Chapter 15

Awaken

A/N: Hi guys! I hoped you liked the last chapter! The reason why Hiccup went and saved that baby like that, was because he didn't want anybody else to have the same experience as he did as a kid. And I'm too lazy to put it all in this chapter. But go ahead and read!

He opened the door and a gust of wind blew at him. The door slammed against the other wall. Hiccup moved his brown bangs out of his eyes. His eyes widened when he saw what was outside.

A whole bunch of different dragons were flying over the village. Each of them breathing fire in a type of pattern. One group would grab the sheep and the other would be breathing on the houses. Fire swam over the village like a blanket. The fire was spreading as fast as the dragons were. Different vikings running all over the place with buckets of water. Everyone shouting different things to each other. And others shooing their young into the houses.

A gust of fire spread right in front of Hiccup. He screamed and slammed the door.

He ran backwards a little bit while shaking.

There was a loud boom as a ball of fire blasted through the door. He screeched and ran to the steps. He only made it halfway up when he looked behind him. His green eyes widened as the fires yellow light glared at them. The fire swam around his house as it burnt down the door and headed towards the table. Once it reached the table, Hiccup noticed it was heading toward him. He screamed as loud as he could and crawled up the stairs.

Once he got upstairs, he ran into his room and slammed the door. He ran into the corner of his room, near his bed. Smoke seeped through the cracks of the door. Hiccup started to cough from the black smoke.

He heard a rumbled as the fire cloaked his door. The boy whimpered. Tears were forming at the corners of his green eyes. While coughing non stop from the thickness of the smoke.

He sat down on the ground with his knees up against his chest as the fire was getting near his desk. Fresh tears streaming down his now red cheeks. He decided to call for help, "Daddy!", he shouted. A few tears dripped off of his face and landed on the floor. The fire was getting so close to the boy in just a few seconds. Hiccup shouted again while his tears rushed down his cheeks like a river. He coughed really hard as he swallowed smoke when he yelled.

Green eyes gerked awake as he woke up from his own yell. He knew he yelled since his throat was tight and dry. Along with droplets of sweat swiftly flowing down his face. His mouth partly opened as his breathing was still rapid from his night terror. He slowly lifted his hand up toward his hair. His small fingers glided through his brown locks as he groaned in annoyance. He hasn't had that dream for years. And now it decides to play again?

The boy started to slowly push himself up in a seating position when a soft hand was placed on his chest, gently pushing him back to lay down again. Green eyes looked right to see a pair of concerned blue ones. The blonde's eyes showed concern as she used her hands to make him lay down instead of telling him with words. Hiccup opened his mouth to protest when he started to cough from his dry throat. Astrid used her left hand and reached for a glass of water on the desk next to the bed the boy was in. A small candle was on the same table, dimly lighting the room around them. She handed the cup to him as Hiccup gladly took it and sipped slowly. Once the cup was half empty, he gave her it back.

"You were yelling in your sleep.", she finally spoke. Hiccup gave her a slight nod as saying that he already knew. She kept going, "You shouted for your dad…", she mumbled quietly. Green eyes widened at that. He looked at her with shock and a bit of fear. Astrid noticed this and continued, "After you collapsed back there, Stoick ran up to you before I did. He quickly took off your mask to see if that would help. But when he saw your face, he was frozen. I told him that we had to get you to safety and he finally snapped out of it. When you yelled for his name earlier, he came running in all frantic. When he saw that you were just sleeping, he left and told me to take care of you. And now here we are…", she said in a half quiet but gentle voice.

Hiccup snorted.

Astrid looked at him astonished. "So all he did was freeze huh? Didn't bother to kill me?", he said as he put his hand threw his hair once more. He continued,"or is he just going to wait and do it in front of the entire village?", he smirked and chuckled a bit at the end. Astrid narrowed her eyes in disbelief, "How can you say something like that Hiccup? After all, he did save you. He could have just left you on the ground and have the fire consume you instead of being in here now!", she spat out. "Just like last time?", he smirked as his eyes looked down at his lap. The blonde's eyes widened at his remark. She looked closer at his eyes. She saw hurt in those green eyes. Her eyes softened as she remembered that night. Remembered how her chief was on his knees in grief and defeat at his burning house, thinking that his only child burned to death. She swallowed and took a deep breath.

But before she could say anything, Hiccup was already out of bed and heading toward a window that was on the far left corner of the room. "Where are you going!?", she managed to squeak out. Hiccup paused with one foot on the window ledge and both hands on the sides of it, getting ready to jump. He turned his head half way towards her. "Why bother staying? After all…", he started to say as he turned his head fully towards her with a sad smile, "I'm the devil…", he said with a raspy voice, as if his throat was dry again. Before Astrid could stop him, he jumped out of the window and disappeared into the darkness.

The girl stood in front of the window with a sad expression on her face. "Oh Hiccup…", she whispered, "You have no idea how much your father has missed you…". She closed her eyes and thought over in her head how she was going to explain this to Stoick.

Just as she closed her eyes, the door behind her opened.

A big viking with a long brown beard with it's ends tied together trudged in slowly. He held onto his hat as he walked threw the door frame. His sharp green eyes looked around the dimly lit room. "Where's the boy?", he asked.

Astrid didn't bother to turn and look at her chief.

"Gone."

A/N: Bleh. Sorry for SUCH a short chapter! But I wanted to get this part over with. Thank you for your guys patients! Very much appreciated!