1 . FREE

Hi guys . This my first ever writing a story in my account . This is a runaway story . just so let u guys know i am hiccstrid shipper . But i don't see much stories about hiccup runaway so i thought of making one .....

I HOPE U GUYS LIKE IT . I WILL TRY TO UPLOAD IF I GET TIME !!^U^

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Hiccup still remember the cheers of the vikings as he trekked through the familiar path in the forest , a large bag slung over his shoulder , the joyous praises of his talents echoing through his ears as his mind jumped back to the arena match with the Gronkle . Because of them , he had bumped up to the top of the class faster than anyone could even process. Of course , with vikings , whose wits were about as slow as snails , that wasn't surprising.

Of course, he owned his success to the tiny little fact that he had defied 300 years of viking tradition. In those three long centuries , spanning farther back than anyone could remember , viking tribes had been at war with dragons : massive fire-breathing creatures that flew through the skies and raided islands throughout the archipelago for their food , and occasionally killed to get it . The vikings would always fight back , and continuous dance of death between the two species led the vikings, especially the people of berk , to build most of their culture off of killing the evil , mindless demons .

AFTER THE TOURNAMENT , WHEN HICCUP WAS CHOOSE TO KILL THE MONSTROUS NIGHTMARE .

AT THE COVE

"Leaving ! We're leaving!" Hiccup called out as he finally entered the secret cove that had become his special place over the last few weeks where he could meet with his dragon companion. It was surrounded on all sides by a steep rock wall with large pine trees atop , filled with boulders, a few dead trees on the sides, and a tiny stream flowing into a small , dirty pond. "Let's pack up! Looks like you and me are going on a little vacation.......forever."

Hiccup knew what he was doing was wrong , and a little ironic , now that the thought about it. The pride of his village and his father was what he'd strived for all those years and endured so much mental and emotional abuse for , to the point where he convinced himself he had to become a killer or either kill himself atop a funeral pyre to obtain it. And now that he finally had it, he found it discomforting and was leaving it all behind .

But he knew good and well that he couldn't stay . Hiccup couldn't kill that Monstrous nightmare, he just couldn't . He knew that from the beginning of his dragon training . He told his father the night before he began that he couldn't kill a dragon , a statement he admittedly made at first due to the overwhelming terror of nearly dying at the claws of the most lethal dragon of all , but now he stood firm to it due to his bond with the same dragon. If he killed the nightmare, it would be like killing toothless on the inside , killing any dragon would evoke those feelings ..... betraying Toothless, his best friend , was far worse than betraying his entire village , he thought , so leaving was really his only option .It seemed what his father said on that fateful night was right : hiccup was many things , but a dragon killing wasn't one of them .

Opening his bag as he set it on the ground , muttering an "aw man" hiccup checked to make sure he had everything he needed; he had returned to his house just before heading off to the forest and packed all the things he had planned to take on his 'extended vacation' in the basket he had usually brought fish for toothless in. A few extra sets of clothes , his blanket and pillow , his charcoal pencil, some journal, some supplies from the forge and his room, a fishing rod , his knife and a short sword (also taken from the forge) , a bunch of his old drawings , and the helmet his father gave him....

THE HELMET....

Hiccup brought that helmet with him to remind him of his mother , valka , who had supposedly been carried away and eaten by dragons when he was just a baby . He knew so little of her due to the fact that stoick sent him away whenever she came up in conversations , but he was aware that avenging her was one of the greatest reasons stoick had placed so much effort and emphasis on killing dragons and laying down their carcasses upon the path that hiccup was to follow once he had come of age . Despite the off-pulling fact that it was originally half of the breastplate she wore in battle before getting married , it was meaningful gift from his father , and also a reminder of the one and only time he had ever proud of him or had actually even given a smile towards him. It seemed like a good idea at the time .

But it was also the memory of a lie , one born of good conscience and mercy , yes, but a lie nonetheless . Weeks of faking it in the ring , appearing to bring down dragons without even touching them , fooling everyone into thinking he was god-gifted savior sent to deliver them from the dragon scourge. That helmet , meant to be a symbol of love and pride , was now just one of deception.......

frustrated with everything going wrong right when it was going right, Hiccup let loose said frustration in an angry shout, slamming his helmet to the ground , kicked it and sent it flying across the cove . The helmet hit one of the rocky walls, denting it in the process , and bounced off the rocks before dropping to the ground upturned.

Hiccup watched it fall, breathing heavily from physical and emotional exhaustion ; it was all messed up now. a system of secrets and deception as thick and tangled as the hairs of his father's beard and now there was no other way to end it but to cut off the main thread it all began with . He had barely felt something nuzzling his leg in his current state , but eventually he did and looked down to the source . Behind him was a large jet black dragon with acidic green eyes and massive bat like wings , along with a series of straps and pulleys attached to him . It was the dragon that Hiccup had been taking care of in the cove after he shot him down and stripped of the ability to fly when his tailfin tore off , the dragon he had been playing with , flying with , being truly happy with , in the course of the last few weeks : Toothless. Hiccup realized after a second that in his anger , he didn't noticed that Toothless had come up to him, and the dragon was now staring at him , his large eyes filled with worry over the young boy's apparent anger.

"I've never seen you this upset before, Hiccup. What happened back there?"Toothless telepathically said to hiccup

Hiccup's anger melted away as his face morphed into one of calm reassurance as he petted the Night Fury's nose."I'm okay, Toothless. we're leaving ."

Toothless cocked his head and gave him a curious look, as if to say , "leaving ? But why?" Granted , when the dragon first landed in the cove and realized his tailfin had torn off, the cove felt like a prison. But over the days he had gotten to know hiccup and bond with him , it felt like a real home . It would then be the place where he could see Hiccup everyday , and that would always fill Toothless' heart with joy. It was a secret place where their friendship, considered taboo on both their kinds , could exist peacefully and away from judgmental eyes clouded by generations of hate and colored red with blood .

Hiccup didn't tell toothless about killing one of his kind ; he could only wonder what the Night Fury would think of that. As close as they had become , any hint of the conflict between their races that still raged on outside their peaceful little haven could have brought them back to what was the reality of their world . Toothless had known that hiccup was training against dragons if their lingering smells on him were any indication , but imagine how he would have reacted if he had picked up the scent of a dragon's blood on him. The thought of blood on his hands was enough to make hiccup himself nearly gag - he had felt guilty enough when he robbed his dragon of flight, he couldn't even imagine robbing another of its life , however glorious his people deluded themselves into believing it was .

At that point , Hiccup would have been more than happy to make up an excuse : he would have said anything to get off that miserable little rock , but toothless was like a brother to him and deserved better . Pondering and searching for a suitable response , Hiccup sighed:

"I-I just can't do it anymore. I can't keep living like.....this." He raised his arms out in a lifeless gesture, meaning little else but everything. "I've tried for years , YEARS , to prove I could be one of them; it was what I'd always wanted , all I ever dreamed of. I thought I could be a viking my way, do things a little differently and somehow , things would work out..... eventually. But it never worked..... nobody around here needed much convincing that 'different' was bad , now they have plenty of good reasons to hate me while they're cleaning up my messes. I'm .... I'm tired of everyone just deciding I'm worthless, I'm tired of being a 'hiccup'. Toothless, the truth is you're all i've really got, my only real friend." Toothless crooned in sympathy and pressed his snout against Hiccup's tiny chest, closing his eyes and folding back his ear flaps to send whatever feeling of comfort to the boy he could .

Great job, Hiccup; not exactly a lie. It was technically the truth - before dragon training, before his success, people saw him as a nuisance , a weakling, who was only good for a laugh when being pushed around but otherwise being a constant source of trouble . His silly, convoluted little inventions , in their opinion, that he built to make up for his disappointing lack of strength often caused as much damage as the dragons themselves . No one in the village actually liked him or cared about him , they didn't even care about him now that he was good in training , despite all the good words they were saying , and by good , that meant as good as it could be and as tough as a baby lamb. Respect and kindness were two very different things , though he was about as wide as a twig very different things, though he was the only one who figured as much: respect was kindness in the eyes of men , actual kindness translated to being soft, and the only thing soft about vikings were their distilled stomachs , more fat than muscles. what they had shown was neither , though; they were just glad that he was no longer a problem, no longer some living incarnation of disaster .

"Hiccup, I'll tell you right now I know how you feel. I wasn't respected among the other dragons either...I was too fast, too strong, too...different from the others that they eventually grew to envy and despise me. That's why I felt a small sense of relief when I went down. Hiccup, some may say that you condemned me by shooting me down. Me, I think you saved me. You freed me from my binds, you came to visit me and brought me food, you may have taken my solo flying away from me, but you got me up in the air again...if only you knew how different you and I aren't." Toothless said with sympathy for hiccup.

"Thank you, bud." Hiccup said as he gently pulled out of the hug and held the sides of toothless's large head . "Anyway We're getting out of here, where no one can hurt us again. When we leave , no one can tie us down anymore, and won't have to hide just to have a few short hours of the day together. e can see the world , discover new places and learn new things , and maybe we'll even find more Night Furies."

Toothless barked out what sounded like a cry of joy, his eyes sparkling . Honestly , he wasn't all that interested in finding more Night Furies ; he had hiccup , who in a short matter of time had become his world , his soul-mate, his everything . As long as he had hiccup , toothless knew he would be happy , but he had to admit, the prospect of finding more dragons of his breed sounded pretty excited too. At heart , Toothless knew he would be happy , but he had to admit, the prospect of finding more dragons of his breed sounded pretty excited too .

"That's the spirit!" Hiccup encouraged . He then grabbed his bag and climbed on top of toothless , pressing his foot on the pedal and adjusting the prosthetic leather tailfin he had created to help toothless fly again, and the dragon took to the sky like a shot . once in the air , hiccup thought back to his own word : now they were free , free from the pain and lies and secrets , now he could be with toothless all the time and not have to go back and put on a show for anyone complete with a mask of indifference . Hiccup left a note for his father back at the house earlier right after he finished packing; hopefully he was able to say all that he wanted to but never could , after all his father was never exactly the best listener , a trait Gobber always said run in the family . If his father couldn't accept him for who he was , then he could burn in Hell for all Hiccup cared.

As the two friends made way for the ocean , Hiccup couldn't help- but look behind him, taking one last glance it the island where he had suffered for 14 long years , taking in a deep breath and yell at the top of his little lungs ,

"GOODBYE BERK! GOODBYE , MY LIFE-LONG NIGHTMARE!"

Toothless chuckled at that , and they sped off into the horizon, until Berk was completely out of sight.

NOW, THEY ARE FREE.....

so this is the first chapter of the story . i will try to upload as soon as possible . since my school is still going on . it will take time . I hope you guys are safe and vaccinated ..^u^