(The song Remi sings in this is Everything's Alright from the game To The Moon. A fantastic cover is sung by Lizz Robinett and I highly suggest you listen to it. Enjoy!)
Remi's p.o.v
Dismounting Nova as we all watched Hiccup and Toothless swerve between sea stacks, we cheered on, until the damn monster just flew through them like they were nothing. Our cheering was dampered. They can't slow it down, so when they flew high into the clouds, I understood what they were thinking. This whole time, something icey was crawling through my mind. It was dark, and evil, it was familiar. Resounding booms and flashes of light were the only hints at what was happening. The beast unleashed a torrent of fire in all directions, making the icey feeling develop further. They reappear with the queen hot on their heels, it's growing closer. Toothless suddenly turns around and shoots a plasma blast into its mouth.
"Not so fireproof on the inside…" I whispered. The queen started to blow up from within, falling fast and unable to stop it. Toothless jackknives upwards past it's head as the queen crashes head first, exploding. I can see them weaving around it's spines and then, they're hit by it's tail.
"NOO!" The scream that tore out of my throat could barely be thought of as human. As I watched Hiccup fall towards a fiery grave, and Toothless desperate to save him, I could see it all over again. The crash, the water, the fire, Ash, Hiccup. It swallows them up, unforgiving and unrelenting.
Your fault. You could have saved him. You could have saved them both. You killed them, you killed them both
"No…" I fall to my knees, the ice taking over my body, and guilt echoing in my mind.
"Oh God, please no."
It was a white out of ash, but Stoick and I were desperate to find them. The land is scorched.
"Hiccup?!" He calls. Keeping my tears at bay, my breathing even, I trudge through the ashes hoping to find them alive.
"Hic, please!" I bellow. Through the ash, we both see the still silhouette of Toothless. I can't speak.
"Hiccup." Stoick hurries to the dragon's side. Toothless is roughed up, but conscious. His scorched saddle, however, is vacant. Stoick looks to the sky in despair. He buckles at the knees, overwhelmed by the loss. I failed another brother. Kneeling down, I pray to Thor. He sent me here to help Hiccup, why would he let him die?!
I can feel guilt's hands start to wrap around my neck, blaming thoughts invading my mind. I can't breathe, I can't move, I did this.
"He's alive." Snapping my head up, I see Stoick clutching Hiccup. The darkness escapes my mind and joy replaces it.
"You brought him back alive!" Cheers erupt from the crowd, viking and dragon alike. Nova runs over to me where I hold her tight in my arms. I was lost in celebrate until I hear Gobber.
"Well you know, most of him." Wait, what?
Turns out his leg had been lost in the fire, but at least it wasn't his life. I had practically moved in with Stoick and Hiccup as he recovered. Sitting on the floor beside his bed, I heard Stoick sit down in the chair beside me. Closing my song book, I set it down on the floor and looked up to Stoick.
"It's late lass, you need rest." Nodding my head, but not moving, I felt that fear come back once again.
"I had a little brother once." I lamented, glancing at Stoick with red eyes.
"His name was Ash. When he was four and I was six, we were being taken to a family who were supposed to take care of us when there was an accident, and we fell into a river. I managed to untangle us but… the rapids were too strong and I was too weak. He drowned, and it's my fault."
"No, it isn't Remi." Shocked, I looked into his eyes to see if he was telling the truth.
"You were a wee child, there was nothing anyone could have done. I know it may seem like there was someway you could have, but there wasn't. You shouldn't blame yourself for Ash, or Hiccup." He said. Drying my eyes, I thanked him. It was late, so he went to bed and I promised I would get some rest as well, but before that, I held onto Hiccup hand to make sure he was alright. I know it seems a little silly to do that, but it helps.
"When this world is no more, the moon is all we'll see. I'll ask you to fly away with me. Until the stars all fall down, they empty from the sky, but I don't mind. If your with me, then everything's alright." I sang to him, kissing his forehead before heading back to my own hut.
I smiled as I saw him walking out of his house, using Toothless as a crutch. He was astonished at everything he was seeing. Flying over, I landed besides his house and hopped down.
"Pretty sweet huh?" I asked. He just gave a blank look.
"I knew it. I'm dead." He deadpans. Behind him, his dad laughs, pulling him close.
"No, but you gave it your best shot." He puts his arm around Hiccup, steadying him. He gestures to the transformed village.
"So? What do you think?" Hiccup just shrugs, amazed. Below, the plaza, villagers take notice. They rush over, surrounding him with a hero's welcome. It was one he deserved.
"Turns out all we needed was a little more of... this."
"You just gestured to all of me." Laughing, I come up and give him a large hug, ecstatic he was better.
"Well. Most of you." Gobber pushes through the crowd, beaming proudly.
"That bit's my handiwork. With a little Hiccup flare thrown in. Think it'll do?"
"I might make a few tweaks." Astrid appears and jabs Hiccup in the arm. Hiccup recoils
with a grumble.
"That's for scaring me."
"What, is it always going to be this way? Cause I…" She grabs him aggressively... then kisses him. Hoots and hollers follow. Finally those lovebirds got together. I give a thumbs up to Astrid once they part.
"... could get used to it." Hiccup continues. Gobber presents Hiccup with a rebuilt saddle, rigging, and tail. A welcome home present. Suddenly, Toothless pounces on the crowd, crushing several unsuspecting Vikings under his weight.
"Night Fury, get down!" Some things never change. Toothless eyes the new tail excitedly, tongue wagging. Amidst the groans and grumbles, Hiccup and Astrid exchange a sheepish grin while I give an ugly snort.
"Ready to ride?" I ask Hiccup, my brother. With a smirk matching my own, we all saddle up, Hiccup testing the leg and rig. We all shoot off into the air, the other teens joining us on their own dragons. Hiccup and I race around the island, free and at peace. The war, was finished, and all thanks to one unsuspecting viking.
