How Did Hiccup's Dad Died Novels & Stories

Laying there I realized that I was just going through the motions of everyday life. The Next Morning I went through the motions again while dressing myself and went downstairs to the dining room for breakfast, as I sat down I noticed that John and my father isn’t in the room yet. “Jon, do you know where our fathers are?” “In my office, I believe that they are discussing what they found out at the hospital yesterday.” “Oh, then we should know something shortly.” He nods as he watches the servers come in with our meals. After being served my father and John walks In. “There will be a meeting in the office after we finish eating.” John let us know. As we finish up with breakfast one by one we

Reporters make mockery of him openly now , their company was not even among the top twenty list of successful company in the country. " What is going on" he mutters frustrated already, the company will go bankrupt very soon . He sighs leaning back on his chair " I can't let that happen, father will disown me " Cedric bursts inside panting. " Sir , sir " " What is it " he growls all he wants is some peace and quiet. " It's your mom " Caspian seats up not liking the panic in his eyes " What happened to her " " She said your dad has a cardiac arrest and has been rushed to the hospital "

My ears picked up the flat beep of the heart monitor attached to my dad's heart, and without anyone telling me, I knew what had just happened. Dad was dead. He died without any warning. I didn't even say goodbye properly; I hadn't solved this puzzle of his cheating saga. The door slid open, and the doctor and two nurses rushed in, trying to revive him. I stood there, frozen like a statue, unable to move and unwilling to accept this painful reality.

He was bedridden, his body slowly shutting down each part, first his legs, then hands, and slowly his heart. It's like he went through this entire cycle of what the healer would call hallucination, paralysis, and stopping of the heart. Just like he was diligently given the yellow potion every day of his dying days. My heart jumps out of my throat at the realization of my last thoughts. As my eyes open wide with the large possibility of him being killed falling on me like a cold bucket of freezing water. Like he was fed the yellow potion. Dad was a healthy man all his life, and there was almost no chance he would fall ill over a span of a year. Was dad killed then?

"Dad's name is Blair." Mable recalled the scene when they met in the restaurant a few days ago. "That's not right. If I'm your mommy, why would your dad be so cold when he sees me?" Spike lowered his head sadly. "Because after Mommy disappeared, Dad had a major illness. He was in a coma for a long time and forgot about you when he woke up." Mable pursed her lips; this was quite a dramatic plot. What circumstances could cause someone to have a significant illness and forget their loved one after waking up?

I couldn't wrap it around my head that my Dad, whom I saw hours ago in his office, who gave me money and permission to go hang out with Ruby, my best friend, is lying cold in a morgue. The doctor said it was heart failure. His secretary said he had a visitor. After the visitor left, he came out of his office, gasping for air, and was rushed to the hospital where he gave up. And I don't know who to believe. The car came to a stop in front of our duplex. Just a glance at the front door made my tears come rolling again. “You need to stop crying, Jade," Ruby said gently, rubbing circles on my back. “I can't," I sobbed. “I can't believe that Dad is no more! He was okay this afternoon. How could h

He could make you feel small with just a look, and that stupid smirk of his could annoy me so much. “He died unexpectedly.” I started. I hadn’t talked about my dad’s death in some time. Once I was pregnant, that took all the attention away from everything else. "Mom called me, telling me dad had died. He was sick and had pneumonia, but nothing really serious. Healthy people don’t die from having pneumonia.” “So what happened?" Cas asked, his thumb moving back and forth over my stomach.

He stood up and faced them. “Doc, how’s my Dad? Is he stable?” He tried to be calm. The doctor took off his surgical mask and started talking. “We’re very sorry, but your father didn’t make it. We did everything we can to revive him but he is gone. Sorry.” The doctor bid him goodbye and slowly walked away together with his team. His knees lost strength so he slowly sat down. He can’t digest the word that the doctor said. Did he lose his dad? He is dead. Both of their parents are now gone.

I muttered back slowly, “it was not up to a month after Lily died, grandpa died too from an attack. It was hectic for my mum and I. she has always known him and he took care of her since when she was small. We both mourned him and Lily together even more than his children. One day dad came with a girl my age and announced her as his daughter, I guess he was waiting for his father to die so he would show his real colors.

“ Do you want to know one of my secrets? The main reason of everything? “ He asked me while breathing next to me. I can feel a huge voltage of electricity running in my system. I replied without a word, I nodded obediently as I was really curious about the past. I heard him took a deep breath before saying. “ I mentioned to you that my father died at my sixth birthday. “ He said then looked away. “ He didn’t killed himself, he was murdered right in front of me… “ He said that made half of my world collapse. His dad was killed? But who would do it? And how can a six year old child witnessed such a traumatizing happenings in front of his eyes and in his own birthday?!