THIS IS A SLIGHT REVISION OF THE TENTH CHAPTER. I WENT BACK TO ADD A BIT MORE DETAIL IN CERTAIN AREAS.

Back wit another chapter everybody!

This chapter takes place a week after the Guardians' first encounter with Alvin, just to let you know. Wanna thank all you for liking this story, and I'm still going.

Prelude

My name is Hiccup Haddock, and I'm the fastest man alive. After recovering from a ten month coma, I think I may have found my calling in life: to help others who really need it. But to do it, I can't go at alone. Fortunately, there are others willing to help. I'm coming across things that defy logic and explanation, but in time, I'll learn to adjust. After all, I'm adaptable.

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Whiteness.

Pure, unfiltered whiteness. That is what filled the vision of one man as he trudged across the nothingness of his existence. Every step he took was mute; no sound, no noise of any kind. Nothingness. Blank. Surreal.

The man in question: he had black hair in a ponytail, a red button down shirt, brown pants, a gun in his left hand, and a dissonant smile on his face.

Hey Joe

Where you going with that gun in your hand

With every step he took, he sang an old tune to keep his mind off of the whiteness that surrounded every corner, every nook and cranny that could be covered. He raised the volume of his voice as he walked, making no sound while doing so.

Hey Joe

I said 'where you going with that gun in you hand'

The man in question saw a black speck of existence in his sight; an oval shaped, black portal-esque image materialized twenty feet in front of him. "This better be the right place. Then, oh she's gonna pay for wanting not to be with a man as glorious as I am!" he said out loud, aware of the fact that no one else was around.

That fact alone was enough to nearly send him into a rage; but he had self-control now, and losing that self-control would also mean losing the opportunity right in front of him.

I'm goin' down to shoot my lady

I caught her messin' round with another man

The man's tune became louder and louder with every step as he inched close and closer toward his target.

Yeah I'm goin to go shoot down my lady

You know I caught her messin' round with another man

He finally was in front of the black mass, which moved like ripples in the ocean. He smiled at the sight in front of him; finally he was going to get his so very deserved revenge for slights against him. How dare she think that she could be without him! How dare she reject him so cruelly and smiling that smug ass smile!

He stepped through the portal, said portal making a water dripping like sound, and he fell from a somewhat high place, accentuated by him tumbling face down into what looked like a bathtub/shower combination.

The black haired man forced himself up and placed his pistol in his gun pouch, which laid on the right side of his hip. He moved the shower curtains out of the way and stepped onto the marble floor, which was replaced by wood when he walked through the open door threshold.

He couldn't see very well, being that it was the middle of the night and all. Not deterred, the man stomped around and began grabbing at anything he could, hopefully trying to find the object of his desire.

He scrounged around on the table, moving chairs roughly that they slid back a few inches. Nothing there. He moved around and about, not caring that he was stepping on or knocking over things in his way. He was proceeding to get more and more frustrated, exemplified by him gritting his teeth and growling. His anger was even more exemplified by the clenching of his fists, annoyed that he was not seeing any sign of what he was looking for.

*TWIK*

The light of the house flickered on as Hiccup was staring at his partially ruined living room. In his line of sight, he saw the black haired man standing over the things he knocked over, one of which being his movie collection. Discs and VHS tapes were scattered all across the floor, and one of the parts of his couch was also flipped over. The brunet scowled at the man in front of him.

"The hell are you doing in my house?!" Hiccup shouted.

"Where is she?!"

"Where is who?!"

"You know what I'm talking about! You're hiding something from me, aren't you?!" the dark haired man said, reaching for his gun.

Hiccup, perception kicking in, was able to spot this and he picked up the nearest object (a plate) and chucked it at the intruder, which stopped him from getting his gun. He zoomed to his kitchen and picked up a broom, which he intended to use as a weapon against the guy invading his house.

Walking toward him, Hiccup attempted to hit him with said broom, only to get a kick in the stomach and drop the thing he was going to use to hit him.

"You dare go up against the mighty Gaston!" the man raged, using his full name in the process.

He took out his gun and tried to shoot Hiccup, who rolled away in time to dodge the bullets. The brunet got up, sped toward the man, Gaston, and rammed him up against a wall, taking some of the breath out of him.

"I don't know who the hell you are, but I don't know what you're talking about!" Hiccup declared. Gaston headbutted him and tried to shoot him again, but Hiccup knocked the gun clean out of his hand and smacked him in the face.

Gaston reacted by backhanding Hiccup and moving to the other side of the living room. "I see that she isn't here, that whore! If I see you again, little maggot, I will crush you. Trust me on that one!" And Hiccup saw something that would astonish him: Gaston faced toward the wall, put out his hand, and shot out what looked like a square mirror. He watched as the dark haired intruder entered said mirror and vanished, with the mirror shattering into pieces as he left.

Hiccup just lied on the ground and sucked in a breath at the situation; things sure were getting weirder and weirder.

DREAM Labs

10:06 a.m.

Presentation Room

"Hiccup, could you repeat what you just said?" was the voice of Dr. Hiddleston as he and the rest of the meta-humans listened to what Hiccup was spouting off. They were all gathered at the main table of the presentation room

The young male sighed at the response and put his face in his hands; why did he have to say it again. "What, you guys don't believe me?! I'm telling you what I saw was true!"

"So sum ideeit broke in yer house and got awee wit a mirror?" Merida said, skepticism coming form her words as she watched Hiccup, crossing her arms the whole time. She could not believe that she was interrupted from her readings of the sport of archery because of some bullshit story.

"Yes!" Hiccup said, agitated at Merida's skepticism.

"Oh come on, man! You sure you weren't dreaming?" Jack spoke up, a little ice sculpture in his hand as he turned his head to look at Hiccup.

"If I were dreaming Jack, I wouldn't have got this." Hiccup took out a pistol and slammed it onto the table, surprising everyone there.

"Whoa, I didn't know you were packing!" Rapunzel blurted out, wide-eyed at Hiccup.

"It's not mine Punz, I knocked it out of my little bed intruder's(*) hand."

"Give me the gun Hiccup," Dr. Hiddleston ordered, to which Hiccup complied with. "I'll have to check this thing for fingerprints to find out who your little friend is." He wheeled away into the computer data room.

Everyone else just stared at Hiccup in varying degrees. "Hiccup, if what you're saying is true, then we've just found ourselves another meta-human," Elsa announced, her tone firm yet seeming uncertain at the story.

"A dimensional hopper to be specific," rang out Anna, to which they all stared at her. "What? It's true isn't it? If this guy can hop through mirrors, then there must be another universe or something beyond the mirrors."

"And tell us princess, how would ye know this?" Merida interrogated.

"Comic books," was the redhead's immediate answer, holding one of the comics from the box that she kept on the table whenever she was in the presentation room.

"Why couldn't the Great Wave not happen?" Rapunzel commented, to which Elsa placed a hand on her shoulder.

Jack paced around the room, trying to get his head around the things Hiccup told him. "But seriously, dude! You-look, what you described is like that one myth of Bloody Mary or something? It sounds so...kiddie and stuff. It isn't reality!"

The platinum blonde ice girl stood over to the side, leaning on the wall of the presentation room, arms crossed and eyebrows furrowed at Jack. "Jack, we have superpowers and a week ago, we beat a guy that could use electricity. I think it's safe to say that reality can take a back seat for a little bit," Elsa reminded the fellow cryokinetic.

"Oh, whatever! If this guy happens to be what you're talking about, then I'm all for catching him, all right?" he conceded. It may have sounded childish and outlandish,

"See, that's the spirit! Superhero teams stick together, am I right?" Anna beamed, smiling a big smile. "But in the meantime, who's up for some Paranormal Discovery shows?"

"Ohhh no, ahm not stickin' through them stoopid things again!" Merida spoke up.

"Why? You scared?" Rapunzel replied, smirking at the curly redhead.

"Pssh, no. They're just stupid. And borin'. And...shut up, ahm not scared!"

"Let's just take her word for it," Elsa said, not wanting another argument to break out among everyone. Before they all did the activity Anna suggested, Hiccup spoke to the twin braided girl next to him one last time.

"Come on, you believe me, right Anna?"

Anna smiled at Hiccup's question. "Of course I do, silly. But still, how exciting! We're gonna see a dimensional hopper! Eeeh," she squealed, her fists clenched and shaking with glee.

"I know, right? It does sound pretty cool!" Rapunzel agreed, linking hands with Anna and floating slightly off the ground.

Jack, Merida, Hiccup and Elsa shook their heads at Anna and Rapunzel; oh Anna and her comic books...

And there's the beginning of our second issue.

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