Killers

Loss

Jack's POV

Although I managed to fall asleep, it wasn't for as long as I hoped. I woke up seeing Elsa sitting up straight screaming her head off.

I looked at the clock in the room and saw it was around 4a.m. She hugged herself and started sobbing mumbling 'they will pay', 'Eros, my Eros', and 'I want him back'.

"Elsa, are you okay?" I asked softly.

She turned and looked at me, and I forced myself to look her in the eyes. Anna was right, she was so broken and hurt on the inside, so lost. I wanted to cry just seeing someone this damaged. She stood up and grabbed a whip and knives. She tortured me for over an hour, until finally she stopped. Then she left me be covered in blood and started training. She had Fall Out Boys songs blaring in the room, and did all of these strange types of trainings until her legs gave out.

I wasn't even mad at the beatings anymore. The fact that she was doing this to herself and was in this much pain, just made me feel sorry for her. I wanted to help her.

"Do you feel better now?" I asked.

"Not really, but I'm calmer." she answered, "Your friends are outside of my building."

"What?"

"I can feel it in my gut." she said, then walked over to the window with a sniper scope and looked out, "Around 10 men, and a creeper van."

"What are they after?"

"Anna and Kristoff. The Guardians won't kill me, they want to torture me first." she said, "I can't let that happen, if anyone is dying today it is going to be those fuckers and me."

"Wait! You are going to die?!"

"I don't care what happens to me anymore, I'm already dead." she said, then ran into out of the room. She came back in with a pair of white leather pants, an ice blue undershirt, a white leather jacket, white combat boots with silver spikes, dangly spike earrings, a spike hip belt, and her hair was in a bun.

She walked up to the wall and pressed a button.

"Grab me a gun that really...... hurts." she said, and a crane came out with a vulcan minigun!

"I also want a handgun, AR15, AK47, throwing knives, some throwing grenades, and sticky bombs." she said, and the crane went away and came back with all of the stuff she asked for, "Game on cock suckers."

"What are you going to do?" I asked.

"Be the monster they think I am." she smirked.

"Elsa, you are going on a suicide mission." I said.

"So. Why do you care?" she said looking at me.

That was a good question, why did I care?

"See, no one cares about me except Anna and her family. They are all I have left, so I'm going to make damn well sure I will protect them. You only feel pity to me since Anna told you my story, but trust me, I don't need your pity. All I need is to kill the fuckers that did this to Eros and me." she said, then walked out of the room for a second, then came back with Anna and Kristoff.

"Guys, people are outside waiting for us."

"What! What are we going to do?" Anna said.

"I'm going to get you out of here, do you trust me?" Elsa asked.

"With our lives." they both said without an ounce of hesitation.

"Kristoff take the mini-gun. I have a creeper van hidden behind the building, set it up. Anna, you go with Kristoff. They are going to try kill you before we get to the airport, that is where I come in. I will be on my motorcycle, and act as a distraction."