OMG! What is this? An update? How rare! But yes my fair followers I'm back from my long break. I'm gonna blame it all on the fact that I have an Anime convention next week and still have an Anna and a Rapunzel cosplay to finish. I'm such a procrastinator. But alas, I promised a many of you that I would update by Friday and so here I am keeping my promise.

I'm sorry that this took so long to get out to you guys and I'm also sorry that it's so long. Though I don't really know why I'm apologizing for that (I guess my Canadian is shining through)

Anyways I'm very happy to have this chapter out and I hope you all enjoy this.

I guess I should probably warn you people that there could be a bit of *trigger warning* in this chapter, for suicide. It's not to intense or anything but I just don't want anyone getting mad at me or anything.

So here's chappy 19, please feel free to comment and follow accordingly.

Stay bright and happy \('3')/

~Mona

The bell finally rang. My first week of hell, oops, I mean high school was over. That means two full days of mom versus Hayden videogames.

I pushed the sleeve back up to reveal my fingers that continuously slipped back into the deep cavers that were my over sized sleeves. Thanks to cousin Snot, I mean Stewart for the hand me down Jacket. There's nothing I love more than a faded old Jacket from the 90's. Luckily, with the help of mom we gave it the perfect Hayden touch with some cool looking dragon patches that she picked up for me when she went to go visit her mom.

I wish she would take me with her some time.

The Monstrous Nightmare that I had on my left arm was still intact but sadly the Zipple Back wasn't so lucky. Its unfortunate placement on my back made it the perfect target for basically everyone in school to grab. And believe me, my jacket was grabbed a whole lot. To bash me into lockers. To stop me in the halls for my hourly taunting. And of course the casual yet classic 'lets just yank on Hayden's back to propel us forward as we run through the halls to class, who cares if the poor nerd gets flung off his feet.'

That was basically my everyday. Sure it kind of majorly sucked. And Yeah, it might have been my fault. Though my scrawny genes were unavoidable, I guess I could control my public obsession, but why should I?

Mom always tells me that right now I might not be the coolest but it's the people with real passion that go far in life. And I definitely have passion. Between my mom and I we probably have an army's worth. An army's worth of fire breathing passion.

"Rough day, dude?" called a voice a few steps behind mine.

"How about rough week" I stated.

The speaker caught up with my strides and smiled brightly at me, "well at least you have a whole two days to ice your bruises"

"Sure, that's the way to do it isn't it Astrid. Just take the beating and then ice the bruises"

She scoffed and pulled her braid over her shoulder, "You know I didn't mean it like that."

"Then what did you happen to mean?"

"I mean that you have two days to recuperate and to plan the greatest revenge scheme ever!"

"Or maybe you could just do why do did last year and scare everyone away from me"

"No! This is the year when we fix all of this" she said motioning to me.

"You just pointed to all of me" I whined.

"Good, now you get the point"

I rolled my eyes before looking over at her with a slight smirk "So what were you thinking about?" I asked suspiciously.

Her eyes gleamed with excitement when I asked and she looked over at me with a devious expression as she began to explain.

"Okay so I was thinking of letting Toothless on them. Of course it would have to be staged as an accident but we could totally do it. Tooth wouldn't actually have to get em too bad or anything, just enough the scare them into at least tolerating you for the rest of your life" she grinned happily.

"Okay, I have two points to discuss about this. Number one, it would only have to be for the next four years because we all know that I'm getting out of here the second I graduate" I told her, And number two; are you insane!? How do you expect toothless to take on practically the whole school!"

Her grin faltered a little. "Oh yeah"

"Yeah…."

"Well do you have anything better?" she asked smugly.

"Why thank you for asking M'lady because I do so happen to have another idea" I smiled.

She raised her eyebrows expectantly.

"Okay, I was thinking about going in a different direction. We all know violence is not my strong suit"

"Dude, nothing is your strong suit. I don't even think you'd be able to pick up your strong suit if you had one"

"Shut up Astrid"

"You know I'm just playing. You are totally good at stuff. Like building stuff. You build your own strong suit" she laughed a little to herself.

"Astrid stop, you're not funny"

"Well since I'm the only friend you've got I advise that you laugh at them anyways"

I narrowed my eyes at her a little before starting to speak again "Anyways. As I was saying, I don't do violence so I was thinking instead that I could do something impressive. Ya know? Maybe if I built something really cool, people would think I was cool. I could build a robot or something" I smiled hopefully.

"God, Hiccup! Robots haven't been cool since like fifth grade. The coolest thing you could do with mechanical things is to hijack a car or something" She scoffed.

"What ever, I'll keep thinking I said a little dejectedly.

"Don't give up, I believe in you" she said, giving me a good pat on the back.

"Alright Hiccup, tell me when you come up with an idea that can beat mine!" She laughed as she walked up to her front door.

I rolled my eyes and continued on my way home. Luckily Astrid only lived down the street from me so there was barely enough time for anyone to come around and pick on me in that small time gap in which I had to walk alone.

I really wish it wasn't like that though. I often like to question why I wasn't born like my dad. Or like every other boy in this town. Everyone in Berk looks like they came straight off a Viking ship.

Though mum does tell me that Vikings kill dragons so I guess maybe it was meant to be.

Dragon trainers can't be Vikings.

Though I still wish that maybe I could actually fit into clothes that weren't meant for third graders.

But I guess that's life right? At least until I move away one day. One day soon I hope.

I skipped over the steps that led to my porch and luckily this time I didn't trip. I don't think my knees could take another tumble.

I opened the front door just to be plowed down by a scrawny tangle of legs and licks.

Toothless.

He was a lot like me in that aspect. Being a Great Dane and everything, he was pretty skinny and lanky, just like me.

Maybe that's why we're such a good match.

"Hey bud!" I laughed as he assaulted my face with puppy kisses. "How's your day been?" I asked as I scratched behind his ears and pushed him back so I could manage to get back onto my feet again. "You sir, are going to be the death of me"

"Sure, if you don't end up blowing up a car on yourself first" said a voice walking down the hall.

My face automatically curved into a smile. "Hi mom"

"Hello Hayden dear, how's your day been?"

I sighed "Oh you know. Same old, same old. But I almost lost the Zipple Back today" I told her, turning around to show the patch hanging on my it's last few threads.

"Oh don't worry about that, I'll fix it up tonight" she smiled.

"Thanks" I dropped my bag by the front door and kicked off my shoes, "What did you do today?"

"Oh you know, I cleaned and did the laundry and" her smile changed to a more devious one "And I anxiously awaited your return so that I could beat you in another round of Mariokart"

"I think those cleaning supplies are getting to your head because you know no one takes home the prize but me"

"We'll see about that" I laughed as she already turned on her heals to run down the hall and up the stairs.

"Hey, I get the good controller" I yelled as I raced after her.

"Too late fish bone, I got here first" She yelled from my room"

Was she my mom or my annoying big sister?

Guess I was stuck playing the one with the sticky 'A' button.

"Alright, alright. One more game then we have to go down stairs" She told me, her eyes not leaving the tv screen.

"Why, it's Friday" I whined.

"Since when did Friday make dinner and walk the dog for us?" She asked sarcastically.

She was right. I had to walk Toothless soon or he might just knock our house down.

It was just about to get dark soon too.

Perfect.

The only time I ever walk Toothless is when it's starting to get dark. The moment the sun starts to set everyone runs inside, which makes for a nice quiet and relaxing walk around the block.

Before I could ever realize what was happening mom had passed me and the game was over.

"Can you not?"

"Not what? Win? No can do son. How an I ever gonna toughen you up if I just let you win"

She ruffled my hair a little bit before brushing her thumb across my cheek and the little scar on my chin.

"God" She whispered quietly "I remember when you got this. Scariest day of my life"

Apparently I got the scar when a wild deer had somehow broken into the house. It sounds a little silly but he definitely gave me a good gash with his antler.

I shrugged and pushed my cheek into her hand, "Then let's just pretend that I got it from a mother dragon who wanted to take me as her own"

"Please, I'm the only mother dragon who will be taking you" She laughed a little.

"Well then what does that make me?" I asked, playing along.

"The boy who has to go walk the dog while the momma dragon goes and makes some dinner"

I rolled my eyes but smiled, "how about some fish tonight. I love fish"

"Sure darling"

"Hey Tooth, wanna stop by the shop quickly before we head home?" I asked him.

The good thing about having a dog is that they never really disagree with you. For once you always get to be right. Even when you're not right at all, you still get to pretend that you are because dogs will never argue with you.

I walked up to the shop door and grabbed the key that dad always hid. I don't really know why I say hide though. It's not really hidden when everyone in town knows where it is. You might as well just keep it in the door for the whole time.

The door swung open, letting in a beam of evening sunset. The light led the way through the front room and into the garage.

One of my favourite places to be.

Especially once everything was empty and closed down.

This wasn't the first time I came down here after hours. It's more of a daily thing. Especially during the summer. Nothing's better than spending some quality time with yourself and an old car. Though for the most part I just like to steal bits and pieces from the scrap cars and use them to make cool metal dragons and stuff. Some of them even move!

I followed the light into the garage. There standing right in the moonlight spotlight was the answer to all my prayers. The ticket to popular town. Or at least my ticket to the village of not being so hated. There standing in front of me was a motorcycle. Well, a pretty broken down one. But still, a motorcycle. The international symbol for bad boy.

I dropped Toothless' leash and ran toward the bike.

"Hey bud, do you see this!" I exclaimed. "You might as well just start calling me Hayden the Great. Goodbye Hiccup the Horrendous. Adios fishbone."

Excitement ran through me, pulling me to my toolbox.

I'm sure no one will notice if I came home a little later than expected.

The sky was now totally black and I had to turn the lights on. Tooth was asleep somewhere in a corner probably and I was still busy working on the bike. It looked like a lot more work than it actually was though. Just a rusty body and a shot motor. Easily fixed.

With another crank of my wrench I was done. Well as least I hope so.

There was only one way to find out.

I grabbed hold of the key and crossed my other for luck. Just as I was about to put it in there was the sound of a door swinging open and hitting the wall hard. I jumped and looked up to see my mom.

Her arms were crossed over her chest and her eyes were unusually stern.

"Hayden Haddock, what do you think you're doing!?" She shouted.

"Mom, calm down. I've just been working on something" I said.

"Working on something. You've been five hours, It's almost midnight! What would possess you to come out here at this time!"

Has it already been five hours? Guess it wasn't such an easy fix after all. The excitement of my bright future must have distracted me.

"Oh wow, sorry. But look!" I exclaimed as I ran my hands over the bike seat. "I fixed it all up and it's gonna run beautifully, run me all the way up the popularity charts, that's what it's gonna do." I looked at her with a bright smiled and her eyes grew wide.

"Hayden dear, you're not actually planning on riding that thing are you?"

"Well duh, I wouldn't fix it for nothing" I laughed a little.

"Hun, I don't think that's such a good idea. You have no idea what you're doing.

"I'll be fine I swear" I slipped the key in.

"I just don't want you to break anything" She stepped closer.

I climbed up onto the bike and turned the key "See look, It's running smoothly." I told her happily.

"I just don't want to you to hurt yourself"

"I'm fine"

"Hayden please, get off it." She warned.

I just rolled my eyes a little. "Since when were you so over protective?"

"I have my limits, so get off! Now!"

"No mom really, it'll be just like dragon riding, and you said I'm the dragon master. I was born to do this" I coaxed. Trying to use the one thing we both loved as bribery.

"You know the first rule of dragon riding, no riding at night unless of emergency" she said.

"But this is an emergency" I said just as my foot slipped onto the gas pedal.

I lurched forward and my hands frantically clung to the handlebars.

"Hayden!" Mom yelled.

That was the last thing I heard before it all went black.

There was a ringing. A high-pitched ringing and a bright light behind my eyelids.

The colours in my mind danced around and pulled me closer and closer to the bright light just beyond where I could reach.

I could feel how close it was and yet I just couldn't go.

Something was pulling be back.

Back into a darkness.

Though it was a good darkness.

It was warm. Like being under blankets. It felt like a cold Christmas night in the house. Staying warm in a pillow fort and cozy pajamas as you watched the snow fall lightly.

It was bliss.

Then there was a shock. Like cold water being thrown over my head.

It pierced my skin with its icy blades and brought me back to the light.

It was getting brighter.

The colours were thinning. Turning into a mist almost. A fog of unidentified colours.

As I neared the white light I could feel the warmth crackling behind me.

I didn't actually want to leave it. I wanted to go back but I couldn't find the strength in myself to pull back.

The light became brighter and whiter until it shot through my lashes. They fluttered open and I waited for them to adjust.

Slowly forms started to form and things started making more sense.

Just the basics though.

I was Hayden Haddock and I was alive.

Where I was, I had no idea. What time it was or what day it was? I have no clue. How did I get to where ever I was? Oden knows.

I was surrounded by people. All chattering and moving around with anticipation.

My eyes stung as they focused on the one face in the crowd I could recognize.

"D-dad?"

A heavy silence fell over us. Everyone was looking around. At each other then to me then to my dad. When his eyes met theirs it didn't take more that a second for the swarm to spill out.

Now that I wasn't being blocked by a wall of people I actually had a chance to look around.

I can't really say I liked what I saw.

The saline bags and weird machinery brought back all the memories from the night before.

Was it even the night before?

Well, I began to remember everything from the last time I was conscience.

I remembered the motorcycle and my stupid plan. I remembered how I stayed out way after curfew and how mom came to get me….. "Mom!" I sat up quickly and tried to pull myself out of the stupid bed, ignoring the light-headedness and nausea that suspiciously increased as I tangled more with the tubes and cords that held me down.

"She told me everything-" he said slowly.

"Everything? Oh god, I'm so sorry dad. I know I'm not supposed to abuse my access to the garage. I -Ah, get these things off of me!" I struggled a bit before looking to the door "where is she. Don't tell me she's here. I have to go apologize!"

"She's not here"

"Oh great, can you just call her up so I can-"

"She's dead" He said darkly just as a nurse walked in, babbling on about heart rate or something. It didn't take much for dad to get up and leave with the nurses ushering.

I watched him leave with out a single look back as his words continued to knock around in my head like an echo. It was like my brain- no, my whole body was empty. His words had hollowed me out. I couldn't think or breathe or feel. It was like I was falling. The bed pulled right out from under me. Sending me down a rabbit hole like in Alice in Wonderland. But this one wasn't taking me to a magical place with tea and singing flowers.

It was just a long tunnel or images. Flashes of her eyes that matched mine to a T. Glimpses of her smile that was just slightly less crooked than mine. I saw her holding me, felt her hugging me. I heard her voice singing me to sleep.

Her soft laugh turned into the blood-curdling scream. The last sound I ever heard leave her mouth. The last sound I would ever hear leave her mouth. I hunched over and tried to swallow. I pulled my legs in to cross them and my hand went right through my left one. I ripped the blanket away to reveal a bandaged stump where my let used to de.

That's when I cracked.

"Just kill me!" I cried "Pump me full of poison! I don't want to be here, I can't be here with out her. I'd rather be dead. I'd rather be in hell. That's what this place is!" I screamed as I ripped out needles, "That's where I'm going anyways. I'm going to hell. I killed my mom and I'm going to hell! I'm already falling apart and everything. Just make it easy for me and chop my head off too!"

I could faintly hear the nurse try to calm me down. I think she brought in assistance. But I couldn't stop. My brain was no longer attached to my mind. All my emptiness filled with darkness. Thick and heavy darkness. It was like cement. And it was hardening. Locking in my mindset and emotions. Pain and rage that's all I felt.

Then there was a sharp pain and blackness. Not blackness like darkness but blackness like nothingness.

Next thing I knew I was waking up in a new room. White walls surrounded me and a new lady sat in front of me. She was almost as white as the room. Her skin was pale and her platinum blonde hair was loosely braided back. Though her face was still and neutral, her blue eyes were smiling.

"I'm sorry if I woke you dear" She said softly. "I was just checking in"

I just stared up and tried to figure out how her eyes matched her dress so well.

"You're not a doctor" I stated. She couldn't be. She was too relaxed and happy. And she was wearing a dress. Doctors and nurses wore scrubs.

She laughed lightly "No dear I'm not really a doctor. I'm just here to help you"

"Help me?" I didn't need help. The only thing I needed was a way out. Preferably out of this mortal world as a whole.

"Yes. I'm Dr. Arendelle but I'd prefer it if you just called me Elsa. I'm here to help you understand how you're feeling right now. I'm here to get you through this"

My guard went up again. "I don't need any of that kind of help. I understand exactly what happened to me. You have no idea. This is none of your business. How about you stick your nose in things that you understand!" I snapped back.

Something washed over Elsa's face and her eyes became narrow.

"I don't understand what you're going through? Here, let me give it a try. You did something stupid and hurt someone you love. It's a mistake that you can never reverse. You don't know what to do with out them and don't know how to control your feelings about it. You blow up because you have so much anger and fear for yourself that your little body can't hold it all in. You'd rather be dead too right now, right?" she gave a little head nod and waited for my response.

I didn't really know what to say. She was right. She said it better than I could ever think it. "Y-yeah, that's pretty much it exactly, except you missed the part about me losing a limb. How'd you know?"

She sighed "When I was eight I shot my little sister in the head with a bb gun. She survived but lost most of her memories. After that I stopped talking to her and spending time with her. Thirteen years later my family forced me to go on this hunting trip with them, let's just say I almost shot my sister again. That drove me to my peek and I cracked just like you. My sister was the most important person to me and I was a huge danger to her. I ran away and lived in the forest for a while. She went out to look for me. When she found me I went into this rage and pulled out a gun on her. I told her to stay away because I was dangerous but she wouldn't listen. I tried to shoot just to scare her but I was a terrible shot and ended up hitting her. She went down and I went down. Next thing I knew I was in a room just like this one with a doctor just like me. It took a bit of time but before I knew it, I was all better and graduating early from university" She finished with a proud smile.

Wow I'm glad guns aren't legal in Berk.

"Wait! What happened to your sister?"

Elsa's smile grew ever wider. "She's a hotel manager and mother of two. She also happens to be my best friend"

"So you think you can fix me?"

"I can try my best Hayden. But remember, you don't need fixing, just a little encouragement and love"

"So I had to work with Elsa for a little but then they moved me to a different doctor and he practically pulled me back to where I had started. After that I went back home and tried not to think about killing myself" I finished.

I looked down to see Jack with wide eyes. "You went through all of that? I'm so sorry Hiccup. I really am. I can call you Hayden if you like and I swear you won't ever have to ride my Bike again. In fact I'll sell it for you. I'll get a mo-ped instead. Or maybe just a regular bike! You know the ones with the little bells on the h-" I placed my hands on his cheeks and pulled him in for a kiss.

"Don't worry, you can keep your bike, hopefully you could give me rides to school. The one thing Elsa would stress to me is that it's okay to trust in other people and let your guard down. Sometimes you just have to make yourself believe that the people who love you are going to protect you from yourself" I explained, remembering my days with Elsa fondly.

"And babe, you know I love you" Jack winked.

"Don't call me babe"

"Sorry Hic"

"It's all good Babe" I mimicked "But I do like you too"

"Just like?" he asked.

I hesitated for a moment "I do love you but let's give it some time before I make any big statements. You did leave me two times" I reminded him.

He sighed, "Okay hiccup Haddock, but just remember, my feelings are out there and I'm not taking them back. You're stuck with me now no matter how long it takes to hear those three words come out of your mouth" he said turning around so his hands were by my shoulders.

"Okay Romeo, now when you're done I have a three words for you"

He looked up expectantly.

"Just kiss me" I said with a coy smirk.

Jack didn't think twice before jumping up and straddling me again.

"It would be my pleasure my fair Juliet"

With his mouth on mine is my pretty easy to let the corniness go.

This time at least.

Oh look, I'm at the bottom too, you just can't get away from me! I just wanted to say hi and also that I'm sorry to anyone who doesn't particularly like Elsa. Sorry for you guys because she's so awesome and ya'll are missing out!

No, no, I'm sorry, that was rude of me. I'm sorry if you don't really like Elsa in a Hijack story but in my defence she's a 30 year old doctor here. I just thought that she had the perfect story to connect with Hiccup.

So ya, again, sorry if you didn't like it but it's there and there's nothing any of you haters can do about it (can you tell that I'm joking?)

P.S *whispers* This isn't the last chapter.

Thanks for reading (also sorry for the typos, I'm so bad at this)

~Mona (again)