Author's Note: My take on what might have happened if Race to The Edge was darker. Hiccup fights for his life after being rescued from Ryker.
After several months of not having a laptop I took the story down. I now have a table to finish the story. From chapter five onward it will be different than what I had originally written. I think it's better this way.
Ryker watched as the Riders flew in to rescue the Haddock boy, he turned and faced the younger man with a smile. He punched Hiccup in the stomach, causing his eyes to roll into the back of his head. He quickly flung the unconscious man and began to run toward the woods.
He didn't get very far, seeing as how the Night Fury quickly closed the distance and shot at him. His grip on Hiccup loosened causing him to drop him as he caught his footing. He grabbed the gangly man and pulled out his sword, which was promptly shot out his hand.
The blasted dragon quickly disarmed him and knocked off all of his protective gear, causing him to fall backwards. Hiccup was once again free from his grip. The Night Fury towered over him, threatening to go for the kill shot.
Ryker backed away, whimpering "No, don't."
"It's all right, Toothless, we got him," Chief Stoick stated as he patted the dragons head.
The Offspring of Lightning and Death gave the foul man one last growl before running over to Hiccup, who was starting to come to his senses.
Ryker stood and started brushing off the dirt, but he soon found himself hanging the air by Stoick
"I want you to deliver a message to Viggo," Stoick growled. "You put a bounty on one of us, you get all of us."
Before Ryker had time to respond, his world went black as he hit the ground.
Stoick cracked his neck and knuckles "Well that felt good."
He promptly walked over to Hiccup and Toothless. Astrid landed behind the trio and ran over to them.
"Hiccup, your leg," Astrid stated, her voice laced with worry "Are you okay?"
Hiccup shrugged as a wave of relief and exhaustion washed over him. "I'm okay. Let's just go home."
Astrid helped him up off the ground and wrapped his arm over her shoulder. Together they made their way over to Stormfly. Little did they know that Ryker had reawakened and was grabbing the dagger in his boot.
Hiccup screamed in agony as the weapon pierced through his padding and into his shoulder. The dagger buried itself to the hilt, deep into the young Vikings shoulder. He fell to the ground, grasping the dagger, trying to pull it out, only to have Astrid stop him.
Astrid grabbed Hiccup's hand. "Leave it in. If you pull it out, you'll just bleed out faster."
Hiccup didn't want to leave it in. "Astrid, it hurts."
"I know, Hiccup. Just leave it in. We'll get you Gothi, and she'll fix it right up," Astrid promised before turning to look at the other riders. "Heather, in my saddlebag, is bandages and cloth, bring them to me. Snotlout go get some fresh water from the lake. We need to clean and bandage the wound so that it doesn't get infected during the flight to Berk."
She looked at Hiccup, who was fighting to keep his eyes open. "Hiccup, I'm going to turn you on your side. It's going to hurt but just stay with me. You need to stay awake."
"I-I can't. So tired," Hiccup muttered.
"Just stay awake, Hiccup, for me," Astrid pleaded.
Hiccup nodded but ultimately failed. The more he fought the encompassing darkness the faster it came. Soon his world was enveloped in said darkness that wished to claim him
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Special thanks to DraconicBeing2.0 for beta reading and helping me improve the story