The war is coming. I can feel it in the air. I smell it from the air. I've broken my son. He's now a monster thanks to me. Why didn't I hear him? Why didn't I make amends instead of destroying everything? Why did I let him go?

He's now someone I don't even recognize. He's so full of anger. It terrifies me. His eyes look budging red and there's so much animosity. The blood loss in his eyes. Is he really dead? Is he really a vampire? 

"Ah, don't beat yourself up about this." Gobber says.

"I wouldn't if he wasn't my son." I growled. 

"Ah, it wasn't your fault." Gobber says.

"Tell that to him and the dragon." I growl.

Gobber looks down.

"Aye, Gobber. What have I done?" I ask.

"Break me." A voice says behind me. 

I turn.

"Hiccup! Son!" I walk forward.

He draws back.

"I can't stay too long. The sun will be coming up." He says.

"I am so so sorry." I save.

"Save your pity. I don't need it. I'm stronger than I ever was." Hiccup says. 

His mouth was covered in blood.

"Was it even worth it son?" I ask.

He looks down.

"I don't know." He mutters.

"Hiccup, please, stop this madness." I draw forward.

He looks up at me. 

"How am I supposed to do that?" He cocks his head. 

I reach for him. He draws back. I then see him let out a breath. I watch as his hand reaches for me.

"Dad- I-" Then a chain wraps around his neck.