(Salathi = Lord Redmoon)

(old)Author's Note: Here is it my lovely readers, chapter 2 of Frozen Blood. This chapter ends right BEFORE a smut scene (so you know what's going to kick off the next chapter).

Cover image: No reply yet, but there is a chance of one of my friends doing a custom piece just for this story keep your fingers crossed and pray I beg hard enough.

My Awesome beta reader: Heroism as he is known on fanficiton has put forth is almighty skill to make sure that this piece of work is free of grammatical errors. He has also had many helpful pieces of advice to improve my writing in general.

Disclaimers: Some hints to self-abuse in the past. And oh yea Elsanna ahead, and Vampire!Elsa. I do not own anything of the characters from Frozen.

Frozen Blood

Chapter 2: Hidden Scars

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I continued to receive gifts each morning from my admirer. Following the painting had been a pair of golden snowflake earrings, each with a small ruby in the center, again with the crossed roses on the back. The gifts from the next week made it clear that my admirer had access, whether legally or illegally, to the royal garden as I started to receive individual flowers left outside my windowsill. How it was done was beyond me—I was three stories up!

These flowers were all cut from the same garden in which I fed the ducks from the pond. I know as I found every cut stem among the flower bed from where each gift came from.

This revelation had been a little bit disappointing to me at first as I had hoped my admirer was one of the visiting guests from the ball, but now it looked to be someone who lived very close to the castle indeed; though I was still at a loss as to who it could be.

After the seven flowers, one each day, I received another painting. This one was of me in the dress I had worn to Elsa's coronation. It was from a perspective of me as viewed from behind. I was on one of the private balconies that overlooked the front castle garden leaning my whole body against the railing as I looked out into the night. I remembered when I was doing this, it was after the sixth man I had danced with tottered off and didn't return just like the five before him. I had felt lonely and hopeless, thinking I would not find anyone who liked me at the party. My admirer had seen me at that time? I thought in awe as I looked at the detailed painting. It looked almost real as if it was a memory and not a painting. Another note accompanied this one, like the last.

Whenever you feel lonely, I will be there, weather you can see me or not

This gift left me crying all morning. How could my admirer know anything about how lonely it was to be me? A hard rage built up in me all morning until I finally got out of bed and rushed to my desk. Pulling out a piece of charcoal and paper, I wrote a note back to my admirer.

What was that note for? "I will be there?" NO ONE is ever there for me… I am always alone in the castle! Don't think for even a moment you understand what it feels like to be me!

I wanted to write so much more and vent my anger into the note but as I stared at it, I slowly came to my senses. This person didn't mean me any harm by the note and the painting, it had been meant to comfort me. And I almost sent for Gerda to leave this letter for my admirer… I thought, disgusted with myself.

A shadow moved across my desk that drew my eyes in a quick flash, but then it was gone and I looked out the window at the completely cloudless sky and the sun shining right at me. A bird? I thought briefly then dismissed it and looked back at my letter. After a few more minutes I tore it into tiny pieces and threw them in the trash can beside my desk and got up to go have an early lunch. I had missed breakfast.

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I only meant to check on her; I mean, she didn't show up for breakfast and I was worried. Even well after breakfast she still stayed in her room. I was going crazy.

Is she sick? Hurt? Just sleeping in? I asked myself, and so I had decided to check in from her window.

It wasn't difficult in the least, what with my new strength and reflexes. It was never hard to climb around, and unlike many of the legends about my kind, the sunlight didn't bother me in the at all. I found that to be a great disappointment when I tried to destroy myself after I killed that young girl… Anyway, so I had just scaled the wall outside of my sister's room and peeked inside. I saw her writing something and I was simply too curious—I just had to look.

Oh, the fool I had been, thinking the letter with my painting would have comforted her! I had only upset Anna, and now she was furious with her admirer; me.

I knew that she was lonely, like I was, but there was just something about seeing it in written form that drove the point home to a whole new level. And the scowl on her face. It broke my heart, if there was anything even left to break after a knife had already gone straight threw it.

I wandered out of the castle, keeping to the shadows by habit and making my way towards the forest without any real thought, as all my thoughts festered over Anna's and my own pain. I knew how to end it, to end our separation; but could I really risk it?

It was well past dark by the time I returned from the forest. I had killed several deer and even a lone wolf for my meals and I felt strong, full. It was because of this that I had the courage to go through with that which I'd decided to do.

Tonight, I was going to go to Anna just to spend time with her. I would bring chocolate and I would answer anything that she asked of me, truthfully. I couldn't take this hiding any longer, and neither could she. If she hated me.. well, I was better-equipped to run away and live alone than any creature in this world.

I drew a bath right away when I returned to my room. Gerda had cleaned the room while I was gone. Surely there wasn't much to do but dust, really, as I kept everything in my room strictly organized and tidy.

I took my baths cold, since it took less effort and the cold had never bothered me in the first place. And though I was tempted to stay in that water all night, I had made myself a promise; and I keep my promises, no matter the consequences. Anna would know one of my secrets tonight, I had made up my mind, and maybe, just maybe, I would be able to tell her both of them.

I started to dress in a light blue gown, but stopped when I was struck by an idea. Anna knew about my ice powers, she had even called them beautiful once before. I moved over to my full-length mirror and disrobed quickly, looking at my naked self as I tried to imagine what I wanted. It took great effort not to stare at my scars (all the wounds I had taken before rising), because every piece of damage I had taken since then healed fully and completely. There were small ridges all over my stomach and upper thighs from when I was thirteen. That was when I started cutting myself with my own ice in self-pity, wishing that the pain I felt would somehow make up for what I had done to Anna. It never was, and I stopped after barely a year when I felt myself becoming empty and hollow; unwilling to do almost anything. There was the bite-mark on my forearm from a dog that had been very kind to most everyone, and so my father thought it would've been a nice pet for me. However, the first time I lost control of my ice powers, he attacked me. My powers had killed the dog as soon as its teeth sank into my skin, impaling the dog with many icy spikes. I had nightmares for months, even years following. And, of course, the huge, jagged scar over my heart where I had tried to end my own life after the news of my parents caused my powers to spiral out of control. I told myself I had wished only to protect the kingdom from my powers, but I sometimes doubted. That whole night was very hazy in my mind—perhaps I just wanted my life to end; for this curse to leave me.

Despite the distractions of my scars and memories, I was able to focus enough to conjure a gown of ice. It was beautiful, and sparkling. It was scaled as If I wore the hide of an ice dragon, and was perfectly fit to hug my body and all of its curves. It was almost too embarrassing for me to wear, but I steeled myself. I could do this. I was in too much of a hurry to put my hair up, so I left it down in a loose braid over one shoulder. A snowflake hairpin of ice held it together.

Taking a big breath and straightening my back, I packed a small hodgepodge of chocolates from my personal store, and walked from my room en route to Anna's.

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I was doing my best to mount the second painting next to the first with no real idea how to do so when a soft knock came at my door.

"Oh Gerda, wonderful timing! I could use your help with this." I called carefully, putting the painting down on my bed and rushing over to the door to yank it open. But it wasn't Gerda standing there in the dark hallway with face flushed slightly and looking shyly at the floor, it was…

"Elsa…?" I whispered in shock and she nodded without looking up.

"H-hi Anna," she replied meekly then stiffly raised her arms to offer a small package to me. "H-here." she said and I saw her swallow hard. She raised her head to look at me with those glacier blue eyes and I got lost in them for a few moments.

"Anna?" Elsa's voice pulled me from her eyes to her hands and I smiled, taking the package from her.

"Come in!" I said in a loud whisper. Grabbing one of her hands with my free one, I pulled her in before she could say anything. She didn't resist at all.

I quickly scooped the painting from my bed and placed it on top of my dresser. It was forgotten in light of my Elsa's appearance. Once finished I turned around and took in the full view of my sister. She was amazingly beautiful, in a blue dress that matched her eyes at the top but grew lighter as it went down her body. Those breasts! Oh gods forgive me but even Freyja must be jealous of her, they look so firm and full. I thought, starting to blush as I realized I had been staring at my sister's breasts for a few seconds longer than just a casual glance. I looked up to see if I had been caught and my sister's cheeks had turned a very dark shade of red. Yup, totally caught staring.

"So…." I said, totally lost for words.

Elsa just nodded, looking as lost as I was. We just stared for a few moments before I moved forward and hugged her as tight as I could. She was cold, not just her skin but her dress. Is it made of ice? I wondered in awe for only a moment before starting to blush heavily. Her bust was pressed right into my own and my whole body started to heat up at the feeling and I couldn't help but wonder what it would be like if our bare chests touched. Stop that! I thought angrily at myself. She's my sister! Sister! And she's a girl, I mean I don't like girls do I? I mean not that it's a bad thing if I do, I just never thought about it before. I leaped back as quickly as I had leapt forward to hug her, a wild and confusing rush of emotions taking place in my head and heart at the small action. I hadn't noticed how Elsa had gone completely rigid at the contact or how her breath was coming in short pants.

"W-w-what are you doing h-here?" I stuttered, trying to think of anything to say, and I mean that was a totally reasonable question right? Oh Odin help me, not even a minute since I have seen her and I already can't think straight.

"I.. I decided to tell you anything you ask, to end this.. isolation we've been in, at least from each other. I can't take it anymore. I feel my existence might end if this continues." It took every bit of self-control in my body not to throw myself against her again at these words.

"Oh, Elsa!" I cried, holding in tears. "Really!? Truly?" I demanded, unable to believe my ears.

Elsa nodded and then said, "Truly, I want you to know everything about me and I wish to see you, and talk with you. I mean, I 've always have wanted this. I can't tell you how much I enjoyed it when you talked to me at my door, or how much I wished to come closer when I watched you from my window above the gardens. I am dangerous, Anna, but I can't keep myself from you any longer."

My heart swelled at her words and even though there was anger swelling too, rage at her keeping us separated in the first place, it quickly died. I mean, how could I be mad at my sister? She only kept herself isolated to protect everyone since she cared about everyone else far more than herself, so much so she tortured herself to keep them safe. Instead of voicing all this however I could only make myself whisper.

"I missed you."

"I missed you, too, Anna. All the time."

We talked for a few hours that night, mainly about small things. Well it was mainly about me to be honest; all the pranks I had done as a child, all the adventures I had had through the castle and the trouble I got in. I did learn a few things about Elsa though: she painted with oils and drew with charcoal, she played the piano and loved to bake. It wasn't until we looked at my clock and saw it was midnight that I started to think about more serious questions.

We both drew silent as I thought and Elsa just played with ice in her hair, sculpting it like someone else would clay. Her eyes were down, focused on the ice and her whole body had gone tense in the silence but she didn't break it. My eyes wandered to the painting over my bed, the one of me with the ducks in the gardens, painted as if the artist had been above me… Didn't Elsa say she had a window above the gardens earlier? I thought, my mind moving slowly as some pieces started to fall into place. The chocolates Elsa had brought tonight looked to all be the same types that were in the crate the first day, and then the flowers. I thought perhaps my admirer had snuck in at night, a very illegal thing to do, and cut the flowers. But what if my admirer had all the rights to be there that I did? And then the paintings—the oil paintings—Elsa's favorite medium.

My hand absently drifted to the snowflake on my neck as I thought and looked down at it. Snowflakes… And looking up I noticed the snowflake in Elsa's hair again. It was in fact exactly the same pattern as the one on my neck and a small gasp escaped me as all the pieces fell into place.

Elsa's eyes flicked up as I gasped and I saw the worry come across her at what must be my completely shocked face; but there was more there too. Joy, no love and something else, something that made heat slowly coil in my stomach. Lust?

My sister was my admirer! But wait, why? Does she wish to court me? No, no she's my sister that can't be it, but what other reasons are there? My heart started beating like crazy as my thoughts continued to work around the idea that Elsa might want me as more than a sister, as a lover. Elsa's hands had stopped moving and I lowered my eyes, unable to meet the emotions going through my sisters. When I saw what my sister had been working on however my mind froze in place. It was me, or rather my face. All my features were there, even my freckles, though she had only just started on my hair. She was making an ice bust of me! Well that answers that, I thought dully before my mind started buzzing with new thoughts. How did I feel about her?

"Anna?" Elsa's calm melodic voice sounded in a worry-soaked tone.

"Huh? Oh sorry what is it?" I mumbled, trying to pull my thoughts from where they had run off to and focus on what my sister was saying.

"Are you alright? Look at me." Elsa said. It was a gentle command but I shook my head while saying—

"I'm fine," which received a deep sigh from my sister. After a moment I looked up and just blurted out my thoughts.

"You're my secret admirer, aren't you?" Elsa flinched at my words then a look of fear filled her completely.

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How in the world did she find that out!? My thoughts positively screamed as panic filled my heart. Oh no no no, she must be disgusted with me! I was courting her, like a suitor would—my sister!

"Elsa?" Anna whispered, but I didn't really hear it as I tried to move out of my chair. Though, somehow, Anna was in front of me before I was fully standing, keeping me trapped.

"Elsa?" Anna said, louder this time and I was able to grasp at words and reply.

"How… How…?" was all I could get out. Anna was smiling. Why was she smiling?

"Well I was just looking at all the gifts I had received and then I was thinking about you and pieces just started to fall into place." As she said this, her hands reached up and cupped my face. "Elsa it's ok, really. There's no reason to be afraid."

"Yes there is, you should be terrified of me. I am so dangerous Anna; more than you know." I tried to pull my head from her hands, but she gripped me firmly.

"Elsa I am not afraid of you, I could never be."

I closed my eyes so as not to see the love in her eyes, love I didn't deserve at all. "Anna…" I whined, pitifully trying to pull away.

"No Elsa," Anna said firmly. Then, in a gentler voice, asked "Before you said I could ask you anything Elsa. Did you mean it?" I nodded instantly, but kept my eyes closed. "What are you feelings towards me? What do you feel when you're around me?" she asked in a soft whisper and I froze. My first instinct was to remain silent, but I had promised. I had said she could ask anything of me and so I started to speak, not really sure what I was saying; only that it was honest and from my heart.

"When I see you, I want nothing more than to touch you, to be at your side and be with you. When I watch you eat breakfast each morning, I wish for nothing more than to join you. When I listen to you play and sing in the tavern, my heart swells in joy and contentment and I want nothing more than to remain there listening to you for all time. When I watched you dance with all those men at my coronation, I wanted nothing less than their deaths for daring to lay their hands on you. When I saw you lonely, I wished for nothing more than to give you company. When you aren't around, I feel cold and empty." I said and then continued. "When I touch you, my whole body warms up; when I smell you, I go dizzy with hunger; when I—" but I was interrupted by Anna's words of—

"Whether you can see me or not," and a pair of amazingly soft, warm & sweet lips pressed into my own. I froze for a half-second before a moan shook my whole body and I melted into her. My thirst surged to the surface, breaking the wall of ice I had built around it all evening, and my fangs grew to their full length instantly. In the same moment as all of this, I hurled myself backwards, knocking chairs aside and banging into Anna's wall. I pressed myself against it, panting heavily, my mouth wide-open as I stared at Anna.

Emotions raced across my sister's face: shock, pain, hurt, fear, confusion. She stayed fixated on the last one.

"Elsa…? Y-your teeth! What in the world? You have fangs, your eyes.. they're glowing and they're.. not blue." Anna said the last bit in a tone I didn't understand. Awe? Regardless, at her words, I slapped one of my hands over my panting mouth and panic filled me again, pushing my thirst aside.

"Anna, I can explain, I promise.. just, let me explain." Amazingly, Anna moved towards me with worry filling her eyes.

"Elsa, what happened to you? What don't I know?" That broke me. She could see the demon within my face and all she wanted to know was what happened to me. She wasn't afraid; that much was clear in her eyes. All I saw was love, worry, and concern. I couldn't take it as I collapsed to the floor, sobbing.

"Elsa!" Anna cried and surged forward, catching me and pulling me to her chest. I couldn't even think to resist.

I don't know how long we stayed like that—Anna cradling me in her lap as I cried like I hadn't in years. Anna didn't ask anything of me the whole time; just held me and stroked my hair, neck and back in turns and speaking soft words of love in my ear. She broke me down until I was bare and raw in her arms. I couldn't hide anything if I tried. When I reached a point where I could speak through my sobs, I started to tell her. I told her of my loss of control, of my death, how I woke up somehow; about my new thirst and my horrible first feeding where I killed the young maid. I told her how I now hunted animals in the forest; I told her about the times I tried to destroy the monster that was now me and failed. I even told her of the scars on my body, of the dog and my self-inflicted wounds. These stories were often interrupted for very long periods of time as I broke into new fits of tears. I ran out of tears eventually and was just sitting in her lap, gasping for air as barren sobs shook my body and the sun started to rise outside Anna's window. Never even once had Anna flinched or pulled away from me. She knew what I was, and was still holding me. I couldn't help but look up at her face.

Anna's eyes were red and puffy, and her cheeks were stained with tears. Even now there were still tears falling from her eyes, but not even a second after I made eye contact with her she pressed her lips to my own again. This caused me to gasp and I crumbled under her, kissing back timidly and not pulling away, even when my thirst throbbed in my throat and my fangs started to ache. I don't know how long we kissed, but eventually Anna pulled away and I was left shaking, panting and clenching my thighs together to try and smother the fire that was burning within.

"Do you need to feed now?" Anna whispered softly in my ear as I fought all my hungers and I shook my head violently, before forming words into a reply.

"I drank so much last night, I will be fine for a few days at least." I assured her before wiping my nose on my sleeve. I was sure I looked hideous—tear-stained, for sure—and I bet I had snot all over my face and sleeves where I had rubbed my nose.

Anna cupped my face gently as I sniffled again. She looked me straight in the eyes. "I love you, Elsa," she said firmly and clearly. A few more tears found their way out of my eyes, even though I thought I had run dry.

"I love you, too, Anna."

We stared at each other for a few moments before I started to stand up and Anna followed suit. She groaned and stretched her legs as she did, then twisted her back, cracking her spine. We were both a mess and I laughed a little, pulling a laugh from her as well.

"Let's get cleaned up for breakfast." I said with a soft smile, taking her hand in my own. She blushed and looked down at the floor for a moment before raising her face which was now beet-red.

"C-can we.. um… Can we take a bath together like when we were kids? We can clean each other up."

This request caused my own cheeks to turn red, but after a moment I nodded, and we both headed for her bathroom.