Body shaking, and now kneeling on the ground he remembers who he was…what he was and what he had done. His name was Hiccup. A name he despised and hated, as well as the past it had come from. Berk…the teens and his father. If he ever saw any of them again it would be too soon.
He cast an eye back thinking of how he came to be here, still a bit fuzzy he remembered meeting the gorgeous beast that soon would become a faithful companion and better friend then he had ever known. "Toothless". Other names had been given to them since then, soldier, gladiator…gods. He chuckled at the thought despite the pain he was in. This reminded Hiccup that he should probably set up camp somewhere and rest to heal his wounds.
He was glad of all that he accomplished in the last 6 years, the pain and all the torture now just a memory. He stumbled away from the crater and towards the ridge of the forest, when he got there he discovered the trees swept over on an angle.
"Still standing…just…", he mumbled
"This wasn't me was it?" he looked back to the crater at and the grass disintegrated around it… what grass was left was torn over in some patches all the way back to the forest line.
"Looks like the blast came from the crater", he rested his hand on the tree in front of him, the bark and branches at the front line of trees were torn of the face of most of them.
"Blast was powerful; if that's the case it must have been loud."
'I shouldn't stay here, but I can't continue onwards… too sore and I can't be bothered right now. I'll have to deal with any threats when they come I guess.'
Turning his attention to the branches on the ground below the trees he decided to start setting up a site quickly. He found a few trees close to one another and started putting the branches together attaching them to the tree's, fitting one to the other he built the walls and then the roof until he made a small shelter big enough to sleep in, he then made a pretty decent fire in front of his new dwelling. He accomplished all of this by nightfall, and he was certainly feeling the outcome of pushing himself to set up a simple camp.
The wounds on his back stinging, and his muscles aching… Hiccup was by all means not happy with his new assortment of pains. Even more so because of the awkward spot the wounds were on, he couldn't even attempt to stitch such long wounds himself. He came to the realization of what would happen if he couldn't get his wounds closed within the next day or two… 'Infection then death'
"DAMNIT!" he yelled clenching the dirt, his forehead pressing against the ground. He focused… breathing deeply, moments passed and he was in the same position still breathing, in and out, in and out… the dusk skies gave way to rain, not pouring down but showering none the less, Hiccup never flinched at the touch of the rain and kept breathing, in and out…in and out, until the only sound on the edge of the forest was his breathing, silence had come to wherever the hell in Midgard he was, the rain falling around Hiccup's campsite had stopped mid-air on its course to the ground but only around the camp, as if a bubble had surrounded the man, lighting flashed through the sky in the distance, as Hiccup shot up, his head pointing to the sky but still kneeling on the ground…glowing blue eyes and hands glowing the same colour lit up the forest on one side and the field with a giant sized crater on another side, he moved his hands over his shoulders, palms facing towards the gashes running down his back, which now started to have flickers of gold shining out of them…his hands started glowing pale white from the blue that were still his eyes, and it got brighter and brighter, what he was doing seemed to be working until the glowing started to flicker as if there wasn't enough power to charge the spell he was casting, Hiccup started to scream in an effort to push all of his remaining energy into the spell in an attempt to finish it. It flickered in and out and every time his scream would get louder to the point of it being inhuman until…
The light stopped. Hiccup fell to the ground beside the fire, all light from his hands had gone, bright blue eyes started to fade and the golden specks covering his new scars also dimmed at the same time as his eyes. It had worked… mostly, the last of the blood trickled down his back as the wound closed over into a scar. Hiccup crawled into the confined space he had built earlier in the day and closed his eyes, he passed out. Rain now continued to fall to the dirt, the invisible bubble around the new home of the collapsed resident seemingly disappeared and the world returned to normal as the rain continued to fall… for a little while at least.
Sorry for the wait on this chapter guys, I only just wrote it so apologies if it seems a little rushed. I just wanted to get it done so you don't have to wait any longer wondering if I'm ever gonna write another chapter for the story, I promise the next chapter will be up soon, and a little bigger as well. Please review if you want to and thanks for following :)
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