Hiccup x oc oneshots

143- prophecy

Yay a Viking times one

Hiccup is 15

Stoicks p.o.v

"Goodnight dad" my son says in a defeated voice. I don't even look up at him as he trudges up the stairs.

The next morning

I walk up the stairs to wake hiccup to tell him I have a meeting at meathead. But I find he isn't there. Could he have gone out? His bed looks as though it had never been slept in. I frowns and leave the house, calling for him. I ask the other teens. No one has seen him since yesterday.

Hiccup's p.o.v

"Ugh..." I groan, lifting my hand to rub my pounding head. I open my eyes. I'm in a cave, but it isn't one on berk. I sit up and see a girl. She's watching me with a little smile
"Hello. Sorry for the knock on the head. I couldn't let your dad know I was there" she moves a little, and I see that she has black wings coming out of her back. I gasp
"W-who are you"
"Easy, hiccup. It's okay. My name is south. South fury"
"F-fury? Like night fury?"
"Yes. I've been watching you for some time. You're a difficult person to catch"
"W-Why have you been watching me?" We stands up and walks over to me. I move back a little more, but she just smiles and gently takes my hands. I suddenly feel calm.
"There is a prophecy. The boy with hair as brown as tree bark, and eyes as green as leaves who will lead a sad life, then be reborn into a dragon hybrid and save us from the vikings. That boy, hiccup, is you"
"M-me?"
"Yes. I have been sent to help you. I wasn't expecting you to be my mate, but what happens, happens I guess"
"Mate? What does that mean"
"You'll see."
"So... I'm the person of this legend?"
"Yeah. I need to awake the dragon part of you. Is that okay?" I look at this girl.
"Yeah..." she smiles at me, and I can't help but smile back. There is something about her, with her long brown hair and bright grey eyes. She has little night fury ears coming out the back of her head that twitch with her smile. She moves me so I'm kneeling down. She takes my hands and places them on my knees and tells me to bow my head, so I do. I don't know why I'm doing this. I'm supposed to hate dragons but somehow... I don't. I don't think I ever really did. She begins to talk. (The translation is at the end. It's in Filipino. Don't question me, it sounds cool)

"Unang gabi sa huling sandali
Nag-aagaw ang ilaw at dilim
Katahimika'y namamayani.

Nakatayo sa gilid ng bangin
Isang hakbang tungo sa libingan
Nakapikit ngunit nakatingin.

Sumilip ang buwan sa kalangitan
Hudyat ng katapusan ng duyog
Tuluyang bumukas ang pintuan.

Lumiyab ang bawat alikabok
Mga alitaptap na dumadapo
Sa bawat sugat nangingimasok.

Buhok ay nagsimulang lumago
Sabay sa pag-ikli ng hininga
Nagpupumiglas sa bawat pulso.

Isang bulaklak na bumubuka
Dugo at ginto ang tanging dilig
Usbong sa hungkag at tuyong lupa.

Buto at laman ay nanginginig
Balat ay nagsimulang uminit
Halik ng apoy sa pulang tubig.

Umuungol sa bawat pagpunit
Likuran na may bagong pasanin
Ngipin na sukdulang nagngangalit.

Nakalutang sa payak na hangin
Kamay ang nagsisilbing kandila
Maglalakbay sa tulay na itim.

Isang sulyap bago kumawala
Ibinuka ang pakpak na pilak
Huling yugto ng pakikidigma." As she speaks In a sort of whispers growl, I feel an overwhelming pain. The second she finishes speaking, I black out

Soon after

My eyes flutter open
"We have got to stop meeting like this" South giggles from across the cave. I give her a sarcastic look
"Then maybe you should stop inflicting pain on me. How long was I out?"
"About an hour. I blacked out when I got my wings, so it's fine" I look over and sure enough, there are winds coming out of my back. I fell like I'm supposed to be freaking out, but for some reason I'm just not
"W-What makes me so special?" I ask her. She tilts her head at me
"Pardon?"
"Why am I the prophecy? I'm nothing but hiccup the useless" I sigh. She kneels in front of me, cradling my cheeks in her hands. The second I inhale, my breath hitches. She has the most intoxicating scent, just like lavender and vanilla. She grins a little
"You got my scent, I see? Anyway, you're more than special. You're one of a kind. You are a hiccup, and yet it isn't going to stop you from saving us." She leans down and kisses me, laying my flat on my back. I kiss her back, my head spinning at the taste of honey and milk taste that lingers on her tongue. She slowly starts to pull at my shirt which is in tatters, soon ripping it off completely, followed by her own shirt. My kisses trail down to her neck and she gives a little moan.