From the moment you were born in this world, your role has already been decided. As well as the one who protects and the one who is going to be protected. Imperial Force's Commander!Anna. Elsanna
A/n: Well, I read Queen's Blade Hide and Seek, and I thought... the sisters' relationship is quite the same. ... somehow. No, it won't be like Queen's Blade, so no worries. XD
And yes, I'm aware that I should be doing my other fanfic instead of making a new one, buuuuut... Anyway.
Disclaimer: I don't own Frozen and Queen's Blade
Special Thanks: exDerelict for beta-ing!
Chapter 1: Prologue : It's predetermined
"What is it, Daddy?" Five-years-old Anna asked, clutching her precious Elsa and Anna dolls.
"Do you love Elsa?" The king of Arendelle asked. He smiled at her, but his smile much like all his smiles, never once reach his hardened eyes.
Anna blinked at this unexpected question, but she smiled broadly.
"Of course!" The strawberry blond beamed. "Anna loves big sister Elsa so, so, so very much!" She answered honestly, a big smile on her face.
"And Elsa loves me, too!" Little Anna added. She was so sure of it, and she couldn't bear the thought of her sister not loving her back.
He replied with a cynical smirk, but his daughter was too distracted to notice it. Anna was clutching the dolls tightly together, afraid to separate them by some clumsy move on her part. Much like her sister, little Anna believed that doll Anna and doll Elsa should never be separated.
"I see... In that case..." The king replied, carefully considering his next words. "Do you know what you will be…when you grow up?"
Little Anna blinked, another unexpected question.
"Umm, I will be a princess with Elsa and we will be together forever?" She replied innocently, unsure what her father was getting at.
The king snorted and chuckled.
The young are so naive.
"You know that you and your sister are the first and second in line to the kingdom of Arendelle... right?" He stared and Anna blinked before she slowly nodded in affirmation.
"One is the rightful heir and the other, the future commander of our imperial forces," he continued, and Anna's eyes widened.
The future commander of the imperial forces?
"The 'one who protects' and the 'one who is going to be protected'…"
What does he mean by that?
The small five-year-old looked up to find her father's duplicitous grin.
Imperial forces? Heir? I thought me and Elsa are the heirs? Anna wanted to say it out loud but the severe aura surrounding her father terrified her, and Anna knew punishment awaited her if she were to interrupt him.
"From the moment you were born into this world, the future was already decided for the two of you." The king explained, determined that Anna would understand what he meant.
"Elsa is the heir?" Anna asked, looking up and clutching the dolls even closer.
"And that makes you the Imperial Force's commander; the one who will stay by Elsa's side forever..." The king added darkly. He prized his heir dearly, and the fact that she had magic powers only amplified her value to him.
Elsa required protection from forces from within and beyond their borders who would try to claim her power for themselves, that much was certain. And who better to protect the rightful heir than her younger sister, whose devotion already knew no bounds?
He chuckled, not bothering to mask his insincerity.
Yes, the kingdom of Arendelle would prosper one way or another, regardless whether they reigned over the control of the ice export or not.
The little girl chided herself: Of course Elsa is the heir! She's so smart and perfect! Yet she smiled at the thought of her wonderful Elsa being crowned someday and ruling the kingdom alongside her. As her Imperial Force's commander.
"You accept your sworn duty, right Anna?" The king asked, but the hardened way he spoke made it clear that there was ever only one answer.
"Of course, Daddy!" Anna replied, clutching the dolls on her left arm as she mustered to give her father a proper salute
"Of course you would," he remarked, pleased with her expected response.
"It's the role you were born to play." He added, hazel eyes meeting Anna's turquoise ones.
"So my life is pradatermi-wha?" Anna blinked; she tried to remember the hard word she has recently learned.
"Predetermined?" The king prompted, and Anna nodded eagerly.
"Yes, Anna. Everything is predetermined for people like us." The king explained and patted his youngest daughter on the head with as much affection as he would to a prized steed.
"Our roles are predetermined. There is no room for failure."He paused, deciding he should provoke his daughter to do his bidding.
"You must make certain that you never fail, Anna. Elsa is the heir, and that means there will be many enemies who will want to harm her. Failing her could make bad things happen. You wouldn't want your precious Elsa to get hurt now, would you?" Her father provoked and Anna's eyes widened.
If she failed, Elsa would get hurt.
She couldn't bear seeing her sister get hurt.
A shadow of realization crossed little Anna's face, before she beamed resolutely and nodded furiously.
"Of course not, Daddy! I won't let anyone hurt big sister Elsa!" She chirped happily, and her father gave her a self-satisfied smile before he stood up. "Your sword training will start tomorrow." He informed before leaving, without so much as second glance back.
I won't let anyone hurt Elsa, Anna thought determination shone on her turquoise eyes.
This time, a maniacal grin found its way to the little princess's face. "Only I can keep her safe." Anna muttered stubbornly as she ran off to find Elsa.
And I will keep her safe from any harm.
A/n:That was pretty short. Oh well, it will do for a prologue, I guess.
Warning in advance? The Anna in later chapters. She could also turns Yandere/Tsundere.
Systems Alliance Earth HQ, Vancouver, Earth, Sol, Local Cluster.
Shepard found himself alone in the dark, the solid walls relentlessly enclosing around him. The pressure pounding him was suffocating, his eyelids was growing heavy, then a sudden beam of light drew his gaze towards a barred window. He mustered his scattered strength to get up on his feet, pulling himself to the tiny window in the dark cell.
A city was engulfed in flame, the haunting horns of the Reaper horn could be heard resounding over the sky. "No No " his fists bashed helplessly against the cell bars.
He was abruptly drawn to the sight of 10 reaper destroyers pursuing an Alliance vessel. The unmistakable silhouette helped Shepard to identify the Normandy SR-2, dodging an unrelenting barrage of high-energy laser with a series of acrobatic evasive maneuvers. With a blink, his sight was attached on the Normandy itself. From orbit, he could see the planet's once towering metropolises consumed by the Reaper downpour. Cairo, Cape Town, Madrid, Jakarta, Emden, Seoul, Shenyang, Warsaw, all of them lost.
The Normandy pulled up to break off from orbit, only to take a laser beam at its portside and knocked out its cyclonic barrier. He watched as it desperately steered right to evade incoming fire, before a second precision laser beam sent its hull into an exploding death trap, completely blinding his sight.
His body returned to the dark cell again, left to rot and wither in the darkness.
Shepard woke up gasping on his bed, with a cold chill running down his spine.
"Just a nightmare " He peeked at the holographic clock on a drawer next to his bed, it was still 8 in the morning, the 14th February, 2186.
"Today it's Valentines' Day, and yet I'm stuck in house arrest." he sighed then slowly paced to a large window with a scenic sight of the city of Vancouver. The scene drawn out some distant memories of Shepard, the February night was chilling, he cuddled himself around the knees to get some warmth. He had watched couples walking by with their arms locked tight on each other, holding delicate gifts in their palms, but then all he could do was to sit in that alley in his ragged clothes, still bloodstained from his last brawl with a local gang
Pushing those old memories away, he shoved his fingers into the pile of holo-movies he's been hoarding since his house arrest. "Um
Fleet and Flotilla, finished last week. Hamlet: All Elcor Cast
almost choked myself at that one. Blood Rage Unleashed
watched over 2 times. Citadel Musical
nobody's watching that. Blasto: The Hanar Spectre
alright I'll give it a try."
The screen from the omni-tool player flickered open. Before the intro was played , a tall, muscular figure sudden barged in through the door.
"Commander. Uh, sorry, Shepard, I don't know you are busy" said James Vega saluting him. "I told you not to call me like that anymore, Lieutenant." Shepard closed his omni-tool player and stood up to greet his friend, "So, what's this about?"
"Someone wanna see you down in the lobby."
"What? Don't tell me it's another interview or tribunal again."
"The reception didn't specify who but come on, it isn't like you got anything better to do, loco." He gave a smirk and gestured to leave the apartment.
"Alright, lead the way, James."
They swiftly strode through the halls of the Alliance HQ. When the elevator door opened at the lobby level, he inhaled deeply to prepare himself for the barrage of questions waiting for him before he stepped out into the waiting lounge. Awkwardly, there were no reporters or some bureaucrats waiting
"Shepard!" a familiarly pleasant voice called out to him, and he knew there was no mistake.
Liara reached out her palms and put them on Shepard's arms.
"I missed you." She leaned closer and whispered into his ears.
"I made a promise, remember?" Shepard replied by pressing his head gently to her cheeks, embracing her scent as it swelled over him.
"Uh uh I better get going, see you later Commander." James turned away in a bizarre manner and hurried into the elevator nearby. Though Shepard was pretty sure he gave a blink at him before the door closed.
Knowing that they are not watched, Shepard grabbed hold her palm and led her to a position against a wall next to the lounge. Liara had realized his intentions and welcomed it by looking at him with an arousal smile, Shepard returned it by tenderly pressing his lips onto hers.
"Shepard, everyone is watching us!" she giggled as a flush spread over her cheeks. Shepard looked back and saw a crowd of Alliance officers and soldiers gathered in a semi-circle, their curious staring left him speechless.
Liara grabbed hold of the brief seconds to drag Shepard to in a less crowded corner. "I'm sorry about that, didn't mean to embarrass you." He gestured to sit down on a nearby bench. "No, it's my fault. I should have called you before I come."
"You haven't told me why you'd come here, I thought you'd be on Hagalaz."
"I have some research to do at the Mars Archives, the Prothean ruins there may contain some information I am currently tracing, something that may help us when the reapers come. I just need to grab some necessary items on Earth before heading out to Mars. Besides, Admiral Hackett was the one who gave me access to the archives. He also mentioned that you were kept here."
"You came for me." He thanked her with a light kiss.
"Well, I did remember my promise to you." She locked her arm with Shepard's. "Meanwhile, I ran search over the extranet recently. I learnt that today is a special occasion in human traditions, one that you share with your bondmates." Liara lowered her head, like what she always does when she feel shy.
"Yeah, that's the idea. How about we "
"I'd love that, but I still have some business to attend to, but I do have some free time later. May be tonight?"
"Tonight." He nodded to assure her.
After giving his farewell, Shepard then hurried back into the elevator and up to the residential wing of the Alliance HQ complex. His heart pounding vibrantly in his chest with uncertainty, he knew well this might be his last chance to be with her.
When the door opened, he found James standing next to it with his arms crossed and a smirk on a face. "Hey, how did it go, Commander?" "Laugh it up, James." He tagged along when Shepard walked past him. He had to keep up with Shepard's speed as he quick-paced through the halls. "Hey, where're you goin'?"
"Visit a friend." Replied Shepard without looking back, he eventually stopped at the Alliance Café counter. "Shepard, good to see you still kickin'" Rupert Gardner's bold, rough voice greeted him.
"It's nice to see you again, Rupert. Listen, I have a favour to ask."<i.
It was deep in the night by the time Liara returned to the Alliance HQ, the once bustling halls now fell into silent. She followed Shepard's message and made her way to a secluded balcony overlooking the city.
A mellow scent of Asari honey mead filled up a cozy atmosphere warmly illuminated by a set of candle lights. Shepard stood waiting next to a set of dining table. "Come on in."
They took their time to have their dinner. Unlike the many times before, they did not have to dine in the Normandy's mess hall or to worry about the next mission.
He found Liara leaning against a rail after he had finished cleaning up the tables.
"You know, the view is probably better up there." He gestured to lead her to an elevated platform just next to the balcony. Grabbing hold of her hand, Shepard gave her a lift to the platform.
Liara gently rested her head on his chest as they cuddled up on the floor under the nighttime sky, densely dotted by a trillion stars sparkling in the milky way, she gasped at the wondrous scenery hanging above them. "It's easy to forget how beautiful this galaxy is, isn't it?"
"Only when someone even more beautiful is sitting right next to me."
"Flatterer. But knowing that the Reapers are still out there, and that you will do whatever it takes to save the galaxy. Goddess, what if if?"
"Shhh "He tried to comfort her by caressing her while wiping the tear droplets off her cheeks. "No matter what happens to us, I know that somewhere, up there, we can have a place free of the terror of this war. Together, Liara, we can do it." He reached out for her right hand and held it tightly as he placed their interlocked fingers on his chest.
Looking back at her love's eyes, Liara found them gleaming with tiredness. She need not meld their minds to touch the torments dwelling deep within it.
"Actually I'm more worried about you than myself. How are you really?"
"I've been having nightmares, I saw the Normandy destroyed, Earth in flames. The fact that every minute I'm kept here is another minute we lost to prepare ourselves scares me. So many lives will be lost, I just don't know if I'm ready for this."
"If you wish, I may be able to help you."
"Of course I do."
"Close your eyes."
His world darkened into emptiness, the plain black curtains encompassing him retracted and all of a sudden he was re-witnessing the spine-chilling images from his nightmares. He was back in that dark cell again, watching Earth consumed in fire. But this time, a bright yet comforting white flash materialized in front of him, shattering the nightmares into ashes and carried them off in its path. When the blinding flash went past him, Shepard opened his blurred eyes again. He found himself standing under a doorway next to a living room with Liara leaning on him, her radiant blue skin tone was brightened by the mild rays of a setting sun. They watched as two Asari babies played with a pony toy on the floor. "Daddy!" they ran into Shepard's hug, who then lifted them up to his shoulders. Their vivacious smiles drew a contented, peaceful one from him in return. He looked back at Liara and closed in for a kiss as the sun sank beneath the horizon behind them. The image of them together gradually faded to a silhouette.