Fierce—Merida x OC

(Set After Brave)

Years went by since the incident with the bears, and now Merida is of age to be married and become the Queen of Dunbroch. Though her father Fergus and her mother Elinor weren't sure if she was ready, they had hoped that she would marry someone. On the night of her coronation, an attack occurred upon the kingdom, and when all of the clans went into full battle-mode, Merida was taken captive by the mysterious Black Knight.

The day after Merida's kidnapping, she came face-to-face with the Black Knight, whom happened to be the grandson of Mor'du named Caden. When Merida realized that Caden was the one who has a stronger claim to the kingdom of Dunbroch, she would do whatever it takes to keep it from collapsing, even if it meant fighting against the young prince.

What Merida doesn't realize was that Caden's true reason for taking Merida was to protect her. Merida meant more to him than the kingdom that belonged to his grandfather...and the only way that he could protect her is by marrying her. Little did either one of them know was that love would blossom between two people whom were almost alike in personalities: both aggressive in battle, but both passionate in family and in love.

Can love conquer all?

Chapter 1

The bagpipes played furiously, almost in joy, as Merida quickly fixed her royal blue gown. Today would be the day, the day of Merida's coronation as Queen of Dunbroch. Years ago, Merida wouldn't have been able to be queen unless she had a husband, but after one spell gone wrong, Merida was given a chance to make her own decision. Unfortunately, for the other clan members, three of the former prospective suitors that her parents had both hoped she would choose from now want the throne.

Unfortunately, none of them would ever attain that goal...because asides from them and Merida, there would be another.

Merida didn't know that, but she soon would find out.

Anyways, today was the day of Merida's coronation, and for the young would-be Queen, she was nervous. Her father Fergus and her mother Elinor decided that now would be the best time for them to step down for a new leader to rule over Dunbroch. This would be the perfect opportunity for Merida to prove herself as a leader of her people. There was just one problem for Merida: she was a woman, not a man.

In her world, she would need to be a man in order to be accepted by everyone...and to be heard. However, living in Dunbroch with her parents and three younger brothers, Merida was more respected by her people in the kingdom, rather than by everyone else. It explains why the other clan leaders' sons each want their own place on the throne. If that meant fighting to overthrow Merida, then that's what they would do.

The doors soon opened, as Merida took a deep breath and walked down the aisle, as her parents stood and waited for her by the throne. Merida has come a long way since the curses that she helped accidently caste upon her poor mother, in hopes of helping her see that Merida deserves more than being a traditional, formal queen. It took a lot just to get Elinor to see that she's been wrong about everything, but now they've become extremely close as mother and daughter. Merida's father, Fergus, was ready to give Merida the throne, because she deserved it.

She's not the same fourteen-year-old girl she once was; being reckless, stubborn, and a fireball. Though she's still a fireball and stubborn, but she'd mature. Her curly red hair has now settled into softer curls, cascading down her back, as her bright blue-green eyes have now darkened. She was quite a looker, that's for sure, but she was still a free-spirit, and a fireball, that's for sure.

As she reached her parents, Merida curtsied, then took her father's outstretched hand as she climbed up to the throne. Once Merida sat down, her father motioned for her mother to bring the crown to him, as he turned to the guests. "Today is the day that we've crowned my beloved daughter, Princess Merida...as Queen of Dunbroch!"

The entire room cheered (well, almost), as Elinor gave her daughter a knowing smile before handing her husband the crown. He lifted it up in the air, as he said, "By the grace and power of God, I now dub thee my daughter, Queen Merida of Dunbroch." Just as he was about to place it on Merida's head, the torches that were once lit up all across the throne room had become extinguished. Some of the guests let out gasps and cries, while some of the men grabbed their weapons, ready for battle.

The doors soon swung opened, and a man, wearing nothing but black armor, walked into the room. His mysterious demeanor, as well as his tough exterior from the looks of things startled some of the guests. Practically half of the women swooned over the mysterious knight, and he hadn't even taken his helmet off. Turns out, he wasn't alone.

Other knights and young men in kilts followed behind him, while some moved up from above, holding crossbows and balls with chains. The others had swords and their own bows and arrows. Merida moved to confront them, but her mother held her back while her father stretched out a hand to protect his family. Merida's younger brothers joined her and their mother, as they watched their father confront the trespasser. "Who are you? What are you doing in my kingdom?!"

"I've come to collect something of...much value."

"Whatever you want, you'll have to take it up with me."

"It's not you I want, Fergus." The Black Knight replied, then pointed his finger toward Merida. "She is what I want,"

Elinor pulled Merida closer to her, as Fergus's anger had worsen. "You want my daughter?! Like hell you will! If you want my daughter, you'll have to face me and all of my men and allies!"

The Black Knight chuckled under his helmet, and replied. "If it's a fight you want, than it's a fight you'll get." The next thing they knew, utter chaos had ensued. Men have started attacking one another, left and right, while the women and some of the children have started to escape. Merida didn't notice her mother and brothers were fleeing to safety, and didn't hear them calling out for her. Grabbing a sword by the throne where she would've been crowned queen, Merida joined her father and allies in the fight. She couldn't give up on her people, and she'd refused to do so.

As she fought many of the trespassers left and right, the Black Knight took notice of the young princess...and already, he was intrigued. She was beautiful woman, for sure, but she was also a fighter; had a backbone and rather stick it out then run like the wind. She didn't know his real purpose for wanting her, but she will one day. Soon, Merida and the Black Knight came face-to-face, with Merida already in a fighting stance. "So, you've come for me?" She asked, as the Black Knight pulled the sword that was resting on his right side out, the blade tapping the edge of hers lightly. "Well? Aren't you going to fight me?"

Under the mask, Merida didn't know that he was smiling at the bold princess, and he replied, "Why fight a woman? It's not worthy to fight a woman, and you and I both know who will win the fight."

"Do we now?" She said, not noticing that one of the Black Knight's closest friend and ally was standing behind her, holding a cloth with some sort of herbal musk that would knock the poor princess out. She wasn't the only one who knew a witch, that's for sure. "I know for sure that it'll be me, since a man would never hurt a lady."

"That may be, but I have my own tricks, Princess." Before Merida could say anything, the man came up from behind her, the cloth covering her mouth and nose. She fought against the strong man as hard as she could, but the smell was too much for her. Her eyes started to close, and her body became limp. The Black Knight then lifted Merida into his arms, carrying her out the doors.

Soon enough, the men serving the Black Knight quickly retreated, and Fergus and his allies cheered in glory. What Fergus didn't realized that when the other went to follow their leader outside...that Merida was already taken prisoner...