Neutralizing Assist and Recovery Knight: I don't own Frozen or any Characters.

Rating: T

Pairing: Elsanna

Words: 2,791 (Long for beginning of the story)

Characters: Anna, Elsa, Arendelle.

Summary: Knight Elsa is given a mission to recover a stolen item and capture one of the people that stole the item. Little does she know that the person she is supposed to capture will completely alter her world in ways she never thought possible.

Darkness covered the large city that dominated most of the continent. On one of the streets of the city walked a woman. Her hair was white as snow and pulled back into a tight braid that hung over her right shoulder. She wore a long brown trench coat that nearly dragged on the ground. The coat was open showing her slim body was covered in dark blue military type clothing underneath. The chest had pockets in a variety of places and her pants had a very similar look with pockets covering multiple locations and had on black combat boots.

The woman's face had the most distinct features her eyes held no emotion, her lips showed hardly any color and only formed a straight line across her face. The only remarkable thing on her face was a tattoo that marked an otherwise flawless face. The tattoo was just under her right eye. It was black and formed a wide S shape that went from the crease of her nose to the edge of her cheek bone. It was compact and didn't go below her nose. The bottom of the S shape had three downward lines that dropped slightly below her upper lip.

The woman stopped at a door on the street. Just outside the door a man sat on a stool and a small podium stood next to him. The podium had a small light on it and it was the only light that showed on the dark street. The woman cleared her throat and the man looked up from his device with a scowl. The man's scowl changed as soon as he saw the mark on her face and his eyes went wide with fear.

"I'm only here for a drink," the woman said in a voice that almost sounded musical, but at the same time emotionless. The man held out his hand and the woman placed an Identity card in it. The man brought the card under the light which turned green. He then stood up and opened the door for the woman.

Elsa walked into the bar and everyone in the place froze. Many had hands drifting towards their hips. "I'm only here for the drinks," she called out as she walked towards a bar stool. Everyone relaxed a little, but the mood of the whole place changed. This place would be considered a dive bar even on the most slum of planets, but it had what she wanted, quite. She took an empty chair as far away from everyone as possible and set her ID card on the bar.

The bartended sauntered over the only man in the place that didn't fear her. He had a completely shaved head and wore black makeup around his eyes. His black lips frowned as he stood in front of her and pulled out a coaster and set it in front of her. "You know you are bad for business. There are bars all over the planet that would be more than happy to host you." The man pulled out a glass and filled it to the brim with amber liquid, her drink of choice. "Now I'll never forget what you did for that person, in the place at the time, but you kill my profits for a month when you come here," the man set the drink in front of her.

"Do you really think I come here every time I'm on planet?" she replied as she took a sip. "I come here when I want to drink alone, without someone trying to kiss my ass. Plus I like you winning personality." She then pulled out a second coaster and looked at the man. He pulled out a second glass, filled it and set it in front of her.

"Must have been a ruff one," he said as he walked over to help a customer that wanted to cash out.

Elsa knew it hurt his business to come here, but here was a person that didn't want anything from her. He was the only person in the galaxy that she could say that about with certainty. So in the end he was as close to a friend as she had, probably would ever have again.

She just finished her first glass when a quite melody played from her pocket. Everyone that was left in the bar, which was only about half of the people that where in the place when she originally came in, froze in place. Elsa set down the glass slowly and just as slowly reached in her pocket. She grabbed her holo and pulled it out to look at it. It was a level 5 black list job on the outer rim on a planet called Miranda. "Not this planet," she said and everyone relaxed a little. She set down the holo and grabbed the glass and started to sip it down. Level 5 meant that people were going to have to die over this mission.

"Don't you have to go?"

"Level 5 black. I am one of three people able to get those jobs right now and the other two are on jobs already. So it's no rush," she said with a half-smile that she tried to make look genuine. She still pulled out her credit chit and handed it to him. She could finish her drink, but the Knighthood wouldn't wait forever. This level of job was often long, complicated and took a significant investment so they would be willing to wait while she finished her drink.

The bartender brought back her credit chit and set it down in front of her. She placed her thumb on the device and accepted the charges whatever it was. She placed the chit back in the pocket it belonged and finished off the glass. "You know I often wonder if you are still alive some times and right when I think you aren't you come walking in the door. Is there any way to know if a NARK falls in the line of duty?"

The question brought a real smile to her face. It felt unfamiliar and odd, but it only confirmed that this man was the only person in galaxy that she could say was a friend. "Nope. If I fall in the line of duty the only thing that marks my passing is the shallow grave that I could be hoped to be buried in," she replied as she stood up and walked out of the bar to catch a taxi to the Castle.

Elsa walked up the large staircase that led into the Castle. There were many Castles on multiple different planets, but this one was the original Castle the Head Quarters of the Knighthood. The Knighthood was a division of the government and military that policed both entities, but also was the end all of the law. The Knighthood had no jurisdiction and would send operatives in and out of Allied space. If no one knew whose job it was to go after a person or recover a stolen item or if jurisdiction was in question it would go to the Knighthood. The Knighthood was then broken up into different levels and the people working them would have different levels of clearance.

Elsa walked through the doors and looked around the bright gaudy entryway that welcomed anyone who entered the Castle. The sight that dominated everything was the sculpture in the center. A large pyramid rose up and the peak floated slightly above the rest of the pyramid. Over the peak floated a lidless eye that appeared to follow you were ever you moved. It was of course a hologram, but it was disconcerting to all except the people who are used to it.

The security desk was built into the bottom of the pyramid and she walked up to the secretary that was checking people in. Elsa held out her identity card and placed it under the light that was shining down in front of the secretary. They didn't even look up at her before waving her bye. Elsa walked past the desk around the pyramid towards the elevators that would take her to the level five deployment center. She had to do a retinal scanner, finger print scanner and had her ID card scanned before the doors even opened. There were no buttons to push to go anywhere else in this elevator. If you were able to get in you were only going to a single place.

She walked out of the elevator to an empty hallway that only had a few doors off of it. At the end of the hallway was a desk with an older man sitting behind it. She walked up to him and he pointed to the scanner. She placed her hand under the scanner and he looked up at her. His face was covered in scar's and wrinkles and he wore the same S mark under his eye that she did, the mark of the ward of the state. His only had two lines instead of the three she wore. Children that had parents killed, arrested or multiple other reasons would be placed as wards of the state. They would be placed in different academies according to age and the state would raise them. Only the babies would be marked with the S with three lines to indicate that they knew nothing else.

"NARK Elsa you are to procced to the black door to receive mission instructions." The man she knew from prior missions, but he was always official and to the point. It came from years of military training and she saluted before heading towards the door to the man's right that opened right before she got there. It lead to a room that had a table surrounded by chairs, no windows, nothing unique other than the four colored doors that resided on the other walls of the room. The doors had no knobs to turn only the color that they were. To her left was a green and blue door, to her right was a red door and on the other end of the room an ominously black door. The first time she had a level five black mission she was terrified to walk through the door, but now she simply walked over to it and placed her hand on the door.

The door opened into an empty black room that was so terrifying the first time now she walked into the center. When the door closed everything went black. Then suddenly the room came to lite and a table with three men sat appeared. It all had the greenish tint of a hologram, but she knew that she would have the same look to them.

"NARK Elsa we have a recovery mission for you. Highest priority," one of the men spoke first very officially. He was a dressed in dress blues and wore the mark of a five star Admiral with the Allied Military. He would report to one person above him and that was the Space Marshal. A level five black list recovery mission was odd to say the least. Usually they were reserved for kill orders.

"A rebel group infiltrated a secure facility and stole a top secret item. We need you to recover the item as quickly as possible and with extreme prejudice," a second man spoke he also wore the mark of a ward of the state. Else knew this man as he was the Knight Commander of the Knighthood. He would have approved the level and color of the mission. Now she understood why the mission was assigned a kill level. It was in the end a recovery mission, but the rebel group was to be eliminated as well. A picture of an odd handle shaped object appeared next to the table. It looked like a handle that belonged on a shower door not a top secret item. Elsa touched next to the item to bring up the specifics of the device and it was blank. The picture then showed the object get put in a case. The case would be delivered to her ship before the meeting was over as per protocol.

"I want to stress how sensitive this mission is. The item itself is valuable beyond measure and the group itself has been a thorn in the alliance side for many years," the final man spoke. He was an elected official from Allied command.

"All members of the group are to be eliminated," the Admiral spoke again, "with exception of this woman." A picture from what appeared to be security footage. The picture of the woman wasn't very good. It didn't show her face at all, it only showed that she wore her hair up and in a hat. It made her hair length questionable. Elsa touched the hologram of the photo and blew it up larger. The woman was at a computer station, she wore gloves, a long sleeve shirt and long pants.

"I know this is hardly the best information to go on," the Knight Commander spoke this time, "This woman is a slicer with skill we have never seen before. The group has been little more than an annoyance before this, but with this woman she was able to hack her way through every level of security we put in place for the secret facility. From landing protocols, security clearance and even the high security vault doors."

"This woman could be an asset if we could place her on a path of good," the council member spoke again."

"If she is in the cross fire?" Elsa asked.

"If she is eliminated the job will still be considered completed in full. Bonus is in place if she is captured alive," the Commander spoke again. "All mission specific information will be downloaded to your holo and the last known location of the rebel group was on planet Miranda in the outer rim."

"The outer rim is beyond the jurisdiction of the Military branch and that means no reinforcements," the Admiral states a fact that Elsa already knew.

"Any questions NARK?" the councilmen asked and Elsa shook her head no.

Then images all faded except for the Knight Commanders which was clear as day. It meant she had to wait for additional instructions. After a minute or two of silence as the Commander worked on his holo he finally spoke. "As you know there is no way to remove the mark," she knew which mark he was talking about. "But it would be very prudent of you to alter the mark as the planet you are traveling to will be very much against you. Use extreme caution with this job and expect this group to be prepared for you." She simply nodded her head and the image blinked out of existence. The door that she came in opened and light from the antechamber flooded the room.

Elsa was walking through the space port and right towards her ship. She had called ahead and had the ground crew prepping her ship to leave. It was all powered up and she could see the thrusters were warmed. She had named it Arendelle after a story she once heard, but she simply called it Aren.

"Welcome back Elsa," the female slightly computerized voice rang out as Elsa walked on board.

"Hay Aren we stocked up and ready to go?"

"Yes and a mission package arrived as well. From my scan it is an empty case," Aren replied.

"Yup we are on a recovery mission,"

"I detect the traces of alcohol on your breath should I take over the liftoff procedure?" Aren spoke with a slight teasing sound.

"You know just as much as I do that I can't get drunk," Elsa replied as she sat down in the pilots chair and started hitting buttons.

"They say that one is all it takes to cause an accident," Aren was just getting preachy at this point.

"No thanks mom," Elsa replied as she unlocked to docking collar and started to lift off. "Download the mission specifics from my holo." She could see the information lighting up the screen to her left as she piloted out of the atmosphere. "Alright plotting course for outer rim," Elsa began typing coordinates for Miranda.

"They never seem to give you the easy safe missions do they?" Aren asked and Elsa ignored the computers concern.

"Estimate –"

"One day, seven hours and thirty-six minutes until arrival," Aren interrupted as it was Elsa's usual procedure.

"I'll go get some rest. I leave my safety in your hands my dear," Elsa called out as she got up and walked towards her cabin.

"You are in good hands," Aren replied.

I will post a new chapter every Tuesday and Thursday until the end of the story. Please review and leave comments. Constructive or deconstructive any feedback is welcome.