Chapter 8: Dun Dunna. We're Alive.

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Stoicks POV

I stopped short. My blade an inch away from the Nightfurys head. The Nightfury that killed my son.

And then I heard someone say, "NO STOP PLEASE DAD!"

It had been the boy I was fighting. He had called me his father. "What did you say?" I asked the boy in my most imposing voice.

"I called you my father." The boy said, not an ounce of fear in his voice. My imposing voice didn't seem to have an effect on him. He stood tall, shoulders back, chin up. Then he simply walked by me to a person in blue and gold armor. Gobber had let go and was staring at the boy. He held out his hand for the person in armor to hold and they took it, using it to hoist themselves up. By this time, a person in Rumblehorn armor, and another in silver spiky armor stood with the boy. He had his fire sword and came to face me.

He took off his mask.

I couldn't believe it. I stared numbly at the boy, no, the man in front of me. He had deep auburn hair that fell above his shoulders, he had a few braids in his hair. He had a splash of freckles on his face, and had deep green eyes. He had a scar on his chin. The same scar Hiccup had.

Gobber's POV

I stared at the man. He had green eyes, freckles and a scar on his chin. Exactly like Hiccup. But there were a few things off that didn't look like Hiccup. For starters, the man was about 6 foot, looked to have quite some muscle, and had scar on right brow. It cut a thin line through his brow.

And they way this man fought! It couldn't be Hiccup.
Then the man spoke. "I have many names. The most common being Lightning. My real name, though is Hiccup Horendous Lightning."

"Lightning?" One of the Vikings asked from the crowd.
"Well yes." The man continued. "After having a horrible father such as my own, I found no use to keep the last name Haddock. Also, I found that I had been disowned. So bothersome. I couldn't keep the last name Haddock could I? After all, I seemed to be such a disgrace that even when I lived on Berk, I was threatened to be disowned."

"Are you really alive?" Someone asked.

the man patted himself down a little then said, "Hmm, seems to be so. Oh except the leg of course." I realized what he said. The man seemed to be missing some of his left leg and had replaced it with a fancy looking metal contraption.

Then the person in blue armor said, "Lightning, Really?" The man nodded and smiled. Then she sighed and took off her mask. Under the mask revealed a women with blonde hair, sea blue eyes. "My names is Thunder to some, but my real name is Astrid Hofferson."

Ingrid Hofferson ran up from the crowd and hugged her daughter. Astrid was now 5'10 and she looked startled but hugged her mother back. After, Stoick started moving towards Hiccup. Hiccup was getting nervous and was backing away from him. He had now hit a tree. Stoick was only around 5 feet away from him and was coming closer. At this moment, someone put an axe to Stoicks chest.

Stoicks POV

Someone had an axe to my chest. It was Astrid Hofferson. My son had been backing away from me, and was now against a tree. He was breathing heavily as though he was waiting for someone to kill him.

Then Astrid came up and placed an axe to my chest.
"That's far enough." Her voice was icy and cold and I moved back a few steps, but she still had her axe on my chest, not piercing through it, but close enough that if I made a move, something bad would happen.

"Astrid," Hiccup said. She looked at him, they seemed to talk with their eyes. Then she grumbled and lowered her weapon and made her way towards Hiccup.

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