My little Flower (HiccupxOC, part 1 of Grimborn Family AU)

Chapter 100 - Funeral

3rd Person POV

Drip.

The sound of liquid dripping onto wood let Hiccup stir from his sleep. He kept his eyes closed, not quite ready to face the world again just yet.

Drip.

He gave a small huff, shifted his head.

Drip. Drip. Drip.

Gods that was annoying. He tried to turn around in his bed but it seemed that his arms were stuck. There was a dark chuckle right next to his ear.

What by Thor?

Reluctantly Hiccup opened his eyes and gasped in terror when he found himself in a dark, cold chamber, his arms tied tight above him. His stomach churned with dread as his eyes fell on Lilly who was chained to the opposite wall of the small room, her eyes wide in fear. Hiccup tried to move, to call out for her but a searing shot of pain stole all air from his lungs.

Drip. Drip.

He glanced down to find a puddle of red at his feet and he wanted to be sick at the sight of it. It was his own blood trickling down his back and pooling on the floor. Drago stepped in front of Lilly, a glowing iron rod in his hand. No! Hiccup fought as hard as he could against his bindings but it was no use. He knew what was going to happen, knew Drago was going to brand her.

Lilly squirmed and screamed as her dress was ripped from her and she cried out to Hiccup for help. He needed to help her! He needed to get to her, but he couldn't! Then the rod touched her bare skin and Lilly's pained screams drilled like spikes into his ears. The rod was removed and Lilly's head sagged down, the sickening smell of burnt flesh stung in Hiccup's nose and he felt tears run down his face as Lilly sobbed. But it wasn't over yet - Drago chuckled darkly as his belt dropped to the floor and Lilly shrieked and screamed like she never screamed before when he forced his way inside of her.

Horrified, Hiccup screamed along with her, screamed so hard and loud that he didn't even notice they weren't alone in the chamber. Krogan stood next to Drago, holding his mother in front of him, a dagger pressed to her throat. Then he killed her, sliced her throat with an evil smirk. Valka made a gurgling, sickening sound as she dropped to the floor. Next was Toothless. He didn't even try to fight back as Krogan sliced through his throat, he just stood there with big, blank eyes. A second later he dropped to the floor, his blood coloring it crimson and Hiccup wailed. But Krogan wasn't done yet. Next he killed Astrid, then one after the other of the gang, slicing throats and throwing their bodies to the side as if they meant absolutely nothing. Hiccup kept screaming, didn't know how to stop. He was surprised he could still see through all his tears.

Then his dad appeared. Hiccup cried out for him - pleaded for him to do something, to help him, but Stoick didn't move. He only stood in the corner of the chamber, letting his eyes wander around the bloodbath. Hiccup sobbed when his dad's eyes finally met his. "Dad please..." he begged, beyond despair. His heart throbbing in his chest, an evil reminder that he was still alive while all his friends were dead. Stoick just kept staring at him. The room seemed to fill with cold, grey fog and everyone vanished. Everyone except Stoick. His green eyes bored into Hiccup's and finally he spoke.

„A chief protects his own...what did you do? You're a disappointment, you're not a Viking...you are not my son..."

Then he vanished as well and Hiccup wanted to scream but chocked on it. It was all his fault! He tried to scream again but it wouldn't work. He struggled against the ropes holding him, thrashing about in furious rage and despair. He needed to help his friends but failed...he was not chief...he was not even a proper Viking...no, he was useless...Hiccup the Useless...