Title: White
Sum: [Vampire!Elsanna] She said that he gave me a gift… he said that I was reborn… but what kind of life is this? What kind of gift is this? I don't want it, take it back.
Disclaimer: I do not own Frozen or its associated characters, I'm just borrowing them for a bit of fun.
Rating: R/Mature
Characters/Pairings: [Elsanna]; Elsa, Anna, Queen of Arendelle, Duke of Weselton
Warnings: Hrm… lemme think… mentions of past violence or abuse, but nothing graphic. There's somewhat-sex. More… vague… allusion… to … self-love. Yea…
Notes: Um…um… um… this one got… kinda long… I'm trying to stick to my goal of making this only a small multi-chapter fic… and it's been stretched as far as I want to make it… so this chapter ended up REALLY long… sorry T^T
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-Part Three-
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The many days that followed the first witnessed punishment of her vampire Sister, the young redhead had taken to the library. Their Maker had not restricted her access to most of the castle, the only rooms she was not allowed to venture into, were Alyk's personal bed chambers. And even then, she was allowed in when summoned. Which had yet to happen since her arrival at the castle—but Elsa had been many times. Anna knew better than to ask her Sister what she went through while in the man's presence, it was clear when Elsa always returned to her side freshly bathed. Regardless of how much time she spent with Elsa or Alyk, Anna could always be found within the confines of the library.
From the day she'd been allowed to wander the halls, she'd thought of ways to free herself from Alyk's and Elsa's control. Yet, upon realizing that Elsa was trapped as much as she was, Anna began to think only of saving Elsa from the madness of this man. She began to pore over every book she could get her hands on. Even if it had nothing to do with ending a vampire's life, she would still read it. Anna was intelligent enough to know that knowledge was power, and that she'd been sheltered her whole life from what lay outside of her home castle's walls. But she also knew that it would take a lot more than just knowledge to free Elsa from the grips of Alyk. This woman was terrified of him.
Even with the power she held, that manipulation of water or ice, Elsa would not dare to raise a hand against the man. Anna had tried to discover the truth behind this fear one day during her time with Elsa—
"Elsa…" They were seated in the library, as always whenever Anna was not assigned to some sort of Vampire tutoring from Alyk or her Sister; and Anna had a rather large tome opened on the table's surface as they sat there. Elsa was reading through a smaller book and it seemed to be more for pleasure than anything else. As it took several callings of her name to grasp the blonde's attention, but when she looked up at Anna, the redhead smiled at her. "…just out of curiosity… have you ever… tried to hurt Alyk with your ice?" The answer was immediate.
"No." And it was a lie. Anna could tell immediately that Elsa was lying through her teeth. But why? Was she trying to protect Anna? Trying to make her see that resistance against the man was futile?
"Why not?" Anna pushed, hoping that Elsa would tell her the truth. But Elsa merely clammed up. Any kind of tension that she'd released upon entering the library to spend time with Anna was returned and Elsa closed the book she'd been reading and slid it along the table's surface as she stood.
"Because I learned early on… that refusing Alyk anything, even his life—is not something that he takes lightly." There were many underlying meanings to that statement. And Anna wanted to push further, to try and root out what Alyk had done to Elsa to make her fear him as much as she did…
—but the woman didn't seem to budge. The redhead vowed to find out what it was that kept the woman tethered to him. And they were going to have the castle to themselves for a few weeks as Alyk was summoned to another part of the country. It will be the perfect time to tell her… Anna thought with excitement, something she hadn't felt in a long while. But… will she be with me? Or against me… That would come later. As she read through even more books, rereading old ones to make sure the information stuck. I don't exactly have a concrete plan… kill Alyk isn't exactly a… well-thought out plan…
"But that's why I'm reading…"
"What's why you're reading?" Jumping in surprise, Anna turned to the source of the voice to find her Sister. She wore one of her usual cloth dresses. It covered as much skin as possible from her toes to her neck; and as an added bonus today, she wore a pair of blue gloves. They would have seemed out of place on anyone else, but they seem to fit with Elsa's choice of clothes. I'm noticing that a lot more lately… no matter what she wears… she's always beautiful… Anna would have to dwell on these thoughts later, Elsa had asked her a question.
"Hmm?" Play stupid… that's probably best…
"You said 'but that's why I'm reading…' And I was wondering what encompassed the 'why' of that statement." Elsa informed. Damn… can't exactly play dumb with Elsa… With an awkward smile, Anna tried to think up a quick response to feed Elsa so that she wouldn't seem suspicious of the redhead's activities.
"Just… I don't want to seem… unintelligent around Alyk… or you…" Anna paused. "I was educated back home… but nothing like this." The young and former princess of Arendelle spoke, indicating the book she was reading. Still sitting at the only table within the library, she waited for Elsa's response—albeit impatiently. Standing under Elsa's calm but still calculating gaze, her legs bounced beneath the table and her fingertips fidgeted with the page edges. After a few seemingly long moments of silence, Elsa smiled down at her and sat down in the chair perpendicular from the younger redhead.
"What are you reading?" Elsa asked, looking down at the words on the page rather than at Anna's face. The former princess was a bit perplexed: she had yet to figure Elsa out. One moment she was this cold and emotionless being that actually resembled the ice that she could conjure, and the next she was like an actual sister—curious about her and what she does with her free time.
"Just…" Actually… what am I reading…? With a look of confusion passing through her eyes, Anna lifted the cover of the book so she could read the title. I'll have to reread this one… She thought to herself as she saw that her current place was about halfway through the large tome and she didn't remember a word that her eyes had scanned prior to the ice witch entering the library. "Uh... werewolves and their known history?" Elsa watched Anna's face as the redhead seemed to question her own book choice. "I guess… I wasn't paying too much attention to this one." The ice witch smiled knowingly.
"This one just talks about the myths and legends surrounding the phenomenon. As well as the psychosis behind it. A very scientific view of the whole thing." The blonde informed her. "It's nothing like the real thing." Another knowing smile.
"Real… thing?" Anna asked unsure. "Werewolves are real too?" The ice witch nodded as she stood. Anna continued to sit at the table as the blonde moved about the room, her hand delicately skimming the covers as she walked. "I guess… I guess I was lucky that Alyk found me…" She felt the warm temperature of the room drop instantly. "To think… with all of these strange things that I've never heard of… actually being real. If Alyk hadn't found me… I could have ended up a lot worse." The redhead didn't have to see Elsa to know the woman was rigid, with fear or anger she didn't know, but Elsa did not move for a long few moments.
"Yes." She responded disconnected. As she moved back into Anna's view, the former princess noticed the stilted way she walked. It seemed almost… awkward. The blonde usually glided wherever she walked. Since her feet were never visible, Anna had taken to envisioning that Elsa didn't walk anywhere, that her feet were inches from the floor and she hovered everywhere. And that vision was now shaken at seeing the normally calm and collected woman was now jerkily stepping around the room. I said the wrong thing… again… but… Taking in an unneeded breath to speak, she couldn't even get in a word before Elsa cut her off: "You need to work on your mannerisms, Anna. You still function too much like a human." Elsa spoke softly, but sternly. And Anna knew what she was talking about. Anna still blinked, she still sighed, she… she still breathed, apparently. Although the oxygen was going into her body only to be exhaled once more, unused; "Alyk will be displeased if he returns and you are still acting as though you are not one of Us." Anger began to well up in Anna now. Elsa had slipped into the illusion that Alyk had crafted. The scared woman who would peddle Alyk's ideals until someone ripped out her voice box. It was pitiful.
"What if I don't want to be one of you?" Anna shot out. Her hands were in fists atop the pages of the book on the table. "What if… what if I want to be human? What if I was happier as a human? What if…" Her eyes began to blur, and her vision was starting to literally turn red. "What if I would have rather died as a human, than live forever as a damned slave for that man to torture for the rest of my life?!" She yelled out.
"Then I suggest… that you wait until such a time, as your actions are deemed your own. And others are not thrown into the path of fury." Elsa said solemnly from her place by the door. "Because regardless of what you want Anna. I'm only doing this… to protect you." And in less than a second, the door had been opened and Elsa was gone.
Anna merely sat in her same spot, shocked at hearing the words from the woman. Protecting me? Why are you protecting me? Looking down at the book, she tried to clear her tears. When she couldn't merely will them away, she wiped at her eyes, and whatever blood that gathered on her fingers she wiped on the black skirt of her dress. I don't need you to protect me, Elsa… you're the one that needs protecting… With a new and more resolute purpose, Anna turned back to the front of the book and started reading the book once more. This time, she would soak up every word. Not forgetting a single detail.
-10 Years Later-
"Anna, dear. Don't play with your food." Sitting at the long dining table, Anna poked the child curled up on the rather large platter before her. The creature did not stir, even as Anna's prods became increasingly harder trying to rouse the child from slumber. "Anna." Came the voice of her Maker, more firmly. The redhead's head shot up and her eyes connected with those of her maker's. "Eat. Before it gets cold." His eyes flashed red as his fangs descended—a threat of punishment if Anna did not abide his rules.
"I… I just don't feel that…" She started, before she heard the noise that was seeming to come from nowhere and everywhere, and just from Alyk, all at once. "Alyk… do… do I have to kill her?" She asked, peering down at the child once more. Lifting a hand, she softy ran her fingers across her left cheek as she lay curled on the platter before Anna. The older man did not make a sound as he rose and moved around the long table, making a show of taking his time. Feeling a fear come over her senses, Anna looked to her right and saw that Elsa had finished with her mid-evening meal and was now sitting silently in her chair—watching the scene unfold. Hoping to grab onto some thought, some idea that could keep her out of trouble with the older vampire, Anna felt something flutter into her mind: "I just… I feel that we waste… a lot." Alyk paused where he was standing, just beside Elsa's chair and thought on the statement. "If… If we choose not to kill them, they can replenish the blood lost… and be used a second time… perhaps more than just a second time."
Alyk seemed to take this idea into consideration as he stood there. "Hmm… that is not… a terrible idea, Anna." He moved back around the table until he was seated at the head in his large chair, and gestured towards the still unconscious child in front of her. "Still… you will need to eat before she awakens. Gothel had planned on turning her after you had sucked her dry… but I will inform her that the plan has changed…" Looking down at the child, Anna ran her hand softly through the blond hair that grew from the child's head. "Hurry it up." He spoke once more. Anna reluctantly knew that she would not be able to starve herself tonight. She just wished that this child hadn't been caught in the deadly web of their lives.
With a quick apology whispered, Anna lowered her sharpened teeth to the girl's neck. Apparently Gothel had been thorough with her drugging, because the girl did not awaken as her skin was opened and Anna drank from the liquid that kept her alive. When she'd had her fill, Anna quickly detached her lips and licked at the wound. According to the books she'd been reading, there were healing qualities in their saliva. One of the books even went as far to conjecture that Vampires were not put on the earth to kill their food source, merely to take what was needed to survive before moving on with their lives. Anna had read this book several times, it seemed apparent that maybe Alyk hadn't read the book—or he'd read it long ago. The book had been dusty and the binding had crackled every time she opened it, signifying that it was not pulled from the shelf often.
"Good. It seems that obedience is starting to settle in." Alyk spouted. "After nearly eleven years, it's about damn time." He looked to the older of his Children. "Elsa did not take nearly as much time… perhaps you could learn something from her Anna." The ice witch was still in her seat, neither acknowledging the compliment or the stare that Anna was giving her. "Now, leave me. I have things to discuss with our guest." With a nod to acknowledge the man's command, Elsa rose from her seat and glided out the double doors that led to their shared wing of the castle, Anna stayed only a moment longer to make sure that the girl was healing before following her Sister. Once the door was closed, she heard another within the dining hall open. "Ah, Gothel. It appears that our plans had changed."
"What do you mean? I'm to turn Rapunzel tonight! That was our agreement." She spoke in slight anger.
"Hush. You will still be able to turn the brat. But it would seem that Anna has grown attached to her…" There was a haughty tone in his voice, Anna did not like it. "I mean to use this girl as a way to get… unconditional obedience from my Child." This seemed to quell the unknown woman's growing rage.
"Alright. But how?" There was a sickening glee to the woman's voice now.
"Let the girl grow up. Let her know the meaning of life in this world. And then we will force Anna to drain her, to kill her." Alyk supplied. "It will be Anna's fault that Rapunzel is turned. The girl will hate her… just as Anna hates me." The man chuckled. "It will be glorious."
Without a sound, Anna turned in her spot and raced down the hallways—she had to get away from these… these monsters. Soon… I have to do this soon…
-The Following Night-
With the sun below the horizon and the moon sitting high in the sky, Anna felt the pressure of sleep lift and her eyes opened. Above her was the canopy of her large bed, and around her lay her bedroom. Something was different. It would take her a moment to decide what it was, but for the moment, she would sit up and stretch as she usually did whenever she awoke. When she lowered her arms from reaching up towards the ceiling in her long stretch, she heard it. The softest of movements. "Who's there?" She called out to the empty room. Silence hung in the air once more.
Then another soft movement caught in her ear. Looking around, she did not see anybody. Moving slowly, she slid to her right until her legs were able to slip from beneath the unneeded blankets to step onto the cold wooden floor of her bedroom. Again, the soft sound filtered through the heavy air to her ears. Still she had no vision of the being causing the sound. Cautiously, she bends down onto the floor and slowly lifts the bed skirt to peer beneath it—there is nothing. With a frown, she lets the skirt fall and stands quickly. Taking soft but quick steps, she moves into the washroom—again nothing: "I'm going crazy," she mutters to herself.
"Not so." Suddenly there is a body in front of her, out of nowhere. A shriek erupts from the back of her throat, high pitched and loud. The pale face of her bedroom's intruder is contorted into a wince, her painted lips in a grimace. "Anna… must you screech?"
"You scared me." Anna says petulantly, crossing her arms to further the image of 'petulant child' to the woman opposite her. "And why are you in my room, Elsa? I don't usually see you for a few hours after I wake." The white-blonde haired woman smiles.
"Well, Alyk has given me permission to begin your… training." As soon as the last word left the ice witch's lips, Anna felt a confused expression spread across her face, as the question of 'what training' entered her mind. "Of course, you've already had a vast majority of what Alyk considers 'Vampire training' and lessons—but this next part is something different." Elsa moves out from the doorway to the wash room and over to the younger woman's wardrobe. Opening it up, she pulls out a pair of breeches that Anna had forgotten she owned and a cotton shirt that she normally saw on men in her kingdom. Specifically the knights whenever they were in the training yard with practice weapons. When did I get an undershirt? She pondered as Elsa laid both of the items of clothing on her bed. "Get dressed. You won't need anything other than that breeches and the shirt. We're practicing inside, so you will not need shoes." And without another word, the woman turned to look at Anna, waiting.
"Uh… can I… get privacy?" The blue-eyed vampire did not turn. "Okay…" Moving to the bed, Anna begins to bunch the skirt of the sleep dress in her hands, moving it up and over her head in one practiced movement. Underneath she was bare, if she were still human a blush would have begun to cover her naked skin. She hadn't been expecting to see anyone until she was fully dressed from the evening, and she'd found that she rather liked sleeping with only one layer of clothing between her skin and the blankets she slept beneath. With her back to the cold gaze of her Sister, she reaches out a hand and grasps the cotton undershirt. Lifting it up, she moves her hands into the sleeves and pushes the article of clothing over her head before letting it settle around her torso. The bottom hem fell just past her buttocks, so when she turned to face Elsa, her nakedness was mostly covered save for her legs.
Grabbing onto the breeches, she quickly moved to put them on. Lowering them, she stepped on foot in before letting the other follow, and once both were in, she pulled the breeches up and tied the string at the front to hold them on her hips and to hold them closed. Turning to make sure that the breeches actually stayed up, she faced Elsa once more. "Okay?" There was a moment of silence, and Anna moved her eyes to gaze at Elsa's face. The woman's expression was blank, as was usual, but her eyes seemed to hold something that the redhead could not quite place her finger on. "Elsa?" The older woman's cerulean eyes moved up to gaze into Anna's blue-green ones. "I'm ready." The ice witch nodded before turning to open the door to the room and gliding out of the open door. Anna was quick to follow her, her bare feet slapping a little louder than she was used to against the wood of her bedroom and the hallway. "So… what… exactly are we doing? You never actually said…"
There was a slight chuckle that seemed to filter from deep within Elsa's throat. "I get to teach you… how to fight." As she said the word fight, they stopped in front of a set of double doors. A set of double doors that had previously held no interest to Anna, and so she had never opened them. With a smile, Elsa pushed both of them open and the redhead was greeted with a large open room with a glossy looking wooden floor, with all sorts of weapons over every wall. The ice witch waited for Anna to enter before letting the doors close, before she moved around the awestruck vampire to continue her thought. "As one of Alyk's Children, it is our job to protect our Maker." She began. "I was taught by one of Alyk's previous Children before…" Elsa paused, letting the sentence hang; Anna moved to ask her about it, but Elsa shook her head and continued. "And so you will be taught by me."
"Why doesn't Alyk… protect himself?" Anna started. "He's old enough… there mustn't be too many that would dare oppose him." Except me… She kept the added words to herself, since Elsa was not in on her plan to kill the man, she did not wish to give away her intentions too early. Elsa teaching her how to fight was perfect. If Alyk relied on others to protect him, then perhaps he could not protect himself. But I can't be so ignorant to believe that… he rules with fear… there is a reason Elsa fears him… Her blue-green irises peered up at her older Sister and waited for the woman to continue.
"Alyk believes that if he is to protect himself… it will be from someone worthy of his time. He taught his first Child everything he knew from his previous life." Anna knew not to ask about Alyk's human life, Elsa knew nothing about it, just like there was no written record of it anywhere in the castle that she was permitted to enter. "And this tradition began when the first Child left Alyk's side until now."
"Are… Are you leaving?" Elsa turned to look at Anna then, and she saw the saddened look in the younger girl's eyes, the look of fear of losing someone.
"No, Anna. Alyk just wants you to have the skills should I be unable to… protect him in the future." Elsa tried to reassure the girl. But they both knew that the only time that Elsa would not be able to protect Alyk, would be in death. The final death. A true… death. There was silence for a few moments before Elsa moved suddenly and pivoted until she was facing her young Sister. "So… the first step would be to test and see where you are…"
"But… I've never had any formal training…" Elsa smirked. "What?"
"Anna… you've read every book in the library several times. You've had training. I've heard you practice some of the techniques in those books before we Sleep every morning." The ice witch smiled. If Anna were still human, Elsa would have seen a blush spread across her freckled cheeks. But Anna only felt the embarrassment, she didn't feel the warmth on her face that was evidence of it. Another reminder that she was no longer human. "Now… come at me." Elsa stood in the middle of the room. She stood in her usual ice dress, a picture of innocence. Could Anna really try to fight her? "Anna, if I have to attack you first… you will not like the outcome." The redhead started at this, before she looked up to see the smile in Elsa's eyes, even if her lips remained in their neutral line.
With a smirk, Anna made a show of running at Elsa, moving her right fist in to connect with the left side of her jaw. However, when she thought for sure that she had hit Elsa, the woman was gone. The extra force behind the punch caused her to lose her footing and she tumbled to the floor. "Hmm… well, it's a good start I suppose. You have the correct fist form. You're just… too enthusiastic." Came Elsa's voice, and the light footsteps from a pair of bare feet. Looking to her left, she noticed that Elsa was in much the same attire as her now… only it was made of ice. "Let's work on that." Standing in front of Anna, as the redhead quickly moved to her feet, she moved both of her hands up in front of her—the palms of her hands facing Anna. "I want your right fist to hit my right palm… left fist, left palm." And the next few hours continued much like this, with Elsa spouting directions, and Anna following them. Within a few hours, Elsa had Anna moving onto basic sparring, using the honed control of her punches only in the duel. And Elsa would only dodge or be hit.
"That's good." Elsa said with a laugh as Anna managed to glance a hit off her right shoulder, the blonde woman had given the redhead the extra second before dodging and the hit had almost fully connected. However, she didn't expect the follow-up. Anna's left fist had quickly gone in underneath her right fist, and Elsa felt the full force of Anna's punch in her stomach. Being unprepared for it, Elsa was pushed off balance, and despite having usually impeccable poise, Elsa couldn't keep her feet beneath her and she fell to the floor on her back. Anna, having overcompensated her hit once more, tumbled forward, to the ground as well.
But instead of hardwood, Anna felt flesh beneath her fingers, and against her face. "Well, this is embarrassing." Came the soft voice of her older Sister. Anna felt the rumble from deep within Elsa's chest as she spoke, and if she left her ear against the woman's chest, she could imagine the cold heart beating within. "I never… expected you to actually catch me off-guard on your first night… I guess I'll have to pay more attention tomorrow night." Still the redhead did not move. She felt Elsa's body beneath hers.
In the years that they'd spent together, Elsa had kept her distance from the girl. As close as Anna liked to think they were, she knew that they were still miles apart, simply because Elsa did not allows others to touch her. She never asked why. But now that she was laying on her Sister, she did not wish to move. Anna felt… safe. Comfortable. For the first time since the night she was turned, Anna didn't feel like the world was out to get her. Closing her eyes for a moment, a smile stretched across her lips. "Anna…" Only for the world to be brought back to her, by the sound of Elsa's voice. "This floor isn't very comfortable… and I feel the Hunger starting to…" Moving up, Anna felt her legs move to straddle the older woman. "Anna…" Her blue-green eyes look into Elsa's cerulean ones.
"Elsa… you… you looked at me earlier…" Wait… that wasn't what I was going to say… "…why?" No stop. Just get up and leave. You may feel safe and comfortable with you in her arms, but she doesn't want you there… The blonde vampire was silent as she lay there, her eyes a flurry of thoughts and emotions as she looked up at the younger woman. Thoughts and emotions that Anna wished she could see and identify. And then Anna felt a feeling wash over here, it was quick and it was sparked by the movement beneath her. The adjustment Elsa made, of her hips. The movement causing a feeling to shoot through her nerve endings suddenly… and it was something that Anna wanted to feel again.
"You're beautiful… Anna… why wouldn't I look at you?" Elsa spoke softly, her hands moving from the wooden floor to rest on the redhead's thighs, her fingernails moving against the leather of the breeches; the feeling of her nails against her skin, even through the leather, sent a tingling sensation through her body, and Anna felt a shudder work its way up her spine. The redhead feels her lower body move of its own accord as she leans down. Her hands hold her up, as they settle on the wooden floor on either side of Elsa's head. Her hips jerk slightly against Elsa's as the ice witch continues to draw patterns on the leather covering her thighs. "Anna…" She hears Elsa's whisper against her lips. And it's then that her mind comes back to her. When did they get this close? Am… am I going to kiss her? She noticed that Elsa's eyes are searching hers. There's a small fear deep within them. And this is one that Anna can identify. …rejection…
The redhead continues to lower her head, waiting for that moment that their lips meet. Waiting and wanting for Elsa to make her feel even more of what's she feeling; she wants that feeling and more. "Elsa…" She whimpers as they get even closer. She feels Elsa's lips as she whispers her name.
"Elsa!" Come the yell from the door, followed by the echo of the door banging against the wall behind it. Jumping apart, Anna moves as far away from the ice witch as she possibly can, while Elsa moves to her feet instantly. "I said you could train her… I did not give you permission to fuck her." Came the dangerous growl of their Maker. The anger was clear in his voice, and she noticed that the room temperature had dropped instantly. "Must we review… why?" Came the question. Elsa remained silent. And this seemed to an instance when Alyk demanded that his rhetorical question be answered. "Elsa! Answer me!" He yelled, the force of his voice seemed to shake the room; even though it was impossible. He had never caused something like that to happen before. It had to be Anna's imagination. Or her rattled nerves. Still, Elsa did not answer. Alyk, his face growing paler in his anger, marched from his spot just inside the double doors to stand in front of the white haired ice witch. "I put up with your… freakish tendencies Elsa… I even let you indulge in them when I'm feeling charitable… but I specifically told you… that Anna was to remain untouched." He growled out into Elsa's emotionless face, Anna could see the spit flying from his mouth to land in her ice-made clothes as he spoke. "And you have blatantly disregarded this… you will be punished. You will be reminded." He spoke with a sneer on his face. "To my chambers. You will have no Food tonight." Elsa remained still. "Now wench!" He yelled. In a movement that quick yet calm, Elsa moved from the room. "Stop!" He called just as she opened the door. "I would prefer not to have ice touching my hallways this evening." He still faced the spot that Elsa had been standing the moment before, with a smirk upon his mustached lips. Anna watched as Elsa paused in the doorway. "And you do not have permission to stop by your bedchamber en route to mine." He added. With no movement to betray any emotion she have had when being given her orders, Elsa waved her free hand and the ice disappeared from her skin. And Anna was shocked to see that she wore nothing beneath it. "Ah… much better." This was as good a dismissal as the woman was going to get, and soon the two were left alone in the room.
"It would seem that you have the save proclivities as dear Elsa… such a shame. Why can I never turn a normal woman?" The man spoke with a mock sadness to his voice as his eyes raked over her clothed body. The redhead felt dirty as he did this. "You will take your meal in your chambers, and you will not leave until Elsa and I are finished. I expect to see your Food's body in the pantry…" He pivoted on his left foot and was soon gone from the room. Left alone, Anna hunched over on the floor and felt her shoulders shake, yet no tears fell from her eyes. Elsa… I'm sorry…
-Later that Evening-
"Elsa!" She whispered through the door as she knocked. "Elsa!" She spoke a bit louder, letting her hand hit the door that much harder. "Oh come on!" She yelled in frustration as Elsa still did not come to her door. The evening had been fairly boring and worrisome when Anna had returned to her room. She'd regrettably done as Alyk had ordered her and drained her meal until he breathed no more. But she had waited in her room for the rest of the evening, her anger stewing. She'd made a decision. And now she needed to tell Elsa. But the woman didn't seem to be answering her door. I know she's in there…
With a moment of silence, she listened inside the room. There was movement, but it was soft. And there were sounds. "Elsa?" She questioned, letting her hand rest against the door. "Elsa? Are you okay?" Trying the door handle, she shook it only to find that it was locked. "Elsa?" The sound was getting louder, it sounded like she was in pain, or crying. Or both. "Elsa!" She yelled, the need to protect her older Sister overcoming her senses. The door handle was crushed in her hand, and she rammed the door open with her shoulder. However, she stopped when she noticed that Elsa wasn't being attacked. Well, at least not by an intruder.
Moonlight from the window glimmered on the alabaster skin that was on display. Her back arched as if something was causing her intense pain. But the only thing that Anna could see was the hand was held between her legs—and the ice that was freezing into the blankets and on the floor. In fact, the entire room seemed to be extremely cold compared to the hallway. "Elsa?" The woman on the bed did not seem too keen to acknowledge the arrival within her bed chambers. Even as the redhead neared the bed, she knew that Elsa wasn't likely to stop. "Elsa…" She reached out once she was at the side of the bed and laid a hand on the older woman's cold and dry cheek.
The reaction was immediate. Elsa's back arched even further and a cry came forth from her lips. "Anna…" She spoke, before turning her eyes to look at the younger vampire. Shame colored her eyes, and if she'd been allowed to feed earlier in the evening, Anna had no doubt that a very slight blush would color her cheeks. "You… you weren't supposed to see that." The redhead merely kept her hand on Elsa's cheek, marveling at the way the moonlight glimmered across Elsa's skin. "Perhaps… perhaps you can give me a moment…" Anna was still silent as she stared at Elsa's face. "Anna?" Shaking her head and stepping away, Anna spoke:
"Right… sorry." She paused. "Perhaps you should… wear something that is… easier to travel in." The redhead supplied as she stood there. "I do not believe we will be here for much longer." Elsa paused as she moved from the bed, turning to face the girl even as she still stood naked against the moonlight.
"Anna? What's happened?" The woman asked as she came around the bed, she grabbed a house coat to wrap herself in and stood in front of the girl. "Why are you saying this?" Anna looked straight into Elsa's clear blue eyes, and Elsa couldn't believe the amount of certainty and anger she found there.
"Because tonight… I'm killing Alyk."
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Author's Note: Okay… so really long… and I REALLY want to know what you guys think… I'm like… super self-conscious about this one… I had to go back through it and fix some stuff… and I'm not too sure if it still flows as well as it… kinda did beforehand. So let me know.
Also... I don't have anyone that betas my fics. So all of the grammatical and spelling mistakes are mine... because I only skim back through after writing the first copy. (I'm a horrible writer... I hate proofreading. -sadface- )
Thank you for the reviews and follows and favorites.
And thank you for continuing to read my craziness.
Chezi Out