War is Waged When Love is New
Omigod! I'm so sorry! I'm a terrible author, I should have updated sooner. To make up for it, this chapter is especially long. Enjoy!
-Pitch-
I was waiting in my lair for my new collegues to arrive. I believe their names were Mother Gothel, The Red Death, Mor'du, Alvin the Treacherous, and... Hans? I thought he was dead! I recounted onhow I came to know of their existance.
Gothel was but a spirit, wishing for revenge. That Eugene/Flynn boy had been her demise, and she needed a wy to come back. So, I gave her a form, using one of my fearlings, of course. She was eternally grateful, and for that, she agreed to help me destroy the Guardians.
The Red Death actually had a child. So, the child swore to avenge his mother, and therefore to destroy Hiccup Horrendus Haddock III. The name still sent shivers down my spine. That viking legend about bad names warding off bad stuff? Not true. The fact that they were all HUGE and their names were impossible to bear kept me away. Until him... I LOVED his fear. But then the incident with those dragons... I hated him more than the Red Death did after that.
Mor'du... He was different. His spirit may have left the body, but the body was still alive. He stayed under that rock long enough to let Merida age and die. He now had no sense of decency, no reason to stop. I at least got it through his head that I wasn't an enemy. And that he would get revenge on that Merida girl was to sweet to refuse.
Alvin, well, he was fused with a dragon by accident. I have absolutely no idea how, but he was. It was disturbing. This made him immortal. And his hate for whoever did that to him, well, drove him to ally with me. He still thinks that it was Hiccup.
Hans, I know nothing about how he became immortal. It's possible that fearlings posessed him, but I'm sure I would have known.
Sandy was still under my control, but he was surprisingly weak. I guess the fear sand in his core was interupting his flow of power. Oh well, at least after a small amount of time he'd become like me, a corrupted spirit, evil and vile. Then his power would be unstoppable.
Later...
The others had been here for some time. We had been discussing all these new prophecies, talking over what they meant. I, of course, knew all of it. The discussion was short, we planned to destroy the oones who would stop us. If we could break them apart before they got together, there would be no hope of winning...
-Merida-
Hiccup and I were working away with our plans for Autumn when I caught him staring at me again. "Hic, would you stop tha'? We need to work!" I hissed at him, snapping him out of whatever trance he was in.
"Oh, sorry Mer. I was just... Um... Thinking?"
"Ne'ermind. Jus' stop tha', we need to ge' to work." I rolled my eyes at him. He was always staring, but he'd never tell me why.
"What colours should we make the leaves this year?" Hiccup sighed, turning back to his journal.
"Hic, you know we aren't allowed ta change the colours."
Hiccup raised his head. "Sorry, Mer. Guess I'm just a little out of sorts today."
I rested my hand on his shoulder. "Hic, i's a'righ'. We jus' need to decide where ta star' this year."
"You're right." Hiccup raised his head to face me. He shot a small glance over my shoulder. "Merida, LOOK OUT!"
I turned around, readying my bow. "Mor'du..." I whispered at the figure lumbering towards me.
"Oh, come on! You've got to be kidding me. Wasn't once enough? Ugh, the Gods must hate me." Hiccup cursed under his breath. A small gasp escaped his mouth. "A-Alvin? Wh-what happened to you?" A small gulp came from the boy. "Who fused you with a Monsterous Nightmare?"
"You did, boy! You did this to me!" I turned my head slightly to see what Hiccup was talking about. The man was huge, he had a dragons snout on his face and leathery scales up his arms, but his hands were human. He had leathery red and black wings upon his back. "AND I WILL HAVE MY REVENGE!"
I turned my head back around to see Mor'du raise his claws to strike. I pulled Hiccup onto the ground as I ducked. "Hic, we need to ge' ou' o' here." I whispered. Hiccup nodded, then whistled for Toothless.
"C'mon, bud." Hiccup muttered under his breath pushing himself up. Alvin rushed at him, prepring to blow fire.
"HICCUP!" I screeched, "Behind you!" Hiccup turned, and raised his blade to pary Alvins fire breath.
Toothless rushed out of the woods, shooting Alvin down with a Plasma Blast, while the other dragon hissed in hatred. I was so caught up in Hiccups fight that I wasn't watching my own back. "MERIDA!" Hiccup called, knocking me tothe ground. Mor'du stumbled over the two of us. Before Mor'du could turn back to us, Toothless distracted him, giving us time to get rid of Alvin and the dragon.
"-Wha's tha'?" I pointed to the dragon as Hiccup helped me up.
"That?" He chuckled nervously. "That, Mer, is the Red Death. And it's been dead for nearly 700 years."
I gasped. "Then how is it here?"
Hiccup sent me a glance before speaking again. "I was wondering the same thing." Alvin made a move to attack Toothless. "NO!" Hiccup shouted, blocking Alvins blow. I shot an arrow towards the huge dragon, but it only bounced of the dragons skin. "Toothless, c'mon bud." Hiccup climbed onto his dragons back.
I saw Hiccup motion for me to climb on. I ran towards him and Toothless, only to be stopped by Mor'du. "Mer! Run!" Hiccup called, launching into the sky and attacking from behind.
Like Hiccup said, I ran. But unlucky for me, I ran back into the clutches of the Red Death. Only now did I begin to take in its true size. "Help mah boab..." I muttered under my breath.
A plasma blast hit the dragon before it could pounce on me. "Mer! You okay?" Hiccup called. "Climb on!" I noticed he was beside me.
Hiccup pulled me onto Toothless, and shot up into the sky. He looked back down to see the Red Death spreading its wings to join us. Alvin was already in the air. "C'mon, bud. Let's go."
Toothless shot forward at breakneck speeds, causing me to hold onto Hiccup. "Wha's he doin'?!" I screamed.
Hiccup glanced nervously at me. "Getting us out of here. We've fought that thing before, it's why I'm missing a foot." He looked back at the dragon, who was now chasing after us. "And based on the size of this one, I'm going to lose more than that this time."
"You los' yer foot to tha' thing?! Why didn'tcha tell me?"
Hiccup looked back ahead of us. "It's not a pleasant story." Hiccup tensed as Toothless stopped. "What's wrong, bud?" I glanced around.
"Wha's tha'?" I whispered.
"Wild dragons. Toothless, go!"
Toothless shot ahead, being chased by said wild dragons. "Get ready to dive, Toothless!" I shouted.
Hiccup nodded at the Night Fury, who dived almost all the way down into the ocean. I looked up. The dragons were looking around, trying to spot us.
"Hiccup." I whispered, "We need to find shelter."
I saw Hiccup shoot me a small understanding glance before telling the dragon where to go.
Toothless flew so fast I had to bury my head in Hiccups shoulder to keep from falling. Before I knew it, we had stopped. "Mer, we're here. You can get off now."
I blushed a little, knowing I still had my head buried in Hiccups shoulder. "O-oh, right." I quickly pushed myself off the dragon, almost falling to the ground of the cove we had landed in, but Hiccup caught me.
"Mer, don't worry. I won't bite." He chuckled when I pulled away from him. "C'mon, there's a cave over here."
When he noticed I couldn't walk, he put me back on Toothless, and walked alongside the dragon. "Thanks, Hic." I whispered, "I owe ya one."
"Goodnight, Mer." He whispered back, lying on the cave floor on the other side of Toothless. I couldn't help but think about how kind Hiccup had been to me since we met...
"Who are you?!" I asked a boy sitting on a dragon.
The boy smiled. "My name is Hiccup. This here is Toothless," Hiccup gestured to the dragon, "And we're the new Autumn spirits."
I scoffed. "How can an immortal dragon be an Autumn spirit?"
"Well, he isn't, but he's my best friend. Actually, he's my only friend." Hiccup replied sheepishly.
"Yer no' supposed to have dragons." I then noticed his foot. "Wha' happened to yer foot?"
Hiccup grimaced. "It's... Not something I like to talk about." He glanced fondly at the dragon. "Why can't Toothless stay? It's not like he'll cause any damage."
"Yes, he will. All dragons do."
Hiccup recoiled at my words. "Everything you know about them is wrong!" He snarled, pattin his dragon. "I've trained them, my village... Used to ride them. They're not what you think they are!"
"You said 'used to'. What happened to your village, Hiccup?"
Another grimace crossed his face. "They were all... Murdered..." He choked on his words as he spoke, "By... The Outcasts, and... Dagur."
Even the dragon shuddered at the name Dagur. "You know Dagur?" I whispered.
"H-he was... An enemy of my tribe, and so were the Outcasts. They formed an alliance to destroy us after 5 years of us living in peace with the dragons." He gulped. "Th-they slaughtered everyone. I was the last to fall... I was cheif after my father died, and... Dagur wanted to have Toothless' head... And to kill me. He at least fulfilled one of his wishes. Toothless managed to escape, but I wasn't so lucky."
"How did you come back?"
He then muttered five words that I knew so well. "The Man in the Moon."
I woke up, still thinking about our first encounter. He had never asked how I knew Dagur. "Hic?" I shoke him awake from over Toothless.
"Yeah, Mer?" Hiccup asked drowsily.
"Ah noticed you ne'er asked how Ah knew Dagur." I whispered.
Hiccup blinked his eyes open. "I didn't think you wanted me to know." He whispered back, grunting as he pushed himself up.
"Do you wan' to?" I asked slowly.
Hiccup sighed. "Sure, Mer. Are you sure you want to talk about it?" He looked genuinely concerned.
"Yes," I gave him a small smile, and he relaxed. "Well, mah story isn't as heroic as yers, bu' it's still abou' a battle."
Hiccup nodded. "Go on, I'm listening."
"For awhile, us Scotsmen though' tha' our war with the Vikings was o'er. Until tha' one nigh'..." A single tear fell from my eye, and Hiccup moved over to comfort me. "These Vikings invaded mah home of DunBroch, they killed our men and took some o' the women. Only a few managed ta get into the castle... Among them was Dagur." I sighed. "We had recen'ly signed a treaty with a differen' tribe o' Vikings... Ah beleive they were called 'The Hairy Hoolagans'." Hiccup tensed at the mention of this name. "Hic, what's wrong?"
"Th-that was my tribe..." He whispered, relaxing.
"Oh..."
"Mer..." Hiccup was still tense.
"Alrigh'. Well, like ah was sayin', A few of them go' into the castle. Mah father, Fergus, he was killed from behind. They chained me mum, and took her. Mah brothers... Mah wee little brothers..." I felt more tears escape my eyes. "Dagur killed them infron' o' me an' mah mum. Ah was shattered. And then... They loaded the two o' us onto the boa'. Dagur gave me a choice... He said tha' I could become his wife, or I could die. I chose death. I ne'ver did meet the son of the cheif. Apparen'ly he had become a new suitor for me... I jus' wish I could have met 'im before Dagur killed 'im."
Hiccup gave me a sad smile. "You know, he hadn't killed him before he killed you. He killed you first. He boasted bout how he had killed the King, Princes and Princess of DunBroch, and taken the Queen as his prize." Hiccup grimaced. "He also boasted of your beauty, and courage to defy him, but how he had destroyed the one thing that had held Scotland together."
"You knew the cheifs son? Wha' was he like?" I was genuinely curious. After all, he might've become my betrothed.
"Well, he's not the most open guy in the world, but he was very kind. Sometimes sarcastic, but his heart was in the right place. For the first part of his life, he was shunned and called a nuiscance. He would dream every night about the one girl all the boys liked... Astrid Hofferson." Instead of sighing at the beloved memory of the girl, he grimaced. "They mocked him every time he made even the smallest mistakes. He was even disowned by his own fther when he made a choice any Viking would have been ashamed of at that time, siding with the dragons."
"Wha'?!" Disowned by his father?! That wasn't right!
Hiccup motioned for me to stop. "But that changed when he defeated one of the most horrible enemies of our tribe at that time, the dragon queen. He almost died, but his dragon saved him." I gasped. He almost died? He was a hero... "He was unconcious for about three weeks, but he came to. But that was before he met Alvin..."
"There's more to the story?"
"Yes. The first time he met Alvin was when Alvin was looking for the 'Dragon Conquerer'. Of course, he sacrificed himself to help his village, but his friends brought him back. He met Dagur when they were reinstating the peace treaty when Dagur had become the cheif of his tribe." Hiccup let out a sigh. "They decided against telling Dagur about the dragons. That was their mistake, because when he found out, he swore to kill the cheifs son, and have his dragons head on a platter. He did manage to accomplish one of those feats about 5 years after that, but the dragon escaped."
"Wha' did he look like?"
Hiccup smiled. "Well, he had shaggy brown hair, green eyes, and a crooked grin, or so his friends told him. It looked sort of cheeky. He was the scrawniest in the entire village, and he was always making a mess of things. Though, if you had seen how he grew up, he became one of the most valuable warriors of our tribe. But he broke Astrids heart when he was told that he was to compete for the Princess' of DunBrochs heart." He sighed. "He hoped that she could compare to what he'd lost..." Hiccup gave a small sigh.
I saw the defeated look on Hiccups face, as if he knew what that was like. "Wha' was his name?" I asked gently.
"His name?" Hiccup looked at Toothless' still sleeping form and sighed in defeat. "His name was Hiccup, Hiccup Horrendus Haddock the III."
I stumbled back. Hiccup was the cheifs son?! "Wh-why didn't you tell me?" I stuttered, looking at him with terror.
"I-I'm sorry... I didn't want you to hate me just because I was supposed to compete for your heart..." Hiccup looked down, dejectedly. "I guess not telling you just made you more likely to hate me, huh?"
I was still in utter shock. Hiccup was the son of a cheif?! "I-I don't hate you..." I mumbled, causing Hiccup to look at me again. "I'm just shocked..."
Hiccup pushed himself up. "Well, one thing you should know... The cheifs son... He thinks that the Princess of DunBroch outmatches Astrid in, well, everything." He smiled, shaking Toothless awake. Before climbing on, he smiled at me. "And he would like to thank you for being so kind to him, but he needs to leave... He doesn't want to upset you any longer."
"Hiccup! Wait!" I called, before he could leave. "Please, don't go..." I whispered.
Hiccup slid off Toothless and walked towards me. "Mer, I won't leave if you don't want me to." Hiccup whispered as he took my hands. "But we do have to move our hideout, the dragons are getting close."
"Alrigh'." I said as he pulled me up. "Le's go."
I sighed as the two of us climbed onto Toothless and took off. Hiccup was the suitor she never got to meet? Well, it did make sense...
"So, Mer, you okay?" Hiccup glanced at me.
I sighed. "N-no..."
"Do you want to talk about it?"
I shook my head and buried my head in his shoulder, crying silently. How did I not see it before? He looked so much like that boy who had accompanied the man, Stoick...
We sat in uncomfortable silence until I broke it. "Was your fathers name Stoick?" I whispered.
Hiccup tensed. "Y-yes..."
"Sorry, Hic. I don' wan' to upset you. Ah shouldn' have mentioned tha'..."
I felt Hiccup relax. "No, it's okay Mer." Hiccup sighed. "You didn't know."
I sighed. Perhaps I overreacted... I sobbed into Hiccups shoulder, and rather loudly at that.
"Mer, shh, don't cry. It's okay..." Hiccup sid of the dragon, taking me with him. I screamed before he caught me, walking over to a nearby rock to set me down.
"Hic, did you mean wha' you said earlier? Abou' me bein' be'er than Astrid?" I sniffled, looking down.
Hiccup raised my chin to look at him. "Every word."
He then did something I'd never have thought of him to do. He kissed me.
When Hiccup pulled away, he frowned. "S-sorry... I shouldn't have... I shouldn't have done that."
"No, Hic, it's fine." I whispered, hugging him.
It took Hiccup awhile to hug me back, but he did nonetheless. "Mer, you're amazing. Don't ever forget that." Hiccup whispered as he pulled away.
"Ah promise." I whispered back, knowing that this would calm him. It did.
-Rapunzel-
Okay, so I'd heard of all the prophecies. I'd alsoheard of how Jack, my Jack, had moved on! How could he?! And with my cousin Elsa?! Oh, he'd gone to far. I mean, seriously? It had been 412 years since I died! Don't you think he'd have dropped in to say hello? I then thought about it. Maybe that other boy, Hiccup, would be nice. I knew where I had to go, so I set foot towards the North Pole.
Unfortunately, Pitch had other plans.
Before you ask, yes, I knew Pitch. He was darkness, and I was light. So naturally we hated each other. Except we would talk about how incompetant Jack Frost is. He would curse him for not joining him, and I would curse him for leaving me. It was his fault I died, after all. Because of him, I fell in love with Flynn, Eugene, whatever. And then, he didn't come back after that. So naturally, out of spite, I married Eugene. I had never meant for my relaitionship with Eugene to be so serious. But of course, I HAD to get pregnant. I HAD to go into labour. I HAD to die!
Pitch would sympathize with me, and I with him. It didn't stop until he corrupted Sandy. I hadn't seen Pitch in 10 years. So, of course, he had to show his ugly face. And with Gothel, nonetheless.
"What do you want?!" I screamed at Pitch. "You left me out in the cold, just like Jack!"
"Please, Rapunzel. Come with me. Mother knows best!" Gothel smiled at me.
"No." I snarled, setting both of them in shock. "You are NOT my mother. You didn't know best back then, and you certainly don't know best right now!" My voice was raising ever so slightly by the second. "And YOU Pitch, you should know better to show your ugly face after you've abandonned me." Pitch was horrified at this new side of me. "DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT I'VE GONE THROUGH THE PAST TEN YEARS, PITCH?! NO! YOU HAD NO FUCKING TIME!" Gothel gasped at my language. "YOU WERE SO FUCKING BUSY WITH REVENGE THAT YOU FORGOT ABOUT ME! THE ONLY ONE WHO KNEW HOW BIG AN ASS JACK FROST IS!" I lowered my voice to a threatening whisper. "You have absolutely no idea how much pain I've been through since you left me here. I was dying of sorrow, and you didn't care." I sniffed, turning away from them.
"Oh, Rapunzel." Pitch whispered. "I had no idea. I know Jack did this to you. If you join us, you could have revenge."
I had to admit, revenge was tempting. Instead of saying yes, I sneered. "I won't I'm going to go to the North Pole, and I'm going to win Jacks heart back from my cousin. She'll never know what hit her."
Pitch looked horrified as he saw my sneer. He wasn't used to it. "Umm, okay..." Both Pitch and Gothel disappeared into the shadows.
I sneered even more as I faced the direction of the North Pole. "Elsa, Jack, prepare yourselves for some heartbreak."
DON'T KILL ME! *whimpers* I know the dark side of Rapunzel isn't great, but I had to. The Jackunzel is important to the story. So is whatever slight Janna I-I SAID NOTHING! There is no Janna... But seriously, the drama is good for the story! ^.^ Tell me what you thought! This was a long chapter, just like I said I would make it(AT THE BEGINNING OF THE CHAPTER!). So, bye! Keep the fire burning!