Final Chapter guys! (I suck at fight scenes, so I'm sorry in advance)

Disclaimer: I do not own ROTG or HTTYD

"He's not here, you know," Toothless said, slinking out of the shadows and walking towards Jack lazily. "He's gone."

"Get… Get away from me…" Jack said, getting off the couch and backing away from the pale teen with the intense green eyes and black hair. Toothless just moved in closer, a deadly smile playing on his lips.

"You don't tell me what to do…" He growled.

Hiccup stumbled on top of Jack's porch, and knocked on the door furiously, not pausing for a second. The door was flung open by North, and Hiccup was about to rush inside when he saw the huge Santa-look-alike in the doorway. North looked at the boy in front of him, and didn't know whether he should smile or be angry or confused.

"Hiccup?" He asked, confused. Jack said he was gone forever, didn't he?

"Mr. North!" Hiccup said. "Where's Jack? Can I see him?" He asked frantically, his eyes darted over the man's shoulder, checking to see if Jack was behind him. North just frowned.

"You just missed him. He went out not too long ago…" North said. "Sorry, 'm boy."

"Dammit…" Hiccup breathed inaudibly, looking down on the floor quickly, then back up at North. "Thank you!" He said hastily, scrambling away and running down the street. North watched him go, blinking quickly in shock.

He didn't know someone could run that fast.

Once Hiccup was out of sight, he took a deep breath, sniffing the air cautiously. It was a primitive way to find someone, he was sure, but it was the only thing that could help him at this point and time. And… there! The smell of freshly fallen snow, pine, and a hint of peppermint wafted in the air, and his heart thumped heavily in his chest.

His feet moved before he could register the movement. He was running again, faster than he should have to keep himself out of the spotlight. But he just passed everything by in a blur, not even breathing heavily or watching where he was going half the time. He just followed the trail, imagining Jack walking down this road, alone and broken and scared…

He skidded to a halt, and recognized where he was. His house? Why would Jack be here? He sniffed again, and there was no doubt that he was there. He was up the stairs in a millisecond, and was bursting through the door before a one-second-mark (you know, if someone was actually timing this).

What he saw didn't necessarily surprise him, but it made his blood boil with rage. Toothless was backing Jack up in a corner, sneering that stupid little sneer of his. Hiccup ran silently across the room, and tackled Toothless before anyone could react or know that he was there.

Jack stumbled backwards, afraid at first. What was going on? But he recognized the person and he gasped.

"Hiccup!" He said, more to himself than anyone else. But Hiccup heard, and he smiled brightly. He pushed down his bubbly emotions at seeing Jack again, because Toothless was struggling from under him.

Hiccup threw punch after punch at Toothless' face, each one earning an impressive crunch in response. But it took more than a couple of punches to kill a vampire, that was for sure. Toothless struggled, and he flipped suddenly so Hiccup was pressed against the floor and he was at an advantage.

The smaller of the two was never one to give up when the odds were against him, though, so when Hiccup was pressed against the floor, he worked his legs up, and kicked Toothless away from him, and he flew across the room.

"Jack, go! Get out of here!" Hiccup said, grabbing Jack's hand in an attempt to drag him away from danger. Jack wrenched his hand away from Hiccup's grip in defiance.

"I'm not leaving you!" Jack yelled fiercely. Toothless growled and clambered back onto his feet lightning-quick. Hiccup saw something in his eyes, a flicker of a calculation behind those orbs that made his stomach churn. Toothless launched himself towards Jack, and the boy flinched…

But Hiccup saw it coming. He ran over and tackled Toothless before he could do anything to the innocent bystander that refused to move. They wrestled for a bit, and Toothless landed a kick on Hiccup's ribs. Something cracked, but neither of them stopped fighting. The younger of the two was seriously considering using the Vampire's Curse on his brother when the older pinned him to the floor and leapt to his feet. Hiccup grabbed at Toothless' ankles fiercely, and Toothless fell to the floor, face hitting the floor so hard there was a dent afterwards.

"Jack, get me the matches!" Hiccup hissed. Jack jerked into action, his hands shaking furiously as he dug through one of the drawers to find the box of matches Hiccup was talking about. As soon as his hands latched onto the small box, Jack broke out into a run and nearly tripped as he handed the matches over to Hiccup.

"Get back…" Hiccup said, looking at Jack, and green eyes met blue for the first time in what seemed like forever, and it felt like they couldn't look away. But Jack blindly stumbled backwards, and when he fell on his butt, he still scrambled as far away from the two as possible.

"You're going to kill me now, Hamish?" Toothless asked, his voice muffled by the floor. Hiccup just pressed down harder as he tried to light a match with one hand. Obviously, it wasn't working. Toothless saw his opportunity, and threw Hiccup backwards. Hiccup flipped, his feet nearly hitting his mouth, and he was completely flabbergasted. Toothless sprang up and was in front of Jack not even a millisecond later. He roughly pulled Jack up on his feet, and crashed their lips together.

Hiccup growled, and light the match quickly. He threw Toothless away from Jack, and pinned him to the ground. Then he dropped the match onto his body, and he instantly sprang up in flames. The room filled with smoke and the smell of burning flesh, and Hiccup coughed. Jack had fallen on the floor before Toothless was ignited. Quickly, Hiccup scooped up Jacks body and ran him outside the house just before the house could burn up in flames.

The vampire laid Jack down onto the soft grass and brushed his white hair away from his eyes. His eyes were scrunched up in pain, and Hiccup's eyes widened. He bent down, and pressed his ear to Jack's chest. His heart was sputtering, almost struggling to keep beating. And Jack started writhing in pain.

"No!" Hiccup yelled, because he figured it out. He should have known sooner. He should have known that Toothless' last action would have been to make him jealous, but to destroy the one thing he loved.

Because now, lying on the grass and groaning inhumanly, Jack was slowly dying.

Hiccup saw it now, the blood trickling down Jack's mouth where Toothless had sank his fangs hungrily.

"No…" Hiccup said. "Nononononono… Jack, don't die…" But Jack was unable to answer him.

The most horrible idea came to him, but would he go through with it? Hiccup himself hated his existence, but he couldn't live without the dying boy in front of him. Would he force Jack to have his own fate?

Hiccup didn't dwell on this for a second. He let his fangs be exposed, and he carefully bit into every part of Jack that he could: mouth, neck, shoulder blade, arm… anything and everything. Anything to save him.

The stench of the smoke grew stronger, and Hiccup knew that Toothless was dead, and the house was slowly going up in flame as he sat there. But he kept biting, and soon, Jack was covered with little puncture marks. Hiccup looked at Jack in horror, and tears started to well in his eyes.

His venom should have been working by now.

Hiccup pressed his ear to Jack's chest again, just in time to hear his heart sputter on last time, and then stop. Jack grew still.

And Hiccup broke down. Red hot tears flowed down his face as he sat over Jack's body, clutching at his shirt and wailing.

He shouldn't have been so stupid to actually believe that any of this would work out.

All Hiccup did was ruin everything he came across, what made Jack any different? Now he was dead, stone-cold on the ground, and it was all because of Hiccup.

In all his extendedly long life, Hiccup never knew that he could cry as hard as he was now. He didn't need to breathe, but he was gasping for breath, his fingers turning numb because of how tightly he was hold Jack's shirt in his hands.

The house started to burn through, the windows breaking because of the heat and licking at the oxygen that was outside. But Hiccup didn't care. He didn't need anything now… because all that matter was Jack and now he was dead.

Jack felt like he was trapped. He was conscious, but he couldn't move, or breathe, or speak, or hear, or see. He felt an icy cold sensation run over him, and in a second's time, the feeling turned into intense heat. He felt like he was being ripped apart, inch by mortal inch, as if his entire being was being obliterated. Nothing seemed real. He was sure he was dead, dead, or in Hell, because he was certain this wasn't what Heaven was like.

The pain started to subside, and Jack could hear. But was he hearing right? Because the only sounds that flooded his ears were that of flames crackling angrily, and someone crying nearby. Exactly what had happened?

Feeling, sight, and breathing came next, but he found out that the latter wasn't needed. His eyes opened slightly, but nothing made sense. All he saw was the sky. And he felt a pressure on his chest.

Jack moaned, confused. He still couldn't move or speak, but at least he did something. He was alive. The crying stopped, but the flames raged on, and the rancid odor of burning flesh fused in the air.

"Wha-?" Someone asked, their voice thick with emotion. Jack opened his eyes more, and his felt his mouth twitch into a smile.

"Hiccup?" Jack asked.

"Oh my gods!" Hiccup yelled, helping Jack to sit up, and right after hugging the hell out of him. "Never scare me like that ever again!" He said, his fingers curling into Jack's white hair. Jack hugged Hiccup for dear life.

"So am I like you now?" Jack asked lightly. Hiccup relaxed his grip on him, but didn't let go.

"Yeah, you are." Hiccup said. "But there's no evil people that want to rule the world anymore, so everything's back to normal."

"As normal as anything could be," Jack said, laughing a bit.

"Yeah, because when is anything ever normal?" Hiccup quipped. They both stood up, and Jack coughed. "Hungry?" Hiccup asked. All Jack could do was nod as he coughed again. "C'mon, I know this amazing restaurant…"

Hiccup led Jack to the blood bank, his arm wrapped around Jack's waist firmly, as if he was scared she was going to disappear. The farther they walked, the more Hiccup noticed about Jack; all the scars that he should have left when he bit him where gone, replaced by smooth skin, Jack was pale, and his hair had a whiter sheen to it (almost as if he freshly dyed it). His eyes were still the exact shade of blue they were before, and it was mesmerizing.

Jack was steered next to the back wall of the blood bank, and Hiccup looked into his eyes.

"I know it sucks, but wait here and try not to make too much noise, okay?" Hiccup said. Jack nodded, coughing into his fist a little quieter. Hiccup pressed a kiss to his forehead and took a step back. He looked up, and there was a slim window above him. Hiccup darted towards some boxes, and leapt off them, his fingers gripping the edge of the window tightly. He pulled himself up without difficulty and slipped through the window and into the blood bank.

Jack stood there, his throat burning as if hell was stuck in there, and he waited for Hiccup. Soon, he slipped out of the window and landed on the ground lightly. He pulled a pint of blood out from the inside of his jacket. Jack lunged at it, having no idea what made him move so fast, and gripped the bag tightly in his hands.

He didn't know what happened in between that, but all Jack knew was that he was blinking quickly and raising his head. Hiccup just chuckled at him, and all Jack could register was that the burning in his throat was no longer there. He unconsciously wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, and when he looked at it, there was a smudge of blood there. In his other hand, there was the bag, looking like a deflated whoopee cushion. Jack looked at his hands in horror before dropping the bag and walking backwards. Hiccup stopped laughing and stepped towards him cautiously.

"What… what just happened?" Jack asked, appalled. "Did I… Did I just…?" Why would he ask that? Of course he did!

"Jack, look… it's okay…" Hiccup tried to soothe, but he knew it was practically pointless. The white-haired vampling was utterly shell-shocked at what he had just done.

"I-I… I didn't really think it would be this bad…" Jack said shakily, his red-stained lips turning up into a little smile. Hiccup smiled, relieved.

"It was your first time," Hiccup reasoned. "Your self-control will get better soon." Jack walked up to him and wrapped his arms around his neck. Then, not a second later, Hiccup was pulled into a kiss. When Jack broke away about a minute later, he wasn't gasping for air, since he didn't need it anymore.

"After all, we do have an eternity together," Jack said, happiness shining in his eyes and his lips pulled up into such a snarky smile that Hiccup couldn't help but pull him into another kiss.

"Oh god, my uncle is going to kill me!" Jack groaned while laying on Hiccup's couch. "We can't tell him, can we?"

"Do you want us to be killed?" Hiccup asked incredulously. Jack groaned again. "You could call and say that we're going on a trip for graduation, and then come and see him again when you have even control."

"But who knows how long that'll take?" Jack asked, sitting up and looking at Hiccup. "He could be dead before that." Hiccup looked back at him, and then his hand acted off it's own accord; he cupped Jack face and brushed it lightly with his thumb.

"It won't take that long." Hiccup assured. Jack was about to open his mouth to protest when Hiccup continued. "The fact that you're not going crazy and we're in the middle of a town is proof of that. It probably won't take long, maybe a month at this point. I just don't want anything happening."

Jack leaned into his hand and closed his eyes briefly before opening them again and letting a smile stretch across his face.

"I know you feel terrible." Jack said, raising his hand and touching the one that was caressing his face.

"All of this was my fault. Of course I feel terrible." Hiccup reasoned, his voice filled with sadness. Jack slipped closer to him. "I put you in danger. You almost died… twice. I broke your heart when I left. I caused Toothless to go after you. All of it was my fault."

"You saved me, Hiccup." Jack said with a small smile. "You got Pitch and his Nightmares to stop beating me up. You made sure I was alright when North couldn't be there. You showed me that there was more than just… this." Jack said gesturing to around them. "If… If you could go back in time and do this all over again… would you do it differently?" He asked.

"I wouldn't change a thing." Hiccup answered. Jack smiled. No one knew who moved first, or who started it, but the two were kissing. "I love you." Hiccup breathed.

"I love you too."

"Are you guys leaving yet?" Astrid yelled from down the stairs.

Hiccup rolled his eyes and shouted back at her: "Why are you so eager to get us out of here?" Jack sniggered at his response.

"This is my house you know!" Astrid yelled up.

"Hey!" Snotlout yelled.

"This is our house too!" The twins shouted. Jack and Hiccup came down the halls, smiles on their faces.

"Yes, we know," Jack replied a bit snarkily. "And thanks for letting us stay for a while." His voice was filled with sincerity. Astrid smiled a bit, and gave them both hugs.

"I might just miss you guys." Astrid muttered. "Maybe just a bit." Hiccup laughed a little and looked up at Astrid.

"Just a little?" He asked. She shot him a look and he didn't say anything else. They said their good byes to everyone else in the house, and with a bit of reluctance, the two left the beautiful house on the hillside.

Jack took a shaky and unnecessary breath, and his arms shook by his sides as they walked down the road. Hiccup took a sideways glance at him, and easily slide his arm around his waist and pulled him closer. They didn't have to say anything, mostly because Hiccup knew exactly what was on Jack's mind. Jack snuggled closer to him.

"Scared?" Hiccup asked.

"Nervous, really." Jack mumbled. "What if… what if…?"

"You've been preparing for this for three months, Jack." Hiccup said. "Two of those three months were just you being paranoid. Nothing is going to happen. And besides, I'm here, and I won't let anything happen to any of you."

"I think you've given me this lecture about a trillion times, and I swear to God, it does absolutely nothing to help me with my confidence issues." Jack said. Hiccup snorted at the bluntness of the statement.

"Well, at least you're honest…" Hiccup said sarcastically. "Just… act normal." He advised, knowing nothing else to say to him. They wound down roads, passed stoplights, shot friendly smiles at other pedestrians, and soon they were in familiar territory. Jack froze when he realized that they were standing right outside his Uncle's house.

"Jack…" Hiccup said, looking at him with genuine worry in his eyes.

"I have to do this." Jack said. "He's been worried sick about me, I have to at least see him." He swallowed harshly. "Everything's going to be fine," He said in barely a whisper. Then, without warning, he marched up the walkway, up the porch and knocked on the door with a dangerous amount of determination. Hiccup trailed behind him.

The door opened slowly, and then it was suddenly thrown all the way open. Jack was gathered into North's arms in a tight hug, and Hiccup could feel Jack's tension flowing off him in waves. A couple seconds later, Jack absolutely melted, and Hiccup heard the faint sigh that he let out as he hugged his uncle back.

"Jack, so glad you're back," North said in his thick Russian accent. His blue eyes were shining with unshed tears. Hiccup smiled warmly at the two.

"I'm glad to be back, North," Jack said.

"You look different." North stated, holding him by the shoulders arm's length away. "Good different." Jack smiled. "And Hiccup!" North shouted, rounding on Hiccup and pulling him into a bear hug. "Good to see you again!"

"Good to see you too, sir," Hiccup coughed.

North ushered the both of them into the house. Soon, the three were cooking dinner, ruining dinner, and finally just climbing into a car and getting take-out, laughing about it the whole time. When they got home, they watched as many movies as they could, played some card games, and talked about just about everything. There was a carefree atmosphere in the house, and it gave all of them a delighted buzz.

Near one in the morning, Hiccup and Jack announced that they had to get going. With slight disappointment, North sad his good-byes, and the two left. North knew they couldn't stay forever, but he made them swear that they would come see him some time soon. And they had agreed, and to North, that was all that mattered.

He didn't know why they were being so secretive though. North had always like vampires when he was younger.

Yes. Sudden ending. You make up the rest. I like leaving it like this so... :DD

I hope you guys liked it, because I loved writing it! Please review!

Peace!

-HB