When Does Hiccup's Dad Die Novels & Stories

Scott was also suspicious as he didn't hear sounds of ridiculous laughter from his Dad's room. He walked slowly towards the room and unlocked it with the spare key he had with him. He saw to his shock,his Dad struggling for his life and Clarice looking for something around the house. "What's happening here? Dad!" Scott cried.as he rushed to his Dad and shook him. "Scott... don't.... don't let her...take it... don't let them"Scott's Dad managed to talk and then breathed his last. "Dad,stand up! Please, what's happening?" Scott cried as he shook his Dad.

"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.

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.

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.

"Continue with your passion, Sid. Continue your art. I love you, my firstborn." Sidhiel nodded. And with tears in his eyes, he kissed him on the forehead, believing that his father was going to survive. All throughout the operation, Sidhiel and Eara were in a chapel somewhere inside the hospital. When their father was rolled out from the operating room, he was unconscious. Then after exactly ten minutes, he was gone. Just like that. The doctors said that there had been a complication. Sidhiel zoned out from the doctor’s explanation. There's only one thing that is ringing in his mind and ear: His father was gone.. gone forever.

When had they developed feelings for one another? The suffocating memory of what happened during those wee hours of the morning suddenly flooded my mind. Doomsday hit faster than any of us could expect it. Five hours later, my dad's company was plagued by a financial crisis and went bankrupt three days later. After a week, scandals and dirty rumors befell the company. I packed up and left on a plane, flying far away from the land I called home. My dad had died because of them. He'd jumped off a building, and I'd seen his death reported on the internet.

*** I remember a year ago, I was still visiting my dad before my graduation- hoping and praying he'd make it. I had gotten a call from the hospital that had made my heart stop. "Hello?" "Hello miss, we're calling from the-" "Did something happened to my dad? Is he okay? Is he alright- what happened?" "He has responded miss," I freeze. My lips curling up. "But," my smile instantly falls. I hated that word. "unfortunately he had a seizure at 16:02," Right after I graduated. "and he fell into an unexpected coma. Ms Williams," the doctor sighs. "the chances of him living are slim. We don't know if he'll actually wake up-" I slowly removed the phone from my ear.

my reply was close to a growl. Crystal had arranged a dinner with her parents and I had accidentally blown it. She has been pissed about it, accusing me of always prioritizing Xyrra over her although it wasn’t exactly like that. When I was five years old, my dad died because of food poisoning. I knew people would raise their eyebrows, some would even laugh about it, so I kept it a secret and didn’t tell anyone about his cause of death. Only a few members of our family knew about it. Then on the night that I was supposed to have dinner with Crystal’s folks, I learned that Xyrra’d had food poisoning so I told Crystal and his family that I needed elsewhere and left. Even her folks seemed to und

“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.

her voice cracked, despite her best efforts to conceal her emotion. Dad stepped into the room behind her, his gaze sweeping over the two of us on the floor. The machine beeping in the background suddenly changed its rhythm, and I knew the tube was officially out. She couldn't breathe on her own. She was gone. I could beg my dad right now to plead with Jack, man to man. Maybe he would actually listen. This was his daughter we were talking about. Then, the doctor's firm, professional voice sliced straight through my cries. “Time of death. 5:13 PM. October 16.”