As Hiccup fell to his death he couldn't help but think how cool it was, to be free-falling through the sky at such a speed it was making his arms and legs go numb. Surely he should be saying some sort of prayer to the Gods just now? To ask for a safe journey to the gates of Valhalla or something like that but instead he was too busy enjoying the rush of flying through the sky, rushing past all the chaos. He could hear screams. His mum. His beautiful girlfriend. His friends. Gobber. Everyone shouted. Everyone tried to save the boy, who was no longer a boy but now a man, who had changed Berk for the better. But they were all too far away and he was too close to the ground, spiralling towards the jagged spikes of rocks that peaked out the sea, razor sharp and unforgiving. As the reality of the situation dawned on Hiccup, he closed his eyes and hoped for it to be quick. For it to be not too painful. Further down he soared until he gasped as pain engulfed him and his world turned black.

So let's start from the beginning as it'd be rude for me to only give you the end. First let's introduce Hiccup Horrendous Haddock the third. The proud Chief of Berk. Berk is where he and his loyal and ever supporting people live. It had been two years since he had first been given the title of Chief and he was getting pretty darn good at it. With of course the help from others. Astrid kept him together at times where he thought he was going to fall apart. Gobber helped him with anything and everything, constantly at the young man's side and revelling at how much he was like his father. Everyday Gobber cursed Stoick for dying before he could see what a great Chief Hiccup had become but he knew that Stoick was there in spirit, smiling alongside him. Valka was there every morning and every night with food on the table and a gentle mothering hug to ease away all of Hiccup's worries. And of course there was Toothless. The dragon never left the Chief's side, it was like after the passing of Stoick the two had become closer, which astounded the residents of Berk as they were sure the two couldn't have gotten any closer even if they had tried. But they were. And the two never left each other's side. It hadn't taken Astrid too long to adjust to sharing her boyfriend with a dragon. He even slept in the same room as the couple, Astrid would never admit it but she was thankful for the dragon's protectiveness over her Hiccup as she worried every day about losing him.

Hiccup thought that as soon as he became Chief his life as he knew it would be gone and in place a life of constant stress and no time to rest or enjoy the simple pleasures, like flying in the dimming light of a winter sunset. But it hadn't been like that, he'd had time for both. Of course he had had to mature a little bit and take on the responsibility for his people but it wasn't so bad. It wasn't until his third month in that Hiccup had realised that Stoick had been training Hiccup for this the past couple of years, and more to the new Chief's surprise he discovered he had been protecting his people ever since saving them on Dragon Island. To know that his father had slowly been preparing him for chief made his heart ache and warm at the same time.

But all that mattered now was to protect his own. Personally he thought he was doing an okay job but others would disagree and instead thought he was doing an amazing job.

"Hiccup!" someone shouted from afar.

Hiccup looked up and seen Fishlegs running towards him, he was at such a speed that his legs arrived to Hiccup before the rest of Fishlegs did.

"Sorry, I mean Chief!" Fishlegs slapped a hand to his forehead in frustration, it may have been two years but most days he still couldn't quite believe it that his friend was the Chief.

Hiccup rolled his eyes, "Fishlegs we've been over this, you can just call me Hiccup"

"I know, I know" Fishlegs dropped beside Hiccup on the large rock he was propped against. The sun was low in the sky and it was Hiccup's favourite time of the day. Hiccup always walked up past the cabbage fields to the small clearing which was as soft as feathers. It was on top of a small hill, not too high but still at a height that Hiccup could clear his mind and work on new designs or find solutions to problems for Berk.

Toothless nuzzled Fishlegs softly, receiving the fond scratch to his chin that he'd been hoping for.

"Wow, it truly is beautiful up here" Fishlegs smiled contentedly as looked out at sea and then down at Berk where the Vikings looked like small ants. Hiccup gave him a sideways smile. He always enjoyed his friend's company and knew that he was one of the few people that would just happily sit with him and share a comfortable silence with.

Hiccup returned to his drawing, with his friend by his side he felt more relaxed. He had been working on building some classrooms for the Dragon Academy. Although the practical side of dragon training was absolutely essential and the best way to learn, Berk didn't always have the best of weather and some things could be learned through theory so he and Astrid had decided to create a small nest of classrooms so that when the storms were too dangerous to fly in, the learning could still continue inside. The pair continued to sit in silence for awhile before Hiccup frowned, remembering his friends urgency and frantic appearance not so long ago.

"Fishlegs, what did you want again?" the Chief asked.

Fishlegs matched Hiccups frown before squealing and jumping to his feet, "Oh I can't believe I forgot!" he grabbed Hiccups arm and hauled him to his feet. Toothless growled in warning as Hiccup stumbled to his feet before being pulled along in a quick hurry. His notepad and pencil dropped from his grip but Fishlegs didn't stop, he continued dragging along the poor Chief as he struggled and tripped behind him.

"Fishlegs!" Hiccup tried to bring some authority into his voice but it always felt wrong to speak to his friends like that, even if he was their Chief after all. Hiccup was about to command an order for him to stop before his metal leg got caught in a stone and sent the Chief flying. Hiccup wouldn't have had a sore fall for sure if it hadn't been for his trusty dragon catching him beforehand.

"You need to see this Hiccup, you need to!"

"See what?!" he exclaimed.

Fishlegs paled and slowed down as they reached the long stretch of beach. There, was gathered a few of his men and among them , Gobber.

"Hiccup!" He cried when he seen the young lad come into view.

Hiccup finally shrugged off Fishlegs' grip, "Gobber what on Odin's beard is going on?"

Gobber looked grim as he stepped aside and revealed a lump of metal lying amongst the sand. Hiccup squinted then frowned, kneeling down he brushed some of the sand from it.

"It washed ashore this morning Chief" one of the Vikings informed him. Hiccup gasped as he finally realised what it was he was holding. He dropped it like it was scorching hot. The long cone shaped metal was not just any old junk... it was in the shape of an arm with leather now fading and ruined by the salt in the sea, binding around it. There was no mistaken what it was.

"Drago" Hiccup whispered.

"Now, now" Gobber guided the Chief to his feet. He gave a look to the other Vikings which clearly told them to bugger off.

Hiccup turned to Gobber, "How has this only been washed up now?" he gestured to the prosthetic arm which sent chills up his spine, even though he was without a limb also.

Gobber shrugged and looked out to sea, "I don't know, I suppose storms have sent it all over the place and now.. now it's back"

Hiccup shivered, "You don't think he's coming back do you? To finish us off for good?"

Gobber placed his hand on the tense shoulder of the Chief, "Don't be ridiculous, no one could survive what he went through. The water would have been too cold, and he wouldn't have gotten far by swimming with only one arm"

Hiccup stood silent for a moment, thinking things over in this his before sighing, "You're right, I'm being stupid. It's just a shock.. to see it again"

Gobber nodded, too right it had been a shock for him too.

"Go on, you better get to the hall for dinner, I'll deal with this" he looked down at the arm.

Hiccup smiled and offered the man, who had became the father figure in his life, a pat on the back. "Thanks, Gob. I'll see you soon"

"And you too" he called to the receding back of the Chief.

Gobber watched Hiccup until he was out of sight then sighed heavily. He hadn't wanted to worry the lad but he too wondered if Drago could be back. Drago was a mad man so would it really be surprising if he had survived? And if he had survived, there wasn't a single doubt in Gobber's mind that he would want revenge with no other, than Hiccup himself.