A Twist Of Love (An Elsa story)

The Battle

This was to be a nightmare above all others. All your childhood villains in one place fighting one side of a war. This was to be the battle to end all battles, I just knew it.

As I gazed down at the soon to be battlefield; fear and dread crept up my spine. I knew it wasn't a coincidence so when I turned I wasn't shocked to see who was standing behind me.

He was the last person I wanted to see, he was the essence of fear itself. He created it. He ruled it. And he was my fiancé.

"Why are you not preparing for battle my little horror?" He said whilst taking my face in his hands. Before I could respond he kissed me with such fury that I almost fell. When I finally pushed him away I replied in the calmest voice possible.
"I'm as prepared as I need to be, my lord. My...abilities make me unbeatable"
"That's my nightmare, now come, Hades of the Underworld has agreed to assist our cause"

Reluctantly I was towed away. But to my joy Hans began pushing his way through the crowd. I had once hated him but now he was my loyal servant so as to redeem himself. He approached with caution but soon blurted out the whole story.

"My Lord and lady, I'm so very sorry to interrupt your stroll however I have come to inform you of an enemy approaching. He called out that he wished to talk to the leader. I yelled back to advance no further and came straight here."
"How infuriating I have to meet Hades otherwise the deal is off, and we need a God on our team"
"Allow me to go", I turned to speak to Pitch full on, "I am your second in command after all; and it will give me a chance to discover some secrets-if I pretend to be your prisoner"
"That is a gruesome plan which is perfect for this situation. You will pretend to be a prisoner escaping then when the war starts you will sneak back to me and relay any secrets found. Once we win you will become my queen."
"Come your highness, he may not wait" and with that Hans started walking away. I quickly embraced Pitch and he kissed my head lightly. I could tell from the weird sensation that he had just changed my appearance to look beaten and bruised.

I left him and hurried gracefully after Hans. We walked for a while not talking to one another except for me to ask him "how much further?". When we finally reached the border of the camp Hans whispered "good luck" and disappeared back into the shadows. I got into the frame of mind that I was a captive and rushed out onto neutral territory. I saw him and I stopped instantly. He was my dream guy. Slender legs; dreamy eyes; a snowy silver colour of hair. As I watched him, and him me, I felt very faint. As I began to collapse he flew (yes flew) forward and caught me. He saw my battered state and lifted me into the air with him with ease. It was a magical feeling as we flew through the brightening sky. But eventually my eyes did close.