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With school starting tomorrow, I decided to finish this holiday with posting another chapter for this story. I really don't have much to say, so I'll just start with my usual thanks...

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- changeofheart505

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Astrid had seen it all. Including Jack.

She was perfecting her already-perfect aim when she saw Hiccup in the distance, making his way towards what seemed to be the cove where she met Toothless. She looked back to where the village was, wondering if they'd found out about Hiccup's escape, or that it had went unnoticed.

Astrid shook her head, knowing that she should go after Hiccup instead of just standing there.

With her axe tightly clutched in her right hand, she went after him, towards the cove.

But what she saw didn't make any sense to her. She saw Hiccup, throwing snowballs in every direction. At least, that was what she thought. But then she saw something that made her question if she wasn't dreaming right then. Because she could've sworn that there were snowballs thrown back. And that out of nowhere.

She closed her eyes and pinched herself, hoping that she wouldn't feel anything, or would wake up. But she didn't feel anything, and when she opened her eyes, she still was there, at the edge of the cove. She crouched down and lay on her belly, watching the scene below her.

Astrid could see that the snowballs were coming from one source, and that source could move. Not letting anything distract her, her gaze followed the source until it was on the lake. Because wherever the snowballs would be thrown from, beautiful ice-patterns appeared on the frozen like. She looked closer, and saw that it were some kind of flowers that were formed.

And then, she remembered something that Hiccup had said during one of her many visits.

He's the Spirit of Winter. You should see what he can do! He can make it snow, and he can fly… Oh, and you have to see the patterns he can make, just by touching something with his staff! It's really amazing!

That had been three days ago, and Hiccup was talking again about…

"Jack Frost…" Astrid gasped, finishing her thoughts. And then, as if on cue, he appeared. He was just as Hiccup described him. Snow white hair, strange blue shirt, crooked staff, and even from up there Astrid could see his icy blue eyes.

She wasn't sure if she should go down there. Hiccup seemed to have so much fun. And secretly, she was afraid to tell him that she was wrong. She was afraid that he would be mad at her for not believing him. But her heart told her that he would never do that. So she sighed, and went towards the entrance of the cove.

She had to climb down a little at first, and then she could pass the opening that would bring her into the cove. That also meant that she couldn't see anything that happened in the cove while she was making her way there.

So when she entered the cove, she saw that Hiccup had sat down, and was talking to Jack. Neither of them noticed her - which would be logical, judging by the distance that was between her and the boys. She took a few steps, but then something she saw made her stop in her tracks. Behind Hiccup, something white had appeared. Slowly, it grew, and Astrid wasn't sure if she should warn Hiccup. She saw that he'd taken of his prosthetic, so he wouldn't be able to run away immediately. And above all, she wasn't sure if Hiccup could hear her.

But then she saw Jack, pointing towards the thing while smiling. Astrid thought that that meant that it wasn't something harmful.

By Odin, had she been wrong.

Because a few moments later, she was standing alone in the cove, calling Hiccup's name in shock after watching him being sucked into the thing along with Jack, just one second ago. She ran over towards the thing, which had started to shrink. Tears had formed in her eyes, and panic started to spread through her body. She doubted that she would make it there in time, so she did the thing that seemed most logical to her: she threw her axe - which was still in her right hand - towards the thing. Holding her breath, Astrid watched at the axe came nearer and nearer towards the thing. But it never hit. Because the moment Astrid's double-bladed axe should have made contact with the thing, it had shrunk to it's smallest size, and just vanished.

"No!" she yelled, furious that she hadn't been able to save Hiccup from the thing. Defeated, she collapsed onto her knees, and let the silent tears flow freely.

Two humans, a man and a woman, thought they were just having a nice time with each other, celebrating their one-year anniversary of their marriage, just having a walk in the park near their home. But that changed when they found one boy, laying unconscious in the snow. The boy had auburn brown hair, and a freckled face. The woman was the first to spot him, and when they rushed over to him, they saw that he was wearing strange clothes. But that wasn't the thing that surprised them most. What surprised them even more was the fact that this boy was an amputee. Not knowing what had happened, the pair decided to take the boy with them to their home, where he could tell them who he was and what happened once he'd woken up.

But they didn't see the other boy lying just a few metres further. This boy had white hair, wore a blue hoodie and brown pants, and also was unconscious.

Unfortunately for this boy, he wasn't seen by anybody walked past him. And so, he remained there, unresponsive to his surroundings, and unaware of the fact that he hadn't come alone.

When Hiccup regained consciousness, the first thing he noticed was that he was shivering, although he felt a blanket around his body. Slowly, he opened his eyes, and found himself in some strange decorated room. The walls were a soft grey colour, while the ceiling was white. He looked around, and noticed that he was lying on some sort of big cushion. Upon further inspection, he saw that it actually was a bench, although it was a really strange one. It had a black colour, and seemed to be made from some strange cloth.

There were also portraits of people on the wall, and Hiccup wondered how they were so precisely. Every detail was added, and it just seemed so real. It was really different to the painting that Bucket did. The portraits seemed to be protected by something transparent, and Hiccup wanted to know what it was. But before he could stand up, he heard a voice coming from the entrance on Hiccup's left.

"So you're finally awake." Hiccup turned his head towards the voice, and saw a man with black hair and grey eyes standing in the entrance. He wore some strange clothes; a light blue shirt and khaki pants. The man seemed friendly to Hiccup, and he felt a little more comfortable in the man's company.

"How do you feel?" the man asked.

Hiccup needed a moment to realise what the man had asked before he answered. "Uhm… I-I'm feeling a little cold…" he stammered.

The man chuckled and turned his head towards the room he came from. "Honey, can you make some hot cocoa for him? I think that'll warm him up." After he'd said that, the man walked towards Hiccup, and sat down in a chair that was facing Hiccup. Said teen watched the man cautiously, not knowing what would happen. The man chuckled again, and it somewhat calmed down Hiccup's nerves.

"I think introductions aren't a really bad idea," the man said. At that moment, a woman with long chestnut brown hair entered the room, holding a mug, steam rising from within.

"This lovely woman here, is Rebecca, my wife. As for me, my name is Jason. Jason Collins"

The woman, Rebecca, smiled at the mention of her name, and gave Hiccup the mug. "Here you go," she said, and Hiccup took the mug. The brown substance gave a sweet smell, and Hiccup took a sip. The warm liquid tasted really good, and Hiccup could feel the warmth spread within him. After he'd taken another sip, he looked at Jason and Rebecca, who were both sitting in a chair now.

"How did I get here?" Hiccup asked. "I mean, what happened?" He hadn't thought about that since he woke up. And now, he couldn't remember what happened to him. But then he realised that there was more missing from his memories.

Jason and Rebecca shared a glance for a moment, and then Rebecca spoke up. "We hoped that you could tell us. We were having a walk when we found you passed out in the snow. We didn't know where you came from, so we brought you here."

"And it's a good thing that Rebecca is a nurse, because she could prevent you from having Hypothermia," Jason added, and he smiled at his wife. Then he turned his gaze back to Hiccup. "We still don't know your name," he said.

"Oh, right," Hiccup said. "My name is Hiccup Haddock."

"Hiccup?" Rebecca said with a puzzled face. "That's a strange name." Realizing that that must've sounded rude, she cleared her throat. "I'm sorry, that wasn't very polite of me."

Hiccup shrugged his shoulders and took another sip from the hot cocoa. It was a really delicious drink.

"And where are you from?" Jason asked. That was another thing that Hiccup couldn't remember. He remembered who he was, but that was about it. He knew his age, and judging by the foreign surroundings, he must've come from a whole different place than these people.

Seeing Hiccup's frown, Rebecca had a hunch what was going on. "You don't remember, do you?" Hiccup shook his head. He was surprised that she had realized that so soon.

"I think it has to do something with what happened. In the hospital I work, some people forget things after a traumatic experience. The mind shuts down whatever it thinks is needed, resulting in the people forgetting parts of, or sometimes all of, their past."

Jason nodded, indicating that he agreed on that. Hiccup then saw him looking at something on his wrist, which appeared to be something that told him the time, because Jason said: "It's getting late." Jason stood up, and looked at Hiccup. "You can stay here tonight, and I'll make a few calls to see if I can find someone related to you."

Hiccup put the - now empty - mug on the nearest table. "Thank you," he said as he lay back down onto the couch. Jason walked into the room he came from, and Rebecca stood up as well.

"Try to sleep, it'll do you good," she advised. Hiccup nodded, and Rebecca made it somehow dark in the room so that Hiccup could sleep. And somehow, despite of all Hiccup's thinking and worries, sleep washed over him very soon. The last thing he thought before he closed his eyes, was if he would return home… wherever that's supposed to be.

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Reaction to some of the reviews:

Phoenixofmyth: Most of the countries I've visited are countries where I had a performance. I'm a part of a small showband, and well, I get to see some countries... :P

theredPhoenix: In Holland, some of the languages are basic subjects in school, like German and French (some schools even provide Spanish as a subject), so it's not really special here... :P

Nyanmiko: Wat vet! Ik vind het altijd leuk als iemand die Nederlands spreekt een reactie achterlaat. Kom je ook uit Nederland, of heb je het gewoon geleerd? (Mwuahahaha, now only those who speak Dutch will understand this...Unless you use a translator of course, but it's not really private or something... :P)

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