Hiccup…..

It was a dreary December Monday when it happened. His mother had been gone for months already on her voyage to the southern isles and finally the ship docked. He was still asleep and his father didn't have the heart to wake him so he headed down to the docks with Gobber. They went to the ship but noticed it was just a raft. On it were 3 of the men who had gone on the Voyage with Vallhalarama, Sven, Ragnar and Holt all 3 looking as if they'd .

"Chief, there was a storm and~" began Holt who was cut off.

"Where's Val?" asked Stoick.

"She's dead, after the waves tossed us off the ship turned over and trapped all the others," said Sven grimly.

Never in all his life had Stoick felt so heartbroken as now. Gobber patted his friends back in pity.

"there, there Stoick, Val's in a better place now," he comforted.

Stoick looked up at Gobber in an even deeper worry.

"Oh no, OH NO!" he exclaimed.

"What is it Stoick?" asked Gobber in worry.

"Hiccup, he was so close to his mother, he's only 4 years old, I don't want to break his heart," he replied, worry for the child blocking out the grief of losing his wife.

Gobber realized that Stoick was right. Hiccup was a cheerful 4 year old boy who went around spreading happiness, if he found out Thor knows how the boy would take it.

"If it makes ya feel better Stoick, I'll come with you," said Gobber.

"Thanks," Stoick breathed out a sigh of relief.

They headed over to the Haddock residence where hiccup was awake and eating some of the left-over porridge from the cauldron.

"Daddy!" he squealed running over to hug his father, his tiny arms as far as they could get around the man's leg.

"Ach! What am I? a piece of rotten meat?" asked Gobber in mock offense.

Hiccup giggled, "Unca Gobbew," and threw his tiny arms around the mans peg leg.

Stoick picked hiccup up and felt even more guilty about what he was about to tell his young son.

Hiccup giggled, he loved it when his father picked him up.

Stoick looked at the auburn hair, those little freckles, those deep forest green eyes and that smile, that little smile that brightened everyone's day was now about to disappear forever. He gulped.

"Umm, hiccup, there's something I need to tell you son," he said.

"What is it daddy? Why aw you cwying?" he asked.

"Its your mother… she's dead."

"Funny daddy, mommy's on a twip, she'll be back soon don't wowwy," he said looking at Stoick through his big green eyes.

"I'm sorry hiccup, but only 3 members of the crew survived and they said that the ship was turned over before the rest were off," he said, with the unfortunate knowledge that he was breaking his 4 year old son's heart.

"No! no it cant be, daddy pwease no," he begged hoping his father was joking and Gobber would laugh at him for getting so scared.

He turned to Gobber hoping that he was right but he just saw the older man hanging his head, a teardrop hitting the floor, he looked back at his father noticing a teardrop in his eye. Hiccup was getting really scared, he'd never seen either of the men cry, not even when Gobber lost his arm and leg. He pushed away from his father's arms, his face in tears. His father tried to reach out to him but ice flew into spiky shards from the floor. Stoick and Gobber looked at the shards in bewilderment. Hiccup looked at his hands in horror. He hadn't ever lost control of his powers, and he didn't mean to do that. His powers were getting unstable. He ran to his room and slammed the door, then lay down on his bed crying about his lack of control and his mother.

"Son," Stoick tried.

"No Stoick, he needs to get it out of his system."

"I'm a little worried Gobber, he's never lost control like that."

"Don't worry, I'm sure once he's over the loss of his mother he'll be back to normal, till then I'd recommend keeping him in, if anyone else in the village knew about his powers then, well, berk would no longer be safe for him, he'd have to leave."

"I know."

That day they had the funeral's of every warrior that died during the storm.

At last it was night time. Stoick went to his room and fell asleep. He had a dream that night about a the day of hiccup's birth, and the dream he and Val had had that night.

He walked into the room and looked at Val holding their son. He smiled. He walked over and looked at the boy. He had a tuft of auburn hair, deep forest green eyes, freckles along his cheeks to his nose. His face carried his signature goofy smile. Stoick smiled at the sight. Suddenly the baby's nose twitched. Out of his nose came an icicle shot out of his nose and flew across the room. The baby threw his left arm in the air in excitement and that's when they saw it. a blue snow-flake shaped birthmark, well, half of it anyway. That night he had a dream. Val and him were in a chamber and a beautiful girl named Melinda* told them that hiccup was special, that he had power over ice. Stoick and Val had already guessed this from hiccup's sneeze. She said that 'hiccup's power had great beauty, though fear could drive away the beauty and cause him to lose control. The dream ended.

Hiccup usually had such good control, only using his powers at night, or in his room, or deep in the forest, unless it was winter and what he did could be easily masked by the snow. But since his mother died his powers began to spiral out of control. It was worrying to the 3. They all knew that if anyone found out about his powers that he would be hunted down by the village and killed, unless they found it in their hearts to just banish him. As he grew his powers became even more unstable until one fateful day when he was 8. It was the first time in 4 years that he'd left his house. Stoick had been worrying for days. The tribes were all gathering on an island near berk. Everyone was expected to be there, especially the heirs. The tribes were signing their peace treaties and trading off goods. It happened every 10 years and if he didn't bring hiccup then hiccup would have to surrender his status as heir to the hairy hooligans. There was no other alternative but to take hiccup along. The trip was the next day and Stoick was worrying so much. Gobber knocked on the door and entered.

"Cheer up Stoick."

"I cant, what if they find out?."

"I have something to make you feel better, ta da," he said, showing a pair of leather gloves, "I thought that if hiccup was wearing them that it would stop him from using his powers."

"That's great Gobber!" exclaimed Stoick happily, "you've just solved all my problems. Gobber, how can I ever repay you?"

"Keep Snotlout away from the throne, that's all I'm asking," he replied.

The men laughed. Stoick went to hiccup's room and opened the door. He saw his worried son looking at the left-hand corner of his bedroom which was covered in ice.

"Dad I'm scared about the meeting," said hiccup running to his father.

Stoick bent down to hiccup's level, well as far as he could get anyways. He handed him the gloves.

"Here hiccup. Wear these and the ice won't get through. Remember, conceal it don't feel it."

"Conceal it don't feel it," repeated hiccup.

"And quit worrying, I'm sure everything will be fine."

But how wrong he was about that simple statement.

The next day hiccup and Stoick went out to the docks. A random person from the crowd yelled, "There's the chief, and look, its hiccup!"

Everyone looked up at the two. A distinct feeling of fear began to boil in hiccup's stomach. He sighed conceal it don't feel it and walked with his father to the ship. On the ship hiccup met 5 other 8 year olds. Their name's were Snotlout, Astrid, Ruffnut, Tuffnut and Fishlegs. Snotlout kept hitting on Astrid and she kept turning him down. Ruffnut and Tuffnut kept fighting. And Fishlegs just sat there reading. Hiccup knew that Snotlout was his cousin. Snotlout kept on ranting about how pathetic, and weak and scrawny hiccup was and how much better a chief he'd be. Eventually the ship docked. The chieftains all met together and the children went to play. Hiccup met the chiefs children: Thuggory, Camicazi, Dagur, Very Vicious, Doris and the others. Eventually they started a pickpocketing game much to hiccup's displeasure. Many things were burgled. In an attempt to impress the girls Snotlout decided to burgle something hard and he chose hiccup's gloves. But hiccup noticed.

"Hey! Give them back!" he yelled.

Snotlout laughed and held them in the air above him tauntingly. Hiccup ran at him but he just threw the gloves to Dagur. Thuggory, Camicazi and Doris tried to help hiccup but Dagur just began to ran. He was running over the grass when a patch of ice formed and he slipped on it. all the children of the tribes gasped. They looked around to see who had done it but couldn't put their hands on it. hiccup walked over to Dagur but before he could get there Dagur threw the gloves to Tuffnut. This went on for a while before hiccup lost control while they were with Very Vicious and ice shards surrounded him. Hiccup looked at his hands in horror. The other children gasped even louder and unfortunately the meeting was over and all eyes of every tribe were on them. He grabbed his gloves but ice started spreading on them he quickly dropped them. Stoick and Gobber were very worried. Unfortunately Snotlout noticed it.

"YOU!" he yelled pointing at hiccup.

He and his friends advanced on hiccup.

"stay back," cried the young heir swishing his hand to hide his face.

Ice exploded at their feet, shards pointing dangerously towards them. The crowd gasped.

"Monster!"

"Sorcery!"

"He should be killed!"

"Let's kill him!"

the crowd ran at him, axes, swords, bows arrows, forks, torches and all drawn. He ran and ran. Luckily they were uphill and to leave they'd have to go downhill through a forest meaning that the Vikings would not only have to slow down due to their larger stature but they also couldn't shoot arrows or throw weapons. He turned the ground beneath him to ice. The Vikings were far behind him. He came to a stop by the ocean. Now what? The Vikings were only a mile away and advancing rapidly. They would soon be in throwing range. He had an idea. He turned the water in front of him to ice. He knew that the Vikings would be able to follow him so he turned his boots to skates. As he skated the water kept turning to ice. The Vikings kept running after him till he was out of sight. He kept skating, passing at least 8 different islands. Eventually he found a small, barren island that was hundreds of miles from where he had left. It was nightfall when he got on the island and snow began to fall. He looked around him. He saw a hill and decided to create a home there. He began to sing passionately on his journey to the location:

let it go, let it go

cant hold it back anymore

let it go, let it go

turn my back and slam the door

the snow blows white

on the island tonight

not a footprint to be seen

a kingdom of isolation

and it looks like I'm the chief

the wind is howling like the

swirling storm inside

couldn't keep it in

heaven knows

I tried

Don't let them in

Don't let them see

Be the good boy

You always have to be

Conceal don't feel

Don't let them know

Well now they know

Let it go he swished his left arm and the lake by him froze

Let it go he swished his right arm and the snow on the floor thickened

Cant hold it back anymore he thrust his arms up and a staircase appeared to take him on the very long walk he'd have to take up the mountain

Let it go, let it go

Turn my back and

slam the door

and here I stand

and here I'll stay

let it go he swished his hand at some trees and icicles hung off them

let it go he swished his hand and the snow clouds thickened

the cold never bothered

me anyway

he turned around

its funny how some distance

makes everything seem small

and the fears that once controlled me

cant get to me at all

he threw his hands in the air

up here in the cold thin air

I finally can breathe

I know I left a life behind he guiltily thought of his father and Gobber

But I'm too relieved to grieve

Let it go his outfit changed, he now had a white tunic with a dark-blue band with a snowflake pattern around it and a dark blue fur vest, dark blue pants, white fur boots and a black thread with a single snowflake around his neck .

Let it go

Cant hold it back anymore

Let it go, let it go

Turn my back and slam the door

And here I stand

And here I'll stay

Let it go, let it go

The cold never bothered me anyway

Standing frozen

In the life I've chosen

You wont find me

He threw his arms back

The past is so behind me

Buried in the snow

Let it go, let it go

Cant hold it back anymore

Let it go, let it go

Turn my back and slam the door

And here I stand

And here I'll stay

Let it go, let it go

The cold never bothered me anyway

Let it go

Yeah, nana

Here I'll stay

Let it go

Let it go

Let it go

He finished singing, now at the top of the mountain, a single snowflake dancing through his hand, he closed it. he ran to the end of the hill, taking in the scenery and breathing the fresh mountain air when he saw a figure in the swirling and falling snow.

Next chapter belongs to Elsa. I know I changed the song but I didn't fancy him being a queen or girl and he wasn't on the mountain yet. The reason he didn't build a castle is one you shall discover in the next chapter.

* Melinda's reappearance, yes, she has returned and serves as my messenger from the gods. Long live Melinda!

- httyd4eva

peace out yo ;)