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Rapunzel

"So, you're married." Flynn said.

At this point, I had cooled down a bit. Still didn't like him, but I wasn't quite so angry. Can you blame me? Here was the man who Eugene wanted to be like, once upon a time. A pirate. A cheat. A murderer.

I sighed and glared again. "Yes." I answered anyway.

He nodded thoughtfully and gestured for me to follow him. While heading to the left, we passed by Jack and Wolfgang, and I caught a snippet of their conversation.

"No cake until your meat level has been brought up and-"

"You do know guardians don't eat, right?"

"Just do what I tell you to do, chicken."

Flynn noticed me looking and smiled at me. "Wolfgang has a strict way of doing things."

I nodded.

He looked like he wanted to say something else, but thought better of it. Instead he opened the door across the room from Hiccup's and guided me inside.

"Oh, wow."

Inside, a grassy, hilly landscape stretched on. Different trees and flowers dotted the landscape, adding a touch of color. In the middle a huge tree with pink blossoms sprouted. And when I mean huge, I mean the trunk was three times the size of my tower, and so tall I could barely see the top. I was already planning a painting in my head.

Flynn smiled as I took everything in, then gestured for me to follow again. We walked straight up to the tree. The roots of the tree made something like a jungle gym, they went so high.

Flynn ran his finger in one of the creases of the trunk. A section of the tree moved forward and rose. My eyes went wide. Flynn smiled at my expression.

"Every training center has to have a home base."

I followed Flynn inside, the door closing behind me. Though the outside was an old tree, the inside looked like a modern thing. I was standing on an obsidian floor, and looking up, everything was glass. In the middle of the room, a glass circular elevator ran up and down. The walls were decorated with pictures, fans, and flower wreaths, except for the wall with the door, which had some kind of thick vine growing down, skirting around the door. There was an area with chests. Above the chests, four tiaras sat on display.

"Come, Rapunzel."

Flynn headed over to the chests. He opened one and brought out some folded clothes, and handed them to me. He pointed at a door in the corner of the room. "Go change."

I did. They were robe like and cotton white, with green edges, and a white top underneath.

When I came out, Flynn had opened another chest and was picking out weapons from it. He looked up at me. "Just picking out things that might suit you."

Oh. "Um, I really don't like weapons. Except my frying pan."

"Frying pan?"

I held it up and handed it to him. He tested it out and nodded before placing it on the weapons chest.

"Before we start," He said, "we have one more problem."

I rolled my eyes. I wish he would just give a straight answer for once.

"Your hair."

Oh.

Looking back, I saw some of my hair was still in the bathroom where I changed.

"No cutting it." I said.

He nodded thoughtfully. "For now, we'll have to braid it."

He set to work and, surprisingly, kept it neat. In a few minutes, by hair was braided tightly in a tight single brain that reached my ankles.

"Where's you learn to do this?" I asked, twirling.

He looked sad. "Aliyah made me do her hair sometimes."

The love and sadness in his voice surprised me. The books portrayed their marriage to be because of Flynn's attraction to her riches and beauty, not because of feelings. Aliyah's love was one sided. Eugene said was 'the best thing I could've wanted before I met you'. Such a charmer.

I put my hand on his shoulder. I might have not liked him completely, but I couldn't imagine losing Eugene. It must hurt to lose the one you love.

He cleared his throat. "Right. Down to business. Come with me." He headed towards the elevator, with me following close behind. Inside the elevator, the only buttons were up and down arrows. Flynn pressed up, and leaned on his sword. Did he bring that thing everywhere?

As the elevator went up, I saw the second floor, and for the thousandth time that day, I gasped. Rows and rows of flowers, herbs, fruits, and trees filled the floor in organized rows of planter pots.

Flynn swept into the room. I slowly followed, easily turning in a full circle to take everything in because of my hair being pulled up.

Flynn stopped and looked at me. "The role of spring is life. You must learn to channel your emotions into power."

I tilted my head. "What do you mean?"

"Your siblings all use their powers physically and/or mentally. A wave of their hand and/or concentration will enact their powers. Your powers however, enact through your emotions. And to make things even more intense, your powers amplify your emotions by ten. " He smirked. "So if you get really angry at someone and can't control your emotions, they may go to bed and find themselves laying on a thorn bush, or poison ivy."

I sighed. Well that's just wonderful. I get a little excited and instant garden.

A thought came to me. "If all this is true, then how come I haven't made anything grow yet?"

He grinned and beckoned me to follow him. A little ways into the garden, I could see what he was leading me to.

It was a white rose. The largest rose I had ever seen. The bud was about three times the size of me. The stem was three times taller than me. The thorns were the size of my head.

The rose was against the side of the tree. A wooden arch framed the flower, and matching stakes kept the flower standing upright. The flower was in a small patch of dirt, but I knew something this big had to have ginormous roots. Suddenly, I realized the vines that I saw on the wall downstairs, with the door, were the roots.

Flynn threw up his hands. "This is the Spring Flower. The root of all your powers. It's been growing for nearly five thousand years." He paused. "You think it would be bigger."

I couldn't tell if that was a joke.

He continued. "As soon as you touch this flower, your powers will come to you. But be warned, when you touch the flower, your emotions will also be amplified." He turned to look at me, looking deadly serious. "You must be ready."

I nodded and took a deep breath. I was prepared. I double checked. Then triple checked. Yes, I was prepared for anything right then. I reached up and touched the stem.

I was not prepared.

Suddenly I knew what Flynn meant when he said he was hit with a wave of emotional pain earlier. I was being hit with emotional everything. Pain, hate, love, joy, excitement, anger.

Looking around, I saw the plants around me were reacting. Some were quickly withering, others were growing super-fast.

Scared- really scared- I turned to Flynn. As soon as I laid eyes on him, I could sense his emotion. He was pretty excited. I wouldn't be surprised if he started jumping up and down like a little kid.

He noticed my expression. "It's okay. This is normal. Mostly." He brought up his sword and tapped me with the flat of the blade. Instantly everything stopped growing or dying and went back to their original state.

Flynn took back his sword and looked at me with new interest. "I must say Rapunzel, that was quite impressive. I don't think anyone demonstrated that much power since Fiola herself."