Hiccup gets turned into a Vampire and leaves berk temporarily to protect his friends and family from himself. When he as it under control he returns and finds out everyone he knew is dead so he leaves to start anew. In Viking times he lives till the...
Well time to write that letter, I just hope he gets it before he shuts out the world. 10 minutes later, I whistle, and sneaky sits in front of me I tie the letter to his foot and tell his "To hiccup" he flys off with the letter. I sigh and continue with my day as usual and for the rest of my life until my love returns one day while I live I hope.
Hiccups POV
As I finish unpacking after a week of leaving, a terrible terror flew in who I recognized as sneaky. I was shocked. Astrid wrote to me? I smile grabbed the letter and read it:
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I was shocked, to say the least, but I was happy but I knew I couldn't message her back so I sent sneaky back after giving him a fish hoping Astrid would understand. I made it so the letter never can grow old so I could keep it forever even if Astrid died. I was so happy! But also sad at the same time, I was reading it over and over again when Heather entered and asked what it is.
"It's a letter from Astrid," I say beaming.
"Really? Can I see it?" Heather asks I nod passing it to her. She gasps but smiles sadly passing it back to me "You know you two might never see each other again right? Even if I ship it so bad."
I chuckle and reply and whine a little bit at the end "Yes I know Heather, I'm just glad she feels the same, and if there is the tiniest chance of being with her I'll take it because this is a dream come true. Now can we PLEASE get started on training because want to go back soon as possible?"
She chuckles "we'll start in the morning Hiccup."
"Thanks!" I said and hugged her happily when we broke the hug she left and I went to bed putting the letter in my special box of things.
<<<The next morning>>>
"So what's next!!" I ask in a hurry so I can return as fast as possible.
"Water form, you basically jump off a chiff that's below water until you turn into your water form," Heather explained pushing me then chuckling.
"Gah! Heather can't you eve-" *Splash* I yell falling when I surface I glare daggers at her. I turn to my bat form and transform to 'human' and continue "ever not pu-"I try but she pushes me again. *Splash* I fly up there and turn 'human' again then get pushed but this time I turn into my water form, an otter, when I realize I did it I cheered and flew up there in my bat form and went back into my 'human' form. "Yes! I did it!"
"Yup! But now we have to do your landform which is the hardest one and can take years" Heather explains sadly.
<<<50 years later>>>
I sigh, it's been 5 months and I still haven't mastered my landform. Ugh! It's so frustrating I want to return as soon as possible. I jump off the cliff for the who knows what time and when I and I are in my landform, a Northwestern wolf, I run back in my form. when I reach Heather I bark excitedly.
"Hey little guy, what are you doing here?" Heather asks kindly not realizing it's me. I roll my eyes and transform back "Oh my thor! You got your form! EKK! You are a very powerful vampire I'll say that, only really powerful vampires get a wolf form and a Northwestern species wolf is even rarer!" Heather exclames.
"Ya ya, whatever can we move on? I want to go back to berk." I tell her a little annoyed.
"Alright, Mr. Grumpy pants. You have to train like fighting, bloodlust control, etc." Well, Dagur is better at that so I'll let him take over. Bye Hiccup!Until we meet again!" Heather said then turns into a bat and flies off.
<<<50 more years later>>>
"You're ready to return brother, I'll see you again hopefully. Goodbye," Dagur said as I fly off returning to Berk.
Hey, guys!Sorry about all the time skips. And when Hiccup thinks '5 months' it's been 50 years but Fledgling Vampires time feeling is off. Hoped that explains some things and hoped you engoyed.
