Hiccup opened his eyes, yawned, and swung his legs to the side of his bed. Leaves crunched under his legs, the prosthetic squeaking. 'I really need to make a new prosthetic,' thought the King of Autumn as he walked to his berry patches. They weren't ripe yet, but that wasn't a problem. Hiccup waved his hand over the berry patches and the berries grew until they were ripe and ready to eat. Hiccup picked raspberries, strawberries, blueberries, and others and put them in a basket. The boy smiled. One of the benefits of being the controller of Autumn was he could control the harvest and food. While he was turning the berries into jam and putting it on his pancakes, the boy saw a ghostly girl in a green dress fly through the forest to get to Hiccup. She looked like she was in a hurry. "Ah, Mulan, good morning." Said Hiccup as he threw a berry in the air and caught it in his mouth. "Morning, Hiccup. There has been a Season call at the Pole." Said Mulan. She was probably one of the favorites of Hiccup's ghost helpers. Hiccup liked how most of the ghosts didn't call him 'Lord Hiccup' or suck up to him or anything. That was annoying. Hiccup finished his breakfast, thanked Mulan, and whistled. A large black dragon flew down and landed next to Hiccup. "Hey, bud, morning. Your wing is in Mulan's body, by the way." Said Hiccup to his dragon. "It's OK. I didn't feel anything." Said Mulan. Hiccup smiled. "Mulan, you're in charge until I get back. Make sure the ghosts don't scare too many humans. Keep Aladdin away from the wandering humans. Knowing what happens when we get together, I'll be back as soon as a couple of weeks." Said Hiccup, getting on Toothless. "How do you feel about going to the Pole?" Asked Hiccup. Toothless looked excited and took off. Mulan waved at the Nightfury as he flew away.
"What's the problem now?" Asked an annoyed Merida as she appeared as a Wisp, then reverted back to her original form. "Do ye know how hard it is to get summer goin' without Frost messin' it up?" Asked the Queen of the Wisps as she blew a piece of flaming hair out of her face. "This is about Frost, hothead." Said Bunny. "What's wrong with him?" Asked Hiccup as he walked through the door with Toothless. "He won't wake up. Hiccup, is it possible for a spirit to die again?" Asked Rapunzel. "I don't think so. It's possible for a spirit to be corrupted," Said Bunny. At the word 'corrupted', the Seasons flinched. Being corrupted was not fun, and far from painless. ", But not for one to be killed, unless they didn't die before they became spirits." "So why won't he wake up?" Asked Rapunzel. "Hold on a second." Said Hiccup, and walked over to a room. He knocked and walked in the room. A minute and a crash later, the King of Autumn came out with a sleepy-looking Kozmotis. "What is it, I was catching up on sleep. It's not easy giving nightmares to all the bad children in the world. You don't know how many bad children there are and what happened?" Asked Kozmotis as he looked at the sad face of Rapunzel. "Jack won't wake up, and it's definitely not normal. Since it would be more difficult translating Sandy's charades, I figured we should bring you out to help." Said Hiccup. Kozmotis groaned. "Fine. What time is it? I hope I didn't sleep too late." Said the man with the English accent. "It's eight in the mornin' 'ere." Said Merida grouchily. "Good, I didn't sleep too late. Where's Jack?" Asked Kozmotis. Rapunzel pointed to where Jack was. They had dragged him out of his room, on to the carpet. Kozmotis walked over to him and put his right index finger on the younger spirit's forehead. "You're right about this not being a normal sleep. Jack was locked within his own mind by someone with whom I am well acquainted, unfortunately." Said Kozmotis. "Do you know how to get the frostbite out?" Asked Bunny. "Yes, I do know how to get him out, but I will need help." Said Kozmotis. "Let's wait 'til Sandy wakes up, then we'll send the signal." Said Bunny. "While we wait, I am going to the kitchen to make some tea. Does anyone else want tea?" Asked Kozmotis.
Inside Jack's mind, it was still night and in a forest. Jack opened his eyes to see the teenager from earlier shooting arrows at passing birds. The teenager turned around to see Jack awake. "Ah, good morning, little spirit." Said the teenager. Jack got a better look at him. He had messy blond hair and what looked like a toga with golden outlines. The boy was wearing no shoes, a quiver strapped over his back, and arrows in a sheath next to him. On his head was a golden laurel wreath. "Morning? It doesn't look like it." Said Jack, getting up. "It is out in the physical world. We're trapped in your mind." Said the man. "Who are you?" Asked Jack, looking curiously at him. "Name's Apollo." Said the man. Jack frowned-he recognized the name, but he couldn't place where he had heard it. "So, how are we trapped here, how can you see me, and how did you get in my head?" Asked Jack. "We're trapped here because of Morpheus-or maybe that was Icelus. I can never tell those two apart. Anyway, he cast some sort of spell. He may not be Hecate, but he knows enough about magic to cause trouble. I can see you because I'm not human, little spirit. Phantasos helped me get here. My sister stayed behind to watch over my body." Said Apollo. "You have a sister?" Asked Jack. "We're twins, her name is Artemis. We're as close as siblings can be, but we do argue sometimes. She didn't want to stay, she wanted to come with me. We rarely leave each other's side, unless she's on a hunt with her Hunters, but even then I sometimes come." Said Apollo. "So how do we get out of here?" Asked Jack. "I don't know, I guess we wait for someone over mastery of the Dreamworld to get us out." Said Apollo.
"So what do we do in the meantime?" Asked Jack, trying to make frost on the ground. It wasn't working. "You need to stay calm. If you get frightened or angry, then monsters of your imagination will come. If you're killed in your mind, then you're dead in real life." Said Apollo. "It doesn't matter if you're a spirit. In your dream last night, you were human. That's what you'll stay until we get out of here." "Why am I human?" Muttered Jack, looking at his hair, which was brown. "I don't know, so don't ask me." Said Apollo.
"Sandy's 'ere." Said Merida when the sandman came in on an airplane made of golden sand. So, what's the problem? Said the Sandman using charades. "The problem is that Frost here won't wake up." Said Kozmotis, then noticed that he called Jack 'Frost'. He rarely did that, unless he were mad at the winter spirit and when he was Pitch. It couldn't be the latter. Thought Kozmotis, but he had his doubts. He was snapped out of his train of thought when Rapunzel tapped him on the shoulder. "What is it?" Asked Kozmotis. "Sandy needs your help." Said Rapunzel. Kozmotis walked over to Jack, along with Sandy. The former Nightmare King touched Jack's forehead and grabbed Sandy's hand. Sandy let his golden dream sand flow with Kozmotis's nightmare sand. It reached Jack in a flash of light. When that flash was gone, Jack had only fluttered his eyelids. "This spell on him is too powerful, I can't break it, even with Sandy's help. We need the help of a god." Said Kozmotis. "There are gods?" Asked Bunny. "Yes. Greek, Roman, Norse, Egyptian, they're all there. Some of them are just alternate personalities of the other gods, like the Greek and Roman. Hiccup, you're a Viking, you've believed in the Norse gods all your life, Rapunzel has believed in Germanic gods, and Merida the Celtic gods. We're going to need the Oneiroi, though." Said Kozmotis. "Quickly, too. The longer Jack's asleep, the closer he is to being at the River Styx."
