Arendelle and Danvers.
My own touch of DA!Elsa. Thank you for this AU, guys! 😱
I’m currently obsessed with Supergirl. So uhh…crossover galore? 😅
Sorry for any typos, I’m running on two hours of sleep and I just need to write this down to unwind. <3
For the first time in three months, Elsa finally succumbed to a much needed weekend off. She didn’t really need it, but her broken tibia was begging for a very foreign word in her vocabulary called rest. That particular job in National City caught her off guard. It was a place that she avoided like a plague because of this unknown entity named Superman. This powerful crime-fighting enigma was acting as some sort of superhero, currently making his rounds throughout the city in a mission to keep it safe from people like…well…her.
Not that she was a criminal with twisted intentions, but her line of work wasn’t necessarily aligned with the law. Elsa convinced herself that what she did for a living lied in the realms of neutrality. And if Superman was a vigilante, why couldn’t she be one, too?
Her efforts to contribute to society in the most subtle and heroic way possible backfired when she failed to take down Lex Luthor.
She did not anticipate the bloody laser light security beams inside the chimney of Luthor’s mansion. Elsa miscalculated and underestimated her target, losing her footing as she tried to make her escape without (thankfully) setting off more alarms.
Damn it, Luthor.
Before she could start to sulk and pull out her tablet to study the Luthor mansion blueprint again for the fortieth time until her next attempt, the sound of keys jingling outside the front door caused her to turn her head to the right.
“Hi Elsa!…I didn’t think you’d be up by now!” Anna greeted, breathless and chest heaving from running up the stairs. Clutched under an arm was a bag of groceries and with the other, a pile of Blu-Ray discs. Elsa quirked a brow while scanning her sister from head to toe. She was asleep when Anna left during the morning, but she was sure that her sister had a different outfit than what she had now. The picture Anna sent with her selfie had her wearing her a blue button-down and not a tight-fitted black t-shirt.
Elsa shifted her form to face Anna, wincing at the attempt when her leg throbbed in the process. “Hey. I actually just woke up a few minutes ago. So…why did you change clothes?” she asked, watching with curious blue eyes as Anna propped the grocery bag on the kitchen table. Anna came into view, wearing an all black attire like she had just finished a mission.
Nah, it can’t be, Elsa thought morbidly. The thought of Anna being an assassin almost sent her reeling had it not been for her broken leg.
Anna’s hand clenched midair on top of the grocery bag that she was about to take contents from. With Elsa’s blink of an eye, the shocked expression on Anna’s face was quickly replaced by a sheepish grin.
“I was uh—y’know—hanging out with Kara!”
The shrill in Anna’s voice raised a suspicious brow. “Doing what exactly?” Elsa asked as she crossed her arms.
Well, it wasn’t exactly Kara that I was with today. It was Alex, and we were just…hanging out and chasing extra-terrestrial beings living amongst us. Totally normal. Kara’s out with her cousin…Superman—flying together somewhere and stuff.
Anna gently bit her tongue before swallowing hard. “We were gonna go paint balling but Kara cancelled,” she replied in an even tone, smiling tentatively while desperately praying that her sister would stop probing.
To her relief, Elsa simply shrugged and turned her attention back to her leg. “That sucks. I’ll go with you guys when this heals,” she drawled while stifling a yawn.
Anna chuckled. “I still can’t believe you fell down a manhole while playing Pokemon Go. Who does that?”
“It was a Rattata! I just couldn’t resist!” Elsa flailed her arms defensively, picturing Lex Luthor as the annoying animated rodent that she was dying to get her hands on.
Unable to give Elsa a bear hug, Anna shuffled to where she was sat and planted a kiss on her head, remembering to tuck in her identification badge deep in her back-pocket without drawing attention.
She’s totally gonna kill me if she finds out I work with the D.E.O. I’m dead. I am so freaking dead.