Anna was fidgeting in the back of a black car. The moment she had seen the vehicle a wave of nausea hit her as memories flooded her mind. Memories of the last time she saw the person who meant so much to her, and who she hadn't seen since that dreadful day.

To be quite honest, she couldn't remember much of what had happened. For all she knew Elsa had been best friends, and then the girl just decided to leave her. She wouldn't even look at her as she said good bye.

The memory haunted Anna all her life. She was forced to live asking why her beloved sister had just shut her out so suddenly. Forced to live with the pain of never knowing.

But now that would all change. She was on her way to the church, where her parents had always gone but never let her come. Where she could get all her answers... Where her sister was.

Finally. She was finally going to see her sister. The girl who she remembered, or maybe not. Maybe Elsa would have totally changed from the fun child in her memories. Her far, so very distant memories. Although she couldn't bring herself to care. Even if Elsa had changed, she was sure she could live with it.

She was just oh so excited. Albeit the circumstances could have been a little better. She would have preferred that her parents didn't have to die for such a miracle to happen. But she was optomistic, and would take what she got.

That didn't mean she was happy for her parents' deaths though...

The mood in the car grew sullen as Anna stopped fidgeting and let her dour thoughts absorb her. Then they were parked. Anna's head perked up as the driver gave her a sad little smile and exited the vehicle.

Before she could make any move to get out herself, the door was opened for her, and she took one shaky breath as she took her first step into new territory.

The girl who stepped out of the car wasn't very different from Elsa's memories. She had the same hair, eyes, lips, albiet her every feature was a lot more mature, as one would quite obviously think. Her chest had grown full, nicely round and not overly big. Her hips were just accentuated enough to suit her small form.

The look in the girl's eyes was nervous, and it should be thought that it would be. However, there was another look. Could it have been anticipation? That was what would have made the most sense.

But as Elsa stood there, stiff as a rod, eyes cold and scanning the girl, she felt the girl's emotions clearly.

Excitement...

She could have groaned at that... But she didn't. Her composure remained still and controlled.

In all honesty she should have expected this not to be easy. Of course that innocent child from long ago would be happy to see her. That innocent child from long ago was about to get the shock of a lifetime...

Was that a goddess standing in front of her? Dressed in black and blue, barely any skin showing. Light, platinum hair, tied in a bun and neatly tucked away. Posture perfect, elegant, poised.

Anna waved shyly. Her awkward little smile deflated as she received no response. She never had a chance to dwell on this however, as a tall old man approached her with a kind smile and outstretched hand.

"Hello Anna" His voice was smooth, yet deep "I am Roland, the head priest here at Saint Hellen. I welcome you to your new home"

Anna smiled kindly up at the man, thanking him and taking his hand, giving it a firm shake before letting her own drop back to her side. Her graze swayed off, her head lobbing to the side as she made contact once more with the beautiful creature in the long gown. Neither smiled, neither said a word. The eye contact was kept, hard and judging, until Roland decided to interject.

"Come now Elsa" He extended his hand towards the older female "Greet your sister. It has been a long time"

Elsa stared for a moment longer before slowly approaching Anna. Her hand extended daintily, almost looking as if she was reluctant. Little did Anna know the reluctantcy nor the conflict that plagued her sisters mind.

Carefully, Anna took the hand extended to her. This time her grasp was gentle, as if the hand in her own were made of porcelain. She didn't shake it, though she did admire the pale skin in her own.

Though, when Anna made eye contact, was when a jolt of what felt like electricity ran through her arm and shocked her mind. She could faintly hear a high pitched cackle before she was violently ripped back out of the daze in an instant. She felt slightly dizzy, but her focous was regained in a matter of seconds. Long enough for Elsa to be quite a few feet away from her and glaring her down as if she had somehow burned her hand.

You could imagine the confusion on Anna's face, but she had no time to ask questions.

"Hello" Elsa growled lowly, spinning on her heel and clicking her way down the hall.

As Elsa disappeared a sigh was heard from behind Anna. When she turned around, the head priest was standing in front of her.

"Come, Anna. Let's get you to your room and settled in. Then you will join us for lunch in the dinning hall"

"Okay" Anna whispered meekly, taking one last, sad, glance over her shoulder in the direction Elsa had taken off in.