And then he was Gone

What Happened?

Astrid's POV

Anger seethes through my body; how dare that skinny fishbone beat me?! I have trained my whole life to be beaten by some bony, no good, runt. And Hiccup of all people. The wimpy, sarcastic toothpick who can't take anything seriously. As I walk towards his hut, the grudging respect I feel tells me to congratulate him but I see him run towards the forest.

"Hiccup?" I call out. He turns, sees me and goes ghostly pale before rushing into the woods. Contemplating it, I decide to follow. Maybe now I can find out his secret.

As I run after him the respect I was feeling comes back up at how he took down the Gronkle; they're quite tough and I find myself thinking about him.

'No Astrid, no,' I metally scold myself and I am so caught up in my thoughts that I nearly run off a cliff following him. I look up and see a beautiful cove and I clamber down, walking towards the lake - and slip on several black scales. A cold feeling crept into my stomach as I see blood on the floor next to, no, it can't be - Hiccup's dagger. My breath hitches in my throat " Oh Thor no no no" and I take one last look and flee from the Cove.

Sobbing and panting I rush through the trees towards the village but while my body is moving, my mind is dull and unresponsive and I hear those words, 'Hiccup is dead and it's all your fault' again and again.

"No, no, it wasn't!" I cry out.

'But it was. If you hadn't chased him he would still be alive.'

Rushing into the village I notice the flame haired figure of Stoick.

"Chief! " I scream.

Stoick's POV

I'm just sorting out a problem including the twins and our storehouse when Astrid runs into the village, red ringing her eyes.

"Chief!" she yells.

"What is it, lass," I reply.

"Hiccup...cove...dragon..." she wheezes.

"What!" I yell.

"I followed him into the forest, but there was blood and Night Fury scales all over the ground," she manages before slumping to the ground. My eyes widen, no, not my son, please not my son.

"Quick we need search parties in the forest" I shout and many Vikings nod and rush for the woods.

- Timeskip of 1 hour-

I kneel in the cove gently sobbing while the boat with Hiccup's old gear slowly floats on the lake. Without a body there is little chance he will be summoned to Valhalla as a hero and will instead go to Helheim, a fate no one deserves. Looking up from my sorrow, I vow vengeance against the beast that killed my son.

Astrid's POV

I am sitting here in grief, knowing I will never again hear the sarcastic comments or see his emerald eyes and auburn hair of the boy I now realise now the boy I loved is dead dead. The words ring hollow in my head - Hiccup Horrendous Haddock the III is dead. Choking back tears, I decide to kill every dragon I see and if that Night Fury ever crosses my path, gods help it.

Fishlegs POV

I can't believe he's really gone. The only person I can really ever talk to is dead, killed by a Night Fury, oh if only he was alive, maybe he could tell me what they look like, and their speed and strength and - no Fishlegs, I shouldn't be thinking that.

The Twins' POV

Great, now the only person who laughs at our pranks and helps us find the loopholes in the law is dead. What do we do now - we get no fun from our pranks, no way of avoiding punishment and no one to prank. This is a mess. Why can't he still be alive?!