Chapter 5: Flashback #1

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A man is walking down the streets of Baltimore. An odd man at that he had aburn-red hair with a few braids in the hair and emrald-forest green eyes. With a sharp-ish jawline, a blood-red shirt, and a brown leather jacket and gloves. Along with dark blue pants covering an odd-looking prosthetic and on his other foot, he had a brown boot.

But of course, with his Horrible luck, he had for centuries he just had to get into some kind of trouble. Even if it's not related to him at all, he blames himself for the most stupid of things. "Oh COME ON! SERIOUSLY? What do you want Carlos?"

"Simple Hayden. I want you to join the British" The man called Carlos states.

"And I told you so many times. NO. I am an American" Not really I am actually a Berkian. "Not British. And I never will be."

Then Carlos swings his sword at 'Hayden' He doges and goes up behind him and trips Carlos. Then knocks him unconscious and sighs and says "It's Hiccup, not Hayden. You should know that by now" And walks off.

Hiccup's POV
What is with them and the stupid war? Well, actually it's not that stupid. I mean the Americans are fighting for their independence but I don't really care because well, I am a Vampire I will eventually outlive this era. When will they learn? They are so freaking stubborn!!! Just like dad...and my friends... and everyone else from Berk.... Gods I miss them why can't I freaking die so I can join them?!?! Right I'm a FUCKING VAMPIRE! Why did they have to attack? If they didn't then I wouldn't had to save Astrid, my love from this fate. I don't blame her tho... I would save her a thousand times over if it means her not having this fate. I love her to much not to save her from this horrid fate.

"Why did you have to do this Odin? Why? Just why?" I mutters as I walk down the street to my cottage which is super similar to Berks houses to feel at home.

"I wonder how toothless is doing? I'm so pathetic that I can't even go back to get my best friend." I sigh to myself. I really am a pathetic useless nobody. If I ever met mom she probably would be disappointed...everyone else is so why wouldn't she be too?

I walk up the steps of my cottage and close and lock the door behind me. I just go and sit on my bed while looking at the letter the last letter from Astrid. I was sobbing quietly. Why couldn't vampires never exist? Then none of this would of happened!

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