Hey Everyone. Basically, in this fic the life of Hiccup has been a dream taking place in the head of a 17 year old boy in a coma. When he wakes up he has no memories of the real world and must adjust. He still has the memories of his dream though, so his point of view is somewhat altered.

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This is my first fic so I really am sorry if it sucks. I just want to turn one of my ideas into something instead of dismissing it, so this is kind of like a practice run.

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Here goes.

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I woke up alone in a dark room. *Beep*. Instantly I wondered where I was. I knew I was not at home. I could tell from the scent of this place. *Beep*. It smelled so... clean. I sat up, beginning to feel worried. Noticing thin streams of light adorning the wall on my left, I realized there must be something on the opposite wall blocking the sunlight from entering my room. *Beep*. I shakily pushed the sheets off of my bed, subconsciously noting how odd the smooth texture felt on my hands. I swung my bare feet over the edge of the bed, shivering at the chill in the air. *Beep*. I slowly got to my feet and gasped as it finally hit me. I could feel the smooth, cold floor. I could feel it with both my feet. *Beep*. "Holy Shit" I whispered to myself. Then my head hit the ground as I fainted. *Beep*.

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When I awoke again, I was back in my bed- no, the bed. This was not my home. *Beep*. It was when I noticed the streaks of light on the wall that I remembered. In semi-shock, I lifted the covers and stared open mouthed at my legs. *Beep*. They were completely fine. Both of them. I let the covers slowly fall back down and leaned back onto several pillows I hadn`t noticed yet. They were light and fluffy, not at all like the yak-hair ones I was used to. *Beep*. Curious, I got out of bed and walked shakily over to the thing that was covering the light. I pushed it back, revealing a light so bright I had to curl up in a ball on the ground until I could manage to look again. More cautiously this time, I pulled back the object, letting the light illuminate the bed before I looked out the window. *Beep*. My expectations were nearly met. Instead of the dull colours of Berk, I saw only a light gray in every direction. Both were dull, but one seemed impossible. Shaking my head, I sat back down on the bed, for the first time noticing my clothes. I was wearing what seemed like a thin white dress - somewhat revealing at the back - seemingly made of the same material as the sheets. I lay down again, resting in the comfortable bed, trying to make sense of my situation. *Beep*

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I slowly opened my eyes. Getting used to where I was, I got up and pulled back the thing blocking the light. It was dark. "It must be night" I said aloud without intending to. *Beep*. I noticed a thin rope attached to the thing with a small wooden knob at the bottom. Guessing, I pulled it. It slid easily down, in turn pulling the thing up. *Beep*. I left the thing up and went back to sleep, my head beginning to hurt. *Beep*.

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*Beep*

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I woke with the light. It came glaring into the room, searing my eyes so that everywhere I looked I saw it. *Beep*. Grasping for the side table to help me up, I knocked something small and flat off. Taking my head out from under the sheets, I saw a brown piece of... something. The thing was covered by paper and had a metal clasp on top. The paper had a strange zig zag line surrounded by a square. *Beep*. With the room fully lit, I could see where I was. *Beep*. My jaw dropped. I was surrounded by so much... stuff. That is the only way I could describe it. I had no idea what it was or what it did. There was a bag with something clear in it attached to a pole. A tube attached to the bag carried the liquid to... to where? I followed the cord with my eyes, finally resting on my arm. There was a piece of cloth stuck there. *Beep*. I noticed the beep. It was coming from a box that had a moving picture on it. It was another zig zag line. I was really scared now. I pulled the thing off, jumped out of bed and began pounding on the door. "Let me out!" I screamed so loud my lungs hurt. I heard, or rather felt a small click and then a small metal knob near my waist turned and the door opened. Behind stood a small woman dressed in the same material I was, although her attire didn't reveal any of her... personal body like mine did. She looked scared and surprised. I could see the emotions swirling in her blue eyes, fighting for dominance. She dropped something. It was another one of the brown things with paper on it. She sprinted down a long hallway, blonde hair flowing behind her. Her shoes squeaked as she ran. It seemed to be the only sound in the world. It enveloped me. I felt so alone. I walked back to my room and collapsed on the bed, unable to process what was happening.

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I had just lain down when two strangers calmly entered the room, a man and a woman. Both were dressed in long white shirts that flowed like capes when they walked. Their stern faces studied me as they stood at the foot of the bed. "Tests?" the woman said flatly. The man nodded, and they moved toward me. I flinched away, and they hesitated. For a moment, their faces softened, and they told me they wanted to help. Reluctantly, I relaxed. My body was unmoving, but my mind was racing. I had a million questions, and I doubted any would be answered soon. The blonde woman returned, leaning on the door frame, arms crossed casually. The man and woman in the long shirts moved the things around me, sometimes giving me instructions. "Put your finger in here" said the man. I looked at what she was holding. It was a small gray object attached to an also grey cord, although I don't know why. It was hinged, with a small space which I guessed was for my finger. "How do I have both my legs?" I asked, twirling the soft sheet around my index finger, not wanting to make eye contact. "What?" the woman said with a hint of surprise in her voice, though it remained stern. "I lost my left leg." I paused, realizing I didn't want these people to know about me or my past. "In an accident" I stated flatly, getting frustrated. She exchanged a strange look with the male, who had paused in his work. He gave a slight shrug, probably hoping I wouldn't notice. I did. They did not speak to me again. I gave a pleading look to the blonde woman as they turned to leave. She gave me a half-smile before closing my door. I heard a small click coming from the door. Her smile wasn't much, but it was sincere. I decided that she was someone I could trust. With even more questions than I had before, I drifted off to sleep.

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So that's the first chapter, I hope you liked it. I don't have a definite idea of where I want to take this, so if anyone has ideas, leave a comment and I'll consider it. I have a couple things planned though, so stay tuned.

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I probably won't be updating the story a lot, but if I can I'd like to so I can't be sure.