Outcast
Summary : He liked Rapunzel, and Hiccup's cool in his book. And Elsa! But Merida...
"Jack, out of all the other siblings why do you hate Merida so much?" Mother Nature asks.
"..." Jack glared at Mother. Their mother, maybe his mother, maybe not his mother. The staring contest was brief as Jack couldn't hold his gaze upon hers. He mumbled his answer.
"She's not an outcast." Jack looked up and did his best to not break eye contact. If he looked away, he might not be strong enough to hold back the tears he could feel forming. "Hiccup was ridiculed since he was born by his own father and people. Rapunzel literally had no contact with the world but the same room and her fake mother." Even before Elsa shut herself in her room for pretty much 24/7 hours, she was always kept inside the castle. "She has a loving mother and father and freaking triplets and she cast them away for—for what? To change her fate? She had a house, food, clothes—a-and for a kid-with nothing-I—" he broke off.
He didn't hate Merida for reminding him of who he is. He hated knowing she, who was so similar to him, wished to be free from the chains of her family's hold. He hated—feared—of thinking—what if—what if he had done exactly what she wanted? He had nothing. No memory. No chain. Just freedom and power to go anywhere all over the world. Merida's wish. He now knows that immortal legends were originally humans, so—so was he? If he really was once a human, did he have a family? Did he throw them away in hopes to change his fate—as vaguely wonderful it sounds? Is that why he had no memory?
