A/N
Were you surprised when you saw that I posted a new chapter in this story? Well, this isn't a chapter, I'm sorry.
I hope you like what I'm going to say next, because I do. This "chapter" is a preview for my next still-unnamed story. You'll recognize a part of it, because it will be important for my next story.
I don't now when my new story will be aired, but I hope soon. This preview is a part of the first chapter, so I have to add some more to it, and make it better :).
Again, I hope you'll like it!
Forever Me
Disclaimer: I don't own HTTYD, I do own Smoke
'Dad, please. I don't want to' Hiccup said. It was evening, and everyone was preparing to hit the hay.
Stoick pinched the bridge of his nose. 'Hiccup, don't you know what day it is today? Don't you know how hard this is for me? You should. Because I know today was hard for you too.'
'Yes I know how hard it is, but you don't understands. It's-'
'Hiccup! Stop it. Right now' Stoick interrupted. 'I don't want to hear it. Now go to bed.' He turned around and walked to his bedroom. Hiccup could hear him sigh twice. Sure he knew what day it was today. Sure he knew what his dad was going through. But he was going through the same! Didn't he understand? This was the night of the year Hiccup hated the most. It was the night his mother had died. Every year, on this night, Hiccup would get the nightmares. He was afraid to go to sleep. He was afraid to see it again.
Hiccup watched his father's retreating back, and sighed. Toothless purred and nuzzled his arm.
'Thanks, bud. At least you listen' Hiccup sighed. Toothless looked at him to show Hiccup that he understood. The first time Toothless was there with Hiccup this day of the year, was one year ago. Back then, Toothless didn't know how humans acted when they were having a nightmare, and he was really afraid that Hiccup was having an attack or something. But now he knew. He'd soothed Hiccup many times after that, when he'd had a nightmare, but it was never as bad as this day of the year.
Hiccup sighed again and walked up towards his room. When Toothless was sure Hiccup was lying comfortable, he went to his own stone, and heated it with his fire.
'Good night, bud' Hiccup said. At least someone would get his rest up here tonight, he thought. Toothless purred and closed his eyes. Hiccup turned, so that he was laying on his side. He looked towards the wall, which was decorated with various drawings. Some were of weapons or Toothless' prosthetic, others were of his friends, dragons, villagers of Berk or Toothless sleeping. Hiccup smiled when he remembered the day his dad had praised his work. He remembered the words very well.
"Wow Hiccup, I didn't know you were this talented" was what he said. Hiccup smiled at the thought.
But that smile soon faded when Hiccup thought about the night that was about to come. He sighed, and turned around again. I guess I have to try it at least, he thought. With another sigh Hiccup closed his eyes, and waited for the sleep to wash over him.
It took a while, but then Hiccup was finally asleep.
Hiccup was standing at the back of his house. He knew very well what was about to happen. He watched as the back door of the house opened.
The four-year old Hiccup went outside his house. He would make daddy proud. He would kill a Terrible Terror, because all the other dragons were way too big for his size. His daddy wouldn't complain anymore about him. He would be so proud that his four-year old son had killed a Terror. It was rare that such things happen, so Hiccup would be the son daddy always wanted. When he was outside, he went to look for a Terror. He held his dagger firmly in his hand. Although it was very difficult for Hiccup to spot a Terror in the dark, he managed eventually to. But before he could reach the little dragon, it noticed the child, and ran away. Disappointed, Hiccup turned around. But he froze in his tracks when he saw the huge Deadly Nadder in front of him. The dragon eyed him suspiciously. As if Hiccup would be his meal. And Hiccup had that feeling he was right.
Suddenly, Hiccup heard his mother call his name. 'Hiccup! Don't move sweetie! Mommy is coming!' Hiccup listened to what his mother had said. Hiccup didn't even blink. The Nadder got distracted a bit by the voice of Valhallarama, but it kept staring at Hiccup. But then the axe hit him. Valhallarama was breathing heavily. She had ran as fast she could, and was furious at the Nadder.
'Don't you dare touch my son, you beast!' she yelled. Then she swung her axe again at the Nadder. It made an angry roar, and headed towards Valhallarama. It's pray was now the woman who had dared to hurt him.
'Hiccup, hide! And don't come back until I tell you to!' Valhallarama said. Hiccup obeyed and went to the nearest bushes. He could still see his mommy and the big dragon. While his mommy had hit the dragon a few times, the dragon managed to slam her with its head and tail too. The fight went on for another two minutes. The axe was flown out of Valhallarama's hand when de dragon hit her with its tail again. She tried to grab the weapon, but that distracted her for a second. And that was a second too much. The Nadder swung its tail at Valhallarama, and this time it had its spikes standing right up. The dragon hit Valhallarama in her chest, right where her heart was. Hiccup saw it happening, right in front of his eyes. He saw his mommy collapsing to the ground. Suddenly the Nadder flew away. Once Hiccup was sure the dragon was gone, he leaped out of the bushes and ran towards Valhallarama.
'Mommy, wake up! Please wake up mommy! This isn't funny!' Hiccup began to sob. He knew his mommy wouldn't wake up. The blood proved it to him. But he didn't want to believe it.
'Mommy! Please don't die! Please! You can't leave me! You can't leave daddy! Please!' Then Hiccup started to cry.
'Mommy, don't go…'
Hiccup waited for himself to wake up, like every year, but it didn't happen.
'What is going on?' he wondered.
Suddenly, everything became black, and Hiccup was afraid of what could happen next. This never happened.
'It's your fault.' Hiccup turned around to face the person who'd said that, but he didn't see anything besides the blackness. Hiccup raised his hands, and realized he couldn't see them. He brought them closer to his eyes, and slowly, he could recognize the shapes of them. The darkness scared Hiccup. He wanted to get out of this dream. No, nightmare. This was all but a dream.
'It's your fault, Hiccup. Everyone dies around you' the voice said again. Hiccup turned around again, and suddenly, the darkness was gone.
He was standing in the weirdest place one could stand. He was standing under water. But not on the bottom of what must be a sea, he was standing in the middle of the water. First he didn't see anything except for the blue-greenish glow the water gave, but then he saw it. In the water was another body floating. But it didn't move.
Hiccup walked closer, although it did feel strange to actually "walk" underwater. When he was close enough to recognize the body, Hiccup stumbled backwards.
It was Smoke.
But Hiccup saw that he was dead. Drowned in the sea he fell into. The sea that could've killed Hiccup too.
'It's your fault.' Hiccup didn't want to hear Smoke's last words anymore. Hiccup turned around and tried to run away, but he realized he couldn't. His legs wouldn't move.
Suddenly, Hiccup couldn't breathe anymore. He felt the coldness of the water around him. Hiccup didn't want it, but his lungs were screaming for air. In a reflex Hiccup opened his mouth and tried to gulp in the air. But all that came in was water. He felt like a million daggers were stabbing him. Hiccup wanted to scream. Wanted to get out of the water. But he couldn't.
Slowly, his vision became black. And when Hiccup couldn't see anything anymore, his heart stopped beating.
A/N
So, this was the preview! What do you think of it?
I'll try to upload the new chapter as soon as possible, so I'll see you later!
Forever Me
Update: The new story is called When Everything seems Lost and it's already posted! The second chapter of the story is half-finished, and i'll work on it as fast and as much as I can.