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Here's some Elsa for ya'll! And more of mysterious Kirk
This is a really long chapter btw I'm pretty proud of myself.
"You know, I'm pretty sure it's impossible not to feel."
Elsa's blue eyes shot open, barely controlling a surge of ice magic. She clutched her hands to her chest instinctively.
Kirk was standing in front of her, green eyes calm.
"Kirk, just go away!" Elsa turned, trying to control the tremors that were shaking her body. "Please. I don't want to hurt you."
She felt like an echo of her teenage self; confused and scared.
"I can hear you saying 'don't feel' under your breath. But like I said, I think that's impossible. And even if it were possible, I don't think you'd want that," Kirk continued like she hadn't said anything.
Elsa stared at him blankly, panic and fear fading away at the complete ridiculousness of the situation.
"Excuse me?" she blinked.
Nobody talked to her like that.
"If you didn't feel, that would make you less human. And I don't think that's the secret to controlling your powers."
"I know how to control my powers!" Elsa snapped, wrapping her arms around her chest. "I just need..." She trailed off, dark images and frightening possibilities creeping into her mind. A sob rose in her throat and she choked slightly, letting her head fall into her hands.
Oh Anna, I'm so sorry I didn't protect you from this.
"Hey. Just keep faith, okay?" The touch on her shoulder was light but firm, the contact causing her to instinctively flinch away. However she was grateful that he didn't say It's going to be okay. or Don't worry, she'll be alright. Because there was no guarantee on any of those things. And although she flinched from the contact, Kirk kept his hand on her shoulder, and the touch made her feel more grounded for some reason. The swirling fog of fear retreated and she realized that she had completely freaked out while discussing military options with Kirk. One of the ministers had mentioned the possibility of Anna already being dead and...
Well, she had almost frozen everyone in the room.
A faint blush of pink crept into her cheeks.
"I'm sorry," Elsa stepped away, Kirk's hand falling from her shoulder. She felt an irrational sense of loss as the contact was broken.
"No need to apologize." Kirk shrugged with a smile. She noticed that the room was now empty except for the two of them and assumed that Kirk had shooed the others out, a fact she was very grateful for. For some crazy reason, he didn't seem the slightest bit afraid of her, a trait she had only found in one other person; Anna. "Should..." he hesitated. "Should I call the others in?"
"No!" Elsa stiffened. She wanted to be alone. Keeping up a regal facade among her ministers and captains was almost more than she could take at the moment. "I mean... I feel a little tired."
"Should I go?" Kirk looked concerned.
"You can stay."
The words slipped out of her mouth before she could stop them and her eyes widened.
But the more startling thing was that she actually wanted him to stay. Despite what she had just thought, she didn't want to be alone with her thoughts and fears.
However, she did desperately wanted a subject change.
"Good. I was going to insist on staying anyways," Kirk said lightly. Elsa could only stare at him. "Being alone at a time like this..." The man trailed off, handsome face suddenly heavy. "Sometimes you just need someone to be there."
Elsa wondered about the grief in Kirk's usually light face, tilting her head slightly. But before she could say anything, the soldier looked up at her with a small smile.
Elsa felt a surge of gratitude then confusion.
"Why are you doing this for me?"
Once again, the words slipped out of her mouth without her permission.
However, once they were out, she couldn't help but wonder what he was going to say. Even though it was a completely stupid and inappropriate question.
"You're the Queen. My duty is to my country and you. Your wellbeing is of utmost importance for the safety of Arendelle."
It was the perfect appropriate answer possible for the situation but Elsa felt a strange faint pang of disappointment.
"And..." Kirk paused. Elsa's blue eyes shot up to his face. "Well, I'm probably about to lose my job but... I can't lie. I can tell you're in so much pain about what happened with your sister, and you're worried about her and... well I just didn't want you to blame yourself or run like last time. You may be the Queen, but you're also a human and everybody needs some help sometimes."
Kirk looked up and met her gaze steadily.
Okay. That wasn't exactly appropriate for a soldier to tell a queen.
Elsa stood up shakily. So many emotions were swirling in her head and she could feel the tingling of ice in her fingertips to add to the confusion.
However, it was anger that fought its way to the top.
"What about when Prince Hans..." she spat the name "...brought me here unconscious and imprisoned me in my own castle? How about when he put the death sentence on my head? My sister almost died! Don't you think I have used some help then?!"
"Elsa..." Kirk began, standing up. Once again snow and wind filling the air seemed to slide past him. "Elsa, wait!"
"Do not address me so informally, soldier," Elsa told him, sweeping out of the room.
"Just wait until the scouts come back," Elsa murmured under her breath, staring at the blue sky from her bedroom window.
As much as she hated to admit it, it would be unwise to rush out unprotected to blindly search for her sister. It was a risk Elsa would be fine with taking if it was guaranteed that the consequences would only harm herself, but she knew that if something went wrong, it wouldn't do Anna any good. Based on the notes, Anna was taken because of Elsa. Therefore, Elsa needed to be present, ready, and alive to get her back.
But if they got so much of a suspicion on where Anna was being held, Elsa would be there in an instant.
She hated waiting. Every minute was a nightmare. She just wanted this to be over, to have Anna safely at her side... If anything happened to her sister- Elsa would never ever forgive herself.
Or the people responsible.
They were going to regret ever touching Anna when she finally found them.
Elsa stared out the window, trying to keep the creeping doubts away, trying not to think things like she might already be dead, or torture, or... or other of hundreds of other things. There were some things that it was just not healthy to dwell on. Plus, she'd probably end up freezing Arendelle all over again.
"Being alone at a time like this... Sometimes you just need someone to be there."
Kirk's words echoed in her mind, and the image of his hurt face flashed across her mind.
She already regretted what she had said to him. But at the same time, she felt that she had every right to be angry.
Besides, being alone was nothing new for Elsa. Just part of the territory of being me, she sighed inwardly.
There was a knock on the door.
Elsa ignored it, slightly surprised as the person tried to door anyways, trying to twist open the locked knob.
"Elsa, please!"
Elsa's eyes widened and she clutched her hands to her chest before hurrying to the door to open it.
Kristoff's anguished face was more than she could take.
"Please tell me it isn't true." His brown eyes were pleading with her. "Please. Tell me she's in here, or in her room, or..." Elsa looked away, her silence answering his question. "Oh God, no!" Kristoff's voice broke and he slammed his fist against the wall, eyes wild with fear. Elsa had never seen such raw emotion from the usually calm mountain man.
"I'm so sorry," Elsa couldn't stop the tear that slowly made its way down her cheek.
"It's not your fault." Kristoff said fiercely. "I'm going to go look for her." Elsa opened her mouth to say something, but Kristoff cut her off. "Don't try to stop me, please. But Kirk is right. You need to stay here. The country needs you."
It wasn't the reason Elsa had submitted to staying but she didn't tell him that.
"You talked with Kirk?"
"I ran into him on the way up here. He said you're really mad at him but he begged me to tell you not to do anything rash. He might have said more, but I had to get up here to... to make sure it was true..." Kristoff's brown eyes filled with fear again. He turned to leave but paused. "I don't know what happened with Kirk, but if you're going to trust a soldier, trust him."
"What do you mean?" Elsa kept her face impassive.
"You never heard?" Kristoff stared at her. "When Hans came back and imprisoned you, Kirk led some of the Arendelle soldiers into an attack against him. However they were overwhelmed by the combined forces of the guards from Weselton and those following Hans."
"What?" Elsa whispered, her eyes widening with horror.
"He was thrown into prison by Hans for supporting you."
"I kind of like this corner, I think I'd rather stay here." Anna tried to keep her voice from shaking.
"That wasn't a question, Princess." The guard grabbed Anna's arm and dragged her into view.
"Actually it was question, she asked if..."
"Shut up!" The guard shook the slim redhead roughly.
"Ouch! Hey!" Anna protested, her blue eyes flashing.
"You heard everything, didn't you," Raven examined her, staring intently at Anna's face.
"Listen, I don't know where you got your crazy information, but you can't take away Elsa's powers. It's not possible. And some stupid pair of silver gloves isn't going to stop her." Anna told Raven confidently, hoping the woman wouldn't be able to tell she was bluffing.
Well, it wasn't technically a lie. I mean, I might be right. Hopefully.
It felt like Raven's dark eyes were boring into her skull, but Anna met her gaze bravely.
"Desperate lies to save your sister will get you nowhere. Let me remind you why you are here. You are here because for some strange reason, the Ice Queen is remarkably fond of you, despite your clumsy ways and inability to do anything right. Why this is so, I have no idea. You obviously lack all social grace, you're a danger to your own family, I mean think of every disaster that has befallen your country and what's caused it. You are worthless, simply a spare to the queen. Do you really think that you could escape? And even if you did, what's to say that you wouldn't just make things worse- I'm sure you could manage it somehow. If I were you, I would wait for your sister and let her handle things."
Raven pulled out a small black dagger. Anna tried to back away, her heart pounding in her chest, but one of Raven's rugged minions had her in an iron grip. Raven smiled and almost gently traced Anna's jawline down to her neck with the blade. Anna didn't dare to move, keenly aware of the slight touch of the blade on her skin, knowing it could turn into piercing pain with a single movement.
But what really hurt was what Raven had said- because it actually was kind of true. A tear trailed down her cheek without her permission, and she cursed its for betraying her. She didn't want Raven to know that what she had said actually had hit her hard.
"Oh Anna, did I hurt your feelings with what I said earlier? Don't worry darling. Only the people who truly love you will tell you the hard truths." Raven smiled, her dark eyes glittering. "Don't cry."
Anna gasped in pain as Raven lightly pushed the dagger against her cheek, opening a shallow cut which exactly traced the path of the tear.
"Blood and tears, a powerful combination." Raven absentmindedly wiped the dagger clean on a piece of cloth. "I can't wait to meet your sister."
Anna felt shivers travel down her spine.
"You won't be able to touch a hair on her head!" she spat.
"You're adorable," Raven smiled condescendingly, patting Anna on the top of her head, making Anna see red. "I can't believe you actually thought you could escape. Although I do think something a little more sturdy than rope would be a good idea for those tiny little wrists of yours."
Anna struggled halfheartedly as they clamped cold metal on her wrists, trying to ignore the blood that was now dripping down the side of her face, trying to hold back the tears which stung in the open cut, trying not to think about the possibility of Elsa ending up in the hands of the black eyed monster standing in front of her.
Because even Anna with her endless optimism couldn't deny that it was a real possibility.
Wow I kind of creeped myself out there to be totally honest. Raven gives me the chills. And I made her...
Hopefully we'll get to some things actually happening in the next chapter! Don't worry, Elsa isn't going to escape unscathed, we just haven't gotten there yet! *evil chuckle*
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