Alvin the Treacherous is from Riders of Berk⦠he is the only non-movie character here for now.
Part 1: The Rescue
Ch. 1: Trouble is brewing
"North, there better be a bloody good reason why you called us here!" Bunnymund said angrily, "I can't keep comin' up to the pole like this, I'm not meant for the cold." He held his right foot up to the fireplace, rubbing some feeling back into them and repeated the process with the other foot.
"Is good reason, Bunny, I promise." North reassured, his face jolly as usual but masked a seriousness behind it. "Manny says it is serious, the children are once again in danger!"
"Is it Pitch?" Toothina asked, having only just flown through the window but catching the last part of what North said.
"Impossible!" Bunny exclaimed, "There's no way Pitch is strong enough! It's only been five years, if that wank stain thinks that he could possibly take us on so soon after we defeated him, then he's dumber than a wagon load of rocks!"
"Is not Pitch!" Exclaimed North, "Or at least not Pitch alone. You are right, Bunny, he is not strong enough on his own. But I believe there is someone, or something, helping him."
A golden question mark materialized above the Sandman's head. "I don't know who or what," North answered, "but something bad, I feel it, in my belly!" The large man grabbed and jiggled his stomach for emphasis. The Easter Bunny rolled his eyes, the old man put too much on his gut feeling, but it had proven correct more often than naught.
"Did Manny give us any specific instructions?" Tooth asked, hovering just above the other three.
North's face grew somber, and he ran a large hand through his beard. "Manny wants to use Jack's team." Their eyes widened. "He says they are the only ones who can defeat this evil." The Man in the Moon had established a team for Jack Frost two years previously. Trouble had been brewing more often in the world and the five guardians were having trouble keeping up, especially with the original four having to work as hard as they did to keep the children believing and maintaining the hope and wonder they put into the world. Jack's team, however, had not been chosen from the magical community, but three extraordinary humans. It was unorthodox, to say the least, but they did not question it. So far, it seemed the Man in the Moon knew what he was doing.
"No!" Bunny exclaimed, "Whatever this is, we can deal with it, we are not sending those children out to do our job!"
"I agree with Bunny." Tooth piped in, "I won't ask children to fight our fight!" Sandman nodded in agreement. They did not doubt the Man in the Moon, but sometimes it was hard to trust his judgment, especially when he was sending out a comparatively inexperienced team to fight an evil that almost destroyed them five years previous.
North sighed, "They are not children anymore." He pointed out. "Rapunzel is now twenty, married with a calm head on her shoulders, still innocent, but with spunk and courage to go along with it. And Merida has entered adulthood as well, now eighteen and shaping up to be very fine, still headstrong, princess who will make an excellent queen. She is strong, brave and sure."
"What about Hiccup?" Tooth argued, "He's still so young!"
"Hiccup is sixteen, and has fought through his fair share of battles." North reasoned, "He is no longer a child either. We see them as being so young because we have lived countless lifetimes, but in reality, they are not children at all. They have been a team for two years now, and have fought their wars and helped us with ours, we cannot think of this as something so much worse."
"But it is worse!" Bunny exclaimed. "It's Pitch! That tosser has no qualms about how he achieves his goals and who he hurts in the process. In fact! I think hurting people is like bonus points!"
"Bunny," Tooth intervened, "We have to trust Manny and Jack's team to be able to handle this threat." She knew that the Man in the Moon had a purpose for everything he did, and he had not led them astray yet.
"I still don't like it." Muttered Bunny, "No matter what they've done before, I don't think it's right to saddle 'em with our job. I mean, this is Pitch we're talking about, not some mindless ogre stealing children from a nearby village. They are not ready!"
"This time, is not our job." North sighed, "Manny says it must be them, that this is their fight." Bunny glared at the floor and crossed his arms.
"Bunny," Tooth said quietly, "they'll be alright. Jack will be with them." Bunny gave a snort, but his gaze softened. "And it's not like we have to let them go in totally alone, we will always provide help when they need it."
A myriad of images appeared over Sandy's head his face inquisitive. "That's a good question," The fairy responded, "where are Jack and the other's North?"
The bearded man gave a chuckle, "I'm sending the signal now." He turned a handle and pushed down in it, sending four streams of the aurora borealis in different directions. "I wanted to get all of your reactions out of the way first, there was no reason for them to be here to hear you all get so angry in there defense."
Tooth giggled and Bunny rolled his eyes. Sandy nodded sagely, watching the lights fly off from the Pole; all they had to do now was wait.
Laughter was one of Jack's favorite sounds, he liked to make it, and he liked to make other people make it. Especially if the person he was making laugh was Jamie. He knew he wasn't supposed to pick favorites; they guarded all the children of the world, after all, and there were a lot of them. But Jamie was his first believer, and so for Jack, he held a special place in his heart.
At the moment he was sledding with the boy' flying above him, actually, and making a smooth ice path for him to speed along on. They had played this game before Jamie had even seen him, but now, with them laughing together, it was much more fun.
His kid was thirteen now, not so much a child, and one of the only kids who still remembered and believed in that night they had beaten Pitch so long ago. The only other one was Cupcake. Jack had more believers now across the world, including Sophie, but it made him slightly sad to think that no matter what he did, there would always be children who would grow up and stop believing. If the winter spirit was honest with himself, he was afraid that Jamie would one day forget, just like all the others.
"Jack! Look out!" Jamie yelled pulling him out of his thoughts. He looked down to see the boy headed straight towards the town square, jam-packed with people.
"Trust me, kid, and hang on tight!" He yelled down at the boy. Flicking his staff at an upward angle, he made a ramp for Jamie to jump over the public. The brunet hit it fast and was soon soaring over the villagers, earning a few shouts of surprise from the onlookers below. As Jamie began his decent, Jack made a ramp down so that the boy didn't crash down on his face like he had the first time. They sped along for a while more before the sled finally slowed to a stop.
"That was so cool!" Jamie gasped, trying to catch his breath. "I can't believe how I flew over those People! I was scared you wouldn't catch me!"
"Have I ever let you down?" Jack chuckled and Jamie shook his head. "Exactly! And I never-" Jack looked up and saw the northern lights, "-will." Jamie looked up and saw what he was looking at.
"Santa's calling, huh?" Jack nodded. "Well go on, then," the teen laughed, "I have chores to do anyway and you're distracting me!"
Jack stuck out his tongue immaturely, "yeah whatever, I'll see ya later, alright, kid?" He said as he flew off.
"Yeah, later!" Jamie yelled after him before picking up his sled and heading home.
The sun shone bright on the kingdom of Corona, and Rapunzel was out for a walk through the town with Pascal, her oldest friend. Some people thought it was strange that her best friend was a chameleon, but they put it down to the solitude she had been forced into for eighteen years. But no one questioned if that same solitude made her unfit to rule, for she was compassionate and it was clear how much she truly loved the people she had only known for two years.
"Rapunzel! Rapunzel!" The princess turned as she watched a young blonde girl run through the streets. "Princess!" She panted as she got closer and stopped for a minute to rest her hands on her knees.
"Hello, Sarah." Rapunzel smiled down at the girl.
"I made something for you!" Sarah said excitedly, "here." The small girl handed the princes a folded piece of paper. Rapunzel unfolded it and looked down at a colorful picture of herself and lots of village people around her. There were hearts around them, showing how happy the kingdom was and how they all love her. Rapunzel put a hand on her heart and beamed at the girl.
"It's beautiful!" She exclaimed, "I love it! You did a wonderful job!" The girl was practically glowing at the praise. She bounced on her toes and opened her mouth to say something, but a voice calling a little ways off stopped her.
"I have to go help my mom in the flower shop now," the little girl explained, "but I wanted to give that to you first." Sarah said. "Bye, Princess!" She waved and ran off, Rapunzel waved after her.
"Isn't that just adorable!" A voice came from behind the princess. Her heart raced and her eyes widened. Quickly, she spun on her heal and turned around, but there was no one there. After a few moments of shock, she caught her breath, although there was still a feeling of dread in the pit of her stomach.
"That's impossible." Rapunzel whispered, "You're dead." At that moment she looked up at the sky and saw green and pink lights. "Just a coincidence." She told herself as she ran toward the castle.
Upon entering the castle grounds she immediately sought out her husband. "Eugene!" She called when she found him, "the lights, North is calling me." His face grew slightly troubled, then he simply looked resigned. He walked over to her, wrapped his arms around her and held her tight.
"I don't like when you get called away," He sighed, "I never know if you're in danger, and I always worry." He loved her so much it scared him sometimes.
She rose to her tiptoes and kissed his lips, "don't worry about me, I'll be fine! You know the other three, they'll keep me safe." She smirked, "I'm not entirely helpless either, you know, I did manage to take you out with my frying pan once or twice."
Her husband didn't look amused, "Look, Rapunzel, I think it's great that you help protect the children of the world, I'm proud of you. But I think you should learn how to fight properly before going out on these ventures." Her face fell and he prepared himself for an argument when he was done saying what needed to be said. "A frying pan in not a weapon, I think you need a sword or a dagger, something that can protect you better from whatever you go up against."
"I am pretty capable with my healing powers and frying Pan." she countered, obviously exasperated with the argument they had had countless times before. "And I will never fight to kill; if you knew me at all, you wouldn't ask me to." She would never take a life, she couldn't.
Eugene raised his hands in defense, deciding that this time the conversation was not worth continuing. "You're right, Blondie," he still used that nickname, even though she was no longer a blonde. "You're right." As much as he worried for her safety, he was proud of the fact that she stuck by her convictions, and he also thought it was admirable that she was determined not to kill, no matter how much danger she was in, although that fact also drove him crazy with worry as well. "You should go get dressed warmly if you're going to the North Pole. I'll go get one of those snow globes North gave you to get there." She gave him another kiss and ran off to get ready.
He sighed as he watched her go. He knew this was important to her, and he was proud of her, he just wished it wasn't always dangerous. He walked off to get the globe, hoping that his wife would not be away long.
Merida DunBroch raced through the glade on Angus, shooting at all the targets she had set up, each one a perfect bullseye. She laughed and shook her hair out of her face, she loved the feeling of the wind in her hair and the sun on her skin.
Her world was at peace; it had been ever since the demon bear had been killed two years ago. Her father still regaled anyone who would listen with the tale of how he lost his leg, then of course how the bear had been killed (although he exaggerated his own parts and left out a few important details.) The lords of the other kingdom had kept their agreement to not have their sons compete for her betrothal, and she was still happily single. Her mother and her had a fantastic relationship; they had never understood each other so well, even though she still had to endure "princess lessons". When she looked up and saw the Northern Lights, she was concerned, and slightly excited.
As fast as Angus could take her, she rode back to the kingdom. When she got back to the stables the red head quickly removed Angus' tack and ran into the castle, looking for her mother. Instead she almost tripped over her three still small but slightly taller brothers, carrying a tray of sweets.
"Boys!" She exclaimed, they looked up at her expectantly. "Where's mom, I'm not going to tell on you." They all pointed towards the kitchen. "Thanks boys!" She called as she ran that way. She raced through the halls and skidded around corners, finally making it to the kitchen where she promptly through the doors open.
"Merida!" Her mother exclaimed, surprised by her daughter's sudden and loud entry. "What the devil are ya doin'?"
"I've been summoned!" She explained excitedly, "'m needed up a' the pole."
"Now?" The queen asked, "we're jus' about ta have supper!"
"Sorry, mum, but I have ta go! I jus' wanted ta tell ya where I was off to, I'm going ta grab mah bow 'n' head through one o' those magic portals North gave meh." The princess explained. The queen looked at her daughter with a mix of pride and fear, then quickly enveloped her into a hug and kissed her temple.
"You're a brave wee lassie." She said, "Stay safe, dear, and remember I love you."
"I love you too, mum." Merida gave her mother another hug and ran up the stairs. Her mother watched after her, she really was proud of her daughter, she was a princess, but she was also a warrior. Queen Eleanor had learned she could not control her daughter's free spirit, and she was fighting for something good. Eleanor sent a quick prayer for the wisps to guide her, the girl seemed to attract them, and they had never led her wrong. Not even to the witch with the spell that turned her into a bear, because ultimately it had brought them closer. She knew she would see her fiery daughter again, and she hoped it would not be too long for this particular adventure.
Toothless sat forlornly on a cliff looking over the ocean. It had been too long since his little human had been taken; too long he'd been in the clutches of that awful man. Oh how the dragon wished he could fly, then his Viking would be safe. All the men who had taken his boy, who had hurt him, they would die in the most ferocious death that could only be given by a night fury.
Toothless sighed and looked up at the sky, as if it could give him the answer to how to fix this problem. But the dragon knew there was no way he could fix it, he could not fly. His human's father had sent scouting ships to search for his son, he had not gone with them, thinking it was better for him to stay in the village incase the evil man -Alvin, they called him- tried to attack while the men were gone. Stoic had forbidden Toothless to go with them, it was only supposed to be scouting missions, he had explained, they were not supposed to attack. They were supposed to find the location of these horrible men and come back with the information that they needed to gather the people to fight.
A stupid plan, in the night fury's opinion, it would take longer, and he wanted Hiccup back as soon as possible. But humans did things their own way, and there was nothing Toothless could do to change that. He looked up to the sky again in complete hopelessness. But then he saw those strange lights. Skylights appeared over Berk very often, but these ones were different, it was the wrong time of day for the usual skylights to occur. These were the ones that caused his rider to fly him up to the coldest part of the earth to the strange home of a strange large man. The dragon knew he had to get there, the people they met up in the cold were special; they could help him get his little human back! But how could he get up there?
Astrid!
The blonde Viking cared as much for Hiccup as Toothless himself did; she was his mate after all. It would not be fast, the girl knew the basics of flying him, but had never really done it without Hiccup close by to help and correct her. No matter, she would have to do. He quickly raced back toward the village; he was going to get his Hiccup back, no matter what.
