When Toothless was younger, he remember how he would wake up to see his father flying off in the distance towards the sea, he remember how his mother distracted him with games and lessons of being a strong dragon until his father got back after sundown. He remembered how he always came back with new scars, or cuts or bruises, his body clearly worn out and tired.

He didn't understand how or why his father came back injured, he always wanted to ask but his father would drop a few fish in front of him and told him to 'eat up' before crawling to the back of the cave and collapsing into an exhausted heap.

Toothless would eat quietly as he glance at the back of his father and then his mother; He loved his mother dearly, but he spent every day since he hatched with her, but all he wanted was to get to know his father, but his mother always scolded him for disturbing him after coming back.

This was what the first 4 years of the young Night Fury's life.

In his four year of life, when his mother allowed him to leave the cave every now and again, his father left earlier than usual, waking up before the sunlight peaked its way through the thick fog that surrounded the island and waked out the cave slowly.

Toothless stirred awake and listened as his father past him, carefully to make sure he didn't seem awake to avoid another scolding, and opened his eyes slowly, greatly surprised to see his father not flying off in the distance but sitting on the small cliff a few meters away from the entrance of their cave.

Toothless remembered how confused he was, his father never done something like this before; Toothless stayed there, lying next to his sleeping mother's side as he watched his father for a while, his figure never moving as he stared out to see, his ears as low as they could get along with his head.

After a while, his Father shifted and turned back to the cave. Toothless quickly laid his head down and closed his eyes, pretending to be sleeping as he listen to his father's large paws making their way towards him.

Toothless stiffed as his father stopped in front of him, waiting a few minutes before his father sniffed the top of his head lightly and gave a small whine before licking the top of his head lightly and muttered a sentence he'll never forget before he heard him move to his mother.

The words circled his head, clouding his thought, what did he mean? What was wrong with his father? Why did he lick his head? His father hadn't done that for so long…

After a few minutes, his father moved away and the sounds of his footsteps grew faint as he left the cave for the last time.

Toothless eyes snapped open and he jerked his head up, crying out a small whine as his father lowed himself to the ground, his wings slowly unfolding at his side, Toothless' words unheard. Toothless leaped to his feet and ran towards his father clumsily, crying out for his father desperately as the older dragon leaped of his feet and flew towards the mountain instead of out to sea.

Toothless cried out weakly, watching as his father fly through one of the many small tunnel entrances, disappearing from view. The small Night Fury sat where his father had sat upon the small cliff, staring at the mountain, heartbroken as a roar shook through the mountain, but quiet enough to not awaken any of the sleeping dragons.

Toothless couldn't remember too much after that, he remembered how he sat of that cliff until the sunrise, as if waiting for his father to fly back from the mountain and to his side. He remembered how his mother was woken up by a massager terror, his words were lost but Toothless could clearly hear his mother's heartbroken sobs, whimpering to herself as she fell into a heap there.

Toothless remembered how his mother hugged him so tightly, telling him he was brave and strong and that everything will be fine. Toothless never understood what had happened that day, maybe he did and he just forced himself to forget, think his father had left for a raid and took rest on an island somewhere.

That was the last time Toothless saw his father, last time he saw his father flying, last time he heard his father's voice.

Even after his learned to fly, joined the raids, met Hiccup and fought off the Red Death, his father's words echoed in his head as they fell towards the earth, lighting the monster's mouth alight.

As Hiccup fell towards the ever growing ball of flames, the words seemed as loud and as clear as the day his father said them on that day:

Protect your love ones son, protect them with your life not matter what happens, it's move then I ever did.

Hey guys,

So I wrote this a week or so again and I thought I'll post it because:

I won't update my new story for a few days since I've been really sick for quiet so time now

I have a chapter for Hiccup, Stoick and Astrid, all someone they loved, but feel free if you want to make a request for anyone, like Fishlegs for Gobber ^u^

I'm really tired right now omfg

I love you my readers! You make my days bright and full of rainbow shitting unicorns ^-^