Chapter 33

~ Strike for Fear ~

Elsa was brought up to Hans in the study he was standing with his back to her when she entered escorted by the guards.

"Hello, Elsa." Hans spoke in a menacing tone. The white haired girl struggled trying to free herself from the mans grip. She was finally let go when Hans ordered him to leave them alone. "You've been down in the cellars for a few days, and I've been King." He began walking around the room. Closer and closer to her until he we standing less than a foot away. Staring deep into her eyes with smug glare. "It's been quite a task to write all this out, and who else do I have that knows how to do this, what better way to get it done than force you to do it for me."

Elsa glared at him with angry eyes she was tempted to lunge forwards and grab his throat. But she stood still in her spot, any wrong moves on her part could result in Anna getting killed. "So you made me sign over the Kingdom to you, so you can let me be Queen again?" Elsa questioned.

"Ahhhh, well you can see I don't really care about that, and since I have leverage over you. I can make you do anything, it's traditional if you are Royalty you marry another and carry on with heirs to the kingdom."

Elsa stepped back but Hans moved around to we back grabbing her shoulders tightly. "You'll be my little pet." he whispered in her ear. "You will do everything I say." Elsa could hear her heart beating fast. Her head said run, run right now and get far away from this man. She didn't notice she was crying for the longest time until Hans moved in front of her picking up her chin with his cold fingertips. "Don't worry Love, it won't be so bad." he smirked. "It's not like anybody was going to love you anyways. I'm sure my brother didn't, Erynn." he paused.

"What did you do to him?" Elsa asked in a whisper hardly audible through many tears.

"I killed him." Hans hissed moving around her slowly. "He had no purpose to serve to me, I didn't see the need to keep him around."

Shocked Elsa gasped "Your own brother! How could you, he did nothing to harm you and you kill him!" Elsa squeezed her hands tightly Hans could see snow forming around her.

"Calm down darling, you know what happens if you use your magic." the ginger man smirked at her picking up a purple box from the table. Elsa followed it with her eyes as he brought it towards her. Slowly he opened the lid, revealing two blue gloves. "Put them on." he ordered. "You are no longer allowed the freedom you once had, you will keep these on at all times, you will listen to me and do everything I ask of you." Hans explained as Elsa reluctantly put the gloves on her hands. It was strange she had gotten so used to not having to hide. The fabric felt weird against her soft skin she moved her fingers around inside the gloves.

"They seem to fit nicely." Hans loomed near Elsa, beginning to make her uncomfortable. "Now you have work to do Elsa." he raised his eyebrows trying to suppress a smug laugh. The former Queen walked over to the papers Hans trailing closely behind her there were many stacked upon the desk she could tell he had not touched any of them.

"You wanted to be king of Arendelle so badly. Why make me do everything." Elsa asked in a soft voice still shaky with fear for her situation. One she figured would be difficult to get out of.

"My little pet." He grabbed her shoulders again leaning in close to her face. "I wanted to rule, to have control over everything. Of course you know I must approve everything, attend Royal court meetings, address the kingdom... You may Serve as my Queen, but Arendelle shall be under the impression you are dead." Hans stopped a moment Elsa was completely still. "We wouldn't want them fighting for you to re claim the throne." he spoke running his hand down her arm. Elsa could feel his breath on her face.

"You're horrible." Looking down the girl dressed in blue cried softly. Breathing unsteady, and visibly trembling in fear. Hans was even worse than she expected he was creepy, and the former Queen worried for her life, the things he would force her into, and the relationship she would be forced to have with him.

Hans moved to the other side of her whispering closely into her ear. "Your Princess will be harmed every time you speak down on me. Should you forget to do something I ask of you, she will be punished and should you choose to outright disobey me as you know... I will kill her." Hans laughed. Elsa tried to slide away from his grip but he caught her pinning her against the wall. "Oh Elsa." he looked down at her. We can't you behave for me, little pet?"

Attempting to turn her head away from him Elsa breathed unsteady breaths. The King grabbed her chin gazing into her eyes. "You'll learn to like me, Love." Elsa struggled but Hans kept his Icy fingertips tightly around her chin. He kissed her until she bit his lip hard. Hans backed away. Hitting her so hard she fell to the ground, red in the face. "There's your warning next time it will be your sister who gets it." Noticing his lip bleeding Hans put two fingers to his mouth. It wasn't quite as terrible as he expected.

Elsa put one hand against the wall and tried to push herself up. Her cheek stung, it was a terrible swollen red. Yet she managed to stand straight up and look at Hans with an Evil glare.

"Archer!" The King yelled then man burst into the room immediately. "Gather a few guards and have them meet me in her in thirty minutes. I have a few things to show my little Pet before I lock her up again." Archer nodded without a word and ducked out of the room.

With weakened spirits Elsa tried her best not to look so foolish in front of everyone. But she was quite exhausted and in a substantial amount of pain from what Hans had done to her. Taking her by the arm the King guided her down the hall into her old room.

"What are we doing here?" Elsa questioned him.

"The cellars are no place for my sweet little pet." he smirked. "You'll be here most of the time, you do not get to roam freely outside your room." the King paused. "I'd hate for you to get lost... So you shall have three of my men escort you everywhere. Whenever I require you, you shall work for me, I am your master."

"What about my sister, you're going to leave her down in the cellars. She's injured, she needs me." Elsa spoke quickly the sentence only made the King erupt with laughter.

"I don't care about your sister, Elsa... All I need her for is to get to you, she isn't of any real importance to me..." Hans ran his hands through Elsa's white hair, it made her uncomfortable for him to be so close all the time.

"Please stop." She asked as he got closer to her. Hans pushed her against the wall trailing down her arm he looked into her eyes. "It's alright Love, you'll get used to it." he put an arm around her.

"No, I said stop. Get off me."

"My little pet." he began wrapping his other arm righty around her. "It isn't so bad, you might like it."

Elsa growled and pushed away with all her strength. Kicking him to try and get away, she ended up slamming her heel into his foot. Able to get away from him not Elsa breathed heavily. "I told you to get off me." she trembled frightened of him.

"Now your sister is going to suffer, would you like to see her bleed? Won't you come hear her scream. See her suffer, watch her in all that pain, so she can ask why you won't behave for me?" Hand questioned.

"No, please don't hurt her!" Elsa begged.

"Her suffering is your fault... You

Think about that Elsa. You could've spared her the agony but instead you choose for it to be inflicted upon her."

Hans turned to leave the room. "I'll have someone come get you shortly, wouldn't want you to miss your own sisters punishment..." he paused a moment taking a small breath. "After all... It is your fault."

Once the King left her Elsa dropped to her knees sobbing loudly. She curled up against the wall, hugging her knees tightly ashamed she had given this horrible man her Kingdom, in doing so she also unexpectedly signed over the lives of herself and her sister, even Erynn to Hans. After crying to herself for quite a while the footsteps outside began to grow louder, voice echoed off the castle walls and the door to her room was opened.

"Ahhh, Elsa." Hans stepped in, confused she looked up from her spot on the ground. Her head no longer buried in her knees, the king could see the tears stains on her dress, her make up now ruined and smeared over her clothes and smudged around her eyes.

"I thought I should be the one to come retrieve you, good thing I did, you need to change." Hans strolled to her wardrobe pulling out a dark green and purple dress, with a black trim. It was quite dreary looking, after she had changed. He had one of the servants pin her hair up tightly and fix her make up.

Sighing deeply quite pleased The King had her stand in front of a mirror. Leaning over her shoulder he whispered. "Now you look much more like you did when I first met you. That frightened girl who was afraid of everything. The only difference is that now there is nowhere to run." Elsa hung her head low for a moment until her forced her to look at herself holding her head tightly with his hands. "I want you to look at yourself, my little Pet."

Hans brushed his fingers over her cheek, enjoying how uncomfortable it was making Elsa for him to be so close. "Look at yourself in the mirror and think about how disappointed your parents are."

"Don't talk about them." Elsa whispered.

"What? What was that?"

"Don't talk about my parents." she repeated in a sad tone. Her heart breaking with the reminder of her parents how they had died that night leaving her and Anna alone.

A steady chuckle came from Hans. "You failed them Elsa." he hissed breathing down her neck with hot breath. "You failed as Queen, you let your sister get caught." Hans took her arms in his hands right below the shoulder. "You are a failure at everything, Elsa... You don't deserve to run a Kingdom or to be Queen." he finished breathing down her neck. Lightly kissing her cheek, making her cringe. His hands trailed down her arms and into her own hands. "Let's go my little pet, your sister is waiting."

Elsa felt sick to her stomach, Hans kept a tight grip on her. Three of his men walked alongside them, until the reached the narrow staircase down into the cellars. A few men stood outside the cell Anna was being kept in.

"Unlock the door." The King ordered them. Elsa took sight at her sister laying in bed, Anna seemed terrified.

"Her foot, she can't stand. Please Hans... Don't hurt her." Elsa begged with tears forming in her eyes.

"This is your fault Elsa, you were defiant and it's not going to go unpunished all pets must be trained, and I know what makes you umcomfortable, and I know how to make you scream." Hans directed his attention to the men that had walked down with them. "You two make her stand, I'll make sure her sister watches her bleed."

Anna was crying at the men who handled her fragile frame quite roughly. Elsa was trying to keep herself together, not throwing up right on the floor was proving to be difficult. Her stomach churned and turned with worry, she was in tears as she listened to her sisters wincing. Knowing that the screams would soon come made her heart shatter.

Hans looked at one of the men who drew his sword. Elsa tried looking away, but Hans was forceful and kept her in the right position to watch her sister. She saw at the sharp metal peirced her sisters left arm, then the right. Screaming and crying filled the air. Two more cuts were made on both her legs, after he was through the other two didn't even bother to help her lay down again. They just threw the sobbing Princess into a heap on the floor. Elsa was crying along with her, Anna was on the floor trying to catch her breath as Hans began dragging Elsa away from the Cell. Screaming in protest that she needed to help her sister.

"She's hurt!" Elsa struggled trying to get away. "She needs help!" The former Queen struggled to say through her sobbing gasping for air. But Hans paid no attention to her hysterics and kept a tight grip on her while he lead her back upstairs.

"Now." He began with a devilish smirk. "My little Pet, you have work to do." Following Elsa closely he took her into the study again forcing her to look at herself in the mirror. Tear stains ran down her cheeks. Black makeup ran down her face. "Do you see what crying makes you? Love?" Hans asked tucking stray strands of hair behind Elsa's ears. "You do not look nearly as pretty with those tears running down your face."

Elsa's unsteady breathing grew louder as she choked back sobs. She had a deep hatred to this man Hans came to stand in front of her and wiped tears from her cheeks. "You will learn." He breathed in her ear baking away slowly afterwards staring into her eyes. Elsa looked down in a sad expression pasted onto her face, The King tilted her head upwards. "Don't worry Elsa." He smirked "you'll get used to it, you might find yourself enjoying being my little pet someday."