I Love You to the Edge and Back (A How to Train your Dragon Fanfiction)

Chapter Eight: Dragon Eye of the What

"Everyone out, now!" Ordered the Chief. Astrid followed everyone out, taking one last look at Hiccup. I hope Stoick jogs Hiccup's memory. For Berk's sake and mine, Astrid thought, smiling briefly at the others before exiting Hiccup's hut, wanting no one to see her cry.

Sitting down at her tactical plans drawing desk that Hiccup made her, Astrid decided to write to Heather, asking her and Dagur to come.

Dear Heather and Dagur,
Hiccup's hut was attacked by Viggo Grimborne's last living relative; his daughter. She is seeking vengeance, and is attacking leaders of every tribe and\or army. I ask for you to come to the Edge, for your safety, and the safety of the Berserker Tribe.
-Astrid

She couldn't stop the few tear drops that landed on the paper. She wiped them away as best she could, and tied the paper to the leg of a Terrible Terror. She let the dragon go, and then wiped away the remaining tears on her face. She stumbled over to her bed, feeling slightly exhausted. Upon closing her eyes, she dreamed that all of this was a nightmare, Hiccup was okay, and he still loved her with all his heart.

When Astrid was throwing her axe at a tree early the next morning, a Razorwhip dragon landed next to her. "Hey. Got your letter. We came as quickly as we could," Heather said.

"Wait, where is Dagur?" Astrid asked.

"He went to Berk with Gobber so Stoick could be with Hiccup," Heather explained, axe leaving her hand at an incredible rate. Astrid drew her's, and threw it at a different tree. "I know you mentioned Hiccup was targeted, but what happened to him?" Heather asked.

Astrid grunted as she pulled her axe from a tree. "He lost his memory."

"Whoa, his memory is, gone. Poof?" Heather asked.

"Pretty much," Astrid said, tracing the notches in the wooden handle with her fingers.

"What about Toothless?" Heather asked.

"When Hiccup's hut collapsed, Toothless protected him. He has a minor gash on his leg, but Gothi bandaged it," Astrid explained, the axe flying from her hands once again, tired of feeling helpless.

"Oh Thor. Is he alright? How much does he remember?" Heather asked, question finally dawning on her.

"I don't know. Stoick wanted wanted all of us to leave before I could find out," Astrid replied, picking up her axe off the ground. "We should get going. Maybe Hiccup has his memory back," Astrid said hopefully.

No. Such. Luck. Hiccup Haddock, the greatest Dragon Rider in the known Archipelago, had memories up to his fourteenth birthday party. When he was still the town nuisance.

"Aren't you supposed to be disappointed in me?" Hiccup asked when Astrid walked in. He didnt so much look in her direction. Instead, he looked at his father in fear.

"No, Hiccup. Those days are over. I now understand, all of Berk does," Stoick replied, reaching for Hiccup's arm.

"Don't touch me! You hate me," Hiccup replied.