ASTRIDS POV

I woke to the cold morning, and the songs of terrible terrors on the rooftops.

I rolled over to find Hiccup gone, I sat up immediately and looked around spastically for the green eyed man.

"Hiccup?!" I called out

"I'm downstairs, calm down!" He called back, I sighed and began getting dressed.

He was making breakfast, I could smell it, though I couldn't tell what it was from smell.

I walked down the stairs, the fur blanket dragging behind me. "What'cha making?" I asked him tiredly.

He turned to me and gave a toothy smile. Damn, I'm never going to get over seeing those fangs. "Oh just some yak chops, the normal." He replied in a pleasant tone.

I sat down at the table to begin eating, I looked at the chop, he made just as I like it, at least I know his memory is ok.

I looked at his plate, something is off, I looked closer at his food. It's RAW, he's eating RAW chops! "Hiccup?" I called his attention, he looked up, a piece or raw meat in his mouth "you know that's raw right?" I asked with worry.

He stopped chewing and looked down. "Uhhhh well I may have noticed a change now." He replied flatly "that it's raw?" I asked with a hint of sarcasm, he nodded but then shook his head "well yes I found that out but I also realized I really like it raw." He said as he sliced and ate another slice "y-you like it raw?" I whisper yelled as he simply nodded and wiped his mouth with his arm.

I looked at his forearm, it had blood on it,that really is raw. This must be another sign of the lycanwolf infection.

We ate in silence, or at least until he wolfed down the rest of the chop in a blur, then smiling an awkward bloody smile as I looked at him with an indecipherable look.

I finished my meal and grabbed my axe, trudged out of the house and into the cold morning.

I did the usual morning chores: calming dragons, helping out the venders, checking stock of the food storage, etc.

When I finished the chores I was left with the usual choices, either go to the Meade hall for a well deserved meal, or go and let of the built up steam from the chores. I was going to go train in the forest but on my way there, the familiar sound of hunger stopped me in my tracks.

"Alright, Meade hall it is." I said as I turned on my heels and walked to the Meade hall for lunch.

As I opened the large doors into the crowded hall I noticed the chief's table missing a usual tall, lean shape at the table.

I brushed it off as I went to grab my meal.

Walking through the crowds of people to the gangs table I tried hard not to spill anything.

As I neared I heard a set of unfamiliar sounds.
Is that hiccup? He sounds different.

I push threw the last few people to get to our table to find hiccup drinking mead and laughing with the others, several other empty Meade jugs were scattered around the table and the floor nearby him, his words were slurred, and his movements sloppy. HE'S FUCKING DRUNK!

I marched up to the table and grabbed him by the ear, pulling him away "aawooah! No hey stahp!" I continued to yank him away.

I dropped him in the far corner of the room, away from everyone, even though I knew the others would be watching.

"Wat the hel ash" he whined as he held unto his sore ear. "What do you mean what the hel, you're the one drinking all that mead!" I whisper yelled "well I don't see a problem with drinking when ish ma right." He slurred, he was right but still.

"We both know being in the public isn't okay right now hiccup!" I continued, "wel please could you be sho kind ash to please let me have this, just once?" He whined sloppily. I sternly shook my head

He got that look on his face, he was stubborn "well that's fine, you can tell me no but I'll do it anyway." He declared "no you won't Hiccup, no way." I repeated "what are you gunna do?" He spoke quietly but yet threateningly, he took a few steps closer to me, placing his pointer finger unto my chest "I SAID what are you gunna do?!" He spoke louder now, a few people turned to look, the gang looked almost scared yet excited.

"Hiccup calm down! You're getting us unwanted attention!" I whispered, he poked my chest hard, practically pushing me "WELL THAT ATTENTION WOULDN'T BE HERE IF YOU LEFT ME TO MY OWN!" He spoke sternly and slightly louder, more people turned "hiccup please, I know this is the mead talking." I tried to get him under control "REALLY, OK YEAH SURE, MAYBE ITS MEADE, BUT MAYBE ITS ANGER ASTRID, MAYBE ITS ME LASHING OUT CAUSE YOU ARE OVERBEARING, MAYBE ITS BECAUSE YOU DON'T TRUST ME, OR THAT IM A BURDEN TO YOU!" He yelled in anger, it tore my heart in two. I felt tears threatening to surface but I pushed them away, in came the anger "REALLY?! OF COURSE YOU'D SAY IM AT FAULT HERE! YET I WAS THE ONE MOURNING WHEN YOU WHEN YOU WERE IN A COMA FOR ALMOST TWO WEEKS, AND CRIED MY ASS OFF EVERY TIME I SAW YOU BLEED OR GET HURT!! YET IM TO BLAME?! ITS ALWAYS LIKE THAT! CAUSE YOU REFUSE TO OWN UP TO HOW YOU AREN'T INNOCENT!! AND THAT YOU BLAME IT ON ME EVERY TIME! ITS ALWAYS LIKE THAT! AND YET YOU NEVER OWN UP!! AND AGAIN THIS TIME YOU DO IT! LIKE YOU'VE DONE IT BEFORE! AND YOU'LL DO IT AGAIN! SO TELL ME THE HEL WHY HICCUP! WHY DO YOU DO THAT?! AM I BURDEN?! DO YOU EVEN LOVE ME!?!" I yelled louder in an unmatched fury.

He was silent

"WELL?!?" I yelled again, everyone was watching

*CRACK*

He punches me in the jaw, the blood pouring through the newly made wound, the crack of my jaw at the blow and the way I was dazed with anger, betrayal, sorrow.

I hit the ground, gasps were heard as everyone saw hiccups actions. I turned just so much to face him, his eyes glowing with a green fire, of uncontrollable rage. His face twisted into a fanged smile of sinister pleasure. The sign, the eyes. I looked a Fishlegs, he nodded he sees it.

I try and stand, but he denies it.

Kicking the back of my leg, I crumble down again, he quickly places a firm foot on my neck, twisting it, to cause me pain.

"Let her go!" Said a man

"Stop this!" Said another

"It's not her fault, you MONSTER!" Said a woman

Hiccup let me go at the word. I flipped to protect myself suspecting an attack, but all I see is a panicking, confused, sorrow filled hiccup. I help myself up and grab onto him, he pries his arm away, his breathes sharp and shallow with panic. "I hurt you." He spoke softly "I told you this would happen." He spoke again "hiccup no-" I tried to speak but he silenced me as he grabbed my shoulders, the sudden movement making me yelp, this made a man in the crowd spring forward, suspecting hiccup was attacking me.

Hiccup wasn't ready for it, the man aimed for the head, missed, hiccup instead took it to the shoulder, hissing at the wound, the man chuckling at his pain "STOP!" I shouted at the man, he turned to me "why, he'll just hurt you again." He spoke clearly confused "it's just- the Meade" I lied partially, he shook his head "he isn't good." He spoke as he walked off, not before hiccup spoke "neither is your aim asshole." He spoke with venom, the man turned "what'd you say?" He asked with anger laced in "I'm sorry I meant, your a pitiful excuse of a swordsman." He spoke louder, the venom clearly striking the mans nerve "excuse me?!" He yelled out "for the love of Thor, YOU SUCK ASS MAN how hard is that to understand?!" He yells back.

The man charges at hiccup, roaring in fury, hiccup brought out inferno, lighting the blade, and parrying the attack. The man stumbled backwards.

Slicing at hiccup again with carelessness and fury, he dodges barely and counters to the the mans hip, although the man dashed away, he hissed at the flames.

Hiccup followed aiming an overhead swing at the man, letting out a war cry, he swung, the blades met, yet the older mans clumsy attempt at blocking made his hold falter, and hiccups blade broke through slicing the mans chest.
The man roars in pain holding the seeping wound, with one hand, and holding his bent blade in the other, hiccup held his blade firm, raising it above his head to finish the fight.

I rushed out and grabbed his arm, holding it back from striking the man. "Hiccup no he's not worth it, don't stoop to his level." I spoke quietly as to not offend the older man.

Hiccup paused, but then pulled his arm away, and placing it upon the hilt and raising it again. "I'm already on his level." He spoke louder, hate lacing the words before he struck out "HICCUP NO!" I screamed in an attempt to stop him, but it was too late, the blade was plunged into the mans heart, the tip of the blade sticking out the back, as both sides bled. I could've sworn I heard Hiccup laugh at the sight before he pulled the blade out of the man's corpse.

I couldn't register anything, this was all wrong, this wasn't him, we have to do something.

I was pulled out of thinking as a loud voice boomed out among the crowds of murmurs and controversy.

"WHAT IN ODINS NAME HAS HAPPENED?!?" Stoick boomed as he pushed through the crowds, "Stoick sir it was a simp-" I tried to explain but he pushed me aside, grabbing hiccup by the throat and holding him up, the crowds gasped.

"WHAT.HAVE.YOU.DONE!?" He roared, "I... defended.... m-myself." Hiccup choked out. I raced up to Stoick holding his arm to get his attention "the man attacked him, he defended himself." I concurred.

Stoick looked as though he was processing it, before he dropped hiccup, he landed with a thud, letting in gulps of air. Stoick kneeled down to hiccup "what happened?" He asked

Hiccup kept breathing hard for a few seconds before answering "what Astrid said dad." He spoke hoarsely "all of it Hiccup, what was all that happened?" He spoke more sternly. I gulped, Stoick wouldn't want to hear this at all "I- I was drinking, and I got angry at astrid because she didn't want me drinking, and- and... Gods it all happened so fast, I..... I" he looked at me with eyes filled full of guilt, before looking at the ground "I hurt her." He confessed.

Stoick looked at me, probably seeing the busted lip, and the newly formed bruises, he sighed "as much as I hate to do this son..." he spoke quietly. We waited patiently for him to give his reply

He suddenly grabbed hiccup by the throat hauling him up, and choking him. I raced up as did the gang as we tried to calm him down. "WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO MY SON?!?" He roared at hiccup what but that's hiccup "sir that's hiccup! Calm down please!" I pleaded, he looked at me "NO WAY IN HEL! MY SON WOULD NEVER KILL A SOUL UNLESS HE POSITIVELY, ABSOLUTELY HAD TOO, AND HE WOULD NEVER, NEVER HURT YOU!" He yelled, his grip tightened, hiccup's grip was getting loose "LET HIM GO YOURE KILLING HIM!" I pleaded once more

Stoick's tight loosened but he didn't let him go "if this is my son, then he will live, but this won't go unpunished, as chief I sentence him to 1 month in prison!" He spoke with authority.

He threw him to the ground, where guards grabbed him and pulled him away, I tried to run after him but Stoick stopped me.

"You can visit him, time will go by faster than you'd think, things will sort out, just please, let me handle this." He spoke softly, I never took my eyes off hiccup, but I nodded regardless

"Okay" I replied "I trust you."