Right so, this is my first story. But I've had the idea in my head for awhile. Here is the prologue.
Warnings: Character death, bit of gore.
The moonlight shone down on the two-story white house. All seemed normal. In one room, two boys were having a sleep over. On a mattress on the floor, an eight-year-old boy covered in freckles and a brown head of hair slept. he was a light sleeper and woke when he heard crying in the other room.
Opening his forest green eyes, he turned to the blue bed. He sat up and shook the boy sleeping there. the nine-year-old boy in the bed sat up and ran a hand through his own spiky chestnut hair.
The boy in the bed yawned before opening his icy blue eyes and turning to his friend. "Nhg... hiccup? Wha you wan...?" the boy asked drowsily. "Shh. You hear that, jack?" Hiccup asked. Jack stopped to listen. "Emma."
Getting out of bed, Jack grabbed a flashlight and headed for the door. Hiccup got up and followed him.
Walking a bit down the hall, the boys came to another door. Opening it slightly, Jack peered into His sisters room. The brunette girl, only age six, was rolling around in her bed, sobbing a bit as she threw the covers off her and onto the floor.
A figure that seemed to be made of shadows loomed over her, a grin showing yellow, almost gray, teeth. The figures teeth and golden eyes were the only thing that wasn't black shadow.
Jack shone his flashlight into the room, directly on the figure. He didn't light up much, most of his body was still black. The figure snapped his fingers and disintegrated. As soon as he was gone, Emma shot up and started coughing up black stuff.
"MOM! DAD! IN EMMA'S ROOM! HURRY!" Jack panicked and called for his parents. Meanwhile, hiccup rushed over to Emma to see what he could do to help.
Jack's parents rushed into the room and turned on the light. The woman had brown skin, pink eyes, and shoulder length messy hair. Said hair had yellow and blue bangs, and normal brown in the back.
The man was very large and had to squeeze through the door. He had a white beard and a bald head, resembling Santa. He also had jack's blue eyes.
Both parents took one look at Emma and went into panic. "Boys! Go call 911!" Jack's mother, Toothiana, called to the two by the door. Jack and Hiccup rushed down the stairs and collapsed in front of the phone. Jack quickly got up and dialed the number. As he waited for them to pickup, he turned to his friend. "Am... am I the only one who... saw that?" he asked, hoping Hiccup would know what he was talking about.
"That... guy? Ya..." Hiccup nodded and trailed off as someone picked up the phone.
In the hospital waiting room, six, let's say odd, people sat. The two boys on the floor were Jack and Hiccup.
Sitting in two chairs behind them, Toothiana was sitting next to Valhalamara, Hiccups mother. Valhalamara, or Valerie, was comforting the sobbing Toothiana.
On the two mothers left were the fathers. Toothiana's husband, Nicolas, known as north, was sitting next to a man about his size. The other man was named Stoick, and father of Hiccup. A doctor came out of the back room and looked at the six with a grim expression. He gave the answer to the unasked question. Jack laid his head on his friend's shoulder and began to cry.
On October 31, Emma S. Overland died from an unknown virus.
i don't know when I may be able to update. Well, first chapter of first story, R&R. People who do so get free cookies. *holds up box of doughnuts * oh... you know what I mean.
Jack overland (frost) = rotg
hiccup haddock = httyd