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Saying nothing Hans allowed Agathe take him back to the hut. Once there she set him down gently, there were no words exchanged as Hans expected her to yell at him, to scold him for running away, but she said nothing, sighting Hans decided to get it over with and said "I am sorry",

"Sorry?" asked Agathe sounding confused as she turned and stared at him,

"For running away... I just wanted to go home..." said Hans then shook his head "You were right, about everything, there was nothing for me to return to, no home, no anything and my family... they are no family",

"I see" said Agathe crossing her arms,

"I am sorry, I promise I have learned my lesson" said Hans honestly, being outside, seeing what he saw and meeting the people, it was a big eye opener for him, it made him think about others and how he had been acting, he was no better than his brothers back then and he would have continued down that path had this not happened to him, but knowing what he knew now he vowed never to go down that path again.

"I know" said Agatha smiling a bit "Your proved it when you saved that family and your friend H.C",

"I wait... how do you know?" asked Hans shocked,

"I was there, always there watching" said Agathe,

"You were?! But if you were how come you did not let me know?!",

"Because if I had you would not have achieved what you have! This was a journey you had to take on your own for you to become who you were meant to be" said Agathe.

"I do not understand" said Hans confused,

"Your true form is complete" said Agathe "Your now a phoenix",

"A what?" asked Hans baffled, him? No! It could not be! He had heard of that from Lars in the past, it was a bird of fire which symbolized rebirth, but it was just a story, something made up...Right?

"You heard child" said Agathe "Your a phoenix, of the Fateweavers, one of us".

Hans at first looked exited but then frowned and said "Does that mean... I will be a bird forever?".

To this Agathe said nothing as she walked over and tapped him on the head with her index finger.

When she did Hans felt strange, different, reaching he felt his forehead only to be shocked to find a hand, not a wing.

Shocked he looked over himself to find he was not a bird anymore, he was back to being a human child.

"What? How?" asked Hans as he looked over himself in shock, it was then he noticed a strange cloak wrapped around him and a necklace.

Taking the necklace he looked over it, it was a ruby in shape of a tear drop, when he touched it it began to glow, had a strange energy sensating and warmth, almost like a heart.

"Thats your soulstone, care to never loose it or fall into the hands of others... for should it ever break you will die" said Agathe,

"And come back?",

"No, breaking the stone will signify your permenant death" said Agathe,

"Okay" said Hans softly.

It was the finals, 7 year old Hans breathed as he walked over to the school headmaster. After arriving to the Underground Agathe began to teach him magic and allsorts of things. The first being of course how to change to his human form, which Hans was delighted to turn back to a human boy, though it left him with a huge red hooded cloak with gold fire motifs on it that he had to carry around at all times.

Hans did asked if he could have a smaller cloak, but Agathe simply said he would grow into it and that he could not loose it as it is what enables him to change back and forth between his human and Firebird/Phoenix form, Hans hopes he does grow into the cloak as he always ends up tripping because of it and carrying it around on a bag can prove to be quite chore.

Once he mastered some he was sent to school, he had hoped there were other Fateweavers his age, but sadly that was not the case as all of them were much much older than he was, if fact he heard Merlin complain about how Fate seems to be choosing younger people now a days as it seems that Hans was the youngest ever chosen at the time.

Once in school he struggled, his magic was very different from everybody else, destructive, so much so that others began to avoid him in fear of getting hurt, which left Hans feeling alone at times.

Sighting Hans arrived at the office where the headmaster was, for a moment he hesitated outside, the Headmaster was as old as dirt and as sour as a green lemon and God knows he is always in a bad mood. Then again that is expected when you have been around since the dawn of time... literally...

Opening the door Hans entered the room and closed it.

The man stood there, he was old, grumpy, did not look like the kind of person who would liven up a party... if anything your more likely to find him in a funeral... or maybe he was the funeral director... maybe...

He grunted and said while pushing his glasses closer "Hans?",

"Yes?" asked Hans hopeful,

"You failed" said the man,

"What? Why?!" asked Hans shocked,

"Must you ask?" Said the man in a voice that said I am too old for this before adding "You don't have disciplin, you have not mastered magic for beginners magic and most importantly you have no control of your magic!",

"I do so!" complained Hans,

"All the classrooms you burned say otherwise" said the man deadpanned making Hans wince a bit, it was not his fault what happened, he did not meant to burn them down, its just that every time he used his magic it came out in huge amounts or bursts.

"No! I am not! I can prove it!" begged Hans before running over grabbing the man and tugging him outside.

"Let go of me! Your crazy!" yelled the man, Hans pay no attention as he was desperate to prove him wrong, so he continued to tug and pull, dragging the man till he was outside, once outside Hans removed his gloves and walked over to a garden which was recently planted and placed his hands on it.

"Hans, no, don't!" yelled the man horrified,

"I can do this! Watch" said Hans before he breathed and let his magic loose and as expected fire came out and burned the garden to ashes.

The man looked furious, it took everything he had not to throttle Hans for his disobedience while Hans looked confused at his hands "it should have worked" he whispered,

"My point taken, you fail" said the Headmaster quite angry as he turned to leave.

"No, I can do this! Please let me try again!" Begged Hans as he grabbed his arm only for the school master to yank it away angrily and growl "No you cannot" then paused before adding "Fate made mistake when it chose you to be the next Phoenix".

Whimpering Hans backed away before facing the burned down garden then whispering "I know I can do this... Fate chose me for a reason" before closing his eyes and trying again.

Pressig his hands on the ground he concentrated, he felt strangely calm as he allowed the magic to flow through his body and do what it must.

Soon golden flames appeared and spread through the area, but instead of destruction, they restored, the garden rose from the ashes, flowers grew and bloomed beautifully, the vegetables burst from the ground packed full of bounty and the trees rose to the sky, its leaves lush and green, covered with beautiful flowers.

Having stopped to say something else to Hans the Headmaster found the words unable to come out as he stared in shock at the restored garden.

Getting up Hans smiled at the result, feeling proud of himself for achieving what he set out to do. Baffled the Headmaster walked over and touched the flowers "I don't believe this...".

Opening his eyes Hans groaned a bit he came too, turning to the side his winced feeling a bit of pain before forcing himself up, taking slow and deep breaths Hans looked at the clock,

"An hour?" muttered Hans as he rubbed his hand over his face "Felt like an eternity, but what a strange dream".

It was strange, Why was he remembering that time? Not that he did not want to, he always loved to remember the time he performed that magic, but sadly it was the only time he did.

After that time his magic began to behave differently, it did not flow so freely and at times he had to force it leaving him feeling drained and week, over time he grew accustomed to it and it made him stronger as with practice and time he was able to perform magic without feeling fatigued, but for the life of him he could never figure out why his magic behave the way it did.

"Everything has a reason" muttered Hans to himself, but the question was, what was the reason behind it.

Careful Hans walked slowly, still feeling weak and as he left his room he ran into Clara,

"Hello your majesty, was just going to check on you" she said,

"Its Hans please" said Hans,

"Alright Hans" said Clara then gestured out of the hall "I talked to Lars and he agreed to give you some time to walk outside so long as your escorted",

"Thanks" grumbled Hans angrily, not angry with Clara, if anything he is glad she is there, but with Lars. Nodding Clara lead him to a door, there were shadow demons watching the door, seeing they allowed them leave, but followed them around.

When the door opened Hans sighted, taking a deep breath of fresh air, he could smell the sea mixed with some flowers that was in the garden, the sunlight blinded him a bit, but he welcomed it as he felt the chill leaving him as soon as the sunlight hit him.

Walking around Clara showed him around, talking about this and that, soon as they walked he noticed a window, the curtains were open, there was nobody, but Hans knew better. Lars was there... watching them.

"Clara" began Hans,

"Yes?" asked Clara,

"I have been wondering for a while, how did you and Lars met?" Hans asked after a while, it was clear that Lars and Clara were close, much much closer than a employer should be with an employee.

"Oh, well" said Clara hesitating, she rubbed her arm before saying "It was years ago, I lived with my father, he was a drunk, got worse when my mother and grandmother passed away",

"I am sorry" said Hans,

"Its okay, it was a long time ago" said Clara then continued with her story "It was new years eve, my father sent me to sell matches, threatening to beat me if I did not sell them all" she looked down "I was unable to sell any" swallowing she hesitated before continuing "I did not return home, out of desperation I used the matches, I was so sure that I was going to die as I began to hallucinate, I saw a lit stove, a beautiful dinner, a Christmas tree and lastly my grandmother..." shaking her head "The next thing I knew everything went dark",

"What happened after that?" asked Hans softly, feeling sorry for her,

"I woke up in a room, Lars had found me and saved me" said Clara,

"I am sorry" said Hans,

"Don't be, it was the best thing that ever happened to me, I have food, clothes, small luxuries, but most importantly somebody who I care and cares about me" said Clara then added looking up at the window Hans had been initially seeing "He is not a bad man, he makes mistakes, but means well",

"I don't know about that" said Hans looking away,

"I don't blame you, I know its too much to ask for you and he to make amends, but what I hope is that at least you can forgive him as living with that anger will hurt and damage you more than you think" said Clara and with that they continued their walk, but Hans had a lot to think about.

"Red, I had red hair once" though Lars as he looked at an old portrait of himself, he was dressed in what was back then his favorite clothes, blue and green were his favorite colors, holding a book.

Growling in anger Lars grabbed the portrait and ripped it apart, he always hated himself back then, his old self was a selfish coward, the very though of what he had once been always sent Lars on a rage.

That was not him, this was who he was, he was dark, firm handed and in his mind just, there was nothing could change his mind about that. Turning Lars walked away to the nearest fireplace where he dumped the already torn to shreds portrait and watched it burn.

With his anger satisfied Lars went to attend to his duties before trying again to talk to Hans, which so far has been unsuccessful, but he was glad that he was at least talking to Clara, not that she will tell him what they talk about as Clara was not one to break anybody's trust.

Taking a seat Lars looked over the documents which were placed on his desk, the first few were proposals which some he denied and others approved, invitations to some parties around the isles, the last letter peeked his interest.

The first thing he noticed was the seal on the back of the envelope, it was the crocus of Arendelle,

"Queen Elsa" muttered Lars angrily before opening the letter and reading it as he was curious to see what she wanted to say.

"To King Lars Westergaard of the Southern Isles;

I hope I am addressing you correctly, if not then feel free to let me know. Lets first start with an apology, I apologize for my brazen behavior, you are right, I did not ask for your permission in regards of whether or not I can marry your brother, it was very insensitive of me and I admit that if it was me in your shoes I too would have been less than pleased. I would like, with your permission, to start over, would you please allow me to visit the Isles so we can sit down and talk things over? Maybe with time we can get a better understanding of one another as we are strangers to one another. If not then I would kindly ask you to reconsider, as I do want to make amends for what happened.

Sincerely Queen Elsa of Arendelle"

Lars eyes widen as he read that letter over and over, why was she writing this to him? what was her motive?, with a swift move he ripped the letter to shreds before tossing it to the nearest bin, if she though he would be fooled she was sadly mistaking.

He was no fool as he was sure that Elsa was doing that to gain access to the palace so she could plot on how to get his brother, well it would take a lot more than a letter to put the blinders over his eyes.

Grabbing a paper and pen Lars wrote a couple of choice words to respond to the letter before sealing it and having a shadow demon deliver it.

"That's that" though Lars stubbornly.

It would not take long, that was what Elsa though as she waited, her letter had arrived, she was sure as she asked a will o wisp to deliver it... after a lot of coaxing as not one of the poor wisps wanted to run into a shadow demon, not that she blamed them as the last time she ran into one it was not good.

Turning her head she looked at pages in the desk, the lost, ripped pages of the Book of the History of the Phoenix. Taking them she looked over them, unlike the bright and colorful pages of the phoenixes, these ones had dark and somber colors. The front page was a person with a dark hooded cloak, a sickle with a chain attached to it on one hand and a large raven bird on the other.

It said:

"Where there is light there is darkness, the symbol of darkness, shadow, chaos and damnation, the shadow of the phoenix is not to be trifled with. Armed with a weapon of death, chains to enslave you and shadow demons as servants, when seen means a fate worse than death. Unlike the Phoenix who is always a redeemable person chosen, the Shadow of the Phoenix is somebody who committed an unforgivable act yet is remorseful of it"

Elsa frowned, she could understand why they were so afraid and acted why they did, it did not help that she knew that Lars was likely chosen because he killed Hans and he was remorseful of it... yet it seems that a lot of what the Fateweavers though was just because he was dark that he was evil, but it was quite obvious that they do not know much or have enough information to make anything concrete or have an opinion. But Elsa was determined to break that mold, to solve the mystery once and for all.

Suddenly there was a rustle, turning Elsa found a letter on her desk,

"That was not there" though Elsa as she took the letter, turning it she saw it was from the isles, Lars had answered.

So opening the letter Elsa read it, a frown appeared on her face as she read.

"Queen Elsa of Arendelle:

I read your letter and my answer is quite clear, it is no and it will remain a no, nothing you or your friends do will change my mind"

He did not bother to finish the letter as he got his point across. To Elsa this was disappointing, but she did not give up, giving how not much time passed she was sure that he was still mistrustful about her and her intentions, so if she continued and did not give up, in time Lars may allow her to visit.

Closing her eyes Elsa gave a silent prayer, it was for Hans to hang on, she knew he would be okay as Lars would not hurt his brother, but she still could not help but worry. Something inside her told her that something was wrong and that she needed to find Hans. But there was nothing she could do, but send letters and hope that Lars would change his mind.

With lantern in hand a figure walked towards the woods in the Underground Kingdom, stopping the figure who was Rohan hesitated a bit before looking back and thinking. With Hans and Elsa not being the betrayed lovers, to him it became obvious who the betrayer lover was.

"Sylvia, please, let me find you, please it cannot be you" Rohan though before pulling his hood more over his face before venturing into the woods, the light of the lantern was seen briefly through the trees before vanishing.

To be continued...

Authors note:

Fun fact: Lars if I had to describe what kind of Fateweaver he is, he is and has the role of Hades in the original myths of ancient Greece. His job is to go around and collecting evil souls, spirits, ect, to make sure their not let loose into the world and cause chaos. Also like the original Hades, Lars is a Fateweaver that is not talked about, for associating with him is seen as the equivalent of associating with evil even if he himself is not evil.

And that's a wrap for now. Elsa is in a very delicate situation and because of that she is going for the peacemaker rout, because she does not want Lars hurt, in a way she can understand his actions and she also knows that even though Hans is angry at Lars, he would never wish his death. But the question on whether Lars will allow Elsa to visit the Southern Isles or not will be unknown... for now. But for now I hope you all enjoyed this chapter, please leave a review and stay tuned for the next chapter as things are about to take a turn.