Our Future

Chapter 11

"She dies?" Anna repeated back. "What the hell do you mean ack!" Anna gripped her head as a shock of pain ran through her skull.

"Anna! What's wrong?" Elsa was quickly by her side. Anna moved away from her sister's grasp blinking through the shooting pain in her head. She sneered at Iduna.

"What did you do?" She hissed. Something flickered slightly in Iduna's gaze.

"It's not my place to say. But It looks like we are running out of time." Iduna explained. Elsa helped her little sister stand upright. Honeymaren bit the bottom of her lip at the memory of Elsa's scar. Elsa didn't want to touch that memory. Not even with her sister.

"Anna." Honeymaren proceeded cautiously. Anna jumped slightly as though she had forgotten Honeymaren was there. "I think you and Elsa need to talk alone." She suggested. Elsa looked at her, eyebrows furrowed. Honeymaren gave her a reassuring smile that seemed to speak to Elsa. You got this. She grabbed her brother's arm and dragged him out of the room. "Lady Iduna?" She called. The older woman glanced at her.

"Just Iduna, Honeymaren." She replied solemnly as she followed the Nattura siblings out. As soon as they were alone, the younger monarch let out a frustrated click with her tongue.

"Anna, what is going on? Why are you acting like this?" Elsa asked.

"Like what?" Anna asked. Elsa hesitated.

"All this anger Anna. What is causing it? This, this isn't you." Elsa pointed out. Anna sighed and made her way towards the window. She placed her hands on the edge and stared outside glancing at her kingdom from the hill top. Elsa cocked her head to the side curiously but said nothing.

"It's strange. You said you could feel the emotions of your other self after encountering that other Olaf." Anna began.

"I did." Elsa agreed.

"I don't know how he is still around if his creator is dead." She huffed. Elsa shrugged.

"Anna. I think we can both agree that anything is possible at this point." Elsa walked up to her. "Don't change the subject." Elsa ordered. Anna laughed.

"Don't lecture me on avoiding situations." She joked. Elsa rolled her eyes but was smiling non the less. Anna's smile on the other hand, disappeared as her gaze returned to the outside world.

"I can feel it too. The other me that is. Every time I see.... Mother. From the very first meeting last night." Anna squeezed the window's ledge.

"What is she feeling Anna?" Elsa gently pressed. Anna took a deep breath and turned to her sister.

"Hatred. She wants Iduna dead because she blames everything on her... and her father. For not protecting you." Anna paused. Her gaze slowly turned towards her sister. "How did you get that scar Elsa."

"How have you not noticed it before?" Elsa kept her eyes locked on Anna. The red head shrugged.

"You never wear anything that exposes your arms. Never thought to question it. Thought maybe it was a comfort thing like your gloves." Anna explained. Elsa raised an eyebrow.

"I did. Once. During the spring festival." Elsa pointed out. Anna Chuckled.

"Yes, well that was quite the day. I'm surprised you remember what you were wearing with being sick and sneaking a few shots before the day started." Anna smirked. Her sister's cheeks flushed red.

"I... I was nervous. I didn't know I was getting sick. Didn't want to be awkward" Elsa stammered.

"I didn't know you were a closet drinker." Anna playfully shot back.