HiJack / HiccStrid

Title: A Love as Cold as Death

Rating: T

Pairings: Hijack (M/M), Hiccsrtid (F/M)

Warning: We cope with death, mild romance, and there's a homosexual character that is essential to the story.

AU: Corpse Bride / Victorian Age

Hey guys! I understand that many people have written this kind of fanfiction, but none of which are very close to the original. So, I tried to write a fanfiction while watching the movie. I hope you all like it! X

Also, due to certain circumstances, Stoick is alive, and so is Valka. And this is also younger Hiccup.

Chapter One - According to Plan

As always, he was drawing.

Hamish Horrendous Haddock (or Hiccup), was exceptional artist, especially with dragons and butterflies. Today, he had chosen a butterfly to draw. The creature was a radiant royal blue, but still looked like a monarch. He let the pencil dance upon the paper, as a masterpiece quickly formed. He heard his parents slowly start to sing, and it dawned on him; today was his wedding rehearsal with Astrid Hofferson.

Hiccup rushed down to see what his parents were singing about, and they stopped humming their little tune. "Ah, there you are, Hiccup!" his father cheered. "Isn't it a beautiful day for a wedding?"

"It's a rehearsal, dad," Hiccup reminded him.

"A rehearsal for a glorious wedding!" Valka continued.

'Ugh... they were really sucked into this' Hiccup thought to himself.

"Now Hiccup, don't look at me like that The Hofferson's rely on our money to prevent them from the poorhouse. We are supposed to be generous, caring people!"

"I know, I know!" groaned Hiccup. "I understand..."

It took an eternity, but they finally arrived at the Hofferson's palace.

"What if I don't love Ms. Hofferson?" Hiccup asked.

"She's your bride, why not call her by her name?" Stoick laughed.

Hiccup hated his fate. He hated his parents. He hated his life. Some days he wish he wished he could wreck it all, and to end everything.

As Lord and Lady Hofferson answered the door, Hiccup quickly slipped past them. The first thing he saw was a creaky old piano. He decided he had nothing better to do then to sit down at the piano and plunk at the keys. After about two minutes, he heard footsteps walk violent towards his side.

"Not too shabby, Mr. Haddock. Not too shabby"

It was his future bride, Astrid Hofferson.

"Oh, um… hi -" he said awkwardly. "You must be Ms. Hofferson,"

"The one and only!" She responded with enthusiasm. "And call me Astrid."

"Of course, after all we are getting… m-m-m-" he stuttered.

"Married," she corrected.

"Yes… Married…"

Hiccup was terrified. Surely Astrid was beautiful, but he didn't really want to marry one he just met. However, he felt a little more comfortable now he knew a little bit about her. Would it blossom into romance or shrivel into feud?

"What are you doing?" Astrid's mother called. "You can't be alone together! Here we are, a minute to five, and your still not at the rehearsal!"

"Sorry…" he stumbled, "Well, we should PROBABLY get on our way."

Astrid only smiled.

Chapter Two - The Perfect Vows

"FROM THE BEGINNING, Mr. Haddock," The pastor exclaimed.

"Okay, okay!" Hiccup responded. "With this candle, I will -"

But the candle refused to light.

"With this candle…" he repeated impatiently.

"Mr. Haddock!" yelled the pastor.

The candle had finally lit, only to be blown out by Hiccup's own breath. Astrid laughed softly, trying to act as ladylike as she could.

"Let's try it again!" exclaimed the pastor angrily.

"With this hand - I will -"

"RIGHT."

Hiccup soon noticed which hand he needed to hold up - his right hand. He swapped the candle to his left hand, and held his other high.

"With this hand," he said, stepping forward four times. "I will -" he was cut off by a large alter.

"THREE steps, Mr. Haddock. Can you not count? Do you even wish to be married?"

"No!" Hiccup exclaimed.

"You don't?" Astrid asked.

"No! I do not - not wish to be married!" He corrected.

"Pay attention! Have you even remembered to bring the ring?"

It dawned upon him. The ring. He quickly pulled it out of his vest pocket, only to drop it upon the floor. He scrambled to pick it up and as the pastor exclaimed "Dropping the ring!" As Hiccup scrambled through the open floor, he found the ring under a wooden chair, coincidentally the one Astrid's mother was sitting on. Only he forgot that he was holding the candle and he set poor Lady Hofferson's dress on fire.

After five minutes of screaming, yelling, and exclaiming "THIS YOUNG BOY IS NOT READY FOR MARRIAGE!" a mysterious hand appeared, and put out the fire with a glass of wine.

"Lord Black," he smirked. "Forever at your service,"

"Is he from your side of the family?" Lord Hofferson asked his wife.

"I can't recall. Fishlegs! Save a seat for this 'Lord Black'" she called her servant.

"I'm not one for dates," Lord Black continued, "I believe I arrived a day early for the ceremony…"

"Doesn't matter anyway," interrupted the pastor. "This boy shall not be married until he properly recites his vows!

"You man…" he said to Hiccup, "Learn your vows."

Hiccup immediately ran into the woods, feeling like he was going to cry. He started to slowly grow found of Astrid, and yet he blew it all. He practiced his lines within the woods, wanting to marry her as soon as possible.

"With this hand, I will take your wine - wait, that's not right"

"With this hand, I will cut your… that's disturbing…"

"With this candle… I will… I will…" he paused. "Set your mother on fire."

Then he thought of Astrid. She treated him better than any other female had. She had a kind face around him. He thought that marrying her was a dream, as if someone would never protest. He smiled, took a deep breath, and thought of Astrid as he continued to pronounce his vows.

"With this hand, I will lift your sorrows"

"Your cup will never empty, for I will be your wine"

"With this candle, I will light your way through darkness"

He slid his ring on an outgrown root of a tree.

"With this ring, I ask you to be mine!" He finished.

Then, the ground shook. The trees rattled. Crows swarmed around the empty glen. All of a sudden, the root grabbed Hiccup's hand and tried to yank him down to the cold, snow-covered ground. As he yanked away, the root (shaped like a hand) was yanked with him, and he was finally safe.

Just then, a blue and black figure emerged from the ground, slowly but surely. Once it rose, a small voice whispered the words "I do".

Hiccup ran as fast as he could, as far away from the creature as possible. The figure was blurry, so it distracted his vision. After hours of running, and hearing the whisperings of "I know you're right here…" Hiccup reached a creaky old bridge where he thought he was safe. Until he slowly turned around and saw, of all things, a young man. Around his age, if not a few years older, maybe two or three. He was wearing a torn vest and button-down shirt or the colors black and blue. He smirked and told Hiccup;

"Now you're in my world,"

He closed his eyes to try and wake up from his apparent dream, but all the happened was something cold softly kissed his warm lips…

And then - everything went pitch black.