FIVE YEARS AGO

A ship slowly glides through the water. On that ship holds only one person. A person who perished far too young but was far from innocent. The person had dealt with far too much during their short existence.

A vast figure stands on the shore, watching as the boat sails further and further away. A crowd forms from behind him. And in that crowd are the people, who have come to say goodbye. Dragons of all types stand tall behind the crowd, honoring the small yet brave viking who saved them all from the evil that took their home.

The figure in the front steps forward, holding a bow and a single arrow. Another viking walks forward, a solemn look resting upon his face. He too, along with many others, holds a bow and an arrow. He gazes out at the ship and starts reciting a speech that they know all too well.

"May the Valkyries welcome you and lead you through Odin's great battlefield. May they sing your name with love and fury, so that we might hear it rise from the depths of Valhalla and know that you have taken your rightful place in Valhalla and may you now rest. For a great man has fallen: A warrior. A savior. A son. A friend." A tear falls from his face but he doesn't wipe it away. He lets it fall as the chief lights his arrow from a small fire.

Stoick the Vast raises his bow and arrow up to the sky. He lets go and watches it sail until it lands on the ship. Others follow his lead, more and more arrows making their way onto the ship. The ship burns, while still slowly sailing from the island from where their kin was killed.

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Hiccup groans as he slowly puts pressure on his foot. Bright green eyes watch him with concern, carefully looking for any signs that he may fall. Hiccup stands up straight with a determined expression. He looks over at the dragon carefully watching over him; he smiles reassuringly and takes a deep breathe, preparing himself.

He slowly takes his left foot from the ground and steps forward. However, his leg gives out and Hiccup falls towards the ground with a cry. A warm, black, scaly head catches him before he can hit the floor. Hiccup smiles and pats the dragon in thanks.

"C'mon Toothless. Help me towards the door." Toothless huffs in annoyance, however, it is fond. The dragon is slow as he helps his wounded viking towards the door.

Before Hiccup can reach for the door handle, the door swings open, revealing Steinar standing in the doorway with his arms crossed. Hiccup smiles weakly and adjusts his grip on Toothless's head.

He knows he should be resting, but he never liked being bedridden. And besides, he has been laying in the bed for the past few weeks already. He wants to get out and explore. However, both Steinar and Toothless are adamant on him resting.

"Bjart, what did I tell you? You have to rest. You seemed to have taken quite a beating when we found you," Steinar says as he helps Hiccup back to the bed. Hiccup rolls his eyes at Steinar's worry. Over the past few weeks, Steinar has taken to watching over Hiccup; keeping him from getting into trouble. Although, he wouldn't be able to get into that much trouble; the bottom half of his left leg had been replaced by a metal prosthetic, and he can't see from his right eye, thanks to the wrappings covering that side of his face and the top right of his torso.

"I know, I know, but I hate laying in bed all day. I want to get up and out of the house. I hope you know that you can't keep me here forever," Hiccup says with a smirk gracing his mouth.

The chief smiles at Hiccup's snark and he rests his left leg on the pillow. He takes off the prosthetic and sets it out of Hiccup's reach. Hiccup frowns and Toothless laughs at his predicament. Hiccup throws Toothless a look for his lack of help, though his glare holds no venom behind it.

"Well, your leg seems to be healing nicely. So you should be glad to know that you won't be stuck in bed for much longer. However, that doesn't mean you can go flying around all day on your dragon."

Hiccup sighs and accepts his face. "Well, what about my burns?"

Steinar looks up at Hiccup and seems to consider Hiccup's request. He nods and starts to unwrap the bandages around his head. When the wrappings fall onto the bed, Hiccup opens his right eye but he doesn't see anything to his right. That worries Hiccup.

"Your burns seemed to have healed. However, because the burns were so severe, there is a lot of scar tissue. How well can you see through your right eye?"

Hiccup tries blinking a few times, hoping to clear the fog on his right eye; no matter how many times he tries, he can't see anything except what is on his left side.

"I can't see anything."