How Did Hiccup's Dad Died Novels & Stories

“I was five. Thought a stethoscope could fix anything.” He turns his head slightly, watching me in the dark. “Is it about your parents? You never really talked about them.” I freeze. Fuck. Harper probably didn’t. And I’m about to say too much. I bite the inside of my cheek and tell the truth. “Mom died of it,” I whisper. “When I was five. Dad shot himself the same week—I found him. The sight… I—” Tears slide down my cheeks. He presses a kiss to my temple. “I’m so sorry.”

I whispered. My whole body was shaking. What the hell was happening? I turned to face my father—and saw him grinning. I blinked, and tears began streaming down his face. He fell to his knees, sobbing. Haley sat beside him and wrapped her arms around him. I shifted my gaze back to the television. Jarred was surrounded by reporters. “What can you say about your dad’s death?” “Do you feel sad about your father’s death?” “Do you feel good after trying to kill your friend?”

she said, her eyes never left my father, as if she was waiting for my father to deny her words. No, she can't possibly think that my father was responsible for Grandpa’s death. The report says he died from a heart attack, which is why he fell down the stairs. It makes sense why Dad had control after the death, and he was ready to put Jasper in charge of the family. “ He had a heart attack,” my father whispered before clearing his throat and saying, “ We know that already. If words get out about his mother's death, the Sage will not let us leave.”

My father was dead. "Dad! You promised to stay with me! " I grabbed his hand, which had grown cold, and placed it on my cheek. "Why are you, cold dad? Why? You promised to walk me down the aisle, but you left me. " I cried. I couldn't believe my father was dead. I slapped his bare chest, thinking he would wake up, but it was futile. "Wake up, Dad!" I expected a movement, but all I got was a lifeless body that had stopped breathing. "Dad! Stand up! " I continued to slap his chest, hoping that a miracle would happen. "That's enough, Hills." John tried to pull me away from my father's body, but I stayed glued to him. "He is gone, Hillary." He dragged me. "Let him rest in peace."

⁠ My dad had trusted him. “What about h‌im?” I asked, my th‍roat t‌ight. “Oh, yo‌u didn’t hear?” Claudia’s voice was faux-sympathetic. “‍H‌e pass‌ed. J‍ust‌ a week or so afte‌r your fathe‌r⁠. A sud⁠den stroke. So s‌ad.” She watche‌d me, drink‍in⁠g in my confusion. She could se‍e I hadn’t k‍no‌wn. “Gue‌ss you didn’t get a ch‍ance to⁠ compare notes with him.”

Almost a minute passed before Serena finally managed to speak. "My mum called..." Her voice cracked. My stomach dropped. "My dad..." She broke off. Then started crying harder. I grabbed her hand. "Serena..." "My dad died." The room went completely silent. For a second I thought I heard wrong. "My dad died this morning." I froze. Nia froze too. Neither of us knew what to say. A stroke. Her mum said it was a stroke. One minute he was there. The next... he wasn't. The rest of the evening passed in tears.

"Is anything wrong?" "Dad is dead," Hailey revealed and I almost stopped breathing in shock. "What?" I exclaimed and Mum nodded. "It was two years ago. He died out of a surgery complication," Hailey informed me. "Surgery?" "Didn't you remember that he was living with a heart disease?" She reminded me and I nodded just as all the puzzle pieces finally came together. His condition must have intensified to an extent that he needed surgery but he ended up not surviving the surgery. If I had being calling home, I would have known what was happening. I might have been able to be with him before he died or even attend his burial at least.

Yuan smiled at him. Letting out a relieved sigh, Dad looked at him in the eyes then said, “I’ve been waiting for you to finally call me that, son.” He pats Yuan’s shoulder but Yu pulled him for a hug. Dad hugged him back, and I swear, it’s the sweetest thing I’ve ever seen. “How’s the operation?” Yuan asked when Dad released him. Dad looked at me with sad eyes then shook his head. “He didn’t make it.” My heart died too many times within twenty-four hours, been resurrected many times, too, just to be murdered again.

Captain Carter sighed beside him before pulling him into a hug. "Alright, alright, don’t be sad. Let’s first find the murderer." However, Dad was engulfed in unbearable grief and collapsed helplessly onto the floor. The father who had been so strict in my memories was now crying like a child. "Scott, I'm sorry. I should have believed you." He must have recalled the time when I called him for help, to which he had simply replied for me to not contact him. Dad eventually fainted from all the crying and was taken to the hospital by Captain Carter. When Mom and Selene arrived, Dad had just woken up.

"Shut up, don't interrupt!" "Sorry, Grandma." Eric held his mouth so as not to interrupt Rossy's story. "Do you know what caused your father to die?" Eric shrugged his shoulders, as he remembered his father died mysteriously after his mother's death. Eric thought it was karma for his father for betraying a wife as good as his mother. "Actually your father died of leukemia." Eric twitched his mouth. But he didn't make a sound because he saw Rossy's hand signaling him to be quiet.