Hiccup's POV

SMACK!

My knuckles bled right away after contacting with the mirror hard. Due to the pain, my muscles immediately made my hand shake, but I had to endure it, for a greater pain was still to come. A pain to end it all, to pay for a greater pain; my burden. It was a small price for an end to all of this.

I took one sharp piece of the mirror. My eyes inspected it from every angle. While doing so, I caught my own eye in the reflection, and saw nothing but a failure in a human being. I despised myself.

That's why I closed my eyes afterwards and spent no more time. I placed the sharp edge of the mirror piece on my right wrist and cut it.

"Arrghh!—"

I hissed in pain, but then it hit me.

It's over.

I locked the door, no one was to going to come to see me. I dropped on my knees, and soon, my entire weight collapsed. I curled into a fetal position; the pain was still there, but it's a salvation. It was to end something greater. And it made me smile.

Goodbye Anna, Elsa. I'm sorry.


I sensed something.

Are we supposed to sense something in afterlife?

I picked up a smell.

It's familiar. Like I was here not long ago.

My eyes peeled open, and immediately, I sensed something wrong.

My eyes opened.

I gasped deeply, jolting upwards. I was in my room. In the castle. That Anna told me to stay in.

I inspected my hands, and there it was, my right wrist, completely enveloped in a patch.

"W-Why…"

My entire being was filled with irritation right away. I tried scratching off the patch with my nails, which didn't quite work. I used my teeth next, and it seemed to be the better solution as I managed to rip off one strand of the patch. However, there had to be a better solution.

I got up from the bed to search for any sharp object in the drawers, the wardrobe, anywhere. While doing so, I kept my teeth on the patching. In a hurry, I pulled off some drawers and dug my hand to sense for anything sharp. Nothing. I pulled off the next drawer and actually threw it onto the floor due to my excess force. I dug my hand into it again, nothing.

"Dammit—"

Creak…

I looked to the door, and there Anna was, stood in her mouth rounded.

"H-Hiccup? You're awake! What are you doing—"

My teeth were still on my right wrist, and that answered her question right away. She rushed over to my sight to pull my right hand off of my teeth.

"Hiccup! S-Stop!"

I pulled my hand back to myself, pushing her away in the process. "Go away Anna! Let me do what I want for once in my life!"

"Killing yourself?! You want to kill yourself?!" She asked, anger sounding in her tone.

"YES!" I stood up, digging my nails into right wrist. "I-It's too much for me! I can't live with this burden—they're all DEAD! My friends, my family," my eyes began to feel watery, "So please! Just let me end this—"

Before I could even finish my sentence, she approached me and pulled my hands apart so that I would stop opening the patch up. I grunted, and pushed her off with all of my force into the wardrobe.

She hit the wardrobe hard, but I didn't care at all. My nails were useless against the patch, so I looked around again for anything to pry it open, and my eyes stopped at the food cart. There was food on it.

I opened the lid, and there was the perfect tool for the job; a fork. I took it, and dived it into the patch.

Before it could land, a hand stopped it midair.

Elsa.

"S-Stop this, Hiccup…"

I gritted my teeth. I attempted to push her away, but she was quicker than me. Elsa froze both of my hands, entrapping them in one giant block of ice each. The weight of both of these blocks was too much, I was brought onto my knees instantly.

I looked up to the her furiously, and she frowned at me back. However, something else caught her attention, something more important.

"Anna!"

She scurried over to her sister, who was hiding her face from me. When Elsa lifted her face, I gasped at the sight.

Anna had a cut on her right temple, and from it flowed a small stream of blood.

"A-Anna…" I breathed.

Elsa used her dress to wipe the blood away, and used her power to seal the wound. "This won't last long, you'd better patch it up properly this time," she warned.

I tried standing up, but the ice was too heavy for me. "Anna! Are you hurt?!"

She got up and walked to the door, not before giving me a slap by the cheek. Afterwards, she left the room.

The slap froze me. I never saw it coming.

In a sudden, I sensed no more weight on my hands. Elsa lifted off her magic, and the ice disappeared.

"We need to talk," Elsa said, sitting on the edge of the bed.

"… About what…"

"Hiccup…" she sighed. "Please, give me a chance. Sit."

I turned around to her, and saw sternness in her face, and pity too. Only before a sigh did I stand up and sit next to her. I was still taken aback by the slap, so my eyes never looked at Elsa's.

"Hiccup… We love you very much, Anna and I. I feel your loss, heck… I can relate why you'd like to commit suicide to end all of the burden. I myself can't imagine if one day, all of my people are gone within one single night, one single night!" She reached for my shoulder and pressed it.

"But this is not what your people would've wanted. They would've wanted their chief to be strong, to keep on going."

I rolled my eyes up to her. "It's always what they want, right? Never about what I want."

She sighed. "Yes. One of many occupational hazards of being a leader. It's always about them, never about you, sadly. But they chose you for a reason, it's because they believed in you."

I teared up once again, looking away, "Which led them to their deaths—your point?"

"I…" Elsa covered her face and broke down, her sobs sounding from behind her hands. Now we have two crying adults in the room.

I looked away into the floor, finding it more interesting than the sight of Elsa crying. However, she then uncovered her face, facing me with the sternness that she previously had, only not as stern as it was.

"A-Anna carried you out of the inn while keeping pressure on your wound, Hiccup. Later, while getting off her horse, she lost balanced, landing on the ground with her right foot first. Her ankle was sprained after that."

I looked up to Elsa.

"You nearly reached the point where your heartbeat was no longer there because of excessive loss of blood, but my sister gave you her blood. And it was plenty of blood, I'm telling you," she used her index finger to emphasize Anna's heroism. "If it weren't for her speeding on Molly and for her own blood, you wouldn't be here, Hiccup. You were out for five days, and during those five days, Anna's routine has been nothing but doing her duty while keeping up with less blood in her body and a sprained ankle, and checking on you on every moment she could get. Every. Moment. Even if it means only for a brief second. And every night, she slept on the couch, that couch!" She pointed to the couch next to the door.

"Hiccup," Elsa scooted closer to me. "You have a special spot in her heart. Yes, it is selfish to think that you should live with all this burden, but you have a duo of sisters looking up to you! Me! And Anna! And we are willing to help you heal."

Her story was something I had to process for a while. So, I looked to the floor again.

"Anna… really did all of those?" I asked under my breath, examining my hands. Anna's blood was flowing inside these hands, inside me!

"Yes."

Elsa's words were not convincing enough, to be frank. But they were enough to make feel sorry, to realize how much of a dick move it was to attempt to kill myself again after what Anna had done for the sake of my survival.

"I would like to… apologize to her, I guess…" I spoke softly. Elsa patted me on the back, standing up.

"You should, but you should wash yourself first. And…" she grabbed both of my wrists and enveloped them with a layer of ice.

"I can't trust you yet… I'm sorry…" she let got of me.

I could only nod down. It was the correct move from her not to trust me yet.


I knocked on her office, the room I was told she was in. No response. The second time I knocked, a "come in" replied. It was her.

I opened and looked up to her, my heart skipping a beat. When she discovered it was me, she lost grip of her feather pen. I could see her shaking.

I slowly made my way to her desk after closing the door, realizing the patch on her right temple. As I was getting closer, tears were already forming up in her eyes, and some found their ways to the paperwork on her desk. It pained me to see her like this, but I had to face it.

"… I'm sorry…"

She remained sat, staring into my eyes deeply. That's the moment when I sensed something similar when I looked into her eyes. Something reminiscent of the past, the bitter past.

Her eyes… somehow perfectly represented, no, copied the eyes of my people right after I turned myself in. I saw their eyes, begging for me for a shard of hope which I failed to give.

For once… I didn't want to fail this time. I didn't want to fail to give hope to Anna… just because her eyes screamed for hope.

Anna didn't speak or anything for a moment. Her teeth remained gritted, palms clenched hard, and tears flowing nonstop while staring into my eyes. Her eyes were torturing to see, as they genuinely reminded me of the past because of its similarity. So, I looked down.

"Elsa told me everything… I-I was too much of a jerk, I'll admit that… I'm s-sorry, it was just too—"

Without even knowing that she had stood up, I was enveloped by her tight warm hug. Her face was buried in my chest, only to proceed to sob more and more.

I wrapped my arms around her to return the hug. I kissed her hair to express my gratitude before burying my face in it. My hands ran up and down her back to soothe her. Soon, I sensed her arms tightening the hug.

"Anna… thank you. For saving my life."

"Ufft…Iwasso…waahhhHHHH!—" she lightly punched my chest, but returned to crying afterwards. Her response was something I could never make out.

"*Sniffels*… Dunyoudhare *sobs* doingitegen…"

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