Hiccup vanishes after Berk turns its back against dragons one too many times.
In his travels, he runs into Viggo Grimborn, a man who not only appreciates his genius but also sees dragons as more than violent beasts. It’s easy to fall for his silky words, to be drawn into his mind and allow the man to impress his ideas upon him. Of course, it helps that Viggo can get Hiccup all the supplies he needs for his projects and all the man asks in return is favors.
A day’s work in the forge. An escort to keep dragons calm during transport. Information from the reclusive Defenders of the Wing and Wingmaidens. A night in his bed.
By the time Hiccup runs into his old peers, he’s far outgrown them and their mission. He’d rather defend the man that encouraged his nature than side with those that failed to stand by his side.
Swap au when Alvin finds out stock hired Humongous to kill his own son just to be rid of him (hiccup is confused and disturbed by the care and affection)
So in this au everything is the opposite. Hiccup is a very difficult child, violent, anti-social exetra. After trying to parent him for six years Stoick and valhalarama give up on him. Stoick wants to cast him out of the tribe after his son uses the outcasts to overthrow his ship, but is afraid that if he does Hiccup will just come back with vengeance in mind. This leads to him hiring Humungus to murder his own son. Fortunately, Alvin isn't about to let that happen.
Thoughts on evil Hiccup who actually isn't evil, just Hiccup but with an insatiable bloodthirst who instead of trying to fix things through conversations just parts to the bloodshed
Toothless has a lot to do with Hiccup's evil side
Trust me, a LOT, and this lot includes a heart. A physical heart.
Use this as an example of what I have in mind
Tw: mentions of sensitive topics
Heres how the villains die in this AU
Alvin is safe cuz I still need to finish rob and dob💔
Dagur: He's fine, nothing really happens cuz of the same reasons above, but based on the rtte part of the lore, he turns out unharmed cuz he's frend (yay)
Ryker: burned alive
Viggo: hanged
Krogan: doesn't die but is out there, somewhere...
Johann: Pierced by as much knives he got up his sleeves, bleeding
Drago: Doesn't die, but is kept... "In the basement". (The price for killing Stoick is way more cruel than death)
Grimmel: Either tortured to death for trying –and sadly (emphasis on sadly for this lore) failing– to actively kill Toothless or escapes, still havent figured that out yet, but he will be very important for the lore
“Odin, forgive me…” Hiccup whispered as the head of the leviathan slowly rose overhead to block out the sun. The shadow engulfed in a sea of darkness as the leviathan’s six eyes all stared down at him. With a heavy paw, the giant dragon stepped forward, crushing a hut under its talons as it approached. It’s massive jaws slowly opened to reveal teeth as long as his swords and as wide as his hips. The maw of the giant slowly descended on him as the sounds of screams and sobs died to silence. His ears rang as the humidity of the dragon’s mouth wafted over him. He was going to die. After everything he’d been through, everything he’d done to get to where he was now. After killing that dragon— this was his end. It was poetic in a way. And in a way, Hiccup felt a sort of peace as those jaws slowly started to close around him. His eyes slid shut. And with a great snap, the leviathan’s jaws closed around him.
Okay…. So I saw a video by P4perback on Instagram, and it inspired this little prompt.
P4perback video
Warnings: violence, angst, mentions of death, language, blood, and a slight change to the second movie
Word count: ~1k
Masterlist
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"Hiccup, what're you doing?" You pulled your helmet off, lowering your axe slightly as you stepped up to the man you once called a friend.
"What do you think, my dear, YN? I'm doing what I do best," he gestures broadly around him to the various dragons aboard the ship, "training dragons."
You grit your teeth as you place a hand on Toothless' head, and raise your axe toward the person you once called a friend.
"This isn't you Hiccup, what would-"
He cut you off by igniting his sword, pain, and anger rolling off him. "Don't you ever mention her name! You have no right to speak her name to me!"
You swallowed thickly, but kept a firm grip on your axe.
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The day that Drago went to challenge the other Alpha, one that ended in bloodshed and the loss of the dragons.
Hiccup was aiding his mother in releasing dragons from steel traps. You had been confronted by Drago after falling off your dragon.
"Where's the Dragon Master?" He snarled, brandishing his hooked staff in your direction.
"I will never tell you where he is," you snap back.
At your defiance, Drago swung his staff at you, and the sheer force of trying to block it had sent you to your knees. The only person, or dragon, to notice your distress and losing battle was Toothless, who had left Hiccup's side to aid you. And what a mistake that had been.
A dying screech rang through the air as Drago's alpha came out victorious.
"Where's your alpha now?" He grinned at you. Waving his staff above his head and yelling like a banshee as he drew the alpha's attention before pointing at Toothless.
"What're you doing," your brows furrow, before realizing too late that he was gaining control of the dragons.
"Toothless, hey," you drop your axe, attempting to get Toothless to see you.
"YN!" Astrid yelled, sprinting in your direction. She watched with wide, blue eyes as Toothless opened his maw to blast. "Run!"
You feel a hard shove and heat graze above you before you feel the cold of the snow.
"Astrid?" You call dazed, but you swear you hear it twice.
Crawling from your spot, you see the blonde under a pile of snow that's slowly beginning to stain red. You're still on your hands and knees as you watch Hiccup run and collapse at the side of your friend, frantically searching for a heartbeat.
You only begin to stand when you see him shove Toothless away, one who is no longer being controlled by the alpha.
Gripping your shoulder, you hobble over, "H-Hiccup?"
You're met with a teary-eyed glare that has you halting midstep.
"Get out of here!" He yells, bringing Astrid closer to his chest, "It should've been you!"
"Hiccup, no, please," you beg, reaching out a hand like you're trying to tame a dragon.
He swats it away harshly, "Both of you! Leave!"
Toothless whimpers, but lets you mount his saddle before you both fly away from the remaining riders.
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Your heart aches for the person you once had feelings for, the one who ultimately threw away whatever relationship you had. Even the one with his dragon.
You gesture broadly around you to the bodies lying lifeless on the boat. "So this, this is what you've been doing? Slaughtering those who oppose you?" Your eyes narrow on his lax figure.
"Wouldn't you do the same? If you had the one you loved ripped away from you like that?"
You watch the way he talks with his hands, following the movement of the hand holding the lit sword.
"You're no better than Drago," you seethe, taking a step in his direction, and you see the way he bristles at the name.
"I'm nothing like him!"
"But you are! Using dragons against people who don't agree with you!"
Hiccup lunges at you but stops a few feet short as Toothless blasts the deck in front of him.
"You're no better, you traitor!" His voice breaks, seeing two people he used to call friends, fight him.
Growls rip from the Nightfury's throat, mouth glowing with a faint purple light as he readies another blast.
"He was under the influence of the alpha, Hiccup! What was he supposed to do? He was aiming at me! Astrid pushed me out of the way!" You swing your axe at him.
Your axe and his sword are locked against each other.
"You shouldn't have been a shitty viking! Should've been better, should've been like her!" He manages to drop the locked weapons making you stumble as he swings his sword into your back.
You thought his words wouldn't get to you, but they still do, and now to top that with the stinging sensation in your back you crumple to the ground.
"You were always weak, spineless even," he took his booted foot and shoved you flat against the deck, successfully knocking the air out of you.
Rolling away from the downward swing of the blade, you ask, "and what about being the peacekeeper everyone talked about? Where did he go?"
"He died three years ago," he growled out, pointing his sword at your neck.
"Then let's end this," you grip the blade with your hand, cutting your fingers and palms in your grip.
There's the slightest look of hesitation flickers across his eyes before it vanishes completely. He uses his other hand to brace the sword, preparing to plunge it into your chest before you call out one last time.
"Toothless!"
He whirls around when he hears the all too familiar whistling of the Nightfury about to fire a blast.
