First one shot! This one is a bit touching and was inspired by one similar but aimed towards Astrid and the plot was different. Not exactly my best but I really like this idea and it was kind of hard to formulate into words. Any who, here is One shot number one

Memory

Hiccup focused on the target, poising his bow and readying his arrow. He stared ahead, focusing too hard, unable to release and when he did, the arrow fell off target. He sighed. His lack of focus on his training lately was incredible.

"Whats troubling you son?" The voice of his great grandfather spoke up from beside him, the man kneeling next to Hiccup. His soft grey eyes watching the boy, odly similar to him.

"Nothing Pops." He replied softly. Hiccup had great resemblence to the man, except for his green eyes whom he got from his dads. The dulled green similar to the vivid ones to his dad were nothing compared to that he had of his great grandfather. The man Hiccup had taken as a role model. Hiccup's posture, his voice, the way he talks, the way he walks, even his fighting stance was one that easily resembled Vals grandfather. Some believed it was like a morphed embodiement of the man, to remind them of who is keeping the world right and that it will not die there.

"That's not true. Other wise your aim wouldn't be so off. Now tell me, what troubles you?" Darell Cristien Voiturain replied as he watched his great grandson softly, glancing at his leg quickly. The poor lad had been through much, if only he could've been around to help.

"Its… just a lot to take in. Too much shoved at me, not too much of me to take it. I feel so helpless and its so easy to act like nothing is wrong only to go home on a deathrow. You know?" Hiccups confession was like a lift off his chest, something he hadn't done in too long. "And why is Astrid suddenly interested? It boggles my mind why she has."

"Who said it was sudden?"

"She never showed interest before."

"Because she didn't know how to." The man stood up and held out a hand to his great grandson. He was so proud of his young warrior. The man he was becoming, was a man anyone would be lucky to know. A great war leader like himself possibly and maybe he would go and do the change of good. Darell always saw more than potential in the lad, so much power he could bestow and use for the better.

Hiccup stood up and looked the man in the eyes. The scar he'd earned in his last battle that ran over his eye… last battle… Last battle? He survived hadn't he? Of course he had. He was going off to fight another battle, leading it as always, to stop the unnecassary fighting next week. Right? Hiccup felt tears well into his eyes as he suddenly hugged his great grandfather. "Pops what do I do? I'm scared…" he whispered, voice cracking and tears now obvious.

"Follow your heart and keep fighting for what you believe in. Hiccup, when have you ever been afraid? Of anything? Its not like you to suddenly be afraid." That was true though, Hiccup rarely feared anything. There wasn't much he had to fear. "There is nothing you can be afraid of."

"What if they don't accept me? What if I really am a screw up? Pops, I'm scared that it'll all fall apart on me." He was crying. He felt like a child again. It's the first time in years that Hiccup could remember crying.

"And why are you scared of that? You have lovely friends outside berk, and if those who claim to be your friends inside berk, are fools to not stay beside you. If your afraid of the world you now know of falling on you, then you've made of yourself a fool." His grandfather rubbed his back calmingly, loosening the tight muscles that have been straining for rest for too long but did not get enough of it. "Have you been sleeping?"

"Not really.."

"Just like your grandfather and uncle Donny."

"Just like you Pops," Hiccup retorted laughing a bit, eyes still glossy.

"You're skinnier," His great grandfather pointed out as Hiccup let go of him and leaned against a thick tree in the large woods. He looked up at the canopy of leaves, light leaking through the green. They seemed to ouline his tear stricken face."How are you handling your anorexia?" the boy has been anorexic since he was 13, and he'd gotten better but now he was 15 and it was bad again. That was too obvious. He was getting skinnier.

"Alright…" He has hardly eaten in the past month.

"Please… take care of yourself." His great grandfather looked at him with pleading eyes. "They can't afford to lose to you too. I hope you know I'm so proud of who you've become Hiccup." Lose me too. Last battle. That scar, his soft voice. The one that was too soft and too faded.

Hiccup shot up, wide awake with warm tears streaming down his face. He wasn't in the woods with his great grandfather. He was in his room. He was in berk. He was still 17 and his Pops was still dead. Dead. He died after that battle. Hiccup let out a small sob, not hearing the voices downstair. Take care of yourself, they can't afford to lose you too. His grandparents, great grandmother, his aunts and uncles and cousins and friends… what would they do without somebody who has been the largest of support to them all? Hiccup curled up under the blankets, green eyes clenched shut, body shaking as he gasped for air before coughing a sob out.

The door opened, but Hiccup didn't hear. He hugged his knee's close, hand tracing over the metal prosthetic. Prosthetic. He was missing a foot. He was even more useless wasn't he? That earned another sob from him. I hope you know I'm so proud of who you've become Hiccup. Then he was here with him? Those times his pops told him the more your remember the dead, the more they'll remember you. His great grandfather remembered him, and was watching him.

"Hiccup?" Astrid asked, putting a hand on his shoulder. "Are you okay?" He shook his head sobbing. It was all a dream. Just… a dream. A memory of somebody long gone. And somebody Hiccup badly wanted, needed back.

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There it is! What'd you guys think? I actually would like to imagine these take place around after-puberty Hiccup, that way is more matured and he has more experiences and stuff. That and I think it would be nice to kind of experiment with this new Hiccup who I think is not much different. So yeaaah thats about it. Hope y'all liked it. Updating soon. ~Ammy