Title: White
Sum: [Vampire!Elsanna] She said that he gave me a gift… he said that I was reborn… but what kind of life is this? What kind of gift is this? I don't want it, take it back.
Disclaimer: I do not own Frozen or its associated characters, I'm just borrowing them for a bit of fun.
Rating: R/Mature
Characters/Pairings: [Elsanna]; Elsa, Anna, Queen of Arendelle, Duke of Weselton
Warnings: Well, it is going to be Elsanna end game, but they're not sisters—they happen to have the same Maker, or vampire sire, so they're vampire sisters not human sisters. And… this has vampires. I've gone a little deeper into the dark aspect of it and there is character death. Our favorite characters are still alive, so you don't have to worry about that. Also… blood. There's lots of it. I'm playing around with my gore-writing ability… so there's blood and angst.
Notes: So, another vampire fic. And this one is in the same universe as my previous one. =D

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-Part One-

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It was a very peculiar day. There was nothing out of the ordinary that she could perceive—it just… felt peculiar. Like that feeling you get when you're waiting for the other shoe to drop; which was ridiculous, because life hadn't changed in the eighteen years that she'd been living and breathing. Other than the occasional celebration of birthdays, weddings, solstices, and other such things, her life had become increasingly boring. "Anna, dear, the Queen is asking for you to join her for her evening meal." Looking away from the window she had been staring out since she'd sat down on the sill in the library, the redheaded princess found the eyes of her long-time governess and friend, Gerda. With a smile, the girl moved from the windowsill and straightened her many skirts out before she made to follow the much older woman.

It was several seemingly long moments before Gerda opened a door for her to pass through. With a slight bow of the head, she exited the room and shut the door behind her. Surprised that Gerda wasn't to remain within the room, the redheaded girl turned her attention to her mother. The older woman was the picture of royal perfection. Her lackluster brown hair in an elegant crown braid, with her tiara sitting atop her head; she wore an elegant casual gown, simple but still beautiful in the family colors of teal and fuchsia. "Mother?" Their mirrored eyes connected before her mother motioned for her daughter to acknowledge their guests.

And that's when she actually noticed them. Sitting across from her mother at the small dining table was an older man with fairly pale skin wearing a navy blue blazer and white pants with knee high boots. He looked to have been military, but she couldn't actually tell if that was the case. "Good afternoon…" Yet, she was at a loss as to who this man was, and her attention was quickly diverted when she noticed the beautiful young woman that was standing just behind him. Was she his wife? His daughter? Maid?

"This is the Duke of Weselton, Sir Alyk." Her mother answered. "And I cannot quite remember the name of your companion, my lord. I do apologize." With a smile, the Queen peered over at her only child and motioned for her to sit. "Come now, Anna. It isn't polite to stare." Blinking rapidly, the girl moved slightly awkwardly into the chair beside her mother. "Now… what was it we were speaking of?" The Duke seemed to accept this as a conversation starter, his eyes dancing between Anna and her mother—the princess noticed a hunger in them, but she could not figure out how. There was food in front of them, why would the man be hungry?

"Trade agreements, your majesty. It seems that your husband neglected to… finalize them." The man answered in response to the queen's inquiry. "My country would like to be able to trade with yours once more. Our royalty feels that it's been far too long since we've interacted with our neighbors." The man offered, watching as the Queen seemed to think on this.

"Well, I don't see why we couldn't open up trade once more." The queen finally answers. Anna looks up at her mother, she isn't touching her food either. Nobody is. And she doesn't quite feel the want for any of the meal that the servants had laid out for them. This was peculiar. She always loved dining with her mother, even when her father was home; but they weren't eating. "Anna dear, is everything alright?" She heard her mother ask. But her concerned voice sounded far off, like it was echoing and trying to push past a barrier at the same time. It was weird. Anna merely looked at the woman, why is there blood in her hair? But there wasn't any blood there. Anna could plainly see her mother's clean face and brown hair—no blood. No dirt. But this room is a mess… the blood… it's everywhere… I'm drowning in it… Looking down at her hands, she wanted to scream.

Dripping from her fingers onto her dress was the fresh red life sustaining liquid. "What is…?" Lifting her hands up, she looked to her mother, wanting an answer. What she saw did make her scream. Shrill and loud, echoing in the emptiness of the room as she looked upon her mother.

Blood seeped from the remains of her neck, coating the floor and the chair. There was red on the table as well, the murderer had been messy. "Mama?!" Anna moved from her chair, falling to her knees in front of her mother. She moved her blood covered hands to shake the woman's shoulders. She hoped this was all a nightmare, perhaps if she could get her mother to open her eyes, to say… something, maybe Anna would wake up. "Mama!" She yelled again, moving her hands on either side of the woman's face, moving her mother's limp head to get a better look. Her eyes were lifeless, and blood caked the left side of her face. "Mama! Please! Wake up!" She cried out.

"Elsa, do be a dear…" Came a foreign, yet familiar, voice. "And wake the blasted thing up." Looking around, she didn't see anyone else in the room. But there was someone talking. "And hurry it up. We'll need to hurry out of this place before the King returns. As much fun as it would be, I don't want the Arendelle army following us." There it was again.

"I'm sorry, but you need to wake up…" Came a softer voice, decidedly more feminine. Following by a shaking sensation. "Come on, then." And again the voice spoke, followed by a tap to her cheek. "Wake up, Anna."

Her eyes shot open instantly upon hearing her name fall from those lips. She looked up to see empty blue eyes staring down at her, with white-blonde hair framing her face, with the excess in a braid down the back of her head. Her features were soft and mature, her eyes looked old and damaged. "Where… what…"

"Alyk has given you a gift. I would suggest you don't further test his patience… he may take the gift back." The woman spoke, monotone. The woman was emotionless. And she offered no further explanation as she pulled Anna to her feet without much effort and turned to walk out a familiar door. We're still in the castle… Anna was quickly to trot after the older woman, following and observing the two. The man was the same Duke that had visited with her mother, and the woman had been his companion. But… what happened afterwards?

"Hmm… we'll have to hurry, I fear the ship won't want to stick around much longer…" The man spoke again.

"What… is going on?" The man turned to look at the redhead.

"Well, Anna. I killed your mother, because I had to have you in my collection. Much like Elsa here." The man, shorter than the both of them, grasped Elsa's chin and forced her to turn her head and her empty eyes to him. "Beautiful, the both of you." His leer at Elsa made Anna want to vomit. But she found that nothing came up, even as she bent over to expel what she expected to be emptied from her stomach. "And don't bother with those human trifles, dear. You're no longer one of them." Anna adopted a confused expression at this, but the Duke didn't give her time to ask any more questions as one of the night guards walked by them and spotted the blood on both Anna and the Duke.

"What is going on here?" The man asked, expecting an answer as he drew his sword and moved to point it at the Duke.

"Elsa… you haven't fed tonight, perhaps…" The blonde woman nodded at the older man. "Be quick about it." Again the woman nodded, and Anna watched as the silent woman approached the man, her eyes delving into his.

"Quiet." She spoke as she moved her arms up, her hand grasped at the man's helmet; "Drop it." She spoke again, and the man dropped his sword as she dropped his helmet. Her seemingly delicate hands grabbed his behind the neck and Anna watched as the older woman bit into the man's neck, opening the artery… and drinking what came out. The man struggled obviously, but nothing he did could push the woman away. And when he finally stopped struggling, the woman dressed in blue let him go. He fell into a heap on the ground, while Elsa stood there with a look of pleasure on her features, licking her lips and her fingers. Anna noticed it then. The elongated teeth on either side of Elsa's jaw—the canines. They're sharper… that's how… And then Elsa opened her eyes, and Anna gasped at their blood red irises, that slowly faded back into their natural blue color, her features returning to their emotionless expression.

"Hmm… elegant as always my dear. Grab the girl, we're running behind schedule." The redheaded princess cried out in surprise as Elsa grabbed her around the waist and hoisted her up on her shoulder, she watched as the old man leaped the height of the wall in one jump—and Elsa followed. They jumped the roofs until finally, they landed on the wooden deck of one of the ships in the fjord. And Anna was placed back on her feet. "Sunrise is quite a few hours away… I suggest you make her comfortable, Elsa. I don't want her slaughtering the crew when her Hunger returns." The blonde nodded and took Anna's hand, moving her around the other people on deck. They went down a set of steps into the belly of the ship, across the deck and down another. Until finally, there was no light other than a candle that Elsa lit when they arrived in the bottommost room on the large sea vessel. There were two cots and a slightly large bed, with a mattress.

"What's going on? What happened? Why am I here?" Anna asked, turning to the blonde. "Why did you take me from my home?!" She cried out, tears finally gathering in her previously dry eyes. Elsa turned her blue eyes to look at the younger girl and stared blankly at her.

"Alyk… made you one of Us. You now live above the humans, you drink their life's blood to sustain you." Elsa paused. "The sun will burn your skin, and kill you turning you to dust, so you will never see it again. Along with your family. You may never have lay eyes on those of your previous life. You have been reborn." The blonde answered. "You are to stay here, Anna… if you move from this room, then Alyk will punish the both of us… and you will not like that." Anna did nothing, only stared at the woman with confusion.

"That's not an explanation! That's a… a… delusion! There is no such thing as what you've described!" Anna called out. "Just let me go home. Mother will worry."

"Your mother is dead, Anna…"

"What?" Elsa seemed to show a bit of emotion at this. Pity. Or… empathy, Anna wasn't sure. "What do you mean she's dead? We… we ate dinner together… she… she…"

"Alyk… isn't a humane Maker. She was your first meal… I am sorry." Anna felt a memory come into her mind's eye. She remembers the night that she met Alyk, they had eaten (he hadn't) and then Anna had gone to bed for the night. And… someone had visited her in her bedroom. There was… pain. Before she awoke later… she remembers…

"Oh god…" She remembers the hunger eating away at her stomach. The need for something, but she just wasn't sure what it was. "I… I…" Her legs give out as she remembers the man coaching her through the process. Praising her for draining her own mother's blood. "I… killed her…" More tears flood from her eyes, but as she sits there, she looks down at the floor—and blood droplets start to hit the wood. "What?"

"Since… blood is the only thing that enters your body now… it will be the only thing expelled…" The blonde woman explained. "You should rest. One of the cots over there is for you… stay… in here, Anna." Elsa firmly stated the order to stay within the room before opened the door once more and closing it behind her. Anna didn't move from her spot on the floor for a good long while.

When she did, it was only to lay down further on the wood of the floor beneath her. Her thoughts were a jumble as her mind tried to process what she'd just learned. She… survived on human blood. She was no longer human. She… she killed her own mother. And… it was all that man's fault. His face appeared in her mind's eye with is cocky eyes and his entitled facial expression. It's all his fault…

Anger begins to enter her mind, she feels the fires of hate in her veins. I'll kill him… I'll kill them both for this! I promise Mother… I'll make sure they regret coming to Arendelle!

-On deck-

Elsa returned to the top deck in time to see the Duke at the end of a conversation with the captain of the vessel. Except that they weren't really conversing, it was the Duke influencing the man. No doubt telling him to ignore their guests during the daylight hours. The blonde paused in her moments as the Duke finished with the captain, and kept her eyes on him as he moved to join her against the wooden railing on the side. "Hmm… so does she know now?"

"That you forced her to kill her mother due to your sick fantasies? Yes, Alyk… she knows." Elsa spat at the man.

"Oh… I'd calm down dear… it got a bit chilly there." The man said with a sickening smirk to his old lips. Elsa tensed at this and the man's smirk widened. "I don't need your... particular gifts to upset the crew again, Elsa. Keep a lid on it." The man ordered. His expression still one of self-entitlement, but his voice was stern and forceful. The blonde nodded in response to the man, her expression returning to its neutral state—her slightly emotional outburst forgotten. "She'll be your charge until we return to land in Weselton, Elsa. If she acts out, you will be the one punished." Elsa tensed again at this, her mind no doubt going back to his last 'punishment' for her behavior. And… she did not want to relive this man's sick pleasures again. She wouldn't survive another bout with them.

"Good, I'm glad we understand each other. Now… be gone with you." With the dismissal, Elsa moved away from the man, and back below deck. She kept to herself until the sun began to pull at her subconscious—telling her that she wanted to sleep. And when that feeling overrode her senses, she moved back to the room at the bottom of the ship. Upon opening the door, she saw Anna asleep in the middle of the floor. With a sigh, she moved to the younger girl and picked her up—depositing her on one cot before taking up the other. She was deep in slumber when the Duke joined them, taking his place in the only comfortable bed.

I'll kill them… I'll kill them all…

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Author's Note: So… I got a lot of requests to continue the oneshot 'Red', which is my vampire!Elsanna AU… so… I've decided to do a little bit with it.

I know… I'm just adding yet another multi-chap to my to-do list. But I've learned that if I have a diverse set of things to write, then I tend to enjoy writing a bit more. So… yea…

This is probably going to be a two- or three-shot. I'm not making it super drawn out. But I'm probably going to add more in this 'verse once this is done. I enjoy writing supernatural fanfiction, the supernatural world is intriguing and leaves lots of wiggle room for writers, and I love it.

Hopefully you like the world I'm creating as well.

Let me know =D