Catastrophe at Breakneck Bog
Chapter 1: Back to Breakneck Bog
Ever since the battle with the Red Death was over, life in Berk seemed to turn for the better. I was as if the sky was bluer and the sun shined brighter upon the Meridian of Misery. Its villagers seemed happier for some reason, it may have been for the end of the war or simply because they had dragons at their sides. Regardless of all of the changes in the village, no one was happier than Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III. It seemed that with the end of the war he finally got the acceptance that he so desired, not only from the village, but from his own father, Stoick the Vast. The Chieftain of the village never seemed to have any positive feelings towards his son before the war, the bulky chief always appeared to frown at his son and be ashamed at everything that he did, even to the point of saying 'I have his mess to clean up.' That all changed by the end of the war, father and son seemed to put their differences aside in order to form a better relationship. Even if they still had their disputes, they always put them aside to solve their conflicts. The duo also managed to change the other's opinions, Stoick put his hatred towards dragons aside and even got his own partner, a Thunder Drum named Thornado, Hiccup's change was great too, for him he didn't have to feel as if he had to please and make his father proud of him every waking moment, Hiccup learned to accept that his father loved him for who he was, well, at least most of the time.
"You sure that you got everything needed for this trip?" Chief eyed his son up and down to make sure that he had all of the necessary materials.
"Don't worry, Dad, it's just a scouting mission, we will only get more information on the Smothering Smokebreath. Fishlegs figured that we may write down how dragons are related, we saw that they looked kind of like Thunderdrums." The auburn haired boy answered as Fishlegs looked at the chief at the mention of his name.
"Yuh, yes sir. See, since we left Breakneck Bog in such a hurry last time, we didn't have enough time to study them so we figured that we would go back." The boy stammered.
"Stoick, would ye just let them go? Look at 'em, they can't even stand still while ye're talkin'!" Gobber intervened to help the kids, he put his hand on the chief's shoulder, "they got dragons with 'em, not to worry, they'll be safe enough." He smiled at the teens.
"Alright, alright, but you have to promise that all of you will come back if there's any trouble." He said this looking directly at Hiccup, "I won't have any of you doing something crazy."
"Don't worry, Dad, we'll be back at nightfall the latest." Hiccup then got on top of Toothless, prosthetic clicking into place. "Bye, Dad." Then the five teens were off, darting into the morning sky.
The teens were already some distance away when Stoick's expression turned grim, "I have a bad feeling about this, Gobber."
"Nah, they'll be fine, ye just worry too much about the boy at times." Gobber responded with a grin. "Come on, let's go to the Hall, I bet ya that there are a couple of meads with our names on them." Blacksmith and Chief turned and headed over towards the great stone building.
"Are you sure that this is the right way?" Astrid asked their leader from the top of her Nadder.
"Positive, it should be around here. Let's see," Hiccup started turning his head to see where the island was, "there!" He pointed at a miniscule island in the distance.
"I swear if that's the wrong island, I will use you for target practice!" Astrid huffed and glared.
"Too late, I'm already someone's personal target." Hiccup replied nonchalantly and shrugged, "You forgot about Dagur."
Soon enough the teens landed on the eerie island, but unlike last time, they knew what to expect. They were not going to be taken by surprise by a group of dragons.
"So genius, what's the plan? How are we going to lure the dragons out?" Snotlout asked mockingly.
"Oh, I know!" Tuffnut said excitedly, the teens turned to face him. "Let's use gas to draw them out!"
Ruffnut hit him upside the head, "Idiot! It's obvious that it will come out with fire, they are dragons! Duh!"
"Uh, no guys, we will use this." Hiccup took out pieces of metal from his bag and distributed them among his friends. "We'll separate and draw the dragons out individually, that way each one of us can learn separately about them, then we'll compare what we learn." The boy continued.
"Duh, I knew that." The male twin answered.
"Let's meet here again by sundown." Fishlegs proposed, somewhat upset at the idea of separating.
"Great idea, Fishlegs." Hiccup commented, then continued, "If there are any problems just do what we did last time, get rid of all of your metal and come back here."
The search was well underway. It seemed that every young Viking had found something new to add to The Book of Dragons about this little creatures. Astrid seemed to be the one with the most luck seeing as she managed to get extremely close to one of them after falling off of Stormfly. Soon enough, it was sundown so every teen headed back to meet with the rest of their friends. All of the teens looked ecstatic to share what they learned from the impish creatures. Hiccup signaled at Fishlegs to start talking when a voice came up from behind them. Soon enough the teens' dragons found themselves tied up by bolas.
"Well, well, well, look what we have here." The voice chuckled as the teens were being surrounded by a group of warriors, "If it isn't little Hiccup and his friends."
"What do you want, Alvin?" Hiccup coldly said as he glared at the bulky Outcast.
"What do I want? What do I want?" The Outcast mocked as his henchmen laughed with him. "Ye know? For such a smart boy ye can be incredibly dumb sometimes. I want me self a Dragon Conqueror and look I found one!" Alvin chuckled once again.
"I'll never train your dragons, Alvin!" The green eyed teen defiantly replied. He was trying to find a way to escape when Alvin opened up his arms to show his surroundings.
"Look around, boy! Yer dragons are tied and ye and yer friends are surrounded. You have no way to escape! Now why don't you come along peacefully, we promise that yer friends won't have to come along." Alvin gave the boy an ultimatum, stay and probably be killed or save his friends by giving himself up. "What do ye say, boy?" The black bearded man asked.
"Don't do it, Hiccup! You can't give up yourself to them!" She tried running towards the boy when Savage grabbed her from behind, he restrained her easily by placing a knife at her throat, her blue eyes widened at the realization.
Hiccup, noticing this, became extremely angry and yelled at Savage, "Let her go!"
"Well, what will it be? Ye come with us of yer friend here dies." Alvin offered again.
Hiccup looked sadly at Astrid one more time, then schooled his expression when he faced Alvin once again, "Alright, I'll go, but you have to promise me that none of them will be harmed." Hiccup walked closer to Alvin.
"Good answer, boy." The Treacherous replied as he brought his hand to the side of Hiccup's neck, instantly knocking him out. The rest of the teens started screaming their friend's name in alarm as he swayed, Alvin then caught the boy as he slumped forward and placed him in the crook of his arm. "Ye know what to do." He ordered, next the rest of the Viking teens were being knocked off by the Outcasts one by one. Just as the last of the Vikings of Berk fell to the floor the Outcasts started walking back towards their ships, ready to sail back to their island.
AN: There you have it guys! A new story, I have no idea how often I will be able to update this story, but I promise that I will not abandon this story since I have it basically planned out already. I should have updates once every two weeks or so at the most. Well, please don't forget to review, it is easy and it only takes a minute. It will greatly improve my writing if you do so!
-If Wishes Were Dragons