Chapter 4

His eyes flickered open and shut adjusting from his sleep still staring at me. But he never moved from his bed and was just calmly staring at me with my hand barely an inch above his head.

'Hahahaha' Quietly laughing to myself. 'It's pitch black in here, he can't see me.' Slowly his eyes began to close and I got back to what I was doing. I slowly began to fade into my past self asleep in his bed. Until the bedroom door slammed open. Quickly crouching down as past Hiccup sat up looking at towards the door.

I slid underneath the bed, not having enough time to open the window without being noticed.

Stoick came into the room staggering. He was drunk.

"Dad, what are you doing?" Hiccup said tiredly, rubbing his eyes from the sudden brightness.

"Hic- *Hic* -cup, I'm just make, making sure yurr still 'ere." Stoick said holding onto the door frame to keep from falling.

The smell of meed and alcohol coming from Stoick was strong enough to make a man blackout. Stoick staggered his way to the side of Hiccups bed.

"Were else would I be?" Hiccup squinted as his eyes adjusted to the sudden brightness flooding his room.

"I'm just, just making sure yurr. . . safe." Stoick struggled trying to keep his balance.

Hiccup looked awkwardly at his father. "Yeah dad, I'm safe. I was sleeping." His eyes now adjusted with the light.

"Good." Stoick continued to be uncomfortably close. Too drunk to realize how awkward his present now was.

After a few minutes of silence Hiccup lying underneath the bed became inpatient. Reaching his arm over to Stoick's leg, grabbing his leg, Stoick slightly jumped as Hiccup from underneath grabbed his leg.

'You will say goodnight to Hiccup, you will go to sleep, and not wake up till morning, now go.' Hiccup commanded Stoick, his mind so weak from drinking.

"Goodnight Hiccup, I will see you in the morning." Stoick left suddenly and closed Hiccups door softly.

"Night dad." Hiccup surprised at how suddenly clear minded Stoick seemed. Hiccup continued to stare at the door watching the light disappear from past his door. Yawning and stretching Hiccup layed back down on his bed letting his sleep take hold.

After a few more minutes Hiccup slid out from under the bed and kneeled next to his young self. 'Lets try this again.' Placing a hand inches over his sleeping self. Hiccup saw what he was dreaming about. About their mother, and the good times they had together. 'I remember this dream. Now you get to stay in that dream land for a little while longer.'

Slowly but quickly Hiccups body seemed to be evaporating into black smoke or fog and be absorbed by his younger self.

A few seconds later there was nothing left of the older Hiccup. Hiccup woke up standing straight up from his bed, "Wow, I can't remember when I felt this short." Stretching and flexing every part of his body as much as he could, indicating that he was in full control of his young self's body. While the Hiccup from this time stayed in a dream like state for however long the older Hiccup stayed in his body.

Opening the door without a sound, and walking down stairs Hiccup decided to take a walk down memory lane, but in real life.

Opening the door to Berk, the smell of cloth and oil burning lighting the road through the village. As Hiccup walked down the looking at the house remembering all the good and bad times that haven't happened yet.

Slowly passing each house looking at all the designs and engravings done to certain parts of the houses, until stopping in front of one house in particular. Astrids.

The world faded around him, only seeing memories of him and Astrid throughout the years. The time they spent together.

*ELSEWHERE*

*BOOM* The whole house seemed to shake from every direction. I fell from my bed hitting the ground hard, my head spun. Slowly the house stopped shaking, I stood on my feet. Seeing a bright orange light shine through the slivers in my window guard, I grabbed my ax resting against my bed frame.

Thrusting the window open, I was blinded by the bright light and heat. Squinting from the light, I could see a small blob of green and brown, and off in the distance I saw what I knew was a Monstrous Nightmare charging straight towards them.

Before I could yell out, the nightmare extended its claws into the dirt and retracted its head, showing an expression of fear. Something I have never seen before. It started to whine and whimper as it slid closer to the slim green and brown blob. "Hiccup?" I whispered as my sight began to clear.

The Nightmare finally stopped, turned tail and flew off faster than I have ever seen. It was in complete fear.

I turned back to where the person was, and they were gone. "No one can move that fast!" And then again I thought "What was that?"

The house began to shake again, but not from a fire, or a dragon lading on the roof, but from a roar, a screech, a yell, I don't know but it's of the likes I have never heard before.

It felt as if it would go on forever, but stopped as quickly as it came. Looking back out the window, every single dragon was gone and flying away.

No houses were destroyed, no live stalk taken, barley even a fire. I looked around, the villagers where barley even out of their houses, they looked just as confused as I felt.

Coming down the hill came Stoick and Gobber. Then Hiccup came out from besides of another house right behind them. I rushed downstairs, And joined the confused crowed. I spotted Hiccup, he seemed different, His vest seemed a little darker than normal. As if it was burnt.

I laughed as I thought Hiccup could make a Nightmare, cower and run in fear.

"Astrid!" Stoick said.

*MOMENTS BEFORE WITH HICCUP*

I was so lost in my memories I hardly even knew that I was surrounded in fire. Knocking me out of my wonderland, I looked over head and saw what tried to light me a flame. A Monstrous Nightmare landed and stared me down.

I tried to re-vaporize my guns, "Damn." I had forgotten that I don't have them. It's going to charge me, this is going to be funny. I stood where I was when he started to charge at me, until he felt my presents, my power, my league, out of fear of not being killed by a superior male dragon, me.

I heard my name be called to my left, I looked up to see Astrid, beyond the flames looking at me. She looked back at the dragon. He started to retreat mid charge, it took him a while to stop, but once he did, he fled like a scared cat.

"It's time to end this before anyone gets hurt." I ran behind Astrid's house and jumped up to a rock ledge where no one could see me. I took in a deep breath, and roared to display dominance and make the raid flee in fear of being killed.

Within seconds, the hundreds of dragon disappeared from Berk, with no trace, but a little fire. I jumped from the ledge as soon as the last dragon left, and began my walk back. My vest was burnt, but no one would notice.

I hugged the wall of Snotlout's house I think, as soon as Gobber and Stoick walked by, I turned and fallowed them. A confused crowed had formed in the center of town.

The crowed swarmed with questions, and no answers. Few kept their eyes to the sky's to watch for whatever made that mysterious roar.

"CALM DOWN EVERYONE!" Stoick yelled. the talking stopped. "What happened?"

"The raid came and. . . and just left, they didn't take anything."

"There was a big loud roar, I've never heard anything like it!"

"No homes were destroyed."

Stoick looked around, "Astrid!? Did you see anything?"

"I saw a Monstrous Nightmare charge at someone, stop half way though, and then flew away scared like, like. . ." Astrid shuddered trying to find something to compare the sight of the Nightmare, fleeing in fear. "Like a dog with its tail between its legs."

Stoick couldn't believe what he was hearing, never in his life had he heard of a Nightmare fleeing in fear, without being, hit or running out of flame. He scratched his beard, when he saw Hiccup out from the corner of his eye.

"Hiccup! Are you alright?!" Stoick asked.

"Huh? Oh yeah, I'm fine." I responded not paying attention to what he was saying. I couldn't keep sight of Astrid through the crowd.

"You didn't destroy anything did you?" Stoick asked again.

"No, no I didn't, Stoi-Dad." I corrected myself. Stoick gave me a weird look, and then brought his attention back onto the crowd.

"Everyone go back to your homes, but keep an eye and ear open for whatever scared away the dragons, but for now and only once, I thank it." Stoick received nods.

"You're welcome." I said underneath my breath.

Stoick turned towards me, "Hmm?"

"Nothing." I responded.

As the crowd dispersed the sun was starting to come up from the sea, only a few people went back to their houses, most started on their morning chores.

I saw Astrid go back into her house. I stood there for a minute or so to see if she would come out again, but never did. I huffed, I had to start doing other more important things, like getting protection again. But where?

I stood where I was for a while until I saw Gobber walking to the blacksmith shack. I smiled "Thats it!"

I ran over to Gobber. "Hey Gobber." I scared him, from how silently I ran.

"HOLY SHI-FFFFUU!" Gobber covered his heart. "By Odins beard, don't scare mah like that!"

"Sorry Gobber." I waited until Gobber caught his breath. "Let's get to work."

"Well yurr egger today? Well lets get yurr started." Gobber opened the door to the shack. He changed his hand into a tweezers like grip. "We got lots to do." He pointed to a pile of swards and axes.

I nodded, I grabbed a blunt sward and sat in front of the grinding wheel.

"Umm, Hiccup, are ya feeling alright?" Gobber had a eyebrow lifted towards me.

"Yeah, why?" I asked.

"Yurr not wearing yurr apron." Gobber pointed to it hanging on the wall.

"Ah, I-I-I-I dont feel like wearing it today." I said, remembering that I haven't worn an apron in about 800 years.

"Oh, well alrighty then." Gobber shrugged his shoulders and continued with what he was doing.

In less than and hours time the 3 foot pile of axes and swards was no more. I sat up and remembered that Gobber had a weird chunk of metal that no matter what we couldn't melt or mold. I believe he should have it still, I bet I could make something from it. "Hey Gobber?"

"Yeah?"

"Do you have any of that special metal left?" I asked. Gobber turned, looking a little confused.

"Yeah. . . I still got it." Gobber now standing in front of me.

"Cool, can I have it?" I asked agian.

"Why do you want it? It's harder than anything I 'ave, na matter how hot I make it, I can't put a dent in it." Gobber grabbed the bumpy black rock from under a shelf. It was bigger than his hands and looked incredibly heavy. "Here, have it. It's heavy tho."

Gobber dropped it in my hands, I had to act like it was heavy and like I was straining. "Thanks Gobber."

"Yurr welcome lad. What are ya going to do with it?" Gobber asked.

"Dont know, probably think of ways to melt it."

"Heh, good luck lad." Gobber said continuing his work.

Walking into my studio, I placed the chunk of metal silently on the table. The table creaked. I stared closely at it and realized it was a meteor, I felt it, even after being hammered, it was smooth, "Titanium, in the purest state!" I quietly said to myself.

"This will be perfect." I proceeded to melt scrap steel and make two flat pieces of metal with raised edges to make a mold. While the metal was still hot I used my years of experience to craft negative shapes of every piece for a Colt 1911 pistol. Odin never said I couldn't make my guns in this time. Hahaha.

After a few hours of carving every individual part for the gun, I filtered out dirt till it was a fine dust then mixed in some water making a vary fine shape holding mud. Compacting the dirt in between the two metal plates with a stick in between them to pour the metal in. Squeezing the plates together making the molds now one and solid as a rock with positive molds on the inside.

It was about mid day now, Gobber had gone home for lunch, so didn't leave me much time. I closed the front shop window, locking it with every door.

I put the chunk of titanium on top of the furnace. What I had to do next was risky, for me to heat the kilm up high enough to melt the titanium I would have to exit part of my body out of my past's body. I had to breathe my own flame into the kilm. My younger body couldn't stand that kind of heat coming out of it, I would kill myself and never exist.

Putting my hand on my chest I pressed, hard.

A black mist seemed to hover and form from the young Hiccups chest, his eyes closed and body as solid as a rock, slowly the mist condensed to form the shape of the older Hiccups head and shoulders.

Taking in a deep breath, the foggy head shot a reddish blue flame from his mouth into the entrance of the furnace instantly glowing white hot.

The titanium lump quickly began to melt into a white hot liquid. After a few seconds the lump of metal was now a puddle of white hot liquid. Hiccup let go of himself, the fog returned to Hiccup, his eyes opened. His body began to move again, quickly Hiccup grabbed the bowl of liquid metal with thick layers of cloth and poured the liquid into his custom made mold.

"Now we wait." Hiccup waited patiently and hid the cooling mold so Gobber wouldn't find it.

After a few hours the molds were now solid and cold. Hiccup cracked open the mold, cutting out every part, he spent about another hour cleaning, smoothing, and polishing his master piece. Looking over his gun Gobber burst in the shop. Hiccup reacted by trying to shove the gun into his pocket. Gobber saw his swift movement slightly.

"What's that yurr hiddin'." Gobber pointed to Hiccups hand.

"Nothing." Hiccup reacted as normally as he could.

"I know when yurr lie'en Hiccup." Gobber smiled.

"Alright you got me. It's another one of my inventions that'll never work and just cause havoc making every ones lives miserable." Hiccup said as if he knew what Gobber was going to say.

"Now Hiccup yurr inventio-uh-uh." Gobber stopped mid-sentence because that was what he was going to say. "Uh... Yeah." Gobber raised his good hand slightly in agreement.

Gobber stood where he was shocked and trying to figure out how Hiccup said what he said. "I got to go Gobber, I'll see you later." Hiccup walked by Gobber still lost in thought.

Hiccup walked past the tree line until he was out of sight of the village, and booked it to the cove. Anxious and excited to test his new toy, in seconds he was there, jumping right in and landing without missing a beat.

Hiccup placed the gun in his hands. "Let's get this loaded." Hiccup to a deep breath and closing his eyes. He placed his other hand over the gun. Exhaling slowly a blue light escaped past his fingers. Opening his eyes and moving his hand Hiccup saw the blue light running up and down the entire gun in little lines engraving it in magnificent patterns.

Hiccup gripped the gun in his right hand at his side. strainting his arm out straight parrallel to the ground, he took aim on a really big rock, and if he remembered right it was the first rock he punched and broke.

Hiccup smiled. *BANG!*