Okay sorry its been a while ! I was traveling and just got back and I start work again soon so idk I'm a busy girl now lol. But anyways I'm trying to stay on top of this story! Try not to get too mad at the time gaps in between chapters.. XD

I couldn't take my eyes off of Achan and Gabe. I had no idea what happened, but these girls were obviously responsible, and I was tired, and my left arm burned, and I was starting to get very pissed.

"What are ya doing here?" The red headed girl in the middle asked. I cut my eyes to her. She spoke with a heavy accent. Her bow was still aimed at us, but more specifically, at me.

I put my hands up slowly in a kind of surrender, but I didn't take the scowl off my face.

"What have you done to my friends?" I answered her question with another one. My tone wasn't very friendly. I wasn't really interested in small talk, all I wanted to do was get the boys away from those girls and get the hell out of here.

"You all trespassed, and this one here," she shook her elbow at Gabe, her hands still preoccupied in holding and aiming the bow at me, "tried to attack Attina."

"And after I took him out, this one tried to get at Merida, and I was not gonna have that." The one with the knives sticking out of her hair spoke. I presumed that she was Attina, and that name rang a bell for some reason. I couldn't place it though, so I returned my attention back to the pressing matters at hand.

I took a sideways glance at the knife still being held to Achan's throat, and I couldn't tell if he was unconscious or not. As long as he and Gabe were still breathing, I wouldn't be too worried. I took a breath and addressed the red head, who seemed to be the leader from what I was picking up on.

"Look, I'm sure they were just freaked out by the… " I trailed off, not sure how to explain it. I had a feeling that these girls were somehow involved. But I just took a breath and continued. "Fire. And I'm sorry if we trespassed. Just give us our friends and we'll leave." I didn't think we were trespassing, I was just saying that to get them to let us go. I was sure that they were experiments, and probably crazy, and we did not need to get mixed up in any of those anymore.

I took an unsure step towards them; with my palm out, trying to show that we didn't mean any harm.

Big mistake. The red-headed one took that as a sign of aggression, and let the arrow fly.

Time slowed down. The arrow slowed down, and everyone and everything around me slowed down, but I seemed to be going at the same "normal" pace as always. My right hand, which was the one I had extended, snapped up and grabbed the arrow while it was still flying at me in slow motion. In mid-flight. With it inches from my face. I grabbed it.

It all happened in less than a second, but felt like minutes to me. I tried to mask my own surprise, without much luck. My eyes, still crossed from looking at the tip of the arrow, widened, and I heard a few gasps, and Anna screamed.

Everything was back to normal pace, and I was a little freaked out by the fact that everything had gone slow motion for a second.

I slowly lowered the arrow, and narrowed my eyes. The brief shock of what I just did wore off and fury started to replace it. I cut my eyes to the red head that shot the arrow. She looked incredulous and shocked. She looked the way I felt moments ago.

How dare they shoot at me?! I thought, the rage driving me now. I felt myself start to shake. I took another step towards them, but this time pulled my bow out of the waistband of my pants. I clicked the button on the top of it and what looked like a simple little black rod extended fully and quickly into a high tech bow.

I took a few more steps and notched the arrow that was shot at me and aimed it at the red head. I stopped when I was as close as I could get to her without the arrow I had notched touching her face. It was dangerously close to the space between her eyes, and if I let the arrow fly, she'd be dead in a second.

They all took a step back when I notched the arrow, except for the red head, and their eyes widened. I knew my face was twisted into some hideous expression, and the fury controlling me almost made my fingers let the arrow go. To let it bury itself into her head. To let it fly. To just let it go.

I'm sure much of my bravado was half catching the arrow, the other half was the anger I always pushed back until I needed it. My vision was tinted red around the edges, which I would have been alarmed about if not otherwise occupied and distracted.

"Now what?" I growled at the red head, her curls seemingly floating in the breeze. The sun had just started to rise, and the seconds that the red head and I's eyes locked seemed like hours. She was shaking her head.

The red head's eyes crossed, focusing on the bow, and then back to me. They were almost pleading. She seemed to have forgotten that it was three against one. Them against me. But I had the feeling that she knew that they were the ones that was truly outnumbered.

It had been fairly silent for a minute or two after I charged them, until I heard a moan behind me.

"Elsa, don't shoot," I heard a feeble voice behind me say, before turning into a coughing fit.

That voice returned me to my senses. The change was almost instant. My contorted expression returned to normal, and my eyes weren't slits. The red was gone, and I loosened my grip on the bow. My knuckles were white from gripping the bow so hard, and I realized just how out of control I was. I looked from my hands to the girls in front of me.

The hands I almost let kill someone. Like I had almost killed Anna.

Elsa, don't shoot, was the only thought echoing in my head, with the same voice repeating it.

I took a shaky step backwards, never taking my eyes off the red head. I wondered what she was thinking.

But I didn't need to wonder; her expression said it all. Her face only confirmed my fear. I was a monster. To her. To everyone. To myself.

But I swallowed that down and turned my attention to the voice that brought me back.

"Jack," I breathed, remembering how hurt he was. Maybe if I could focus on helping him, I could forget about how I snapped and almost killed someone. I turned to face him, realizing that that meant turning my back on someone I had almost killed.

Big mistake.

"Get her, Jaz." It was almost an inaudible whisper, but I heard it, and the sound of fire crackling and whooshing up.

I saw Anna and Jack and everyone else's horrified expression after I turned to face them, but their eyes were trained on something behind me.

I whipped back around, realizing my mistake too late, only to see fire. The last thing I saw was red, red, red, red, before it went pitch black.

Anyone else think of I See Fire by Ed Sheeran at those last few lines? Probably just me. Anyways, not a very eventful chapter, but you're gonna have a lot of information thrown at you in the next few, so that kinda evens it out. Anyways, sorry its been so long again! And I'm going to try to get the next one up in the next few days! Love yall! (: