She was rushing towards the cluster and the church at its centre. She had no idea how long Mufasa had been in the area, or how long he would be staying. She had to hurry. She climbed down into an ally when she drew closer.

Anna crawled steadily towards the open square in front of the church. Hoping that her flaming hair didn't stand out too much, Anna peeked over the barricade she had stopped behind. Men were scurrying about the square, transferring crates and rifles from one of the rundown buildings to the trucks that sat waiting. Shouted orders suddenly dissolved into yells of panic and the screeching of tires sang up with the whistle of a rocket. When the smoke cleared, the ruined remains of at least one the trucks sat smouldering away, the other two were gone.

A gust of wind cleared the smoke as she approached. "Gone" she whispered as she walked through the wreckage "Oh, wow. The rebels must be better equipped then we thought" she groaned as she pulled out the map "And now I have to find them again." With a huff she plopped down in the dirt and pulled a hunk of charred metal into her lap to spread the map on. "Where could they have gone now?" an answering snowflake bloomed across the map "The residential sector? What gives you that idea? Ah, the rebels won't attack the people they are trying to save" Anna pondered over this before folding the map once more. "It's on the other side of town, it could take all night to get there. But you're right, we don't have time." As she stood, the metal clanged to the pavement, knocking off some of the soot to reveal a tulip stamp as she ran back to the alleyways.

She moved slowly the church, choosing it as a shortcut. She froze when a quiet sniffle reached her ears. "Is that, a child?" she hopped over a small ledge only to be greeted by the clicking of a gun. She could feel the air around them chilling as Elsa prepped to defend her, but even she calmed when they saw who it was pointing the gun at them. A little boy with skin and hair near identical to Mufasa. He was sitting at an awkward angle with his free hand clutching his bleeding leg while the other held the gun in a shaky grip. "Kuunga, kupata mbali!" his voice was high and shaky.

He was afraid of her, she could see it in his eyes and it hurt her. Slow she raised her hands "Hey there" she started "It looks like you broke your leg" she moved closer, stopping when the gun pointed higher to her forehead "I can help it feel better. Sooth it" she explained as she moved her hands to help him understand as she inched closer and closer. "And you probably have no idea what I'm saying. Here" Anna sighed and kneeled down, holding out her hand. A small flurry of snow sprung up and she smiled when the gun fell and he gasped in shock. "Uchawi" he whispered. "Um, yea" Anna nodded "Uchawi. Can I help you now?"

When the boy nodded scooted up next to him and placed her hands on his leg "hmm, broken" Anna furrowed her brows "Sorry about this" she dug her thumb into the wound above the break and allowed the ice to flow, freezing the bone back together. "There, the ice will hold till it heals, by then it'll dissipate" Anna smiled and stood slowly. She watched as the child stood slowly, testing the leg before a broad smile stretched across his face and he flung himself at the redhead, hugging her tightly "Asante!" he chimed. "Um, you're welcome?"

"Asante sana. Mimi alikuwa anaenda kuona baba yangu na rafiki yangu, Nala, wakati watu wake na Wengine got katika vita! Mimi tripped na akaanguka chini hapa" he moved about animatedly as he told his saviour his story "Sikudhani mimi alikuwa anaenda kufanya hivyo, lakini basi wewe ilionyesha juu na mimi karibu risasi wewe na… oh mimi nina sorry, mimi karibu risasi wewe! Lakini wewe kuokolewa mimi. Kuwashukuru tena." He bowed his head with a sorry look.

Anna simply nodded slowly "Yeah I have no idea what you just said Kid. Sorry"

The boy paused before pointing to his chest "Simba" he smiled "jina langu ni Simba"

"Simba" she repeated "Your name is Simba" the boy, Simba, nodded. Anna pointed to herself "I'm Anna"

"AN-na?" he tilted his head and she shook hers "No no, AH-na"

"AH-na?" he tried again and this time she nodded. "That's right"

They both dove for cover as a truck screeched to a halt in the street "Damn it, we have company" she looked to Simba "Can you give me some cover, Simba?" he nodded and began to fire over their cover. One by one their attackers fell until only Anna and Simba remained standing. Anna smiled sadly at the boy and clapped him on the shoulder. "Good job kid. Now let's get out of here" he nodded and hurried up the road. Anna stayed behind to catch her breath. A pipe cracked down on her shoulder, bringing her to her knees. She managed to roll and dodge another blow, knocking his legs out from under him. He pinned her down and the two struggled for the pipe with Anna constantly telling Elsa to back down.

Anna twisted the pipe in their grip and allowed ice to coat it, ending in a spear like tip which Anna then drove up through his throat and pushed him off. She blink in surprise when a small hand reached out to her "Ni wewe nzuri, Anna?" she took his hand and slowly got to her feet "I'm okay Kid, I'm okay."

Simba pulled her hand and lead her away through the back alleys, criss-crossing past buildings and rubble. Anna had barely noticed that the sun had risen until they were finally out of the shadows of the ruins. "Wow, I've been here that long?" she turned to Simba and kneeled down to his height. "Simba, things are going to get kind of crazy… well crazier than they already are. You should head home" she made a little house in her palm and when he nodded his understanding she hugged him tightly "Stay safe kiddo." She ruffled his hair before he took off back into the back streets.

Once he was gone, she stood straight and made her way into the residential streets that Simba had led her to. Though, residential could hardly describe the state of the streets before her. It was utterly deserted save for the small handful of Pride members who patrolled the streets.

Quiet as anything, the redheaded agent made her way through the back streets knife in hand. Elsa was busy searching for the warlord, so the guards were Anna's job to deal with. She was disgusted by the feel of the blood on her hands as her knife sunk into their bodies, years of intense training had taught her exactly where to strike. Quick and easy. "Any luck, Elsa?" she whispered as she lay a now dead man against the wall. Her head snapped up as she took off at a run "You found him?" she could feel uneasy ice prickling under her skin "Where? Two streets down. Show me!" the image of a stone building with tall solid walls filled her mind's eye, as well the patrolling figures of twenty armed guards. "Got yourself a little fortress. Like some King." She closed her eyes tightly.

This man had ordered massacres and assaults. This city, and several others were if the shambles because of the warlord Mufasa. He had attacked his own people when they were weak and scared and would continue to do so. She could feel Elsa's anger mingling with her own, it was confusing sometimes, feeling both of their anger. Something didn't seem right, hadn't since she landed at basecamp. No time to think on it now. "Elsa, give me cover." Ice spread out around her, ice dry as the desert around them. It spread and spread until a thick fog blanketed the streets.

The fog parted around her as she marched with purpose towards the compound. It was easy enough the reach the wall, far less easy to climb over it. Climbing had never been her strong suit but she managed the feat, eventually, and with all of the grace of a fawn on slick ice, landed on the other side. She regretted the denseness of the fog as she tried to make her way to the building without falling on her face, again.

Once she found the door, Elsa blew the fog away as spears of ice shot up from the floor pinning the six guards to the walls. There he was, Mufasa the Warlord. He looked confused, scared even. "What are you doing!?" his low orotund voice seemed to echo around the room "you murdered my men, butchered them! Murderer, monster!" Anna could feel the ice roaring through her veins and she could barely restrain the icy Entity as she drew her pistol up and leveled it. "The only murderer here, is you." She ground out as she pulled the trigger once, twice. Over and over until the clip clicked empty.

The pistol clattered to the floor and she approached the riddled body, pulling out a small camera as she went, as well as clicking on the locator on her belt. After taking a few pictures Anna's back went ridged. "Baba?" she knew that voice. She turned slowly to see Simba with the most betrayed look she had ever seen upon his face. Behind Simba was another man with a hand clamped protectively over the boys shoulder. He shared the same sorrel skin but with inky black hair and gleaming emerald eyes with a scar running across one of them. "Baba!" the boy cried again and then it hit her. Anna looked over her shoulder to the body of the Warlord "oh no" she breathed "He was your father, and I… I killed" Anna's voice was wobbly "Simba, please I didn't know" her vision blurred through tears.

"Muuaji!" The boy cried as he hoisted his rifle up at fired at the woman who had saved him only hours before. The shield of ice went up before she could think twice and Anna crouched down behind it. Broken sobs soon replaced the ringing of gunfire, giving Anna the chance to limp out from behind the ice. Simba was sobbing into the chest of the man who now grinned in Anna's direction and in that moment he looked more the warlord then the man who now lay dead behind her ever did. His eyes burned with the unbridled joy of victory as he mouthed "thank you".

Then his face changed. Joy burned into rage, gratitude to hatred. "Muuaji!" his voice was taut as he shouted "Muuaji ana kuuawa ndugu yangu! Kuacha yake!" he held Simba tighter as he narrowed his eyes at Anna "Run, Assassin. While you can" he sneered before shouting again "Kuacha yake!"

She barely makes it to the gates of the wall before she was spotted by the growing mob. Knives and rifles are pointed at her and shot are fired. Their voices rose in an outraged clamour that Anna could only guess were shouts for her life. "Back away!" she shouts as she presses her back against a door. No luck, she notes as the mobs draws around her. She didn't want to hurt them, but they were leaving her no choice. "I said GET BACK!" the spears of ice that shoot up around her get the point across and give her just enough time to slip inside of the small hut and freeze the door, before the peoples outrage wins over their fear and they press on.

With shaky breathes, Anna falls to her knees and retches. "What have I done?" her voice was small "Oh god what have I done, Elsa!?" she was shaking fiercely, flinching at every bang on the door. "I am a monster." With clawing fingers, Anna clutched to her chest, willing her heart to freeze, trying to wrestle control of the ice from Elsa. "Please, Elsa!" Anna sobbed, clawing at her chest "Let it end!" But Elsa wouldn't give in. A gust of icy wind blew open the hatch in the roof and with much prodding, Anna climbed the ladder and onto the roof.

The streets below her were a sea of enraged faces, a swirling mass of hatred. Hatred for her. So distracted by her own self-loathing was she, that Anna didn't hear the helicopter until the first wave of civilians that had managed to climb onto the roof had been mowed down by gunfire, and even after that she did register Kristoff's voice until he had pulled her into the side door by the back of her shirt. The redhead took one last look into the crowd and her eyes zeroed in on Simba, standing on the top on the wall, screaming for her with tears streaming down his face.

Kristoff and Anna had been rushed to the Westergard Corp. private jet once they reached base camp and had taken off almost immediately. Their flight had taken well into the night and had been silent on Anna's part but now she could see the shore out of her window. Almost home. Home, the thought of possibly just going back to her apartment and continuing on sickened her to no end and sent her mind reeling. A distraction, she needed a distraction.

Mindlessly, Anna reached for the remote and flicked on the TV to a random channel.

"We return now to update you on the growing situation. Mufasa Kiburi, the newly elected leader of a small African country just west of Kenya, was assassinated by rebel infiltrators earlier this morning. Vice president Taka Kiburi had this to say," the image cut to a man standing in front of a candle lit memorial. The man, Taka, had inky black hair pulled into a neat pony tail, emerald eyes that shone with unshed tears, wearing a fresh suit with a tulip imprinted pin on the lapels. Anna recognised him instantly from the scar over his eye as the man who had told her to run. "My brother's murder is a terrible tragedy; but the fates were partially on our side as my nephew, Simba, was recovered unharmed. For me it is a deep personal loss. So it is with a heavy heart that I rise to assume his role, as the leader of my people.

Yet, out of the ashes of this tragedy, we shall rise together to greet the dawning of a new era. An era that with the help of our kind and generous supports from the Westergard Corp will lead my country to a prosperous and glorious future!"

"They loved him" Anna breathed as she stood slowly "They chose him to lead them and they loved him and I killed him." Suddenly she spun on Kristoff, ice sparking out around her "Why didn't you tell me that he was their elected leader!?"

Kristoff stood defensively "Anna, I didn't know! I swear on my life that I didn't know! I would never do that to you, never use you like that." His eyes darted about the cabin as ice began to coat the interior in a thick sheet. "Please, Anna calm down. You two are going to bring the whole plane down."

"Liar" She snarled, crushing the frozen armrest in her grasp "You are just like everyone else, just looking for ways to use me. Money, research, experiments, a good laugh, but a weapon? I can't believe I bought it. That you might have actually cared" her voice was so low it was almost a growl "and now there is innocent blood on my hands. No. No more."

Kristoff made to reach out to her but thought better of it. His expression was one of great hurt as he asked "What do you mean no more?"

"I'm done, Agent Bjorgman. The CIA, the company, unit 4. All of it." She snapped as she pointed her hand towards the emergency door "Elsa, get me the fuck out of here." At her words, a blast of ice shot from her hand and bashed the door off and into the sky.

"Anna!" Kristoff shouted over the roar of the wind as he tried to hang on "You can't just leave! Its treason! They will hunt you down like a dog, Anna!"

She was standing at the opening now "They have to catch me first!" with that she leapt from the plane, Elsa forming a protective bubble around her.

It was pouring rain by the time Anna managed to stumble into a town. She slid a couple of quarters into the first payphone she could find and dialed up the only person who she could talk to. Oaken.

"Yoo hoo, this is Dr. Oaken, my I ask who is calling?" The man sounded tired but she couldn't blame him, it was late.

"Oaken, it's Anna"

"Anna! Anna are you alright, what going on? Why aren't you calling me from your home? Where are you?" the man panicked.

"I left, Oaken. I ran out, but I'm not sure if the only person I told will live to tell our superiors."

"Anna, what did you do?"

"Tell them I quit, Oaken. Tell them that I am leaving the CIA, and I am not ever going back" with that she slammed the phone back onto its hook, gasping when a sheer coat of ice covered it. She had to get away, she thought as she ran off into the night.

Authors Note part 2: I hope you enjoyed the chapter, more to come soon. Here are the translations. Swahili before English.

kuunga, kupata mbali! = back up, get away!

uchawi? = magic?

asante = thank you

asante sana. Mimi alikuwa anaenda kuona baba yangu na rafiki yangu, Nala, wakati watu wake na Wengine got katika vita! Mimi anajaribu kukimbia lakini mimi tripped na akaanguka chini hapa. = thank you so much. I was going to see my father with my friend, Nala, when his men and Others got in a fight! I tries to run but I tripped and fell down here.

Sikudhani mimi alikuwa anaenda kufanya hivyo, lakini basi wewe ilionyesha juu na mimi karibu risasi wewe na ... oh mimi nina sorry, mimi karibu risasi wewe! lakini wewe kuokolewa mimi. kuwashukuru tena. = I didn't think I was going to make it, but then you showed up and I almost shot you and... oh I'm sorry, I almost shot you! but you saved me. thank you again.

jina langu ni Simba = my name is Simba

ni wewe nzuri, Anna? = are you good, Anna?

baba? = father?

muuaji = murderer/assassin

muuaji ana kuuawa ndugu yangu! kuacha yake! = an assassin has killed my brother! stop her!