"Snotlout, changewing at three-o-clock!"
"Astrid, typhoomerang right behind you!"
"So far, so good, team!"
"HICCUP! Above you!"
"Wha-"
"HICCUP!"
"Ugghh..."
Hiccup lazily opened his eyes. The right side of his face burned like fire, along with many other splotched regions on his body. There was alot of noise, as if people were speaking. It was hard to tell, however, since everything was fuzzy and garbled. Someone hovered over his face, his mouth moving as if he were saying something, but all that could be heard was a garbled cloud of noise.
He must have been hallucinating as well, since part of this man appeared to have dragon scales instead of human skin on the left side of his face...
He felt something wet and cold touch a stinging blotch of skin on his leg, eliciting a whimper from the wounded viking. He tried to lift his neck to look at what had been put on his leg, but before he could see, he was out cold.
Once again, the viking Hiccup awoke. He looked around, and noticed he was in a bedroom. What was rather odd about it was that it seemed to be in some sort of cave.
Then again, it was rather nice for a cave-bedroom. A dresser, a fairly comfortable bed, a fireplace.
He began to get out of the bed, when he felt something odd on his back. He started to look over his shoulder, trying to see what was on his back.
He suddenly gave a shocked gasp, as he had wings.
