Author's Note: I blame UK customs for this. I'd just read 'The Ice Sorceress Awakens' first few chapters when I left to visit my sister in England. Having Frozen playing on the Inflight movie - several times - and then having to wait several hours in customs only exacerbated the plot bunnies. With permission of Owl Writer, this was the result. (If you've not read The Ice Sorceress Awakens - go read that first. I'll wait. Anything post Chapter 2 is mine, but is welcomed to be re-stolen if you have great ideas for a re-fork. -TZ)

The words echoed through her head, she slipped to her knees. Elsa was unable to focus on anything else. The winds came to a dead stop, and snowflakes simply hung in the air, no more able to move than Elsa. Anna is dead.

Hans was speaking, but Elsa didn't hear a word of it. Her mind was too busy reeling from the one simple fact. After a moment, the screech of metal tried to penetrate her brain. She was aware, dimly, that she was going to die: Hans was going to kill her. But she didn't care. Anna was dead, she was at fault, and she deserved to die.

In the corner of mind, she heard the scream of "NO!" that could only have been her sister. Time itself seemed to slow as Anna, her body rapidly solidifying into ice, interposed herself between Elsa and her executioner. Anna was alive?

Metal met Ice with a large clang. Ice is solid, but so is metal, and this one had the opportunistic force of excitement behind it. The ice statue that was Anna broke into two pieces… falling to the solid fjord below, where it shattered further. One of the pieces bounced to Elsa, where she caught and stared at it.

She gripped the fist size shard, once part of her sister. Sorrow, hatred, and anger overwhelmed her as she rose to her feet. Flurries of snow gave way to a blizzard, which gave way to a storm of ice. Finally, a wave of pure ice, freezing everything emanated from Elsa, entombing everything in its path.

A single refrain echoed in Elsa's mind. Anna is dead. I killed her.

Arendelle was lost that day, buried in the Summer Snowstorm. Legends would tell that it was the young Queen herself who cursed the kingdom to an icy grave. The land of Arendelle, covered in a thousand feet of ice, would become known as the Glacier of Arendelle.

A kingdom engulfed in the fury of the Snow Queen.

"We're getting high energy readings," the tech reported to Stark.

"Really? This is Norway. We're not even to the ocean yet," Howard replied, walking over to see what the tech was staring at. Double checking the instruments, he shrugged, "Note down the coordinates, but we're not going to look. Not here. This isn't Captain Rodgers."

It was soon after the incident with Thor's hammer that SHIELD began to investigate the Arendelle Glacier anomaly. It took heavy equipment to break through the slowly regrowing ice and get at the entombed woman within.