Chapter Four

Gothel sat in the local café, drinking her latte through her thin lips. She smirked as she watched Rapunzel and Eugene standing side by side with no clue how close she was to them. Of course it was due to the fact that she was simply wearing brown wig and large sunglasses to cover her identity.

"Stop that Gothel." Said Pitch as he read his newspaper.

"Why? It's fun watching them, thinking that they're going to catch us again. So naïve."

"All you want is revenge on the girl." Said Pitch laying down the newspaper, turning his head to watch the couple look for them in a way that wasn't discrete to them.

"And all you want is revenge on the boy." Sneered Gothel. She flicked her hair over her shoulder and laid back into her seat and crossing her long leg over the other.

Pitch chucked and looked over at Gothel with a devious glint in his eye, "Unlike you, I have been slowly torturing the boy."

"But now he's here." Gothel leant on her fist as she narrowed her eyes at her new partner in crime. Pitch was definitely a step up from the Stabbington brothers. They were nothing but mindless men that were only interested in money and what she showcased. Pitch, however, knew his place and was (for a bad guy) respectable apart from the times when he would sneer and torment.

"What are you going to do now? I bet you anything he already suspects you with your nightmares."

"A fine masterpiece I believe. Said Pitch.

"How's our little spy doing?" Asked Gothel, crossing her legs.

"Perfectly well. She'll do anything with what we've got." Said Pitch smirking. "But the Scot and Haddock have been spotted by Drag and Mordu."

"The Big Four all in one place. This should be fun." Gothel grinned coldly.

"Indeed is shall." He picked his own latte, "To victory and the end of the Guardians Initiative."

Gothel raised her latte, "To sweet victory."

Hiccup raised his binoculars up to his eyes as he watched Drago talk to a dealer. They seemed to be having a disagreement, Drago was flapping his massive hands all over the place in rage. What are you up to Drago? Thought Hiccup. Then Drago walked away from the dealer with a smug look on his face.

He sighed and placed the binoculars down before pinching the bridge of his nose. What was his plan? Drug dealing? Building a bomb? Hiccup looked around at the city on his rooftop seat. It truly was beautiful at night. Music filled the air, lights from the restaurants below looked like stars in the night sky. Hiccup looked at the canal, moonlight bouncing off it. He thought about the redhead he had saw earlier that day. She looked so much like Merida, but it couldn't be. Merida was in London where she was safe. It must be Drago trying to mess with his mind. But how he would've known about him and Merida was impossible, they became a couple after Drago was imprisoned. Bunny assured that he wouldn't know about her.

Ugh stop thinking about her!

Suddenly there was a loud crash followed by a bang! Hiccup shot up and ran to the fire escape. He darted down the rickety stairs, sliding down the rails to cut off time. He jumped the last few steps into the alleyway between two old buildings and ran out into the streets.

Merida perked up at the loud sound. She only started running when she recognized a familiar silhouette walking towards the sound. Mor'du. Thought Merida as she ran towards the location of the sound. It was coming from a warehouse that had been cleverly disguised as one of the original Italian buildings so then the locals wouldn't see it as an eyesore. She crept up to one of the doors that were left foolishly ajar by Mor'du. Gripping her gun, Merida peeked through the gap.

There was nothing.

Mor'du had given her the slip. Merida clicked her tongue and was about to walk away to see if she could track down the criminal when she saw a figure slip into the warehouse through a high window. It was a male definitely, he was agile and smooth. Quietly landing on the high and narrow balcony that went all around the walls. He was masked and looked like he was up to no good.

Merida slipped on a black ski mask and snuck in, keeping an eye on the figure. The more she looked at him, the more she felt like she knew him. It was the way he walked, like he had a limp or something.

Hiccup climbed through the high windows by climbing a ladder that had been nailed in on the outside wall. Not wanting to his prosthetic to make a sound on the balcony, he wrapped it in a cushioned sort of shoe that had been specially designed for him by North. Once it was securely on, he jumped onto the balcony. He heard the door creaking ever so slightly and froze.

There was someone at the door, all he could see was a pale face. It definitely wasn't Drago but it could be one of his cronies. Carefully he placed on a small black helmet that had a voice moderator installed so that his opponent wouldn't be able to recognise him.

He watched that someone and found out that it was a woman wearing a ski mask over her face. Hiccup's eye caught sight of small tuffs of red hair sticking out from the under the mask in the moonlight. Hiccup frowned and cocked his head as he watched the woman hold out a gun and creep over to a large storage box and hid behind it.

Merida hid behind a large storage box as she listened out for the figure. She took a deep breath and stepped out into the open again, raising her gun. Trying to walk without making too much noise, Merida tiptoed around searching for the mysterious man.

Suddenly she heard a gun click and dodged out of the way before a bullet got her. She landed into a forward roll and fired in the same direction at the shot made at her.

The warehouse was silent again, all Merida heard was her heavy breathing and her heart thumping loudly in her ears. There was definitely an enemy here whether it was Mor'du or not.

Merida was concentrating when a leg suddenly swung out at hers, causing her to fall backwards and her gun to escape from her hand. The male figure went for her as she fell. She swung her leg high and managed to kick him hard in the lower jaw. That's when she realised the guy had a helmet on.

Hiccup grunted as the woman kicked his lower jaw. It didn't do him much damage apart from making him stagger due to the force. She flipped herself up and stood in a fighting stance, her eyes clearly flickered from him to the gun in his hand.

Hiccup raised an eyebrow. Well might as well make it fair. He threw his gun far away from him and held up his fists.

The woman made the first move by throwing a low right hook at him which he easily deflected and went for her jaw. She in turn bent backwards and swung her leg hard into his stomach. Hiccup toppled back and was instantly tackled down to the ground by his female opponent.

He had to give it to her. She can fight. Hiccup grabbed her wrists before her hands wrapped themselves around his neck. Hooking his leg around hers, Hiccup turned them around and pinned her wrists onto the floor.

Merida struggled at the man pinned her to the floor. She kneed him in the groin, pushed him off whilst he was in pain and grabbed his arm; twisting it behind him as she pushed him back down to the floor.

But somehow, he managed to push her off and get back up. Both of them glared at each other as Merida stood up.

"Looks like we're at a stalemate." He finally spoke. His voice was gruff and low.

"Don't kid yourself." Said Merida in a British accent. Her Scottish accent was always something that gave her away on missions so she learnt to speak in a British accent when talking to someone that she may suspect working against the person she was after.

"We go our separate ways and no one gets hurt." Said the gruff man.

"Aw scared of a girl already?" Merida pouted.

"No my mother taught me not to fight women. Maybe yours told not to fight." He sneered.

"So much for being a gentleman." Merida teased. They circled each other slowly. Merida inched away to her gun as did the man. Slowly they both picked them up and stowed them away into their holsters. After giving each other one last glare they walked in opposite directions.

Merida was cursing herself. Why didn't she carry on fighting him until he was out cold? What was up with her? Was this to do with her breakup with Hiccup? If it was then she would definitely knocked that guy out cold. No there was something that had stopped her from carrying on. She had an idea but it was crazy.

It may be because she knew him.

A/N: Hello fellow readers! I am back but for only a while until the next chapter. I want to thank you all for the reviews and your patience with me. It has help me relax better, knowing that I have one less thing to freak out about.

For those who are curious. The studying is going great though there are days where I feel like giving up. The usual really. ;p

So until next time,

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