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Horizon Chapter 21
A/N: And here I am with Chapter 21! I hope guys don't find this too rushed and I hope you are all enjoying this! :D Thank you for your support so far, there is some stuff that still has to happen, but not a ton :'( But I don't know how many more chapters there will be...but i'll try to write as many as possible ^^ Sorry this update took so long, I was doing some other important stuff earlier ^^ Anyways, here's Chapter 21! :D
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Darn it. I wasn't suppose to say that.
I put my hand over my mouth, and I see his eyes widen. I wasn't ready to tell him anything...not about the threats his father made...or the conversation I accidentally overheard. Or my overwhelming pains of guilt. I wasn't ready, I didn't want to tell him. I'm angry, but I look towards the ground. Spitelout's words echo in my mind, Your actions are your own. Your actions are your own. Your actions are your own. Your actions are your own. He believed in that...so Snotlout probably did too. I wasn't mentally prepared for him to get extremely angry, even though I wanted him to hate me. Then I could be properly punished.
For the bad I did.
For the suffering I put him through.
Snotlout looks at me, "You're confusing," He says suddenly, "you broke up with me because of my dad?"
I don't deserve him, I don't deserve anyone special...I deserve to be shipped off. To marry some stranger and stay trapped in that world forever. To never be happy again. I didn't deserve him...I just didn't...maybe it was best for us if I listen to my mother, let her marry me off to some stranger in some land. I would never come back, never see him again. Never cause anymore pain.
"Did I say that?" I need to play stupid, "You heard me wrong...I meant I...broke something of your dads."
Snotlout glares. He's not falling for it, "My hearing is perfectly fine." He'd been saying that a lot recently.
"Oh..." I trail off.
"So, are you going to tell me or not?"
"Not..." I say, "its not worth mentioning. It will waste your time."
His glare hardens.
Why can't he just leave it be? Why can't he just not push? I shake my head, "Fine! Whatever. Yeah, your dad is the reason I broke up with you," I have to stop, I can't say anything else. I have to stop my mouth from opening and saying anything else, "What was I suppose to do!? With all the pressure..."
"I'm confused."
"Why didn't you tell me he was forcing you break up with me?" No, stop mouth! Stop speaking, shut up, "that things were bad between the two of you. That I was standing in the way of the relationship you had? Do you know how guilty that made me feel? How guilty I feel right now?" Great, i've gone out and blabbed again.
"Wait, how did you-?"
I shake my head looking back at him, "The day you punched Grease..."
"You heard that?"
"Yeah," I sigh, "you should have told me. You shouldn't take that pressure and...suffer by yourself."
"Isn't that what you did?" Snotlout exclaims, "and how did YOU handle it? By breaking up with me?"
"What else was I suppose to do? Walk away on daisy's and dance? This is your life. The relationship you want with your father is going down the drain. How are you going to get it if you're dating me?"
"Did you even ask for my opinion? Isn't that what's most important?"
"You always think you're opinion is most important. But its not," I smile, "whats most important is whats best for everyone. Breaking up with you...was the best decision."
"To you, I bet there were better options."
I laugh sarcastically, "Yeah, like what?"
Snotlout hesitates, "Uh..." It takes a moment, "alright, maybe there isn't one. But..." He looks at me, "Why can't we just be happy?"
"Our relationship made so many people unhappy," I say, i'm calming down now. Not as angry, but still devastated, we were having this conversation, "how can we be happy...when they aren't? I thought you of all people would know that."
"This is pathetic," Snotlout exclaims.
I glare, "It isn't pathetic."
"It is. I mean, you don't have the guts to continue a relationship like this. To be with the Snotman."
"And you would have been happy? Living your entire life in the burrows, away from the life with financial stability? Away from a life where everything is set, your future, your world? In the dirt with me?"
"Why do you keep saying that?" Snotlout exclaims, "you're not dirt."
"Your dad thinks otherwise..."
"Yeah well my dad doesn't know everything..." I can't tell him about the threats, but apparently Snotlout can read my mind, "You never answered the question. What did my dad say to you?
I laugh, "Nothing..." Yes, don't say anything...don't tell him why, "just some words of warning and threats..." WHY DID I SAY THAT!? I have to stop, I can't keep blabbing like this.
"He threatened you!?"
Shoot, "Maybe..."
"Why didn't you tell me!?"
"I just couldn't. That wouldn't help. It would do nothing..."
"Do nothing?" Snotlout shakes his head, and stands up, "you still don't get it do you?" He walks over to me, taking a seat so he's almost touching my hip. Hookfang follows, laying down in between the fire and Snotlout, "This isn't about my dad. I don't care what he says about you. You're still a warrior. You got sick in the line of duty. A missing arm is a sign of warriorness."
"It's not a sign," I say, looking back to the ground, "it means nothing."
"It does. It means you're a warrior," He repeats, "a warrior doesn't give up."
"I have," I glare, "can't you see I have? We can't have this relationship because it just doesn't work."
"Are you serious? Don't say that!"
"If it does, then why does this keep happening. Us breaking a part."
"Its your fault," He whines, "you broke up with me."
"And before you broke up with me," That's when I realize something. Every time we were faced with a problem, a problem we could have fought and solved. Something that we ran away from. I groan, hitting my head with me knee's. It had nothing to do with us, "whats your problem?"
I shake my head, "I run away...I always run away. Whenever there's an issue or a problem I-" It was true, and I was such an idiot! It was selfish of me to break up with him, I thought I was doing it for him but I was doing it for me. To keep myself from dealing with this issue. Because I didn't fully trust him. "I'm sorry," I murmur, "I'm so sorry..." Indeed I am, for all the pain I am causing him, the confusion, the frustration. I'm angry at myself for doing something so stupid, but its the only thing that makes sense, "this is my fault. Everything's my fault."
Snotlout is beside me, Hookfang right next to him. He stares at me, like he was to burn a hole through my soul. I loved him, more than anyone has ever loved a person. With more passion than ever, more passion than before. And I miss him. I want him to give me a hug, to tell me everything is going to be alright. Even if he didn't do that, if it wasn't a part of who he was, I wanted to hear it.
Suddenly I feel a push from behind, and I'm inches away from his face. I have to pull myself away but I can't. I have to! I try to budge, try to move myself back towards Raefor, but I still can't. Out of the corner of my eye I see Hookfang's tail fly in the air towards Snotlout, and then our lips meet.
It's like normal, just a simple long peck. My eyes widen, and I tell myself that I have to pull back. This time, my body listens and i'm inches away from him again. "I can't..." I murmur. I can't be with you, everyone else will have complicated lives if we continue with this. We'll make them suffer. And then he's kissing me again. There's more urgency this time, more passion than any of the other times we've kissed before. My eyes don't close right away, but the moment we begin his do. I have to push him away. I can't let him get into my head...but even if my eyes don't close, I respond to his kiss with just as much urgency.
My hearts accelerating...it can't do that!
My mind is going blank...no! Fight it!
My eyes are beginning to shut...stop! Stop!
And then they shut, and my mind cannot speak. Its my heart that takes over.
My arm swings around his neck and I crush myself against him, feeling the fur of clothing against my arm. I don't care, my mind can scream at me after. I wanted him. I needed him. Otherwise I would die. His right arm wraps around my waist, and his left around my shoulder. I feel warm, like the cold air in the cave was suddenly gone. The passion grows, the intensity intensifies, and the rhythm picks up. We're crushed together, lost in the kiss. I couldn't marry that chief, I would be unhappy. Miserable. Because that chief wasn't Snotlout.
I realize how much I really missed him. How without knowing I longed to see him, get a hug and sit in his embrace forever. If I could do that, I'd be extremely happy.
There are no words to describe how much I love him.
It's hard to breath, my lungs are gasping for air, but I don't care anymore. I pull back only for a second, then once again crush my lips against his dry, chapped lips. He doesn't protest, instead he pulls me back against him and we're molded together. I can feel the pressure of his belt against my stomach. I moan, tilting my head the other way and crushing my lips back against his.
"I love you, " We finally pull away, my hands are on other side of his face, and I keep my forehead against his. He can protest if he wants, but I don't care, I just don't care. I open my eyes and gaze into his, and smile, "I love you."
Snotlout stares, and for a moment its like we're the only ones in the universe. A smile creeps on to his lips slowly, "Yeah. I know." I laugh. Here was the true Snotlout, the only man my heart would go with.
My smile widens, and I lean in, kissing him passionately.
When we finally pull away, I lay my head against his shoulder and we stare at the flames as they ascend towards the cave's roof. I don't know how long we sit there before I look out towards the cave opening, "I'm sorry," I caused him so much pain, "I should have said something."
"Nah, its okay," His arm is around my shoulder, "I guess I understand. I mean, my father can be a bit of a-" Her tries to find the words.
"Jerk?"
"Yeah, that."
Which reminds me of something, "My mom..." I sigh, closing my eyes, "is..." I don't know who to tell him, I don't know how he will take it. I don't want to tell him but I'm done with secrets. I'm done with small mistakes. He has to know, "...she's marrying me off to some random person." I speak faster than the flapping of a woodpeckers wings.
"What?"
I sigh, "Mom has some beef with marrying me off. When things...weren't working out she made some arrangement. Now I'm marrying some stupid chief in some far off island."
Snotlout glares, "And you're okay with that!?"
"Of course not," I exclaim, "I protested...but she wouldn't budge. She probably wouldn't budge for anything..." I glare, "I don't want to marry some stranger. But there's no way she's going to fall for-" I stop, "well you know."
"She has to. I'm not letting you marry some dweeb."
It was sweet of him, he meant well. And I had almost forgotten about this problem...this additional problem. I wasn't going to run away this time, I was going to face it head on.
A yawn escapes my lips.
"Go to sleep."
I look at him, "I don't feel like it."
"Stubborn...just go to sleep..."
"There's nothing to sleep on."
His faces goes red, "I wouldn't if...well..."
"I thought you didn't like that..."
"No ones looking," He looks at Hookfang, "what are you looking at!? Look over there."
The dragon snorts, turning so his back is to us. Raefor is beside me, laying on the ground with his eyes closed, "Its fine?"
"Didn't I just say that!?" He exclaims.
I laugh, closing my eyes and allowing sleep to take me.
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A yellow, bright cloud forms in the darkness. It's outlined in an orange, with wings growing from either side. It hovers in the darkness. I try to talk, i want to know what it is. But something stops me. My mouth won't open.
In the distance, I see a small spec. As it gets closer details more and more obvious. I see a mountain, green grass and ice spikes, homes, paths, people. Berk. Eventually I'm in Berk, and the darkness is replaced with a blue sky, clouds. I see everyone enjoying life. Nothing unusual.
The cloud approaches, turning a dark orange. Suddenly its a form...it turns in something...that orange dragon. The dragon lifts its wings, screeching and its screech echoes. My eyes widen, and I run as it starts to spray its awful goo on to the ground. All around me the goo splashes, hitting the ground and people. There's screaming. People with orange goo on them; some die within minutes and I cringe at their last breaths. As they gasp for air. Others touch the goo as they boots step forward to take another step.
I watch at the horror that unfolds. The dragon continues to fire goo, switching once and a while to fire, aiming right at houses. As they burn to the ground the dragon continues to reign horror upon Berk.
Suddenly I'm in a dark place, looking out as the horror continues to unfold. A little girl with a viking helmet watches. The dragon comes into view and she gasps, moving father into her hiding place. The dragon tilts its head, coming closer to the hiding spot. It sniffs, landing on the ground for only a single moment. Then it flies off and the horror ends.
Then I'm teleported to a similar scene; the night has come and the dragon reigns terror on Berk once again. I watch in horror as the remaining pieces of the town crumble.
When the dragon leaves, I'm left with nothing but silence. I walk around, avoiding the goo because I don't want to get its symptoms. I see bodies lying on the ground, some with blood flowing out of their bodies.
I see the little girl and I want to cry.
"The future," I hear a familiar voice say. I turn, Stoick is right behind me.
I gasp, "Stoick?"
"In the flesh!"
"Aren't you dead?"
"Yes, I am dead," He gestures towards the people, "but so are they."
"That dragon..." I continue to walk, Stoick following me, "...its been attacking Berk. Once we repair the damage, it comes back. Winters here, so we've been slow to repair anything. Plus that thing didn't come back once the snow fell."
"Aye," Stoick agree's, "the future. If nothing is done."
"What do you mean-?" I look around again, familiar faces catch my eye. They lay on the ground, eyes closed. I notice this as I approach them, "this...is going to happen?"
"Yes."
"But how?" I shake my head, "how can something like this happen!?"
"Easy now," He crosses his arms, "I may be dead, but i'm concerned too. These people...they are still mine."
"Is that why you're showing me this?"
"Yes," He points towards the familiar faces. I'm above them now...and I gasp. I see them...Hiccup...Astrid...Ruffnut...Tuffnut...Fishlegs...and...
Snotlout.
Their eyes are closed.
"They're dead..."
"Aye. This is a sight for sore eyes..."
"Why? That...Why are you showing this to me?"
He smiles, "Because you're the only one who can stop this."
"Me? Why me?"
"If nothing is done then Berk will perish," He smiles, "I'm counting on you."
And then he disappears.
"Wait? What am I-?"
Then the beast reappears, and it screeches at me. Lifting its wings it sprays the goo and I fall on to the ground. Suddenly I cant breath and as I lay on the ground a picture appears in front of me. A small person standing on a cliff, lifting her her hand...and a dragon leaning its head into her hand.
Death takes me home.
Horizon Chapter 21
A/N: And here I am with Chapter 21! I hope guys don't find this too rushed and I hope you are all enjoying this! :D Thank you for your support so far, there is some stuff that still has to happen, but not a ton :'( But I don't know how many more chapters there will be...but i'll try to write as many as possible ^^ Sorry this update took so long, I was doing some other important stuff earlier ^^ Anyways, here's Chapter 21! :D
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Darn it. I wasn't suppose to say that.
I put my hand over my mouth, and I see his eyes widen. I wasn't ready to tell him anything...not about the threats his father made...or the conversation I accidentally overheard. Or my overwhelming pains of guilt. I wasn't ready, I didn't want to tell him. I'm angry, but I look towards the ground. Spitelout's words echo in my mind, Your actions are your own. Your actions are your own. Your actions are your own. Your actions are your own. He believed in that...so Snotlout probably did too. I wasn't mentally prepared for him to get extremely angry, even though I wanted him to hate me. Then I could be properly punished.
For the bad I did.
For the suffering I put him through.
Snotlout looks at me, "You're confusing," He says suddenly, "you broke up with me because of my dad?"
I don't deserve him, I don't deserve anyone special...I deserve to be shipped off. To marry some stranger and stay trapped in that world forever. To never be happy again. I didn't deserve him...I just didn't...maybe it was best for us if I listen to my mother, let her marry me off to some stranger in some land. I would never come back, never see him again. Never cause anymore pain.
"Did I say that?" I need to play stupid, "You heard me wrong...I meant I...broke something of your dads."
Snotlout glares. He's not falling for it, "My hearing is perfectly fine." He'd been saying that a lot recently.
"Oh..." I trail off.
"So, are you going to tell me or not?"
"Not..." I say, "its not worth mentioning. It will waste your time."
His glare hardens.
Why can't he just leave it be? Why can't he just not push? I shake my head, "Fine! Whatever. Yeah, your dad is the reason I broke up with you," I have to stop, I can't say anything else. I have to stop my mouth from opening and saying anything else, "What was I suppose to do!? With all the pressure..."
"I'm confused."
"Why didn't you tell me he was forcing you break up with me?" No, stop mouth! Stop speaking, shut up, "that things were bad between the two of you. That I was standing in the way of the relationship you had? Do you know how guilty that made me feel? How guilty I feel right now?" Great, i've gone out and blabbed again.
"Wait, how did you-?"
I shake my head looking back at him, "The day you punched Grease..."
"You heard that?"
"Yeah," I sigh, "you should have told me. You shouldn't take that pressure and...suffer by yourself."
"Isn't that what you did?" Snotlout exclaims, "and how did YOU handle it? By breaking up with me?"
"What else was I suppose to do? Walk away on daisy's and dance? This is your life. The relationship you want with your father is going down the drain. How are you going to get it if you're dating me?"
"Did you even ask for my opinion? Isn't that what's most important?"
"You always think you're opinion is most important. But its not," I smile, "whats most important is whats best for everyone. Breaking up with you...was the best decision."
"To you, I bet there were better options."
I laugh sarcastically, "Yeah, like what?"
Snotlout hesitates, "Uh..." It takes a moment, "alright, maybe there isn't one. But..." He looks at me, "Why can't we just be happy?"
"Our relationship made so many people unhappy," I say, i'm calming down now. Not as angry, but still devastated, we were having this conversation, "how can we be happy...when they aren't? I thought you of all people would know that."
"This is pathetic," Snotlout exclaims.
I glare, "It isn't pathetic."
"It is. I mean, you don't have the guts to continue a relationship like this. To be with the Snotman."
"And you would have been happy? Living your entire life in the burrows, away from the life with financial stability? Away from a life where everything is set, your future, your world? In the dirt with me?"
"Why do you keep saying that?" Snotlout exclaims, "you're not dirt."
"Your dad thinks otherwise..."
"Yeah well my dad doesn't know everything..." I can't tell him about the threats, but apparently Snotlout can read my mind, "You never answered the question. What did my dad say to you?
I laugh, "Nothing..." Yes, don't say anything...don't tell him why, "just some words of warning and threats..." WHY DID I SAY THAT!? I have to stop, I can't keep blabbing like this.
"He threatened you!?"
Shoot, "Maybe..."
"Why didn't you tell me!?"
"I just couldn't. That wouldn't help. It would do nothing..."
"Do nothing?" Snotlout shakes his head, and stands up, "you still don't get it do you?" He walks over to me, taking a seat so he's almost touching my hip. Hookfang follows, laying down in between the fire and Snotlout, "This isn't about my dad. I don't care what he says about you. You're still a warrior. You got sick in the line of duty. A missing arm is a sign of warriorness."
"It's not a sign," I say, looking back to the ground, "it means nothing."
"It does. It means you're a warrior," He repeats, "a warrior doesn't give up."
"I have," I glare, "can't you see I have? We can't have this relationship because it just doesn't work."
"Are you serious? Don't say that!"
"If it does, then why does this keep happening. Us breaking a part."
"Its your fault," He whines, "you broke up with me."
"And before you broke up with me," That's when I realize something. Every time we were faced with a problem, a problem we could have fought and solved. Something that we ran away from. I groan, hitting my head with me knee's. It had nothing to do with us, "whats your problem?"
I shake my head, "I run away...I always run away. Whenever there's an issue or a problem I-" It was true, and I was such an idiot! It was selfish of me to break up with him, I thought I was doing it for him but I was doing it for me. To keep myself from dealing with this issue. Because I didn't fully trust him. "I'm sorry," I murmur, "I'm so sorry..." Indeed I am, for all the pain I am causing him, the confusion, the frustration. I'm angry at myself for doing something so stupid, but its the only thing that makes sense, "this is my fault. Everything's my fault."
Snotlout is beside me, Hookfang right next to him. He stares at me, like he was to burn a hole through my soul. I loved him, more than anyone has ever loved a person. With more passion than ever, more passion than before. And I miss him. I want him to give me a hug, to tell me everything is going to be alright. Even if he didn't do that, if it wasn't a part of who he was, I wanted to hear it.
Suddenly I feel a push from behind, and I'm inches away from his face. I have to pull myself away but I can't. I have to! I try to budge, try to move myself back towards Raefor, but I still can't. Out of the corner of my eye I see Hookfang's tail fly in the air towards Snotlout, and then our lips meet.
It's like normal, just a simple long peck. My eyes widen, and I tell myself that I have to pull back. This time, my body listens and i'm inches away from him again. "I can't..." I murmur. I can't be with you, everyone else will have complicated lives if we continue with this. We'll make them suffer. And then he's kissing me again. There's more urgency this time, more passion than any of the other times we've kissed before. My eyes don't close right away, but the moment we begin his do. I have to push him away. I can't let him get into my head...but even if my eyes don't close, I respond to his kiss with just as much urgency.
My hearts accelerating...it can't do that!
My mind is going blank...no! Fight it!
My eyes are beginning to shut...stop! Stop!
And then they shut, and my mind cannot speak. Its my heart that takes over.
My arm swings around his neck and I crush myself against him, feeling the fur of clothing against my arm. I don't care, my mind can scream at me after. I wanted him. I needed him. Otherwise I would die. His right arm wraps around my waist, and his left around my shoulder. I feel warm, like the cold air in the cave was suddenly gone. The passion grows, the intensity intensifies, and the rhythm picks up. We're crushed together, lost in the kiss. I couldn't marry that chief, I would be unhappy. Miserable. Because that chief wasn't Snotlout.
I realize how much I really missed him. How without knowing I longed to see him, get a hug and sit in his embrace forever. If I could do that, I'd be extremely happy.
There are no words to describe how much I love him.
It's hard to breath, my lungs are gasping for air, but I don't care anymore. I pull back only for a second, then once again crush my lips against his dry, chapped lips. He doesn't protest, instead he pulls me back against him and we're molded together. I can feel the pressure of his belt against my stomach. I moan, tilting my head the other way and crushing my lips back against his.
"I love you, " We finally pull away, my hands are on other side of his face, and I keep my forehead against his. He can protest if he wants, but I don't care, I just don't care. I open my eyes and gaze into his, and smile, "I love you."
Snotlout stares, and for a moment its like we're the only ones in the universe. A smile creeps on to his lips slowly, "Yeah. I know." I laugh. Here was the true Snotlout, the only man my heart would go with.
My smile widens, and I lean in, kissing him passionately.
When we finally pull away, I lay my head against his shoulder and we stare at the flames as they ascend towards the cave's roof. I don't know how long we sit there before I look out towards the cave opening, "I'm sorry," I caused him so much pain, "I should have said something."
"Nah, its okay," His arm is around my shoulder, "I guess I understand. I mean, my father can be a bit of a-" Her tries to find the words.
"Jerk?"
"Yeah, that."
Which reminds me of something, "My mom..." I sigh, closing my eyes, "is..." I don't know who to tell him, I don't know how he will take it. I don't want to tell him but I'm done with secrets. I'm done with small mistakes. He has to know, "...she's marrying me off to some random person." I speak faster than the flapping of a woodpeckers wings.
"What?"
I sigh, "Mom has some beef with marrying me off. When things...weren't working out she made some arrangement. Now I'm marrying some stupid chief in some far off island."
Snotlout glares, "And you're okay with that!?"
"Of course not," I exclaim, "I protested...but she wouldn't budge. She probably wouldn't budge for anything..." I glare, "I don't want to marry some stranger. But there's no way she's going to fall for-" I stop, "well you know."
"She has to. I'm not letting you marry some dweeb."
It was sweet of him, he meant well. And I had almost forgotten about this problem...this additional problem. I wasn't going to run away this time, I was going to face it head on.
A yawn escapes my lips.
"Go to sleep."
I look at him, "I don't feel like it."
"Stubborn...just go to sleep..."
"There's nothing to sleep on."
His faces goes red, "I wouldn't if...well..."
"I thought you didn't like that..."
"No ones looking," He looks at Hookfang, "what are you looking at!? Look over there."
The dragon snorts, turning so his back is to us. Raefor is beside me, laying on the ground with his eyes closed, "Its fine?"
"Didn't I just say that!?" He exclaims.
I laugh, closing my eyes and allowing sleep to take me.
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A yellow, bright cloud forms in the darkness. It's outlined in an orange, with wings growing from either side. It hovers in the darkness. I try to talk, i want to know what it is. But something stops me. My mouth won't open.
In the distance, I see a small spec. As it gets closer details more and more obvious. I see a mountain, green grass and ice spikes, homes, paths, people. Berk. Eventually I'm in Berk, and the darkness is replaced with a blue sky, clouds. I see everyone enjoying life. Nothing unusual.
The cloud approaches, turning a dark orange. Suddenly its a form...it turns in something...that orange dragon. The dragon lifts its wings, screeching and its screech echoes. My eyes widen, and I run as it starts to spray its awful goo on to the ground. All around me the goo splashes, hitting the ground and people. There's screaming. People with orange goo on them; some die within minutes and I cringe at their last breaths. As they gasp for air. Others touch the goo as they boots step forward to take another step.
I watch at the horror that unfolds. The dragon continues to fire goo, switching once and a while to fire, aiming right at houses. As they burn to the ground the dragon continues to reign horror upon Berk.
Suddenly I'm in a dark place, looking out as the horror continues to unfold. A little girl with a viking helmet watches. The dragon comes into view and she gasps, moving father into her hiding place. The dragon tilts its head, coming closer to the hiding spot. It sniffs, landing on the ground for only a single moment. Then it flies off and the horror ends.
Then I'm teleported to a similar scene; the night has come and the dragon reigns terror on Berk once again. I watch in horror as the remaining pieces of the town crumble.
When the dragon leaves, I'm left with nothing but silence. I walk around, avoiding the goo because I don't want to get its symptoms. I see bodies lying on the ground, some with blood flowing out of their bodies.
I see the little girl and I want to cry.
"The future," I hear a familiar voice say. I turn, Stoick is right behind me.
I gasp, "Stoick?"
"In the flesh!"
"Aren't you dead?"
"Yes, I am dead," He gestures towards the people, "but so are they."
"That dragon..." I continue to walk, Stoick following me, "...its been attacking Berk. Once we repair the damage, it comes back. Winters here, so we've been slow to repair anything. Plus that thing didn't come back once the snow fell."
"Aye," Stoick agree's, "the future. If nothing is done."
"What do you mean-?" I look around again, familiar faces catch my eye. They lay on the ground, eyes closed. I notice this as I approach them, "this...is going to happen?"
"Yes."
"But how?" I shake my head, "how can something like this happen!?"
"Easy now," He crosses his arms, "I may be dead, but i'm concerned too. These people...they are still mine."
"Is that why you're showing me this?"
"Yes," He points towards the familiar faces. I'm above them now...and I gasp. I see them...Hiccup...Astrid...Ruffnut...Tuffnut...Fishlegs...and...
Snotlout.
Their eyes are closed.
"They're dead..."
"Aye. This is a sight for sore eyes..."
"Why? That...Why are you showing this to me?"
He smiles, "Because you're the only one who can stop this."
"Me? Why me?"
"If nothing is done then Berk will perish," He smiles, "I'm counting on you."
And then he disappears.
"Wait? What am I-?"
Then the beast reappears, and it screeches at me. Lifting its wings it sprays the goo and I fall on to the ground. Suddenly I cant breath and as I lay on the ground a picture appears in front of me. A small person standing on a cliff, lifting her her hand...and a dragon leaning its head into her hand.
Death takes me home.