White Chapter 4: Part Four, a frozen fanfic

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, Duke of Weselton
Warnings: uh… blood… death… violence… body mutilation… and… body parts?
Notes: Um… this took me forever. Hopefully it's not crap to you guys. I didn't have anyone read over this beforehand... neither did I proofread, so any spelling or grammatical mistakes are purely because I'm too lazy to find them.

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-Part Four-

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"You thought that you could defeat me?!" Came his booming voice. Erupting from such a small body, it was always a surprise. And around him, she could see that different items on shelves and bookcases began to shake—the glasses clinked and clattered about on the dining table that stretched across the room they'd come to blows in. How is he doing this? Yet she did not have the time to think. "You thought that you could kill me?!" Yelled an even darker voice, it did not match the man it came from.

And for the first time since she'd started on this road… she was terrified…

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-Earlier in the Night-

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"Anna, you can't be serious." The ice witch spoke with what could be assumed a reprimanding voice. She was now dressed in an ice corset and long shirt, with a coat akin to that of the long housecoats many people might wear during the night. The redheaded vampire had just spoken of killing their maker—not exactly how, but it was evident that she'd been thinking about it for a long while. And now… now she was going to get herself killed. Elsa couldn't possibly allow this, she had to stop the girl. "Anna, Alyk is much stronger than you can imagine. He's lived a long life… killing him… it's just not… possible." The younger woman turned then to look at her Sister. She saw the fear in the cerulean blue irises—true fear. She was left to wonder once more why the strong woman feared such a pathetic man. "He will kill you… or worse… he'll—" The blonde stopped then. She wouldn't speak of it.

They were alone, and there was no need to act the cold persona that she had in the past, it hadn't been working. She was lying to herself by saying that it was. Obviously nothing she's said has worked in getting the redhead to just accept the life she now had. "What has you so afraid of him?" Snapping out of her reverie, Elsa met Anna's eyes with a question. Silently urging the girl to repeat her thought: "You are so strong… you… you have these powers… and yet you are terrified of the man." Anna paused. "I know that you must have had the urge to… to stab him the way he has done you." The redhead spoke, referring to the many scenes of punishment and torture that she'd had to endure over the years. "To make him pay… for the things he's done to you in private… as well as in public. Elsa… it's not right." With a much unneeded sigh, Elsa brought her hands together in front of her and proceeded to speak:

"He is a powerful man, Anna. The things you don't know... I have tried… in the past. I assume that you guessed that I had." She paused. "And as we are all painfully aware, they did work—nothing has."

"Just what have you tried?" Elsa let a small sad smile come to her lips.

"Everything." Anna was shocked at this. Elsa had tried everything? What encompassed everything? "Burning. Wounds through the heart. Beheading. All three at the same time. He just… he just keeps putting himself back together." The woman spoke, trying to push the severity of her words onto the younger woman.

But it did not seem to stop Anna's determination to slay Alyk on that night, it only caused her to run through the back up plan… that she didn't have. Still she moved to the door, only turning back once she'd opened it: "Get ready to leave, Elsa. Because tonight? We become free women." With a smile, she moved out of the room, leaving Elsa in her bed chambers by herself, alone with the thoughts of Anna facing their Maker. And dying. Blood red tears came to her eyes. She could feel them, they weren't thick or many in number due to her lack of blood at the moment; but they laid a wet trail from the corner of her eyes to the bottom of her jaw before falling down the curve of her neck and soaking into the ice of her clothes.

I can't bear to see it happen again… Came a sudden and strong thought, forcing itself through the mire of the sudden onset of depression. The thought forced her to raise her head, and to wipe her eyes, smearing the blood upon her hands before being washed away from the coming and going of the ice she commanded. I… I have to stop her… Whatever it takes. With a new determination, Elsa moved from the room. Perhaps she could prevent Anna was going after Alyk without alerting the older vampire to Anna's vicious need to see him die.

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The redhead's initial plan would have to suffice. She'd had their evening meal freed from the kitchens, giving safe passage back to their land of origin—hopefully back to their families—all while trying to elude Alyk's all-knowing gaze. She'd had this all planned out the night before, and paid off the men and women that worked for Alyk so as to prevent him from finding out. However… when she stepped into the dining area, there the men and women sat. Or rather, lay.

All of them, man woman and child, each on a platter in the three spots set for her, Elsa, and Alyk. All through had already been cut and drained. The child was lain across her place at the table, his throat had been sliced from ear to ear and his clothes and the platter—even the chair she would have sat in—were soaked in his blood. The same could be said of the woman. However, it appeared that something else had happened as well, not something that Anna wanted to focus on. It only caused her anger to rise and her eyes to blur with tears that would not be shed. And lastly, the man. He lay across Alyk's platter, his blood was nowhere to be seen. But the smell of his body spoke of his departure from the living realm. Alyk was seated in his throne-like dining chair, his body clothed in his finest suit, almost like he was going out to a formal banquet or reception of some sort.

The redhead realized then that they were the exact same garments that he'd worn when he and Elsa had visited Arendelle all those years ago and ruined her life forever. And as her fists clenched in her growing anger, she heard something. Something that caused her to move her focus from the rage within herself, to the man that it should have been directed at sooner than now: a low, and slow chuckle. Dark and menacing. Until it turned into full-blown laughter deep from within him and out into the blood-filled air. "Anna, dear… I would've thought you to be the smart one." Through the door stepped another figure, Anna felt them move to close the door they'd quietly stepped through. "Ah, Elsa. It seems that you have been let off the hook for the ensuing punishment period." He said with his usual obnoxiously dominant demeanor firmly in place as he looked down his long hooked nose at his eldest Child of the two. "Restrain her." He commanded simply, bringing his right hand up into view of his eyes as he examined his nails, as if for dirt or blood; expecting Elsa to obey the command, he didn't bother to move his eyes from his perfectly cleaned fingernails.

"Elsa…" Anna mumbled as she noticed that Elsa had not moved to do the man's bidding—but she had not moved to protect herself or Anna either. "You don't have to do this…" Her blue-green eyes looked over her Sister and noticed the blood trails into the collar of her ice dress, she noted the underlying fear in those crystal blue eyes.

"Oh, but she does, dearest Anna." Came Alyk's antagonistic voice once more, cutting through whatever thoughts that had been forming in Elsa's mind to try and join Anna in the revolt against their Maker. It's not possible. You can't kill him. We're trapped with this man forever. "You see… Elsa learned early on in life, what it means to go against my wishes…" He said with a smirk to his face, he was suddenly beside Elsa with his arrogant expression he moved his fingers beneath Elsa's chin and forced her to look up from her downward gaze. "You never told the girl... such a weak decision on your part, dear. So very… human." He growled out the last word and as he dropped his hand from her chin, he swung it into a back hand. The loud smack reverberated off the walls, adding only to the scene of Elsa's face turned entirely to her right. Her blonde hair in her face, hiding her eyes.

"Elsa… what didn't you tell me?" The blonde didn't move from her position. Lost in her memories of her early years. Of everything she lost.

"Hmm… Elsa… volunteered for this life, Anna."

"What?"

"Yes. You see, Elsa recognized… that humanity was weakness… and she… she begged me to make her a Vampire. To give her the ultimate gift." He laughed out, recalling his version of the night in question. Anna refused to believe it. She refused to believe that Elsa would ask this man for anything, let alone the 'gift' he liked to push onto those he deemed worthy. But the man continued speaking. "And… my, her people worshipped her like a goddess." He spoke with wonderment in his voice as he turned his face to the ceiling, losing himself in the memory as well. While Elsa only thought of the endless bloodshed… and what she remembered transpired on that night.

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"Papa!" She cried out. "Olaf!" She screamed. Their tent-like homes were aflame. There were screams echoing against her eardrums of the men and women and children that lived in their conglomeration of moveable homes—their people… her people. It sounded like death outside the tent-flaps. And amidst the smoke and fire, she could not find her remaining family members. Olaf, her younger brother, was nowhere to be seen—and her father should have been able to answer her calls. Yet she heard nothing.

But she did lay her eyes on the final resting place of her peoples' leader. The man lay slaughtered in his own marriage bed, his throat ripped out and his face slashed until he was no longer recognizable. "NO!" She screamed. "Olaf!" She yelled out. The young woman doubted in that second that her voice would carry over the crackling of the flames. In a desperate plight to save herself until she could safely located her brother, she moved out of the tent. Scrambling. "I… I can stop this." She whispered to herself. "…the gift…" She spoke. The one thing that her father had prevented her from doing since they discovered her ability to do so—to prevent the fear that would cause her people to fear her: moving her hands in front of her, she called for the magic and let it free.

Young Elsa called the clouds to blanket the sky and the cold to rush forth to cull the flames and kill the fires. After what seemed an eternity, all was set right. The men and women and children now moaned in pain of burns, rather than screamed in the agony of being on fire. And a stillness settled over the village. "Olaf!" She screamed out.

"Elsa!" She heard echoed back to her. Turning to face the direction the voice had called to her from, she noticed her younger brother, covered in dirt and soot—held by a strange man. "Elsa!" He cried, not understanding what had happened, but knowing that something was not right.

"Hush, little one." The man said with a sickeningly sweet voice as he neared the old sister. "You have quite the power, child." His voice sang out. "It's wasted on such a mortal vessel." She ignored him, keeping her eyes on her younger brother as the boy squirmed.

"Let him go." She spoke softly, but still firmly enough that if the man heard her (which he did), he would know that she would not waste time in retrieving her brother from his grasp. Around them, the cold gathered. Ice began to form in the air, and turn into marvelous sharp projectiles, all aimed at the intruder.

"I would be careful dear. I know you have no control… what if you hurt the little guy." He said with mock sincerity as he hugged Olaf up to his chest, presumably using him as a human shield. "Wouldn't want that on your conscience, now would you?" Anger continued to burn in the young Elsa's eyes as she stared down at the man. "It is such a wonderful gift… how about a trade?" This caught Elsa's attention.

"What do you want that I have?" She spoke.

"I merely wish to give you a gift." He answered. "In exchange for your brother's life." His eyes glinted with malicious intent, but Elsa could not focus on that. He was offering her brother's life in exchange for a gift he wished to offer her.

"I accept. Release him." The man dropped him instantly, and in the next moment, he was on her. Sharp pain shot through her nerve-endings as she felt something stab into her neck. Her world went black.

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"I did not beg… for this."

Alyk stopped his ceiling-gazing, and turned his head down and around to look at Elsa. "What was that, dearest?" He spoke.

"You heard me." The blonde spoke, she adjusted her body. Lazily and yet fluid, she moved from where her head had been bowed and slapped to her right side, to a stance of pride. Her back was ramrod straight, her head held high. And her blue eyes looked down at him. "I did not ask for this." She growled out. Her right hand opened at her waist and a force of blue ice magic collected there as she turned to face him. "I traded for my brother's life. Something that you forced. I begged for my brother to be spared." Her voice was little more than a whisper, as her anger collected into the force of blue magic in the palm of her hand. "And… and you lied to me." The man chuckled.

"It's what I do, honey." He quipped. And anything else he would add to it was cut short as she released the blue magic. Throwing it from her hand directly through his chest—his body fell, while his dead heart frozen and the sound of it clacking against the tile echoed in the dining hall.

"…is… is he?" Anna asked tentatively from her spot still by the door to the dining hall, whereas Elsa was situated off to her left, closer to the head of the table where Alyk had been seated when they'd entered.

"No." Elsa answered quickly. And she was right.

The room began to quake. The stones the castle was birthed from shook in their spots, the table rattled and all three of the bodies fell ungracefully from the table onto the chairs before rolling onto the floor. The redhead grimaced at the sight, while Elsa's eyes remained trained on the other side of the table where Alyk had landed. She knew what was to happen. And in a mere span of fifteen long minutes, they were rejoined by their maker.

And for the first time since she'd started on this road… she was terrified… But she wouldn't stray from her plan now. "Elsa…" She turned to look at the ice witch. "I… I know what we have to do."

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"Ugh… so much… script…" She groaned. Her head hit the book lain beneath her. "This information is useless." She grumbled to herself. "There's no way this is the same Alyk." She mumbled into the book pages. "Ugh…" Moving to sit up slowly and lazily, the act being forced, she peered back down at the scripted letters on the old parchment pages. This Alyk… can move the earth with a thought… and he can't ever be killed… he's not just a vampire, he's immortal. This can't be the same one…

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The blonde moved from her place quickly over to Anna. "I need you to… do that thing again. Make him immobile. Something." Anna stressed as they both stood there through the shaking of the castle, anxiously waiting for Alyk's next move.

"You can't get me with the same tricks twice, Elsa. You know this." The entity laughed out, his voice taking on that evil edge to it. Rage and anger had truly taken hold of their Maker. Moving on unsteady legs, Elsa made a point to ice the floor. She moved her blue magic around the room as she made to move closer to Alyk. But the man was quicker. The earth shot up and collapsed around Elsa, and began to squeeze. "Since you are an utter failure… I no longer have need of you." He growled out. He held his right hand out and slower began to squeeze it inward, with the movement of his hand, the rock and stone surrounding her began to do the same.

"It's not the same trick!" Came a yell out. He felt the pain of his flesh being separated, before the metal of the blade being used came in contact with is spine. And finally, as the agony drove on, his head flew from his shoulders and his body collapsed. The stones released Elsa and she fell to the floor.

"That's it?!" Elsa exclaimed. "That's your plan?" Anna merely laughed.

"No. This is just the start." Anna smiled. "Freeze his heart like you did before. Remove it. And put it in here." She tossed Elsa a small velvet satchel just big enough to fit the dead frozen heart once Elsa was finished. While she'd been busy do this, Anna had moved the head off the floor and into another satchel on the table. And with the sword she'd used to separate head from shoulders, she removed the rest of his limbs. "I read… about an Alyk in the library." She explained as Elsa peered at her quizzically. "Ha… according to legend, he can't be killed… because he's the original vampire. He was an Earth deity, and he was cast from his place of power to the mortal realm, forever cursed to survive off of the blood of mortals. But he still had his earth-moving abilities." She continued, as she moved each removed limb into satchels around the room.

"And… you heard me speak of how he kept putting himself back together… and?"

"Well," Anna continued. "I didn't know that it was the same Alyk to start with. But I began to notice things. Whenever Alyk became particularly enrage, quakes in the earth would happen. I thought it was just coincidence. And then you said that he was literally pulling himself together." The last piece to be placed in a satchel was his torso. "We'll burn this piece and put the ashes in a few different satchels." She paused to inform her older Sister. "I'd already had a back-up plan, just in case he was that Alyk. I only needed to inform my… contacts…"

"And separating him into different pieces?" The blonde was still confused as to Anna's actual plan regarding Alyk's …not-death.

"Well," Gesturing to the satchel that held the heart. "The heart. My theory is that it holds all of the power. If we keep the heart away from all of the other pieces, then Alyk should never be able to reassemble and cause us anymore problems. So—" She paused, moving some of the satchels around the room so that they were all further apart from each other. "—although we can't kill him… we're going to make it damn near impossible for Alyk to reassemble and cause us any more problems…"

"By…"

"I've got as many boats as we need to ship every part to a different corner of the earth. We'll put his head in the arctic. One of his legs in the Antarctic… and so on. But the torso…" She gestured to the hulking piece of meat on the floor. "Once we separate it. Once will go to the deepest reaches of the ocean… and the other is being placed in the mountains." The redhead then looked at Elsa with a look of pride in her eyes.

"Just… how long have you been planning this Anna?" Elsa asked in bewilderment. A lot of thought had gone into this plot to kill Alyk. The blonde vampire wondered how many years Anna toiled to defeat the man in her way of freedom.

"Since that day on the boat from Arendelle." She spoke softly. "I had planned to kill the both of you… but… it was clear that you wanted this as much as I did." Anna answered with a smile.

With those words, Elsa felt something well up in her that she hadn't felt for years. And it gave her an urge. One she followed. In a quick flurry of movement, she wrapped her arms around the younger redhead and brought their lips together in a searing mesh of lips. There was no urge for more at the moment, just the connection. And after a few moment, Elsa released the younger girl and backed away. "I'm… I'm sorry… I didn'—" Anna placed a finger against Elsa's beautiful lips.

"It's okay. But… before we attempt to continue what Alyk stopped earlier… we should probably make sure he can't stop us a second time." Elsa smiled and nodded at the younger woman. And within the hours remaining until morning, they moved about—between the castle and the city nearby that held all of the ships they would need. Each ship took a different body part. And the final two ships, each one held half of the torso ashes.

As the sails disappeared over the horizon, and the first morning lights of sun bled into the windows of the castle they would now be able to leave forever—Elsa and Anna found themselves enjoying an comfortable embrace. They now had the rest of their immortal lives to discover each other and the world.

Forgetting all about the threat Alyk once posed…

…even as his heart continued to stir in un-life…

…desperate to return his body to rights and rule the earth once again.

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Author's Note: Okay. So this has been a fun ride. I'm definitely looking to continue venturing into this world.

Hopefully this wasn't a huge let-down for an ending. But if it was, feel free to tell me why.

As for smut, which some people expressed in their reviews of this fic that they expected Elsa and Anna to become lovers before the death of Alyk. I didn't really see that as a possibility after I started writing it. While they have an attraction (sort of?) in this fic, and they want to be more for each other, they're both really emotionally damaged after being under Alyk's thumb for so long. So I don't see Elsa or Anna being comfortable enough to become that close in the span of moments before or Alyk's death. I know I tried to put in there that they are indeed attracted to each other—but again, Alyk. He's fucking everywhere!

This whole fic was about Anna's turning and then their freedom from Alyk.

White is the symbolic color of 'rebirth' and 'new life'. With the freedom from Alyk, they have been given another chance at a proper immortal life. 3

Stay tuned for more adventures into the vampire!Elsanna series. Lots of love!

Chezi Out