"No!" The Doctor screamed in pain as he fell to his knees in front of the TARDIS. He had already lost control of his right arm, blood soaking through his suit. He slammed through the doors, running to the console and using his left hand alone to control the TARDIS. When he stumbled out of the blue doors, he fell to the ground. Blood loss had reached him, and his regeneration wasn't kicking in. "At least the snow will leave me a less painful death..." Silently, he screamed- no, begged, for help.
To say that she was lonely would have been an understatement.Yes, she may have been surrounded by thousands of people who would bend over backward to fulfill her every desire - but sometimes that wasn’t enough.
She missed her sister and Kristoff most of all.
They had gone off to spend a weekend together up in the mountains, and even though she had only been gone a day, Elsa was already feeling the loneliness sinking in.
But luckily she had freed up a small bit of her afternoon (whatever parts hadn’t been spent attending meetings and reading over the piles of paperwork that seemed to multiply by itself on her desk) to take her Fjord Horse and have a peaceful walk in the countryside by herself.
That was, until she heard a cry.It was pained and agonizing - full of misery.
So, without hesitation, she ran full-stop toward the voice.
"Hello! Is someone out there?"The bright crimson stains stood out upon the snow like the stars in the night sky.
"Oh god. H-hang on, sir! I’m coming!"
