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Chapter 2 - The Witch

Astrid and I looked at each other in horror and in separate bodies when Jack spoke. "Are you two alright? That looked like a nasty fall."

"Uh, yeah. We're fine, right, Astrid?" I said, then quickly corrected myself. "I-I mean Hiccup."

Astrid caught on faster than me. "Yeah. I'm alright, thank you Astrid."

She untangled herself easily, even with the prosthetic, and stood up. It was more graceful than anything I could have managed. "I-uh have to go."

I stood up quickly, "B-but Hiccup, we were supposed to...to hang out." In a quieter voice I added. "And talk about that thing."

"Right," 'Hiccup' nodded. "But that thing can wait. Bye!" She said curtly as she turned around and walked down the hallway. The prosthetic must have caught her off balance because she had a bit of a limp to her walk.

"That was weird," Jack watched 'Hiccup' go, then turned back to me. "We can hang out if you want."

I blinked, "No, that's fine Jack. Thank you."

"Suit yourself."

I hesitated, looking into those bright blue eyes and knowing smirk. I quickly tried to think about what Astrid would say and found those words. "If you'll excuse me I have to go to the washroom."

I moved on my own, not quite realizing I was opening the same door Jack had come through that led to the men's washroom. Naturally, I knew where it was.

"Uh, my friend," Jack smirked. "Are you sure you want to go in that one?"

I looked at the little picture of the man on the door, then let the door go and watched it swing closed. "No, of course not. I'm a woman. I need the women's room."

Jack kept a smirk on his face as I gulped, looking down the halls. Dammit, which was way that damned bathroom? How was I supposed to know which one was the ladies room?

"Oh, don't worry Astrid, I get what's going on." Jack clapped me on the shoulder, gently steering me down the hall.

"Y-you do?"

"Yeah." He grinned. "And let me tell you, I'm a little nervous too."

"Y-you are?" We came to a slow stop in front of the female's washroom door.

"Of course, I've never done it in the girls washroom before. Could be fun."

I had forgotten, Jack was known as a huge flirt. He was new and had transferred here fairly recently, but was a hit among many of the girls. I, personally, only knew of Jack by catching a glimpse - he was a good-looking guy, and I was no stranger to admiring good looks when I came across them.

As I assessed Jack, he really was handsome. He had high cheekbones, a straight nose and jawline. His face was surprisingly clear, which left a perfect canvas for eyes so bright and blue they could have been jewels. His white hair and skin was stark against the dark blue hoodie he wore today.

"I think I can handle this on my own," I politely refused his advances.

"Okay, I'll wait for you then."

I glared at Jack. I just needed him to leave me alone for all of two-minutes so I could call Astrid and get her to bring my body back.

Jack was waiting for me to go inside and I felt myself get red. I was about to walk into the woman's washroom and I wasn't sure what to expect. I knew they did not have urinals like we did, so there wouldn't be any accidents...but still.

I walked into the washroom. It was a standard washroom (minus the urinals) with three stalls. I went into the furthest one and pulled out Astrid's cell phone. It had face recognition and opened up once I looked into the camera. Then, I pulled up her contacts and found my number in it.

I dialed it, the tone didn't take long before she answered in my voice. "Hello?"

I whispered aggressively into the phone, "where the hell did you go? You are aware we have a slight issue on our hands."

"Not for me," she said on the other line. "It worked out perfectly for me. I need to go, Hiccup I have try-outs."

Oh no, that didn't sound good.

"Astrid, you can't try-out for a team with my body! My dad will know something is up, plus what happens when we switch back, huh? I'll be expected to keep up with this team."

She answered confidently, clearly thinking this through already. "No you won't. We can just switch bodies when I need to go to practice. Your dad won't find out. I really need your body Hiccup, please."

"Why can't you do it in your own body?" I huffed into the phone.

"Because it's an all-boys team. Girl's can't join." She said.

I squeezed my eyes shut. "Damnit Astrid, I'm not a sporty guy. Just because you are doesn't mean my body will be able to do it. Let me talk to my dad, there's gotta be something I can do -"

"Oh!" She exclaimed, "That's a great idea, Hic! I'll talk to your dad tonight and tell him to let me join."

I rolled my eyes, "it's not that easy." I failed to mention that my dad was stubborn and arguing with him was like arguing with a rock.

"Let me borrow your body until tonight. I promise we will switch back."

"Fine." I huffed, "What the hell am I supposed to do until tonight in your body?"

"Well, I do have a date with Snotlout. You can go on that for me." She said sheepishly from the other line. "Oh, I have to go, talk later!"

"Astrid! Astrid, don't you dare hang up on me -"

The other line clicked and squeezed my eyes shut. This day was just getting worse - a date with Snotlout! Was she out of her mind?

I left the stall, not thinking about even using the washroom because that was just too weird. I washed my hands and came out into the hall, Jack was still waiting.

"Do you want to hang out?" I said, begrudgingly. This made Jack's face light up.

"Sure."

^.^

We went to go watch the practice, which turned out to be try-outs for the all boys Viking Sports team. My dad was a huge fan of these sports, and the competitions ranged from archery, sword fighting, wrestling and more.

"I never knew Hiccup was into these kinds of sports," Jack said as we watched Astrid, indeed, trying out for the Viking team. In my body. It didn't help when Snotlout was also trying-out.

"Yeah, me either." I said, sarcastically.

"You've known Hiccup for a long time, right?" Jack asked and I stopped watching for a moment to look at him.

"Yes, why?" I answered slowly.

Jack shrugged. "Being the new guy, I'm just trying to learn everyone's history here."

"Oh." I tried to think of what Astrid would say. "Hiccup and I go way back. He's... a great guy, super funny… amazing friend."

"Ouch," Jack said. "You just said the 'F' word when you know he's into you."

I gulped and looked out at the field, watching as Astrid struggled in my body to do the proper maneuvers. She did one hell of a job though.

I guess it was already well-known that I had a crush on Astrid. "I thought you were new to this school."

"I have eyes," said Jack. "I also know what it's like to be into someone who has no interest in you."

"Ha!" I laughed out loud, "that's poetic. The ladies-man Jack Frost, is into someone he can't have?"

Jack smirked at this, "I could have them right now if I wanted."

This made me stop laughing, as Jack turned very serious.

Thoughts about competing with not only Snotlout but with Jack flashed through my mind.

Jack's gaze flickered behind me, then back to mine. "We have company."

I turned and indeed, we had company. Snotlout and Ruffnut were running up to us. They were sweaty and wearing red pinnies for the try-outs.

"Hey Astrid," Snotlout greeted me. "Come to watch how real men play sports?" He made a gesture of showing off his muscles.

"Actually I'm waiting for Hiccup." I said and watched how his face squinted up with distaste and confusion.

"Are we still on tonight?"

"I can't stay out late, actually." I crossed my arms. If Astrid insisted we switch bodies for the day, I was going to make sure she regretted it. I was going to make sure all I did was stay indoors so I didn't have to talk, or kiss, anyone else. In fact, I would prefer if we could switch back immediately, but seeing as neither of us had any idea how to do that... we were a little out of options.

Ruffnut said, "but there's a party -"

"I can't tonight."

Ruffnut and Snotlout looked at each other, giving one another a confused look before I saw 'Hiccup' walking over.

"Hiccup!" I stood up and waved. "Over here!"

The confused looks only grew and now everyone's attention was on Hiccup as he walked over. "Great job out there," Jack said to him.

"Uh-thanks." 'Hiccup' replied, "What's going on?"

Snotlout glared at him, "Come one, Ruff. Let's get out of here."

"Yeah." Ruff said as the jocks turned around and started to walk away. I jumped off the bleachers to 'Hiccup' and grabbed him, hard, by the arm.

"Alright, let's go. Enough is enough, I'm not staying in your body all night." I whispered to 'Hiccup' before turning and waving to Jack, plastering on a smile. "Thanks for keeping me company Jack, see you later!"

Astrid, in my body, dug her heels into the ground, "You said I get to talk to your dad -"

"No, I don't want to stay in your body any longer than I have to. I told you I want to find a way to switch back."

"Hiccup this means a lot to me. Girls haven't been able to try-out for the Viking's Team in years."

I gritted my teeth, "I'll talk to my dad, but we have to go Astrid -"

In-between our arguing, Jack interrupted us. "Actually, I was wondering, since I have you two together now, if we can try something."

The two of us turned to him.

"What?" I said.

Jack smiled. "It's simple really, and since you're a good dude, Hic. I wanted your blessing. Can I kiss Astrid?"

"Y-you can't just ask to kiss someone you've only met out of the blue. What is wrong with you -"

"Hiccup, shut up for s second," Astrid shushed me and I did as I was told. I watched her as she analysed Jack, something seemed to click. Something I wasn't catching on.

"How do you know?" Astrid said to Jack. "How do you know that I'm not Hiccup?"

Jack shrugged. "Let me kiss you and I'll tell you how."

It sounded so incredibly insane to me, that suddenly it made sense.

Jack knew.

Somehow, when we switched bodies, he had known. And not just from a well educated guess. He really knew. I remembered how he stayed with me the entire time, watching me and not leaving my side. He wanted to wait for Astrid and I to come back together.

I opened my mouth to speak but Jack pressed the pad of his finger to my lips. I blinked in surprise at the tender touch.

He looked at 'Hiccup', "do I have your blessing?"

"Yes." Astrid said in my body, a little uneasily.

"Technically you need my blessing too," I pointed out, but Jack only smirked. He cupped my face with both hands, leaning in and pressing his thin lips against mine.

I felt that surge of energy again, felt it well up into the pit of my stomach like butterflies and I felt my eyes flutter close.

This feeling was unlike anything I had ever experienced. It was intense, like stepping through a veil of a waterfall. Turbulent, soft and refreshing. The cool feeling against my skin seemed to snap me back into reality and I opened my eyes.

When I opened them, I was staring at Astrid's blue-grey eyes. I blinked and looked around, slightly confused until I saw 'Hiccup' still standing beside us.

I was now in Jack's body. And Jack was in Astrid's.

"Fascinating," 'Astrid' said, then turned to 'Hiccup'. "Let me see if it works for you."

"No, no, no, hey!" I protested as Jack leaned down, kissing Astrid in my body. I smacked him on the back. "What the hell, man you can't just go around kissing people -"

"It worked," Astrid -or Jack - said. I was actually confused at this point as to who was who.

"What do you mean it worked?" I looked between them. "You switched?"

'Astrid' and 'Hiccup' stared at one another for a moment while I felt like I was having a mental breakdown trying to understand what was going on.

"Can someone please explain to me what the hell is happening!"

'Hiccup' turned to me.

"Astrid is a witch."

^.^

We all switch back to our regular bodies. It took my body kissing Jack, Jack kissing Astrid, and then me kissing Astrid again to finally get back into my own skin finally.

After, Jack brought us to a local cafe where he promised he would tell us what he meant by Astrid being a witch.

We sat in a corner booth, and I ordered a regular tea.

Jack waited for the waitress to leave, not without giving her a quick overall glance, before addressing us. "I'll be blunt, have you kissed anyone before?"

He was looking at me and I squirmed. "Well, of course not."

"Me either," Astrid said.

"It makes sense then why you wouldn't have noticed until now." Jack observed. "You're a witch, Astrid."

Jack turned his crystal blue gaze on me. "And you, you're something else. You have the power to copy a witch's power just by kissing them. It was how your body was able to switch. But if we kissed now, we probably couldn't because that was Astrid's power."

I waited, and it wasn't until Jack leaned in that I realized he was serious.

"Wait, here - now?!" I jerked backwards. "You can't just go around kissing everyone."

"It's for a good cause," Astrid said from across the table, watching intently.

Oh, of course she was going to get comfortable and watch. Jack leaned in again, and I sighed deeply, meeting him halfway this time and closing my eyes. I gave him a quick peck and leaned back.

"See, it didn't work." Jack leaned back too. "That must mean you're something else."

"A warlock?" Astrid suggested.

"No, I've met a warlock. Their distinctively different." Jack pursed his lips, and his eyes darkened.

"What are you?" I looked at Jack, who seemed to be a normal student. Young. Athletic. Good-looking. Smart. "How do you know all of this?"

"I'm a witch hunter." said Jack.

Astrid, for good measure, had the decency to look concerned. Jack elaborated. "I'm not here to hurt you. I actually need the witches."

"Why," I eyed him. "Why do you need witches?"

Jack crossed his lightly corded and muscled arms, "I came here on the very limited knowledge that there may be a witch in the area. Multiple, actually. I'm looking for them."

Astrid asked, "What do you want to do with the witches when you find them?"

Jack dug through his bag and produced a large canister. "There's a man out there, his name is Pitch Black. He's a warlock and had been using witches as a power source for his darker magik. He sucks their life essence dry, into one of these, where he can use their powers. The process kills the original witch."

I felt my inside hallow out. "What?"

Pitch Black...killed witches? It was awful, and all for their power? It was a terrifying thought and I had to force myself breathe again.

Astrid and I had the same expressions on our faces.

Jack nodded. "I've tracked him to be in this area. He's probably also tracking witches to target and was most likely onto you. When a witch uses their powers, in any small amount, it leaves an imprint that can be traced."

"What do we do?" I said, feeling slightly frantic and a little scared that someone could not only 'track' us but could be hunting for us. For Astrid. To kill her, or worst.

"You don't have to do anything," Jack shot me a harsh look before glancing at Astrid. "But you can help me."

"How?" Astrid said in a small voice. It was unusual for her to sound so...afraid. I didn't like it.

Luckily, the barista came back with our drinks and we took a much needed mental break. As soon as she left, Jack brought us back to the conversation.

He pitched his voice, "If you willingly give up your powers, Pitch can't track you anymore. You'll be off his radar."

"You can't be serious," I said out loud. "You want us to believe you're taking her powers for her protection? What if you're in on it?"

"Hiccup," Astrid said in a warning voice.

I dared a look back at her, "No, Astrid. We can't trust him. You literally just found out you're a witch and now he wants to take that away from you? We need more information."

Jack said, "Actually I wouldn't be taking it away from her at all."

I scoffed and Jack continued. "I would be giving it to you, Hiccup."

Now, I truly was surprised. "What, why?"

"You are not a witch, therefore you cannot be tracked. However, you can use the powers like a witch can. So while Astrid would be technically giving up her powers, you would still have them. And after this is all over, you can willingly give them back to her." said Jack.

"After this is all over?" I raised my eyebrows at him.

Jack said, "When we find the other witches in the area and kill Pitch."

"This is crazy," I shook my head. "Absolutely crazy. We officially met you all of two hours ago and we now have to not only give you Astrid's powers but I'm your sidekick now?"

Astrid rubbed her temples. "Hiccup stop, it's fine."

"But -"

"I didn't even know about any of this until literally this afternoon. I wouldn't miss it to be honest." said Astrid. "It feels a little invasive anyway. To not be able to control them and then accidentally switch bodies with someone."

I didn't want to just go along with Jack's crazy plan. Especially when they should be looking into the core of these 'powers' a little more closely. But, if taking away Astrid's powers meant that she wouldn't be hunted by this...evil Pitch Black, maybe it couldn't be so bad. Besides, if Astrid was safe - wasn't that what I wanted?

I thought of the other witches who could possibly be slaughtered for nothing more than gaining their powers. Innocent people. It felt incredibly sadistic and terrifying.

If all I had to do was absorb those powers and work with Jack...how bad could it be?

Slowly, I said. "What do we have to do?"

^.^