The sun was shining across the window of the room. Rapunzel was sitting on her bed. Alone. As usual. She was often alone in this tower. Of course, sometimes, her mother, Gothel, was meeting her. It was always the same. She was kissing her Little Flower, then she was watching her body in the mirror, especially her face and butt, and finally was asking her Little Flower to sing. And Rapunzel sang.
She loved her mother. She loved her so much. She was the one who brought her up, and learnt her everything she knew. Rapunzel knew that her mother was really brave to go outside to bring her everything she can need, even if outside was very dangerous.
But once again Rapunzel was alone, sat on her bed, sad. Her long, long magic blond hair snaking all around her. She was thinking. She was thinking of a new life. A new way to enjoy living. In spite of her mother's ideas, she knew that it couldn't be possible that everybody on Earth was bad. Some people would be good ! So why didn't she know anybody ? Why didn't she have any friend ? Except Pascal, the chameleon of course.
She raised her eyes on the window, watching the blue sky, as if she was waiting something to happen.

The minutes were going. Slowly. And suddenly she heard something upstairs. A tiny high-pitched sound, like a glass which breaks. 'Pascal ?' She said, but the green animal was next her on the bed. It couldn't be her mother, how did she climbed the tower without her help ? 'Mother ?' Rapunzel tried, knowing it was useless. She stood up of her bed, and went down the stairs furtively. Nobody was here.
She slowly walked toward the great window, to see if there was something down, when her naked foot hurt something cold. She jumped with a small shout and watched the floor. A little pink ball, which seemed to be in crystal or glass rolled under her feet.

The red curly hair young woman hold a curious hand toward the green glass ball she just seen shining on the river, and caught it carefully. Merida escaped the castle, and especially her mother, a hour ago, to her daily archery training. She just had this eternal conversation with her mother, about her "very pressed wedding". As a princess, she had to marry a prince, loved to repeat her mother. But who needs love when you have an amazing land to discover, forests to explore, mountains to climb and lakes to cross ?
Once again she reached every centers of the targets she scientifically placed in the forest. She was proud of her success, and completely sweaty. She was washing her face in the river when she saw this strange green rock gleaming in the clear water. Angus, her horse was drinking next to her, giving any attention to the strange object she just discovered. She made it trundle in her white palms, hypnotized by the beauty of the green thing. It was not bigger than a pebble, all round, as a sphere and when Merida watched closer, she guessed green crystal leaves floating inside it.
Suddenly, the ball lighted up violently, blinding the young princess. She closed her hands but the light was more and more powerful. The green pebble seemed to resist and Merida couldn't totally close her hands. She was forced to open them, and let the light dazzle her blue eyes.
And everything became white.

When Hiccup woke up, he was stretched out on a black dusty floor. His head was beating inside. The last thing he remembered was a violent flash of light, get out of the orange glass ball he found on the forest during an exploration with Toothless.
Toothless.
Where was the Night Fury? Hiccup stood up quickly and looked all around him. Everything was dark. He was in a forest of burn trees. Everything was burned. The ground, the trunks, the branches… Any sign of living except him in this huge infinite of darkness. 'Toothless!?' He shouted. 'Toothless where are you?'
But he was alone. He tried to understand what happened. Then he remembered the orange ball with the crystal dead leaves floating inside. The ball sent him in this place. He began to search in his pockets, trying to find it. Suddenly, he felt a strange warm on his chest. He touched it carefully, and felt something round in the place of his heart. He took off his shirt and saw the orange crystal ball embed on his chest. He had a muffled whine and touched it on one's fingertips. The ball made a weak light, which calmed down the young man.
Hiccup noticed that he didn't have any injury on his body, and the big scar of his arm has disappeared. He lowered his eyes on his wooden leg, hoping deep down within himself that his real leg has reappeared. It was not the case. But instead of his old wooden leg, another fake leg was fixed to his calf. This leg was all gold, with golden leaves carved in the shining wood. He watched it filled with wonder. He tried to walk, and saw that this new fake leg was light and precise. Hiccup started to jump and to run. This wooden leg was like a real one. Hiccup was laughing like a little boy with a new toy.
His leg was the only colored thing in this dead forest.
A crack resounded behind him.

Jack held his stick in front of him, ready to attack. It was the first silhouette he saw since he woke up in this dark forest after the blue crystal ball's flash. He began to walk, searching for something, anything. And after minutes of random walking in the darkness, he finally saw someone. He came closer slowly, the young man with the shining wooden leg turning his back. He saw him touching his chest and found the same kind of ball he has embed on his own chest. This guy's ball was orange, instead of blue, like his. Jack began to understand that this guy woke up like him, in this vast forest of shadows, and deduced that he should not be an enemy. But we never knew. Jack was walking silently, when he unfortunately walked on dead twig. The little crack resonated greatly in the silent forest, and the stranger jumped face to Jack and looked at him with afraid big eyes.
Jack rushed on the young man and pressed him on the floor with his stick.

'Ouch!' The stranger moaned.
'Who are you?' Jack shouted
'Hey I… I can't breath…I…'
'I said, who are you?' Jack repeated, releasing his stick.
The young man stood up with an enormous breath. He ribbed his bottom and held his hand toward the white hair guy who just tried to kill him.
'Hi, I'm Hiccup.' He said.
'Where did you find the orange ball? Why are you here? Do you know something? Answer!' Shouted Jack.
'I… I don't know anything! I woke up here, with this ball in my chest!'
'Liar!'
'I swear! I don't know where we are! I don't know anything! I'm completely lost!' Hiccup whined.
'Fine, fine, don't cry…' Jack said, understanding he had been a bit to much aggressive.
'Ok, well, let's start again. Hi, I'm Hiccup.'
'Hiccup?' Jack smiled.
'Yes. Hiccup. And you are…?'
'Oh, I'm Jack. Jack Frost.'
'Nice to meet you.' Hiccup said, shaking their hands.