"Merida, it's now or never!" shouted Hiccup.
"I know!" the black dragon shot back. The two were swerving around the Red Death, flying towards its mouth. Merida's dorsal scales lit up a fluorescent blue before she fired a giant fireball into the bigger dragon's mouth. The Red Death reared its head and roared in pain while the two flew around its head again.
"One more should do it!"
"You think?" Merida shouted back as she prepared to let loose another large fireball. It hit the inside of the Red Death's mouth, it took a little while after that, but it finally fell and disappeared into the ground. Merida came to land when a bright light engulfed the two. The two gasped, when they opened their eyes, they were standing on the bank of a river, Merida back in her human form. "What?"
"It must be another one of your memories," stated Hiccup.
"I know . . ." Some laughter interrupted her. Sure enough, coming into view was a boat, with Merida and Dagur rowing along, smiles on their faces.
"You, you look happy."
"Yeah."
"I'm sorry it had to end."
"There was a good reason for it."
"What? Do you remember something else?"
Merida shook her head, "Nothing concrete, just a feeling, whenever I see him, I feel sick."
Hiccup blinked, "What makes you say that? Wasn't Dagur the only person who visited you and, well, did stuff like this with you?"
"Yes, but, he, he must have done something to betray my trust because, because the more I see of him, the more I hate him. Why can't I get that memory back, why can't I know what he did instead of all these icky, mushy memories?" She paused and glanced down, Hiccup had grabbed her hand. She glanced at him questioningly.
"We'll get that memory back, and all the rest, you'll see," smiled Hiccup.
Merida smiled sadly, "Thanks Hiccup, but there's only a few memories I have left to find, the Red Death contained most of them. This is just a fragment of them." The two glanced at the scene playing out around them, Hiccup gasped, as the boat moved past, a girl in a light blue dress and a white bonnet-like cloth covering her head appeared on the other side of the river.
"Why, that's . . ."
"The other me," Merida muttered. "Your voice reached into the Abyss." The other Merida turned and walked away, disappearing into the fog. The two blinked, and found themselves back on a street of ruins.
"Well, guess we'll just have to fight a few more dragons to get the rest of your memories."
"Yup, are you ready for it?"
Hiccup smiled, "As ready as I'll ever be, but first, let's go home and get some rest. This has really worn me out."
Merida laughed, "That's a good idea. And let's get something to eat, I'm starving!"
"Of course you are." The two turned and walked away, living to fight another day.