Soulmates || Jelsa fanfic

Chapter 32

Elsas' POV:

Hermione and Harry were both standing infront of me with their guns out.  They were walking silently and swiftly. I had to tell everyone where the lake was, and when we got there, we found a little trap door near the edge of the small body of water.

Harry busted it open and was surprised to find stair steps.

We are now in the corridor looking for any signs of life.

I jumped a bit, when I heard the sound of metal crashing, but Hermione just singled me to shut up.  I nodded and kept walking. I then stopped when I heard a familiar voice.

"Those idiots don't even know what's hitting them! All they are going to do is bring her to me so I can get my revenge!" 

Why did that voice sound so familiar?

Another voice then emerged.

"H, why don't you shut up, huh? There is nothing stopping the girl from hearing! Besides, you are one lousy criminal. I mean how many times has she stolen your phone? Do you understand how close we are to being busted?" 

I stopped.

H.

Could it be him?

ARE YOU SERIOUS!

I started quickening my pace while Hermione and Harry were trying to get me to stop and be quiet. I really didn't care because all that was in my mind was, 'I'M GOING TO END YOU, YOU STUPID MOTHERF*CKER!'

I stepped out into the light and saw the boy I wished I would never meet again.

I felt ice course through my veins and I could feel my body stiffen slightly.

"Why, hello Hans? How have you been?" I asked while I felt the rage coursing through my body.

I heard him laugh.

"Here so soon? I thought I had at least another week." He said joyfully while walking out of the shadows.

His flaming red hair was messy and long, but his side burns still seemed to be perfectly formed in those hideous rectangles.

I heard more laughter, and I turned around to see a small circle surrounding me.

"Ms. Arendelle, we meet again." a harsh voice asked.

I could now no longer feel my legs.

I knew that voice.

At that moment, I knew it was him.

"YOU! You're the one who took my memories! You're the one who took Emma Frost!" I yelled.

I heard him laugh.

"Oh, I always knew you were a smart one." he said in a husky voice.

The circle started to move closer and closer.

I watched as Hans's voice and Emma's kidnappers voice moved around me.

"You know, this is going to be way more fun than I thought."

"Hmm, she would make a great addition to my collection."

This only fuelled my anger slowly, I felt frost spiralling to my limbs. 

"Aww, the poor slut can't even move. Pathetic." Hans spat and punched me in the gut.

That was the final straw.

I slowly felt my own consciousness slowly being pushed deeper and deeper. 

I touched my head and noticed, I was no longer in the dark room.