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DFF - Finding the Fairest One of All Ch 4

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“She’s hidden her tracks well,” said Rumpelstiltskin later that night after searching throughout the woods with no sign of the dwarves.

“So, what do we do now?” asked Elsa.

“Well, it’s a few hours till morning, so best get some sleep, Dearie,” he reassured.

“How can I with the Evil Queen out there?” she pressed.

“Point,” he agreed grudgingly. With a wave of his hand the fire was rekindled.

“You know the cold doesn’t bother me,” smiled the Queen teasingly.

“Would you rather sit in the dark?” he countered.

“Would you?” She patted the log beside her. “Why don’t you rest? I know that you said magic is strengthening you but you should conserve your strength for the coming fight. If what you say about the Evil Queen is true then she could be a match for even you. I mean look what she’s already done.”

Reluctantly, he approached her and could see a small ring of frost surrounding her. He sighed, sitting down.

“What’s the matter?” he asked.

“What? What do you mean?” she replied.

He inclined his head at the frost. Embarrassed, Elsa waved her hand at it, drawing it back into her.

Rumpel sighed again before speaking, “Look, Dearie, I may not be the most comforting person around, but I know that you should probably get this fear out of your system before you let it take you over. And then we’ll have not only an Evil Queen to deal with but also another winter.”

Elsa nodded in understanding. “This is the first time that I have really been separated from my sister. Back in Arendelle, even though we lived separately and grew up apart, we still lived in the same castle. Of course, I did leave when I lost control.”

“But those two times were forced on you,” he interrupted. “This separation was your choice.”

“Exactly. I just feel that something terrible could happen to her. Or something terrible could happen to me and then she’ll be all alone,” frost began to expand around her again.

Rumpel brushed off the frost that began to creep across his limbs. “I may not have a family to understand what you’re going through, but I can tell you from experience that you can’t think about that. You can’t bring up that fear, especially during these life-or-death situations. Otherwise you won’t be able to do anything and quite possibly die. You have to push back that fear, to conquer it. I know that you’ve done it before.”

“I know, it’s just hard at the moment because I miss her,” she told him, looking up at his amber eyes. “Do you ever feel fear?”

He smirked at her question. “All the time. I’m afraid that if I fail then this entire realm will fall into a darkness that could have disastrous consequences. I’m afraid that if I fail I won’t be able to find my past. So, I have to tell myself that I cannot fail. That if I want these things I have to be able to fight for them. Even if at the very end if it costs my life to find these things then so be it.”

“Thanks,” she said, frost melting away around her.

“For what?”

“For helping me conquer my fear. You’re right, I can’t let my sister and my kingdom down,” she replied and then added. “Hopefully, it doesn’t come to that. Giving up your life, I mean.”

He smiled back at her. “I hope so too.”
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They had moved from their campsite an hour after dawn. Without the dwarves to guide them, Rumpelstiltskin stated that they would have to find some high ground to locate the castle. With the light of the sun shining, the forest around them was a lot different than the night before. The trees didn’t look frightening anymore to Elsa and neither did the shadows seem to exaggerate everything in a menacing way. The only thing that remained the same was the lack of fauna. They didn’t hearing the twittering of birds, the rustling of small animals, or see deer in the distance. Rumpelstiltskin believed that they were heading in the right direction.

“How do you know?” she asked.

He pointed above them. She craned her head to see two black shapes that were at the tops of the trees. Shielding her eyes, she thought that she could see that they had featherless heads with large red beaks.

“Buzzards, maybe vultures,” explained Rumpel. “The Evil Queen has them around her castle. They sense that death is…approaching…”

A look of alarm crossed his face and he began to look around. Catching on, Elsa also began to look through the woods as well but didn’t notice anything out of place. Suddenly, Rumpel cried out and pushed her into the ground. An arrow imbedded itself in the trunk behind her. She noticed that Rumpel was clutching his side.

“Are you all right?” she asked.

“Missed,” he told her before looking back out in time to see another arrow fly straight at him. With magic granting him lightning reflexes, he gripped the shaft with the point an inch away from his face.

“Why don’t you come out and say, ‘hello,’ Dearie?”

A man stepped out of the bushes a little distance away from them. He was well-muscled and dressed in green and tan to blend in with his surroundings. His face was bearded with black hair and in his hands he held a large bow that had another arrow pointed at the pair.

The arrow flew toward them with such speed and force that Elsa could hear it whistle through the air. This time Rumpelstiltskin was ready and shattered the arrow with a spell. No sooner had he done so then another arrow sailed through the air and this time he redirected it to hit another tree trunk. Two more arrows met similar fates. It was when the hunter nocked his sixth arrow that Elsa had stood up and managed to create a block of ice that caught the arrow in midflight. Another blast of her power created a wall of ice in front of the Huntsman and shattered his bow, knocking him to the ground.

“Thank you, Dearie,” said Rumpel before materializing beside the Huntsman. Using magic, he lifted the man up and pushed him against the ice. With one hand he held him up, and the other glowed and sparkled as he conjured his spell. The ice immediately bound his limbs, restraining him.

“As much as it would please me to kill you now with magic, doing it with your own weapon is just too good to pass up,” he cackled, unsheathing the knife at the Huntsman’s belt.

“Rumpel, wait!” protested Elsa as she reached them.

“In case you hadn’t noticed, Dearie, he just tried to kill us. Most likely under orders from the Evil Queen. And I’m betting that he was the one who had kidnapped the Dwarves while she tried to kill us with her poisoned apples. I wonder what else has he done during the Overtaking. He is as much of a monster as her.”

“But if you kill him then you will become monster too,” she continued.

“I’ve killed before so it’s too late for me,” he thrust it toward the Huntsman’s chest.

“I don’t believe that,” she responded. The blade stopped only a few inches away from the beating heart. Rumpelstiltksin looked at it, then at the man’s terrified face, and then over at Elsa, who was just as petrified. His hand shook before he lit it drop, point down, at his feet.

“Thank you,” said the Hunstman. “But it is true what you said. All of it and I can tell you that you have a better chance in surviving if you leave now. You cannot hope to defeat the Evil Queen. She has powerful magic and ways of reaching out across the land. Run and hide.”

“That’s not an option,” stated the Snow Queen.

“Then the Queen will surely kill you,” he said sorrowfully.

“I think she already has,” said Rumpel weakly, clutching his side. Quickly, he took off his cloak and shirt underneath to reveal a long thin cut in his squamous skin across his side. From that cut, jagged lines could be seen coming from it. At once Elsa knew what it was.

“Can’t you do something?” she asked.

“I’m powerful not immortal,” he stated simply, surveying the wound. “And this poison is one that I don’t think I can heal from. I can only guess that the Evil Queen must have a cure back inside of her castle.”

“Well, how are we going get in there?”

He looked back at the Hunstman. “I’ve got a few ideas.”
Rumpelstiltskin and Elsa failed to find the Seven Dwarves but as they get closer they find that the Evil Queen has a lethal guardian. 
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Rumpelstiltskin is based off of the character of the same name from Once Upon A Time. 
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P.S. Coming up, Rumpelstiltskin and Elsa meet with the Evil Queen but time runs short for the imp as the poison travels through his body toward his heart. 
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Better speed things up Rump or well you know.