Hi guys, so yeah I have seen How To Train Your Dragon 2, and I couldn't help myself. I also love this pairing.

WARNING if you haven't seen HTTYD 2 and don't want spoiler leave now and come back after you have seen it.

I mean it. Don't read anymore. They are big spoilers.

Okay for those who don't care about the spoilers and are going to read anyway here are a few things that you need to know mainly that Stoick is now dead and Hiccup is chief. There we go big spoiler. Also Hiccup has a sword which flames up but it can also release Zippleback gas which he can ignite.

Now that the spoilers are out of the road I will not be writing much about what is happening on Berk during most of this story, you will find out a bit about what has been happening there but it isn't a priority atm.

Anyway enjoy the story and please review. :)

The young chief barely had time to yell for help as he was grabbed from behind, and very quickly he felt his arms being forced behind his back and a gag placed in his mouth. Hiccup tried to call for help but it was not use, the gag was firmly in place; all that could be heard were the muffled grunts as he was dragged towards the waiting boat.

*flashback

It had been a long day Hiccup was still getting use to the duties of a chief and at the moment he was completely exhausted. The young chief had begun to gain a lot more respect for his father than he already had, being chief wasn't an easy occupation. Hiccup was however thankful for all the help he had been getting from the whole village but specifically those close to him like his mother, Astrid and Gobber.

It was the end of the day and Hiccup had decided to wrap things up for the work side of things for the night. He looked around for Toothless think it might be a nice to go for a flight before hitting the hay. Seeing Toothless gone Hiccup remembered Astrid had taken him out for a flight about half an hour ago since Hiccup was busy and the dragon was eager to stretch his wings.

The chief shrugged, ah well maybe a short walk down to the ocean might help him to unwind. It wasn't long before Hiccup began to regret this decision.

*end of flashback

Hiccup tried to sit up after he had been roughly thrown onto the waiting boat as it was pushed off from shore. This attempt was however unsuccessful; partly due to the fact that his hands were tied behind his back making it difficult, but also as soon as he began to rise he was kicked back down, causing the young man to wince.

"Ha ha, you an't going anywhere boy," sneered the captor who had kicked him.

Hiccup up glared up at him. His captors appeared a little shorter than most of the Vikings he knew though more stocky (it that was possible) and just as hairy. The man who kicked him was however a little taller than the other three; he had blonde hair and beard. The most noticeable thing about him however was the horrible burn that covered the left half his face (there was little facial hair on the left side and his hair line was all messed up), the burn also seemed to cover most of his left arm. Aside from the burns the man had a cruel glint in his eyes that Hiccup didn't want to think about.

The night passed and Hiccup can't say he enjoyed the journey very much. For starters he had no idea where they were taking him or what they wanted. By this point the Viking's wrists had begun to hurt as they were tied fairly tightly, and if he even tried to move his wrists or even look like he was struggling he would receive a kick to the stomach as a reward.

It was only a few hours from dawn when Hiccup heard snoring. Looking around slowly he noticed that the man who had been kicking him had fallen asleep. It seemed in fact that three of the four captors had gone to sleep leaving one man to guide the ship. Luckily for Hiccup the man seemed more intent on guiding the ship (though from the looks of his heavy eyelids he was struggling with that a little) rather than watching their captive.

Hiccup took this opportunity to slowly reach for the knife he knew was located in his shoe. When they had grabbed him that had removed his sword as well as the dagger he had in his sleeve, luckily they hadn't managed to take everything.

With a little bit of difficulty (since his hands were tied behind his back) he managed to retrieve the dagger and began cutting his ropes. He tried to do this slowly so as to not grab the attention of the man who was still awake.

"Hey!" yelled the man just as Hiccup had managed to free himself. The shout woke the other men. Before they could grab him Hiccup dove towards the spot where his sword and dagger were resting. Grabbing the sword he quickly released the zippleback gas. Hiccup dove over the side of the boat at the same time lighting the gas causing an explosion.

Quickly placing the sword away Hiccup turned all his attention to swimming towards land (it seemed the boat had been passing just off the coast of what appeared to be a continent). There were frustrated and angry shouts behind him as not only was their captive getting away but their boat had started to sink.

Hiccup ignored them; he had to get to the shore. After what seemed like forever the young chief finally felt a small amount of relief as he felt the ground beneath his feet (well foot ). He couldn't stop here though he had to keep going, his captors can't be too far behind.

The Viking headed off the beach. At the moment Hiccup was too tired to care about where he just had to get as far away from his pursuers as possible. Hiccup walked until he couldn't go any further. By this time he just didn't care anymore. Falling down where he was he fell asleep before his head hit the ground.

…

"Mother, look," called Merida as she jumped off her horse to inspect exactly what it was she had found. There was a man lying face down on the side of the road. Gently she rolled him over onto his back so she could get a better look. He was a young man, surely not much older than she was. 'He is frightfully good looking' thought Merida before she could catch herself.

It didn't take much of an inspection for her to tell he was breathing, Merida wasn't a doctor but he looked like he was okay if not a little worn. He must be really tired though to be sleeping here she thought.

"What is it Merida?" asked her mother as she too dismounted her horse to come and see what it is that had gotten her daughter so excited. It didn't take long before her queen and motherly instincts kicked in as she knelt down to inspect the boy like her daughter had. She came to the same conclusion as Merida, deciding that he was simply exhausted but otherwise okay, though she did also notice the rope marks on his wrists. 'Who was he? Just looking at his clothes she could tell he wasn't from around here.'