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Chapter 11: Breathe Again

Nagging.

Something is bugging me from my restless sleep-unconscious whatever it is. I blink several times a wooden ceiling coming into focus. Huh, I could have sworn the last place I was in was the arena with the battle and Toothless, Astrid the stab and...oh my Thor!

I jerk into a sitting position wincing deeply as pain shoots up my middle. Two large hands grab my shoulders and gently shove my back to the bed. I blink rapidly looking up at the figure.

Alvin.

What?

"W-what are you doing here?" I stutter my voice hoarse.

Alvin sighs and Toothless sitting at the edge of the bed asleep perks his head up happily, trotting over the bed the wooden frame creaking heavily at his weight but managing to hold. He nudges my side and I pat his head self consciously, "I'm happy to see you too." I murmur quietly to him.

I half sit up again, leaning over at the waves of pain shooting through me but managing to not yell out. Toothless curls up behind me and I rest a hand on his head leaning back against his side staring at Alvin expectly.

"I….I'm making sure you're a'right." Alvin says and I can't stifle a snort as it builds up in my throat.

Making sure I'm alright, that-that's rich.

"Yeah, and the sky is purple." I drawl.

Alvin is quiet at the comment.

"'Iccup, I know you don't trust me and won't for a long time but I'm sorry." Alvin says firmly and I blink. What? "I'm sorry I was such a terrible father. Can we start over? We can be a family, for real this time." Alvin says firmly and my eyes widen.

He's kidding right?

I mean, this is crazy.

After everything he did...and besides, "What happened to the 'I'm the son of Stoick' thing?" I ask quietly.

Alvin's fingers drum over each other, "He's the one who stabbed ya." Alvin says after a hesitation. My breath fails to enter my lungs for a second. My parent stabbed me!?

"Oh," I murmur.

Toothless shoves under my hand begging for my attention. I rub my hand over his scales half heartedly trying to process the words. I am officially an orphan. "What about Viggo?" I ask and Alvin snorts punching a clenched fist into his open palm.

"He's taken 'are of."

"What do you mean?"

"I'm not 'ure. Savage took him and his lunatic brother. They'll get what they deserve." Alvin snarls the last part and I wince slightly my fingers going lax on Toothless's head. Well great.

"And Berk?" I ask. Thor, Hiccup, you are just full of questions right now aren't you?

Alvin gives a smirk, "They're alive and helping with the repairs."

"Oh," I say, gathering my thoughts. Right, Berk is currently a little burned to return to immediately. There's a few minutes of silence between us. I should accept the offer from Alvin, but something keeps tugging at me a nagging doubt that says this is just another trap. But hey, I am a pirate and up is always down.

"I'll stay here." I say and Alvin's head snaps towards me.

"Y-you accept?" He asks with wide eyes.

"You made me an offer I couldn't refuse, mate." I say and lightly punch him on the arm. I swing my legs off the side of the bed my prosthetic hitting the floor boards with a soft ting.

"Where are ya' goin'?" Alvin asks and I shrug looking up at him.

"I'm going to find the rest of my crew mate." I answer and Toothless hops off the bed next to me. I need to make sure Berk really isn't murdered before I can trust Alvin. I make a move to sit up and a wave of sharp pain rings through me, I grind my teeth together and I'm about to force myself to stand anyway before the door is thrown open, Astrid and the other riders bursting inside.

"How is he-Hiccup you're up!" Astrid exclaims and rushes towards me wrapping her arms around me in a quick hug before pulling back and punching me hard across the arm.

"Ow!" I yelp and grab the attacked spot, "W-what was that for? Is it always going to be this way because I-" I start to say before Astrid grabs the front of my shirt and pulls me towards her, kissing me on the lips. My eyes widen slightly and she pulls back smirking, "-could get used to it, milady."

"I'm so glad you're okay!" Fishlegs exclaims.

"Yeah, you really had us going there H." Tuffnut adds.

I smirk and pat Toothless's head grinning, "Pirate mate, can't resist the dramatic calls."

They say that if you try hard enough you can fly.

And it's true.

You spread your wings out and take to the sky, even with holes or if your flight is jerky, you're still flying. Don't give up hope yet, it's not over. Steal your freedom if you have to because; the battle for freedom isn't over yet.

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