Authors note: I want to thank you all for reviewing and reading the last chapter. Hearing your opinions means a lot and they also help if I need to edit or make something better.

Guest: A bit of a spoiler, but no, neither Lars or his place are responsible for Hans state of being.

Dreamsandimaginations: No, Hans because his magic is closely tied to life and death he can sense it.

Crazyaboutto: Its a secret. ;)

Yubima-chan: Wish granted. lol

guest: You will see... but it will not be pretty...

Darkphoenix: I should not say... but what Hans is suffering is a fate worse than death, in a way he is loosing himself because of this... that's why he is going in and out of strange catatonic states among other things.

Any way I hope you all enjoy this chapter and please leave a review when done, opinions are most welcomed.

Reaching his hand back Lars struck Hans across the face trying to get him to snap out of whatever was going on, it seemed to work too well as he got quiet and stared at him in a mixture of shock and something else Lars could not identify.

"You will not go and I don't care who Rohan is, he is nothing to you" said Lars firmly, Hans said nothing, his mouth opened and closed as if trying to say something before the next thing Lars knew he slumped to the ground.

"Hans!" yelled Lars as he caught his brothers falling form before it hit the floor of the palace, holding him close alarm bells began to sound in Lars head as he felt his brothers body get cold.

"No no, not again" begged Lars as he called out for help, the sickness had returned.

"What did you do?" Lars heard, it was cold, turning he faced Elsa who stood at the doorway starring, her face, upon looking at it Lars immediately knew what she was thinking.

"Elsa its not-",

"Then what was!? He was fine till you showed up!" accused Elsa, she did not want to think of that, but the coincidence was far too great, Hans had been fine and healthy till the moment Lars stepped back into his life, either it was all a coincidence or Lars was doing something to make Hans sick. As cruel as it sounded Elsa began to believe the latter.

"I don't know! He was okay! Rambeling something about Rohan and how he needed to get to the Underground Kingdom" said Lars. Elsa glared but said nothing more than "We will go to the Underground Kingdom",

"What!? NO that place will-",

"Either we go or I will make sure that you never see Hans again" warned Elsa,

"You have no right" growled Lars angrily,

"Then you never cared" growled Elsa, Lars stared, there was nothing more said, the decision was very clear.

Something, something was wrong, Agathe walked back and forth, her heart was telling her that over and over, something was wrong with Hans. She may not be his mother, but she raised him since he was a child, she put clothes on his back, fed him, took care of him, send him to school, nursed him back to health when he was sick, took care of every scrape or injury, comfort him when he was sad, was there for every aspect of his life.

Because of all this yes, she did consider herself his mother and like a mother she had developed that so called sixth sense which always says when something is wrong with a child, right now that sense was driving her up a wall.

She had wanted to check on Hans, but something was keeping her from getting to the isles, as if Lars had found a way to keep them from reaching the isles at any means necessary, not even by boat she could arrive as the currents would make the boat turn around and leave.

"Please, if I get anything, I pray that nothing happens to Hans" Agathe begged mentally, when she heard loud yells, turning her face went pale as she saw Elsa and Lars limping, at first she was furious at Elsa bringing Lars, but that stopped when she saw they were busy helping Hans walk, he took a couple of steps before collapsing to the ground muttering "Give me a moment, I don't feel so good" before covering his mouth as he gagged and coughed.

Panic setting in Agathe ran over and helped Hans up, it got worse when she helped lift him up, he was limp, but that was not what worried her, blood, it was over his lips, chin, it was coming out of his eyes.

"Its getting worse" whispered Lars, Elsa was too stunt to speak,

"Come, we have to get him to the infirmary" said Agathe trying to keep a level head as between the three of them they helped Hans walk, but it was clear he just was going downhill for every minute and second that passed.

Almost, that word rang through Elsas mind over and over as she, Lars, Clara, Anna and Kristoff waited in one of the living rooms. According to the Fateweavers who had done the healing Hans was between limo, almost dead but not quite. The why was unknown, but it was clear to Elsa that they were ready to blame Lars for Hans condition and yes she had initially though that Lars was responsible, but now that she was more levelheaded it made no sense.

Why would Lars want to do this to the brother he loves? Sure he had taken him away from family, friends and so forth, but he would never do anything that would kill or put Hans in danger.

So the question remained, who or what was behind Hans deteriorating condition?

Suddenly a door opened, the group grew tense as they though it was Agathe or one of the fateweavers, but it was not, it was Albert,

"What happened? How is my brother? Is he alright?" asked Albert, he was out of breath and gasping, seems he rushed to get to the Undergound kingdom,

"He is stable" said Elsa,

"But how do you found out?" asked Anna confused,

"Marius told me" said Albert "Victoria is besides herself with worry, she cannot come here so I did for her" with that he walked over Elsa and took her hands "I know we don't know each other very well, but whatever you need, what my brother needs, me and my darling Victoria will help in any way",

"Thank you but I-",

"I think maybe you and Elsa can" said Lars surprising the group, sighting he said "Can you head back to the Southern isles palace? Get somethings, maybe some blankets, clothes, what Hans likes, he may need it".

There was silence, usually Lars wanted nothing to do with Albert and the few times Lars mentioned him was in anger and insults, this was the first polite thing he had ever said.

Nodding Elsa got up to accompany Albert as she did she heard Anna say reassuringly "Don't worry, we will keep an eye on things",

"Thank you" said Elsa softly before she and Albert left the room. Once gone silence settled once more as nothing more said as all were too buried deep in their worry.

The castle was quiet or quieter than it had been before, Elsa and Albert said nothing as they each went their ways to gather things, arriving to the laundry Elsa grabbed some warm clean blankets along with sheets and such which were in a storage room, stuffing them into a bag Elsa turned to leave the room, but as she walked the hallway she heard whimpers.

Pausing Elsa looked around wondering if she heard right, when she heard the whimpers again she realized she not only heard what she heard, but also who those whimpered belonged to.

"The wisps" Elsa though as she looked around, following the sounds to a study, Lars private study. Opening the door she took a peek inside and looked around, she heard them, but did not see them and nothing seemed to be out of place.

"Hello?" asked Elsa as she looked around for the wisps, she checked under the furniture and rug, through some books, finally when she got to the desk and opened the underside to expose the compartment inside to gasp when she found the wisps hiding inside.

They gasped, whimpered and coward only to relax a bit when they saw it was Elsa.

Seeing how scared they were Elsa frowned, her guess they had a rather nasty run in with the shadow demons again, it was clear that the shadow demons did not like the wisps and would often times used them as a form of sick entertainment whenever they caught a wisp, sure Lars was there to make sure the shadow demons did not do anything evil, but doing evil and causing trouble was in their nature even with Lars to reign them in you cannot change what they are. Reaching Elsa said soothingly "Its okay, I am not going to hurt you".

Slowly one by one the wisps came out of hidding, surrounding Elsa.

Holding up her hand she smiled as some rested on her hand, holding them she smiled and asked "Its okay, I will get you all out of here", they all cheered and clapped as Elsa opened the bag, quickly the will o wisps jumped into the bag, except one, it paused then went back to the desk.

"What's wrong?" asked Elsa confused by the wisps actions, soon she saw the wisps pulling on something, it was a rag doll in shape of a horse with wings, not expertly made, but you could tell what it was, the cloth was old, dusty and the ribbon which was used to make a bow around its neck had long since lost its cheery red color.

Confused as to why the wisps would want such an old dusty thing Elsa picked it up and looked over it before spotting a note attached to it, taking it she opened it, upon reading its content her eyes widen.

Hans needed to see this. With that she stuffed the horse with the note into her bag along with another item she found before leaving in a hurry.

Standing on a cliff overlooking the Underground Kingdom Sylvia spent many days admiring the beauty, thinking of the was and what will be once she is done. Turning around she faced the runes she had carved on the ground, on top of them were urns which were not of mystery origin to Sylvia. Standing in the center with the urns around her she held up a crystal and twig, the crystal began to glow as the twig grew around it, turning into a magnificent staff, through it she channeled all her magic through it and sent it to the urns as she chanted "What was once alive is dead and now may the dead rise and do my bidding" she repeated it over and over.

As she did the light in the staff grew brighter and brighter and the urns began to shake, cracking violently before breaking, the ashes spilling before piling up together and growing, changing, forming into somethings which were once alive but not anymore as their forms were undead, twisted and corrupted.

"It is time" she though "And this time I will be the high Fateweaver once more, but before I do I must have the Kingdom cleansed with fire before it is reborn to my desire" with that she pointed to the Kingdom, giving a silent order of destruction.

To be continued...

Authors note:

Fun fact: Sylvia if metal illness were known better back then, she would have been diagnosed with Borderline personality disorder. In her mind she is always right and anybody who challenges or opposes her or what she thinks is right is not only a threat but her enemy.

The battle is close at hand... what will happen?! I would say but this would be a huge spoiler. Either way, were are nearing the end of the story, maybe 5 chapters or less before the grand finale. Its sad but stories have to end eventually. So for now I hope you all enjoyed this new chapter, please leave a review as your comments and opinions are always held in high regard to me and please stay tuned for the next chapter.