Kristoff's POV

"You said she was in a coma"

"I also said I wasn't a doctor" Vanellope replied.

"What are you guys fighting about over there?" Anna called from behind us.

In case you hadn't noticed, Anna is not in a coma. She's made it pretty clear that she's awake.

This is ridiculous.

"Listen bud, sorry for giving you a heart attack. I'm not the best when it comes to medical stuff. I can patch things up, I can't look inside of people's brains and stuff" Oh look. Vanellope is talking again.

I sighed and turned to Anna and pointed my finger at her.

"You need to rest"

"Hey trollboy, I just lost an arm. I'm not sure if I can sleep after that" She shuffled around uncomfortably.

"Dude this is so trippy. It hurts but still. Look at the nub. Woah. I can move the nub. Hey Kristoff loo-"

"Anna."

"Yeah yeah, I know. 'You need to rest'. I got it."

I honestly don't know how she can adjust to things so quickly. Then again, she is used to it.

At least she's not too traumatized.

Me and Vanellope left the room to talk so we wouldn't interrupt Anna.

"So I hear Felix lives near here" Vanellope said.

"He actually lives upstairs"

"Well at least that one other doctor lady was here. Felix can be a pain in the panini sometimes"

"Hm"

"Well, I'm gonna go find Ralph. Have fun, stay hydrated, don't kill anyone"

"I-um. I can try?"

Vanellope walked away without a response.

Why does this always happen to me.

Jack's POV

Ropes were tied tightly around my wrists and I was pushed back into a corner. I was surprised that I didn't have any cuts, not even a bruise.

Cinderella wanted me alive.

She was sitting right in front of me. Her metal limbs always ended up scraping against each other when she moved a little, making a screeching sound.

"Jack Frost"

I looked up into her eyes. Eye. I don't know but I looked at them.

"Can you tell me what if feels like"

My eyes squinted a bit.

"To be in love with a monster"

I made a frown.

"What is that supposed to mean."

She glared at me.

"Elsa. You're in love with her aren't you? Though you know she'll never love you back, you continue to love her."

I glared back.

"Elsa's not a monster"

"Then you really don't know her enough to love her, do you?"

I love her. I. I think I love her. Anna said she liked me too. Anna doesn't peg me as the type to lie.

"My boss. Scar. Someone fell in love with him once. They knew what he had done. They knew who he was. They knew he was a monster. Yet they loved him. Even when they knew he was a monster. And that eventually lead to their death. But you. You really don't know anything about her. How can you love her"

I tried to stand up, completely forgetting the ropes around my hands, which resulted and a new burn.

"I've known her longer than you" I said, trying to put as much anger into my words as I was feeling inside.

"You still know nothing about her. She's got you wrapped around her finger pretty well, hasn't she"

"Everything I do for Elsa is because I want to"

"She doesn't love you back Jack Frost. You may have been her first love, but you weren't her last"

"Can you just shut up for a second"

Cinderella didn't speak another word, but I saw her smirk from the edge if my eyes.

She looked to her right.

"He doesn't seem to believe me, Scar"

A grown came from the direction of her voice.

"Don't worry, he does."

I tugged at the ropes around my wrists.

"Why do you want me anyways"

A man emerged from the shadow of a corner and into my sight.

A long scar ran down his left eye, and his jet black hair was down to his neck, along with a slight beard.

"I just wanted to warn you kid"

"Warn me about what? Elsa?"

He glared at me, almost identical to Cinderella's.

"You need to stay away from people like us"

"What do you mean 'people like us'. Elsa's nothing like you"

"You don't understa-"

A rock hurled through the window. Cinderellas face perked up and her eyes widened as she stared at were the shards of glass used to be.

Scar sighed deeply.

"Cinderella, stay here. You don't need to pain yourself anymore with him"

I knew they weren't talking about me.

Cinderella turned to Scar.

"Can I just see him, one more time"

"Don't do this to yourself Cinderella. You know he doesn't love you. I know how you looked when he saw you. The way you are now-"

"I know. I'll stay here and watch the boy. I'm sorry for asking"

Scar looked genuinely worried for her, but he walked out anyways.

Cinderella sat down on the floor in front of me again.

They were talking about Mark.

"You. You still love Charming. You remember hi-"

"A monster can love a human, can't they. I just can't expect to be loved back, but don't worry. You're a weak boy who fell in love with a powerful beast. One who forgot how to love. You have it way worse than me."

"That's a lie, Mark still loves you. I know he does"

She squinted her eye? At me.

"Why do you speak to me as if I didn't just try to kill you. Do you not know a bad person when you see one."

I shrugged.

"I don't think you're that bad of a person."

"I see how you could fall in love with the Ice Queen. You're too blind to know when to stop. Too naive to know where to look."

She stood up and walked out the door without warning.

I heard Scar yell at her to go back inside.

Marks POV

Why won't this old hag go down. This is the man who took everything away from me.

My job, my life.

My love.

Why can't I beat him. Why can't I kill him.

"Charming. Tell me. How can you love a monster as wicked as Cinderella"

I threw a punch at him.

"Don't call her a monster"

He dodged me halfway.

"I'm only repeating your words"

I heard a loud screech come from the building behind us.

Cinderella.

I cursed under my breath.

Scar looked worried.

"Cinderella? I told you to stay inside!"

She looked straight at me. I could feel tears slowly building up in my eyes.

Not now.

She walked over to me. Why can't I move.

Why can't I.

My heart was still. And slow.

She came closer, and softly laid her metal finger over my throat.

Her left eye began to tear up.

"I can't let you love me. You can't love a monster. It won't end well. It never does."

"C-Cinderella"

"Did you really love me Charming. Could you love me as I am now. With all the blood on my hands. My blood on yours"

Tears filled my eyes.

"Cindy"

"I hope you can find it. In your heart one day. To realize that you can't love me. And I cannot love you. This means we both can't love. I can't let that happen."

"What?-"

"If you love me, I have to kill you. That's how it's always been. And that's, how it has to be"

I felt a shark pain in my throat. Blood began to fill my mouth. I started to choke. I couldn't breathe. I started to feel dizzy.

"Don't worry, Charming. You won't be alone."

I watched. My body twitching slightly as I watched from the floor. Cinderella broke the glass protecting her black heart. Her sharpest metal finger hovering over it. I watched as she killed injected the blade into her now bloody heart. Her mechanical eye turned from its bright blue to a dark shade of grey.

I heard a muffled voice scream at her. I think it was Scar.

Then I didn't see anything. I didn't feel anything. I didn't say anything.

Ever again.

Jack's POV

I managed to use the broken shards of glass to cut through the ropes. How I didn't cut myself, like at all, I will never know. But I did something and that's all that matters.

I stood up and stretched my arms. Did they really have to tie me up to tightly?

There's 2 exits. A door and a broken window. Both could lead to my death. But no ones here so I'd rather not die trying to crawl out a window.

I opened the door and saw...another alleyway. Why are there so many alleys here. What is wrong with this place. It's like a fucking maze, but with alleys.

"I told you not to go. I knew this would happen. I should've stopped you. I should've" I heard Scar's voice whisper.

I turned to the sound.

Then I noticed it. The smell of blood.

Mark and Cinderella laid side by side. His throat cut open, her heart bleeding. Flowing into the creases of her metal prosthetics like grease.

Scar was on his knees beside Cinderella. With his hands on her chest.

"W-What-" I could barely whisper.

He raised his head at the sound of my voice,

"Get out" Scar stood up. Swaying from side to side. One of his hands groped at his hair.

"I said. Get. Out"

I took a few steps back before my feet began to move by themselves. I ran and didn't stop. I forgot to look back.

I forgot to look back.

Elsa's POV

I woke up in a completely new place. I'm pretty sure it's the back of some mcdonalds.

I must've knocked out again. I smelled the thick scent of blood.

Not again, damn it.

It's all over my favorite shirt. At least it's a smell I like. Look at this mess, mom. How did you do it.

Ugh.

I wiped my bloody hands on my pants. Thank god it's dark out. I still have to find my way back and wash the flesh out of my nails. Disgusting. I wonder who it was this time.

I touched my hair to make sure it was in my signature hairstyle. The cops here really suck at their job. There's like 2 cameras in this entire town.

I got up to walk only to find a trail of blood that my shoes were leaving behind. Great. Now I have to walk barefoot.

I slipped off my shoes and continued on. Those scars are still there. Such wonderful memories.

I'm gonna go have some fun while I'm actually conscious. It's no fun when you can't see anything.

I checked my pockets for change, just in case I wanted to drop by a gas station. Unfortunately, all I found was a finger and a pocket knife. It's been a while since I last saw that rusty piece of shit.

I pulled it out and examined the edges. Looks sharp enough to me.

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1...2...3...4...5

5 bodies. Multiple stab wounds. All precisely cut and strategically placed into one trash bag. Hm.

5.

It's not an even number. That bothers me. One more can't hurt, right?

I dragged the bag behind me, it's heavy duty, so no blood will leak out. Thank you entrepreneurs for that one.

Let's see who we can find. If they're older than 17, they're mine. I don't kill kids, that's sick.

I made my steps slow and cautious. Wouldn't want to startle my prey, would I?

I managed to spot 2 boys hanging around a garbage bin, smoking cigarettes. They looked around 19, 20ish.

Of course, that would mean an odd number, but I can't just let one scurry away. Besides, 7 is the age I killed my first victim. I think. My memory's not so clear tonight.

I only have the energy to have a little fun with one of them, so let's get this over with.

I pulled mannys sword from my back and held it close. The pocket knife is for situations that will be far more entertaining.

I walked towards the garbage bin, with the sword behind my bag. One of the boys looked at his friend then nodded towards me with a grin.

I walked closer to the garbage bin and smiled at them. One took a step forward. Bad luck.

The blade went straight through him, and he fell to the floor. Now for the other one.

He was staring at his friend, unable to move from shock. I gripped into his arm and pinned him to the wall.

He was sobbing now. Cowering in fear.

"P-Please. Please don't kill me."

I gave him my sweetest smile.

"W-who are you" He choked out.

"My name is The Snow Queen, and you, will fear me"

I stabbed the sword into his hand, pining him to the cement wall, as well as driving my sword into it.

I'm surprised it didn't bend this time.

He broke into even more, even louder sobs. Almost screams.

I trailed my pocket knife along his jaw, then to his neck.

If only this could last forever.

A/N what the fuck guys.

"Waffle you took three of my birthdays to update what the crap"

so I decided that I wasn't going to write everytime someone asked me to update. But you guYS N EVER STOPPE D LIKE WH AT TH E FCUKC I was like maybe someone commented something nice or cool and nO P E

anyways, my apologies, you wonderful sausages. I admit I did take....a l o t of time on this one. And wow, it's especially shitty. Sorry again. As you can see, I have a different name. And a different profile picture. Both past things bothered me to an extreme extent.

I am still mama waffle. I am still wafflepandathing. Everything is literally exactly the same so don't worry yourselves.

Anyways about this wonderful chapter. As you can see, Elsa's gone berserk. Nice. Cinderella and Mark are dead. You all expected that though. Anna isn't in a coma. I lied. To all of you.

But, in case anyone was wondering, I'm doing fine. It's summer so expect like, less delayed updates. My dogs are doing wonderfully. And steven universe is on hiatus. I fucked up on like 30 things this week so I'm feeling a bit exhausted with myself. At least I'm getting a garnet the riveter crew neck. I think my bird is finally warming up to me.

Anyways, this is long enough already. My life is not interesting to be involved. Also sorry the chapter feels really short. That's because it is. I am a failure.

*throws waffles at the audience*

sorry for the mistakes but I don't think you'll mind.

Also 2mILLION VIEWS HOLY SHIT THA NKS but it's kind of inaccurate judging by the fact that I have over 80 parts but still that's rLY COOL.