Takes place at the beginning of the movie. Warning: the following story contains graphic images of suicide and gore. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED (not for the faint of heart)
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Hiccup's POV
"What are you doing here?" Someone asked as I ran past a Viking.
"Get inside!"
"Get back inside!"
I'm almost to Gobber's blacksmith shop until I feel someone grab me from behind.
"What is he doing out again? What are you doing out? Get back inside!" said my dad: Stoick the Vast said as he pushed me away from him. I skid to a stop once I'm inside Gobber's forge.
"Ah, nice to see you haven't been carried off by a dragon." he says as I take my vest off and tie the apron around me.
"Who me? Nah I'm way too muscular for their taste. They wouldn't know what to do with all of this." I say trying to flex muscles that I clearly don't have. I see people running around the village, I look out of the window and see the gang trying but failing to put out fires. There's Snotlout, Fishlegs, Ruff, Tuff and...Astrid. I used to love her, but she's like all the others, they were all my friends once. But because I'm such a screw up they all left. I wish I could be like them, but everybody in the entire village hates me. Even my own father hates me. Suicide is beginning to look good now isn't it? Says a voice inside my head. I shook that voice away as I look further out the window until Gobber takes his hook hand and places me behind him.
"Oh no ya don't."
"Aw come on! I need to make me mark!"
"You've made plenty of marks.'
'That's not what I meant.'
'Look Hiccup you swing a hammer, you can't lift an axe, you can't even lift one of these!" he said as he held up a piece of rope with rocks dangling at the end.
"So you're saying I'm completely useless?"
"Kind of" Suicide is definitely looking good now isn't it? ...kind of
"They need me out there" he said picking up a weapon of some sort. "Stay...put...there" he said as he ran out the door. I went back to the wheel and started sharpening my dagger...again. Once I saw my own reflection and saw how fine of a point it was.
I grabbed my bola launcher and ran out of the shop. I'm not useless...I'll show you all. I perched the launcher on the ledge. I saw a night fury. I tried to shoot it down, but I missed. Soon I heard a monstrous nightmare behind me. I ran away from it. Everything was on fire.
Oh man my dad is going to be so pissed off. Speaking of which, he comes and fights off the dragon still pursuing me. The tower I was hiding behind and it collapsed. Once the dragon was gone, my father looked at me with disappoint. Crap…
"Sorry...dad. I can help you fix…"
"STOP...JUST STOP! See what happens when you step outside? GOBBER! Take him home, I have an entire mess to clean up thanks to him" I thought I heard him mutter the word 'useless' under his breath. He thought I didn't hear it...but I did. As I walk home I hear all the other Viking kids sneering and snickering at me for being such a screw up. Yep suicide was all I could think of right now.
"I've never seen anyone mess up the badly" said the person I hated the most...Snotlout.
"Thanks I was trying" I said sarcastically.
"Whatever. Your dad was right...you are a screw up." I stopped dead in my tracks. That was it, I knew my father hated me. I turn back to face him and I simply say:
"Doesn't matter to me. I stopped caring what everyone thought of year's ago." that's a lie. But I tried to say convincing as possible.
"Oh really?" he said getting in my face
"Yea really!" I scream back. "I don't care what any of you guys think anymore!" another lie I say before turning my back and continuing to walk towards my house.
"Says the screw up and shame of the entire village. You'll never be a true Viking. All you are is a pathetic, worthless, and waste of life of a hiccup." he said full of confidence. I heard all the other teens gasp as I stopped in my tracks again. I turned my head and I pulled my 2nd dagger. My aim was locked on Snotlout. I threw the dagger straight at him. It collided perfectly with his shoulder. Not bad for a Hiccup eh? I considered myself lucky since I was standing a good 10 feet away from him. Again the teens...even Gobber gasped at my actions. I gave them the deadliest look I could muster up (think of Dagger from DOB). I turned back and ran towards the direction of my house. I heard Snotlout chasing me, but I ran faster since I was small. I made it to my house, I slammed the door and locked it. Same with the back door. I ran upstairs and locked myself in my room. Won't be long until your dad comes. I don't care anymore...I simply didn't.
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Normal POV
"Chief! Dad!" said Snotlout as he came running towards Stoick and his father Spitelout.
"Yes what do you…?" They both said but stopped as they saw the dagger still lodged in his shoulder.
"SON WHAT HAPPENED?!" asked Spitelout as he ran to his son.
"Hiccup threw this dagger at me!" Stoick had lost it. He stomped straight to his house leaving the Jorgensons to their business. Gobber saw Stoick madder than a bull seeing red, he ran behind him and accompanied him to the house. The house came into view. He tried to open the door but it was locked.
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(THIS IS WHERE IT GETS UGLY! TURN BACK NOW IF YOU CAN'T STAND GORE AND VIOLENCE!)
Hiccup knew his dad and Gobber were coming, so he finished his last cut on his arm using the dagger he sharpened. He quickly wrote a note to his father, the gang, and Gobber. He put the notes downstairs where his dad could easily find them. He laid his vest his father's chair with the notes underneath it. He ran back to his room when he heard his father trying to unlock the door from the outside. He locked his room once again and he put the dagger up to the wall...Should I really do this? They never cared for you anyway. Once your father finds you in here, he'll probably just wrap you in a blanket, lay you in the ground and then go have a drink with Gobber. ...you're right…
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Stoick was trying to twist the doorknob even harder. "HICCUP! OPEN THIS DOOR RIGHT NOW!" He yelled as he pounded the door. They both heard a scream, he rammed the door and they stumbled inside. They heard nothing, probably the sheep again. He looked to the side and saw something as he was going upstairs. Hiccup's vest, and something underneath it. He'll look at it later! He was at the top of the stairs pounding on the door, while Gobber was looking at the objects underneath the vest. He saw something addressed to him...
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(I'M WARNING YOU!)
Hiccup heard the door breakdown. This is it... he said as he made one last slash on his small arm. He slammed the knife into the wall harder, moved his head to the left and SLAMMED his head into the sharp knife. He let out a scream, quite a big one considering how small he was. ARE YOU CRAZY!? THE WHOLE VILLAGE COULD HAVE HEARD THAT! YOUR FATHER IS DOWNSTAIRS! I DON'T CARE! LET THEM HEAR MY SUFFERING! He kept yelling as he slammed his head into the knife once more. Blood was flying everywhere. Almost finished...I'm almost done...Mom… he keep thinking as he keep slamming his brain into the bloody knife. He went quicker as he heard his door being pounded on. COME ON COME ON! HOW HARD CAN THIS BE?! His questioned was answered as blackness was starting to consume him. He could feel his life slipping slipping away. One more...just one more!
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Stoick was finally able to break the door down. He wish he hadn't, he saw something that made him stop dead in his tracks. Hiccup...he was killing himself. "HICCUP!" Stoick yelled at him as he tried to stop him. Gobber ran up the stairs and saw what he was screaming about. Hiccup turned his whole body around slowly and looked at his dad straight in the eye. They both made a run towards him. They were in arms reach. He gripped it tighter and slammed the side of the head into the knife, blood flew everywhere, even onto the clothes of the Vikings looking terrified. He released the bloody dagger as it fell to the floor. "Mom…" He whispered as he fell dead to the ground. Stoick caught him. Blood was running down his arms and into his tunic. "Hiccup…" he hoarsely at his dying son. He opened his eyes on last time and looked at the two shocked Vikings, he closed his eyes as he meet his demise.
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Hiccup's POV
One more...just one more! I said to myself as I felt the life of my being slipping away. I can feel blood and tears running down my face. I was so close until I hear "HICCUP!" I bring the knife down and turn around to meet the eyes of my father...and Gobber. They're running towards me. NOW! DO IT NOW! The voice said as I put the dagger to the wall. My head was screaming at me to stop, no...I'm so close. I rammed my head as hard as I can into the now bloody dagger. I saw nothing and released the dagger to the ground. I felt myself falling. One thing good was coming out of this..."Mom…" I whispered but dad and Gobber heard it. I knew I was close to the ground, but I never felt the final blow that should have ended it. Instead I felt a pair of sturdy arms catch me. I had the strength to open my eyes, I meet the eyes of Gobber and dad. Strange...why are they acting like they care? I thought as I let death consume me.