The Snow Queen: The Return of Ice and Snow - Book 3 (Frozen)

Chapter 19 - It Isn't Over

Anna

"Ahhhhh!"

It was dark inside the bedroom, the curtains drawn as I laid in the bed, gripping Kristoff's hand so tightly it turned bright red.

A nurse named Sophia made the bed comfortable for me and was helping me to try and deliver the baby. Timothy was trying to help her, but he didn't really understand what he was doing.

We heard roaring coming from outside and Timothy ran over to see what was happening. "Um guys, we might want to hurry. Looks like Elsa and her snowmen jaut arrived."

"She wants war, I'm pretty sure," I gasped out, sweat beading down my face as I tried hard to keep my eyes open. "Kristoff, you have to find Elsa and try and stop her but please, don't kill her."

He looked like he didn't want to go, but obeyed my orders. He was replaced by Timothy who took my hand. Once I screamed again and gripped his hand, he grimaced but held it in. "You have a strong grip," he said once Kristoff was gone.

I gave a little laugh but you could barely hear it. "Sorry."

It felt like hours and hours of pain and agony. But turned out it was only a few minutes when Kristoff returned, throwing Elsa inside.

She hit the ground hard, gasping for breath. I could tell Kristoff hadn't done anything as she rose to her feet and looked at me. Her eyes were shining with pain and agony like me.

I noticed that her hair was long again and in its braid. She also had on her old ice dress. Sweat dripped down her face and she could barely stand.

She was about to say something, when I screamed again. Kristoff's eyes flashed with anger and he went to grab Elsa when I gave him a look of no. He obeyed and instead walked over to my side, taking my hand away from Timothy.

Sophia gave a small smile and told me that it was time.

Elsa watched as I screamed with all my might. Snow suddenly started swirling around everywhere in the room and Timothy shivered from cold.

I gripped Kristoff's hand tightly as I kept screaming and Elsa flinched. His head snapped upwards. "See what you have done?! The Snow Queen!"

Elsa was shaking, I could tell. A tear escaped my cheek as she gripped her head tightly. "Kristoff...." But he kept going once I screamed again.

"This is your fault! She's going to die because of you! She doesn't deserve this! But you do, you deserve to die you b....."

"KRISTOFF!"

My voice hurt when I screamed his name. He looked at me and saw the anger behind my eyes. Then he looked back at Elsa who was looking at the ground, eyes shaking.

I screamed again and the snow went harder and harder as I screamed. Until I heard the sound of a baby crying. Sophia smiled as she walked over and showed me a little baby girl.

I smiled and Kristoff did too. I couldn't hold her though so Kristoff did. Timothy would've smiled, if Elsa hadn't suddenly screamed and collapsed to her knees. My head snapped towards her and so did Kristoff who held our newborn child. Sophia would've excused herself, but instead raced towards Elsa and kneeled beside her placing a hand on her shoulder.

We were all surprised by the sudden movement to Sophia, since everyone is usually terrified of Elsa now. But how could you be if you were in that state.

"Elsa?"

"It hurts, it hurts. Why does it hurt so much?" Her voice was low and shaking. Is wasn't right. This Elsa wasn't the one I had known for so long, or the one that had returned wanting revenge. This one was nothing like that whatsoever so, who was she?

While Sophia comforted Elsa, Timothy walked over frowning. "Um Anna, weren't you, no offence, supposed to die?"

Kristoff looked kind of angry that he had said that but, I got what he was saying. "Um, yeah that's what I was told."

"It isn't over." All three of us looked over towards Elsa. Sophia was unconscious as Elsa rose from setting her down gently. "War is coming little sister," she whispered and turned towards us. We all gasped.

Elsa was crying.

Tears fell down her face like the sweat had been a few minute a ago. "I thought it would be but, it isn't." I frowned, not getting what she meant. "Elsa, w-what are you talking about?"

But she didn't answer, instead she turned around and headed for the door. "Hey," Kristoff yelled, standing up with the baby in his arms. "She asked you a question Elsa!"

She stopped but didn't turn back around to look at us. All she said was, "another is coming," and walked out the door, leaving all three of us staring after her.