HTTYD Oneshots

Fears

I seem to be the only one who headcanons that Hiccup is afraid of the Red Death. Please tell me I'm not alone in this! It makes so much sense! Think about it! Anyway, here's a drabble (the longest one I have ever written so far) for my headcanon. Takes place sometime during RTTE. Hiccstrid is about 19.

"Come on, come on!" Fishlegs grumbled as he looked through the Dragon Eye. Meatlug nosed her rider, soft eyes looking up at him. Fishlegs just ignored her and kept rifling through the Eye. "It's gotta be in here!"

"Whoa, Fishlegs," Hiccup said as he walked into the clubhouse, Astrid at his side. "Whatever you're angry about, I can assure you the Dragon Eye had nothing to do with it."

Fishlegs either didn't hear Hiccup or was just ignoring him. "It has to be in here!"

"What is he looking for so intently?" Astrid whispered to Hiccup, her eyes on Fishlegs.

Hiccup shrugged, as lost as she was. He walked over to his friend, standing behind his chair. "Fishlegs, you haven't slept since yesterday. What's going on?"

Fishlegs didn't respond until Hiccup laid a hand on his shoulder. The larger boy jumped and looked back at the heir. "Hiccup! I didn't realize you were in here."

"We've been in here," Astrid said, crossing her arms. "We've been trying to get your attention. You kept ignoring us."

"Astrid." Hiccup gave her a look and she rolled her eyes. He just shrugged it off and looked back at Fishlegs. "What are you trying to do?"

"I'm trying to figure out this new slide for the Dragon Eye," Fishlegs explained, going back to his work as he spoke. "I think it has information on Legendary dragons."

"Legendary dragons?" Astrid asked. Hiccup and she shared a confused look before looking back at Fishlegs.

"Dragons that are extremely rare and can control other, lesser dragons," Fishlegs explained. "The Screaming Death is an example of this class, as is--" Suddenly the Dragon Eye lit up, projecting a scarlet dragon slide onto the wall. "The Red Death!" Fishlegs exclaimed excitedly.

Hiccup froze, his eyes locked on the image on the wall in front of him. The Red Death's face was projected four times: one in the middle, and three around it for various attributes of the dragon. The one in the middle had its giant mouth open, as if it was roaring.

Hiccup's face paled. Fire swirled in his vision, an endless inferno with no escape. He remembered the flames, closing them in on all sides as he and Toothless weaved their way through the spines on the dying queen's back. Then suddenly, the fire is gone, and a giant bludgeon of a tail replaces the flames. Hiccup is knocked off of Toothless's back, dazed and disoriented, falling down to the blaze below. He remembered reaching for Toothless, trying to get to him. Then, pain flares in his left shin as teeth are sunk into flesh, and the boy is yanked into the arms of the dragon. Hiccup's vision goes black as dark wings wrap around him, and the dragon crashes to the ground. Flames lick at scales that won't burn, and exposed, injured flesh that will. He can't even scream, the pain muting him completely. The heat is almost unbearable, even through fireproof wings. He remembered falling asleep, not knowing if he'd wake up again, as there is the repetitive sound of someone yelling "Hiccup! Hiccup!"

"Hiccup!" Astrid placed a hand on Hiccup's arm, shocking him back to reality. Hiccup leapt away from her, still on edge from the resurfaced memories. Astrid drew her arm back, her eyes full of concern. "Are...you alright?"

"I..." Hiccup glanced between Astrid and Fishlegs, both of whom had their eyes locked on him. His eyes flicked back to the projection on the wall, then back to Astrid as she took a small step towards him. Hiccup took a step back in response, with wild eyes like a cornered animal.