Breakout Kings

Hey Readers!

Wow so I think I have apologised before about my appalling updating time. I won't make any excuses. I had difficulty writing this story, as I lost some momentum and inspiration, however I have received some comments on the story which gave me confidence and I had a bit of an epiphany. So I can now say for certain I know exactly what I want to do with this story!

I hope to improve on getting updates out regularly, because the nice feedback I have had from some of you makes me happy, and inspires me to write!

Just an FYI I have rewritten the first four chapters, no important info has changed I have picked up on grammatical errors that I have corrected and changed a couple of lines. I want to improve this story.

Also I have written an extra-long chapter for you lucky lot this time to make up for my absence. In fact I made this one so long I have had to split it into two! So next chapter shouldn't be too long.

So without further ado…

"Ok. So I admit, not my finest hour" Fredy confessed reluctantly.

"Ya think." Lukas sarcastically retorted.

"I have apologised about a hundred times. What more can I do?" The red head pleaded. He wasn't a fan of being on Lukas' bad side. Especially after seeing what the blonde could do.

"One more time and you should be golden." Another voice pitched in.

"Excuse me, private conversation."

The third person sighed. "When I have had to listen to someone apologise that many times, it is no longer private."

Lukas snorted.

"Look man, if you don't want to listen, then don't. Simple." Fredy stated matter of fact.

The other man just chuckled in response. "It's a bit difficult when we are all in this cell together. Not as if I can just go to another room to get away from your lovers tiff."

"Yeah… Well… Shut up."

Lukas rolled his eyes at Fredy's childishness. "I'm Lukas." He decided to introduce himself to his fellow inmate. Ignoring the pouting redhead.

"Kristoff."

"Well Kristoff I would shake your hand but as you can see they are a little stuck at the moment. By no fault of my own" He spoke the last part warningly toward Fredy and lifted his shackled wrists as if to make a point.

"Yeah I noticed." Kristoff replied lifting his own cuffed wrists as much as the chain nailed to ground permitted. "So what did you do to get yourself thrown in here?" Kristoff asked curiously. "I've just listened to you two argue for the past however many hours."

Lukas scoffed. "Red head over there is the clumsiest man alive."

Kristoff's eyebrows scrunched up in confusion, although his face was not visible in the low light of the cell. "What?"

"Hey, I'm not clumsy!" Protested Fredy. "I tripped one time!"

"If you hadn't noticed genius, that one time got us – more importantly me – thrown in here!" Lukas replied.

"Oh kay" said Kristoff, processing the information. "So, what did he do?"

"Oh nothing, just casually tipped our two meads over a guard and then crushed another guards…" Lukas paused, thinking of the incident, his face scrunching up in sympathy pain "Well let's just say things that should never be crushed."

Kristoff mouthed an "Ouch" as he realised what Lukas was describing.

"Ok, first off, they were both accidents. If the floor board hadn't been loose, neither would have happened." Fredy explained. His arms flailing beside him as the restraints kept them low. "Secondly, I was not the only one in that bar fight. There was a whole pub full and you threw a fair few punches yourself." Exclaimed Fredy.

Lukas chuckled quietly as he thought back to the mess of people brawling earlier that day. It had certainly been an amusing sight. Although Lukas was enjoying teasing Fredy to much to tell him that. "If I hadn't fought back, I would have been an unconscious heap next to you."

"Well Captain Awesome, you could have walked away." Fredy stated.

"Oh I could, could I? I must have forgot when all the chairs and ale was flying around the room." Said Lukas sarcastically.

"Didn't mean you had to break that guys arm" Clarified Fredy

Lukas huffed. That had been an accident. Lukas had actually been fighting off two large oafs at the time. He had seen them earlier in the day beating down on a poor family, so Lukas had thought it the perfect opportunity to teach them a bit of a lesson. Unfortunately when he knocked the biggest of them down, the idiot landed on some small guy behind him, if the resounding crack that could be heard was any indication, the poor guys arm was without a doubt buggered.

Kristoff laughed out loud at his two cell mate's tale. "Well seems like you two caused quite a bit of a ruckus in Weselton"

Lukas snorted. "You could say that."

"It's just not fair that we are the only ones getting punished for the brawl though." Whined Fredy

"If you hadn't assaulted the guard twice we may have been alright. Instead we take the blame for the whole lot." Lukas pointed out.

"It was an accident!" Fredy hissed for what felt like and probably was the hundredth time. "Bloody wobbly floor boards" he mumbled.

Lukas silently chuckled at his companion. He wouldn't tell Fredy, but he wasn't actually that upset they were in there. He had a strange feeling that it was exactly where he needed to be.

"So Kristoff, How long you been in here? What did you do?" Lukas asked curiously

"Just over a week I guess. My tale is similar to yours. I also got into a bar fight after my reindeer drank too much carrot juice and crashed through three neighbouring tables and a window." He shrugged nonchalantly as if it were an everyday occurrence. Which back in Arendelle, it was. He and Sven had been warned a few times by Elsa. Although last time she seemed pretty serious that if it happened again, they would both be barred from every Arendelle pub. So far it hadn't, well not in Arendelle at least.

"Your reindeer?" Lukas repeated, eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

"Yep." He said, popping the 'p'

Fredy burst out laughing at the story. Whilst Lukas still confused shook his head wondering if he still had heard correctly.

"Doesn't this all seem a bit overkill though? I mean it was a couple of bar fights." Fredy commented, jangling his shackled wrists and nodding his head toward the almost dungeon like cells. "Back home we would be thrown in the local cell overnight to sober up."

"You say that like you know." Lukas stated

Fredy scoffed at the comment. "More times than I'd like to count"

The in mates chuckled at Fredy's honesty.

"It is a bit overkill I guess." Kristoff answered "But Weselton isn't exactly known for leniency." After what he had seen in his time here, fear was a common theme among the folk. "I guess it doesn't help we are not locals."

"So you've been in here just over a week? When will they let you out?" Fredy suddenly questioned. Only realising the time Kristoff had said he had spent in the cell.

"I don't know. When I ask, the guards just laugh." Kristoff replied frustrated. Had he not had to be somewhere five days ago, he wouldn't have worried about it too much. But he was pretty sure there would be a certain red head at home jumping up and down in panic.

Fredy gulped. After hearing how long Kristoff had been imprisoned. He was almost certain that Lukas would be peeved now, knowing that they had even less chance of going anywhere soon. "So um. How are we going to get out?" He tentatively asked.

To Fredy's surprise, Lukas chuckled.

"What?" The red head asked curiously.

"Have you forgotten who you are stuck in here with?" Lukas asked cockily.

Fredy snorted. Of course Lukas wouldn't be fazed. He had after all broken out of Aldrick's control. With ease he might add.

"The self-proclaimed breakout king himself" Fredy praised.

"I take it you've been in this situation before?" Kristoff questioned

"You could say that." Lukas answered "Although there were less chains. And more knives" He continued nonchalantly.

Fredy winced at the description. Remembering Lukas' treatment well.

"So I take it you have a plan?" Kristoff probed "If so I want in!"

"Mate for this to work, you will have to be in." Lukas stated.

He relayed his plan to the two. It was obvious he had been planning it a while, Fredy assumed that Lukas had probably started formulating the plan them moment the entered the building. It was a solid – Not that Fredy was surprised – and both Fredy and Kristoff eagerly agreed.

"So we are we all clear on the plan?" Lukas asked, checking for the third time that everyone understood what had to be done.

"Yes" Both Fredy and Kristoff sighed.

"Good. Fredy you're…" But before Lukas could finish his sentence he was interrupted by a loud crash and then a dull thud from down the hall.

Peering around the corner Fredy attempted to spy what the commotion was, but his chains only permitted him to see darkness and shadows of what he assumed was three cells down.

"What was that that?" Kristoff whispered.

Fredy huffed in annoyance. "I don't know these stupid chains won't let me see any further."

There was another crash followed by a thud. Fredy tried again to see, but to no avail.

Lukas sighed frustrated. "We aren't going anywhere if we don't know what is going on."

"I know. I know. Just give me a sec" Fredy hissed back, annoyed he couldn't see.

After a few more moments they heard what sounded like a scuffle, another thud, a man groaning and then a final crash.

The three looked to each other again, all confused about what they were hearing.

Fredy tried his luck again at snooping round the corner, stretching his limbs as far as possible, his tall frame giving him a bit of an advantage but his muscular build not helping his flexibility.

"What are you doing?" A new voice interrupted suddenly, making all three jump with surprise.

"Whoa!" Freddy screeched, as he tripped, losing his balance, falling backwards onto his rear.

The voice had come from the outside of the cell, Fredy, Lukas and Kristoff had not noticed a figure sneak up in the opposite direction from where the mysterious sounds had come from. All too preoccupied trying to find out what the crashes were.

Although the voice seemed familiar. To all of them.

It had not been angry or threatening at all. Not like the guards they had encountered.

No. It was light and airy, almost amused.

The new unknown addition, giggled at their silent confusion.

And that's when Kristoff knew exactly who was on the other side of those bars, even though the visibility was poor he would recognise that giggle anywhere. And he was way of course with his assumption of her jumping up and down in panic at his late arrival home.

"Anna?" he asked tentatively, hoping he was wrong.

"The one and only" She replied. Happy at last that she had found Kristoff after having checked every cell. Of course he would be in the last one she thought to herself.

"Who's Anna?" Lukas queried.

"What are you doing here?" Kristoff questioned, a little more forceful than he intended, and ignoring Lukas' question.

"Well, I was here to rescue you, but if that's how you treat your fiancé I will just leave you to it." Anna stated, jangling some keys and walking slowly away to add emphasis.

Lukas stayed silent after hearing it was Kristoff's fiancé, wanting to stay out of any "lovers tiff's" as Kristoff had called them earlier.

"Wait. No. Please. I'm sorry" Kristoff apologised. "I just hate the thought of you in danger." He added quickly. "Besides, I'm actually quiet relieved you are here, it's a much better escape plan than the one we had."

"Hey" Lukas yelled offended.

"Shh" Kristoff and Fredy warned. Weary about the guards.

Anna sighed. "No need to worry about the guards, I've taken the three out on this level." She said nonchalantly, pulling the keys forward to unlock the gate.

"What? Really? How?" Kristoff rattled off amazed. "Actually we will talk about it later." He added as an afterthought.

After fumbling with a few keys, Anna eventually found the correct one a pushed the gate forward, a god awful squeak emitting from the hinges as it opened.

As Anna made her way towards Kristoff at the back of the cell, Lukas squinted through the dim light to make out the features of Anna. He recognised the voice from somewhere, but was not quite able to put a finger on it. Had he known her from before? From his past life? He forced his eyes to work, hoping he would recognise this Anna.

It was impossible to make anything out in the light though unless it stood in your face. Lukas wasn't even sure what Kristoff looked like and was surprised that Anna was able to find him so easily. Although, through the dark shadows he could just make out the outline of the others in the cell and Kristoff's build was much like Fredy's, but even in the dim light Fredy's bright hair was still visible, so Lukas assumed that Anna was able to deduce who was who.

After couple of jingles and a relieved sigh. Kristoff was free. "Thank-you" He breathed, rubbing his sore wrists.

"Let's get going before the guards wake up." Anna hurried. "We still need to get back to Sven"

Fredy whined as he realised Anna had no intention of freeing him or Lukas.

Kristoff halted in his steps toward the exit, remembering the two other inmates that he'd been sharing the cell with the past day.

"Wait Anna. We need to free these two as well" He gestured toward the cell.

"Kristoff, I only came for you. They could be really dangerous, and get us caught." Anna stated.

"They were going to include me in their escape."

"They're prisoners, I can't just be freeing every Tom, Dick and Harry."

"So was I" Kristoff retorted.

"Yeah and my name is Fredy, and he's Lukas, not Tom, Dick or Harry."

"Well then I'm sorry Fredy… Wait. What Now? Fredy? Lukas?" Anna asked.

"That's what I just said." Fredy replied confused.

Anna laughed lightly. "Did you by any chance happen to save a girl a couple of days ago?"

"No" He admitted simply.

But Lukas's head jolted up as it hit him why he recognised the voice. He had saved her life on his way to Weselton. Fredy had simply helped escort her.

"Joan?"

"I mean yes!" Fredy changed his answer quickly "Jakers that's why I recognised the voice. Thanks Captain Awesome. That was driving me crazy!" Fredy exclaimed.

"Joan?" Kristoff repeated Lukas' words, confused.

Anna giggled nervously "Err… Yes, funny story actually."

"What's the story?" Kristoff said as he scratched the back of his head as he waited for Anna's reply.

"Explain later. Let's just get these two out of here!" Anna, Aka Joan darted off to release both Lukas and Fredy from their shackles, apologising to each that she was going to leave them behind. "We have to hurry!" She stated as she unlocked both sets of cuffs.

Both Lukas and Fredy mirrored Kristoff's actions when his cuffs where taken off, rubbing their wrists, and stretching their backs.

"Follow me" Anna commanded as she led them to a door on the far side of the Cell block, where Lukas noticed a figure laying in a heap on the floor. He assumed that was one of the downed guards.

Not so much the damsel that I thought she was, he thought as he followed her quietly through the halls.

As luck should have it most of the cells had been empty of inmates, although Anna had mentioned that there were three other prison blocks and this block was the smallest, which Fredy had found surprising as it was massive.

"I thought there would be more guards." Kristoff whispered.

"There were." She replied simply.

Kristoff looked again but could only remember the one and he couldn't see any in the dim light in front of the dungeon staircase. "Where are they then?" He pointed out.

Anna huffed in annoyance. "Kristoff now is not the time for questions. But there is in one in a cell. Sneaky toad thought he could take a nap without anyone noticing. And then another just to the side of the door"

As they reached the door Kristoff noticed one of the guards just off to the side as she had said. He shut up after that.

Lukas also noticed that Anna was holding a frying pan, which he thought incredibly bizarre, but he thought best not to question her on it now.

They climbed the narrow winding stairway slowly, their footsteps, no matter how light, echoing against the solid stone surfaces beneath their feet and along the walls.

Once they reached the top the four stopped, stood in a single file line with Anna at the head.

Fredy - who was at the rear - was confused why they had suddenly stopped, eyeing the door as his freedom. "Ok then." Fredy said, breaking the silence. As no one had moved or spoken, all just waiting to see what Anna had planned about getting them out of the dungeon. "So shall we go?"

Anna cracked the door open, just enough to peer outside and see if there were any guards about. Not seeing any, she pushed the door open fully to let everyone out. Although she promptly pulled everyone flush against the wall as they exited.

The lighting had improved slightly from the dank dungeon block they were in, lit only by the bright half-moon that sat pleasantly in the sky to the West.

"It must be about three in the morning." Kristoff commented more to himself as he shimmied his way along the wall following Anna's Lead, even if he had no idea why they didn't just walk normally.

"Well that would explain why there are so little guards patrolling" Lukas pointed out.

"Shh. They are everywhere" Anna whispered. She then pointed upward toward a lookout tower, then another, and another. In total there were six. Three covering the open corners of the Courtyard. And a further three scattered evenly along the exit. The one that bothered Kristoff the most though was positioned strategically at the stables, which is where he had a sinking suspicion Sven was being held.

"I take back what I said" Lukas gulped.

"They have a sharp shooter ready in each tower" Anna whispered as she stopped along the wall. Pointing again to the closest tower on the east wall. "They also randomly sweep the area with these big round light things. I have no idea how they get the light like they do." She admitted amazed.

As if on que a beam of light shone down from one of the towers and swept left to right as the remaining five then also followed suit.

"Wow" Kristoff breathed. Never having seen anything like it before. Then he realised the major difficulty these big lights posed to their already impossible escape. How did Anna get in? More importantly how are we getting out? He thought, although hadn't realised he had voiced his thoughts.

"What Kristoff said" Fredy commented quietly "I mean how do they do that?"

"A bright flame, some mirrors and a rather large magnifying glass." Lukas replied subconsciously eyeing the lights moving up ahead. "Spotlights" he whispered again still unaware of what he had said.

Fredy looked at him bemused but before he had chance to question Lukas further, they were on the move again.

They followed Anna as she weaved in and out of the shadows sticking close to the walls, stopping briefly, then hurrying along and ducking behind a coal bunker, as a light swept over their part of the courtyard again.

It was slow progress. But no one complained. All having the end goal in mind.

At some point during the daring escape, Kristoff and Lukas were separated from Anna and Fredy, when the latter two made a mad dash from one cover to the courtyard exit, to hide under one of the towers, narrowly missing the beam of one light. All went still for a while as one of the beams swept back and forth searching that particular area. Which Lukas assumed meant the lookout caught a glimpse of movement.

Thankfully, no alarm bells were rung out and the random paths of the beams of light continued not long after.

Kristoff and Lukas waited patiently for their chance to run for the exit but the beams had not let up in their sweep.

When suddenly two of the lights died out. They both crept out of cover slightly, and when they saw the third spotlight move to the opposite side of the courtyard, sprinted toward to exit, stopping underneath the same tower as Fredy and Anna had earlier, although they were now nowhere to be seen.

"My girl is crazy right?" Kristoff whispered over to Lukas.

Lukas smirked as he nodded his head. He kept his eyes on the path ahead. Waiting for their chance to make a dash for the stables. He also noticed that getting from the stables un-noticed with a couple of horses and a reindeer, would be near on impossible.

One of the flames died out, which meant they only had one more beam to contend with on the path to the stables. They sprinted again towards a couple of hay bales that had been conveniently placed for them to duck behind.

Kristoff peered round the corner of the bales toward the stable doors, noticing Anna and Fredy waiting – impatiently he might add - with Sven and two horses.

"How?" Kristoff commented quietly.

"How what?" Lukas queried.

Kristoff simply gestured for Lukas to take a look.

Lukas slowly poked his head around the hay bale to see what Kristoff was gesturing toward. "How?" he repeated Kristoff's own words, his face just as perplexed.

The mountain man shook his head. If there was one thing he knew for sure, he would never understand all that was Princess Anna.

Lukas surveyed the area one last time before he pulled himself back behind the bales.

"Kristoff, from what I can see. The only way we are getting over there is by distraction, creating a diversion or…" he turned and pointed to the last tower that was still dutifully sweeping the area "wait till that goes out. And that ain't going to be anytime soon."

Kristoff nodded in agreement, but wasn't sure on what they could use as a diversion.

Lukas stood thoughtfully, planning the next few events carefully. He nodded after a few moments to himself and turned to Kristoff again.

"Ok bear with me." He started, gaining the larger man's attention. "I will draw their attention towards me. I will just make a run for the gates. When I do that you just leg it to the stables, and when they are distracted enough, get out of here!" Lukas said. Earning a surprised look from Kristoff.

"What?" Kristoff shook his head in disbelief. "You will get caught, or shot."

The smaller blonde nodded. But for some strange reason he had a feeling that this is what he had to do. He couldn't explain it, but it was like his whole body was telling him that it was all happening as it should. Just like when he saved Joan – Or Anna – It was all reflex, but it felt right.

"You don't even know me, or us really, and you would do that?" Kristoff commented.

"Just get them out safely. And keep an eye on Fredy. He's a good kid." he simply replied.

Kristoff stood silent, but nodded in agreement after he noticed the look on Lukas' face was far to determined. There was no way of changing the other man's mind.

"Ok, wait till the light follows me. Then go."

Lukas took a deep calming breath, as his heart rate quickened.

"On three" He spoke to himself. "One. Two…" He closed his eyes and thought about what he was doing one last time, and it was like time slowed down, the thudding in his ears from his rhythmic heart beat the only indication that time was still moving, he took one last deep intake of air, before opening his eyes "Three."

He ran from his position of cover, heading straight for the gates. The stutter of the beam, alerting him that he had finally been spotted, and the arrow that whizzed by his head just extra confirmation. There were yells of surprise and commands, another arrow whooshing by as he ran zig zagged to avoid being hit.

The pounding of fast approaching feet told him he wouldn't be running alone much longer. He chanced a look behind noticing three heavily armoured guards chasing him down, and when he turned back, the large gates opened up fully ahead of him to reveal a further two more guards. Lukas charged toward them, narrowly dodging yet another arrow. "Sharp shooters? What a joke." He laughed to himself as the adrenaline pumped furiously through his veins.

A few moments later he was entering combat with the two armed and highly skilled guards.

He hoped to quickly dispatch of the two before entering combat with the three approaching from behind. Luckily he was able to take out the first of them pretty quickly, landing a strong uppercut to his open chin. Thankfully the goon had not been wearing a helmet like the others.

The second guard had been a little trickier though, Lukas tried going for the downed guard's weapon but it had been difficult to reach with the constant wild swinging of the second guard's sword. A stroke of luck hit as Lukas dived out of the way of yet another swing, and another arrow flew by hitting the brute guard in the thigh.

He didn't have time to catch his breath though as the three that had been chasing from behind finally entered the fray. He dodged left then right, rolling constantly away from the swings of their weapons, throwing a kick or a punch in when he could but barley landing anything damaging through their armour.

Eventually he had made it close enough to arm himself with one of the dropped swords, and he fought fiercely against the highly skilled gang, his foes surprisingly quick and nimble, even in their heavy armour.

As the four fought, more arrows scarcely missed, which had surprised Lukas, considering they had already hit one of their own. Maybe they don't care. He thought as he parried yet another strike, countering with slamming the hilt of his sword to the side if the guard's helmeted head, stunning and incapacitating the man temporarily, the loud ringing made even Lukas wince.

As he swung a final blow to the side of the guards head with the flat of his sword, swiftly knocking the guard unconscious, the echoed chimes of the bells blared, raising the alarm for all of Weselton to hear. He knew it wouldn't be long before reinforcements arrived.

Lukas growled in frustration as he fought back the guards again, hoping that his companions would hurry up and get out before more soldiers arrived.

Though his concentration slipped as he heard a sudden yell of "No" and "Get off me" from behind. It was defiant and angry, but high pitched and feminine, it had sounded much like Anna. As he defended yet another onslaught of attacks, he pushed back enough space to give himself time to quickly turn and see the source of the cries.

It was in fact Anna, struggling against the grip of a soldier. He then noticed that both Fredy and Kristoff were fighting off a few other guards, but were clearly out matched and losing.

The sound of sharpened steel slicing through the air pulled his attention back to the fight he was currently in, he turned, lifting his sword in time to block a deadly blow, the swords colliding together with such force that Lukas' body shook from the reverberations.

Quickly regaining his composure Lukas capitalised on the other man's open mid drift and threw a front kick to the exposed abdomen, effectively winding the man and pushing him into the path of his other armoured companion, giving Lukas just enough time to run towards his own companions.

Kristoff noticing his run toward them, quickly shot pleading eyes in Anna's direction. Lukas nodded his understanding, before quickly pushing faster toward Anna and the guard.

As she struggled against him, one of flailing arms knocked the guard's helmet off and they turned as she fought relentlessly against his vice grip.

Their new position allowed for Lukas to approach from behind and he took full advantage of it. He swiftly kicked at the back of the soldier's knee, to which the guard promptly released Anna, allowing her to spin round and conk him over the head with the frying pan she had so adamantly clung to.

"I really need to ask her about that frying pan" Lukas thought stunned as the guard face planted the floor.

"Are you ok?" Lukas asked breathlessly.

"Yeah." She replied, regaining her composure. "It seems to be becoming a habit of yours, saving my life." She joked.

Lukas chuckled as he pulled himself upright.

"Err guys, I think we need a little help over here." Fredy interrupted wearily.

Lukas turned to see that the two guards he had been fighting had recovered from their temporary incapacitation, and were charging toward the group, however just behind them followed a small army of soldiers.

The reinforcements.

The guards that Kristoff and Fredy had been warding off backed up, as their army circled the four foreigners.

Lukas sighed in defeat. He had failed to distract the guards enough to get his friends out.

"This isn't your fault." Kristoff said quietly as they moved closer together, watching the soldiers circle round them like predators after prey. "We couldn't leave you behind, we all agreed. Especially after you risking your life for us like that."

They all nodded their agreement.

"I would have felt better if you got out." Lukas said sadly.

Fredy snorted in amusement, but with a hint of nervousness. "Nah buddy. You've saved my life once already, I couldn't let you die without repaying the favour."

Anna hummed in agreement.

"I may not know you that well, but anyone who saves my fiancé, and has the decency to risk his life for strangers again, doesn't deserve to be left." Kristoff added.

"Blah, blah, blah." One of the soldiers said as he stepped forward in front of the circle of soldiers. "What is this, some mothers meeting club?" He said sarcastically.

He eyed the four menacingly, before continuing. "So you thought you could break out of a Weselton prison aye? Are you all mad? We're Elite soldiers." He stated proudly.

Kristoff scoffed at his comment, as Anna tried supressing a giggle.

"Have some'ing to say?" the guard seethed.

"Elite? I think you are the mad one Sir." Lukas answered for them "I'm pretty sure more than a dozen arrows whizzed by me, and at least five of your men were downed by a girl with a frying pan."

"Hey" Anna squeaked, offended at his statement.

The guard, who Lukas assumed was their commander due to the difference in his uniform, grit his teeth, as he stared furiously at the four. He signalled to his men, and they all took a step closer to the escapees. Lukas, Fredy, Kristoff and Anna huddled a little closer together.

"Hmm I guess we can't let people hear of that now can we?" The commander scratched his chin.

Lukas noticed the commander's quick gaze upwards and the subtle signal that the man did with his other hand. Following where the man had looked, he watched as an archer pulled back on his bow and let go in one swift movement, the arrow flying perfectly through the air.

"Oh the irony"

Lukas reacted on instinct yet again, as he heard the commander's humourless last words. He dived toward Anna, noticing the thin missiles trajectory, dragging her down with him as they hit the rock hard dirt.

"Anna!" Kristoff shouted in panic as he realised what had just transpired.

Fredy stood shocked, rooted to his spot.

The guard laughed menacingly as Lukas' eyes grew wide. He noticed the dark crimson liquid pooling on the ground beneath him, and suddenly the air around him plummeted to freezing temperatures.

His world went black as he realised that this time he had failed.

Ok so there you go!

How many of you hate me right now? Yeah sorry about that, but not so sorry!

Anyways, just a quick explanation on the timing of this story, as I had a query.

Arendelle was actually a couple of weeks ahead of the current time of Lukas and Fredy. However the timings in this chapter have now aligned, so they will now be working in tangent.

Finally I'd just like to answer the comments on my fic, because I really do appreciate them.

ScarletAvenger – Yeah sorry it's a little slow to begin with, but I swear it gets a bit grittier from now on! I'm glad you find it captivating and are enjoying it! I think there will be some twists you weren't expecting, so stayed tuned!

Guest – Haha I am so sorry! But thank you very much, this feedback is amazing! You can guess who the prince is but I'm not giving anything away. We will just have to wait and see aye?! ;)

Hope you all had a great read.

Good day all.

Shadow-Runner out!