So, this is the first fanfic I have EVER written, so any constructive feedback is welcomed and appreciated.

I LOVE HTTYD 1 and 2, and of course Hiccstrid is my OTP. So I decided completely on a whim to try writing somethign about them.

[Note: everything is in 3rd person, but I switch between who I'm focusing on. These changes are marked by a space between paragraphs and ellipses ... ]

Astrid came into the room, halfheartedly slamming the door shut and letting it swing on its hinges behind her, not caring how much snow came into the room because of it. She was already covered in the white fluff from head to toe and it wasn't like it was going to start forming puddles on the ground anytime soon. The hut, which was more like some abandoned shack, to be honest, was barely warmer than the torrential blizzard raging on outside the wooden walls.

She hadn't meant to get stranded all alone, but this blizzard honestly came out of nowhere - okay, not exactly nowhere, they all knew it looked like it was going to snow soon, but none of them thought it would be this bad, and definitely not this quickly, including Astrid. Not like that would've stopped her from storming out of the clubhouse to take some much needed time to herself away from the twins, despite all of Hiccup's protesting.

Astrid stood there, just for a moment, and let all her anger coarse through her blood for a few moments before she broke and fell to the ground in pieces. A calm emptiness replaced the fury coursing through her veins as she crumbled even further to the ground, giving herself over to gravity and all its whims and weights, yet this didn't even calm her down. Instead, the same anxiety that has been plaguing her ever since she can remember slowly creeped back into her, making her sweat and worry about things that didn't even exist, but the thing is, it wasn't even worrying. It was panic. It was about absolutely nothing, but it was sheer and utter panic. And it's always been there. It's gotten better over the years, but still had to make some sort of reappearance for no good reason. She would've been furious at this and headed out to the woods again to practice her axe throwing if it weren't for, well, the snow, and for the overwhelming desire to just... collapse. So that's what she did. She ran away as far as she could go, considering the fact that you couldn't even see so much as your hand right in front of you at the rate this snow was falling at, and simply collapsed.

Silent tears began to stream down her face, all of her sorrow slowly exiting her body and freezing into tiny ice drops on the floor, the rest of her depression manifesting itself in the rest of her body in tiny yet agonizing aches and pains combined with such a strong and overwhelming fatigue that breathing almost seemed harder than running here through a foot and a half of snow. She took one deep, shuddering breath in, held it for a second, and let it all out as her body began to tremble. She didn't breath back in. Her light trembling probably didn't look like much from the outside, but gods, she felt like something she couldn't control was violently shaking her from her core, determined to dispel any positive or joyful thought from her body until there weren't any left. The silent tears ate away at her more, her body beginning to tremble a little bit more from the cold air cutting its way through her skin and seeping into her body as the trembling stopped and the stillness set in. She still hadn't breathed... but come to think of it, gods... it felt really nice for once. All she wanted to do was to remain in this state forever, to escape all the panic and fear that plagued her and just slowly... sink... into this beautiful, this wonderful...

...

Hiccup stormed though the snow, panic rising inside of him as he called out her name: "Astrid!"

He took a few more steps, yelling it again: "Astrid!" Gods, where could she be?! He was worried sick about her so much he thought he might throw up, but that didn't stop him from full on sprinting through over two feet of snow in a blizzard in hopes of finding the girl he loved.

"Dear Odin, please let her be okay" he whispered, his thought swirling around with the torrent of thoughts running through his mind at the moment. He couldn't see anything in front of him, no matter how hard he tries. Heck, he couldn't even see his hand when it was right in front of his face. The snow was beginning to turn into little drops of ice, pelting against his exposed skin along with the wind, which seemed to be putting in every effort it could to keep Hiccup from reaching Astrid. Not like that stopped him from trying even harder.

He continued to barrel through the snow, struggling against the wind pushing him in every direction imaginable, continuing to nearly scream out "Astrid! Astrid, it's Hiccup, where are you?! Astrid!" only to find no response. He took another step forward and his metal leg got trapped on something. He looked back in alarm, expecting to see Ryker or one of his sailors trying to drag him down, to discover that his leg was stuck on a tree root... under the snow. Great. He attempted to yank his leg free a few times, unsuccessfully, and only managed to slip and face plant into the snow. He got back up, and didn't notice how violently shaking he was until he saw his hands untangle the woven knot his foot got stuck in. His muscles were achy and his limbs were beginning to freeze to the point of near dysfunction. "No," he thought, "I can't die here, I can't, I just-" He was jolted out of his thoughts when the image of a cold, dead Astrid lay unmoving on the ground entered his mind and his panic and desire - no, need - to find her rose to a new level, causing him to scramble onto his feet and bolt in whatever direction he was going in with a new energy. "What if I don't find her?" he thought. "What if I'm too late, what if she's already dead and I couldn't save her, just because-" he was jolted out of his thought yet again when he slammed into a tree face first... again. Hiccup was filled with frustration as he cursed himself for running into a tree, or all things, making him slow down his search for Astrid...

It was a house. It wasn't a tree, it was a house!

Astrid was smart - scratch that, one of the most intelligent human beings he knows - so if she ran to find a place of solace with a storm coming, she would've - hopefully - gone into something like this. Hiccup frantically felt around for a door or entrance of any kind until he found the latch to a door - which was already unlatched. "Thank Odin!" he praised for a split second as he burst into the room, slamming the door securely shut behind him, only to have his high spirits ruined and destroyed and replaced with fear, shock, and dread as he turned around to see Astrid's lifeless body collapsed on the floor before him.

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Yep! Definitely just HAD to end that with a cliffhanger. As much as they annoy me, it always makes reading the next chapter SO much more satisfying, so I hope it does the same for you. If not, who doesn't love a little anticipation, you know?

Anyways, let me know what ya think and thanks for reading!