Anna tackled Elsa to the ground. Seeing another arrow that had been fired, Elsa made an ice wall in front of them. The arrow stuck two inches from her nose, nearly piercing it.

The sisters scrambled out from their "hiding place" and saw chaos. Arendellians were running around screaming. They ran over to where Anil was; Kristoff and Sven were getting people to safety. Anil looked at them.

"Glad you could join me," Anil said casually with gritted teeth, knocking an arrow out of the way with an air shield. He looked up at where the arrows were being fired; he couldn't see much except a hooded figure. He turned to Elsa, "Do you know why this is happening?"

"It's probably for that eternal winter I caused," Elsa answered. Anna's eyes narrowed.

"Maybe it's for something else," Anna said, "Elsa, do you remember that higher and higher thing we used to do as children?"

"Yes, I do," Elsa responded. It was the one with the snow drifts. Getting what she was thinking both stepped out into the open.

"You'll have to hurry, they may get flamed out," Elsa said. Anna nodded as her sister prepared one drift and... "Go!"

Anna jumped. Elsa made another one, this time straight. And then...

"No!" Elsa screamed. She had been seconds too late. Anna was falling.

Jets of fire came from Anna's feet. She screamed and thought I gotta reach that cliff. With additional fire jets from her hands Anna rose up, barely touching the cliff, and finally getting on. Anil joined her a second later, and he nodded.

She pressed two fingers together and yelled, "Searing Flame!" Her magic went towards the figure. He turned just before the spell hit him and he screamed as half of his face was hit with the burn spell, leaving a level one burn on his face. His skin continued to burn, but he dumped water on his face and the flames disappeared. But they would recognize that face anywhere:

"Hans?" Anna whispered, stunned.

"But you're supposed to be dead!" Anil said in alarm.

Hans stumbled away, both of them too stunned to stop him.

Anil flew down to the ground, while Anna looked at Kristoff, who was now below the cliff, "Kristoff! Crazy trust exercise!" Anna said, running off the side of the cliff.

Kristoff waited patiently and caught his girlfriend in his arms as she fell, Anna wrapping her arms around his neck. Elsa was looking over his shoulder and so was Anil.

"...what?" Anna questioned.

"Anil told us what happened. And if Hans has escaped and found us... we must leave Arendelle at once." Elsa said.

Kristoff stood up from his crouch and set Anna down. The four ran for the castle.

Once inside they all went to their separate rooms and shut and locked their doors.

Anna got dressed in her steampunk-like black and red dress that ended at her knees with a vertical red and blac striped corset that showed around her waist with short sleeves. Anna slipped on some black leather riding boots that ended just below her knees, put her hair into her regular two braids, donned some short black gloves, and rushed out her room.

Kristoff looked at Sven, "Buddy, we're screwed." And so he got dressed as well, in a forest green shirt, a brown furred vest with clasps, brown pants, and brown boots. He gestured to Sven and looked at his room for one last time, and he and his companion walked away.

Anil got dressed in the clothes he had arrived in: his white hooded cloak with a yellow shirt underneath and a red sash, with black boots, white stockings, with red and golden designs and patterns.

Elsa looked at Olaf, who looked at her and waddled up to her feet. She bent down as he spoke, "Elsa, what happened?"

"A lot," the queen answered, and she started to get dressed. She used her magic to change her clothes into a blue cuffed sleeve dress with a long skirt. The skirt had a slit in it, just like the dress she normally wore, and short ankle length riding boots were on her feet. A sheer cape was behind her. Elsa pulled short, white wrist length gloves on her hands that were identical to Anna's, and rushed out her room with Olaf in tow.

The six met in the corridor outside their bedrooms, "Elsa, I'm so sorry," Anna said, "this wasn't how it was supposed to be."

"That's not your fault," Elsa responded gently, "no one could have guessed what would have happened."

Anna sighed and they began to walk down the corridor, then a thought occurred to her, "Where are we going?" Kristoff asked.

"Where I went before." Elsa turned to her small group of survivors, "The North Mountain."