Frozen Divergence- A Big Five Fanfiction

Chapter Fourteen: Couple Competition

Elsa's P.O.V.

Just...click...save...
"Done!" I say irritated. James walks up to me and stands behind my chair.
"Print it," he says. I gulp. How do I do that again? I hear Hiccup's voice in my head...
"Oh for Christ's sake Elsa! Just click the top left corner!!"
I roll my eyes, and click the top left corner. An odd sound echoes in the room, and then it stops. James takes the paper, and walks back to me.
"You may go," James says. "Oh, and uhm...Elsa...no surveillance rooms."
I shudder when he said that. How did he know? No one knew but Hiccup! Its only been a day! A rumor can't spread that fast in a day!!
"Uhm...what?" I try acting innocently. He walks up to me, and gets closer and closer. He's so close that his face is inches from mine.
"I saw you go into that room. You mustn't do that again, undertand?"
I look away and nod. He walks away, leaving me with a pit in my stomach. Not the hungry type, but the horror stricken type.
What if Jeanine finds out? No...I can't let her find out. I need to stay in that surveillance room, so that I can keep an eye out for my sister.

Anna's P.O.V.

My face hurts, but my heart gleams and jumps in joy.
She didn't abandon me! Maybe Elsa will never be torn from me! My sister was here...I saw her. I know it. I watched her pulverize Jack!
Frankly, I kind of enjoyed it. It was nice to see that jerk get what he deserved.

+ + +

Weeks have passed. Hospital, water, food, rest, medicine, hospital, water, food, rest, medicine, hospital, water, food, rest, medicine. The same cycle repeats itself.
Jack just left yesterday, and I will be getting out today. Thank the lord.
Just as I think about Elsa again, the nurse walks in.
"Hello Anna. Ready to go?" she asks. I nod exitedly.
She sits my up, and I stand on my own. I haven't walked in so long...
The nurse hands me some black clothes, but I shake my head. I'm going to represent Elsa today.
"I want a dress. And only one in specific. I want the one that my sister wore," I say sternly. The nurse looks at me like I'm crazy.
"We have burned her clothes, Anna. Everything that was remains of Elsa here is now gone."
Her words hurt me. Like knives. Many knives.
"W-what? Why!?" I raise my voice.
"We have no room for it. I'm sorry."
I scowl at the floor as sorrow fills me. Our childhood items. Our old clothes. Our old lives. Gone. Burned, like the rest of the Dauntless.
"Now. Put these on. I picked these out just for you," she said, and handed me the clothes. I snatch them, and she leaves the room. I scowl as I put on the shorts and tanktop. There's nothing in particular about them. Except the shorts are short. Like Elsa's were. The tanktop is above my belly button. Like Elsa's was.
These are copies of her clothes. But not the same. I sigh, and put on some boots.
Then I look in the mirror above the sink.
Yes, in this hospital, there are individual rooms. With sinks. And mirrors.
I scowl at my bruised face.
I search all around for any type of makeup, but find none.
Great. Now I'm going to look weak.
I decide on how I'm going to do my hair, and I do it. It's just like Elsa's was. Her french braid.
I almost look like her, but I'm still not pretty enough. Oh well...I have the scary side of her showing.
Some call it 'sexy' but I disagree. It's confident.
I leave the room, and walk down the dank hallway. I'm not even sure what time it is.
Eventually I find my way to the training room, once again. The group of initiates stand there, watching someone throw knives at a target. At once I recognize it as Eric. I walk deeper into the room, and I notice that the group is smaller. A lot smaller.
I walked in deeper, and finally stood next to the crowd. A few stared, and few looked away in fear, and a few drooled. Especially Hans.

Jack's P.O.V.

"Make sure to throw it exactly at the head. That's the best killing point," Eric said while throwing a knife at the target's head.
My thoughts were lost, but then they gathered again when I say a shadowy figure of a woman walk toward us. All that I could see was the hair and body. Not the face, or color of the hair.
The worst part is...she looks exactly like Elsa.
A little fear creeps into me.
Does she want to beat me up again?
No!
She's not going to this time! I'm going to kill her for what she did to me! This is the opportunity!
I was about to lunge, or even move, but then the shadow lifted off of her, and I saw that it wasn't Elsa.
It was Anna.
Hans, who was next to me, shifted uncomfortably when she walked closer. My suspicions rose.
She walked even closer, and I could make out the bruises on her face. Hans smirked, but only I noticed.
Either he's smirking at her body, or he's smirking at her bruises.
Anna finally makes it to the group, and Eric stops.
"Well well well. Anna, for a minute there, I though you were your sister," He said. Anna scowls at him, and like a flash of lightning, I did see Elsa. Her hair had turned blonde, and her eyes had turned deadly blue. Her freckles had disappeared. Her skin had paled. But only for a second. She was back to normal.
I was stunned. What just happened? Did anyone else see that, or was it just me?
I see Hans put on a fake smirk, and wrap his arm around Anna.
Eew. PDA.
"Well, good. I like the fear you give me when you think of Elsa," Anna sneers. What has gotten into her?!? Hans rolls his eyes, as if he's disgusted, but then he goes back to smiling Anna again. He's hiding something...
Eric sneers at Anna.
"So, Anna. We are exited that you are back. Why don't you give a little competition with...ah, Hans?"
Anna hesitates, but then nods. Hans just keeps on smirking.
The couple walk up to the table set with knives. Hans grabs two knives, and Anna grabs three.
Hans smirks overconfidently, and throws a knife. It hits next to the head. He missed, and badly. Hans sneers.
He throws the other knife, and it flings next to the arm. Another horrible miss. Hans looks enraged. It's Anna's turn.
She clasps the knife in her hand, takes a deep breath, exhales, and throws it. It hits directly in the center of the head. She throws another, and it lands less than a millimeter away from the first knife.
She throws the other, and it lands directly between the other two. The three knifes perfectly line up side by side, all in the head.
Hans looks like he could murder.
He walk up to Anna, and clasps her shirt. He whispers into her ear, and Anna looks horrified.
He then throws Anna on the floor, and dramatically walks away. I chuckle at his drama, and then looks at Anna, who's getting up furiously, but sadly.
Everyone is staring at her. She looks down, and leaves as well.
What the hell just happened?