The Red Crocus (Chapter 1)

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As the Red Crocus swung through the air on a thin rope he crashed into the chest of the much larger man feet first, knocking him to the ground. Witnesses mentioned that the small and slender man was dressed in all black save for a flowing red cape and a matching emblem shaped like the crocus flower of the royal crest. As soon as the thief and hero were both back to their feet swords were drawn and an amazing display of skill was shown as the masked hero quickly bested the thief with many a parry and thrust.

Once the criminal was disarmed the Crocus produced a hand full of brown dust and blew it into the fiend's face, leaving him unconscious on the ground but otherwise unharmed. After the heated battle the victorious vigilante showed mercy when he could have just as easily ran the criminal through with his saber. The Red Crocus then picked up the bag of cash (Approx. 70,000 Specidalars) and returned it to the First National Bank of Arendelle.

After last week's incident with a ring of opium smugglers in the harbor and the same masked man besting the six of them in combat, also without killing them. It is the opinion of this reporter that this...super hero (for lack of a better term) is a champion for justice and a friend to all of the law abiding subjects of our fair kingdom.

Victoria Vorstad, Arendelle Times

Elsa let out a huff of irritation as she folded up the newspaper, set it to side and returned to her cup of coffee.

"This vigilante must be stopped." Elsa said to her little sister who was sitting across the table from her making a miniature sculpture of Olaf out of her oatmeal.

"Umm, maybe this Crocus guy isn't so bad. He did stop the bank robbery."

"Anna, we can't have people picking up swords and donning ridiculous costumes to fight crime. That is why we have a City Watch."

"That doesn't know their ass from a hole in the ground. This is why I wanted to join in the first place, so I could fix a few things from the inside."

"Don't swear Anna, it is beneath royalty; and do not start on that again. My little sister is not going to be fighting criminals on a daily basis. I love you too much to see you get hurt or worse." Elsa stopped to ponder something for a moment.

"Anna, I didn't mention the bank robbery and this paper was just delivered to me from the printers I can still feel the warmth from the printing press on it. So you could not have read it first."

"Umm…" Anna twiddled her thumbs stalling for time and thought "shit, she's asking too many questions…just play dumb"

"So how did you know about the bank robbery?" Elsa asked looking right at her little sister.

"Umm… I gotta take a dump, later." Anna quickly blurted out before running out of the breakfast nook.

"Anna!" Elsa blurted out as the slim redhead ran off.

Shaking her head the Queen brought her coffee cup up and was about to take a sip when she felt a pair of large and strong hands rest on her shoulder and a kiss upon her cheek. "I couldn't wait for her to leave my love."

Elsa smiled as she leaned back into her secret lover's embrace; they had been together for six months and so far no one knew a thing.

"Darling we can't be seen together like this during the day, it would be such a scandal," Elsa said as she took the masculine hand into her own and kissed it.

"I want to shout from the roof tops how much I love you." The man said as he leaned in to the back of her head to breath in the scent of her platinum blonde hair.

"And I want to join you on that roof shouting my love for you. But we must be patient my love. One day you will be my King."

"I don't care about your father's crown; the only title I want is 'Elsa's husband'."

Elsa turned around to look her lover and cupped his cheek. "And that my love is why you deserve to wear it."

"I love you Elsa" the man said before pulling her into a passionate kiss.

Though it took effort, the Queen managed to force herself away from the man's strong arms.

"After lunch, be in my study," Elsa said in a sultry voice.

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Anna advanced forward with her practice sword blocking Kristoff's thrust and then kicking his legs out from under him.

"Do you yield, reindeer boy?"

"Yeah I've asked you not to call me that"

"And I've asked you to stop being a little bitch when we practice."

"Well sorry, but not all of us were given combat training starting at the age of fourteen by an Admiral and a General no less."

"Being a royal has its perks," Anna answered with a smile.

"More like a royal pain in the ass," Kristoff said with a smirk before a ball of red haired anger leapt through the air and landed on top of him and then started to beat, slap, and kick the mountain man senseless.

"Stop evil-doer," the two of them heard a voice say.

Anna stopped pummeling Kristoff long enough to turn her head and then laugh. Olaf stood there in all of his two feet of glory wearing a red towel and an actual red crocus flower . The snowman also held a wooden sword that he held high.

"Olaf what the hell are you supposed to be?" Anna asked between laughs. Kristoff just shook his head and pulled out a carrot

"I am the Red Crocus, a champion of justice," the little snowman said in all seriousness.

"You look ridiculous," Kristoff stated as he came back up to his feet.

"I do?" the little snowman asked in a quiet voice and sniffled a little bit.

"Kristoff!" Anna said in an annoyed tone while slapping him in the back of the head.

Anna quickly walked over to Olaf and kneeled down to give him a hug. "It's ok little guy you can be whoever you want," she said while rubbing the child like creature on the back. Then a devious grin came over Anna's face. "Say Olaf you know who would really like to see your new costume… Elsa. She's in her study."

"Wow, Mama is going to be so impressed." Olaf cheered for joy

As the little snowman walked away Kristoff rubbed the back of his head. "Hey you can't just run around hitting me you know."

"I can and I will; and I would do it again but unlike a certain anti-social ice master, I have an appointment for lunch. So see you tomorrow reindeer boy," Anna said and then kissed him on the cheek and walked away.

"Hey I might just have a lunch appointment too you know!" Kristoff shouted defensively.

"Sven doesn't count." Anna retorted in a laugh.

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As Anna walked down Fifth Street she could hear yelling. "Help my purse, he stole my purse!"

Damn, I'm going to be late. The Princess ducked into an alley while loosening the laces of her rose mailed bodice.

"Give it up bitch," the thug shouted as he struggled to take the purse from the old woman's surprisingly strong death grip.

"HELP!" the elderly lady screamed again.

The crook was becoming angry and nervous; this was taking too long. "GIVE ME THE PURSE YOU OLD CROW, BEFORE I HURT YOU!"

The woman continued to resist and then a cry of pain echoed through the streets. The thug was on the ground holding the side of his leg. When he looked up a black booted foot went across the side of his head knocking him out cold.

"Thank you, thank you so much. Are you the man that the paper has been talking about?" the old lady asked of the slender figure of about five feet in height dressed in all black, save a red cape and red crocus flower upon the hero's chest."

"Yes, where evil would flourish, I will dwell," the Red Crocus answered in a forced gravelly voice.

"We'll son I appreciate you helping me and all. But that was probably the corniest shit I ever heard and you sound like you've been gargling with rusty nails," The old woman commented and then walked away."

You're welcome you old bat. The Red Crocus heard the short whistle blasts from the City Watch officers who were running towards the crime scene.

"Late as usual" the hero muttered without the forced roughness.

Hearing the shots of "stop" and "don't move" the hero withdrew a small hand held grappling hook with a line of cord attached to it and threw it at a tree. With the officers getting closer and the threat of arrest since Elsa had ordered the Crocus be apprehended on sight. The hero pulled the cord tight and swung away just in time to avoid the City Watch officers.

(A few minutes later)

Anna sprinted along Fifth Street fixing her bodice, arriving at the intersection Concord Ln. rather quickly, even though the sidewalk was a bit crowded. Glancing at the clock in the building's lobby she noticed that she was only five minutes late "not bad". As the redhead approached the receptionist desk she was met with a disinterested person who was looking at an article in the newspaper.

Without even looking up the receptionist mouthed a monotone greeting. "Welcome to the Arendelle Times who are you, and who are you hear to see.

"Princess Anna of Arendelle for Victoria Vorstad." Anna said in a cheerful voice.

Quickly the receptionist hit the floor kneeling. "Your highness please forgive my rudeness, I did not know it was you."

Anna smiled again. "You must be new; everyone else that works here already knows that I don't require that. So come on, up, up." The Princess motioned with her hands.

"Thank you, your highness. Again please accept my most humble apologies."

"I do, but you shouldn't be mean to people, regardless of their title or social standing. You should be just as courteous to a janitor as you would be to my sister if she showed up one day," Anna said in a slight chastising tone, she hated it when people were rude.

"Yes, your highness. Shall I escort you to her office, your highness?" the receptionist stammered, hoping that this incident wouldn't lead to a pink slip.

"No, I know my way, bye." Anna said in a cheerful voice and followed it with a small wave.

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Elsa smiled as she heard the book case slide against the stone floor; it was the entrance to her study from the secret tunnels.

"I've missed you my Queen," the man said as he walked up behind the Queen and played with her braid.

"I've told you not to call me that, when we are alone," Elsa gently chastised and then lifted her hand to glaze the door and windows to the room with a thick covering of opaque ice that had a lavender tint. The color of the ice was not lost on Elsa's lover.

"Purple… well I know what you want to do," He said while running his nose through her hair and tenderly cupping her right breast with his hand."

"It's not easy playing hard to get when my magic betrays my lust like that," The Queen giggled out, looking down to see that now her lover was fondling both of her breasts. Elsa spoke again in her sexiest voice. "So why fight it." The young woman leaned up to kiss her man while dissolving the top of her dress. She let out a soft moan as he teased her champagne pink nipples.

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Anna walked up to the door that read 'VICTORIA VORSTAD, ASSOC. EDITOR'. Anna gave three short knocks and waited for the door to open.

"Yes, may I help…?" The twenty seven year old that opened the door had thick black hair tied into a bun and wore a blue skirt with a matching blouse. With a quick glance in either direction to make sure no one else was in the hall, she pulled Anna in with a tug that made the Princess yelp.

Shutting and locking the door behind her she looked at the Princess and spoke "What are you doing here?

"You Vicky, I'm doing you. Good thing I caught you before you went to lunch," Anna said as she pushed the reporter against the door and kissed her passionately.

"Anna" Vicky whined out. "I have work to do."

"Fuck that noise, let's get out of here and go get a beer," Anna breathed out as she kissed the dark haired reporter again.

"Anna I have to write an article that's due by tomorrow morning, so unless you're going to do it," Vicky said with a grin.

Anna let out a gasp and pouted. "What, I could do it you know," the Princess said dejectedly.

"Oh really, ok darling write something right now."

Anna played with one of her braids for a moment, and then spoke as she wrapped her arms the older woman's neck. "Roses are red, violets are blue, I love Vicky, now let's go screw."

"How stoic," Vicky responded dryly and returned Anna's kiss. "Ugh, fine. I can always postpone the article." Vicky stopped speaking long enough to shake her head. "I don't get it, I'm eight years older than you, yet somehow you're a bad influence on me."

"What can I say, I'm a party prodigy."

"You're something all right," Vicky said as she walked over to grab her coat. "Here, kiss me now so you won't try to do it in public."

"I'd do all kind of things to you in public," Anna said mischievously.

"How scandalous," The dark haired reporter said as she nibbled on Anna's Ear and then gave the girl a playful slap to the bottom.

"We should go before I bend you over your own desk and fuck the shit out of you; I brought our little green friend with me." Anna said before kissing her again.

"Well then after lunch we should go back to my place." Vicky said while stepping back from the Princess to adjust her purse strap.

Anna crossed her arms and smirked. " We could always go back to mine, but Elsa would probably freeze us both out of pure shock."

"Damn, I was hoping to screw you on top of the throne," Vicky joked.

"Then she would freeze us out of pure rage."

Both women laughed as they walked out of the office resisting the urge to hold hands.

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Elsa's lover lifted her from the chair started to kiss her with rough and forceful passion, manhandling her slender frame The Queen loved every second of it. Elsa was a confident force of authority and strength… when she was in her crown in front of court. When she was alone with her secret man the situation was changed, Elsa reveled in the total submission she showed him sexually, allowing the strong mystery man to position her however he liked.

This particular position was face down after he roughly grabbed her by the waist and turned her across her desk. A grin of excitement filled Elsa's face as she felt the remains of her dress being lifted up and her panties taken down.

"Do it, do it hard." Elsa said and then grunted as a hand smacked her bottom.

"Did I give permission to speak?" The man said in a low voice

"No sir, sorry sir." Elsa answered back as her fingers started to turn white from griping the edge of her desk and a fine purple frost started to fill the room.

Her lover rested his left hand on her hip and took his engorged member with his right hand and positioned it over the Queen's dripping entrance. Slowly he slipped in just the head; he knew that sex was a still a new experience for his secret girlfriend and that this position made her even tighter than the slender monarch already was. The mystery man slowly worked himself back and forth for a minute getting her ready for full thrusting.

Hearing Elsa start to moan and squirm about, told him that she was ready. With a single push from his hips, the man slid all the way in making the small blonde under him cry out in pleasure.

Her small hole was unused and tighter than an oil drum, so the man knew already that he wouldn't last long. And sure enough after three minutes his muscles contracted and he started to breath heavy and muttered "It's time."

Elsa reached back and spread her cheeks; the plan was for her mystery man to blow his load in to her 'back gate' but he couldn't contain himself any longer. The stream of white sticky heat shot all over the Queen's back and butt.

With a laugh her mystery lover stuttered out "Sorry Elsa, I couldn't contain it."

As she stood up the sorceress sent a wave of blue magic across her back, butt, and legs, freezing the spunk and then made it mist away.

He gently pulled her into an embrace and spoke with tall the tenderness in his heart, she was his true love and he knew it. "I love You Elsa."

The young ruler wrapped her arms around his neck and looked up with two crystal blue doe eyes (She could see that he was her true love as well. "I love you too darling."

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AUTHORS NOTE: This chapter is a little shorter than what I would normally write but I wanted to get everyone established. Next chapter we discover the Red Crocus's identity. [As if you haven't figured it out already ;-) ]

THANK YOU FOR READING, PLEASE REVIEW(even if it's to tell me how horrible you think it is)