This is a Halloween thing. It's horrible. I regret nothing, The end. And yes I know this is probably WAY off from Viking culture, but deal with it and enjoy the story! And holy sh*t this feels so based of Twilight omg. D:

WARNINGS: Gore, Blood, may be more later I don't know.

-Akira


He trudged through the forest, lost in thought as his mind wandered back to a few hours before.

Sure he and Astrid fought sometimes, but this was different, and when she screamed ''I hate you!'' to him, something inside him broke. And he stood there in shock. Not able to contemplate what had just happened. He couldn't even remember what the fight was over, but it didn't matter now. He was long gone into the forest, going to the cove where he knew the solitude would ease his pain just a small bit.

The moon bloomed high over the sky and seemed to radiate throughout the forest, it seemed almost as clear as day, yet as dark as night. And he couldn't quite put his finger on how such a thing was possible. Perhaps it was the atmosphere and illusion from the fact that Today was Halloween, a day where things not meant to be occurred and long buried horrors were come to life.

It was that subtle paranoia that always seemed to get to the villagers, (Not to mention the Flightmare of course), but it always seemed things non-existent watched you, with an utmost curiosity and lust for the worst of unthinkable horrors.

His leg made that all too familiar creaking sound, quite the annoying aspect of his disability, and the even bigger disadvantage of the ache in his stump that came from walking in bad terrain or for a long period of time, but at last he looked below to the relief of The Cove, the calm lapping of waves on the water instantly soothed him, and the stars seemed to sparkle on the reflection of the calm water, it almost made him feel like this was all a dream.

He sighed heavily, a sign of frustration but to him, a feeling of relief. For once he was truly alone, which, before the battle, he would have feared the most. But his new-found fame and Toothless' 'lost child following someone everywhere' personality had really gotten to him, and he was not used to this. For once that 'useless reptile' was frolicking around with the little children, running around to houses for treats.

Hiccup laughed at the thought of what his beloved companion was doing right now, but he sat down and breathed in the air, tasting the fresh and strong scent of the Marigold next to him. This is what he loved doing every Halloween Night, lying, relaxing, enjoying-

*CRACK*

He sat straight up, eyes wide, looking around him in a state of panic, but instantly calmed when he saw it was just a squirrel, his confusion grew when the animal looked to be very wary, terrified even, and sprinted off into the forest.

'That's strange' Hiccup thought, usually squirrels bolt for the nearest tree, not into the forest...

*CRACK*

A second noise was heard, and he jolted upright.

'T-toothless? Is that you? Twins, Snotlout? This isn't funny you know!'' he yelled into the darkness.

Two glinting red eyes met him.


He was frozen, every cell in Hiccups body screamed for him to run for his life as his heart raced and he Trembled on the spot, the figure walked forward, and walked so smoothly that it was almost inhuman, though the shape was, clearly...Human? Two piercing red eyes, piercing into him almost as sharp as it's fangs both bared, and a sickly smile appeared on it's face.

It lunged.

Hiccup hadn't even a second to cry out before agony exploded in his neck, never before had he fought so hard, but he was kicking, screaming, fighting for everything that he had, He felt teeth rip through his throat and a sickening splattering sound could be heard and blood surrounded him.

It had pierced his jugular.

The figure suddenly came to an abrupt halt on it's attack and stood up, sniffing the air, before screeching and running off into the darkness.

Hiccups blood from his horrifying neck wound bubbled to the surface and his hands and nails scrabbled on the ground trying to get air, but the blood was choking him, slowly suffocating him, as his eyes started to dull and his feeble attempts at life started to give way.

That's when agony struck him.

It felt like his whole body was on fire, his eyes felt like they were going to burst out of his skull and his throat felt like it was being torn open further, he screamed in agony through the blood as he felt something in his left leg, like someone was trying to dislocate it from it's sockets and then saw it off with a rusty blade, red filled his vision, was it blood? He didn't know, but his back arched from the torture his body was feeling, and it seemed like every blood cell had turned to knives and was piercing him from the inside, like the most painful itch ever, only he couldn't scratch it.

The last thing he heard was screeching in the distance as he lost all consciousness and his vision went white...


This is rather dark for me.

Except when I draw. :3

Halloween does sh*t to you brah. It does sh*t.

Will have the next chapter and maybe the one after that before tonight!

*Muffled* And please review and tell me what you think of it!

-Casually eats Parma violets-