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Smoe05: Their house is on Berserker Island. I skipped the part where they took a boat back. Sorry for the confusion.

Ok, I know I've done some things in my stories that have made you guys...mad. Here is another one. Basically, Hiccup get's pushed to being controlled by his rage. Joy.

Enjoy!

Hiccup sighed. It had been two weeks since Fishlegs had last sent a message. They were being careful, like Heather never sending a message, but sending any info she gathered with Fishleg's message.

It had been a month since Heather had gone back to Berk. Three months since Hiccup and Astrid arrived at Berserker Island.

He was snapped out of his thoughts by Astrid, who wrapped her arms around him. "Waiting for that message?"

He returned the embrace. "Yeah. How was your day?"

She smiled. "Good. The new recruits are coming along quite nicely." Astrid had been training dragon riders for Berserker Island. Even Dagur had a dragon, a Gronckle he called 'Shattermaster'.

Hiccup chuckled. "Don't be too hard on them."

"When am I ever? I-Hiccup, look."

Hiccup shielded his eyes against the sun and stared. "There's our Terrible Terror."

Hiccup quickly unfurled the message and started to read. He soon lowered it and stared out to sea. Astrid knew that was bad.

"Hiccup? What is it?"

He sighed. "It's from Heather. They're on to her, probably going to put her back in jail. Stoick caught Fishlegs before he could send his message. They're interrogating him now to find out where we are." He glaced at Astrid. "We have to go back to get him."

She nodded. "I agree. We're going to have to take the dragons to get there fast enough."

As they landed in the cove where they first met Toothless, they were shocked to find Heather waiting for them. And it looked like she had been crying.

Hiccup slowly got off Toothless and walked toward her. "Heather? What's going on?"

"Fishlegs is dead!"

Hiccup and Astrid looked at each other in horror. Hiccup clenched his fist and spoke with anger in his voice.

"Does the depravity of Stoick know no bounds? What are the villagers doing?"

"They stay out of Stoick's way. He's obsessed with trying to find you. He wants to make you pay for what you did."

Hiccup chuckled darkly. "Sounds like him. Follow me, Astrid."

"Where are we going?"

Hiccup didn't stop moving. "We're going to kill Stoick the Vast."

Astrid threw her knife, the blade burying itself in the wall a couple of inches away from Stoick. "Hello, Chief."

Stoick didn't even look up. "Hello, Astrid. Are you here to join the tribe again?"

"No."

He looked at Gobber. "Leave us."

Gobber looked confused. "Ah, Stoick-"

The Chief pounded his fist against the table. "Leave."

Astrid walked to the wall. "So, this is what you've become."

"I just need to do this. I think I have a way. To bring him back right this time."

She looked at the hooded figure beside her dragon, then turned back to the Chief.

"How low can you go? Hiccup almost sacrificed his life to save your people from the Red Death. And you banished him. You banished us. And you killed Fishlegs!"

Stoick looked down. "I just need a bit more time-"

Hiccup stepped forward, pure fury on his face. "NO! You've had your time. You have to answer for what you did. To Fishlegs, to Heather, to your people, to me, and to her. To Astrid!"

Stoick looked up. "Hello, Hiccup. You came all this way just to see me?"

"I'm here to remember what you've done. Somebody has to."

Astrid grabbed his arm. "Hiccup..."

"Not all of us got off scot-free, Astrid. He was brilliant, and we trusted him. But he lied to us, he twisted and tortured us, and used us, manipulated us for his own purposes, and for what? For this?" Hiccup gestured to Berk. A village that was afraid to even look at it's Chief. "This shadow? He needs to pay."

Astrid looked at Stoick, and saw a man who was broken. He had pushed his son away, who in turn left. He was too proud to ask for forgiveness, and too stubborn to let Hiccup be alone. He would never leave them alone. And now, he was obsessed with bringing Hiccup back, when Hiccup had made it clear that he would never come back.

Astrid sighed and turned away. "Come on, Hiccup. We're leaving."

"I thought we came all this way to kill him!"

Astrid put a hand on his shoulder. "Hiccup, remember what you learned after fighting the Red Death? You need to let go. Your past doesn't define who you are. It just gives you the starting point for who you're going to be."

Hiccup glared at his father. "If I see you again, I will kill you."

Hiccup and Astrid stood outside on a cliff, looking down on the village of Berk.

Hiccup sighed. "I guess that's that."

"I guess it is."

He looked at her. "Astrid, after everything we've been through together, I just want, um, I just want to say thanks."

"You're thanking me? For what?"

Hiccup smiled sadly. "For showing me a different side of myself."

Astrid looked down. "Same here."

Hiccup looked at Berk. "Still, I hate to leave without saying something. Gobber at least deserves to hear goodbye."

Astrid smiled. "Don't say it. If you don't say it, you aren't really gone. You're just not here right now."

They were quiet for a moment, before Astrid spoke.

"So, now what?"

Hiccup sighed. "We go home. Build a life with the Berserkers." He smirked at her. "Start a family."

She whipped around to face him. "Not right now!"

He chuckled. "No. Not right now. But someday. You're all I got."

Astrid wrapped her arms around Hiccup. "We should probably get Heather before we head out."

Hiccup squeezed her tight. "Yeah. What would I do without you?"

She smiled. "Probably still be 'Hiccup the Useless'."

"Wow. Is this why I keep you as my girlfriend? So you can insult me all day long? Not very romantic."

"You love me because I'm not romantic; you've said it yourself."

Hiccup was silent for a moment. "So, I'm taking it the romantic moment is definitely passed? Cause I'd really like to get Heather and get out of here."

Snotlout looked at the Chief. "You're going to deal with them, right? They can't just burst in here and try to kill you."

Stoick sighed. "Aye, you're right. Something has to be done. Find the girl. He will come to me."

"When I take over, what do you want me to do to the two of them?"

Stoick paused. "Kill them. But bring Hiccup to me. I will personally make him pay for his crimes against Berk."

Snotlout, get out of my story! Get eaten by a Gronckle, please!

As for Stoick, don't touch Hiccstrid. Or ReptileGirl497 will kill you.

Sorry, Guys. Fishlegs is actually dead. I needed to push Hiccup off the edge. His sacrifice will not be in vain...hopefully.

Thanks for Reading!