Hello, guys. I know, I always start off my ANs off like this, but I guess it's habit. Thanks for reading, though. I've had this idea for a while, and I've always wanted to write about it. Thanks again! Have fun . . .

Berk was ecstatic. Hiccup had just been chosen to be the Viking to kill the Monstrous Nightmare! What an honor!

Gothi had just pointed to Hiccup when a bright purple light engulfed the entire island, including the dragons.

Three figures stood at the front of the room.

"What are we doing here?" One said. She had brown hair, sloppily cut. "And why can't I remember anything?"

The boy standing beside her shrugged. "I don't know. Should I know you two, though?"

"Aye, I don' think so." The last one said with a heavy Scottish accent. "I can't remember any of you either."

There was a knock coming from the door opposite their positions.

"Did any of you see that door before?" The Scottish redhead whispered to the white-haired boy. He shrugged.

The brunette walked to the door. "Since I'm apparently the bravest one here," she had mumbled during.

As she reached for the handle, glass suddenly surrounded her, creating a large tube around her. She was only being supported by a small platform which she assumed could go up or down. The other two stood, watching as the third plummeted, screaming, down the tube. The other two immediately had two more appear in front of them, and they duplicated the brunette's actions. As they plummeted, the three ended up in a large room. A girl, not too much older than them, stood in front of them.

A pile of Vikings fell into the middle of the room. Well, all except one.

Hiccup was sat quietly in the shadows in the back of the room, where no one could see him.

Not surprisingly, Astrid was one of the first Vikings to untangle themselves from the group.

"Where are we?" She mumbled, looking around. Apparently she didn't notice the huge pile of Vikings behind her until one of them bumped into her, almost knocking her over.

After she regained her balance, she scanned the crowd, trying to keep her face indifferent.

Snotlout, the twins, and Fishlegs made their way over to where Astrid was.

"I do hope Hiccup didn't get crushed underneath his own village," teased Snotlout.

Astrid punched him in the gut.

Fishlegs took his turn at scanning the crowd and their new setting. "This place is weird."

And indeed it was.

The ceilings were at least 50 feet high, because they could barely make out the lines of the wood beams holding it upright. Covering the walls were giant quilts, each of which having a symbol or a picture on it. Each one was different, too. Some showed pictures of animals, and some showed pictures of people; sitting at tables, writing, playing tag, etc.

Astrid and Fishlegs found these extremely interesting.

"On a serious note," started Astrid, after looking at the sixth, and last, picture. "Where's Hiccup?"

Fishlegs shrugged. Snotlout and the twins did, too.

Astrid sighed. "Real big help, there, guys."

Fishlegs glared. Surprisingly.

"Wow." Snotlout said. "Is Fishlegs . . . glaring?"

"I practically see the sarcasm on your voice, Snotty." A girl said.

Everyone turned to see this new addition to the group.

"Who are you?" The boy asked.

"I am simply the person who brought you here, Jack." The girl standing in the doorway explained.

Jack. That was him name. Huh, that sounded familiar. Then, the girl brought something from behind her back.

A wooden staff.

"Look familiar?" She asked. Jack nodded. "It should."

The girl smiled, the staff disappearing for a second, then reappearing on a table with two other things; a frying pan and a bow and quiver full of arrows.

"Line up," the girl ordered.

The three did in front of the table.

It just so happened that Jack was in front of the staff, the redhead was in front of the bow and arrows, and the brunette was in front of the frying pan.

"A frying pan?" The girl asked.

"Yeah, Punzie." Jack said, holding the staff.

"How do you know my name and I don't?" Punzie asked.

"Oh, that's not your real name," the girl said, smiling as the redhead picked up the bow and arrows. "It's actually Rapunzel."

Rapunzel laughed, picking up the frying pan. "And why do we have these?" She asked, pointing to the frying pan, staff, and arrows.

Jack added, "And what's your name?"

The girl held up her hands for silence. The smile broadened on her face. "I am Christina. And you have those because they hold the most of you in them, and as you can see, are not living. Therefore, they cannot die. So you shall live on forever. That is how it was able to jog your memories when you couldn't remember.

"Your names are Jack,"-she pointed to each one individually as she talked, starting with the boy-"Rapunzel,"-brunette-"and Merida." She finished with the redhead, who's eyes widened at the name.

"How did we lose our memories?" Merida asked immediately, almost snapping.

"I shall not give you that information," Christina said quietly, her sweet smile almost devious. "yet."

Jack rolled his eyes, while Punzie sighed. Merida just stood, transfixed to her spot. Her expression was indifferent, and her eyes blankly stared, as if she were dead.

Punzie waved a hand in front of Merida's face, snapping her back to attention.

"What?" Merida asked, looking at Punzie. "What'd I miss?"

"Nothin'." Jack said, waving a hand.

"Who are you?" Snotlout asked, earning the girl's attention. (Snotlout? Getting a girl's attention? I don't have any idea what I'm writing anymore.)

"I am Christina," the girl said, smiling at the crowd. "and I will be showing you all something very important that I think you guys should see.

"This is called a movie," she explained. "It is a series of moving pictures with sound, such as voices, and music, such as songs and melodies."

"Sounds cool," Hiccup muttered.

"It really is, Hiccup." Christina said, smiling in his direction. Because he was still hidden, this just left everyone else confused.

Hiccup was taken aback; she knew he was there?

"Yes, Hiccup. I know you're there. I can read minds, you know." Christina made him shudder, worried about his own well-being.

"Don't worry. I don't use it very often. Just when I feel the need to do so," she said, scanning the crowd.

This made some of the Vikings sigh with relief.

"Now, I was hoping that, if you guys will cooperate, you can follow me into the movie room. I was also hoping that, since I had to make it all by myself, you all can ignore all the things that seem uncomfortable or incomplete. I only had since this morning to do so. So, please don't judge.

"Now, we have to go into the movie room I have set up for you all by myself, so if anything's not comfortable or weird-looking, please don't judge. I only had since this morning to do so." Christina explained. "If you'll follow me . . ."

She slowly walked towards a small door no one had noticed in the back of the room, and with a flick of her hand, it opened.

"Okay, so now what?" Hiccup asked himself. Everyone else was following her, but he wasn't sure he should. After all, she did hide him in the first place.

Christina appeared ***MAGICALLY*** beside him, as if reading his thoughts. "You can come with me. We're going to walk past the entire tribe at once, though. If you want, we can teleport there instead. We're sitting in the back. So we can watch them the whole time."