AN: HELLO my friends, big surprise for you all = a new chapter! I just listened to Louder Than Words from Pink Floyd (I absolutely recommend all of you to listen to it), and I think I've never been so affected by a song as beautiful as this one. So I decided to post a new chapter because of this.
Besides, I decided to adopt a different approach for my reviews. I'll be, from now on, answering to them before the chapter begins. That way I can answer questions that possibly more than one of you is wondering about.
So... Reviews.
Guest (something to call you would be nice, since it would make answering you a bit less vague): I have not ditched away the idea of Hiccelsa for this fanfiction, even though it may seem that I'll ship Hiccstrid. But, it will be quite awhile before you see any sort of romance. This fic was really born at the idea of 'how it would be if Hiccup and Elsa met whilst in their teen years'. Sorry to disappoint all of you looking forward to see some kissing between our favorite Viking and Queen.
Hospitaller1080: I know I already answered you through a PM, but I'll answer again anyway. I know that it took awhile for Hiccup to leave Berk, but I wanted to write a unique way to which he left. While I have no issues at the traditional 'he left without Astrid finding him', 'he left after being banished' or 'he left because he didn't go after her' I felt like it was starting to get a bit dull. Not to mention that this won't be the last time we will be seeing Berk, so I wanted to wrap it before he left.
Zyonzillia: you sent me a PM, but i think that your questions might be a bit common. I have no idea if I'll include Valka in this story. I guess I'll have to see how it progress as I write it. And who's Windwalker... Well, you're about to meet him, although my readers of How To Become a Dragon Chief are already acquainted with him
Without further ado, here's my surprise chapter to you all:
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Astrid kept looking at the sky even though she could no longer see them. But... meanwhile, in the skies…
"Toothless. We have to go to the Arena. There is a friend we must pick up" the dragon looked at his rider as if he had grown two heads, especially because he couldn't figure who this friend was supposed to be. He huffed; annoyed that yet again his rider was delaying their departure.
Hiccup, on the other hand, understood that the huff his dragon gave was one of confusion. "There'll be no one there. Everyone is at the Hall 'celebrating' my victory, most probably passed out of drinking too much." He mumbled the last part, recalling how half of Berk would be passed out only a few hours after a celebration begins.
"Either way we're only picking one because we can't risk freeing all dragons without rising suspiciousness. This is why we're only taking a special friend with us." he explained, this apparently convinced the Night Fury, as it nodded and changed their course.
Soon they found themselves inside the Arena. Hiccup was thankful that the gate was left open, since the noise that could be caused from opening it could risk them being discovered, even if it was likely that the patrols were also celebrating at the Hall and drunk. Nevertheless, he thanked his luck as he worked too hard this night to be discovered and lose the whole disguise.
With this he slowly approached the cage and opened it by using the lever near the doors. As they slowly opened Hiccup held out his hands as a sign that he meant no harm while slowly walking backwards. "It's okay. I'm a friend. I'm freeing you." He spoke to the dragon once the faint glint of the dragon's scales reached his eyes.
He stepped back slowly to give room for the dragon to come out once it slowly started to leave its cage. He was also doing this so should the dragon see him as a threat and try to attack him Toothless would be able to protect him. He didn't want, after all, to die in Berk, after the hard work he did to leave it.
Slowly coming outside his underground arena, the White Fury held his head high as it majestically walked from its cage. He held his wings half-opened in an attempt to look bigger and more threatening, which didn't require much, as he was already very menacing to anyone that knew his species.
At first sight he could be easily confused with a white Night Fury. But, the more one knew about his species, the more terrifying and different from its cousin he became. The first obvious trail that set him apart from the dark Fury species was his two pairs of wings, and the fact that the dragon could breathe ice instead of fire.
The terror didn't stop there, as even the dragons themselves were mostly afraid of the White Furies, sans a few Strike Class dragons like the Skrill and, obviously, the Night Fury. His scales had a glass-like composition, enabling him to reflect sunlight if he positioned himself in a certain way. His back legs were more stretched than his front legs, and the fact that the wing span of his 4 wings was shorter than the Night Fury's enabled him to easily use them to propel himself at any prey in a matter of seconds.
But there was an even more terrifying ability, impossible to see until it was too late. Only a few knew of it and, among the Vikings, it was considered a myth, a story to tell children so they would behave…
'So the hatchling returns' he amusedly pointed out. 'Why did you return? Why did you free me? I didn't give you the information you wanted nor trusted you before, and neither do I now' he said. The thing is: the White Fury had the ability to tap into a person's head. But could also speak to them, although no one bothered to know that since they only attacked him and he only used his ability to weaken his attackers. Hiccup had found out that when they confronted the Fury to decide the winner of the Dragon Training.
"I know, but I did not come back to give another try at acquiring knowledge about the Nest. I came for a very different reason. Besides I could only free one dragon without putting Toothless and I at risk, so I chose that dragon to be you." He explained, earning a snort from the Fury as it snorted at the other Fury's name.
'Naming a legendary dragon with such name." he amusedly commented to himself, as if it was a joke, 'you're not really good at giving names, are you?' he asked smugly, although to the young rider it seemed an affirmation. Hiccup smiled, brushing aside the insult. A warming conversation was a good way to win this dragon's trust and they seemed to be heading into that direction.
"Maybe I am, maybe not. Why don't we try naming you? I'll say the first name that crosses my mind, and you tell me if you like it. If you like it, you'll let me ask you something. I promise it won't be about the Nest." He quickly added as the White Fury's eyes narrowed in suspiciousness and annoyance.
"And if you don't, you can just walk away from the Arena" he finished while gesturing toward the open entrance. Toothless was beside Hiccup, so the entrance was wide open for the white dragon to fly through. The Night Fury was more worried that the other Fury would harm his rider than whether he would escape or not.
The dragon looked at Hiccup's forest green eyes with its sapphire blue, and then at the Arena's entrance. He knew from their previous encounter that the human hatchling before him was different from any other human he met before. The White Fury seemed to think about it for a couple of seconds before finally answering, and he would only do so because Hiccup was different.
'Very well, I accept your proposition. Let's hear what name you have in mind' he said. His tone was slightly less apprehensive than before, and was neither sarcastic nor treacherous, which Hiccup took as a good sign.
He tapped his chin as he thought, and thought. He knew that he had only one shot at convincing this dragon, and he couldn't lose it. He remembered that he gave Toothless his name because it was something about the dragon that marked him. So he tried the same approach with the White Fury…
He remembered how graciously it flied when they first let it outside the underground Arena to battle him, even though the chain dome limited his flight space. He also remembered the tales at how this dragon seemed to dance in the air before being captured spoken by other older traders. They spoke that this dragon almost seemed as if it could walk on the thin air…
"Windwalker…" the name came out of Hiccup's mouth before he could even notice it. He was surprised but also felt that the name was appropriate for the dragon. It just came as an instinct, just like with Toothless.
The dragon also seemed to be surprised with this name. 'Windwalker' he spoke, as if testing the name. 'I must admit little one, it is an interesting name, and also a respectful one.' he emphasized while looking smugly at Toothless. The midnight dragon just snorted, only caring that Hiccup gave him the name, and now how foolish it sounded.
'Now… I must honor my part of the deal, since you have managed to suggest a good name for me. What it is that you want to ask?' his tone was friendly now, showing that he indeed accepted the name given by Hiccup even though he might not admit this, and that he also found it honorable rather than a joke like Toothless' name.
While outside he seemed calm inside Hiccup was cheering, but he knew it wasn't over yet. There was still one more thing… "I came here because I am leaving Berk. And I chose to free you, of all dragons here. I plan on travelling, exploring, and I would like to know: Would you like to join us?" he gestured to him and Toothless.
The other dragons shared a similar behavior, at least for what Hiccup had seen so far. But this White Fury intrigued him. Even Toothless shared some behavior trails with the other dragons, and this Fury did not. It was like he was a dragon version of Hiccup: different from everyone else of his kind. And the boy wanted to know more Windwalker because of this.
The dragon looked at him, apparently more surprised than before, although for what reason Hiccup couldn't fathom for what reason exactly. Maybe it was because Hiccup, a Viking, was freeing a dragon, more specifically the dreaded and feared White Fury.
Or because that Hiccup wanted him as a companion on his travel, or that the young boy was trusting at this moment, the dragon before him to not backstab him or desert. Or perhaps Windwalker was surprised because of all those reasons, or simply because of Hiccup's un-Viking behavior.
'Well. Why would you leave your home young one? Why you chose me, when every other dragon would more than willingly follow you after freeing them? And how do you know I wouldn't turn on you as soon as we left this village?' he asked, a bit curiously, a bit suspiciously. He wouldn't admit, but he felt greatly interested at this hatchling before him, while unbeknownst to the fact the Hiccup shared the same interest on him. To the dragon it was clear that Hiccup had more wisdom than his age shows, or even all the Viking kind. And he was clearly different from the other Vikings he met from this village.
Hiccup's shoulders fell a little. But he didn't lose hope yet. He could see the dragon was genuinely curious, instead of just wary. He guessed that it made sense why Windwalker would be somewhat reluctant in answering his question, considering how he himself was going against everything he was taught by befriending Toothless. Not to mention that Windwalker had his fair share with the Vikings until now.
"Well… We both know killing dragons is all they know here, and we both know I can't kill one, or even hurt one. Toothless here is proof of that" he pointed at said dragon, who gave a nod, as if confirming what he was speaking. "So I am a misfit here… I am different, and because of that I do not belong here." His tone held a pang of hurt, and longing. It was clear to Windwalker that, despite being set to leave the village, a part of the boy still wished that he would not need to do so.
Hiccup went silent for a moment before regaining his voice with firmness on it as he was set on befriending Windwalker before definitely leaving. "I chose you because you're also different from any other dragon I've met until now, and I'm also counting Toothless on that list."
He sighed before continuing his speech. "Because earning your trust and respect would only happen through different methods; because, in a way, you're also a misfit among dragons. You're the only one that can talk to us, and the only one that can be deceptive in the battlefield." Windwalker was fairly surprised at the genius Hiccup showed, and how confidently he spoke. He agreed with him, since his species had been feared among dragons and even Alphas for their unique abilities.
"As how I know why won't you turn on me as soon as we leave? I know dragons have some sort of code of honor, and even if you can be deceptive I doubt you'd stoop yourself that low. I also know Toothless would maul you if you touched me" and Toothless huffed showing that he would go against his own Kin to protect his Rider.
"But it's not because of those reasons why I know you won't turn your back on us." He paused to draw in a deep breath, carefully choosing his next words. Hiccup was feeling apprehensive, since he had no way of knowing if his own words would have any effect on the white dragon in front of him.
"I know you won't do it because I trust you. I trust you won't do that" he spoke softly, looking at those sapphire blue eyes… eyes that held many emotions Hiccup was familiar with. He could see that the dragon knew what was to be an outcast, to be shunned out because of his different abilities. He knew not much of the dragon's past, or why he hated so much Vikings, but Hiccup knew that this dragon saw something special on him to him come out alive after being face-to-face on Dragon Training.
Windwalker carefully heard the hatchling explain. In fact he didn't need to hear the boy's reasons to follow him. He already planned doing so the moment he was named. He wanted to know more about this human, and perhaps he could show more about dragons in return.
Being a dragon meant he could sense the boy's feelings, and he could sense that the boy understood what it felt like to be an outcast, and that Hiccup knew he felt like this. Even if he could just see Hiccup's memories, he wished to know more him personally, to be near this so un-Viking Viking and to see what fruits his genius would bear.
But he would have never guessed that this human's reasons were as simple as trusting him, even if he didn't fully trust the boy. He was also speaking the truth. He was a misfit among the dragons due to his abilities. Although feared, he was often despised by those bold enough to do so. It is only because of this that in the chain-of-command he was behind the Night Fury.
'You speak true words, and your intentions are truly kindhearted. All my years and I have never seen a human like you.' He answered, lighting Hiccup's hopes up.
'Even dragons I have met paled to show such kindness to me as you're doing.' He added with a longing voice. Hiccup saw that, just like he once wanted to be accepted by the village, the white dragon before him wanted to be accepted by his Kin.
'You speak with wisdom beyond your age and time, and I can see you have felt feelings no one should. I'd be honored to follow you in your journey' he finished, and with that the dragon bowed to him.
Hiccup was jaw-dropped a little at the show of respect, and feeling a bit shy because of it. "T-thanks. But please, there is no need to that" he said, referring to the bowing action. He felt rather embarrassed to see the dragon, a Fury no less, bow to him as if he was some sort of chief. He saw dragons as an equal, and he wanted Windwalker to do nothing but the same.
"There is one last thing I ask of you before we leave…" he didn't say. He just stretched his hand out and looked away, much like he did with Toothless before. The dragon, standing from his bow, looked firstly frustrated that the hatchling was already asking things from him.
But then he looked confused at Hiccup's action, then a bit awed at what his action meant once he finally understood it. Seeing Toothless cooing and nodding confirmed what he suspected that Hiccup's action at the moment meant.
He looked at Toothless again, who gave an encouraging nod, then back at the boy's hand.
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Closing his eyes, Windwalker pressed his snout at the boy's hand. Hiccup gasped, noticing how different his scales were from the other dragons. It closely resembled Toothless', although they felt more like glass, and they were very cold, just like snow. Perhaps it was because of this that he could reflect sun light. And he was much colder than the normal dragon.
Once both opened their eyes, sapphire met emerald, and no words were exchanged… until a couple of seconds later. 'Now, shall we go?' Windwalker said as looked at the gate. A bit of excitement escaped through his voice, though whether if it was because Windwalker was joining him on his journey, or because the dragon would freely fly after being imprisoned for so long Hiccup did not know.
Still, he grinned, a smile so big that it was ear-to-ear. It was basically same way he smiled when Astrid bonded with Toothless back at the Cove. He had felt that Toothless would have liked to bring her in his departure, but also that he understood why it wasn't possible. Now that Windwalker was bonded to him, he was set to leave.
"We shall" And with that the Furies left the Arena in all their grace.
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They missed a blond looking at them, a couple of tears on her widened eyes but also a proud smile. Astrid had gone back to the village and was about to enter her house when she heard a noise from the Arena. She had no desire of joining the Hall after his departure, so it was only natural that she had been surprised when she arrived in time to see Hiccup bonding to the deceptive dragon every Viking and even some dragons feared.
She had to admit, the moment she had seen Hiccup standing before the deceptive Fury panic erupted inside her, until she saw the dragon bow. From that moment until they were ready to leave the Arena her mouth had been wide open, and awe ran freely through her. She didn't stop him, although she hoped the dragon's disappearance wouldn't hinder his runaway. She had cried slightly again, as all those feelings she felt earlier came briefly back again, while seeing both Furies take off. But she also saw them fly away with a smile.
The next day…
Stoick felt like his heart was being ripped apart from his chest in the most agonizing and painful way after reading Hiccup's letter. He felt they were on nice terms after their whole talk yesterday, only to find out that Hiccup left because the boy didn't want to disappoint him. He felt responsible for Hiccup's departure and even that his boy went on a mad quest to bring a Night Fury back to his father, all because he still didn't feel accepted by his father.
Stoick, Astrid and Gobber had had a private conversation after Stoick called them to discuss Hiccup's unexpected departure. She did her best to reassure Hiccup's intentions on the letter were true, and that searching for him would end up insulting him. Stoick ended agreeing with the blond, but Gobber didn't.
He knew the boy good enough to see that this wasn't something he would pull off from all of a sudden. If Hiccup really wanted to hunt the Night Fury he would have tried on the next raid, just like he always did. And he suspected Astrid knew the real reasons of why Hiccup left, even though he couldn't pinpoint what could be.
He knew Hiccup had finally won his father's pride, the tribe's respect, and he figured out that, seeing the way Astrid spoke of him during their conversation, he had won back her friendship sometime last night.
There was apparently no reason that he would leave other than the one written in the letter. Still, something at the back of his mind nagged him that there was something amiss. The village cheered when Stoick announced the reason for his boy's departure, and soon the lad became Hiccup the 'Promising' around the village.
When news arrived that the White Fury had escaped, the blacksmith tried to voice his thoughts to Stoick: that the dragon manipulated his son to free him and had left with the boy. His thoughts were overshadowed when Astrid suggested that the boy took the dragon to track down the unholy offspring and lighting itself, since the White Fury was the only known dragon relative to the infamous Fury.
Furthermore her claim was backed up by Fishlegs' knowledge about dragons, and the assurance that Hiccup was too smart to be deceived by the deceptive Fury. Dragon Training was put on hold since the shocking release of the White Fury, and no longer would the Nightmare be killed (much to Astrid's relief as she had been named the 'honor' of doing so), since Stoick didn't have the heart to see someone other than his son do it.
Gobber confirmed his suspicious that the blond warrior knew of something when she proposed a marriage contract for Hiccup and her once he returned. Stoick was surprised, to say the least, at the proposition. The three were sitting around the table inside the chief's hut.
After they had gone to the Great Hall announce Hiccup's departure, they came back to discuss the disappearance of the White Fury. It was after the discussion was finally settled that Astrid gave the idea.
"What?" asked an astonished Stoick to a slightly blushing Astrid. She had thought it would be a way to repay Hiccup and amend things with him the day he returns to Berk. She refused to believe that he would never come back, and a marriage contract would also prevent him from going out again. She would be legally able to drag his butt back to their house should he return and try to leave again.
She cleared her throat while trying to erase her blush, before speaking, "You heard it right Sir. I would like to propose a marriage contract with your son for when he return." She said, with a serious tone and heavily trying not to blush deeply. Especially when Hiccup's words came back to her…
Stoick, seeing the girl was not playing around, decided to know her reasons. "And would you tell me why you want that? I understand he informed you of your future position as heir and I don't recall having him mention a marriage contract. Besides, do you have your mother's consent?" he asked, recalling how Hiccup said he'd be safer sleeping near a Nightmare than marrying Astrid.
"Yes, I spoke with her and she allowed me to go forward to the idea. As to why I believe a marriage would strengthen my position as heir to the tribe. While he may not have mentioned a marriage contract I think some of the villagers will find my position questionable due to the lack of bond with the Haddock bloodline." She answered honestly, but also trying to leave out the little talk she and Hiccup had.
Gobber eyed the girl, that wasn't the only reason she proposed this. "Is that so? There is nothing else? If I do recall yeh two were on unfriendly terms after he was named champion and yeh were almost jumping on him with that axe of yehrs." he smirked when the blond shot him daggers through her glare.
Stoick, seeing that his friend was right, gestured so that she would talk. "Well… he is right. Hiccup and I… talked when he gave me the news that I would be named heir. I saw I did wrong in distancing from him to focus exclusively on training." both Vikings nodded. They were familiar to why Astrid trained hard, though only Gobber had seen her distancing from Hiccup. Stoick only acknowledge this at that moment.
"And we amended it. I decided that my first act to value our amended friendship would be this proposition. Hiccup accidentally said during our conversation that…" She had to restrain herself from saying 'That I would be the only women he would ever marry'. "...that he had a crush on me for a long time." she blushed, remembering when he said those words, and was grateful that she held herself from letting out too much information.
Gobber laughed, trying to picture his apprentice's face when he let that out to the girl he had a crush. He was also surprised that Hiccup managed to say that. Stoick laughed, although because of the oddity of their conversation. Both men tried to imagine what else the two young Vikings talked about, and having their dirty minds made them slip into what the teens could have done the night before. Both restrained themselves from lingering longer on this kind of thoughts before they embarrassed themselves.
"All right" Stoick beamed, happy that his boy was becoming a man. He could only fantasy how would Hiccup return from his journey: big, muscled and taller, while at the possession of the body of the elusive Night Fury and the White Fury chained like the animal they were. "Still, you need to provide a dowry. The other aspects of it can be negotiated once he returns." The chief suggested.
Gobber knew this was a delicate situation. He wondered if the lass thought about that before proposing the idea as her family wasn't rich since Finn's death.
The girl stood and went to a corner, then brought with her a shield and an axe. She had returned to the cove and taken the shield stuck in there once this idea crossed her mind. "I give my axe and this shield as a dowry. Does it cover it?" she asked, trying not to show uncertainty, while putting the two items on the table. Hiccup was the son of a chief, so it was only natural that his dowry would be somewhat expensive, and she was not from a rich family, so there wasn't much she could offer, making her somewhat afraid that this idea would not go forward.
Stoick looked at it, and recognized from what Gobber told him that it was the first axe Hiccup did. As for the shield he didn't know where it was from, only that it was in pristine conditions, therefore having a reasonably high value. Since he knew not when Hiccup would return, he would value way more her axe than it was really worth.
"Very well… It covers it. I suggest we let the dowry in his room until he returns. As he probably told you, you'll be shadowing me on the next days to learn the duties of a chief. If you want, you can use his room while he is away." Stoick suggested. It would do good to have her company around the house. He recalled how empty it felt after Val was taken by that dragon, and he didn't want to go over it again.
Astrid was too busy trying to hide her blush to see the longing look the Chief had. Gobber, however, didn't miss. He knew his friend liked the company of his son, despite being clumsy as he was, and often causing trouble, at least before the whole Training thing. He knew Stoick liked his son much like he himself did and would dearly miss the presence of the boy.
Gobber knew that, although Stoick was beaming with pride for Hiccup, a part of him would miss him, a part of him was blaming himself that the boy would go track down the dragon no one has seen because he didn't see himself an honorable heir, as the tribe, including his father, made him believe. Neither man, however, remembered that Hiccup had called at the last raid that the Night Fury had been shot down and crashed near Raven Point.
He put a hand on his friend's shoulder. The two shared a silent conversation by looking at each other's eyes. Both understood the boy would be missed, and that Gobber would be there for his friend.
Astrid watched the scene. She didn't understand what were they silently telling each other, but presumed it was about Hiccup. Nonetheless, she put aside any thoughts on the subject when Stoick rose from his chair and took the dowry to Hiccup's room.
When Stoick was climbing the stairs, Gobber turned to Astrid. "Say lass. How will yeh train without an axe? Yeh know that yeh can't use it anymore right?" he asked, out of curiosity, and also voicing Stoick's own curiosity. Both men knew how Astrid was focused on her training, and how she liked very much her own axe. Even if the blond was determined on this idea, Gobber didn't think she would give up her training for that.
"Yes Gobber. I am aware of that. I have another axe to train, so I won't be weaponless" she didn't mention Hiccup made it for her. Why she didn't say, she did not know, but she felt like it would be better to hide it. Maybe a part of her thought that she would recall their conversation if she spoke he did it, though she was not certain of this. She took the weapon and showed to Gobber.
The man's eyes widened looking at the weapon. He vaguely remembered seeing this kind of metal only once… she looked at Astrid, who was looking at the axe with a longing face. She missed the dawning expression he had, or the thoughtful look his face had for a mere second.
It would take awhile for her to be able to look at this axe without remembering his departure, or the things they said to each other. But, as a Viking, she would suck it up, like she always did.
He gave the axe back to the lass before speaking. "Say… did he tell you he was going to leave when yeh two talked?" he asked, making Astrid stiffen for a moment. But, unlike Hiccup, she could hold the pressure, and the fact that Gobber did not seem demanding when he asked this eased her a little. She answered his question by just shaking her head.
He sighed, before his gaze fell on her axe again. An idea popped on his mind and he quickly spoke up, "If yeh excuse me, I… have work at the forge to do. Tell Stoick I'm there if he looks for me" and with that he left the house. He went to the forge as fast as a peg legged man could do, wondering that maybe Hiccup had forged something to him before departing.
Once he entered there, he tried to find any evidence of what the boy planned, or did. It was clear to him the boy forged that axe to Astrid, probably yesterday since he wasn't at the Hall celebrating. And he had a feeling that Hiccup wouldn't have forged said axe if he didn't plan on leaving Berk. Gobber hoped that somewhere in his apprentice's room there was a clue to where could have the boy gone.
He was about to enter his apprentice's room, hoping that in Hiccup's mess thee would be some clue about the real reasons to why the boy suddenly departed, when he saw a note hanging on top of a piece of cloth. By the way the cloth was dropped it was obvious that it has hiding something from plain sight. Gobber took the note and felt his chest tightened when he recognized Hiccup's handwriting after opening it.
He actually shed a tear when he finished reading it. Unlike Stoick's, the note addressed to him thanked his support those years and how he had been a fatherly figure. He unwrapped the cloth and his jaw dropped when he saw the hammer prosthesis made on the same forging method he made that axe. He noticed it had even some runes written, hidden among the surface of it, showing how much care Hiccup put on making the hammer. Gobber had no doubts after that: Hiccup had definitely planned on leaving Berk, and from that day onwards, Gobber felt partially responsible for Hiccup's departure.
From this day onward, everyone had seen Gobber use a shiny hammer on the forge, always with a sad smile on his face, Astrid shadowing the chief and basically living in his house. People had been surprised, some even more when the marriage contract was announced, some when they saw the new axe the girl had. When asked about it all she answered, with a proud smile, was that 'it had been a gift from a close friend'.
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Hiccup flied off from Toothless' saddle, and braced himself as he saw the wall approaching. When his arms collided with the stone wall he let out a weak yelp before finally colliding on the ground. There were black dots on his sight, even though he could barely see his surroudings. He rolled to his back, but was too tired and too hurt to search out for Toothless. Windwalker was apparently hidden as he had instructed earlier, and he blacked out shortly after gazing at the moon in the dark sky.
He didn't notice a pair of shocked cerulian blue eyes looking at his limp form, her slim body stiffened at his sudden appearance...
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Does anyone read those AN's I leave after the chapter ends?
Anyway… there we go: a final goodbye to Berk. It may seem unnecessary this chapter, or as a filler as some would call, but this is actually to wrap up Hiccup's ties with Berk, and will, in the future, be the reason behind Astrid's behavior. Before any of you ask me about Hiccelsa I'll just say: I'm not very open about the romantic direction of this story, since it's not my main focus. That said I leave to you all wonder what pairing I will feature. And if you feel like, feel free to share with me your thoughts through a PM or review, I'd love to hear you all.
And don't expect to see another chapter so soon. I'll probably return to How to Become a Dragon Chief, so it'll be awhile before I update How to Let It Go.
Until next time!
