Chappie three! Chapter sizes vary in size.

I DON'T OWN!

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Astrid ran into her home and right into the smoking room.
"HICCUP!" She yelled out when she saw the boy lying in a pool of something dark.
Hiccup groaned as he rubbed his head. "Grease, yuck." Hiccup said as he tried to wipe as much of the liquid off his arms.
"You scared me." Astrid said as she punched his arm.
"Ow. I'm sorry. I was working on something." Hiccup said without looking at her, too busy going over whatever it was he was working on. Astrid rolled her eyes and turned when the door banged open.
"Hiccup! What happened?" Stoic, town mayor, stormed into the room and started to go over Hiccup.
"I'm fine dad." Hiccup said, slipping out of the older man's grip. Stoic gave Hiccup a stern look before sighing.
"Hiccup, you can't keep doing this to us. Your sister and I worry." Astrid nodded from her spot against the wall.
"I know dad, but-" Hiccup started.
"But nothing. Starting tomorrow I want you to go to town and become and apprentice." Stoic told him before leaving the room. Astrid gave him a sympathetic look before turning and following her father out of the house.
Hiccup glared at the floor and backed up into the wall. He slid to the floor and fingered a wrench he grabbed. He got back to his feet and tossed the wrench into the wall as hard as he could, it didn't even dent.
"Gah!" Hiccup grabbed his head before the tears he held back started to fall.

*%*$*%*

Hiccup trudged into town behind Astrid. He hadn't been to town in years, not since the accident that took his and Astrid's mother. He tried to hide behind Astrid as best he could. He watched as the town people walked to and from different stores and houses.
Astrid knew her brothers fear of town, she was hoping to get him an apprenticeship as a shepherd or a traveler or something, something that will keep him out of this town.
Hiccup jumped at every little thing, not that Astrid complained, if she had been there she might have suffered just as bad as her brother.
If loosing your leg wasn't enough, loosing your mother at the same time just killed him inside, made him afraid of lots of things, mainly, towns, houses bunched together and hay strewn around all willy nilly. Hiccup is also deathly afraid of fire, because of this, the family now has a high tolerance for the cold.
"Astrid." Snotlout called when he saw the girl. Pitch, who was behind him, gave Hiccup a glare, one that made Hiccup hide behind his sister.
"What is it Snotlout?" Astrid asked. Hiccup peaked around his sister, who is a few inches taller then himself, no thanks to his leg.
"I wanted to know if you had rethinked about my offer." Snotlout said.
"Rethinked isn't a word Snotlout..." She trailed off at his name.
"Hey, I know. You need an apprentice?" Astrid asked with shining eyes. Hiccup gulped, hunter?
"Well not really..." Astrid gave him a pair of puppy dog eyes.
"I mean, yes. I do need an apprentice." He finished. Astrid grinned in triumph. Hiccup looked up behind his bangs and saw the glaring form of Pitch.
Astrid ignored them as she grabbed her brother and pulled him out of town as quickly as she could.
"Great. Hiccup is your new apprentice!" She called out to a stunned Snotlout and a glaring Pitch.

*%*$*%*

Pitch was inside his home, Snotlout was who knew where. Pitch threw a lamp, smashing it into a wall.
He growled low and ended up grabbing a plate and smashing that on the same wall.
"How Dare HE! After so many plans, so much time! And he throws it away! FOR A GIRL!" Pitch kicked a chair over.
"That stupid little boy." Pitch picked the chair up and sat violently on it. His elbows were placed on the table.
"But, that little red head. He seemed familiar somehow." Pitch thought as hard as he could, sorting through his memories till he saw the face of a four year old child, covered in soot and crying over the body of a woman.
Pitch was only a teen then, no older then the boy now, he had been one of the towns people that helped put out the fire.
Pitch had looked at the boy with admiration at the time. Even after loosing his leg, the boy still tried to protect his mother from burning to death, what good that did him.
Pitch looked at the fire burning in the fireplace. It was chilling to look at.
Hiccup, that was the boy's name. Pitch smirked.
"Well Hiccup. It seems you will be more useful then I first thought."

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Mars