Chapter 2
The Attack
Bang! Elsa was woken up by a huge explosion, as if a keg of gunpowder had ignited near her head. Only one thought went into her head at that moment.
"We're under attack."
Disoriented, she looked around dizzily for her closet doors. Hurrying up to them, she threw the doors open, and pulled out an outfit that had short sleeves, metal studs on the bodice for protection, and a skirt with small spikes on it (She had this specially made, as this sort of thing has been happened a few times before). Grabbing her crown, she ran out her room door, down the hallway, down the stairs, and out the gates, where she met Anna and Kristoff.
What Elsa saw was utter chaos. There were people running all around, calling for loved ones. Some people had burns, and others had major bruises and cuts on their bodies. Nobody was attacking anybody. There were just flashes of fire, lightning, or lava that came from the sky every so often.
Kristoff ran off to help the guards, and Anna ran to herd the children into the castle.
Spying a young boy, about five or six years old, alone, and crying, with burns on his arms, Elsa ran up to him.
"Where are your parents, my child?" Elsa asked.
The boy shrugged, shuddering from fear. Elsa pulled him to her, cooling his burns, hugging him, trying to calm him down. Right at that moment, a blueish-purple bullet of what could be described as a mixture of fire and lightning flew down from the sky, and struck a nearby support post of a market stand. Queen Elsa pulled the boy as close as she could to her, trying to protect him from the fire and falling debris.
When the debris had ceased falling, Elsa and the boy looked around. The entire merchant stand had completely collapsed, with some beams and timbers burning. At that moment, the boy's parents, along with some palace guards, Anna, and Kristoff came running around the corner, and bowed at the sight of the queen.
"Oh my god, what happened here?" asked Anna worriedly.
"I found this boy over here crying. As I was comforting him, the bloody demon, if that is what it is, decided to blow the place to bits." replied Queen Elsa.
The boy ran up to his mother, and hugged her upon contact.
"Thank you so much, Your Highness," the boy's mother said, "We are eternally in your dept."
"Oh, it was nothing," replied the queen sheepishly.
"It most certainly was something," replied the father.
"Again, thank you." said the mother.
"You all are very much welcome," replied Elsa.
At that moment, something caught the queen's eye. Anna noticed her gaze, and looked in the direction the queen was. Soon, everyone was silently scanning the night sky, searching for anything that stood out.
"What are we looking for?" asked Kristoff.
"Shhh." the general shushed him.
Then, faintly, ever so faintly, a very quiet sound came from the sky. It sounded something like a large blanket of leather being rhythmly shaken.
Flfp...flfp..flfp
The queen noticed something. One could barely see it if they didn't know what they were looking for.
"I think I see it," the Elsa whispered, "Look for a gap in the stars, with a smaller space extending down from the middle of the main gap."
"I see it, too," whispered the general.
"What do we do?" asked a soldier.
"Take it down. Better safe than sorry. Don't kill it, just down it," instructed General Edward.
The general and his soldiers slowly took out their bolas (three or four five-pound lead weights, each attached to a length of rope and the ropes are joined together at a central point), and waited until their target go within range. Suddenly, the object produced a shriek, which turned into a fierce roar, causing the family to turn and run, but the guards stood firm. The soldiers released their bolas, trying to entangle the object, which is easier said than done.
The object dodged and batted away the bolas, trying to keep in the air. Kristoff narrowed his eyes, trying to line up his shot, as he was still holding onto his bola. After three minutes of attempted capture, one soldier threw his bola, but it didn't fall down, nor did the object. Then, as fast as it was thrown, the bola came flying back at its owner, wrapping around him.
Then, the object started to fly away, and that was the move Kristoff was waiting for. He launched his bola at the object and scored a direct hit. The object went down, producing a screeching distress call, as its momentum carried it to the forest about a mile-and-a-half away.
"My queen, I highly recommend that we have a meeting to discuss how to track the beast down," suggested General Edward.
"I suppose that is the best course of action." agreed Elsa.