Hey! Welcome to my first 'Hiccup left Au' story. I wanted to try this, and I hope you like it! Keep in mind, Rating May Change. I own nothing!
Warning: Darkcup!
"- leaving. We're leaving. Time to pack up. We're taking a little vacation, forever." Said Hiccup, walking into the cove. Toothless gave his rider a look of confusion. "We're packing up and leaving. I can't kill a dragon. What are they? Crazy? I'm Hiccup the Useless, I could never kill a dragon." Hiccup mumbled to himself as he fixed Toothless for the journey ahead of them.
One thing was for certain, they were never coming back.
Hiccup pulled out a dagger and Toothless jumped back "Don't worry, Bud. I have to do this." Hiccup closed his eyes as he sliced his right hand. "Shit!" He cursed, rather loudly. He stood up and went to rocks, wiping his blood on rocks. Once he felt like there was enough blood to be convening, he spread a few Night Fury scales. He wrapped his hand in a cloth and smiled at Toothless, who was giving him a weird look "Don't worry, Bud. I've got this under control."
Astrid was fuming as she walked to the forest. Her lucky axe was attached to her hip and she was prepared to use it.
That runt.
Who does he think he is? Beating her in dragon training?
"Shit!" She heard Hiccup curse.
What in Odin's Beard...?
Astrid took off towards the cove. She peaked over the edge and saw something.
She descended down to examine the cove. The first thing she saw was a black scale. She picked it up and looked it over.
It wasn't like any dragon scale she had seen...
Her brow raised up and looked up. Something red caught her eye. She slowly turned and looked at a rock.
Blood?
Like an axe to the face, it clicked in her head.
Hiccup's curse, dragon scale, blood.
"Okay but I hit a Night Fury..." Hiccup's voice rang in her head.
As if losing all feeling in her body, the scale dropped from her hand.
"STOICK! GOBBER!" Astrid darted from the cove, running as fast as she could to find... someone. Anyone.
Stoick wasn't sure how to react when Astrid Hofferson came running to him yelling at the top of her lungs "HICCUP WAS KILLED BY A NIGHT FURY!"
At first, he was sure it was some cruel joke so that she could kill the dragon.
But then he saw the tears building in the lass' eyes.
His mug dropped as if in slow motion, the whole village was in celebration about Hiccup winning, and he took off running with the Hofferson girl and Gobber close behind him.
He wouldn't believe it until he saw it. Surely the gods weren't that cruel. They would not take his wife and Hiccup?
Would they?
Once they got to the cove, he saw the fresh blood and dragon scales. Stuck clinched his fists. His son was surely and truly gone.
Gobber looked over at his longtime friend, something flashed in Stoick's eyes, then they became... empty.
Gobber looked at the scene in front of him. Hiccup's blood, dragon scales...
Gobber looked away. Hiccup was the closest thing to a son he could ever have. He raised the lad basically!
And now... he was gone.
Hiccup circled around Berk a few times, just waiting for the cheers about him being gone. This is was it felt like to be free.
It's a feeling of freedom, mixed with selfishness.
Mostly just selfishness.
Hiccup felt something in his chest change. They only started to accept him when they thought he could prove himself to be a Viking.
He was no Viking.
Hiccup looked at Toothless "It's just you and I now Bud."
TEN YEARS LATER
It's funny how ten years can change everything.
Hiccup turned in his bed and sighed. Maybe he should be feeling something, maybe regret, maybe sadness.
No, like the past five years, it was nothing.
He felt nothing anymore.
He sat up in bed and smiled at his dragon. Toothless was the only thing he smiled at, and those smiles didn't reach his eyes.
Hiccup scratched his shirtless stomach and got out of bed. His shaggy auburn locks covered his emotionless green eyes.
The last five years has been good on Hiccup, he lost all his baby fat, his round face curved into a strong jaw and sharp cheek bones. Muscle grew on his fishbone arms and legs. Scars now cover his back and stomach from various adventures. But only two scars stood out, one on his face from a freak Timberjack accident, and one on his right hand that he inflicted on himself that got him to where he was today.
Hiccup picked up his green tunic "Toothless, time to wake up!" He sang jokingly
Toothless grumbled
"Don't be like that. Bud, come on." Hiccup started to put on his flight suit "Do you want to go flying?"
Toothless' eyes shot open and smiled at his rider. "There's Toothless."
Life on Berk wasn't going well. Dragons raided more than they did when Hiccup lived there.
More damage than when Hiccup was there.
More death.
In the end, Astrid got the honor of killing the Monstrous Nightmare. Stoick sat there blankly the whole time and it wasn't much of a celebration.
Astrid certainly wasn't in a mood to celebrate.
It hunted her. It really did. She didn't see how he actually died.
But there was so much blood.
Too much blood.
Astrid watched the sun rise from her window, ten years of very little sleep makes her appreciate the small things, like the sun rise, or the sun set.
It was going to be a long day. Astrid could tell already.
Astrid pushed away from her window and started putting on her armor.
"Astrid! Dear, breakfast is on the table!" Her mother called
Astrid walked down to the kitchen and saw her mom smiling at her "Good morning dear!"
"Morning Mom." Astrid said, considerably less excited then her mom.
"Honey, whats the matter?" Her father asked
"Nothing daddy."
"Eat a good breakfast, you have a class at the Kill Ring today."
Astrid sat down at the table and started to eat.
Astrid took over the classes at the Kill Ring after Gobber retired. He refused to teach after Hiccup… well after Hiccup. He said 'If I couldn't teach the lad, I can't teach anyone.'
Since she was the 'winner' of dragon training, she took over.
In a land of kill or be killed, was there really a winner?
"Dear, did you get much sleep last night?" he mother cupped her face and stared at the black bags under her daughters eyes.
"Enough." Said Astrid, if three hours enough
"Honey, how come you haven't been getting sleep?" her mother asked
"I don't know. Reasons. I have to go." Astrid stood up and walked out.
"What's the number one thing you need when you are fighting a dragon?" asked Astrid, crossing her arms and staring at her class.
Olaf Erikson smirked "A doctor."
Astrid stopped short. Flashes went through her head of a certain auburn haired boy.
"A doctor!' 'Maybe they take the daytime off, like-like a cat!'"
"Ms. Hofferson?" asked the sweetheart of the group, Helga. "Are you alright?"
Astrid shook her head and looked at Helga "I'm-I'm fine. And not a doctor. A shield." She hit Olaf on the head and he laughed
"Sorry Ms. Hofferson." He giggled
"So, there's the pile of shields, go pick one."
The kids ran over to pick up a shield. Astrid smiled at Helga trying to pick up a shield. Astrid laughed and walked over to her.
"Here, Helga. Let me help you."
Helga looked at her brunette hair, her brown eyes tearing up. "I can't do anything."
"You can do anything if you believe."
"That's not true." The eleven year old said
"Helga, you heard of Hiccup right?" She nodded. She was one when Hiccup died, so she must have heard the tales. "Hiccup was just like you, he couldn't lift a bola. But he became the best dragon killer."
"You think I could become a good dragon fighter?"
Astrid nodded "I believe in you Helga."
Helga beamed and Astrid handed her the shield. Helga ran off to the rest of the kids.
She looked at the class "Alright. Let's get class started."
After class, Astrid snuck out into the woods. She past her tree that she murders with her axe. She went straight to the cove. She climbed down and looked around.
It hasn't changed in ten years. Astrid ran a hand on the rocks until she reached the stains. It was fading away but she could make out the stains.
She kneeled down by it and ran fingers other it.
"I'm so sorry Hiccup. I couldn't save you." The twenty five year said, leaning against the rock. She closed her eyes and took deep breaths until she fell into a slumber. A must better sleep that she hasn't had in ten years.
When she woke up, it was dark. Astrid rubbed her eyes and looked around and stood up. She touched the spot one more time and started to walk out of the cove.
As she waked into the village, she heard running around. She looked around and saw everyone grabbing their weapons
"DRAGON RAID!"