A/N-Okay well here is chapter 16. I realised I made a typo in Chapter 15 saying they made a place so Elsa could use her powers. Well that was wrong, it was supposed to say, they made a place that she COULDN'T use her powers. Really sorry about the mixup and/or and confusion.

Sorry for making this chapter kinda short, it just felt like this was the right place to stop. Well without further ado, here is chapter 16.

Stay Frosty.

TRIGGER WARNING- Slight gore ahead!

Chapter 16

Anna was quickly pacing back and forth in her small cell. She didn't care about anything except Elsa. When Hans had told her that Elsa was alive, immediate relief washed over her. The only problem that was stopping the rescue mission was, the escape plan. Anna had tried to think of a way to get them out of the place but, from what she has seen of the prison, it was mostly secure. She was so distracted in her thoughts, she didn't hear a man scoff at her from behind the cell door. He quickly pushed the key in and opened the door.

He turned to Anna and told her to assume the position so he could put her cuffs on her. She complied and was soon being led by two guards to a part of the prison she had never seen before. As they were nearing a door to a stairwell one of the guards spoke to her.

"We've got a surprise for you, Princess." He put emphasis on the princess part.

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2 Hours Earlier, Beth's POV

Clink!

The sound of her pickaxe, resonated through the small cave. She breifly looked to her sides and noticed her cellmates were slick with sweat, much like herself. She turned back and lifted the pick over her head.

Clink!

Well I really hope Anna is having better luck than I am.

Beth sighed and looked around, fully this time. She noticed a group of guards just to her left talking about a new prisoner they had. Their voices were soon drowned out by the sounds of the other pickaxes.

Damnit! I need to get a little closer.

She had started to shuffle to her left, careful not to lift the chain that connected her to the others. She was trying to look inconspicuous, but was starting to stick out because she wasn't doing any work. She sighed and lifted the pick back over her head.

Clunk!

Part of the rock had crumbled from her blow. As she held the pickaxe in her trembling arms, she couldn't help but feel a little bit proud at what she did. Remembering what she was doing, she quickly scooted closer, until she could hear them better.

"I don't see why we didn't kill them. Word has it, the ice bitch put up a pretty mean fight."

"Because, we're going to use them you idiot! We're taking the redhead to the ice bitch to get some info. THEN we'll probably kill them."

"What kind of info could she possibly have?"

"I don't know, nor do I care. Now get back to work!"

Beth stood there mouth agape, not fully realizing what they were going to do to Anna or Elsa. Panic started to swell in her chest. She needed to find Kristoff or Dakota, but how would she find them? They said they would only come around at night.

The pulling of her chains snapped her back into reality. Their shift had just ended and they had started making their ways back to their cells. Beth was still internally panicking so she didn't notice the dirty blonde that walked behind her.

She only noticed him when he grabbed her and started leading her back to her cell. When they arrived at the cell, he told the guard that came with him that he could finish the job and sent him off. He quickly opened the cell doors and pushed her inside, and entered behind her.

"Kristoff, there is something about to happen with Anna!" Beth spoke fast and in a strained hushed voice. Kristoff nodded and his eyes widened.

"Shit. Look, I'll get Dakota to come with me and we'll make sure neither one of them gets hurt. You did good, and don't worry, if everything goes to shit we'll come back for you." He quickly turned and left the room, closing and locking the door behind him.

Beth kept nodding, even after Kristoff was out of the room. She didn't know why, but she trusted the man wholeheartedly and felt comfortable when she was with him. When she was with him, it was like Baldr was still alive and with her.

She started pacing in her cell, hoping that Kristoff would make it in time.

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Anna's POV

The door was quickly thrown open, revealing a long staircase leading down. Anna stomach churned when she noticed how deep it goes. One of the guards pushed her towards the door and she was forced to desend the steps.

She was slowly walking down the stairs, too afraid to ask where they were going. She realizes even if she did ask, she probably wouldn't get an answer. The deeper she went, she would start to smell a coppery scent, and get a mettalic taste in her mouth.

She finally reached the bottom, and what she saw made her face contort into something of horror. There was blood on the ground and several doors leading to different rooms. She could hear moans coming from behind the doors. She bit back the bile that was rising in her throat, and turned back to look at the guards.

They both had smirks on their faces. One of them stepped forward, forcing Anna to back up a few steps. He forced her to turn around and start walking down the cobblestone hallway. It was dimly lit by multiple lanters hanging on the walls.

Besides the blood and moans, the first think Anna noticed was how much hotter it was down here. She felt like she could barely breathe, let alone walk.

Her shakey legs carried her to the end of the hallway. The last door on the wall was facing her. It looked different from all of the other ones. It looked to be made of soild steel and had no way of seeing what's inside. Anna became anxious.

One of the guards quickly strolled up to the door and pulled out a set of keys. He made a show of slowly finding the right one, before he plunged it into the door. He slowly opened the door and pushed Anna inside.

Anna's blood ran cold when she saw what awaited her inside of the room. She saw Elsa, tied to the wall, lacerations across her midsection and lower legs. Her hair was matted to her head from sweat, and her hands were covered by steel domes, similar to the ones they had in Arendelle. Her beautif dress was replaced with torn rags and bloodied cloth.

Anna couldn't stop the bile that forced its way out of her throat. After she was done wretching, she couldn't help but scream.