Reckless... Or Selfless?
A HttyD Fanfiction
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Rated T for Graphic/Detailed Blood and Injury... Also, there's references to cannibalism. Like, it's actually kinda obvious...
Genres are Hurt/Comfort/General
Set in Race to the Edge, mid-Season 2, after Ep.9
Warnings- Head canons, such as the cousin-relationship between Hiccup and Snotlout will be displayed. Also, possible Hiccstrid later on.
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Having a slowly dying person in your arms after being attacked is bad enough. Change the details to, I don't know, maybe a RAPIDLY dying cousin, trapped in an unstable icy cavern with a CANIBALLISTIC dragon, after being ambushed and currently hunted by Dragon Hunters, with ABSOLUTELY no means to call for help? Welcome to Snotlout's amazing weekend.
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CHAPTER SIX: We're in this Together
The next time Hiccup woke up, he was in the critical stage, and just about everyone was convinced he would die, as cruel as it was.
His words were barely much of anything, although he did seem a little concerned by the giant butterfly-like dragon in the room. He even mumbled something about fluffy unicorns and puffy pink clouds, which honestly was more concerning than his dangerously low temperature... Even the Deathsong backed away a bit and gave him a worried look.
'You alright there?' It asked, Toothless, of course, being the only one who could understand the dragon.
The Night Fury's toxic green eyes narrowed, and his tail subconsciously looped around Hiccup's right ankle. 'Why would you care?!' He snapped, refusing to make eye contact with the stunned dragon. He finally looked over, disapprovingly leering. 'Never mind; let me rephrase that for you... Hmm...' The sleek black dragon made a mock concentrated expression, the anger never leaving his thin slits of pupils. 'What abou- Oh! How about, since WHEN did you care? About anything?!'
The Deathsong opened its jaws to retort back at him, but he was cut off by the other dragon. 'Forgive me, I appear to be very forgetful right now! Since when did you care, about anything or anyone other than your own as-'
Crack!
All heads (aside from a now unconscious Hiccup) whipped around to the gaping hole in the wall, where to their dread and horror, they watched as one supportive beam at the far wall collapsed, taking the structure on top down with it.
They gulped and shuddered, fear filling each of them as it all tumbled down the rocky wall into the deep abyss of black below. Light tremors shook the entire mountain, and reflexively the dragons braced themselves. Only when the last of faint crashing sounds sounded, did they slightly relax, now aware of the danger.
"Ok..." Snotlout started, shaking. "That was not good. We need a plan, and quick."
The dragons were quiet, nodding in agreement. An eternity seemed to pass between them, filled to the brim with awkward silence. Snotlout blinked at them, before throwing his arms into the air. "Seriously?" He shrieked. "You're two of the most deadliest and intelligent dragons out there, and you can't figure this out?! Even Ruffnut could work this one out!"
…..Snotlout bit his lip. That last one probably wasn't true. No, definitely.
Toothless snorted at the remark, rolling his eyes. The Deathsong remained still, confused. The smaller creature sighed in exasperation. 'It's a thing. Twins, idiots...' He growled.
'Oh. Sorry.' the Deathsong muttered quietly, and Toothless' eyes suddenly snapped wide open.
'HOLD ON! You're a girl?!' Toothless roared, ignoring the annoyed glare Snotlout gave him. The Deathsong looked surprised.
'You didn't know?' She asked, somewhat horrified. Her snout heated up, and she couldn't help but laugh.
Toothless could only groan in embarrassment, wanting nothing more than to collapse and cover his rapidly heating up snout. He saw Snotlout softly chuckling to himself, obviously having figured it out long before the Night Fury.
"Ok, lovebir-" Snotlout started, but was immediately silenced by the Deathsong's shocked and furious expression, and Toothless' massacre stare.
Gulping, he moved straight to the point. "I'm not good at ideas, so it's up to you guys right now." Snotlout quickly changed Toothless' tail to auto.
The two dragons exchanged a look.
….Boy, would that be a challenge and a half...
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The only good thing going on right now was probably the fact the two were actually working together.
Snotlout sighed, watching worriedly as Toothless once again roared in exasperation at the Deathsong. The two dragons exchanged a barrage of very-colourful sounding roars and snarls, which he could translate into Norse quite easily...
He looked down, hearing his fatally injured cousin whimper again.
There had been too many of those lately, and Snotlout couldn't possibly deny the fact he was terrified. "Jus-t-t hold-d on a b-b-i-t longe-rr, Cuz..." He whispered, trying to bring him closer, despite the fact it didn't do much.
Feeling another frightening tremor underneath him, he called out to the dragons to let them know of the threats coming up.
Hiccup pathetically whined, leaning into the warmer body. Snotlout could only watch helplessly, as his cousin shuddered horribly once again. He knew that if Hiccup didn't get serious medical attention soon...
Wait... Wasn't that the second time he had thought that?
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Hookfang grumbled in annoyance, not liking his own plan.
The dragon wasn't even certain the Dragon Hunters hadn't seen him already. They knew he was on the island, that was for sure, but where?
He could only hope they didn't find him; worse, they find Hiccup, Snotlout and Toothless...
Oh, why did everything have to be so messed up?
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'No, no, no! That'll add too much weight- I'd collapse within the hour...'
The dragoness hissed at him, her yellow eyes narrow slits against dried blood on her snout. That had been a recent rock shower's fault.
'Well,' she snapped, 'We might be dead within that hour anyway! We'd be better off taking the risk!'
Toothless huffed, then darted over her head, nearly whipping the dragon in the process. He hovered over a support beam below their cavern, pointing at it with a talon. 'Fire at this.' He growled, eyeing her as the elegant creature soared over. 'And let it cool this time, before you add the second lair.' He gestured to her bloodied, broken hind leg. 'That is, of course, unless you want a bloody and broken neck too.'
The Deathsong snarled at him, firing at the beam with her glue-like amber. It immediately started to cool, trapping the beam in a orange cocoon, just like she did for that very dragon, and the two humans trapped with them. Biting back pain in her leg, she proceeded to layer it over with another shower of amber, gliding around it.
She flew over to Toothless, hovering beside another beam in need of desperate repairs. She fired without question, watching the dragon nod In approval.
They circled around, searching for any other in-need-of-repairing structures about to kill them all.
'So...' She asked, wanting to bring up conversation.
The dragoness licked her chops, savouring the taste of blood. Her own blood... That was wrong,
wasn't it? Yes, it was... Toothless glanced at her, with a glare of disappointment and disgust reflecting in his eyes. She stopped, albeit reluctantly.
'What crimes did you commit to get your name? It's so terrifying and fitting; Toothless, the unholy offspring of lighting and death itself!'
Well, she never said it was a nice talk with kind words and lovey-dovey emotions.
In response, Toothless stared at her- like she was nuts.
He burst into laughter, almost losing balance at one stage. She looked at him, trying to look just confused, when in reality, she was nervous. Just what exactly had changed within the last decade or so among Dragon-kind?!
'Are you serious? Hiccup named me!' She blinked, tilting her head to the side. Toothless shook his head, still smiling despite himself and the given situation. 'He named me not long after we met- he named me after my retractable teeth-' He showed her, and she seemed impressed by the neat ability, and the bond between dragon and rider. '-And that's just how I go by now.' He finished.
'Huh,' she said, 'I didn't think humans were capable of such... Feelings? Is that what you call them?'
Toothless, pointing at another beam in need of repairs. She shot and welded, simply listening to the Night Fury speak.
The two dragons continued to do this, welding and securing, while exchanging thoughts and opinions (some causing fireballs to go at each other's face) about certain topics. Neither really approached anything serious, although Toothless was more than happy to brag about his amazing rider. However, it would upset him at times, although he didn't show or allow it to fully distract him.
'Well, I think we're good. Want to head back?' Toothless asked, already turned around. The Deathsong nodded, frowning as she heard a distinct crack. She looked up, and dread shot through her veins.
It was going to collapse.
'TOOTHLESS! HURRY! THE CAVE!'
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A/N:
DUN DUN DUNNN! CLIFFHANGER! Oh, I'm so evil...
Chapter 7- A War of Emotions
Chapter 8- Fire & Ice
Chapter 9- Safe and Sound/Here to Stay
Crystallion12
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