How Did Hiccup's Dad Died Novels & Stories

“What's happened?" There was a terrible pause before my father responded. “Alpha Gerard has died." The words did not register at first, and my father went on to say that the Alpha had a heart attack. It was only then, as he said those final words, that reality hit me, and my heart pounded against my ribs so hard that I hiccupped as I sat up even straighter. “What?” I whispered in a small, broken voice, and my father told me he didn't have all the information yet.

Dad coughed violently and spat out a mouthful of blood before collapsing stiffly onto the floor. Rylan jumped in fright. However, instead of helping, he recoiled in disgust and shrank back. "Ew! Blood! That's so gross! Don't get it on my clothes, Dad!" … When Dad woke again, he was lying in a hospital bed. The doctor said it had been sudden cardiac arrest, brought on by intense emotional distress and years of suppressed strain. If he had been brought in any later, they might not have been able to save him. Dad opened his eyes and stared at the stark white ceiling, his gaze hollow.

He was silent for a while and I thought he wouldn't reply to me until he spoke. “Dad got wounded during the battle when the Red moon Alpha attacked, he was in and out of danger but everything was alright for a long while until 3 years ago when the sickness relapses, we got herbs to treat him but all to no avail. It was later that we found out that its caused by his friend's death Alpha Lesley that died on the battlefield which was why he wouldn't get well. So he died last year and mom couldn't take the grief so a few months after, she passed away too!!” He replied his eyes sad. “Why didn't you come for me? "I asked angrily at the thought that they knew where I am and they didn't come for me.

I turned and walked to the car. Just as the door clicked shut, a heavy thud came from behind me, followed by Felix's frantic screams. "Dad! Dad, what's wrong? Don't scare me!" Dad had suffered a sudden cerebral hemorrhage and was rushed into the ICU. The irony was cruel. This was the very hospital where I had spent a week caring for him around the clock when he broke his leg. Only now, there was no devoted son by his side.

I was panicking, and my tears kept rolling down my cheeks. "Dad, wake up! Dad, please! What have they done to you? What did they do…" My voice trailed off as I sobbed hard. While I was hugging my dad’s dead body, someone showed up at the door. It was Uncle Nick’s son, Lucas. There was no shock in his eyes, no worry, no remorse. But the way his lips curled up let me know who caused my dad’s demise. "It’s you and your father," I muttered under my breath.

He hugged my dad tight as he cried and I felt sadness hit. What the fuck happened? "Luke, my dad rubbed his back, What happened? Are you okay?",my pup sniffles and hugs my dad tighter. "You are sick, Luke cries, you can't leave me grandpa",I feel my gut clench. He knew. I shared looks with my dad and everyone else Luke knew my dad was sick.

My head began to spin “Wait, he had surgery? So, you mean those business trips that took months weren’t business trips?” The doctor nodded. “Your father didn’t want you to know. He said you would be distressed” Distressed was a mild way to put it. Mom had died of cancer as well.

“Has he done that? Is that what he did? Is that why he died? What will I do now? Did the rumors cause him hypertension leading to his death, it didn’t make sense. My father was a very strong and determined man who wouldn't joke with his health at all because he knew how important it is, so having hypertension that would kill him would never happen so it seemed suspicious to me. I knew someone had killed my father. “No father, please. Don’t leave me here alone, Father, I don't know what to do, please don’t leave me like this.” I wept, my heart shattered into a million pieces. My father is gone. The thought was unbearable. I stumbled backward, my mind reeling. “Ahhh!” I yelled with all my migh

"My dad when I was three years old. I don't remember much of what happened, but what I do know was one moment he was tickling me, making me laugh so hard and the next was my mum telling me he'd gone to heaven. I didn't understand a single thing." When I glanced at him, he was staring at me, surprise on his face. "Why.. wha-what happened?" He asked. I smiled through my tears. " My mom had asked him to get groceries, as we were running out of some things. He did go out but on his way back, a drunk driver had missed the red lights and hit him. He died on the spot. Just like that, no warning, no time for goodbyes." I hurriedly cleaned the stray tear that had trickled out and continued.

When he hung up, he threw the phone down and massaged his temples. "He wants to meet tomorrow," Dad whispered. "He wants to dissolve the partnership immediately." I was speechless. No prior notice? No legal grace period? what kind of a man is that? Before I could ask another question, my father began to cough. a strong hoarse sound that shook his entire frame. He started trembling, his eyes rolling back. I screamed for help, and within seconds, security and staff were flooding the room. The next few hours were filled with the smell of drugs, drip stands and hospital halls. The doctor eventually emerged to tell me he was stable but unconscious.