Disclaimer.

I don't own the characters appearing on this story, they belong to Dreamworks, Cressida Coswell and Disney-Pixar respectively. I'm not making any profit with this.

General Specifications.

Summary. – "A collection of stories exploring different scenarios, some will be sad, romantic or comical with lots and lots of Mericcup".

Rating. – It will be changing from T to M.

Genre. – A lot, but mainly Romance.

Pairing. – Principal. Merida DunBroch x Hiccup Horrendous Haddock the Third (Mericcup).

Alter Universe.

Author's Notes.

Hello everybody, is a nice pleasure to meet you and… if you already knew about me well, how are you doing? :)

This is my first time uploading anything in another language that isn't my native one, so is kind of strange and exciting at the same time… but I couldn't do it without the amazing help of my dear Scripturiens –she's an incredible author I love every single one of her stories; who I consider already my beta and editor. She kindly checked my grammar and made the spellcheck, without her this couldn't had been possible at all… so thank you, thank you very much!

So going back to terms, this is my personal archive –kind of a Fanfiction Folder, for all the crazy stuff and ideas that come to my head from my lovely OTP: Mericcup. So basically, instead of uploading a lot of different fics, I will have them all in here. The idea wasn't mine, I just take it from one of my favorite author from another fandom and so… here it is.

Some of these stories could or not had a continuation, I will making it clear at the start, so you won't get confuse or anything.

That been said, I'll invite you to read and I hope this will be good enough for all of you, who share my love for Mericcup –I'm still wishing my pray for a movie with these two on it, can come true someday.

Enjoy the reading.

First Story:

Plot. – The first part of a Guardians AU, with Hiccup as the Autumn Spirit and Merida as the Summer Spirit. The rest you will figure it out soon.

Inspirational Song. – Monster by Imagine Dragons.

A Goodbye…

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"Don't ye dare…!"

There was no need for him to turn around. He didn't have to see her, already imagining the look on her face. He knew with a perfect accuracy the expressions that accompanied the words laced with that thick accent. He had, after all, seen it thousands of times before. That and the sound of her string tensed from her bow, with an arrow or two at the ready, pointed straight at him.

That wasn't new either; it had occurred over and over for the past few weeks.

Whenever they'd been together, it would always come to this and of course...

"Why would ye do this? Why?!" she demanded, screaming with a teary, broken voice.

As usual, he remained silent, turning her back to her. He could hear her sniffling, trying to suppress any tears from escaping her cerulean blues.

Even now, she wanted to be the fiery, brave woman. The woman he loved.

He breathed hard, taking one step forward, eyes fixed on the ground beneath him. An arrow flew past his right shoulder, lodged deep into some tree far beyond.

"Don't ye move, ye... ye're not going anywhere! Ye understand lad!?" She was furious, desperate, heartbroken, confused. Notching another arrow, determined to make him stay at all cost, trying in vain to close the distance that had grown between them.

But he still move, getting away from her. There was the unbearable desire of turning around to embrace her with all his strength, burying his fingers in those soft red curls...

No, you can't… we... can't he reprimand himself, hurrying his steps. She still chased after him, not so far from the creak of his metal prosthetic, breaking through the night that was coming to an end. Reminding him, that time was closing up and he had to be as far away from her. Because that's how things are, that's what the Moon told him.

"You can no longer stay here, with the others…"

He started to run.

"You can no longer be near to them,"

"Stop! Stop please!"

"You can no longer be by her side."

He suspected that, but he tried so hard to deny the unchangeable truth.

"You were touched with the dark sand, you and your companion, both had been corrupted."

She was moving faster, screaming for him, calling his name with a force much painful than ever.

"Slowly without you even notice, the sand will spread through every corner of your body, and eventually to the doorsteps of your heart..."

He gasped for air, feeling the heavy beats on his chest, tightening with every passing second, with every call, every step closer to the edge of the forest.

"Once then, there's no turning back, no salvation..."

There it was, the sound of the waves crashing against the rocky cliff.

"He will find you."

Desperate, he raised his hand at level with his mouth.

"He will get to you."

Just a whistle and Toothless will come. Just a whistle, and together they will soar through the skies.

"He will swallow your soul..."

Leaving her behind.

"And you'll turn into a monster, a Fearling."

He was going to do it, he need to...

"HICCUP!"

It stopped.

His breath, his heart, his legs, his brain, his hand, everything stopped. The mere instant she cried his name and grabbed his arm with all her might and fierce will. Digging her nails into his skin, beneath the leather armor. She caught him. She reached him. The bow and the arrows left behind, forgotten.

"P-please... please... please... d-don't go, please... Hiccup I…" her voice was fading, breaking in painful sobs. And he could no longer avoid looking into her eyes.

The wild red mane, bright as dragon fire, wrapped around her tired, with a trembling body as she stared at him, hard, with big, wide, blue eyes. There was panic written all over her tear-streaked face.

"I... just... just can't... I want ye... I need ye…"

It seemed to him, under the dim light of the rising sun, that she was going to break into little pieces.

He had to do something.

This was his fault, there was no one else to blame, if he had restrained himself from looking at her in the shadows, none of this would have happened. But his stupid heart had betrayed him.

I had to do something… he thought trying to take control of the situation, his own emotions, and feelings.

"Meri…" he began.

"I love ye!" escaped from her lips, "I...! I'm in love with ye!"

Those words…

"An' I know my stubbornness sometimes is... an' tha' sometimes I say stupid and cruel things to ye... tha' my temper hurts ye... that I'd been mean with you… but!" she did not release his arm.

All those words…

"I'm not lying... I love ye Hiccup, I love ye more than anything!"

A throb and it made his heart beat out of control, trying to escape from his ribcage.

How many times had he imagined those words? How many nights had he dreamed about her saying them?

"Hiccup, please, don't leave me... don't go…"

The green melted in blue, and the blue bright in green. For a brief moment, there were just them.

"Mer... I…" he whispered, his body leaning to hers, cutting the distance between her lips, her love...

And he felt it, a sharp twinge passing through his neck, tightening his chest.

He tried to pull apart, shutting his eyes in pain, but her grasp was firm on him.

"Hiccup?"

Subconsciously, he squeezes one hand in a fist while the other was raised at level with his heart, where the pain was much stronger. And he knew it was the black sand.

"What's wrong?"

He could hear his humming laugh, in the back of his head.

"Hiccup?" She was worried, scared.

Because she didn't know, she didn't know that when she and Toothless were captured by their enemy, when he was rescuing them, he was touched by a dark horse of sand.

Toothless, sharing the same life as he went corrupted too. Having to take the burden alongside him, because there wasn't a cure from it. They were doomed and everyone knew except her. Nobody told her, not even him. That's why since he left under the Moon commands; she'd been hunting for him, searching for an explanation that he couldn't give.

She doesn't know, and it will stay like that… he had decided, and he would make sure of it, even if it mean harming her.

Breathing deeply, he shook his arm from her, with all his strength, like it was poison. Concealing deep inside the hurt of rejecting her.

"Don't look for me…" he said in a serious dead tone "I don't want you anymore."

"But Hiccup! I…"

"Don't you understand, Merida?" He looked straight in her eyes "I can't stand you; you're still the stupid and selfish child who killed her mother with a spell-,"

The cold words were like stabs to her heart, he knew because he was using the things that she had confessed to him, the secrets he swore to keep. Looking the sadness in her eyes was killing him, too.

But he had to continue. He had to keep lying.

"Toothless almost die because of you and your stubbornness… no, your stupidity, believing that you were capable of defeating Pitch Black all by yourself!"

She was crying again, as the words sink in the cold air between them.

"No... I... just... I didn't think…"

"Yeah, that's the problem with you; you never think... in fact you believed that I would go back if you said that you love me-"

Each word he spat with a disgusting smile.

"Of course, what could go wrong? Since, from the beginning, poor little Hiccup had been chasing after you, giving all his feelings just to had them crushed by you again, and again"

"N-no…" She started to shake. She believed in his lies.

"Well, I have bad news for you, Merida…"

The dawn was at its climax, in a shining game of colors, the light playing with the tears in her cheeks. He took a step back, near the cliff. And said his last weapon against her…

"I hate you, I despise you."

A sob escaped from her mouth at the same time, he called for Toothless. He stirred up his prosthetic to the mechanism, climbed on the saddle, looking at her for the last time. The wild, red curls, the sad blue eyes, the figure that fell to her knees, embracing her shaking self, knowing that she had lost everything.

"If you look for me again, I swear, I'll kill you."

And with that, he took to the skies. His best friend, staring at him with sorrowful eyes.

I'm sorry... I'm so sorry… he thought, hiding in the clouds, suppressing a scream of pain as it shook him down to his soul.

This, all this wasn't fair.

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To continue…

Author's Note.

Love it? Hate it? Please let me know your opinion… how? Well of course with a review! I will truly appreciate it ;)

And by the way I kind of apologize for Merida's accent, I'm not so sure it went well… so… yup, if you can help me with that I will be really grateful.