AN: Okay, so I saw two posts by frozenmusings on tumblr where Kristoff was doing archery. At first, I just stared and thought: "Wow… this is so amazing… Kristoff's so hot…" , but then I just thought about Green Arrow, and how cute and amazing Kristoff would be as a superhero and this happened. Tadah! I hope you enjoy it :) Since frozenmusings inspired me, this will be dedicated to her :)

Anna couldn't help the tears that kept streaming down her face as she ran as far away as she could from her house. Well, not that she could call it hers anymore. Not after today.

Stupid

Sobs escaped her throat often, even if she tried to repress them as much as she could. Her legs were numb and her breathing was heavy as she finally stopped in a dark alleyway, her back hitting the cold wall.

Useless

She let herself slide down the wall, landing heavily on her butt and hugging her knees close to her chest, burying her face in them. She finally let herself fall apart. Strong sobs shook her body as she relived the events over and over again in her head.

If only there was someone out there who loved her.

Hans…

How could he? After everything they've been through? She thought he loved her- no, he said he loved her. She thought he was her true love. But all this time, those sweet words and loving gestures were a lie. A complete and utter lie.

She felt like she couldn't breathe, as if someone was strangling her. She laid down on the ground, its roughness pressing not-so-pleasantly against her cheek, as she kept hugging her knees, the tears and sobs leaving her body at an alarming rate. She closed her eyes, tried to forget about the painful phone call she heard; the phone call that ruined her dream of true love and happily ever after.

Don't worry, Anna is so in love with me that she would throw herself in front of a car to save my life…

She was dumb to believe that a man like him would love someone like her… what would he see in her? She didn't know anything about the world, due to her isolated childhood. There was no one out there who loved her, not even her sister. She didn't have anyone… and worst of all, she didn't even know what love was.

Don't worry about it, everything's already set up, they're just waiting for my call. It will look like it was a mugging.

Anna felt something hard press against her temple. She sat up quickly and opened her eyes, immediately regretting the action. Standing in front of her was a man, pressing a gun right into her forehead. Standing behind that said man was another one, with his arms crossed, looking straight at her with nothing but cold eyes. Both men wore masks hiding their faces.

"I would advise you to get up, miss" the man in front of her said, pressing the gun harder against her forehead. Anna did as she was told, getting up very slowly. New tears streamed down her face, but these ones weren't from pain or sadness, these ones were from fear. The sobs had ceased and her eyes were wide.

"W-what do you want?" she asked, her voice quivering, hands folded tightly in her chest.

"It depends" the other man said, approaching her and his companion "on what you have to give us"

Anna unfolded her hands from her chest and, with shaking fingers, she took her engagement ring (an expensive white gold band with small diamonds carving it and a bigger one in the center) off her ring finger and extends it out to the bandits.

"This is all I have with me. It's really expensive, if you sell it, it'll give you an enormous amount of money" she says, trying to keep her voice steady, but failing miserably. The bandit with the gun takes it from her hand and examines it carefully.

"Yeah, it has value" he says, shrugging. He passes the ring out to the other man and presses the gun harder in her forehead "But we're not here for the ring" he says, getting closer to her.

"Y-you… you aren't?" she asks. At this point, she was almost certain the thieves could hear her heartbeat, and feel the fear radiating from her. She tenses as the thief with the gun leans even closer, his left hand pressing against the wall and his shallow breath gracing her ear.

"Do you want to know why we're here?" he asks, smirking a little. Truthfully, Anna didn't want to know, but she couldn't say that to them. She had the feeling that if she said so, he would tell her anyways and it would be much worse to her. So she nodded slowly.

He brushes his lips against her ear and whispers "We're here to kill you"

Anna doesn't know if the gasp that leaves her parted lips is from what he just confessed or from the punch he gave her in the stomach. She crouched down and her arms wrapped around her belly instantly. She felt the tears returning as the words repeated themselves in her head.

Stupid

The other thief landed a kick to her side, making her fall to the ground, grunting in pain.

Useless

With her eyes closed, she didn't know which one of them punched her in the face.

If only there was someone out there who loved her.

Another punch in the stomach, and she closed her eyes tighter, praying to God that the thief holding the gun would just shoot her and get it over with. She hears the click of the gun and then…

Someone who loved her…

Loved her…

Loved her

Silence.

Nothing but silence. Was she in heaven? Was it over already? She didn't want to open her eyes, afraid of what she'd see.

Taking a deep breath, she started to open them slowly. Blinking softly, she sat up, wonderstruck at the scene in front of her. A few arrows were pinning the two bandits to the wall across from her. Both of them were unconscious, their heads hanging mindlessly in front of them.

She got up and brushed her tears away with the back of her hand. Walking to the middle of the alleyway, so that the moonlight was shining over her strawberry blonde braids, she looked around, looking for the source of the arrows. She found what -no, who- she was looking for standing near a fire escape.

He was tall and strong and… that's all she could tell. He had a hood covering his features and when he looked up at her, instead of meeting his eyes, she was met with a domino mask. But now she could see he had a strong jaw and a… quite big nose. He was holding a bow in one hand, an arrow snatched onto its string. A quiver was resting on his back and he was looking straight at her. She wanted to speak, wanted to thank him for saving her, but no words were coming from her mouth. He stared at her for a little while, before turning around and shooting the arrow to the next building. He was about to get away when she finally managed to find her voice again.

"Wait!" she calls out to him. He glances at her over his shoulder and frowns a little.

"I… I… Thank you. F-for saving me. Thank you so much" she says, taking a step towards him.

She thinks she sees a small smile grace his lips "You're welcome" he says back, turning away from her again.

"At least-" she starts, gaining his attention "At least tell me your name"

"K- Arrow. I go by Arrow." He answers, turning away from her for good and leaping off into the night. She just stands there, a small blush gracing her cheeks.

"Arrow…" she whispers to herself. She sees movement from the corner of her eye and notices the thugs are starting to stir, meaning they're about to wake up. She turns on her heel and starts running in the opposite direction, thinking about her savior.

She doesn't know why, but after this meeting she starts thinking that maybe, just maybe, Hans is the one who's not good enough for her.