love worth fighting for

like you never existed

4 years later

Hiccups POV

I sit twirling my golden wedding band around my finger. I never take it off. Its part of us. She was beautiful on our weding day and i culdnt stop smiling like an idiot. We hadnt even stepped foot in the castle and she was taken. I keep replaying that dreadful day in y mind. Wonderng what u could have done to stop it. I dont know if shes alive or dead or worse. And i feel horrible knowing that she thinks im dead. The pain she has to go through because of that.

North thinks they have a lead on the bastard that took elsa. She never knew it but I am a guardian. I didnt tell her because I didnt want her to be a target. I felt bad lieing to her very single day but it was for her own good.  Tooth believes it was one of pitchs minions that took her. Which makes me think I lied to her for nothing. When I think of her at the mercy of someone like pitch... I quickly brush away the thought and shove it to the very back of my mind.

Elsa didnt deserve this. Shes done nothin except be the most aming person ive ever met. I dont really do much nowadays. Im just a shell of my former self. Hollow and empty without her. I miss her. People tell me I should try to move on. They say 'its been four years. Time to mve on' but I honestly think thats impossible. Everything about her was just amazing and breathtakingly beautiul. The way her eyes lit up whenmshe smiled. How she was so smart and loving and kind. And she was out there somewhere. And she needed me. And i needed her. More then i can say

The citizens absolutely aore dher as well. Then noth comes in interrupting my little daydream

"I think we might have an ID on the guy" he says

"Who?" 

"His name is hans ringer. He has a very strong connection with pitch" he starts. I walk over and slam my fists on a nearby desk. Ive been angry and depressed lately. Mostly angry. At her captors but at myself too. Pitch does have her. Son of a bitch. Hes probably been torturing her all this time. If not then shes dead. If hes layed so much as a finger on her Im gonna kill him. I will make him beg for mercy for harming elsa. Youll see.

I npw why hes doing this. To get to me. To hurt me. Either that or hes just bored and looking for someone to torture. Or maybe hes trying to take her powers. Those were just a few of the many scenarios playing out in my mind. Each more gruesome then the next. Elsa has been alone all these years and its my fault. All my fault

Elsas POV

"Now I will ask you once more. What are their weaknesses?"

"For he millionth time I dont know what or who you are talking about! Just let me go home" I cry hopelessly.

"The guardians elsa. Hiccup was one of them. You must know something" he demands. His name was pitch. He comes by every damn day and asks the same damn thing but I dont know. Hiccup wasjust hiccup. Not a guardian. I didnt even know what that was

"Ive told you a million times hiccup was my husband. He was never a guardian. I dont even know what that is!" I cry. Although I know he wont listen. He raises his hand to hit me but hans grabs his wrist in an effort to stop him

"Thats enough for today pitch" he warns. Putch glares at him but turns to leave. Hans takes one final glance at me before finally turning away. I dont know what they want from me. Whatever a 'guardian' is they must be pretty important for someone as evil as him to want their weaknesses. But all that does is show me that there is someone out there fighting a monster like him. And that there was hope. Hope to see anna again and olaf and kristof and my friends. But not hiccup. Hiccup was gone. It was still painful but over time the sharpness of the knife that was his passing had dulled. Of course I miss him. But that was life. One day yure walking along and then poof. Its like you never even existed