A/N: Hi, guys. This is caused by watching Dragons: Riders of Berk and playing the Sims 3. It's crossover of Ranger's Apprentice, How To Train Your Dragon, Rise of the Guardians, Tangled, Brave, Hotel Transilvannia, and Alex Rider, sprinkled with some of my friends. Hope you enjoy the first chapter of Dark Witch.
Disclaimer: I do not own RA, HTTYD, RotG, T, B, HT, or AR. I wish I did.
You climbed out of the car, waving to your mom before running up to the gate and ringing the buzzer. "Yes, who is it?" A crackly voice came through the small speaker. "Jamie Bennet Jr. here to see Ms. Rogue." The gate creaked open for you, closing with a light tap. You took a trail through the wild yet gorgeous grounds, occasionally taking pictures with the camra hanging around your neck. Soon, you approach the large wooden house sitting near the cliff. Climbing the steps up to the porch, you start with suprise to see a young looking woman sitting on a rocking chair. "Jamie! It's nice to see you again." She greeted, standing up to pull you into a hug. "Aunt Alex it's nice to see you too!" You reply, returning the hug to your great-aunt. "You ready for the story yet?" She led you to another rocking chair angled towards her, letting you sit down first before sitting down herself. You dug a recorder out of your satchel, along with a large note pad and a mechanical pencil. "Ready?" You ask, and when your aunt nodded, you clicked the recording button. "I'm Jamie Bennet Jr. with Miss Alex Rogue. Now Miss Rogue, would you like me to ask a few questions first or start the story of your life now?" You ask clearly, am easy going yet professional look slipping on your face. "Questions first, Jamie." Alex smiles at you. "Well, I would like to know your age, if you please." "I am 99 years old, yet I still look young." "Do you have any family?" "Yes, my adoptive father, Halt o'Carrick, my birth father, Ferris Wilson, my cousin, Alyss Treaty, my adoptive brother, Will Treaty, and my late aunt and foster mother, Irena Rogue. That's not including extended family, which is too big to list." "Are you married?" "Yes, to Kyle Rogue." "Did you have any children?" "We could only adopt, but we did." "Their names?" "Spring Saeanox, Summer Saeatice, Fall Faeanox, and Winter Waeatice. All four girls are married and have children." "Thank you for answering my questions. May we please talk about your story?" "Of course, Jamie." "First, there are several things you need to understand to get through this story. You know that there are people that were born dragons and can turn into dragons, right?" "Yes, Miss Rogue, Mr. Night is an example." "Yes he is, Jamie. Next, there is heavy violence in the story. Are you comfortable with it?" "Yes, Miss Rogue." "Okay, now we can get to the story."
Friends
When my mother and I moved to town, I immediately started to make friends with the other kids in the neighborhood. I was at the forest park when I met another kid. Looking down, I saw a dark haired girl calling to me from the ground. "Hi, are you new?" I climbed down from the tree to answer her. "Yes, my name is Alex, what's yours?" I asked her. "I'm Sofia, wanna play with me?" Sofia offered and I nodded, smiling. She pulled me along until we were running, stopping at the edge of a small creek. Picking up a few of the pebbles lining the water, she explained the game. "We're playing queen of the dawn. The creek is where we start and the first team to the dawn tree," Sofia pointed to a tree above all others, "wins. We can throw pebbles, push, pull, and trip the others." I looked at Sofia, smiling faintly at her. She let out a splitting whistle before dragging me along, saying that was the starting signal. We ran, avoiding traps set by other teams and setting our own, all while keeping in the general direction of the tree. Sofia slowed, motioning for silence. Suddenly, another pair of kids ran past us, ignoring the two of us. Sofia smiled, showing teeth as two screams echoed through the air. "Set off a trap, those two did." She murmured as we started running again. "You climb first, and I'll follow." I said, boosting Sofia up the tree. I clung to the giant bark ridges, helping my friend whenever she slipped. "We did it!" Sofia and I high-fived, celebrating our victory. Sofia whistled again, letting the other teams know that a team had won. The other teams gathered at the tree as we climbed down. "You actually won?" A boy asked, disbelief etched on his face. "We won." Sofia stated, including me in her statement. "And she is?" Another boy with brown hair and eyes, asked. "My name is Alex. What's yours?" I inquired, curious. "Jackson Overland-Frost, but you can call me Jack like everyone else does." Jack answered, grinning mischievously. "Why don't we go to the playground and finish introducing ourselves there?" A different boy suggested and everyone agreed. Sitting on a tire swing, I listened as the other kids introduced themselves. "I'm Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III. This is Liam 'Toothless' Night." Hiccup gestured to a boy with black hair and acid green eyes. "Just call me Toothless." Liam said before running off to tackle Jack. "Mavis Count, and my friend Johnny Nod. My dad's called Dracula." A short-haired girl said, dragging her friend. "That's cool." I commented. "Merida DunBrouch, yu had better brave." A fiery red haired girl said, hands on her hips. I nodded, pushing the swing back. "Rapunzel Corona, Maximus Guard, and Pascal Chami." A long, blonde haired girl introduced herself and her friends. "Dagur Berserker, Eugene Fitzherbert, Astrid Hofferson, Flynn Ryder, Alex Rider, and Casey Jay Martyn." The six kids introduced themselves one after the other, nearly confusing me, but I managed. "Call me Rider instead of Alex." Rider instructed, her long hair swinging in the breeze. "'Kay Rider." I smiled, holding out my fist. Rider bumped it with her own fist. I spent the rest of the afternoon playing with my new friends until my mother came up. "She looks nothing like you" Rider whispered, causing me to smirk. "You're the first to think so." I whispered back before waving to the others and leaving with my mother.
As time past, the punishments I got turned into beatings, and I got closer to my friends, turning us into a small army, a pack of wolves. Rider became our spy, Dagur our deranged weapon's master along with Maximus, who learned the hard way from Rapunzel that the frying pan was indeed a weapon. Eugene got us out of situations that required lies, and Flynn got the attention of the bullies, our enemies. Pascal was an advisor, Rapunzel our artist and gymnast. Hiccup was our inventor, with Toothless becoming a partial thief. Astrid scared anyone who came near her, and Jack and Merida the bringers of fun and bravery, letting us prank and fight easily. Mavis got us places with Johnny being her sidekick. Sofia and Casey were evil little minds, the trappers. And I was the master mind, the leader of the group. We dealt with bullies, helped those who needed it, and worked on our skills. A lot of people would say the group ended when my mother took me out of school when I was seven, but it didn't because I snuck out to continue to lead the pack. Sadly, my mother prevented me from sneaking out when I turned twelve. I only snuck out again a few times when I turned fourteen.
Eugene waved to me as my mother and I were walking to the gate of the yard, calling out. "Hey Alex, see you soon!" I glared at him as if he had done something stupid. Which he had. "How would he see you when you're not allowed out?" My mother, Irena stared hard at me, knowing I had snuck out. "That's it! I am done with you and you're sneaking out! it's time for you to learn your lesson." She dragged me all the way back to the house while I cursed the one time that Eugene had to tell the truth unknowingly. Irena pulled me into what I called the dungeon, where whips hung and several chains. Hooking me to one of the hanging chains, Irena grabbed one of the whips and cracked it, warning me of what was to come...
Barely conscious, Irena forced me outside and to a different part of the property before leaving to go to the gate. I walked slowly to the gate, hiding myself as much as possible, blood dripping from the whip marks. As I came into sight, a panicked look slid onto Irena's face as she took in the sight of me. "Oh, my baby! What happened!" She cried, rushing to me, cell phone sliding into her hand. A look of absolute hate appeared in my eyes as I glared at her through the pain. Irena dialed 9-1-1, calling for an ambulance. "Yes, my daughter just walked up, bleeding from numerous lacerations." "Uhuh, please hurry." My mother hung up the phone before holding me close. "Say anything and you're dead, you got it?" She hissed as the ambulance pulled up to the gate. The last thing I remember is being put on a stretcher before I passed out.
