8 - Change

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What's going on? Where did the storm come from? Kristoff thought as Patchy and Sideburns stumbled back against the roaring winds. Something smacked Kristoff in the face. He squinted as it dislodged itself and continued spinning round and round.

It was white. Kinda hard to see with all this wind and snow -

Snow.

There was only one person he knew that could cause this.

Elsa!

Shit!

He suddenly felt himself being lifted up around the waist. Kristoff lashed out with his hands, trying to anchor himself. He didn't want to be with these two, but being whip-lashed around in this hurricane was much, much worse.

I think.

He heard the guy holding him cry out and fall back. Before he knew it, he was being pulled along by the wind.

No!

Seeing a dark shape, Kristoff reached out and grabbed it. His body jerked suddenly as the wind tried to buffet him off of the branch that he had grabbed. His arm went taunt. He cried out in pain as something dislocated in his shoulder.

Elsa, please stop this. Please stop!

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Pushing herself to her feet, Elsa squared her shoulders. She felt a new strength flowing through her. With a flick of her wrist, the wind and snow gathered around her, forming a circle around her. It spun faster and faster, the roar of the wind deafening. But inside the circle where Elsa stood, it was perfectly calm.

With a cool smile, Elsa extended her hand and an ice dagger formed in her hand. Gripping the hilt, she stepped forward, towards the thundering, swirling mass around her and it parted, forming a door for her to step through.

She didn't step through, though. Looking around, her eyes quickly locked onto Kristoff, who was on his knees, now that the wind had left him and surrounded her. One hand clutching his chest, he looked up and she guessed he must have seen her because his eyes went wide and he began to get to his feet. His mouth moved as he said something. "Elsa?"

Elsa then spotted two other burly men getting to their feet. Raising the dagger, she quickly calculated the aim.

And threw it at Kristoff's chest.

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Disclaimer: I do not own Frozen, Tangled, Disney, or any of it's characters.

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