Divergence (Chapter 8)
Authors Note: first, thank you every one who reviewed chapter 7. Second, to answer the question a couple of viewers brought up. The reason Elsa did not kill Gersøg from the get go is because he has had a gun on Anna and her the whole time. Elsa is too scared of Anna getting hurt as a result of, or in the crossfire from using her magic to battle the former naval officer. It is also the reason Elsa is waiting for the cover of darkness to make her move against Gersøg.
October, 18'Th, 1840: Arendelle City, Kingdom of Arendelle, Port of Arendelle, Fjord docks.
For about five minutes Elsa kneeled on the docks weeping silently. Along with the crowd, she was as still and silent as the layer of red ice surrounding her not caring that over three hundred people were watching her crying on the dock nude from the waist down. In her heartache the Queen had blocked out the world, not noticing Gerda until the middle aged servant had wrapped a cloak around her shoulders.
"We'll get her back; dear, we'll get her back." The woman soothed into Elsa's ear and helped her to her feet."
All that the platinum haired girl wanted to do was scream and wail in agony; but she didn't. Once Elsa was on her feet she corrected her posture, composing herself as best as possible. Even now, in the midst of this tragedy Elsa stood tall and poised. Nothing less is expected from a Queen.
"Admiral Rasmussen, how long until sunset"
"About three hours according to the almanac, my Queen."
"Can you calculate a probable location for that ship at that time?"
"It can be done; do you have a plan, your majesty?"
Elsa let out a dark chuckle. "A plan? Oh yes Admiral. Once I have the cover of darkness I will board that ship and bring those motherfuckers a slow and painful death involving razor sharp ice spikes and there rectums."
Gerda just placed her arm around Elsa's shoulders and gave her quiet comfort; knowing that the vulgar mask she was wearing was an attempt to not start sobbing. The Admiral was more than willing to help make those gruesome deaths a reality.
"Your majesty, though I have reached my seventy first year, I would be grateful if you would allow me and my sword to accompany you on this mission to rescue Princess Anna. Though it is above my station to say such things; I would love an opportunity to bring some pain to anyone who would harm such a sweet girl. I have known the Crown Princess for six years… and again I beg you to forgive my impertinence; she is like one of my granddaughters." Elsa noticed the old man wipe away a tear as he said this.
"No apology is necessary Admiral. To know Anna, is to love Anna. She is truly the most precious jewel of the kingdom."
"Of the world, your majesty."
Elsa nodded in agreement and then sighed. "I must decline your offer Admiral. Your bravery is inspiring, but the method I will use to reach Gersøg's ship would kill any normal human."
Rasmussen bowed his head in understanding. "My computation experts will have a probable location within three hours, your majesty."
"Thank you Admiral." Elsa said having now completely concealed her emotions and was once again wearing the face of a Queen. "Oh and I'll be sure to give them a few sharp kicks for you when I land on that ship."
"Where the sun doesn't shine, your majesty" The Navy commander added with a smile. "By your leave; I will begin the search, my Queen."
"Dismissed Admiral." Elsa said rounding of their exchange.
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"Get in there trollop" Gersøg said as he gave Anna a rough shove thru the door of the Captian's cabin. The Princess could hear Gersøg and the Englishman laughing as they barricaded the door from the outside. "Now you show Kødd in there a good time."
Anna looked over to the bed and saw her third captor, the one who had remained silent during the escape. He had a ratty beard and mop of greasy blonde hair to match. Anna thought that he looked like an evil version of Kristoff; the redhead then, immediately chastised herself for daring to compare this lunatic to her best friend.
The Princess knew that she couldn't fight him off, so with a sigh of sadness and a small hint of relief because Elsa wasn't here to see this. Anna began to unlace the top of her dress while speaking in a cocky tone.
"Ok big daddy, what do you want to do first?"
"I want you to hold me and say I'm a good boy." The large beast said in a childlike voice, followed by a couple of sniffles.
Anna's only reaction to this was. "What?"
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June 7'Th, 2004: Santa Monica, United States; Ethan and Molly's House on Ocean Ave.
Ethan opened the front door and walked in; tossing his briefcase to the floor in front of the coffee table, he had a load of paperwork to do and was already too tired to do it. Before he could call out to let his wife know he was home a ball of dark haired energy hit him in the chest knocking the man backwards. Ethan looked up to see Molly grinning from ear to ear. She was sitting on top of him looking down with a glint of mischief in her eyes.
"How was your day honey?" Molly asked.
"Well I had a long first day at work, and then my car overheated on Sunset Blvd. Oh and when I got home an escaped mental patent tackled me to the floor. Molly answer to Ethan's quip was to lean and kiss him.
"So what classes do you teach?"
"Class" Ethan corrected using the singular form of that word. He had just started as an assistant professor at UCLA. "Intro to physics. I'm looking forward to teaching Ehrenfest equations to cheerleaders."
"Ethan I don't like the idea of you teaching cheerleaders… shit actually I'm not comfortable with them being in the same building with you."
Don't you trust me Moll?"
"You I trust; those little hussies I don't."
"The only one I need cheering for me is you." Ethan leaned up and kissed the tip of Molly's nose."
"Well in that case I really need to earn some extra credit Professor Beckett" the twenty five year old woman said in a playful voice.
"Well I suppose we could start with taking your shirt off."
"But Professor, what does that have to do with physics?" Molly asked as she started to unbutton her blouse.
"We'll begin with the specific gravity of your titties and go from…" Ethan stopped mid-sentence as Molly's shirt opened enough to reveal a small purple crystal wrapped in silver wire and connected to a silver chain.
"Molly where did you get that?" Ethan asked in a serious and somber tone.
Breaking character as well Molly looked at her husband with concern, "I found it in a box in the garage last week and thought it was pretty enough to have made into a neckless. Strange thing though. The jeweler had to put it inside this little silver wire arrangement. He said that after trying every tool and method he knew of; he couldn't drill a hole in it. Apparently this is the hardest purple sapphire he had ever seen."
"I'm sure of that" Ethan mumbled. Ethan was seriously debating his next sentence. One that would change the course of their marriage, no matter which words he used to compose it. Part of him wanted to lie and say it was a bauble he picked up in Japan as a 'foreign exchange student' and just make the thing come up lost one night. It would be the safe and smart thing to do, "that rock brings death with it where ever it goes." Ethan thought at first, and then decided against it. Molly was a grown woman and the most important thing in existence to him. She had a right to know… all of it.
Ethan took Molly's hand into his as he sat up next to her on the floor. "Molly I need to tell you a story about two devoted and wonderful people named Alter and Kagome."
Molly looked confused but nodded her head.
"There was once a group of people dedicated to the cause of peace, known as the Syndicate."
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October, 18'Th, 1840: Somewhere in the Skagerrak strait of the North Sea.
"Just because you did bad things; doesn't make you a bad person, Kødd." Anna said to the blubbering criminal. For about half of an hour she had been consoling the escaped convict with her arm across his shoulder in a big sisterly way.
"Even when I killed that family's dog and wore it as a hat?" Kødd answered back sniffling.
"Um sure, why not?" Anna answered trying not to show any repulsion in her reply.
"I go sleepy now. The criminal said in a childish tone and curled up into the fetal position sucking his thumb. After a few minutes soft snores escaped his mouth.
"Ok where's his gun at?" Anna thought as she started searching the room until the door exploded open with the Englishman standing in the doorway wobbling, with his pinfire revolver in one hand and a half full bottle of rum in the other.
"Oi bitch, my turn for your sweet honey pot.
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October, 18'TH,1840: Arendelle City, Kingdom of Arendelle; Arendelle Castle, War Room.
Elsa sat upon an ice throne; she had formed with a limp movement of her hand. Commodore Kart' mann was presenting his estimate of the ships location after sunset.
"…So when we take in account for an average cross wind of twelve knots we place the sunset location approximately fifty miles east of the coast of Gothenburg, Wesselton."
Elsa did some quick math in her head. "Gentleman I thank you for your time, I must leave immediately to reach that spot on time. Dismissed."
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Rapunzel and Flynn were already in the courtyard when Elsa walked out. Punzie quickly ran to the young Queen and held the platinum blonde tight.
"Go get her Elsa; I'm so scared for Anna." The Corona Princess pleaded.
"We lover her too, your majesty." Flynn added with a somber voice.
"Rapunzel, if Anna or I do not return, you will ascend to Arendelle's throne; be a wise and merciful Queen and thank you for acting as regent in my stead."
Rapunzel performed a deep curtsy and spoke with her head held down. "I will perform my duties of Crown princess of Corona; and as a Grand Duchess of Arendelle with honor and temperance, your majesty."
Elsa smiled at knowing that her kingdom was in good hands and that if she didn't come back, (and she wouldn't be back if Anna wasn't by her side) her cousin would be a good monarch to Arendelle.
A swirl of Blue light and frost started to circle Elsa, Her ice gown turning into dense dark blue plate armor with chain mail at flex points. A long sword of razor sharp ice hung from the Queen's hip, glowing yellow with anger. Lifting her right hand a gigantic ice Pegasus standing over twenty five hands in height. Coalesced from another whirl wind of snow. Without as so much as a gesture, a third whirl wind appeared around her waist and lifted the Queen on to her ice steed.
Sitting with her arms crossed (Elsa controlled the frozen beast with her mind.) She looked back to the Coronan royals, who had now been joined by Kai and Gerda. Elsa addressed the four people standing in front of her. "I will return with Anna or I will not return at all." And then had her Pegasus take off towards Wesselton, faster than anything had ever gone before.
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March 15'Th, 2008: Santa Monica, United States; Ethan and Molly's House on Ocean Ave.
Molly pulled the foil covered pan out of the oven, taking in the smells of ham and pineapple wafting out from it. Setting the pan on a towel folded over on the counter, she pulled back a corner of the foil to see a golden brown glazed ham covered in pineapple slices.
"Tonight is going to be perfect." Molly thought as she placed a bottle of pinot noir on the dining room table and lit a pair of candles, before looking at the grandfather clock. "6:50; he'll be home in ten minutes. Good the ham should have cooled down enough to serve by that point..."
"Ding dong"
"Whoever you are go away, I'm busy" the dark haired woman thought.
Answering the door, she saw Alex standing on the other side holding a painting under his arm.
"Hey Alex, how was Europe?" Molly said while giving him a one armed hug.
"Great and I know this is your anniversary with Ethan so I won't stay long. I just wanted to drop off your present. I have to get ready for a meeting in Seattle the day after tomorrow for a big hush, hush project with Google and I would like to get some sleep."
"Hush, hush programing project, well that sounds like something to take a nap by." Molly added with a grin.
"Ha, ha. You have been around Ethan too much, your picking up his sense of humor; what little there is."
"As far as I'm concerned there is no such thing as too much Ethan. Now give me my painting and go away." Molly said in a playful tone.
"Ok, this is an old painting I bought at an auction in Norway. The museum that it belonged too closed down due to a lack of funds."
Molly held the elegantly framed painting of two women sitting on a sofa together. The one on the left had platinum blonde hair in a single braid and a pale complexion matching Molly's own alabaster skin; wearing a light blue dress with bare shoulders. "I'd look good in that." Molly thought. Seated with the cotton top was a slightly smaller woman with red hair in twin braids resting her head on the blonde's shoulder. Both women had matching smiles and were holding hands.
Molly noticed a caption at the bottom written in what she assumed was Norwegian. "What's the caption say?"
'To Kjærlige Søstre'
"No idea" Alex answered. "Now what comes to mind when you look at this painting?"
She held the painting back with both arms taking a really good look at it. After a minute she had a smile of understanding, and spoke with a laugh. "They are so doing it."
"I know, right. How can you look at these two and not see that they were meant for each other." Alex commented.
"It's obviously a case of true love." Molly quipped and then smiled think about her own case of true love.
"Hey do I smell ham? The man asked while sniffing the air.
"Bye Alex" Molly said cheerfully as she shut the door on her friend.
Checking herself in the bathroom, Molly adjusted her neckless liking how the light caught the purple stone. She found the lavender gem in a box in there storage unit and had it placed in a setting this led to her finding out about her husband's secrete life before (and after) her. Needless to say learning about a clandestine intelligence agency that operated above any one nation's laws sponsored by the U.N. Security Council. That Ethan had not only been an operative of, but had been the only one between the ages of fourteen to twenty (Ethan had explained that most Syndicate agents had not been that young and he was just a special case.) threw her for a loop. Some women would have left or at the very least want the stone a thousand miles away from them; Molly was not one of those women. Learning the truth about the Energon crystal only made it even more precious to her. This gem had been a significant part of Ethan's life during his most formative years. Having the stone around her neck was like always having a part of Ethan nearby.
Molly placed the painting in a closet and would discuss where they would hang it later, she had something even more important to tell him. She was over a week late and nervous as possible.
The woman noticed the door knob start to jiggle and the door open. "Ok I'm ready I'll tell him as soon as we sit down for dinner." Molly thought and then wondered what she would look like in maternity clothes.
"Happy ana…" Ethan was cut short by Molly screaming in pain as she clutched her stomach and fell to the floor, writhing in pure agony.
Dropping the flowers and candy under his arm, Ethan rushed to his wife's side pulling out his cell phone to call 911.
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October, 18'Th, 1840: Somewhere in the Skagerrak strait of the North Sea.
"Put 'em right to sleep you did. Ha Ha" the Englishman said to Anna
"Service with a smile" was her sarcastic reply.
"Oui Kødd wake the fuck up." Williams said as he kicked the mattress . When Kødd looked up at the Englishman he leapt out of the bed and stood tall "Hot damn she's a tight one and a screamer. I could fuck her ten times a day." Kødd lied as he spoke to the other convict.
"'eaven and 'ell piss of den, it's me turn na"
Kødd quickly scrambled out of the cabin leaving Anna and the extremely drunk Englishman.
Thinking fast Anna put her hands on her hips and looked like she was insulted. "You know you could offer me a drink of that rum."
"Sorry princess, where 're me manners. 'ere, keep it I'll get anovver. but chicken pen I want ya ter 'ave your cunny out and waitin' for me." The thug said as he tossed her the half empty bottle.
As the Englishman wondered back out the door Anna started thinking of escape strategies
"Ok, he's three sheets to the wind...no wait, more like twelve. I may be able to rush him and get him to the ground… before he shoots me?" Anna thought.
"Crack the bottle over his head when he comes thru the door and take his pistol. Year perfect."
Anna stood to the side and looked at the half bottle of rum. "Can't let it go to waste now can I?"
The young Princess brought the bottle to her lips and turned it back taking the whole amount in one swallow. The small amount of alcohol (well small amount to Anna) boosted her courage. The door slammed open with the Englishman shouting "Ok bitch time for dat sweet arse…" Right before falling unconscious from the thick glass bottle breaking over the top of his empty head.
"Yes!" Anna shouted and then slapped her hand over her mouth realizing that Kødd and Gersøg could have heard her. Being much quieter, Anna searched the knocked out foreigner and found his pinfire revolver inside his coat.
Placing her back against the wall next to the open cabin door while holding the pistol in a cup and saucer grip; Anna peered her head out long enough to see Gersøg had his back turned away from the cabin's door, preoccupied with adjusting tie downs along the gunwale. Seeing this as her chance, The Princess leapt out the door and managed to get close enough to Gersøg to point the barrel at the .'s head and pull the hammer back.
The familiar clicking sound alerted the sailor to the gun's presence and brought him to a perfect stand still.
"Turn around slowly Gersøg or I will blow your goddamn brains out." Anna said in a slow and icy tone.
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October, 18'Th, 1840: 12,000 Feet Above the Skagerrak Strait of the North Sea.
Elsa wasn't lying to the Admiral when she said that an average human wouldn't survive the trip. The magic Ice Pegasus was flying faster than three hundred miles per hour due to the lower wind resistance; though the Gale force wind would have knocked anyone off but her; Elsa was one with the wind and sky. For some reason the Queen did not understand, a swirling cloud of snow whirled around her mouth and nose, allowing her to breathe even though she was three miles up.
"Oh Anna, I'm so stupid. I'm so sorry; I never should have let you come to a prison. A PRISION FOR FUCKS SAKE. I TOOK MY BABY SISTER TO A PRISION. Oh by the gods how stupid could I be?" Elsa thought berating herself for what had happened
Noticing a tiny blur of white on top of the blue field of the ocean. Elsa realized what it was and started to follow it from a slightly lower height but still too far up for anyone to notice her.
Elsa looked to the sky and noticed that sunset was approaching fast. The Queen started to prepare herself for the blood she would spill in to the sea come sundown.
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October, 18'Th, 1840: Somewhere in the Skagerrak strait of the North Sea.
Gersøg turned around to see Anna standing a foot away from him with the pistol pointed at his head. He laughed.
"Come on now give me the gun my little prin…" The man started to say before Anna jammed the pistol against his forehead and screamed.
"Don't fucking call me that you worthless cock sucking traitor."
"Ok Princess let's calm down shall we."
"take the helm and turn the ship around now. Anna ordered"
"Or what sweetie, what do you think will happen when you pull that trigger?"
"I put a hole in your skull and take the helm myself and reverse course. The Brit is dead from a blow to the head (Anna exaggerated) and Kødd is too much of a pussy to do anything"
"Good plan, your highness, there is just one little drawback to it, and you want to know that is, my little princess SNAP!"
Gersøg was actually shocked when the hammer came down; he couldn't believe that the Princess would fire.
"Oh, all of our guns are out of ammunition, got to tell you though I'm truly impressed you actually pulled the trigger."
Thinking fast Anna swung the empty pistol at his head in a last ditch effort to take the thug down.
It failed.
Unlike a certain bitch boy Prince, Gersøg was capable of blocking and then countering the Princesses' swing, pining her to the side rail.
He laughed again as he spoke while keeping Anna restrained. "Hot damn you are determined to go down fighting. I've got to tell you, I kind of respect that."
"Enough to let me go?" Anna asked hopefully.
Gersøg laughed again. "What? No, I'm still gonna fuck you eight ways from Sunday. I Just want you to know that I respect you while I'm doing it."
Anna's face changed into a pout as she responded in a sarcastic voice. "Gee thanks"
Author's Note: Sorry about the short chapter, but this is the stopping point for both tangents.
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