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A/N: HELLO PEOPLE OF EARTH! I be alive! I bringth you another chapterth of Dreaming Reality-th-th! Alright! Enough old speaking mumbo jumbo! I mention the musical 'HiTops' a lot in this chapter, not refrences, but the play in general. Since I suck at summeries, just look it up on google, its not that hard to understand. I actually did play the role of Ginny Alexander, which I mentioned in my last AN, who is this stuck up, mean bully of a rich kid who ends up being tempted by the devil, or Lewy as he is called in the play, to OD on drugs and get drunk. Ginny ends up dying but is brought back by the grace of God and learns a lot of stuff. The play is set in the 80s and is very cheesy but has to be the most exciting play I have ever done!

Chapter 12

Random Quote:" Don't blink. Blink and you're dead. They are fast. Faster than you can believe. Don't turn your back. Don't look away. And don't blink. Good Luck." –The Doctor, Doctor Who 'Blink'

The last bell had just rung when Megan's cell phone did the same. Quickly, the teen made her was out of the Bible classroom and into the bustling hall way before she brought the green zebra covered cell phone to her ear. "Hello?" She asked into the device, shoving her way past a few of her obnoxious class mates, down the stairs, and into the quieter hallway below.

'Uh…hi, Megan?' His slightly strained voice grabbed her immediate attention.

"Hiccup?" Her head snapped up at the sound of the Viking's voice, the blonde teen pressed a finger into the opposite ear in order to hear him a little better over the noise of chattering adolescents, "Are you okay?"

'Yeah!...Well….I mean….no…' Came the defeated voice on the other end.

Megan shook her head, wondering why she ever left the boy by himself in the first place. "What did you do?"

'I was trying to fix the bookcase and….part of it kinda fell….and….'

"You hurt yourself, didn't you?" She pondered aloud, dropping her hand from her ear to rub her temples. There was a pause on the other end of the line, Hiccup sucked in a quick breath, obviously pained in some way. "I'll be right there. Just…don't do anything stupid, okay?"

A small chuckle came from his end, 'Alright.'

Megan hit the end call button and immediately walked into the drama room making a b-line for Mrs. Taylor, who was sitting at her normal desk, preparing for rehearsal to start by shuffling between the script, sheet music, and notes from last practice on how the students could improve themselves. It was a quick explanation, the green eyed girl simply told the director that there was a short family emergency that she needed to tend to and she would be back before she knew she was gone. After a somewhat reluctant agreement, Mrs. Taylor allowed her to leave, although she did not want one of the musical's leads to miss any of their ever so precious time.

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Hiccup hit the red colored button on the phone before setting it down beside him on the kitchen counter, a sigh escaping his lips as he patted the black overgrown lizard a top the head. "I'm alright, bud. Megan's gonna be here in a bit." He murmured, gingerly lifting the paper towel from his upper arm to reveal a rather nasty looking gash, fragments of wood were poking into the exposed skin and blood had dripped down to his fingertips and was beginning to soak through the cloth.

"Oh gods, how did I ever get myself into this mess?" He sighed, leaning his reddish brown head against the wall and closing his eyes enabling himself to escape into his own mind.

'Well, I find it rather funny, don't you?' A sharp voice echoed through the empty house.

Hiccup's eyes flew open in terror, shock seizing him so quickly that he tumbled from the kitchen counter and onto the cold hardwood floor below. Toothless whined in worry and nudged his companion gently with his scaly head, aiding him in getting up from the ground. "Who's there!" the Viking teen yelled, using the dragon's head as support as he regained his balance, not that he had much of it before.

'Hmmm, think of me as an old….friend.'

Hiccup could practically hear the smirk in his voice, the eeriness of it seemingly oozing from the walls along with a dark chuckle, he looked to the Night Fury, yet, something was off. Toothless was not responding to anything, normally if something like this happened, which it never 'normally' did to begin with, the dragon's nerves would be on an edge, ears standing straight, back arched, teeth bared, and that tell tale growl rumbling from his throat. But no, there was…nothing, and that scared Hiccup the most.

"Did you hear that?" He asked, his voice cracking in alarm. Hiccup cleared his throat as Toothless cocked his head, eyes shining with confusion. "Can't you hear him!"

The teen hobbled out of the kitchen and into the hallway of the house, reaching for his belt only to come away with nothing. Staring at his side in realization he remembered that he no longer had his dagger on him because of the modern clothes that now covered his body. Frantically, Hiccup's green eyes began to scan the downstairs of the house, panic leaking onto his expression.

'Oh, silly child.' The voice chided, 'I'm nowhere to be seen. You see, the fun part about being me is that for a short while, I can, per say, get inside this funny little brain of yours.'

He was frightened now, truly terrified, spinning on his one good heel, eyes haphazardly scanning whatever he could see. "Who are you?" Hiccup nearly screamed, grabbing the nearest object, which just so happened to be a carelessly placed umbrella, and holding it in front of him, ready to strike anything that came near.

'Well, well, I am truly ashamed of you. Did you never listen to your own mythology when you were young?'

Hiccup paused, racking his brain to remember anything, anything at all about his Viking culture, about the life he had been torn away from.

An agitated sigh echoed off the walls, 'I play games, pranks, if you will, you imbecile! Use the stupid mortal brain of yours for once!' The house shook slightly as the voice grew louder, glasses in cupboards clinking against one another, the chandelier in the dining room swaying slightly.

Something clicked in Hiccup's brain. His head snapped up, nearly dropping the umbrella. "Loki! You're Loki!" He yelled in return, staring at the ceiling, eyes widening.

'Looks like someone finally got the memo.'

"What do you want?"

'Oh nothing really, your soul would be nice though and that of your Guardian too…and the entire universe….oh yes, and those other idiotic deities thrown from their thrones.'

"Guardian?" The Viking wondered aloud, eyebrows knitting together in a questioning fashion.

'Oh ho ho, so you don't know yet? My fellow gods are falling behind! This is too sweet!'

Hiccup sucked in a breath, his eyes finally fell upon Toothless, who has positioned himself in the archway to the den, staring at him with deep concern a slight cooing noise coming from his being. "Its okay, bud." He assured the dragon, uncertainly clear in his tone. Something caught his attention, Hiccup's green orbs focused on the drop of scarlet blood that dripped to the floor, the paper towel long since gone and with his blood pumping with adrenaline allowing the wound to begin to bleed once again. Hissing in slight pain, he lowered the umbrella a tad, only to bring it up once again when the voice called his name.

'Hiccup, my dear boy, that looks like it's a rather nasty wound. Almost like….why, almost like the one your mother had that night. Except her's was much worse, wasn't it? And she had them all over her body, don't you remember?'

The Viking froze, his eyes lowering to the ground, "Stop…" He warned, voice barely above a whisper as he shut his eyes tightly, bidding the memories to leave.

'Ah. So you do remember?'

"Stop."

'Remember that one, across her stomach, that seemed to be the one that did her in, and the once across her cheek-'

"Stop, please." Theumbrella tip dropped to the ground.

'There was so much blood, wasn't there? They couldn't stop it could they? You just stood there, only six, if I'm not mistaken, so young-'

"Please…" He was begging now, eyes squeezed shut in an attempt to hold back tears.

'You had to stand there and watch-'

"No more."

'Her-'

"Please…"

'Die.'

"ENOUGH!" Hiccup roared, swinging the weapon blindly, smashing the picture on the wall before he dropped to his knees. Shards of glass pricked into his palms and knee caps as sobs racked his body. Blood from the gash on his arm and the glass broken skin pooled slightly beneath him. Toothless was at his side in an instant, willing him to his feet, but Hiccup just stayed there staring at his hands as fresh tears streamed down his face. He did not notice the sound of the keys unlocking the door, or it opening it for that matter. He could not hear her voice, calling his name, shrieking in panic at the scene before her eyes. Blood was roaring in his hears as another wave sobs raced through him, memories he has long since buried were resurfacing once again.

However, Hiccup did feel once thing, and that was her embrace. Two long, skinny arms snaked under his, pulling him up and away from the pile of broken glass. He was guided into the den and placed upon what he could only assume was the couch, the two arms then snaked around him, pulling him close to her body. Hiccup's fingers gripped the fabric of her shirt tightly as he buried his head into the crook of her neck. Fresh tears stained the clothes, along with a fair amount of blood, but she did not seem to care. Megan began to rub small circles on his back, repeating the same gesture that he had used on her that night.

"Its okay, Hiccup. I'm here, it's all gonna be okay." She cooed, pulling him a little closer.

Toothless nudged his head into his rider's back, expressing his own concern. Envying the girl for being able to hold him so close, to comfort him properly, but thanking her at the same time for doing what he could not. Megan offered the dragon a small smile before she placed her hands of the weeping boy's shoulders and gingerly pulling him from her as to look him in the eye.

"Come on," She said, grabbing a spare blanket and placing it around his shoulders with a reassuring pat, "We need to get you to an emergency room."

After grabbing a change of clothes for both her and the Viking, seeing as both of theirs were stained with blood, the pair made their way out the door and into the awaiting SUV.

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Megan, as it seemed, was having a streak of luck at the hospital.

The nurses asked minimal questions, they did not get after her for driving a minor while she was one herself, and they took Hiccup in almost right away.

She flinched at the death grip that said Viking had on her hand as the doctor began the process of stitching up his arm. Pulling the small bits of glass from his hands and knees had been the worst of it, the Novocain having not kicked in properly and Hiccup not being a big fan of pain in the first place did not help the situation at all.

Her mind briefly wondered to the Dragon whom she had left at home, hoping that he had not ripped everything apart yet. It had been trouble enough to get Hiccup away from the over protective reptile, but after a lot of convincing and a phone call to Sabrina she assured the mass of scales that this was for Hiccup's benefit and the other crazy teen would be by to watch him shortly.

"And that's about it!" The doctor's voice interrupted her thinking as he rolled his chair away from the examination table and beginning to pack away some of his tools while the nurse finished wrapping Hiccup's arm in white gauze and rechecking the ones on his hands and knees.

"Alright, kiddo, no hard work for a while, get plenty of rest, take regular pain meds as needed and call me if you have any problems." He stated, offering a charming smile to the pair. "Keep him out of trouble, ya here?" He directed at Megan, slightly chuckling at his own comment.

"I will! Thank you, sir." She retorted, swinging her purse onto her shoulder and following Hiccup, who had already made for the door.

"Bye!" The nurse called as the pair walked out of the small room and down the hallway in silence. It was not until they were in the parking lot when Megan dared to say the first words.

"You mind telling me what happened? You were perfectly fine when you called me earlier!" She murmured, jumping into the driver's seat and placing the key in the ignition. "You wouldn't believe me." Came the half hearted reply as she pulled out of the parking lot and onto the street.

"Hiccup, you fell out of my freakin' TV, I think I can believe a lot of things now. Heck, you could tell me that Elephants are actually monkeys in disguise and I would believe you!" Megan exclaimed, bring her hands off the wheel and then dropping them down again, as if to prove a point.

The boy sucked in a breath, "I started hearing this voice….but Toothless couldn't hear it…." He began, suddenly very interested on the bandages on his hands. "He kept talking about my…my…my mother, like he knew everything and…" Hiccup trailed off helplessly, his gaze drifting out the window watching as the strange buildings and landscape of the twenty first century passed by.

"And?" Megan pressed gently, not taking her eyes off the road ahead.

The Viking swallowed, bringing an aching hand through the brownish mass of hair upon his head. "He said that…he said that he was, Loki."

"WHAT?" Megan nearly screamed, her widening eyes immediately flashing towards her companion.

"MEGAN! WATCH OUT!" He yelped in reply, curling up in his seat in a rather comical way, despite the sharp pain in his arm, legs almost up to his shoulders and arms protecting his face as he noticed the oncoming slew of cars from the intersection ahead. The teenager slammed on the breaks, causing the SUV to come to a screeching halt, front wheels barely grazing the solid white line of the crosswalk.

"He said he was Loki? Loki!As in the god of mischief and what not? That Loki?" She exclaimed, her breathing becoming sharp, short gasps.

"Calm down!" Hiccup said, waving his hands slightly in front of her, attempting to calm himself down at the same moment, "What is wrong with you?"

The sound of honking horns came from the cars behind their own, to which Megan replied by leaning out the window screaming, "Yeah, yeah! We're goin' you impatient buttheads!"

"What did his voice sound like?" She asked the dragon rider once the car had begun to move forward towards their destination. Hiccup blinked in her direction a few moments, wondering why the slightly random question.

"I dunno, very formal, a little sharply pitched."

"The voice from my dream…." She whispered, turning the vehicle left, into the school parking lot.

"Wait wait wait wait! The voice from your dream? That was Loki?" He asked in astonishment, looking at the green eye girl with a startled expression across his brow as she switched off the car and jumped out of the metal contraption, grabbing her purse and throwing the keys inside while making her way towards the school theater.

"Are you going to answer me?" The Viking called, jumping out of the SUV and catching up to her.

Megan stopped mid stride and spun to face him, "Listen, we can talk about this when we get home, okay? I told Mrs. Taylor I would be here for the rest of practice and if I don't show up she will kill me. So, no talking about Loki, Toothless, or any of your vikingness…ness…in general, 'kay?" She began to walk once again, but stopped, holding a finger in the air in an 'I just remembered something important' motion, "And one more thing. Your name is Henry, not Hiccup, but Henry, got it?"

He nodded in understanding and followed the blonde into the building, listening to her murmuring to herself as they walked through the doors and down the hallway.

"Hey, look! Ginny's here!" Will yelled from his spot in the pit band, waving his trombone in the air.

"Ginny?" Hiccup questioned, sending her a sideway's glance.

"Character name." Was all the reply he got, followed by, "Stay here."

A few of the other teenagers were sending him confused looks as Megan skipped over to the director, telling her that Hiccup was a very close, very close indeed, family friend, that she had just driven him back from the hospital, and asking if it was alright if he could remain here and watch them perform for the remainder of practice. Which, to her relief, had yet to begin because of the process of moving all the sets, mainly the locker set and the heaven set, all the way from the drama room and into the theater. After receiving an affirmative, Megan flounced back to the Viking, grabbed him by the un-bandaged arm, and pulled him over to a brunette girl sitting in the first row, notepad and pencil in hand.

"MEGAN!" The girl squealed, jumping up from her seat and engulfing the blonde in a bone crushing hug.

"KAT!" The green eyed girl screeched in return, giving her a bear hug of her own.

"Where were you?" The other girl, Kat, pulled out of the hug and stood in front of her friend, a massive smile spread across her features.

"Taking care of this." Megan gestured to Hiccup, who had been carefully rubbing his bandaged arm, wincing as he hit a tender spot because of the numbing medication leaving his system.

"You just gestured to all of me!" The Viking whined in reply.

Kat shot him a suspicious look, "Do I know you?" Came the expected question.

"Noooooo….I don't think so…" Hiccup dragged out, his eyes pleading with Megan for help. The response from the sixteen year old shocked him, "That is actually what I need to talk to you about."

Kat shot her another look, never before had her friend sounded so serious about something as simple as questioning whether or not Kat had met someone Megan knew before. "Kat, I need to know if I can trust you, not for simple secrets, but for something important."

The brown headed girl blinked a few times in slight understanding, "Of course, you know that."

The blonde let out a sigh of relief, "Good, so-!"

"GET YOUR COSTUME'S ON!" Mrs. Taylor's command cut her off midsentence.

"So…this will have to wait…." Megan leaned closer to Kat, "Alright, watch him." She pointed a unpolished finger in Hiccup's direction, "If anyone asks, his name is 'Henry', he is a family friend that is staying at my house for a while, he tripped and fell down the stairs-"

"Really? The stairs! I'm not that clumsy-!"

"I'm talking!"

"Sorry…"

"And, crap, where was I…." She looked down, trying to ignore the burning sensation of a demanding drama teacher's glare.

"He fell down the stairs." Kat offered, looking at the girl intently, ready to listen.

"Right! And that's why he is here!" Megan finished, spinning on her heel and beginning to jog toward the dressing room to put on that horrendous, as pink as pink could get, eighties costume.

"WAIT!" Kat's voice stopped her in her tracts, making Megan wait as the shorter, yet older, girl ran up to her side, "Who is he really?"

The blonde glanced at Hiccup, who was now about ten feet away from the pair, staring at her expectantly. Megan leaned closer to Kat and whispered the truth in her ear.

"He is Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III."

And with that, she turned once again, and began to saunter away.

"WHAT?" Came Kat's roar, causing Megan to turn around in alarm and press a finger to her lips, "I don't believe you…." She said, a lot quieter than before.

"Don't. Tell. Anyone." The green eyed girl hissed, "I'll tell you the rest after practice, 'kay?"

"Still don't believe you."

"Look at his leg."

"Don't believe you."

"You didn't even look!"

"So? Don't believe you."

"Keep quiet, don't let him get into any trouble, and take good notes Miss Assistant Director."

With those words she walked off to the dressing room once again, ready to make herself look like a product of the eighties, leaving a concerned Viking, and a very concerned nineteen year old in her wake.

A/N: That's it! Please tell me watcha think in a lovely review! Now, as a new habit, I am trying to ask questions after every chapter, so please humor me and answer me if you want to in the review.

What do you think of the introduction of our antagonist?

What or who is this Guardian that Loki mentioned and why do you think its important?

Do you like what I've don't with Hiccup's mother's backstory/death?

I've introduced a new, and very important character, Kat, who does happen to be a very good friend of mine. What do you think of her and how will she affect the story and Hiccup?

That's it! Please don't kill me for what I did to poor Hiccup! I'M SORRY! ANGST ANGST ANGST! And, as if I couldn't sound any more needy….please please please please please REVIEW! I LOVE ALL OF MY REVIEWERS AND PEOPLE WHO HAVE FAVORITED MY STORY!