Everything was fine.

It started with her head, a curious sensation of water being spilled, pooling deep down inside – all the way down to her toes. It sent icy dread through her veins but she couldn't recall why this feeling had overtaken her.

Everything was fine.

She wondered, taking note of her body in bemusement, how she could even stand; her whole body felt completely numb as the world around her seemed to be on mute – the other girl's lips kept moving yet no sound seemed to reach her in this bubble shield. Oh yes. Her. She's talking to me. Anna studied the other girl curiously as if noticing her for the first time, while those soft pouty lips kept forming more words. That's right. She said something important….

The thought brought baggage, knowledge oozing into the little wheel that stubbornly refused to spin, having gone on strike for who knows how long – the jolt running through her as sound came crashing back in waves. "We are sisters. This has been confirmed through a recently acquired depiction of the royal family tree, sent anonymously to my office. It contained…ahem, well there is no mistaking that it is genuine. I thought you should know, as well as to inform you that I will be announcing you as my heir at The Great Thaw Event."

Elsa's eyes were steady, but clearly holding some emotion back; her composure, to anyone without a trained eye, seemed perfectly calm and at ease – delivering a standard report. Anna knew better. Only she wasn't sure why this news seemed to bother her Queen, unless just the fact of not knowing caused her distress. It did however; bother HER greatly, in a much different way she was sure.

They were sitting in the private office, at the request of Her Majesty – something about not wanting to be overheard, the curtains closed and a fire burning low, mainly for her sake. She had opted to stand, unable to confine herself into a chair, proving to be too anxious to bother with trying to hide it – only know she wished she had taken the seat offered.

"We can't be sisters!" She all but screeched without thinking, trying to hold back angry tears. It made the other woman jump in alarm in her chair at the intensity – the reaction of the older woman seemed conflicted, but the deeply hurt look that stole across her features made Anna feel lower than dirt, before the face smoothed over to quiet disposition.

"And why is that?" The soft voice was gentle, if not understanding, yet there seemed to be an underlying emotion hiding behind the sophistical lilt of tone. Hurt maybe? No….not quite.

Anna couldn't figure out how Elsa was feeling. It infuriated her as much as it did confuse her. "I-I just can't be. I'm completely ordinary," she mumbled in defeat. "How can we be sisters?"

Those dainty brows furrowed together in confusion as well as undisguised concern. "What do you mean by that?"

Anna tried her damn hardest not to start bawling right there. "You're amazing. Anyone would pale in comparison to you, for me to be your sister….not only do I have so much more to live up to, but….I just….can't be."

It hurt. It hurt too much. She couldn't bear this any longer. Elsa would never be hers.

The thought alone nearly caused the eruption, but she stubbornly stamped it down violently. She would not be humiliated any further. "Look Elsa," she said with a hand out to stop the platinum blonde from saying whatever she had been about to say, "This is a lot to take in suddenly. Even with this," and she paused to glare at the one thing that stole her happiness away, feeling the need to touch it once more just to be sure it was real. She could only bring herself to glide a finger over the line connecting her and Elsa's names, before she quickly recoiled, "with this… proof, I can't say that I believe it," she continued. "The timing of its arrival is questionable at best, not to mention the anonymously part, as well as the barely concealed threat at the bottom." It was a last ditch effort on her part, her brain simply didn't want to accept the facts, but the threat written on the bottom was definitely a red flag, giving her something to cling to, however foolishly.

Elsa, who had been listening to her with rapt attention, balked at the last statement. "What?" She all but snatched the vile thing up with what looked to be fear, the parchment trembling in those long pale fingers.

"Your Queen needs her heir, for summer always burns brighter than the longest of winter days," Anna recited. "Arendelle needs her heir to usher in a king, or the Queen shall doom the kingdom, with her sinful wicked ways."

The fingers trembled even more so now, as those impossibly blue eyes racked the parchment, as if searching for the words Anna herself had managed to catch a glimpse of.

"Anna….those words…aren't on here."

"Look, I know that's why you had the bottom half covered; you didn't want me to know they were threatening you. But it clearly says it, plain as day right here." Anna reached over the desk and pointed where the words were positively glowing.

The Queen slowly looked up at her then, an idea forming behind those eyes. "I think the message is for both of us." She cleared her throat and was – blushing? "I uh, well the message that I read is completely different, leading me to believe that this may be enchanted. If that should prove to be the case, then you may be right. This could be a complete forgery."

Anna chewed those words thoughtfully. Despair uncurled itself and shrank back into a little corner, as hope overtook her; the emotion making her tremble as she dared to believe. But wait –

"What does it say for you?"

Now she was definitely blushing, the barely there freckles standing out, as she muttered something under her breath.

But curiosity took hold of Anna, and she made a grab for the parchment. Elsa squealed in surprise, but was too late to do anything about it – each holding on to one side. "Anna no, let it go!"

"You let it go!" Her words were swallowed up by the bottom of the page suddenly glowing in golden streams of light, infusing their hands and bodies. Words flew off the page, the calligraphy streaming like faerie trails, flowing into the office all at once; brightening the room in its heavenly glow.

The two girls could only look at each other in fascinated horror, as the two messages became one.

"Your sinful ways will be your undoing; the one you love is not for your choosing. If such unholy union were to take place, nothing will save your sister's face."

The golden words wove around them as Anna turned to stare at Elsa, jaw dropping to the floor. She was surprised the words didn't flow into the cavernous pit, as she continued to gape at her. The golden letters disapparated soon after the message Anna had recited previously and somehow – they both wrenched free of the thing. "Elsa …did it….are you," her words wouldn't cooperate with her; she couldn't believe it, her heart making itself painfully aware of its presence. She stared transfixed as Elsa turned the brightest shade of red she's ever seen. The woman was visibly shaking, tiny bursts of snowflakes gliding out of her fingers and before another word could be said, the woman took off like a rocket.

Anna had never seen anybody run so fast. "Wait!" She yelled desperately, flailing in her attempt to chase after her, brain and legs finally deciding to coordinate cohesively.

"Elsa!" Her heart thumped painfully in her throat as she followed the icy trail, startling the castle maids and staff in her hurry, whom already looked disheveled. The trail led outside and she didn't hesitate to follow it, as soft snow began to blanket the area.

(Begin Anew)

Elsa couldn't breathe, choking on something that refused to be named. She didn't know how far she had ran, and she slowed to a confused stop as this thought occurred to her. What am I doing?

She looked behind her, and didn't seem all that surprised to notice snow falling in her wake. She willed herself to calm down, to stop this snowfall before it turned into something nasty.

Only it wouldn't go away.

Again and again, she willed her love to make it melt – it ignored her efforts, steadily falling faster and faster. Fear seared her veins, and immobilized her. It wouldn't go away. She had become powerless….All her hard work. She couldn't let the monster come back…..

She squeezed her blue eyes tight and thought of the one love more powerful than anything she had ever felt; those incredible teal eyes full of boundless energy, the waves of copper hair, the lithe and muscle toned body, and the warmth of that dazzling smile – could melt anything. Elsa could feel it now, the control slipping back on like a glove yet – something else too….

Her eyes flew open as golden sparks cackled angrily out of her hands, arching up into the sky like gleeful sprites. She screamed in terror, as more and more golden waves of magick flowed out of her, completely out of her control. What the hell is happening?!

Elsa didn't have time to scrounge around for an answer – an energy beam erupted out of her, causing her whole body to twist in an unnatural pose, her face frozen in an endless scream of pain. Please let me die…just let me die….

"ELSAAAAAAAAAA!" It took so much energy to open one eye to see a figure running towards her, and she could feel the golden magick lick it's lips hungrily.

"Noooo! Stay back!" Elsa cried out. "Ahnnnnnghhhaaaaaaa!" The pain intensified, if it were all possible, effectively shutting out her warnings. Elsa's world becoming only never ending pain.

Her eyes began to flutter but just before she succumbed to the darkness slowly engulfing her, she saw her princess wielding her butterfly blades facing someone coming out of the golden light, a fierce look stealing her features. And Elsa smiled softly as her head hit the snow. She looks like an avenging warrior…..