Okay so this is a request I had from in Tumblr and I loved it so much I decided to do a very short story summing it =) I liked the idea and I thought it was worth just like 3 or 4 chapters maybe more, I don't know. I wanted to rated T but I, personally almost cried writing it and I think it has a lot of angust, but I won't be rating it M. It's a Hiccstrid story, kind of tragedy hehehe

Anyway, here's the first chapter to make you know that I'm alive and still writing but a little busy with school and all soo yeah =) Enjoy and PLease review!


I'll come back

"You better not take long" she'd said before he left.

"I will if I have to, milady" He leaned down to kiss her forehead before he kissed her lips. Astrid didn't let him pull back and she returned the kiss with more passion, throwing her hands in his hair and pulling him down closer to her, and deepening the kiss.

It wasn't new to Astrid to see Hiccup leave on duty, but either way she always said goodbye like this. She made sure that every time Hiccup left, he had a reason to come back.

"If you die out there, I'll hunt you down and kill you until you ancestors feel the pain, understood?" She mumbled against his neck.

With one last kiss, he grinned down at her, "Yes milady, however, I'm sure I'll be fine. I'll be back as soon as I can"

He didn't.

Astrid woke up with a jolt in the middle of the night. That knock in her door kept on until it woke her. She shook her head and went downstairs of the Haddock Household, rubbing her eyes. Astrid had been acting chief until Hiccup comes home; he's been gone for a half a month now, he insisted she stayed and take care of the village this once. The problem with the Uglithugs had been a little bit delicate for the young chief; it had been going on for months and Hiccup decided it was time to stop it. Him and a few other warriors climbed their dragons and hadn't returned within a fortnight. Astrid was okay with it actually, she knew Hiccup had to take his time with the whole peace-making thing.

The knocking stopped when she opened the door. It was dark and the figure on front of her could only mean that the person in front of her was Fishlegs. He looked agitated and Astrid knew something was wrong.

"Legs? What are you doing here in the middle of the night? I-"

"Astrid, I have some new for you, I-I well, I was on the night's watch an-and I-I, well-"

"Spit it out Fish-" Said the annoyed young woman. It was late and Astrid was not in the mood for stutters.

"Astrid- I saw something approaching in the sky. I thought it was a dragon or something" That gained Astrid's attention and she listened closely now to what Fishlegs had to say. "It-It was a rider. A Berk's rider. H-He was limping and v-very bad injured."

Astrid's eyebrows shot up and she looked at him wide-eyed.

"Is he okay? Where is he?!"

"He's fine; we took him to Gothi's. I-I… Astrid he came with this." Fishlegs reached for a piece of rolled parchment he had in his pocket and handed it to her. Astrid grabbed it and saw it was a letter from the Uglithugs. Not good news. But she didn't want to fear the worst. "It-it's addressed to the high authorities of Berk and I suppose that's you for the moment, I haven't opened it. But I'm guessing they're not good news-"

Astrid rolled the parchment open and read it anxiously. Yep, it was from the Uglithugs, saying… saying…

She covered her mouth and scream in it. NO. No, this can't be true. She refused to believe it. Astrid sobbed loudly as she kept reading the letter. Tears involuntarily flowed down her cheeks. Astrid's body started trembling at whatever cursed thing she was reading, reporting to her the worst kind of information she had in mind.

Fishlegs looked at her in horror and covered his mouth too. He had no idea what was in that letter but judging by Astrid's face, it could only mean one thing and one thing only. It had to do with her husband. He dared not to ask anything but the nerves burned him alive. "As-Astrid, what does it say?" His voice was shaking.

The knot in her throat became so big she couldn't even breathe. Astrid chocked in her breaths. Her insides burned and squirmed for reaction. Her mind blowing every kind of thought that didn't focus on the pain she was feeling right now. It was killing her, almost as if she was losing the will to live and let her body struggle in its own. Her eyes stuck in the piece of paper she had now loosely held in her hands and her legs gave up, knocking her body to the ground as she sat in her ankles. Astrid let go of the parchment before covering her face in her hands and wailing, crying and begging to the gods that she woke up of this foul dream.

Fishlegs was anguished with the crumbling of Astrid in front of him. He had absolutely no idea what to do. Astrid wailing became louder and she lay helpless on the ground of her house. Fishlegs took the courage to step out and comfort her. His hand landed in her shoulder and she kneeled in beside her before wrapping his arms around her, as soon as he did this Astrid stretched her arms around him and cried in his shoulder. The pain in Fishlegs heart grew bigger. He was just trying to help.

Astrid couldn't believe. She won't. He-he... They... They've just started a new life together. He couldn't do this to her. Not now. Please not like this. Please, no!

Hiccup

His name rang in her ears as if someone had been yelling at them for hours. It hurt.

Hiccup

"Hiccup" Her voice was barely audible with all the tears and muffling in Fishlegs' shoulder. She cried his name again louder and pulled away from the hug and stood up, he followed her. Astrid wiped away the tears but kept on her miserable face and her sobs continued.

"I, eh, sorry Fish-"

"Astrid, I understand." He interrupted.

"I-I need some time alone Fish- I-" Astrid wiped away the dampness in her face and the turned to him. Fish understood immediately and gave Astrid one last hug before stepping out and closing the door behind him.

It felt... empty. The house. Everything.

Time stopped. And the beating of her heart was the only thing going on race. A race she's not going to win this time. The Haddock household had been kind of empty since Stoick departure, but it was still always filled with the laughter of Hiccup cheerfulness and his presence that gave the place some life. His mother came along and everything seemed like it was before; one son, one parent. But it was still empty somehow, until she moved in on the night of their wedding and in some ways, it made everyone forget for a moment that that emptiness couldn't be filled. The house still lacked a bit with the presence of the mighty ex-chief.

But now… it was nothing but a reminder of how vacant and unoccupied this place will be. This was different; hopeless and unchangeable.

Astrid paced around their- her residence in an aching suffocating silence that tore her soul apart in a merciless state of inability to do something.

The chocking air of broken promises filled her lungs in just one poisonous breath. The candles were out and the place grew even more in its gloominess. She trembled.

Astrid wanted to blame someone. She blamed that blasted tribe, she blamed Toothless for not protecting his riders fast enough, she blamed Hiccup for getting out of her arms in the first place, she blamed the dragons for bringing the whole problem to the tribes and force Hiccup to do something about it. She blames herself for letting Hiccup go. She blamed herself for not letting him go. She blamed her fate and the gods, she blamed at nothing in particular. A scream of rage blew in the house, then a wail and another cry. Astrid collapsed on the living room whining and grieving. Moaning and weeping.

'If you die out there, I'll hunt you down and kill you until you ancestors feel the pain, understood?'

'Yes milady, however, I'm sure I'll be fine. I'll be back as soon as I can' she remembered.

He didn't.

He didn't.

Astrid meant that as a joke and he meant that as a promise. The young woman's nails dug into her nightgown, she thought they'd almost draw blood underneath the fabric. She didn't mind. She didn't mind anything anymore. She didn't care. The promises were broken, the promised life was shattered. Their life together will only be one more vain wish. Their life together. What would and would't have been. What could and could't have been. What should and shouldn't have been. With him.

She had to let go of tha- NO. She will never forget and will never forgive. She wouldn't. Astrid would never let her husband go. Not like this. He changed her world and stole her heart. Her memories painfully guided her to every single aspect of his being; printing enough of his memory to last for the rest of her life. And the love she felt for every single section of it. The ones she'll never get tired of loving; his soft touch, his loving gaze, his stubborn fingers, the taste of his lips, his courage and determination…

Astrid didn't even bother to remove the moist of tears formed in her cheeks or rub her red eyes. It didn't matter.

Your chief is dead. He died in a pathetic attempt of battle trying to bring to us that ridiculous treaty we will not accept with mare words of promise of the future.

I, the chief of the tribe of the Uglithugs, will not tolerate any more discussion of the matter, sorry for your loss. The battle was brutal; my men and your men are dead, but I'm willing to let this go, if you will.

Chief of the Uglithugs.

It drowned in her eyes as she read those foul words. Astrid had burned it down as soon as Fishlegs left her house.


So this is the fisrt chapter, hope you liked it! Please review =)