Mine Forever
Part 2
For Euphoria1peace
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Yandere!
Ten years after the other one ended.
(You're 34, Hiccup 36, (G/ N) 15, (B/N) 13)
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You gently shook your fifteen year old daughter awake. "(G/ N)," you whispered, "wake up, sweetheart."
She immediately turned around, eyes wide open. "I'm already packed," she said.
You blinked. How?
It was like she read your thoughts as she answered, "It's no secret how dad treats you, mom. I've been packed for years. I repack with new supplies every six months." She reached under her bed and pulled out a brown bag. "It only has a few pairs of clothes and some water. I always predicted that you'd take care of the food."
"Same," a voice said, from the doorway. You turned to see (B/ N), your thirteen year old son. He still didn't talk much, only saying what was needed and when, and especially never around Hiccup.
Hiccup never hit the children- which was the only reason you never left- until last night. (B/ N) stood up to him as he was yelling at you and got smacked across the face. Luckily, you managed to distract Hiccup before he starting beating (B/ N).
That was the last straw though. What made your final decision? You, with the kids, were leaving Berk. Forever.
(B/ N) brought you back to reality when he raised his brown bag, also with some clothes in it.
You smiled softly. "Alright then, let's go."
You snuck outside and climbed on the back of your dragons before flying off into the night.
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You flew almost endlessly for months. At first, you barely got any sleep and if you did, the nightmares were of Hiccup finding you and taking you back to Berk. After the second month, you began to relax a little. Surely Hiccup wouldn't search this far for you; though, he did kill your friends to make you his forever, so who knows what he would do. The weather was much warmer than Berk, there was greener and more plentiful grass (which awed you and the kids), and you quickly discovered you had to hide your dragons here, for there were no dragons. Odd, I know, but true.
Once again, you had the kids land for the night, made dinner while they set up camp, ate, and fell into a deep sleep.
You woke up to brown eyes staring at you.
"AH!" you yelled, and jumped up. Your foreheads hit and sat up. "Oh my gods, I'm so sorry," you quickly apologized, rubbing your forehead.
The man laughed. "Nah, it's fine."
You looked for (B/N) and (G/ N); they were both still sleeping, laying their arms out with their hands connected as they slept. (AN: Aw, siblings getting along... if only it was like that all the time at my house.)
"W- Who are y- you?" you stuttered, slightly fearful of the male.
"Flynn Ryder ((Eugene, though he'll tell you his real name later))," he answered, with a smug smirk. The smirk was different from Hiccup's, and didn't strike fear through you. "What's yours, Angel?"
"(Y- Y/ N) (L/N)," you replied.
"So, (Y/ N)," you name rolled off his tongue with ease and brought a small smile to your saddened face, "what's a pretty lady like yourself doing sleeping on the forest floor?"
"W- well-" you looked around, but failed to find a reasonable distraction. "Look," you pointed at the sky, "a flying dead bird!" Sure enough, he looked up, ((AN: my twin and I will do this in the middle of a conversation. She said once said it in the middle of class and everybody except four people looked up. We laughed...)) and you laughed. Seriously, who looks at the sky to see a dead bird and if the imaginary bird was truly dead, why would it fly? People were gullible, that's for sure.
He quickly looked back at you and smirked, "Good one, now answer the question. Please," he quickly added. Hiccup never said please, and only thanked you when someone was listening.
"Well, uh," you started, but couldn't finish.
"We ran away from our abusive father," (B/ N) answered. You looked back over at them and saw they were both awake. "Now, get away from our mom."
Flynn obeyed and moved back some. "Oh. I have a cottage nearby, you can stay there for a while if you'd like," he offered.
"No thanks, we're g-" (B/ N) was interrupted by (G/ N) whispering something into his ear. "Ugh, whatever. Fine, we'd love to, thanks for offering." He stood up and we quickly packed our stuff before following him to his cottage. Our dragons didn't seem to bother him much, which was rare around here, but I paid it no mind.
He let us stay for a month but during that time, I spent many days with Flynn Ryder, and love once again sprouted in my heart. Surely, I told myself, it wasn't real and if it was, he'd turn into Hiccup, so you lied to yourself and locked your feelings away.
He let you stay for a few more months, saying he rather enjoyed your company, and your love for him grew. The kids liked him, and (B/ N) talked more than he ever had before, which pleased you. You learned he hated Hiccup's favorite food- which he never complained about before- and loved your favorite meal- which you use to rarely make since Hiccup didn't like it. (G/ N) also became more outgoing. They both smiled and laughed often and you found a sparkle in their eyes you had rarely seen before. They were happy here, and so we're you.
You all three thought Hiccup had given up on trying to find you, and began to be happier like your children. Your hopes and dreams of freedom shattered when you saw Hiccup on your third month there.
"Well, well, well," you heard the sickening voice repeat. You froze. He was behind you, and you were only a few yards from the cottage, returning from your morning stroll. "What do we have here? Oh, I know, a naughty girl who needs her punishment," he chuckled.
He spun you around and you let him, unable to move. He hit you hard, and you fell to the ground with a thud!; kicked you, but you didn't fight back; shouted ugly words and directed them at you, but you never retorted back. You curled yourself into the familiar ball and tried to go back in time to before Hiccup came.
"Mom!" (G/ N) jumped in front of you. Hiccup didn't back down, striking her like he had done to you.
"(G/ N)!" (B/ N) called, he ran to her, and took the hits Hiccup would've given her.
"Hiccup! Stop it!" you begged, pulling on his arm. "Stop hurting them! Please, Hiccup!"
He back handed you and grinned. "Look at me weak, pathetic, useless family."
You never saw the punch coming; Hiccup didn't either. Flynn and knocked him down with a single strike. "How dare you? (Y/ N) is a beautiful and talented woman. She is strong and forgiving and courageous and perfect. (G/ N) is just like her mother, outgoing, artistic, creative, and special. (B/ N) is quiet, but means what he says, he's strong, like his mother and sister, brave, protective, and caring to those he cares about. They are wonderful people. How dare you treat them with such disrespect; such cruelty and hateful- ness as you do now."
His kind words surprised you. He, who had taken you and your children in without much thought. He, who allowed you to feel love and not fear. He, who helped bring out your children's happiness. And he, who now defended and protected you from your abusive husband. Yes, indeed, you loved this man. Yes, you accepted it now. No, you didn't fear he would turn into some scary monster unlike your last lover, who stood in front of him now.
Hiccup was mad, no doubt, and pulled his arm back to his seemingly favorite action- a punch. Flynn, however, didn't do nothing, he stoke first and continued to fight Hiccup until Hiccup accepted his defeat and flew away without another threat or word.
"Flynn!" you cried. "Are you alright?" Your eyes searched desperately for any injury Hiccup might have given him. You found none, much to your delight.
He smiled and gently cupped your cheek. "I'm fine, but you're not."
"It's okay, I'm fine. I'm used to it." Your words nearly shot a dagger threw his heart. How could anyone harm a gem as special as you, he wondered?
"Don't say that," he pleaded. He kissed your forehead before asking the children if they were hurt. With your help, he tended to their few wounds.
That night, you sent the kids to bed early and you had Flynn sit down at the dining room table to tell him of your past.
"Well," you began, and told him of how Hiccup locked your friend and yourself up at teenagers and murdered them. You told him of how he forced you to stay, to have kids, how his abuse started, and what caused you to take the kids and vanish in the middle of the night.
"I'm sorry," he said, with sorrow- filled eyes.
"What for?"
"For not protecting you sooner."
"It's not your fault. Please don't feel guilty about it. Besides, you're the one who brought my children joy; you taught me what love was."
"Love?" he questioned, hope in his expression.
"Uh, y- yes," you stuttered, realizing your mistake. "Flynn-"
"Eugene," he corrected.
"Eugene?"
"My name. My real name."
You smiled kindly, and rested your hand on his. "Eugene, I love you."
He smiled, looked into your (E/C) eyes, and said, "I love you, too."
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It's so weird writing Hiccup as the bad guy... but I think that turned out well. I hope you enjoyed it and have a great day! :)