There's No Such Thing As Normal (Hiccstrid)

Chapter 5

A/N: I'm not going to type everything because I'm too lazy. So, just pretend that you've read or watched the movie up to the point where Hiccup just got first in dragon training. Thank you!!!!!

Astrid's P.O.V.

I walked through the forest, my ax attacking the undergrowth that I passed. "I don't get where we're going."

"Well, that's probably because we don't have a definite heading," I tell Emerald. I push through some undergrowth and suddenly the ground is no longer under my feet and I'm falling down a cliff. The breath is driven from my lungs as I hit the ground and tears squeeze into my eyes.

"Astrid!" a voice shouts before Hiccup helps me to my feet.

"Thanks for the warning, Emerald," I growl as my lungs constrict.

"And how was I supposed to know? Your vision is my vision!" I scoff in annoyance with a roll of my eyes.

"Emerald's right, Astrid," Hiccup says, holding his chin in thought. I simply glared at him as he held back a snicker.

"Okay, okay, I get it. Alright? I speak my thoughts and respond to them, what's wrong with that?! I've heard you muttering to yourself in the forage about some girl. You keep saying how you don't have the guts to tell her how you feel about her. You talk to yourself too!  I've heard Stoick talking to no one. Snotlout gives himself pep-talks before a raid. And yet, I'm the one to be called psycho! I don't think you have any right to be mocking me right now!" I shout before being tackled to the ground by a dragon.

"Toothless, get off her!" Hiccup shouts and the Nightfury snorted before obeying. I stared at it in shock. 

"Hiccup, please tell me I'm not seeing what I think I'm seeing," I say, still staring at the dragon that had moved in front of Hiccup protectively. Hiccup looked around in confusion before looking at me.

"I don't see anything," he says. Suddenly things flash black and the last thing I see is the ground hurtling toward my face.

Time skip: 5 years later

I ate in silence as the hall was filled with chatter around me. "You should really talk to someone."

Were you not there the last time I opened my stupid mouth?

"Okay, okay. It was pretty bad. But if you don't use your voice soon, you won't have it anymore."

Like you're one to talk. You never shut up.

"Hey, Astrid, what's up?" my dad asks as he sits across from me. I shrug silently before he sighs. "Is this still about that one day?" he asks and I nod. "Honey, you can't control what your mind does," he tells me.

Still doesn't fix the fact that I'm the village laughing stock, I wanted to say but as usual, kept my mouth shut.

"Astrid, talk to me," Dad pleaded. I looked at him before standing up and walking out of the Meade Hall. Okay, so Hiccup left the last week of dragon training and no one knows where or how. I graduated at the top of the class, in his place, but didn't really participate in the raids. Not since I called a false alarm due to Emerald. I haven't spoken to anyone since. I just had little outbursts when Emerald got unbearable.

"I said I was sorry."

Don't be sorry, just fix it.

"I can't fix it! It's in the past!"

Exactly! So leave me alone!

"I am your thoughts, your thoughts can't leave you alone!"

I let out a frustrated scream before digging my ax into the door of my hut. I went inside when the raid horns blew. I sat at the window and watched the dragons fly about, snatching up yaks and sheep, setting huts on fire, and vikings running to stop them. I didn't have anything to prove to them anymore. I just gave up after the Nightfury incident. Suddenly, a Nightfury whistle sounds from the distance, rapidly growing closer. I sat calmly until someone screamed a warning. That's when I face planted on the window sill. I could have called that warning! I could have won the tinniest bit of respect! Then, I heard it's whistle growing closer to my hut. 

I ran to shoot out the door but the whole house burst into flames, the explosion flinging me back against the far wall. I gasped to get breath into my lungs but got a bunch of smoke instead, making me cough out a rib. I tried to run to the door again but a roof beam fell in front of me, blocking my path to safety. Unfortunately, I couldn't stop my self in time to keep myself from running right into it, catching my abdomen on fir. I quickly batted it out as embers burned holes in my clothes and the flames burned my skin. More smoke billowed in my face and made my eyes sting and water as I tried to breathe fresh air. 

My mind was becoming fogged and Emerald was no longer here to tell me how to get out. She couldn't function. I propped myself up on an unlit wall as I tried to clear my vision. Suddenly, someone breaks through a wall, that was burned almost completely, and I collapse to my knees, my legs shaking and weak. He runs over to me and props me upright as I start to lose the last of my energy. My eyes started to droop as he wrapped my arm around his neck and hauled me to my feet. Tears slipped from my eyes as I realized I couldn't make my legs walk me out. 

He just took my whole weight and dragged me to the broken wall before taking me to...uh, I think the docks. I couldn't really tell; my senses were out of wack. He layed me down on the dock before something cold and wet splattered on my face, followed soon by light, gentle smacks on my cheek as he propped me up. I looked at him to see his face covered by a mask that resembled a dragon. My lungs couldn't get enough oxygen and I couldn't stop blinking. 

"Are you hurt?" he asked, his voice muffled, before I let out a fit of coughing.

"Burns," my voice was raspy, both from smoke and lack of use, "Burns." My skin was on fire, almost literally, and I didn't know how to express my pain.

"Okay. Try not to move," he orders as he gently lifts my arm to inspect it, making the whole thing sting. He let out a sympathetic hiss through his teeth before putting it back down and moving my shirt to inspect my abdomen. "Oh, my Thor," he murmured before I felt his gloved hand stroke the skin softly. "Where's your healer?" he asks.

"Busy. Raid. Vikings," I rasped weakly.

"Okay, uh..." he trailed off, looking around before letting out a loud whistle. Something landed on the dock before the man lifted me as gently as he could. "Okay, you're gonna be alright," he told me as he climbed on something.

"Where....going?" I gasped in pain as my shirt rubbed against my back.

"Shh, don't worry. Everything's gonna be okay," he says before I felt wind on my burns and lost my senses.