Frost and the Archer
So, I may or may not have been distracted from ‘A Secret Affair' and wrote this because of someone's AU they messaged @thejaridafamily about. So sorry to all you people waiting for the happy ending to that very sad fic from before, but I'm sure this will serve as an apology for breaking your hearts from before. So here you go everybody. Hope you like it
Submitted by: artkill36
It was a late night she was perched on top of one of the top skyscrapers of New York, he was bound to show himself at any moment, he always did. Just as she scanned her eyes over the city another time the device on her hip beeped. The alarms at the museum just three blocks away had just been triggered and she knew it was him. She used her bow to shoot a grappling arrow and swung down to the ground. She touched down and hid in the shadows until she reached the museum. She walked in the door and found him in the room filled with the jewels from all throughout history, he’d already taken down the guards, their bodies were frozen to the walls and they were all knocked out.
“Frost.” she bit out his name as she notched an arrow. He smirked lifting his head from the display case he was looking at.
“The Archer.” he said without turning around. Merida watched the muscles in his shoulders stiffen as he said her name. “I’m guessing there is already an arrow pointing at my back.” he said cockily as he mockingly lifted his hands like someone who had a gun pointed at them.
“Maybe.” she said the corner of her lips lifting just a little in her own smirk. He turned around, and her small smirk disappeared while his grin came into her eyeline. His eyes flicked up and down her body, he didn’t know the color of her hair, which annoyed him to know end since it was covered by her green cowel. What made him happy though was being able to see her striking blue eyes and the red of her strict lips. She wore a green leather jacket that covered the top of her dark green pants with black boots that reached her mid-calf. He watched her fingers tighten around the grip of her bow and he looked at her fingerless gloves as they seemlessly went on forever into the sleeve of her jacket.
He smirked as he realized the best way to mess with her today. “Maybe you should put that bow down, I’ve got another idea of what you can do with your hands.” he said his ice blue eyes twinkling as her lips smoothed into a thin line.