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The kingdom of Arendelle was in ruins. Pieces of houses, shops, and stables were scattered everywhere. Ruins of the castle's wall lay burned and destroyed. Drago walked down the ruined pathway and stopped in front of Anna who was kneeling beside her motionless and unconscious sister.

"I told you. It was only a matter of time." Drago said.

Anna kept her eyes focused on Elsa. She didn't even bother to look at Drago.

"This was your fault." Anna said quietly.

"On the contrary it was yours. You were the one that had the sword. You were the one that killed her. I merely set the stage. You acted like my puppet on strings. Willingly doing anything I said. If you weren't blinded by your rage you could have saved her. But sadly things never work out for you in the end. You're always on the wrong side of things for some reason Anna. First with Hans and now with the only family you had left. And now that family is gone. So tell me how does it feel? To know that you were the one that caused the death of your own sister?" Drago asked.

Tears rushed down Anna's face. As much as she hated to admit it, Drago was right. She was the one who killed Elsa. The killer of the only family she had left. Repunzel, Eugene, and Kristoff were far on the Southern border. No one could help her now.

"Now..." Drago started.

Anna actually heard his words.

"Run."

Anna's eyes opened wide. She was confused yet terrified at the same time. If she ran she would be safe. But Elsa would be a different story.

"Run away and never return. Or I will not hesitate to kill whatever is left of your extended family or you." Drago threatened. "Now go."

With the last of her strength, Anna stood up and bolted toward the southern border. Leaving Elsa's lifeless body behind. Drago flew upwards and a dark sphere encircled him. He spread his arms out wide and darkness spread throughout all of Arendelle. From a small overhang, Anna saw everything. Her eyes wide with fear and sadness. Everything she had ever known was gone in the blink of an eye. Her childhood, her home, her family. Everything was consumed by darkness. Visions flooded Anna's mind. Memories of Arendelle, the castle, and Elsa. Each memory she had was a part of her. Things she would never forget in a lifetime. And just like that, they all shattered into pieces of a broken mirror in her mind.

"Elsa. I'm sorry." Anna whispered to herself.

Anna turned around and sprinted away from the dark sphere that was growing by the second. As she ran tears fell from her face and were pulled back by the wind. One of them landed on the leaf of a tree and fell from leaf to leaf until it finally landed on an apple red as blood.

Drago awoke. Breathing heavily. He saw Near running into the room at the time.

"Are you alright?" Near asked walking up beside Drago's throne.

"I'm perfectly fine." Drago said.

"Did you have a nightmare?" Near asked.

"Actually it was a very pleasant dream." Drago said.

"It sure didn't look like it. What happened? You woke up gasping and taking deep breaths." Near said.

"I had a precognitive dream." Drago said.

"Are you sure it wasn't just a premonition?" Near asked.

"No. I'm positive. You know my clairvoyance has been accurate the day I knew how to use that ability." Drago said.

"What did you see?" Near asked.

Drago smirked.

"Our victory." Drago answered.

"Can you really predict that?" Near asked.

"Apparently so." Drago answered.

Drago and Near walked side by side down a long hallway.

"Where's Elsa?" Near asked.

"I sent her to Arendelle for a quick mission." Drago answered.

"Which was?" Near asked.

"I think you already know what I sent her there for." Drago said.

"Ok so I may have eavesdropped on you a little bit." Near admitted.

Drago chuckled then his laughter cut off sharply.

"Is something wrong?" Near asked.

Drago walked down a different hallway with Near close behind. Drago opened the double doors and he stood in front of the changing stone tablet.

"It's changing?" Drago asked himself.

"But this can't be. We've shifted the balance." Near said.

"Unless I'm losing my grip." Drago said starting to walk in a different direction.

Near couldn't believe the words that came out of Drago's mouth.

"But that's impossible. You've never lost your grip before." Near said.

Drago stopped walking.

"That's because everyone I've controlled has been weak. This is different. My powers drive on hatred while hers drive on love. If her love is stronger than my hatred she can break free." Drago explained.

"And you're not worried?" Near asked. "Not even the slightest bit?"

"No Near. The reason for that is there's a lot more hatred in the world than love. I grow stronger each second I'm alive. To bad for her it doesn't work that way. She's human. I'm a god of death. So there's three reason why I shouldn't be worried in the slightest." Drago said.

"Where are you going then?" Near asked.

"To tighten my grip so this doesn't happen again." Drago said.

"You're going to lock it aren't you?" Near asked.

"It's only a precaution. Nothing more." Drago said.

"Then I'm coming with you. After all, you said you'd teach me how to do this technique. I might as well see how it works." Near said.

Drago smiled.

"Then we have no time to lose." Drago said.

A vortex surrounded both of them and they disappeared.