Prologue

Hiccup's POV

I have no choice. Either i tell him right now, or watch my best friend die at the hands of him.

I have no choice.

The hands, well hand, that grips tightly on my arm, restrains me from running to protect my friend, who is tangled in ropes. Everything is burning and the smoke from the fire doesn't help. I watch as he unsheathes his sword from his left hip and slowly raises it. Tears fill my eyes and start to fall down my cheeks, dripping off my chin. I have to save my friend. It's now or never. I start to shout-

"NO STOP! DON'T KILL HIM!" The struggles i make are not helping me or my friend "PLEASE"

The sword is raised over my friends head. Just as he brings it down i scream-

"NO DAD! STOP!"