Long ago in a land far from here there was one ruler, one man who stood above everything else. A being of power incomprehensible to any mortal but all was not well. For this man had two sons, one of light and joy and fun, and one of dark and sadness. The father trusted both even as one fell into the darkness he craved. Pitch turned on his own family and sought the throne and absolute power in turn destroyed everything. The father died and Pitch seized power, soon Jack was thrown out, betrayed by his family and friends.
Jack Frost not only lost his father but also his people, his crown, his friends, and his home. The new Lord of Fire sent Jack Frost powerless into the unknown beyond the Kingdom to make a life from what little remained to him. Unknown to Jack was that without his power the three hundred years spent ruling would catch him and he would turn to dust. The Lord of Fire kept his followers close and kept his enemies closer. Lightning escaped the Lord's grip and disappeared but Light stayed in the dungeons and the other masters were too afraid to rebel after helping him steal the throne. From then on The Lord of Fire ruled the land and the other masters fell into myth and legend and the tale of Jack Frost was all but forgotten.
But some few still believed as many years later a rebellion started by Lighting and currently fights on to this day. Fire never frets as the battle happens hundreds of miles from his stronghold and believes it will never touch him. The legend of Jack Frost lived on in the outskirts but very few actually believed the story of his return would ever happen. Many believed that Jack Frost had withered and died many years ago. But one boy in a town called Berk had to believe, his home was on the front lines of the rebellion and the Kingdom. Ever since he befriended his dragon his life had never been the same he needed Jack Frost to be real, it was the only way his life could return to normal.
- Jack -
He shut the door behind him and pulled his hood up and walked down the street. It was his routine every year, the day he lost everything. He went to the local bar and drank himself into a stupor to where he would need help to get back home if anyone was so kind. The town he chose to live in was far from his brother and the other masters in hope no one would ever find him. He waited for the day his power would leave forever and he would wither into dust and he could finally rest. But that day never came and so he continued on with his life just going through the motions.
He entered the bar and he found it warm and many people already drunk and having a good time but for Jack it was not a time of merriment. He sat down at the bar and the bartender handed him his usual drink and he drained it quickly hoping it would drown out the memories. Someone sat down next to him and it irritated him slightly at the fact that someone was going to try and talk to him.
"How's it going Jack." the man said.
Jack turned slowly and found that it was the owner of the shop, North. North was a nice man and Jack appreciated his understanding towards Jack. He had a long white beard and he was partially bald. He was rather large, towering over most that he came in contact with and was rather thick if Jack was going to put it nicely. North was the only person who Jack had told who he truly was a North just shrugged it off as if it was normal. Nothing ever happened so Jack was right in putting his trust in him and Jack felt that he was the only person Jack could be real with.
"It's the anniversary. Time to wash it away again, I just hope that I can actually forget this time." Jack said.
"Well you know it's not all that bad but I suppose it is worth it." he said.
Two men entered the bar and came up to North and he greeted them with merriment and the sat down. Jack tried to stay hidden but North wasn't having it and included him in the conversation. The men were travelers and had stopped in the town before they continued their journey towards the capital.
"Did you hear about the battle?" one man asked.
"What one this time?" North asked.
"There was a huge battle just outside Berk, the Kingdom lost. It seems Master Earth and Air are being sent to retake the town again. These days it seems the Kingdom hasn't been doing too well of the battlefield." the man said.
"Well we've been at war for nearly fifteen years at this point I would imagine people are getting tired of fighting. Berk has seen so many battles that most likely the next fight it will return the the Lord's hands and then back again." Jack interjected.
"Not this time, the whole of the rebellion is on the move but who knows where they're going. I don't think their going to give Berk up so easily this time."
"Maybe you should see Berk some time Jack." North joked.
Jack glared at him and the men laughed but Jack wasn't having any part of the rebellion. He wanted to leave his old life behind and never look back and live out his days in peace. North urged him every now and then to find and help the rebellion as they were fighting for him but Jack didn't care enough for that. It's not like Jack could help that much anyway as he was all but powerless. The amount of ice magic he had left was barely enough to freeze his drink and the staff of power was lost when he was trying to escape the capital.
"How about no. I think I am more than comfortable staying here where it's safe and there is no war." Jack said.
North laughed and they joked around for a while and for almost a moment Jack forgot about all of his troubles and his last life. He actually enjoyed himself this night despite all the horror that he had seen and all of the death the world was suffering at his failures. He downed a few more drinks and then laughed some with North and his friends and before long the sky was dark and the moon was high in the sky. Jack said his farewells and the left the bar still laughing quietly to himself. Tonight had been one of easier nights that came few and far between but Jack knew that most likely the next day would be just like normal.
Once back at his apartment he shut and locked the door like usual and then went into his kitchen. To his surprise there was someone waiting for him at the table and he quickly assumed a defensive stance. While for most men the amount of alcohol he consumed would leave them falling over, it never affected Jack.
"Who are you and what do you want?" Jack demanded.
"C'mon Jack no need to be rude to friends." the man said.
Stepping out of the darkness revealed a man with bright blond hair and and electric blue eyes that seemed to sparkle. He had a small smile and was wearing a rebel uniform although it was less provocative than most. It was a simple red shirt with the rebel emblem of a snowflake imprinted on the upper right side. His was very faint suggesting the outfit was old and had seen a great deal. Jack knew who he was and despite feeling the relief of seeing him again he wondered why he had come.
"Jason, or should I say, Master Lighting." Jack quipped.
"No need for formalities. Jason is fine but that's not what you're wondering. You're wondering why I'm here after so long." he said.
"I can't say that didn't cross my mind."
"You have a right to be suspicious. After everything that happened I'm surprised you haven't attacked me yet. Please sit there is a lot of explaining you need."
Jack reluctantly took a seat across from his long lost friend, despite how Jason was Jack still didn't trust him. Jack had been on his own for three hundred years and not once did he come before that to help or anything. Even though Jason wasn't associated with Pitch and in fact lead the rebellion in Jack's name it wasn't enough.
Jason sighed, "First is I'm here to apologize for not coming sooner. When I received word of your residence here I didn't believe them. I honestly thought you would be dead by now but here you are, still alive."
"Yeah and you never came once. In three hundred years, you never came and for a long time I could have used help. I wasn't always like this, with a home and friends and a new life. It took decades for me to reach this and now you show up, it's a huge slap in the face if you ask me." Jack snapped.
"I know, but the thing is you have no idea how good at disappearing you are. It took me one hundred and seventy six years just to get a general word at where you were and another twenty to actually find out if those rumors were true. Now I've found you, you actually made it easier than the last two hundred years." he said.
"What do you mean? How did you find me in the first place?" Jack asked.
"If you wanted to remain hidden don't tell anyone who you are."
"North, he told you." Jack concluded.
"Don't blame North. He's been supporter of the rebellion for a long time now. He keeps us informed at the Kingdom's movements and plans and important people to be aware of." Jason said.
"Never suspected him but why did you make such an effort to come deep in Kingdom territory? Just to have a small conversation with a long lost friend?" Jack asked.
"No, my real reason is not that but it is about you. I need you, not to fight, not yet at least. In Berk we found something, or rather someone astonishing. He has a power that I thought was impossible to achieve or even be born to."
"What do you mean?"
"Your father always talked of you being born with ice magic and Pitch had to get his through the dark arts. Well I found someone who was born with the power of fire, he may suppress it but he has it no doubt."
"That's not possible, what is his name?" Jack asked.
"Hiccup. He will not look like much but he's survived seventeen years without hurting anyone with his power and he needs someone to keep him safe while we fight. If Pitch were to find out about him then it would lead to disaster."
"How am I supposed to teach him when I have no power." Jack offered.
"Well we managed to get this."
He held up a cloth that was wrapped around something long and thin. Jack started to get hopeful but there was no way they could actually get it, the very thing that channeled his power. But Jason unwrapped the cloth and there it was, his staff. Jason handed it to him and Jack lifted it up into his hands and the staff froze at his touch and the power flowed through him just like the old days. He then sat the staff leaning against the table and quickly went over and pulled Json in for a hug.
Jason laughed a little but Jack didn't care, he finally had some of his old life back and maybe it would begin to turn around for him. He pulled away from Jason and smiled to him at the fact that after all of these years he still had a friend. Jack then took up the staff again and twirled it around just like the old days but eventually he sat back down ready to listen to what Jason had to finish.
"So this Hiccup, am I supposed to go to him because that is unlikely. You know I don't want to get into this war, I'm done with this world."
"Actually he is going to come to you for now. He's not safe with us and with Pitch's army bearing down on us we can't guarantee his safety. I know it's going to be difficult supporting two people but you'll understand why he's so important. Just please accept this, it will be the only thing I ask of you." Jason pleaded.
Jack stopped and thought for a moment at what this meant. He wouldn't have to fight all he would have to do is train this boy about his power and then one day he would leave and Jack could go back to his life. He even had his staff back which meant he could disappear again and never ever return. But Jack owed it to Jason to stick it through and train whoever this Hiccup was. Jack sighed and turned to Jason who was looking deeply waiting for an answer.
"I guess I can train the kid. As long as you take him back after I'm done getting him ready." Jack said.
"Of course and if there is anything you need money, food, or anything all you have to do is ask." Jason smiled.
"How long until the kid arrives?" Jack asked.
"First you need to start calling him Hiccup instead of kid and second it should be about a week until he arrives. I hope by then you give him a warm welcome and are ready to accommodate him. He doesn't know that it's you he's learning from, all he knows is he is training with someone who knows how to control his power." Jason said.
Jack nodded and Jason stood and Jack rose as well. They shook hands and embraced in a quick hug before Jason headed to the door and opened it. Before he left though he turned around and looked back.
"You may not want to help now but you don't realize how much we need you. You can't just turn your back on the world, it needs you. I hope you realize that." Jason said.
He then left the apartment and shut the door behind him. Jack huffed and then took his staff and took it with him to his small bedroom which joined the living space. He set it against his dresser and then hopped into his bed and drew up the covers and then layed there for a long time. Winter was on it's way and this was the time in which his powers would be at it's height but he would never act upon it. If Jack wasn't careful his power would draw the attention of others and reveal his hiding place to Pitch and his whole world would be destroyed yet again.
- Hiccup -
He ducked again as more rubble came flying overhead and he ran under the protection of a house. It was the third day of siege and it hadn't gotten any better. The Kingdom had surrounded the city while the rebel forces inside had to wait two more days before reinforcements arrived. The city was being torn apart from the inside out as constant battles being fought in the city had reduced most of Berk to ruins. Granted when the rebels came this last time the two months in which they held the city they tried to help us rebuild.
It was all for nothing as the Kingdom had reduced all that progress to nothing again. He could see the citadel in which his family had called home for three hundred years. When the Kingdom rose on of his ancestors rose to lord of Berk at the king's insistence. Though no one in Berk, even his own family, liked the king they dared not defy him. On the outside of the castle his family sigil hung in a tattered ruin but it was still visible, a black dragon with a red tail curled in a tight circle on a field of white. It was proof that no matter how many times the city changed loyalties his family had endured.
A few years ago he would be enjoying a nice summer evening in the castle looking over the small expanse that was Berk. His mother would tell him all kinds of stories and his father would laugh and then they would go in for supper. His father would tell of the troubles of the day but then brush them off with a few bouts of laughter and a cup of mead. Those days were long gone, as it turned into his mother running off to join the rebellion and never be heard from again and his father ignoring his existence. Then, and most recently, he now would walk the halls of his home alone as his father had died in the fighting to a raving warlord of the Kingdom, Drago Bloodfist.
His nights had become sullen and dark, but always wrought with troubles and trepidations. He had to lead his city in a war of attrition before his time, knowing that in due time the city would be nothing but a burning ruin. Hiccup ran a few blocks and made it to the castle gates before running inside and having them sealed behind him. He walked calmly to the main hall where many of his father's advisors and friends stood talking vigorously over maps. They all fell silent at his entrance and he approached the table and looked over the men assembled and then initiated the long awaited discussion.
"What are we up against?" Hiccup asked.
"Well, the Kingdom has arrived with a new contingent of fifty five thousand soldiers and two siege engines. The rebels are moving their entire force of a hundred thousand towards us but are a fortnight away. The way things are we have enough food to last us another six days."
Hiccup sighed and looked at the map and all the pieces on the map that displayed the city. It seemed like a very hopeless fight but he was not about ready to give up just yet.
"Have we received any terms from the Kingdom?" he asked.
"No, apparently this time the Kingdom is going to destroy Berk down to its foundations. This castled will be the only thing left standing, this and the walls. We should just abandon the city and hope to find the rebels before the Kingdom realizes we're gone." Spitelout said.
"Abandon the city, have you gone mad. There is no way the city would abandon their home that has been theirs for countless generations. You forget Berk is the farthest city from the capital of the Kingdom and was the last city to fall to the Lord of Fire." Gobber retorted.
"Quiet the both of you. We are not abandoning the city because there is no way for us to get out. They have encircled the city and their commander, Triton, won't give in easily." Hiccup said.
"How do you know that?" Spitelout demanded.
"Because I have been to the battlements and see that we're surrounded and Triton visited Berk a few years back. He's an arrogant ass but his military skills are beyond question and plus he's the Lord of Water how are we going to stop him?" Hiccup snapped back.
"Well you could fight Triton yourself, with your new powers and your dragon, you'd be unstoppable." Gobber said.
"No, I can barely control my powers and Toothless would be shot down as soon as we took to the skies. If we are to win this fight it will be on the ground."
"Well then I say we might as well ride the siege out as there is no way we can fight them on the ground. We simply don't have the numbers." Gobber said.
"With the fall of your father, we're down to roughly two thousand able fighters. Ther rest are dead, injured, sick, old, or too young to fight. This siege will kill us from the inside out before a single troop enters the city." Spitelout said.
A sad silence overtook the group as the weight of what was to come fell over them. They departed the room to go to their families and see if they couldn't restore the city in any way possible. Hiccup then walked out to the small garden in the center of the castle and it was untouched and for a moment he forgot about the calamity that shadowed the city. He could remember all the games he would play with his mother and how his father would watch and laugh. Those days were long gone and now only silence filled the halls of his home and it seemed it would soon become his tomb.
He sent a message for help to the rebellion and sent a personal one to the Lord of Lighting about his new found power. No word came back except to hold out for as long as possible as they were coming. Hiccup laughed at the vagueness when it first arrived but now he cursed it as it had caused a great deal of pain and suffering. He felt the air shift, and his hair stand on end. The world magnetised and he looked around for the source and in his mouth he tasted metal. A bolt of lightning came down and struck the center of the garden and when it disappeared a man stood with no damage from the bolt himself on the ground or on him.
The man approached Hiccup and smiled. He had short blond hair and piercing electric blue eyes that flashed in the sun. He wore a simple purple shirt with a small lightning bolt over his right chest and had black trousers. In his hand he wielded a gold spear that sizzled with electricity. He stopped just shy of Hiccup and held out his hand and smiled, and Hiccup shook his hand hoping this was the man he thought it would be.
"Sorry I'm late. Hope I didn't miss anything?" Jason, the Lord of Lighting, said.
So this is a new idea I had but don't worry if it takes a long time to see new chapters be put up as these take a long time to write with so much in them. Tell me what you think of the begging and where you think it might go as it is open to great change. Enjoy and review. -starwarswiz