3 . DADDY? PART-1

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Word got around the village pretty quickly after Stoick had emerged from his home looking completely broken just as he id the night he had lost valka to the dragons . He had made his way to Gobber who was directing more groups of vikings in the still ongoing search , and viking who had overheard and told each other . For as many who had been told , none could actually bring themselves to believe it . HICCUP? LEFT? It couldn't be true . He didn't have the guts to carry through with such an idea; still, his disappearance made it all to obvious he had. 

Everyone was distressed , still not wanting to accept even in the face of overwhelming evidence that Hiccup was now gone, never to return . Stoick had gathered everyone in the meade hall to read the note that Hiccup had left before he ran away . Needless to say there wasn't a single viking who wasn't crying or didn't have their head hung down in shame by the time the meeting was over and everyone returned by their homes . They couldn't believe things were that bad for the poor boy, even the teens. Sure they were never ones for delicacy, but to think it would come to driving the boy away.....

Snotlout felt so stupid; growling during the entirely of the trip back to his house. hiccup was his cousin, his blood but he used him as a punching bag every chance he got , whether it was for his horrible sense of fun or to dump off whatever aggravation he'd felt hi didn't deserve because he was too perfect a viking for such things. Maybe it was because Hiccup was an easy target, or maybe it was simple for the sake of keeping up what he started when they were five , but snotlout knew now that was hardly an excuse for being what he had always been - a bully. Now , he would never get a chance to apologize. But in his self-absorbed mind , he now had it all , the looks, the respect, the strength, and now the whole of Berk. really, by the end of the day , He'd found the whole thing laughable that his wimp of a cousin even had the slightest notion that he was going to survive out there all on his own . It always seemed like he couldn't go two seconds without being in life-threatening peril, and now he was putting himself through it just because he couldn't cut it as a VIKING. Honestly , the whole thing made him seem like a spoiled brat desperate for attention, and so wasn't even worth a second thought.

The twins , Ruffnut and Tuffnut were equally guilty. They were always torturing Hiccup, whether on their own or posing as snotlout's little lackeys ;they always called out nasty commands and lived to physically hurt him . Even though they admired him to some extent due to his satisfying their lust for chaos and destruction with his attempts to help the village that always resulted in him and some odd number of building going down in flames, it was always a treat to pick on the little runt. Like the time when they were five , and they chased him though the woods, and up the trees , here they lied in wait for hours and left him up there because he was scared to climb down himself and they lost interest in scaring him: something about it being too easy . And when he finally tried to get down , he broke his leg and finally showed up in the village again after hours had passed , eyes full of tears and a horrible limp. The sad part was that when the adults found out , the twins had basically gotten off the hook completely with little more than a finger point and a simple 'Don't do it again' and Hiccup was the one reprimanded for not having the courage to stand up for himself and letting a little fall damage him . Then there was the time when there was the time when they were eight and Dagur , the Deranged son of the Beserker chief Oswald the Agreeable , tried to drown Hiccup in the ocean , and they joined in instead of helping by cutting the ropes and letting him sink in the waves only for the adults to fish him later . Or the time when they were ten , and they tied him to a stick and tried to roast him over a fire as a sacrifice for Thor until Gobber stopped them and sent them to their home. They just laughed as Hiccup begged to be released , crying over not wanting to be sacrifice, even saying how the Gods wouldn't like him anyway. They weren't REALLY going to sacrifice him , but he didn't know that - their dark humor was enough to make him believe anything along those lines . It felt good to see him cry at the time; now it didn't.

Fishlegs felt terrible , and unlike Snotlout or the twins, he wasn't afraid to let his guilt really show . He and Hiccup actually used to be friends when they were little , but when they grew up , everything seemed to change . Fishlegs was beginning to gain the standard viking bulk while Hiccup remained as short as a stump and as thin as a stick; he was a lover of knowledge , an avid reader of the book of dragons , and that made him another target of constant bullying from Snotlout and the twins . Fishlegs eventually decided he didn't want to be an outcast to everyone , and now that his growth spurt had given him the chance not to be , stopped talking to Hiccup altogether and started hanging out with his former tormentors, even though they still didn't like him. Looking back on all the times he saw Hiccup alone, he understood he had basically abandoned him. He had chosen safety over friendship - now he wasn't sure he could call hi a friend at all.

Astrid was feeling the worst of all , the news of Hiccup's leaving breaking her out of any kind of lingering anger she might have still felt. She never accepted Hiccup. She thought he was a stupid kid, and insect, when all he ever wanted to do was to be a part of their tribe. She shunned him, made him feel like nothing; glared daggers at him whenever he made one of his little ' Hiccups' with his inventions; when he was being bullied in the long years prior to dragon training, she realized , she had always stood there just letting it all happen. Astrid always figured it was one more way she was better than the others , because she never partook in such childish activities . Really though , her inaction had been just one more form of cruelty to him , denying any sort of emotion even remotely similar to guilt or pity for such a pathetic creature or consideration. She had considered herself a goddess and would not bow down to his level, without ever realizing she may have been fueling the fires of hatred within him. And really , when he was finally showing potential in dragon training, she went ahead and started saying horrible things herself , all out of petty jealousy , and words can hurt a hell of a lot more than any punch or kick Snotlout could give him. Really , Hiccup stunk as a warrior and she was still mad at him ? even one victory was too much for him to have in her perfectionist view? She had actually been planning to track Hiccup down and give him a piece of her mind for keeping secrets- after all , no one just got as good as he did overnight, especially him, and the fact that it happened was a total 180 in her world, but now she felt like scum for even thinking such things.

They viewed him as a plague and cast him out accordingly : they were all GUILTY  .

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The sun was beginning to break on the horizon , the first sign of dawn: it had been three full days since Hiccup left Berk. He and Toothless had flown until almost midnight the first night before settling on a small island far away from Berk. Hiccup didn't know where he was , but it seemed like a good place to stop far a while . It had water , tall healthy trees and bushes filled with an assortment of nuts and berries, and was next to a vast ocean filled with their favorite fish, Icelandic cod. he was sure they could stay a while. 

They had set up a small camp and remained on the island until afternoon the following day. Hiccup was now sitting on a small cliff, his fishing line cast into the ocean waiting for a bit . Toothless was napping back near the campsite ; really , Hiccup thought , all that useless dragon did was eat , sleep and fly . How anyone could consider him dangerous was beyond him. Still, Toothless was the best friend he had ever had , flaws and all , and he knew that Toothless felt the same about him. Together , the two were invincible , and with that reassuring though, Hiccup was now at peace to consider his future with his dragon companion. 

' I'm so much better off without Berk constantly dragging me down ,' Hiccup thought to himself happily . 'Fourteen years, fourteen long painful years of loneliness and people underestimating me . And now it's all over- now I never have to see that stupid scowl on my dad's face again just because I'm not as big as a house, or deal with snotlout's stupid ego that needs , like, ten vikings to lift it up. I don't even have to think about Astrid; honestly, what did I ever see in her , anyway? He honestly had to wonder- in all honesty, when he looked back, he realized that it was her looks which first drew him to her . She had all the beauty of one of odin's valkyries and he could have just melted at sight of those beautiful blue eyes. But take that away and what was left? looks couldn't cover up personality , and once you moved past Astrid's , it was face - slapping obvious that had a terrible , terrible personality . all the world was a massive kill ring to her and all the people merely more competitors for her to utterly humiliate . The near insane look she displayed back when she was eliminated from Dragon Training in favor of him flashed through Hiccup's mind , making him shudder in disgust. ' yeah, SO over her, now .

'It's just me and toothless now; he's all the family I need . Maybe we should just travel the world , like nomads. Yeah, that could be fun . We could meet new people , find new species of dragons . who knows what the future has in store for a boy and aa Night Fury'. 

Aw , man , it all sounds... too amazing . Just imagine what we could-'

That's when he heard it. A strange sound.

It was a strange, loud, wailing sound, very high pitched and almost infantile; it almost sounded like crying - it certainly sounded pained enough to be . At first, he tried to ignore it, thinking that it was the cry of a wild terrible terror due to it being so small. But a voice nagged at him in the back of his mind as he tried to put it past him and return to its fishing: what if it's not a terror ? What if it's someone in trouble ? Do you really want to take the risk of them dying just because you passed it off?' 

Hiccup thought on it and very quickly realized that no , he didn't . As reckless as he was in training a dragon, that didn't extend to cold abandonment . Hiccup wasn't that kind of person. so he gave in with a sigh and reeled in his fishing line without a catch. Grabbing his sword that he carried in a strap on his back just in case wild boars or wolves or even pirates showed up, he slowly made his way back into the tall pine forest, his ears honing in on the sound with every step . As he got closer and the crying grew louder, he began to realized that it wasn't a dragon noise - it had sounded too....human to be . Was that - was that a child's cry? Hiccup continued trudging to the source of the sound and eventually stopped at a tingle of branches hanging from low trees. He parted the branches in his way to get a good look at what it was , and was shocked and stupefied by what he saw .

"WHAT THE -?!"

Part 1 complete . ^U^ stay tune for part 2 of it and see what he saw which made him shocked ......