I'm still stressed here

I'm going to finish this thing

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Previously on Chasing You,

Hiccup stood there, frozen, as reality struck him when the blue 370Z that carried his injured brother driven by his friend crossed the finishing line.

"Vehicle Nissan 370Z, arriving at fourth place, is eliminated"

Hiccup was now alone in the race.

Chapter 24

"Racer 1969 Chevrolet Stingray…"

Hiccup couldn't stop worrying about… well, everything. First, his mother got into the hospital. His father had to save her, making him the last racer to arrive at the finishing line several stages ago, causing him to be eliminated from The Run.

"Racer Hennessey Venom GT…"

Then, he was worried that he might not win this tournament because his parents were eliminated from The Run. He tried to think positive but his parents' elimination did quite a number on him. Luckily Astrid and Toothless were there.

"And Racer Bugatti Veyron SuperSport…"

After that, his brother now stayed at the hospital for his injuries. They were not critical so he will survive. Astrid had to rescue him, causing her to be eliminated too. Astrid volunteered to look after Toothless at the hospital, despite how much Hiccup begged to. Astrid kissed him good luck, luckily Toothless was passed out to give some teases.

"Your next race…"

It had been a day Hiccup had been waiting on the second floor of a motel he rented yesterday, and RJ hasn't called him yet. He was getting lonely at the motel. Yuki's disturbance via RJ's phone would be enough to destroy the loneliness. But the phone stayed quiet.

"Will start…"

Hiccup was now not only alone in his room at the motel, but also in the tournament. His father, his mother, his brother, his friend/crush, his hope, his encouragement, were now not at his side anymore. He was alone.

"Next week for…"

One week was quite long; which means one week of loneliness if no one calls him. It might drive him crazy if the quiet stretched a day longer.

"The final battle…"

One week left for the final race. One week, and it would all be over. One week away from the prize of one hundred million dollars. One week from either lose or win everything.

"Your final destination will be…"

Hiccup wasn't sure if he was going to win this race. Everyone was now eliminated. Only he and the fastest couple left in the race. Sure, he did beat them yesterday, but that was because he had a goal; a goal where he would win this race with either one of his family. Now, none of them were in the race.

"At Odin's Battlefield…"

Odin's Battlefield… Hiccup will race against the fastest couple on a large flat field that was 57 miles long. It was a top speed test since there will be no obstacles on Odin's Battlefield. It gave the couple a great advantage since their vehicles were made for top speed.

"For the prize of…"

Hiccup may have beaten the couple yesterday but now his current goal wasn't strong enough to ensure that he will win. Even if he had a strong goal, he doesn't have any confidence to win.

"One hundred million dollars…"

Hiccup sighed. He will lose if he kept thinking like this. He should think positive and not something negative. What would everyone think if he kept thinking like this?

"See you in one week time"

Finally, his phone rang. Like always, RJ phoned him.

"Hey, RJ," Hiccup spoke.

"What's up with the tone?" RJ asked, making Hiccup sighed.

"Well, you see…"

"Go on"

"Astrid and Toothless are out from the race," the phone went quiet for a moment.

"What?"

"You heard me; I'm the one left"

"How?" RJ demanded. Hiccup rubbed his face as he told RJ what he saw.

"Yesterday, their vehicles were banged up and mangled. I don't know how it happened since I was far ahead. But they told me that the other racers kept ramming into them"

"Wait, the other racers?"

"Yes"

"Are you sure that you're not mistaken that from the cops"

"No, I know what I heard. Astrid and Toothless told me that the most hit they received were from the other racers. The cops barely did any damage to them"

"How many racers are now left?"

"Three," Hiccup stated as he closed his eyes.

"E… Excuse me?"

"You heard me," Hiccup sighed yet again. "There're only three racers left including me"

"If there are three racers left… Then that means…"

"Yes," Hiccup answered. "I, alone, up against Bewilderbeast and Red Death. The two fastest couple on the street"

"Dear god…" Hiccup imagined that RJ was currently now pacing the living room as Yuki looked at him from the high back green armchair with curious eyes.

"I'm not sure I'm going to win, RJ. I lost my motivations, I lost my encouragements and I don't have a strong enough goal to win"

"Nonsense," RJ spoke sternly through the phone. "You've made it this far, Henry. And I don't want you to give up now. Everyone was depending on you and they trusted you that you will win this race. Do you want to see disappointment in their eyes?"

"No," Hiccup answered after a brief moment of thinking. "No, I do not"

"Then stop telling yourself to give up. Stand up and fight, Henry!" RJ commanded through the phone. "Where's the boy that carries a goal of racing with the White Charger!?" at the mention of the legendary racer, Hiccup became serious.

He had been waiting for so long for him to complete his vehicle. Seven years... SEVEN YEARS he took with the help from his brother and teacher to finish his car, his Stingray.

"What would White Charger think if an opponent like you, who raced against everyone through cities and countries, suddenly gave up because he just thinks he can't do it?

"He would be disappointed"

"Oh, he will be very disappointed, I'm sure of that," RJ confirmed. "So use that goal to win this race. Make White Charger a worthy opponent when he comes in the final, and don't make him disappointed"

Feeling hope came back into his body Hiccup sat up straighter with more confidence and grinned.

"Sir, yes sir," he replied, earning a chuckled from the phone along with a distant meow.

"By the way, when's the next stage start?"

"In six days time, and…"

"And…?"

"It's the final battle"

"F… Final? With three racers?"

"Yes"

"Wow, this is shocking," RJ commented.

Suddenly, Hiccup heard something broken coming from outside the motel. It sounded like glass bottles. Curious, he stood up with the phone still in his hand, and approached the window. When he peered out, he lost his breath as he stared in shock.

"NO!" Hiccup screamed as he rushed to open the door. But he was already too late.

"Henry! Henry, what's wrong!?" RJ yelled but the phone was dropped onto the floor.

Hiccup was kneeling down, pressing his forehead on the rail as tears streamed down his face. Three vehicles sped away into the darkness but Hiccup wasn't paying attention to any of them. His focus was on his car.

The whole 1969 Chevrolet Stingray was consumed by raging inferno with no inch of body parts could be seen. The flames crackled in evil laughter as the Stingray silently cried in agony.

Hiccup's Stingray was now, dead.