The witch made her way towards Hiccup, on top of the invisible, let alone un-TRACKABLE, Stealth Dragon. They crept up like a fog, barely noticed by the celebrating Vikings and Dragons.
Camicazi and Fishlegs danced on the reef with joy, also unaware of the Witch, and Hiccup's danger. The only one who was aware, was the Wodensfang. The danger crackled through his skin like fire, making him intensely nervous.
"Danger!" the Wodensfang squeaked.
"What is it?" asked Hiccup, seeing Wodensfang's ears fade into purple.
"Something isn't right, but I can't quite put my claw on it," he replied, glancing around the celebrating creatures, eyes scanning the rocky coast.
Camicazi stopped dancing, seeing Hiccup's uneasiness. She saw the Wodensfang flap up to Hiccup's shoulder, a worried expression plastered to his face. Fishlegs also stopped, looking at her his friend was gazing.
Although, everybody else apart from Hiccup, Wodensfang, Furious, Fishlegs and Camicazi could sense something was wrong.
'Hehe, you Hiccup-y brat, you can't see me-e' thought the witch as she got ever closer to Hiccup. She poised herself, getting ready for the kill, but making sure she wasn't too early or too late. It must be PERFECT, so he can't get away at the last second. I have spent too long putting up with his desperate escapes.
She was just in reaching distance, when suddenly…
"T-T-THE WITCH, I S-S-SMELL THE WITCH!" shrieked Toothless, the cry slicing through the air.
"Where?!" answered Hiccup, frantically looking around. He unsheathed his sword, holding it tremling in his hands. Windwalker poised downwards, growling, the two smaller dragons following suit.
Furious had instantly put up his guard, looking everywhere the witch could possibly be hiding, although his sharp dragon eyes couldn't pick up anything out of the ordinary.
All of a sudden, a sharp scream pierced the air behind Hiccup. He whirled around, trying to parry the invisible attacker, but it was too late. The Witch brought down the sword on to Hiccup's momentarily undefended heart. Hiccup sliced upwards, a millisecond too late, as the Witch proceeded to stab him in the abdomen. The heir emitted a blood curdling scream, the Endeavour clanging to the floor. He curled up, gasping, trying to stem the blood and pain that was freely flowing on to the coral.
"HICCUP!" Camicazi and Fishlegs screamed in unison, instantly sprinting over to help him.
Hiccup choked at the pain, rolling on to his side. His vision blurred, the blood loss starting to take a hold over him. All he could see was the witch standing over him, getting ready for the final blow.
Toothless and the Wodensfang were trying to distract the Witch, flitting around her, but whatever they did, it didn't stop her. She was too caught up in the thrill of vengeance to care about being burnt or scratched herself. In her mind, it was a small price to pay for revenge.
"History repeats itself," she hissed "and it will KEEP ON repeating itself, whether you brats like it or not!" She brought the sword above her head, about to bring it down. Hiccup squeezed his eyes shut, awaiting for the final blow.
Stoick and Valhallarama were dancing with joy, singing "He did it! Hiccup did it, we are saved!" when all of a sudden they saw a sharp glint rise over their son's head, with Hiccup trying to parry the lunge.
"HICCUP!" they both screamed, as he had sunk to the floor. The couple started flying towards him at break neck speed, even though they knew it would be too late, with the distance they had to cover.
In fact, the only one who could save Hiccup was Furious, who was right next to him. He tried to reach out, but it was like he was paralyzed by a Vampire Spydragon. It was happening again, just like Hiccup the Second. He tried, but couldn't, and stood there looking down on the undefended child. His eyes glazed over, as the events of the previous Hiccup unrolled before him once more.
Camicazi and Fishlegs, were trying their best to slide over the slippery reef, over to Hiccup, over to their downed friend. Camicazi was in the lead, closely followed by Fishlegs who hung on to his glasses for fear of them smashing once more.
"We're coming Hiccup! Don't worry!" yelled Camicazi, even if the boy was quite pre-occupied at the moment.
Everyone tried to either get to Hiccup, or were trying to stop the Witch, but nobody would make it in time, unless the Dragon Furious did something. And he did. He unfroze, trying to flick tried to the Witch away from her position, tried to flick the sword away from harming Hiccup. However, the Witch didn't think it was sane to die for revengre. She had that scrap of intelligence left, as she narrowly avoided the incoming claw, which raked her side painfully, tearing her flesh.
"Why you little-!"
She brought the sword down, on to Hiccup's chest.