"Anna!" a scream resounds in the distance.

"Someone call 911!" another voice yells.

"LET GO! THAT'S MY SISTER!"

"Ma'am please step back until the ambulance arrives!"

"Get her on the gourney!"

"We're losing her!"

"ANNA!"

I sit up, gasping. I wince when I feel the raging burns on my skin. What's going on? What happened? Am I in a hospital?!

"Anna?" a soft voice whispers.

"Mama?" I ask quietly.

My mama comes closer and gasps, tears in her eyes. She holds a hand to her mouth.

"Anna... my poor, poor baby..." she whispers.

I tilt my head. What was she talking about. I try gathering my thoughts, but they all seem to mush together.

"Mama, I... I can't think that well..." I scrunch up my face.

Mama sobs and whips her head away from me. The doctor comes in and puts a hand on her shoulder. Mama nods and walks out of the room. The man walks over to my bed and grabs a clipboard at the end of the bed. He smiles at me, and I smile back.

"Anna, you were struck by lightning about two months ago. Luckily, someone called 911, and we were able to save your life. Unfortunately, your injury has made your brain a little... slower in response."

I stare at him, dumbstruck. Two months? Wow... I was struck by lightning? My brain was injured? That actually explains a lot. The doctor sighs and gives me a supporting smile.

"You are going to be in physical therapy until you are able to use all your muscles again. I understand it may be hard and daunting, but stick with your therapy and I'm sure you will be able to move to your full ability again."

I nod my head, "Where's Elsa?"

He sighs and looks at the ground, "Your sister is at your house. She has requested not to see you."

My heart breaks a little, "She... She doesn't want to see me?"

He shakes his head, "Afraid not. I'm sorry, Anna."

I giggle, "What were we talking about?"

He frowns, "Your sister..."

I shake my head, remembering, "Oh yeah... I'm sorry, I forgot for a second."

The Doctor, Dr. Trovac, sighs, "Anna that might happen a couple times. We can give you some medication to help with it. You may find it hard to concentrate without your medication so make sure to take it."

I nod enthusiastically, "When can I leave the hospital?"

He smiles happily, "Today, actually. We have to keep you strictly in a wheelchair until you are done with your physical therapy. Of course you will be out of the wheelchair during the actual therapy."

Dr. Trovac unhooks the IV in my arm, and a nurse brings a wheelchair into the room. The doctor and nurse help me into it. I smile up at them. Dr. Trovac shows me the controls of the motor wheelchair, and soon I am zooming to the front desk. My mama hugs me, and I hold her hand.

The doctor smiles at Mama, "Put this medicine on her burns two times a day for two weeks. Also, here is a prescription for her pills to help with her attention span."

Mama nods and signs a slip of paper, "Thank you, Dr. Trovac, for helping her these past two months. I think we need to take her home now, though."

Doctor Trovac nods and shakes my hand, "Nice to meet you, Anna. Wish you the best of luck."

"Bye, Doctor Trovac!" I say.

He nods, and Mama and I go to the car. She pulls out a ramp attached to the car, and I get inside. She closes the door and starts the engine up front. We drive home and as soon as Mama lets me out, I drive the wheel chair into the house. Olaf barks happily and leaps on my lap. I look at him and slowly pet him.

"Mama... I... I can't get to my room..." I stutter.

"Oh! Forgot to pull this out!" Mama says and lays this weird ramp stair thing. I smile and drive up it, Olaf sitting on my lap. I get to my room and open the door. I see Elsa and wave enthusiastically.

"Hi Elsa!" I say.

She ignores me, turning to her IPod. I pout and go to my bed. Nothing else happens that night. We get my pills, and I take them. My thoughts clear, thankfully. I fall asleep that night, getting ready for school tomorrow.

I get up first and groan. I feel my wheelchair next to my bed, and I slowly sit in it. I wheel it over to my closet and grab jeans and a black t-shirt. Going to the bathroom, I put the shirt on first. I frown, how do I get on my pants. After many methods, I figure out that I need to first put them on and then grip the sink with one hand, dragging my pants up the rest of the way. Finally, I put my hair in twin braids.

Oddly, I now have a pure white strand of hair. I touch it, but quickly dismiss it. Must've been result of the lightning. Sighing, I wheel myself downstairs and grab a poptart in the kitchen. I eat quickly and take my pills. I already had put on my medicine for my burns so I grab my backpack. I exit the house and my electric wheelchair zooms me to school.

I bite my lip, and I zoom towards my friends. Not turning around, they all mutter a weak greeting. I frown and poke Kristoff. He grunts and looks at me. He smiles goofily.

"ANNA!" he yells happily.

My friends gather around me, and I smile goofily. We all talk about what happened. Mostly me telling what happened. They inquired a few questions, and I answered the best I could. Finally, we went to class. Luckily, classes were fairly easy, and I grabbed my packed lunch, hanging out with my friends.

"Where's the handicap?" someone calls.

I wince and turn around slowly. Hans and his crew were there. Of course Elsa was with them, staying in the background.

"Aw, I heard you got struck by lightning. Also heard you have a hard time with concentrating. How fast can you react to this?" Hans smirks.

He chucks a balloon at me, filled with paint. I try reacting, but my arms come up to slowly. His friends laugh, and I bite my lip. The medicine had started to wear off.

"Someone a little forgetful? Look at this! Even before you were a handicap, you were a loser and weird."

Kristoff growls, "Stop messing with Anna!"

Hans growls at Kristoff, "Make me."

Sven shakes his head, and Olaf and Rapunzel hold back Kristoff. Hans laughs and walks away. I look down at the clothes.

"Anna? Are you okay?" Sven asks.

I look around, confused, "Why do I have paint on me?"

Olaf looks at me, "Anna, Hans hit you with a paint balloon."

I remember quickly and groan. At least classes are over. The bell rings, and I zoom to the classroom, black paint all over me. I sigh, life was going to be harder than I ever thought.

A/N: I hope this update satisfies! If any of you wanted to know, Anna basically is having a hard time adjusting to how it is going to be with her brain injuries. Don't worry, Elsa will come around! Happy Thanksgiving/Frozen Anniversary! Le review time!

thepopcornpup: not dead :D

lightning1997: Elsa wanted to fit in :( she's hurting her sister in the progress though ;-; Updated!

Fan-de-caidos-del-mapa: I know... she will come around, I promise :D I haven't read the Kane Chronicles, but I hope I get the Blood of Olympus for Christmas :D

Guest: I'm sorry D: But at least she isn't dead!

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