REVELATION: THE BIG FOUR

CHAPTER FIVE: FATE BE CHANGED

(song above dedicated to Hiccup)

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(track: "Nothing Else Matters" by Ramin Djawadi)

HICCUP:

After I've spent enough time in this stuffy little house with a thatched roof I get up and grab my vest to leave. I stop, however, and look to the small dagger (well small to everyone else) on the crate. I grab it and stick it in my broad belt. I never go anywhere without it. Besides the fact that it's self defense, the dagger belonged to... Well nevermind. I just never leave without it.

When I get outside I'm grateful to smell the fresh air and feel the breeze on my skin. It's not that I'm not grateful for what the king has given us, letting us stay in a house in their kingdom (they were going to host us at the castle but they said the last time they did that there was an incident involving the triplets where someone ended up emotionally and physically scarred...) instead of the tents outside the walls where the rest of our tribe is, I just haven't been feeling very good since I got here.

I look around at some of the residents and war widows trying to hang clothes with one hand and hold their tiny child in the other.

The house we're staying in is vacant because the man who owned it died in battle. There's a good number of houses now empty for that reason...

I take a breath and turn the corner, seeing my dad there chopping firewood. Crap. Did he see me?

Okay maybe he didn't. I'll just sneak around this way—

"Hiccup. Come here."

I cringe. Oh boy get ready for a beating.

Well a beating through the mouth.

That came out wrong.

I carefully turn back and walk over to the left side of the house where he is. I don't say anything, but I don't have to.

He puts another log on the stump and doesn't yet look at me. "What happened today?"

"I don't know..." I admit.

"We had a deal. The survival of our tribe depends on this union."

"Dad I know. I'm sorry. I tried, I really did but... well she hates me. As so many do. I mean I'm limited, but I can't change enough to make her like me. So, I guess I've failed again."

He brings his hatchet down upon the wood, slicing it in half easily. "We can't afford that, Hiccup."

"Dad, what do you want me to do?" I throw up my arms. Probably shouldn't have asked that now I'm afraid of what he'll say.

He takes in a deep breath and sits down on the large heap of wood. "...for almost forty years I have been in charge of our tribe. For twenty far longer feeling years I have been in charge of the joined clans. And we face extinction; our people, our way of life. All because of these monstrous beasts that claim our land and livestock and loved ones—" he stops himself before he goes further. "And I won't stop until every last one of them are dead," he says with a held in anger. It's not different from the anger I've always seen but I know he has a special hatred for their kind due to all he's lost because of them. "...We can't stop them alone. Our villages are being burned and our people killed. And I won't stand by and watch it anymore. Do you understand?"