Begone-HTTYD AU

Refreshed

It's been a year since Hiccup got his face scar and yet they have not moved the Screaming Death to place where he belongs.
Today, as he woke up, he wasn't feeling himself. Telling everyone else that he will be fine, he goes for a walk alone. Soon as he finds a river, his hands sink in and splash water onto his face. He sat down and crossed his legs. Looking at his reflection, he studied his own body.
This morning he decided just to where a T-shirt and pants. Holding a small dagger in his buckle.
The sun was luckily warm, not as usual, though he did stay in the shadows. His mask was placed next to him, along side the cape that is fire proof, created from Toothless's fallen scales, neatly folded on the soft ground.

He studied his face at first. The scar that the Screaming Death gave him was the first thing he remembered. He studied his forehead, removing his hair to reveal a small yet recent scar that was cut by a sharp stone.
Looking at his right arm, he noticing 3 small claw scars, they came from trying to help a small baby yet strong dragon. Looking at the back of his hand, he found a perminant bruise. The one he got from the first time he met Eret, who accidentally thought he was a intruder to his run away home, as he escaped his tribe because he did a mistake. An unforgivable mistake. Looking at his left arm, he twisted his hand enough to see a burn mark, created by non other than Heather's dragon. He smiled to himself agreeing that he did a pretty good job gaining the trust of that dragon, he had to admit, the dragon was way too over protective of Heather. As he looked down at his metal foot, Hiccup sighed. It was a pain at first when he felt that his leg was gone, but at he got used to it, it just felt funny sometimes.
Looking back at the water, he finally felt refreshed somehow. He was probably gone for 30 minutes, apparently enough time for him to come back finding a house on fire.
'Must be a new dragon...' Hiccup thought to himself. The fire was quickly put out and the dragon was calmed down.

Sooner or later, it was time to try once again to stop the Screaming Death from it's journey. They knew the Screaming Death had made his own path, a straight line that has many, many, islands filled with life. They had marked it on a map, and now, they found themselves staring at Berk. 

"It's heading to..." Heather started.
"Berk." Hiccup continued, in a cold harsh tone. Everyone looked at him with sorrow.
"Let's end this here and today. And end it quick." The last word was said in hatred. Hiccup walked out, the gang following behind. As they got ready, each rider placed their masks on ready to take off. Hiccup sighed, and soon screamed out the words:
"Let's go!"

((It's short because it's in parts, each chapter had 700+ words, yet parts have 500 or less words. ^3^))