Author notes:
1)English is my second language. Forgive me for any mistake.
2)I don't own How to Train your dragon, obviously. I only own the plot for this story and the eventual OCs
3)Dragon language is going to be written "like this"
4)Thanks Takira S., Darkdagers, akirisan, Comet Moon, Toothless-the-nightfury, Maui Girl 808 and SuppiGirlAnimangafreak for your reviews. I hope you'll like this chapter as well.
5)Just remembering: This is a T rated story and it'll have blood and violence in some parts of it.
While that happened in the arena, Hiccup was helping Gobber with the work at the workshop. None of them knew what was going on at the arena, so they were going on with their routine without any extra worries.
The blacksmith had asked the boy to bring him some metal so he could forge some new weapons. But then Gobber realized that even though the pieces of metal he had weren't sharp, they were still too heavy to the boy and there was no way he could accomplish that even carrying one by one. That was what Gobber believed.
He was going to the storage of his workshop to carry the materials himself when his jaw almost fell on the ground seeing the boy carry nothing less than one hundred pounds of blocks of metal pilled over his arms. The boy was holding them leaning the materials against his chest so they wouldn't fall on the ground.
"How did you…" The man started not finding words to describe what he was seeing. Not even a week ago, they boy was unable to lift half of his own weight and now he was carrying a pretty heavy material.
Hiccup just stared at the big man a little bit confused, but then he realized what was confusing him. "Well, I've been training…I guess it finally paid off." He said truthfully.
"Nobody get this strong so fast Hiccup. Could you put these on the floor please? I want to check something." Gobber said approaching the boy.
The red-haired kid complied and was a bit confused when Gobber suddenly examined his arms. The man was astonished as he noticed that Hiccup's once scrawny arms had developed some muscles.
He then lifted one of the metal bars the boy was carrying just to check the weight and it was as heavy as he imagined. He then started to scratch his moustache thoughtfully trying to figure it out how Hiccup became so strong all of the sudden.
The boy just blinked at the man's actions. He was also unaware of the reason of his sudden physical changes. His birthmark was burning when he carried those metal bars, but it wasn't anything he couldn't handle. He decided to get used to it, after all he started to cogitate that it might have something to do with his newfound strength, because, even he was aware that he didn't train that much.
"Hiccup, Gobber, are you in there? I need to talk to you" The two suddenly heard a familiar voice calling them outside of the storage. They both recognized it to be Stoic's.
Both of them got out of the storage only to face a quite saddened man. Hiccup then asked warily: "Daddy? Did something happen?"
But the viking leader closed his eyes and gave a heavy sigh. He knew this wasn't going to be easy. "I'm really sorry, but Beigan died during his last trial."
"What? But the all the chosen to face a dragon by themselves never died before. Did she make a mistake when she chose him?" Gobber said astonished.
The red-haired man shook his head solemnly. "I don't think so. That boy did fight well. But that dragon somehow made a trap for him and we couldn't react fast enough to stop the fight. His family is devastated with their loss. I've already talked to his parents. The ceremony will be held this afternoon. We need to get everything ready first."
Hiccup could only hear his father. He didn't know what to say. He knew that dragons were scary, but he had always thought that those vikings were invincible, after all he did constantly hear tons of praises to the five boys were considered to be the best. He found it was scary that they could be killed. He then started to fear that the same fate could fall over his father, who the boy had always seem as invincible, because he always fought with dragon whenever they appeared.
"So you want me to stay with Hiccup during that too?" Gobber asked.
However for their surprise, Stoic answered: "No. I want him to see this." Then he looked to Hiccup and said: "Son, you have to understand how dangerous dragons are. Even someone skilled can still be killed. His last words were really wise. 'to never drop the guard near those beasts'."
The boy only nodded. He still remembered his talk with the deadly nadder days ago and when that hideous zippleback escaped from the arena. He had seen funerals before, but never of a teenager before.
Gobber saw that Hiccup was quite shaken from those news and tried to give the boy the rest of the day off, but the boy didn't want it. If he didn't have anything else to focus on, he would mull over that matter more than he wished.
So, when Stoic left to provide everything they needed for the burial, Gobber and Hiccup continued with the job, but the only words they exchanged were about the job itself.
Hours later, during the ceremony, everyone was gathered at a beach on Berk. Stoic decided to give the boy a man's burial in honor to him and his family.
Beigan's body was on a pyre, which was on a boat. It was custom for the Norse to give this kind of funeral to their members. Stoic said to the others: "It's a pity that someone so young had such a tragic ending. He died during a battle and his bravery won't be forgotten. He's now at Valhalla looking after us."
Stoic then nodded to another viking who set the boat on fire and pushed it into the sea allowing the water to carry his body into the ocean.
Hiccup could see that Beigan's family was devastated. Astrid and her mother were crying in despair as they saw Beigan's body being taken away, while her father just stared sadly at the loss of his son.
"Please don't let him go! Bring him back!" Astried yelled not being able to take it anymore.
But the mother said trying to calm her down: "Please, Astrid, don't do this."
"No! Bring my big brother back! Bring him back!" she yelled at no one specifically. She just wished for a miracle to happen and that her brother would be revived. But this wouldn't happen.
"Astrid…" her mother said hugging her daughter, who was crying sorrowfully.
The little girl gritted her teeth and whispered to herself with venom in her voice: "I won't forgive them. I'll kill every last breathing dragon!" but not even mother managed to hear what she was mumbling.
Hiccup thought about a way to make her feel better, but nothing came to his mind. He didn't know how to console her at that moment. He was once again saddened for not being able to do anything to help her. He had a small crush on her, but he didn't know how to make her feel better and this was a punch on his self-esteem.
After the ceremony, everyone went silently back to home. Stoic invited Gobber to go to their home and he accepted it. Despite of feeling bad, Hiccup made their meal and ate little of it and then went to his bed.
His father couldn't blame him for feeling like that, but it was necessary for the boy to know that no one was immortal. Not even the legendary Stoic the Vast. That's why he wanted his son to be strong, so if anything ever happened to him, he could still take care of himself.
"I don't know what to do anymore, Gobber. Why does it seems that every time something good happens, something ten times worse appear to ruin everything?" he said suddenly in a low tone of voice so his on wouldn't listen. He doubted Hiccup would be asleep and he guessed right.
"Seems so…As my wise father once told me: 'Crap happens. All you have to do is get up and don't let it get to you.' That's why I didn't let the loss of my leg and arm ruin my good mood."
Stoic sighed: "There are very few people as strong as you."
But then Gobber remembered: "Oh, that's right. Stoic, I need to talk to you about Hiccup. He did something quite weird today."
Stoic raised an eyebrow and asked: "Weird? What do you mean?"
Then the man with the blond moustache told him what had happened at his workshop earlier. About the boy's sudden burst of strength.
At a quite distant island, there were several dragons reunited under the stars. They were discussing how and when to invade Berk. They've been told to wait until the darkest night to attack, but they wanted to attack at that very instant.
"Why are we even following that guy's command? He works with a human! He should be killed for his treachery!" Said a thunder drum outraged.
"That human can somehow understand what we say. He must be some kind of chosen one…" mused a giant bee-eater.
A changeling then said: "Please, don't start with this crap about 'chosen one'. It's so overused in human fairy tails that it got old already. But yes, it's really weird for him to be able to talk with us. Not that I care much about him. It's just that weird dragon that he keeps sending here I'm more concerned with. None of us managed to defeat him in a battle and because of that he thinks he can boss us around."
"Didn't you mother taught you that's a bad thing to badmouth others?" said a familiar voice to the dragons.
A jet black dragon with cat-like features, green eyes came flying and landed near the other dragons. No dragon had spotted him as he approached because he managed to blend with the dark of the night
"You're late!" said a monstrous nightmare.
The black dragon rolled his eyes and replied: "I'm sorry, but I had another issues to take care of. But I bring good news. The viking's morale has fallen incredibly. When we attack on the next new moon, all vikings will perish and we can reclaim our precious land!"
"What? If they're as shaken as you claim them to be, why not attack now?" questioned that same thunder drum.
The black dragon snarled and said: "Because it's safer for us all to attack there. That's the perfect date! We mustn't attack before that or else you'll ruin your sole chance to kill those blasted humans! During the new moon the sky will favour us and they won't even see us coming! Use your head for once in your life!"
"You have a lot of guts, brat! Don't forget you're talking to your elders! Don't get cocky just because you're strong!"
The newcomer then said with a grin: "I wouldn't dare to disrespect you. Quite the contrary, I'm doing everything I can so you don't jump into a suicidal attack! I only came here to deliver the news. I'll be leaving now."
"Your stubbornness will be your doom, brat!" said the thunder drum.
But the jet black only smirked and left the island. As the black dragon flew to Berk a female voice intruded in his mind: 'Looks like everything is going on as planned. So far. But you could have handled those dragons a bit more smoothly…I have great hopes for you. Don't fail me like the others did.'
The dragon scoffed before he replied with his thoughts: 'You don't have to worry about anything. The others may have given up on their powers and lived a mundane normal life, but I embraced this gift instead of treating it as a curse.'
He heard the voice chuckling in his head and she replied: "True. That's why I have great expectations from you and that other guy."
"You mean Hiccup? Let me guess you made contact with him already. What did you tell?"
"I just confused him a little bit. You know. Telling that it was his weakness that made the dragon target him. This way he'll be more keen to embrace his gifts to get stronger." replied the female voice.
"I see… Well, it looks like when that hideous zippleback got distracted with the boy instead of killing that man it ended up going to our favor."
The female voice chuckle and said: "True. When Stoic's head roll on the attack next week, the plans to retrieve our island will become true."
"Among other things." Thought the black dragon smirking as he headed back to Berk.
End of chapter 11
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