(A/N) So hey guys! These stories will not follow anything but will have a short summery in the beggining of each one. There one-shots and this is how it started. I was on my documents one day, when I decided to pass time by writing 100 fanfiction ideas! One night, when I was extreemly bored, I decided to look thorough the ideas, and wanted to write the first one titled 'Branded by the enemy'. Thats when I challenged myself to write a one shot for all 100 ideas, so expect at least 100 chapters in this story, though there could be ficlics, lets read!

Summery:

This one is How to train your dragon RTTE season 3 episode 1 Enemy of my enemy. Basicly, what are a few things that could've happened in the scene where Dagur leaves Hiccup tricking the dragon hunters so he can go find Toothless, if one of the dragon hunters had A huge disliking for Hiccup, and decided to brand him to have the dragon hunters mark on his face since he won't give up Toothless' location? Well here's some answers!

Branded by the Enemy

Hiccup wouldn't have admitted it, but when the dragon hunter grabbed his arm saying they'd try to 'Burn a hole in his memory' he was a bit scared. He saw one of the men around him grab a scualding hot peice of metal from a fire pit that was used for branded property, and on some occasions people, such as in forms of punishment or in some tribes, slavery. His eyes widened for a short moment as he realized what they were planning, before he started stuggling, replacing fear with anger and defiance. Un fortunatly, his striength was nothing compaired to the dragon hunter holding him.

The metal got so close. The heat was painfully close, and Hiccup knew if they got away with this, it would hurt that much worse. He pulled his head back till he couldn't anymore. His neck hurt how much he was straining it to stay back. The heat got closer, as his eyes watched the iron slowly aproached. These guys really have a thing for making the moment last don't they? He thought sarcasticly and angrily to himself.

Small growl like noises escaped his gritted teath as Hiccup feared more and more the pain that was aproaching. "Now you'll be a part of the dragon hunters." The man holding him said, and Hiccup tried to fight even more. They wouldn't get away with this. They couldn't.

It was so close Hiccups hole body was moving trying to escape the hunter, when he heard a voice he never thought he'd be happy to hear. "No stop, i'll take you to the night fury!" Dagur yelled. Hiccups relief quickly deminished as he realized the new situation. "Dagur no!" He shouted.

Dagur ran past Hiccup, burning the ropes off his hands. He looked to Hiccup, seeing he looked desperate. "Sorry brother." Hiccup looked hurt. "You'd only slow me down." Dagur took off running.

Hiccup shouted after him, but even though Dagur was hurt and confused by the boys words, he knew dragging Hiccup along would make the dragon hunters follow them. If he didn't leave Hiccup behind, they'd both be followed easily. He was doing the best for both of them. If only he had time to explain that to Hiccup.

"Your a fake Dagur, A fake! I hate you!" Hiccup shouted after Dagur. He trusted him, and this is where it got Hiccup. He'd never felt so defeated in his life. This was awefull, and his face showed it.

"So you wanna help your dragon, help yourself?" The hunter from before asked Hiccup. Hiccup looked down, then yanked away from the man restraining him. "I'll die before I talk!" "And die you shall, Viggo will make sure of that. But- wait a minute, aren't you the one who destroyed my entire fleet of ships?" The hunter speeking said, fury starting to be recognized. "No idea, i've destroyed alot of ships." Hiccup shrugged with sarcasm.

The hunter looked more mad than ever. "My brother died in that attack!" He shouted. Hiccups eyes widened at the realization. "I-i'm sorry, but we were fighting to protect ourselves and the dragons. We were defending ourselves and our friends." Hiccup said in a stern voice.

"I've been wanting revenge on you for a wile now! You can tell us where that blasted night fury is, or we can show you our persuasive skills right now! Your choice." The hunters voice started beccoming dangerously calm and the two other hunters seemed to agree with him. They held there swords and maces.

Hiccup was a bit scared now at the sudden change in situation. "I-I'm not saying anything." He remained stubborn. "Very well then." A man grabbed him from behind, fully restraining Hiccups arms and holding him still.

They picked up where they left off, at a bit of a faster pace. Hiccup tried to resist them, but he could hardly move. Even his foot was holding a bit of extra weight, making it hard to move his legs. He wanted to yell in protest but he knew he couldn't go get Toothless. It was his fault they left without support. And now, he just had to face the concequences.

If only those consequences weren't red hot and made of metal. Hiccup thought. The red crept closer. Stinging sensations flooded his skin, and time seemed to move slower as the weapon in hand got closer enough to graze his skin.

He didn't look anymore, his eyes were shut so tightly they hurt, and suddenly...

"Ah, Gods stop it!" The screem was a small yell he tried to surpress it, but it grew to a voice that'd make you cry if you'd heard it in less than half a second. Hiccup tried to pull back but it was no use. First the bottom of the metal on the side of his neck, then it slowly moved up. Across the side of his mouth, and ending half an inch or so below half his left eye, not to farm from his nose.

At first he was stubborn, thrashing and kicking to get out of there grasp. After his mind realized there was not only no way to escape them, but the pain was just gonna get worse though, Hiccup slowly started giving in.

His pained screems started comming out as choked breaths as he went from struggling to tense, before finally breaking down in sobs, his tears stinging the burning flesh under the metal. He felt week and dizzy, un able to support his own weight.

"P-P-please..j-just..Stop!" Hiccup could hardly breath. His words were slurred and you could tell he was crying in un imaginable pain, just by listening to one word. When Hiccup couldn't move at all because the dizziness around him, he felt a tearing and pulling feeling in his face, before the metal was finally removed.

Hiccup was pushed to the ground, and he had no striength to sheild himself from the earth below. He reached up to his face, trying to cover it, but only hurting it more. His entire form shook in the short grass below as his bleeding and blistered left side of his face burned unbearably bad.

After a minute or so of not being able to even think about the dragon hunters laughing or comments, Hiccups sobbing died down. He wanted to be infuriated, to try and fight the people who left there mark on him permanantly. He couldn't. Hiccup left the edge disobeying Astrid, but now, he was scared to disobey these people.

He would get his payback by saving some dragons later of course, but Hiccup didn't dare speek a word as the hunters picked him up, practicly dragging him to there ship. They were about to step on bored, when a hunter spoke to Hiccup like they were in casuall conversation. "So, wanna help that dragon and yourself or not?" He asked.

A small shiver went thorough Hiccup at the thought of what they might do. He brought his hand up to lightly lay on his still burning and now throbbing cheek. He wanted to shout a comback about how he would never give in, but decided to settle for a quiet 'no' instead.

The hunter got mad again, and was about to punch Hiccup, when he looked up to see a familiar sight. The sound of a night fury blasted thorough the air, as Hiccup looked up with a huge smile despite his pain knowing his best bud was alright.

"Hah hah! What?!" Hiccup was happy but confused seeing Dagur on Toothless. He was going to get Toothless. He wouldn't have had the chance if I wasn't a diversion. That's why he left. Hiccup thought to himself, feeling slightly better he wasn't betrayed.

"I have no idea how you stomach that." Dagur said getting off Toothless after blasting a few hunters. Toothless ran towards Hiccup, knocking him over. He started licking his riders face, before hearing Hiccup hiss in pain. Toothless jumped back, afraid he'd hurt Hiccup, when he saw what really caused the pain.

Toothless made a soft cooeing noise as if asking if Hiccup was okay or not. "Yeah bud, i'm fine, happy to see you to." Hiccup said, wiping saliva from his face. Night fury saliva may have incredible healing properties, but that didn't make it not sting. At least it wasn't throbbing thanks to the cool sensation though.

Dagur walked over to them, and looked at Hiccup first confused, then surprised, then with guilt. "Dagur I know your thinking about the fact they hurt me. But I was at fault for comming to find Viggo without support. If I knew what you were planning, i'd have asked you to worry about Toothless before myself. Thank you." Hiccup said laying his hand on Dagurs shoulder.

Dagur looked surprised, and teared up a bit (Another weird thing since he changed), but nodded smiling. "Your welcome Hiccup. But before you say anything else, take this." Dagur grabbed a lose cloth from his pocket and put some weird sort of oitment on it. Hiccup was confused.

"Another thing when your out here alone. You learn to treat burns, well if you don't know dragons like when I first got here." Dagur answered Hiccups silent question, placing the rag in the boys hand.

Hiccup was hesitant at first, but held the rag to his brand mark. He hissed in pain, about to pull back, but Dagur stopped him, grabbing his hand to hold in place. "It'll sting like a fire worm at first, trust me I know, but then it sooths the pain. Just wait." Dagur said. Hiccups eyes teared up because the hot stinging at first, but he nodded in understanding. Sure enough, within a minute, the pain started going away.

"Here, you'll need these." Dagur gave Hiccup some bandages as they walked to a pond so Hiccup could see his reflection. It made placing the bandages easier, but Hiccup cringed at what he saw.

There were white and red marks, creating the shape that was burned into the barrel the hunters had a wile ago. A few differences were there though. For starters, the lines were distorted, since they moved the iron so slowly, and spread the burn from the middle of his neck, to the bottom of his eye. There were some spots that looked like someone had slashed thorough the mark with a crimson painted nife. Swelling took over the skin on the left side of his face, along with red, white, and orange-ish streeks. Blisters were forming, small amounts of puss showed signes of infection.

Hiccups hands began to shake that were holding the bandages, as the sight infront of him seemed to make it hurt worse. He felt a large hand lay on his left shoulder, but he didn't look up to face dagur. "Wounds can look ugly, i'm not gonna lie. And that's gonna leave a scar. But since when do you let looks bother you? What they did means nothing Brother. You'll make things right, and you'll get over this. It just takes time." He said, causing Hiccup to once again think hard on how meaningfull Dagurs words could be.

Hiccup gave a small nod, as He gently used the bandages to sheild his brand mark from further harm. "Thanks Dagur. Never thought I'd say this but..you can be really insightfull." Hiccup said smiling. "Thanks Brother. I've gotta go, been looking for Heather. I just...have some things I need to tell her. I'll use one of the boats that weren't destroyed. See you again?" Dagur reached out his hand. "Sure, i'd should probably head back to the edge to. My chances of surviving Astrids anger towards me leaving without a team are slim, but the sooner I get back, the better chance I have." Hiccup said shaking Dagurs hand as they both shared a small laugh.

"Oh by the way, how are you two anyways?" Dagur asked as he was getting on a boat. "Come again?" Hiccup was confused. "I was just wondering, well with the traveling and dragon hunters how you two were." Dagur explained. "Uh Dagur, w-were just freinds. Y-you are aware of that right?" Sure "Well it's just a few years ago, it was kind of obvious your feelings for each other, on both sides." "Yeah okay Dagur, what ever you say."

"Lifes to short to wait Hiccup." Dagur said smiling as he was sailing away. Hiccup looked down smiling when Toothless gave him a look he hadn't seen before. "Don't tell me you agree with him?" Toothless just shrugged as they flew back to the edge.

Hiccup landed Toothless at the clubhouse, where Astrid was standing with her hands on her hips. "Hiccup, you have some explaining to do." She said walking up to them. "Yeah uh..okay where do I-um-I.." This was easier in his head.

Astrid was listening to Hiccup stutter when she saw the left side of his face bandaged and swollen slightly outside the wrappings. "Hiccup what happened?!" She asked, cutting off his rambling, as she brought her hand up to the side of his face. Hiccup put his hand on hers flinching at the touch. "Does it hurt?" "Not to much." Of course she didn't believe that.

Hiccup couldn't say anything else because Astrid grabbed his free wrist, pulling him to set next to her in the clubhouse near the table. "Hiccup, what happened?" Astrid gently removed the bandages since they were dirty and yellow with infection, needing to be changed. Her breath hitched and her heart felt like it skipped a beat when she saw the mark. "Hiccup...this looks like a design. Like a..brand mark?!" Astrid was surprised, and looked up to Hiccup hoping it wasn't true. Hiccup looked down at his hands. "Astrid, if you give me a chance, i'll expain everything."

Hiccup explained what happened, and Astrid seemed midly confused. "So..Dagur helped you?" She asked. "I don't know why, but I would have been hurt much worse, possibly killed, if he didn't think quick on his feet."

Astrid nodded. "I still can't believe they..branded you. It just seems so wrong." Suddenly the others walked in, seeing Astrid remove the last bandage from Hiccup face wile she dabbed the wound with watter.

"Astrid I can take care of it. It's not that bad really. It just st-Gods!" Hiccup recoiled as the cloth stung the lines in witch his skin tore. "Sorry! But it isn't 'Not that bad' Hiccup. Fishlegs, can you help?" Astrid imitated Hiccups voice when repeating what he had said, causing the others to give a small laugh if they weren't staring or grosed out.

"Sure Astrid. What exactly happened?" Fishlegs carefully observed the wound, being gentle to the touch. "I got into some trouble with dragon hunters." Hiccup said simply, flinching under Fishlegs' touch, but trying to hold still. "But what kind of wound is it?" Fishlegs clarified. "Well it...I-" "It's a brand mark Fishlegs." Astrid cut in, her hand finding Hiccups just in time to grab it before he could grab Fishlegs hand as he examined another blister. "Sorry Hiccup, it's gonna sting a bit." Fishlegs continued, as he saw the pain in Hiccups eyes.

Hiccup sat there by the fire place, sitting down with Astrid. He mostly remained quiet, as Fishlegs examined the wound. After a wile, Fishlegs reached spots that hurt worse, and he put certain items on it wile cleaning it. The stinging got to the point that Hiccup couldn't hold still. He tried to recoil back, his smaller hand grabbing Fishlegs arm. Fishlegs didn't budge, but stopped for a second. Hiccup dropped his hands back down, but moved again yelling out as Fishlegs continued. "Hiccup i'm sorry, but you have to keep still." "I know. It's a reflex." Hiccup sounded confused and defeated. Fishlegs nodded smiling warmly. "Astrid? Can you.." Astrid nodded, wrapping an arm around Hiccup.

She was on the right side of him, so Hiccup was able to lean his head against her shoulder wile still making the burn visible. Her arm was around his shoulder, and Hiccup found it easier to keep still with her shoulder acting as a protective wall behind his head.

By the time they were finally finished, Hiccup's face was bandaged again, and he had tears in the back of his eyes, but he didn't dare let them fall infront of everone else. Fishlegs left, telling the others to come with him. Him and Astrid knew Hiccup was still hurting, and they knew he hated other people to see him hurt.

"You okay?" Astrid asked, her hand playing with Hiccups hair. Hiccup nodded, closing his eyes as a tear or two made there grand escape thorough his eye lids, wile his muscles relaxed at the comforting sensation Astrid gave him wile soothing him. He was so glad to have friends like them.

Two months later

Hiccup and the other riders went to Berk to see how everyone was doing. Hiccup had explained to his dad in private everything that happened. The dagur incedent confused him, but Stoick was happy his son was safe. He didn't have his bandages on, so Hiccups scar stood out, red and white lines. It didn't have blisters anymore, just a few scabs and very little swelling. People gave him weird looks, and others felt bad the boy who loved dragons more than anyone was burned with the hunters mark.

The past two months had been hard with the scar. Being branded by the enemy was more awfull than it sounded. They fought dragon hunters wile saving dragons, and at first Hiccup would have nightmares after the hunters shouted insults about him being 'Marked by the dragon hunters' or 'Being viggos'. But with comfort from Toothless, reasurrance from Astrid, Snotlout being confident about protecting him if someone tried to take him as there own, Fishlegs being an easy friend to talk to, and the Twins for support, the shouts from hunters became distant insults like any other. The night mares were less. And Hiccup could fight a hunter in a close-combat fight without a fear or care in the world.

The brandmark was an awefull reminder of the day he didn't listen. But hey, since when does Hiccup follow strict directions? He doesn't! It's who he is. And the brand mark was proof of that. He did get thorough it, bouncing back pretty well. He wasn't there property, he was Hiccup Horrendous Haddock the third. The boy who made having your head in the clouds a litteral statement. If only those concequences didn't hurt as bad as they did, but hey it's only fun if you get a scar out of it, at least I didn't lose another limb. Hiccup thought to himself as he was fighting yet another fleet of ships with the other rider, and a chain narrowly missed his arm. "A little to close. Common bud show what you got!"

They saved a few dozen dragons, and Hiccup was glad that even though they hurt him, the hunters could never, and I mean never take away his ability to love and save dragons.

(A/N) Hey guys! So yeah I know i'm awefull, but the next one-shot is going to take place in an alturnative unaverse where Hiccup has a blind long lost sister who uses his leg to follow the sound of. I know this one was...deep I guess, and detailed, but I like it and the idea was just on my mind for SOOO long. Please review!