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Dialogue Key
"Guys, I think that person is a Super Saiyan…!" = regular speech
'Like Hell he is!' = someone's thoughts
"Spiky gold hair, incredible power…" = someone yelling
"YOU DON'T KNOW THAT HE'S A SUPER SAIYAN. MAYBE HE'S SUPER HUMAN. HUH? MAYBE YOU SLACKERS HAVEN'T BEEN TRYING HARD ENOUGH!" = SHENRON OR PORUNGA SPEAKING
Father vs Son
All of the Vikings of Berk were startled out of their attempts to capture the one dragon that has always eluded them ever since the beginning of the war with the dragons. The dragon that no human has ever encountered and lived to tell about it. The dragon known throughout the entire archipelago as 'The Unholy Offspring of Lightning and Death Itself'.
The Night Fury.
And what startled them was an arrow being shot right between them and the dragon before the arrow exploded in a plume of smoke that blinded them all. Only the tribe's chief, Stoick 'the Vast' Haddock, managed to keep his eyes open. And his anger grew as he noticed the shadow of a familiar boy walking out of the smoke, drawing a blade that was sheathed across his back and standing in front of the Night Fury in a protective manner.
"This can't be…!"
Stoick growled as the shadow swiped his blade to the side, revealing himself to be Stoick's own son and heir to the tribe…
"...HICCUP!"
"THE WAR IS OVER, STOICK!"
If looks could kill, Stoick would likely be six feet under by now. That's how murderous the glare on Hiccup's face was right now. It was so murderous, in fact, that even his trusty Night Fury, Toothless, was a little scared. Not of his human, no, but of the anger itself consuming the boy.
Held in the boy's hand was a small, curved sword known as a saber. It's not exactly a traditional Viking weapon, but it would do in any sort of combat situation.
Although Stoick recovered from his shock quickly as anger quickly became his dominant emotion.
"I hope you realize you're walking a very dangerous path, Hiccup." Stoick growled, hoping to intimidate the boy into giving up.
That was something that many could say is a constant for Hiccup. The boy could never really stand up to his father due to two things. First, the man is as stubborn as they come, just like all Haddock men before him. And two, the man could be very intimidating and often used that intimidation to get his way with Hiccup. And many thought this would be the case again.
But it looks like this time will be different.
"I've made my choice, Dad! There's only one path to surviving this war with the dragons, and that is for all of the Viking tribes to lay down their arms and actually live side by side with the dragons! Without the intent to kill them!" Hiccup declared to his father.
"Why you…" he growled again, forcing Gobber to try and intervene.
"Stay out of this, Hiccup! This is between us Vikings and the Night Fury, so just back away!" Gobber ordered.
"I mean no disrespect, Gobber, but I can't do that. I'm putting an end to this now!" Hiccup stated.
The one-legged, one-armed Viking stepped back in surprise. Never did he think that one his young apprentice would stand his ground against him in such a way as this. And with such conviction as well.
"What do you think you're doing, child!? Do you not understand the consequences of crossing the Chief of Berk!?" Stoick demanded.
"All I understand is that your arrogance and hatred has blinded you to the true heart of the problem. Ever since Mom was taken away by a dragon during a raid when I was a baby, you've grown more and more immersed in your hatred and even started to take your hatred out on me because I remind you so much of her. I had held on to some small but of hope that one day things would change. That you might finally let go of your hatred and make peace with the dragons like Mom thought possible long before I was born. But let's be real. That's not gonna happen… Not so long as you're in charge. I've made up my mind, and I'm not going anywhere. I'm putting an end to all of this madness! AND ONCE I'M DONE, THAT MONTROUS DRAGON QUEEN THAT CONTROLS THE DRAGONS WILL BE DESTROYED AND THE WORLD WILL BE IN PEACE!" Hiccup declared, brandishing his saber.
That declaration surprised all of Berk's inhabitants, though most of them his it well, all things considered. There's a giant dragon queen? And it controls the dragons? Is that why they and so many other villages are raided by the dragons so often? How did the lad find out about any of this? How long has he known? And why did he never tell anybody? Questions that will have to wait.
"May I suggest that you have lost your mind! I'll just have to beat some sense into you in order to finally get you to realize that you've picked the wrong tree to bark up!" Stoick declared as he too drew a sword.
A traditional viking sword to be exact.
Hiccup has never been a master of a blade. Heck he doesn't even consider himself a novice with a blade, having usually had to rely on simple daggers for protection. But he's fighting for a cause. He won't let anyone harm Toothless and he's going to do everything in his power to protect his best friend. He doesn't know if he can really defeat Stoick in a straight up fight...
But that doesn't mean he's not going to try!
"Come and get a taste of my blade, Stoick!"
He charged at his father, saber held firmly in both hands as he called upon every ounce of strength he could muster. Their blades clashed in the middle, neither fighter applying more pressure than needed.
"I'll give you one last chance to save your neck, Hiccup." Stoick snarled.
"My only chance is to see you unite with the dragons! For you all to put aside your senseless hate, and fight together as one!" Hiccup snarled back.
"I hope you know what you're doing, Hiccup." Astrid mumbled from her spot in the crowd.
Hiccup and Stoick exchanged a flurry of fast sword strikes that were almost too fast for the eye to see, surprising everyone. They honestly didn't know that humans could reach that kind of speed. They leapt back to gain some distance from each other, and the damage showed itself. Several small scratches appeared on Hiccup's body along with a long gash across his stomach. He stumbled a bit as his small body quickly lost blood and the wounds hurt like heck. But he pushed through the pain and stood his ground.
Stoick laughed a bit as he thought he had this fight all wrapped up. That is, until the damage he sustained appeared on his body. He grunted as it was revealed that he sustained several small but deep slashes across his body, and a similar gash to Hiccup's appeared on his chest.
Back on Dragon Island, the Red Death was growing restless. That human and his Night Fury have been a thorn in her side for too long and she only knows one thing. She wants them dead.
Hiccup and Stoick's blades clashed a few more times as the battle continued to rage, neither giving an inch despite the protest of their already wounded and fatigued bodies.
"I've often wondered what it would be like to battle against you, Stoick, but your words are better than your fighting abilities! I'm very disappointed!" Hiccup quipped as he and his father entered a blade lock.
"You insolent boy!" growled Stoick.
With a grunt, he forced their blades upward and caused Hiccup to lose his grip on his saber. The weapon flew up into the air causing Hiccup to look up. Seeing an opening, Stoick wasted no time going for a strong horizontal slash that completely missed as the lad jumped up. With his arm outstretched, he grabbed the hilt of the blade and used gravity to help him add more power to a rather graceful downward strike.
"OH NO!" yelped Stoick.
Hiccup released a war cry as he descended upon his foe, only for his attack to be partially blocked as the much bigger man managed to back up and get out of range in time. Stoick couldn't help but grin at this. He hasn't had a fight like this in a very long time. Not since he last picked a fight with Oswald the Agreeable when they were both just teenagers.
"An 'A' for effort, but unfortunately your misguided desperations are about to end in failure, Hiccup." Stoick said.
The lad just grinned as the thrill of battle was starting to get to him as well, despite his situation.
"This battle's far from over, Stoick!" he declared.
"Oh, that's right. I forgot who you are. A misguided young Viking who's lost his marbles. I admire your moxie, but sadly I must inform you that your attempt to kill me is about to end in failure! Unless, of course, you turn and walk away right now. And maybe, if I'm in a good mood, I might spare your miserable life!" Stoick said. "This is my final offer, Hiccup!"
The boy didn't say anything. He just stood his ground with a smug grin as he tightened his grip on his weapon and got back into his fighting stance. Something that irked Stoick to no end.
"Alright then! I believe you've made your final decision, haven't you! And so, it's time to pay the consequences, Hiccup!"
Suddenly, black lightning began to crackle in the sky as a large bolt of black electricity shot down towards where Stoick and Hiccup were fighting. Gobber saw this and attempted to warn them about the impending danger.
"GET DOWN!"
But the two just charged, completely ignoring the threat of impending death from above. Even as the lightning seemed to strike directly on top of them. But in reality, it struck very close to them and began carving grooves in the ground beneath them. And smaller lighting bolts began striking all around Berk in various levels of voltage. And this definitely was enough to catch the attention of everyone in the area.
"What's happening!?" demanded Snotlout.
"I don't know, but I do know that that's no natural electricity!" Fishlegs exclaimed.
A final bolt of lightning surged past Hiccup and Stoick as they remained caught in a blade lock that was actually quite different than many of the spectators expected. Stoick managed to block the blade of Hiccup's saber using a special blade catch while Hiccup caught his sword arm using his own right arm. Both were grunting and struggling to keep the other at bay, but even they knew that they both lacked the energy to keep fighting any longer.
"Oh, I'm impressed, Hiccup. But not enough to be worried." Stoick grunted. "So why not do the smart thing and back down while you still can."
The scrawny boy simply growled and glared at his father with as much hatred as he could muster. Which, if you think about it, is quite a lot due to him bottling up his emotions for so many years.
"Better hurry and decide, Hiccup!" barked Stoick.
Hiccup simply removed his blade from his hand and let go of his father's arm before jumping back and readying his saber once again. This time in a standard grip for a thrust based attack. Stoick laughed at the determination and moxie this boy has finally decided to show. Oh, how he wishes things had been different. He would have made a perfect chief for Berk.
"TIME'S UP!" he roared.
The two charged once again, the sound of metal stabbing through flesh and bone and a spray of blood enough to tell everyone that a decisive blow had been dealt. All of Berk gasped at what they were seeing at this very moment. And Astrid found herself close to tears.
Hiccup had managed to get his father in the shoulder with a downward slash attack, effectively making him unable to continue fighting, but at a great price. Stoick's sword had stabbed him just a few centimeters away from his heart. Blood dripped from his lower lip as he coughed up a glob of blood and blood ran down his wound. Stoick grunted in a combination of pain and outrage of what just happened. He's been bested in combat by a total novice!
"You're really starting to annoy me… Hiccup!" grunted Stoick.
Hiccup groaned as his lifeblood flowed like a river from the wound in his chest. If he hadn't turned slightly at the last minute, he would surely have died instantly from being impaled.
"It's the least I can do…!" he groaned.
As Stoick slumped down to one knee, he finally got a grasp of the situation and found himself stunned.
"Hiccup…! Where in the universe did you get this much power!?" he gasped.
"Right now, that doesn't… matter now… does it?" Hiccup asked, though it sounded like a statement.
"Tell me! Why did you let me run you through like that, son?" Stoick demanded to know.
But Hiccup said nothing. He just grunted as he began to fell back onto the ground, all of his previous energy used up during the fight.
"This has all been a complete waste of my time!" exclaimed Stoick.
"I remember… a very long time ago… I had wanted to make you and the village proud of me. To be the heir… that this tribe deserved." Hiccup gasped through her labored breathing.
"You had this planned all along, didn't you!?" exclaimed Stoick.
"I did, sir… But all of this could have been avoided… if you'd only listened to what I said." Hiccup gasped. "I… I tried to prove… myself to everyone again. But nothing was ever good enough. No matter how many inventions I created… no matter how many times I tried to help… people only saw 'Hiccup the Useless'..'. Then I met Toothless and saw how the dragons treated each other. And I realized that he and the dragons are creatures of integrity… unlike you."
"You were just too weak for anyone to ever give you any form of respect!" he spat.
"None of that matters now…!" Hiccup grunted.
He struggled to get up as the pain in his body was near unbearable. But he managed to do so, and his body began to flare to life as he forced all of his inner energy to the surface, not for healing…
...But to use it all for one final assault.
"YOU MUST LISTEN! DO AS I SAID! JOIN FORCES WITH THE DRAGONS, OR ELSE EVERY LAST ONE OF US IS DOOMED!"
He stumbled a bit as she could feel more blood gushing from the stab wound in his chest. The sudden movement must have sliced through one of the main arteries that connect to the heart. Looking up, Hiccup gave a small, sad smile as he knows that he won't survive what's about to happen. He learned how to do this from Toothless, and now he will use that ability to finally free the dragons from the control of the tyrant queen.
"...Please, Dad. Do it for me."
The ground began to tremble as the Red Death released more of her terrible energy, causing every single dragon in the nest to fly away for their own safety. Hiccup's own face grew enraged as he began to glow with an almost ethereal flaming energy. He grabbed the hilt of the saber in his chest and grunted as he began to pull.
"NO HICCUP, DON'T!" cried Gobber as he realized what his apprentice was about to do.
Hiccup roared as he yanked the saber from his chest, sending blood flying all over the place. Toothless warbled in concern as he watched his best friend begin to power up for his attack. He looked much like an angry Night Fury parent protecting its hatchlings before the majority of them were wiped out by a madman who seems to think he's saving the world by doing this.
Somewhere in the world, a certain dragon killer sneezed and felt like someone insulted both himself and his way of life.
"IT'S TIME TO PUT AN END TO THIS ONCE AND FOR ALL! NO LONGER WILL THE DRAGONS BE KILLED BY VIKINGS AND TREATED AS SLAVES!"
Hiccup's core began to glow with a black aura that seemed to have a blue/purple tint to it as he cupped his hands together and brought them back towards the side of his body. A high pitched noise began to resonate as a ball of energy formed in Hiccup's hands.
"YOU'RE ALL MINE, RED DEATH!"
With a mighty roar, Hiccup thrust his hands into the air and sent his attack in the form of a wave of pure destructive energy towards the volcano that is Dragon Island. His attack was super concentrated and seemed to be one that couldn't be blocked so easily. At first, it looked like the attack would hit home and destroy the false queen, but then… it happened.
A larger and much more powerful blast of volcanic fire shot towards Hiccup. Toothless saw the attack coming and instantly ran to Hiccup and used himself as a living shield, but the attack still struck them both directly, interrupting the attack and doing devastating damage to both of them! Both dragon and human screamed in unimaginable agony as their bodies were destroyed on a molecular level!
"NOOO!" screamed Astrid.
As the fire faded, the bodies of Hiccup and Toothless disintegrated into nothing but dust and ash, never again to see the light of day. And in the volcano of Dragon Island, just as Hiccup's final attack was about to strike the Red Death, the strange energy wave dissipated as Hiccup died. Never again would the young fishbone live to bring joy to the people he's formed a bond with.
For now, the heir of Berk is dead.
*To Be Continued…*
That's the end of this chapter. I hope you guys enjoyed it. And now, there is a poll to help with the story's progression. Here it is.
Poll Question: Who do you want me to pair Hiccup with in "Dragon Ball Z: A Hiccup's Journey"?
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