Note: I do not own any How to Train Your Dragon 1/2 Nor any of the TV Show, and specials. All intellectual materiel is owned by Dream-works Animation.
This FanFic will start at the end of HTTYD 1 and end at what ever point I see fit or if or when I lose interest in writing this so always expect that I might not finish what I have started, I'm trying to be honest with you people so that you don't get burned by me failing to finish this. Although if have stopped writing this I will put out a notice.
Another thing to add is that I will ignore the chronology of the TV Show but still use most if not all of its characters. So if you want to bitch and moan about me not sticking to the established lore then fine but that does not change the fact that I will not be following the TV shows plot lines. Last thing to add is that this Fanfic will have lots of gore and sex but I will try to keep it tasteful in terms of the plot and character motivations, so not every chapter will be sex and blood so its not one of those FanFics that's easy to fap to. So to conclude on this point it will be a very strong M with cursing, blood and gore, and sexual content.
Chapter 1: Aftermath Feelings
OH GODS HIS LEG, HIS LEG. That's all Astrid could thing about as she ferried vikings back to Berk as the Red Death had destroyed most of the Vikings ships. All she could think about was Hiccup, "would he live, would he walk, could he even use that beautifully smart crazy mind of his again". Beautiful, why was she using beautiful to describe his mind, I mean he was smart no the smartest Viking on berk, but she had never seen his brain as beautiful. What was this feeling she had, this need she had to by his side while he was being taken care of. She had felt this felling before but only for her family, what little left of it there was. She had certainly never felt it for any boy or girl, even Ruffnut who was her best and only girl friend. The woman who she ferrying was behind her on her dragon, and who clearly was both terrified and dumbstruck of riding a dragon tapped her on her shoulder.
"Um c-could you please pay attention to your flying" the woman said skittishly clearly sensing that her rider wasn't all there.
Astrid immediately snapped out of her trance of worst case scenarios and the feelings she felt for Hiccup and realized that they were now in the midst of a 45 degree dive towards the ocean. she pushed hard down on her dragons horns sending it into a steep climb. The woman behind her began to scream with terror as they seem to be flying straight towards the top of the world tree and into Valhalla. Astrid then regained her focus and pushed gently on her dragons horns "what was she going to name her dragon" she thought, the dragon then went slowly back to a level flight on a course towards Berk. The woman had been flailing her arms and grabbing onto Astrid as they began to level out. She smirked because that was what she was like on her first flight, but the smirk quickly faded when she remembered who had flown her and that she might never see him again. She been doing this for two hours now and she still probably had another six more to go. Six more hours of not seeing him or knowing what was happening to him, it was going to be torture. Even with five riders and 4 dragons, well more like 3 as Meatlug couldn't carry anyone as big as those vikings. It was going to take all night and morning to get everyone back to Berk, she would probably only have time for a short dinner before getting back out there, and it was getting to that time.
As she touched down the people of Berk were in a frenzy as their chief was locked in his house (not that anybody could blame him), and dragons were trickling in and starting to create mistcheif. But she didn't have time for this there were no fires and as far as she could tell the dragons were more scared of the vikings than the other way around. so after the woman thanked her, she took off for the nest which was 30min to get there, then having to pick a Viking to take while the other ones screamed and begged her to take them pushing and shoving one another, then 30min back with a terrified Viking on behind her screaming and shaking her, and those were the brave ones.
After doing this two more times she finally decided to get dinner, as she ran up to the mead hall all she heard were thanks and rumors about Hiccup she tuned out both, but the rumors rekindled her desire to at least see Hiccup let alone know what was happening to him. She quickly grabbed a fried fish with a side or roast potatoes and vegetables and a glass of water, as she didn't want to get tipsy while having to fly for several more hours. As She made her way up to the Haddock house she ate her fish and potatoes along the way. By the time she reached the door of the Haddock house, she only had a bit of the tail and a few onions left of her meal. As she opened the door she heard the most horrifying sound she had ever heard, she heard sawing. She dropped her tray which hit the ground with a metallic pang and let out loud gasp taking a step back. Just then the sawing stopped and she heard the sound of something fleshy hit the ground, followed by the sizzling of flesh being cauterized. Gobber turned around with a shocked look, he turned towards Stoick and stopped him from doing anything rash to her . He made his way over to her and put his hand on her shoulder.
"It's going to be okay, he'll live, after all he is descended from Stoick the Vast" he said with a reassuring tone.
He began to move her out side the house. She was in too much shock to say anything all she could do was look back through the door at that poor beautiful boy. Gobber put him self in front of her view.
"look Astrid I know your worried, but Gothi and I have everything under control, he'll live to ride another day, don't you worry" but she did worry, she then pushed Gobber away and ran towards her dragon tears running down her face. "well at least I know he won't be doing one thing any more" she thought as she mounted her dragon. When ever she was sad, angry, or in distress she absorbed her self into her work, but this time it didn't work and she could not completely keep her feeling under control and several times she began to cry, and right in front of other Vikings, but she didn't care she just wanted to go to bed and hope this was all a terrible nightmare. Finally after six and a half hours later she could finally rest, she didn't even bother undressing she was so tired. Her parents saw her pain but thought it best just to let her lie down. As she lay on her bed all her thoughts and feelings for Hiccup still ran through her body and mind. But eventually she eventually was able to fall asleep after much tossing and turning and crying.
When she awoke, she was in a cold sweet, holding her ax standing on top of her bed but in a way as if she had been defending someone. the nightmare that had caused this was lost to her but she could guess what had happen in it. Her everything was sore, not only from the endless riding but also the rough treatments the Vikings had given her. she guessed it was around noon so she hadn't slept that long. She slowly and excruciatingly made her way to the bath room where she found a luke warm bath. She cheeked the embers of the fire, which were still hot and set about restarting the fire to warm some water up for the bath. She then began to slowly and painfully take off her clothes as not only was she sore but her cloths were crusty and smelled like shit and were basically glued to her skin. By the time she had finished removing her cloths the bath was stating to boil, so she doused the flames and waited for the water to cool. As she looked in the mirror she saw her thy and ass had been rubbed raw by the scales of the dragon and made a mental note to have a flight suit made and a saddle. When she came to her face, she almost seemed pathetic, her eyelids were swollen and she had bags under her eyes, she made a mental note to punch Hiccup when he woke up. When she entered the warm tube of water all her pain and sorrow melted away into bliss. She didn't know how long she had been in tube but eventually the water got cold and she awoke form her bliss to the cold drowning reality she lived in. she quickly put on some new clothes, put on her armor, had a late lunch and began to get to work. Unlike when she had tried to do it while ferrying people to Berk she was about to tune our her feelings for a little while until she passed by Gobber's work shop. She stopped in hoping to see Hiccup be even she thought that was wishful thinking in a best case scenario. She saw Gobber though, and he was working on some strange contraption, which as she was walking over towards him shot forward and knocked him in the face, causing him to scream and do some cursing under the breath curing.
"Gobber are you all right" she asked with smile
"Yeah just working out the kinks in this damned thing" he said with a hint of annoyance, Hiccup had always been better at he small and complex stuff.
"Watcha working on their" she asked with curiosity
"It's new leg for Hiccup" he said but when he saw her face he new he had upset her. "Look Astrid you saw his leg, there was more bone than flesh not to mention the rest of him, he was never going to walk on it again , we had to do it"
"Yeah I know but, to see him like that, too know that when he wakes up with a prosthetic leg he'll be in total shock and scared, it's just it's just awful" she began to sob
Gobber got up and put his arms around her.
"He will be fine, he may be a twig but he's as strong as a ship's mast, he'll get though it just like he has done throughout his life, you'll see" he gave her a tighter squeeze and then let her go. "You know I've been looking at that tail he made for that night fury and let me tell you that thing is a duesy to design for a normal foot let alone a hole new foot" he said with a laugh.
Astrid laughed, said good bye, and went off to do what ever the hell she had been doing before she met Gobber
On the third day of Hiccup being comatose, Astrid was finally starting to normalize and was starting to find a routine now, that being trying to keep both dragons and Vikings happy, she was also trying to start up riding classes for the Vikings to help bridge the divide, although many still found the idea of vikings riding dragons sacrilegious and a spit in the face to the ancestors. Luckily Stoick was out and about now helping to ease the transition of the people. Some Harry Hooligans did leave, not wanting to give up their dragon killing heritage. While Stiock was angry at them he also understood their grievances and let them leave to go and find dragons to kill. Astrid wanted to talk to him about Hiccup and her intrusion that night, but her work kept her very busy. Eventually though she was able to take a break as Fishlegs was giving a Gronckle seminar to some of the Gronckle riding Vikings, and Astrid's seminar wasn't for another hour, so she went off looking for Stoick. It wasn't hard to find him though, he could yell orders pretty loud. She found him in the main square helping to convert the torch light towers into feeding stations for the dragons, and Vikings weren't exactly known for coordination. She didn't want to disturb him while he was shouting order so she waited until he sat down to eat some jerky. As she approached him her heart began to race, she knew what she had done was incredibly rude and disrespectful to Stoick and the Haddock family. But she knew she had to face it and own up to it and so she surged ahead.
"Hi Stoick" She said with higher pitch than normal
"Astrid uh good to see you" he said still with a piece of jerky in his mouth
"I'm a sorry for what I did that night, it was uh very rude of me" Her mind raced back to that night, and the horrors she had heard and seen.
"It's okay Astrid, I know you were his friend, and that you wanted to see him, but that was just not the time" he said with frankness
"You know if Gobber hadn't been there I would have thrown you back to the dragon nest" he said chuckling
"So I know this might be out of line but how bad was he when he got there" she said hesitantly, instantly Stoick's smile went away
"It was bad, he had patches of burns all over him, several cracked ribs, one broken, a bad gash along his scalp, and... his leg" he shook his head looking at the ground
She tried to think of something to cheer him up.
"I saw Gobber working on Hiccup's new leg, gave him a good kick in the face" she said awkwardly, It at least put a smile back on his face.
"Gothi said he should be up in a couple of days, she said or wrote that he is healing remarkably well" His smile widened
"that is great, it was a-a good talking to you chief"
"It was good talking to you Astrid" he said with a big smile on his face "Now get your self back to the arena, I hear your giving a seminar on Nadders"
"Yeah I am uh bye Stoick" She left without delay with a big smile on her face, knowing that her Hiccup would be up and ready for that punch, and what ever else she was going to do to him.
2 days later, Astrid was walking up her houses shack to get some targets she had made for today's first target practice using dragons. Be the warrior that she was, she could see the benefits of a dragon rider army, although the past 5 days had been trying with several injures and many more accidents, unfortunately Astrid and the others could only regurgitate information about the dragon, they didn't have the training abilities of Hiccup or at least not yet, without him there to show how to truly train dragons, when dragons did act up they often had to be subdued with force. She had been able to get a few riders in the air but not for very long, as the riders would often lose there balance and fall off. She hoped adding a bit of combat training would add a bit of fun to the whole exercise. It was a little after mid-day. As she walked up to her shack, there was suddenly yelling coming from her right, as she looked through a gap between two houses she saw there was a crowd around the Haddock house, and they were all gathered around something. Astrid took off running, running faster then she had ever felt herself run, she thought she could race Sleipnir to the edge of the world and win. Her mind raced as faced as she was running. Was Hiccup alive, was he dead, was he still himself. She saw the crowd that was gathered around something, and like a calculating warrior she saw an opening in the line, and she went right through it. There he was, standing there smiling, a bit ruffed up but fine. Would she kiss him first because she was so happy to see him alive and well, would she punch him for making her cry and be fearful of his fate for the past 5 days. She was getting close to him, she had made up her mind, she would lead with the punch she thought after he had made her suffer so much, then she would kiss him really his him, the first time didn't count.