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Hello My Darlings! Deep apologies for no updates IN SO LONG ;C I became super busy with a new school title; FRESHMAN! And I have participated in my town's pageant, planned so many birthdays, and continuing to pursue my dreams! Let's go over the news with you!
My birthday was on October 16th! Finally 15! Yay for me! Just one more year for driving!
My sister's birthday is the 22nd! Yay for me, I'M THE PLANNER!
Quarter of school has ended, that means no more final tests! UNTIL January T-T
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Now, I present you with chapter FOUR of Melting Her Frozen Heart.
Anna & Kristoff's POV:
"Wolves…" Kristoff's voice quivered, as his breath became shallower and his face whiten.
Anna moved to the front handle of the sled and followed Kristoff's wide eyes to the dark, evergreen trees covered their surroundings. The snow covered the green evergreens like a blanket, but that didn't subside the scared feelings of the forest. Behind the dark, brown barks of the evergreens, Anna spotted two beading red eyes staring straight in hers. Her teal eyes widened in fear, as she saw more pairs of the ruby eyes appearing from within the darkness of the trees. She scrambled back to the seat of Kristoff's sled and looked back to where the trees held the ruby eyes in its grasp. Her breathing became very shallow, with large white fogs of air puffing from her tiny pink lips when she huffed out air, due to Winter's cold. Not realizing snow began to fall, the couple silently stared into the ruby eyes, thinking of a plan, but all Anna could do was count the rubies.
Two, six, ten, twelve, eighteen, twenty-four…
"Twelve wolves… A whole pack." Kristoff read her mind.
Just then, the ruby eyes began to come closer. Large, growling, gray snouts with sharp inch long teeth began to appear, as bodies of wolves began circling the sled. Twelve 6-foot long wolves had encircled them, one jumping on the front top of the sled, obviously the pack leader. The leader stood tall, with a growling snout. Its body was a pitch black ruff of fur, with small patched of grey.
Anna screamed. This shook Kristoff out of his trance and even startled the wolves themselves, but as they began focusing their attention back on Kristoff, Kristoff had kicked the leader off the sled and quickly took out a sword he had packed for dangers and pointed the sharp tip around him and Anna, taking her in his burly arms.
"Run when I say to! Stay close!" Kristoff shouted to his beloved.
"No! I want to help!" Anna grabbed the pickaxe from Kristoff's ice harvesting tools, which he had refused stubbornly to the idea of not bringing it with them for the trip, and aimed it around in front of her.
"Don't be so stubborn! Just stay safe!" He knew he couldn't win against Anna, not even in this situation. But all he wanted was her safety.
Kristoff cut Sven's reins apart from the sled, allowing Sven to defend himself and his family. The leader wolf jumped at Kristoff, tearing him from the sled to the exposed land where the snow lie. Five other wolves began to aid their leader as Kristoff struggled to get the wolf off of him.
"No! Kristoff!" Anna cried as her boyfriend was ripped from her grasp. But she couldn't help him, as three wolves became advancing towards her. She began swinging the pickaxe wildly and out of control towards the wolves. Sven, trapped by the last three wolves of the pack, began growling and kicking the wolves and yelping as he watched his lifelong friend being piled on helplessly by six wolves. Adrenaline kicked into him and Sven roared and backwards kicked two of the three wolves harshly into the air, causing them to feel terror and coward back into the forest. Sven used his giant antlers to lift the last wolf and throw him into the forest, and went to Anna's aid.
Anna, who miserably lost the pickaxe while trying to hit one of the wolves, began backing up onto the sled and shouting for help.
"Please! Someone help us!" Anna's cries were loud and clear, but would anyone hear her in the middle of the forest?
Henrik's POV
"Please! Someone help us!" A woman's urgent voice echoed.
Who would be out here at this time!?
The man in the black cloak ran towards the area where he had heard the female's urgent tone. The cloak hooded over his head and buttoned at his neck, coming down to just blow his knees. His attire was all black; his black boots were in good condition, as the dull leather was worn but still to good use, his black pants were decent, but lathered with snow, and last were his midnight gloves. Looked no different from hunting gloves, but held secret. He ran with all his might, with a large bow in one hand and arrows and a black backpack on his back. The female's screaming became louder as his running soon ended. His hidden eyes widen as he viewed his destination; a strawberry blond lady was swinging a shovel aimlessly around in attempt of protecting herself, a reindeer was battling wolves in aiding a man, who's clothing was torn and looked beaten up within the pile of wolves.
I quickly sprang into action, shooting at the three wolves that enclosed upon the young woman. The wolves lay limply as the arrow dove deep into their torsos and limbs. I jumped on the sled and slinged an arrow at the wolf fighting the reindeer and focused on the man's life. I slung five arrows as fast as I could deep into the grey wolves' torsos, leaving them lifeless or running off in pain and blood. The last wolf turned its attention to me, its black and grey body snapping a realization in my head.
"Ah, so we meet again." I called off to the glaring wolf.
He turned his body towards me, and I noticed the scar of an arrow strike on his right side, reminding me of our last duel. He left the man and focused his anger on me, growing fiercely and prancing onto me. I quickly shot an arrow but he dodged it, making me fall onto the snow covered land behind me in a thud, with a growling, angered wolf on top of me.
Great
I focused on the wolf and when he began making his final move on me, I back lashed it and made my final move on him. I quickly took off my gloves and used my left hand to fire blast the wolf off of me. I quickly jumped up and walked towards where I blasted the wolf. His beading red eyes stared straight into mine, before forever closing into an eternal darkness.
Anna's POV
"Kristoff!" I gasped, putting my hands over my mouth at the sight of him.
His clothes were in tatters, large, bleeding claw marks were all over his torso and legs. His face held three, bleeding scratch marks across his left cheek.
"I'm okay, Fiestypants." He smiled and hugged his love.
Anna smiled as a tear ran down her left cheek, their attention was quickly changed towards the stranger who had aided them. They watched as he fire-blasted the wolf off of himself and beaten all the wolves.
Nobody's POV
"You-you're just like Elsa!" Anna shouted franticly as he finished beating the wolves.
"Hmm?" The stranger in black asked shockingly.
"You control a power just like her sister, Queen Elsa of Arendelle. Except you control fire." Kristoff resaid in shock.
"Uh, no I don't." Henrik nervously said, not wanting his secret to be out.
"Yes you do! Oh my gosh! Kristoff! Do you know what this means?! Elsa isn't the only one!" Anna's excitement scared the young fellow.
"Yes Anna I know," Kristoff turned to their savior, "Thank you for saving our lives, I'm Kristoff. And this is Anna." He said with a smile.
"Nice to meet you two." The stranger in black answered, "And no problem, naturally, when you hear someone screaming in the middle of the forest, you go help them." He laughed.
"Well, by the Princess of Arendelle, I can't thank you enough for saving our lives. Please come back with us to Arendelle, you have to meet Elsa! We'll have you stay at the castle and everything!"
Henrik bowed down, "No problem, Princess. And I must decline your generous offer." Henrik politely answered.
Anna pouted and raised her head, "By the Princess of Arendelle, you are commanded to come with us back to Arendelle and be rewarded properly! No buts!"
"I agree with her on this." Kristoff smiled.
"Bu-"
"Ah ah ah! No buts!" Anna glared, making him zip his lip. "By the way, may we see the face and know the name of our savior?"
Henrik reluctantly took off his hood to reveal his face. He had medium dark brown tousled hair, which parted on the left and shined a fire red in the light of sun. His eyes were of a fire orange-red. He was pale, but was considered handsome.
"I'm Henrik."
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