Nameless Foray starts four days after the Banshee was defeated. Its setting is taken place after the season finale (We Are Family parts 1 & 2) of Dragons Riders of Berk.

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Hiccup screams and jolts forward in his bed. He breathes heavily, bringing his shaky hands up to his throat as if he were being choked. He closes his eyes and drops his hands back down to his lap; looking up, he reopens his eyes and swallows down his nausea. Toothless gets up from his slab of rock and goes over to the bed side. He coos, but Hiccup seems to not register his presence.

Stoick stands by the steps, woken up from Hiccup's scream, with an apologetic expression. He blinks his eyes down to the floor. Toothless has been nudging him and cooing for a while now, but Hiccup only stares straight or up at the ceiling. Stoick walks over and sits down beside him on the bed. He gently grabs his shoulder,

"Hiccup," Hiccup is shaken from his trance-like state and looks over at his father. His head drops in shame, but Stoick wraps one arm around him and pulls him into a hug.

"It's okay." Stoick begins to rub his son's arm, trying to get him to go back to sleep. Though Hiccup's eyes are tired, he feels like sleep evades him.

Four hours later Stoick is in the farm with Mulch and Bucket helping out with the livestock. Since the Banshee basically ate most of them, it was harder now to obtain the necessary ingredients they've once had. The door to the barn was fixed, and with some help by Gobber, upgraded with a sturdy lock.

Stoick brushed his hands together sighing from a job's well done. Mulch approaches and stands next to him, turning back around to scan the surroundings; a check tablet in his hands.

"Alright, that's done, that's done and…" he points to the barn, "that's done. All that's left is to bring in the seeds for the chickens." Mulch concluded.

"Allow me to help." Stoick offered graciously.

"Oh, Stoick, you've helped out so much this morning, I—"Mulch tried to be fair.

"Nonsense," Stoick interrupted him before he could change his mind.

Mulch and Stoick picked up some bags of seed and carried them over to the chicken coop where Bucket was currently fooling around with the chickens.

Mulch sighed when he put down his bag. "So, um, how-how is Hiccup doing?" Mulch asked trying to get the words in. He glanced at Stoick with a look of worry; news has been going around that Hiccup was still suffering.

Stoick sighed and dropped his shoulders, "He keeps having nightmares; and he can't go back to bed unless I'm there present. I thought he'd be fine with Toothless, but each time he wakes, it's like he's in this trance and Toothless doesn't even exist. He's been getting nauseous too; threw up three times yesterday." Stoick sets the bag down, "He's been getting stronger though, more energy, but…" Stoick looks down at the ground, "the nights are restless."

Mulch listens with an apologetic expression, dropping his head when necessary and nodding to show he was listening. He was worried about Hiccup just as much as everyone else. Hiccup seemed to be the topic of the week. People wanted to know how he was doing, if he was getting any better, but they were afraid to ask Stoick for fear of walking on personal grounds.

Mulch took a step forward and asked Stoick anyway, to both gain information and to allow the man to vent a little. Things were shaping up for the village quick, but Hiccup seemed to be taken longer to heal. And that struck all of their hearts.

Back at the Dragon Academy, Gobber had the teens test out their skills in strategy. Now this was something Hiccup excelled at no doubt about it, however, he wasn't planning on actually having to run around an obstacle course with Fishlegs, Ruff and Tuff and be chased by Astrid and Snotlout all the while using the given environment to evade capture. Yeah, this is fun!

Hiccup screamed when he almost, almost, got jumped by Astrid. She used her acrobats to climb the wooden walls and search from the high grounds.

Cheater!

As soon as Hiccup slid to the left of the wall he was flat against, Astrid jumped down in the spot where he once was. Hiccup ran away, dodging left and then right, to avoid capture, but especially to avoid capture by Astrid.

In another section of the obstacles, Fishlegs was slowly walking down the corridor with his hands up at his chest, biting his lower lip as his eyes darted from left to right ahead of him. He was coming up to an intersection and stopped just before the corner. He flattened himself up against the right wall and inched over to the corner.

However, as he was looking in front of him, Snotlout snuck up behind him and when the time was right…

"AHHHHHH!"

"GOTCHA!" Snotlout pinned Fishlegs to the ground, then brought out some rope.

Hiccup heard Fishlegs' scream and started to run even faster.

Normally when one gets caught it starts a domino ef-FFFEEECCCTTT! As soon as Hiccup thought that, Astrid came up behind him and smeared his face in the ground.

"Hahaha, gotcha Hiccup." She said as she grabbed one arm, held it behind his back, then brought him up on two legs and marched him forward. No soon after he was in front of their instructor, Gobber.

"Hiccup, you lost." He said casually, and then peered over at Astrid.

"Astrid, you won." Astrid smiled and let go of Hiccup's arm; Hiccup rubbed the limb.

Snotlout came in next, dragging a tied up lump of Fishlegs.

"I…urh, got…urh…Fishlegs!" he said as he pulled Fishlegs towards Gobber. Hiccup and Astrid both looked at Fishlegs regretfully.

Gobber sighed, "I told you to capture, not hog tie and drag 'em here!"

"That is capturing, at least in my book." Snotlout replied defensively.

"Hey, where are Ruffnut and Tuffnut?" Astrid asked.

"Oh, I saw them over there, but they looked kinda busy, so I left them alone." Snotlout answered while pointed to the right. Gobber, Astrid and Hiccup all looked in the direction Snotlout was gesturing.

"I told you already, the rope is mine!" Tuff argued.

"I already claimed it when we started!" Ruff argued back.

Both twins were entangled in their own rope, fighting over who had custody of it.

"Well I think that ends our lesson today." Gobber spoke up. "What have we learned today?" he asked the teens.

"Never to give the twins rope?" Astrid commented, gesturing towards the bundle now laying on the ground.

"Yes, and…?"

"…And we must be able to come up with a plan that will not only work, but allow us to execute it ourselves." Hiccup finished.

"Precisely. Now I think that'll be it for today."

Hours later, Hiccup was in the forge hammering down some nails into a hollowed wooden square. Each hit of the hammer's head against the wood echoed a clank into the village; following a rhythmic beat. Hiccup paused and put down the hammer, placing his hands on the edge of the table, he leaned forward breathing in and out. He ran off, around the corner and dropped to the ground, exiting the contents of his stomach.

Toothless lifted his head, his ears perked and eyes open. He was resting in the corner of the forge watching Hiccup work with half drooped eyes, but now that his rider ran away and from the sound of it, throwing up again, Toothless got up and walked out of the forge and around the corner. Hiccup was seen on his hands and knees, his head bent over with pale looking skin and his arms shaking. Toothless came up to his side and nudged his left arm. Hiccup didn't say anything but got up and hopped on the saddle.

Toothless raised his wings and jumped into the sky; Hiccup adjusted the tail wing and they were off.

I have to stop it here, don't worry Dagur will make an entrance soon.

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