Summary: You know about Jack Frost, the spirit of Winter, but do you know of the other seasonal Guardians? Well, here are their stories.

Genre: friendship; Adventure; slight tragedy

Pairings: I'll be trying to avoid any pairings, but it may develop into Jackunzel and/or Mericup

A/N: So, the first few chapters will be about how Hiccup, Merida, and Rapunzel became spirits, after that I'll get to the actual story. And, yes, they all die somehow because, well, Kali (my Dark Muse) wants some time in the spotlight.

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Chapter one: Hiccup, spirit of Autumn

The Vikings of Berk had been living peacefully with dragons for several years thanks to the now sixteen year old Hiccup (I'm just going to make them all somewhere around fifteen to seventeen). Hiccup was, as usual, flying on Toothless. Hiccup stood up and leapt easily over a small rock overhang before landing back in the saddle.

"Good one, Toothless." Hiccup told his faithful dragon, stroking the warm scales.

Later that day, Hiccup and Toothless ate a lunch of fish on a beach, but the beach was not on Berk, as Hiccup had thought. They were on an enemy island. Suddenly, from the bushes, a group of not-too-happy looking Vikings leapt out at the intruders. Hiccup leapt to his feet.

"What are you doing on our island?" one of the Vikings, who was obviously the leader, asked roughly.

"W-we got lost, we didn't know this was your island!" Hiccup told them; nervously glancing at the large axes they carried.

But the Vikings were hearing none of it. Hiccup had trespassed on their land, their beach. Trespassers had to die. One of the Vikings leapt at Hiccup, but Toothless was quicker and leapt between them. But a Monstrous Nightmare quickly attacked the Night Fury. Both dragons fought furiously, but the Nightmare had been trained for this. The Nightmare's large fangs sunk into Toothless's neck. Ruby red liquid poured from the Night Fury's throat, staining the ground with blood.

"No! Toothless!" Hiccup cried, tears beginning to flow from the green grey eyes.

Toothless clawed the Nightmare, catching the dragon's eyes. The Nightmare roared and let go, stumbling back from the dying Night Fury. Hiccup, rage filling him at the sight of his best friend lying on the ground, attacked the Vikings. But, in his rage, Hiccup had forgotten about the axes they still carried. Soon, both dragon and rider lay on the blood stained ground.

Hiccup awoke in a familiar setting. The valley where he'd found Toothless several years before. The moon shone brightly on him, explaining that he. Had. Been. Killed. Hiccup stared up at the Moon.

"But, h-how am I here?"The teenager asked.

"Because I have chosen you, Hiccup, to be the spirit of Autumn." The Moon replied.

"Wait, w-where is Toothless?" Hiccup asked, a bit afraid of the answer.

As if on cue, a large black dragon leapt out at him. Hiccup laughed as Toothless growled playfully. Then Hiccup noticed something, Toothless's tail was whole again, no longer missing a flap. And his leg, Hiccup looked down and saw that his leg was also whole again.

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A/N: Well, what'd ya think? Dark? Angsty? Tragic? Fine? Great? Good? Bad( if so, please review so I can improve it)?