Alright so I've been having this floating around my brain all day, and I just couldn't contain myself any longer! I had to type it up. XD

I have no idea when the next chapter will be, but I'll try to do it sooner than later. I don't want to neglect my other stories I'm working on at the moment, along with all the others that are waiting in line, so this will probably be pretty slow in updates. There will probably be somewhere between 3-4 chapters.

Anyways, on with the chapter!

"Ah!" Jim shouted as he fell face first on the dirt, getting a mouthful of grass in the process. He hurriedly spat it out and turned over onto his back, just in time to see both Claire and Toby also falling out of… well… nowhere, and collapsing on the ground.

"What the!?" Jim said in confusion. He stood up, dusting off his blue sweater and pants before stepping towards the area they'd just collapsed from, waving his arms about in search of the Troll car. "Blinky? Argh?"

Claire groaned and rolled over onto her back blinking up at the sky before sitting up, rubbing her head tenderly. "What was that?"

Jim shook his head and shrugged, continuing to walk around the clearing, trying to find any sign of either Blinky or Argh. "I have no idea."

"Erm, those nachos are not agreeing with me at all." Toby mumbled, pushing himself into a sitting position, blinking about at the surroundings. "Where are we?"

"Trying to figure that out." Jim explained, once again continuing his search. "This is so confusing." He said in puzzlement, stepping back and scratching his head.

Claire stood up and also began walking around, searching for the Troll Car. "Hm, and... I don't have my staff. I must've dropped it." She said in disappointment. "Do you still have the amulet?"

"Yep." Jim held up the small blue glowing object for her to see.

Toby got to his feet, dusting off his rear as he picked up his paper bag filled with nachos. "Well, at least we have food!" he said happily, digging his hand in and pulling out a nacho, taking a bit out of it while making happy groans.

"Sh, Toby, we don't know where we are and if there are dangerous animals here… or bad trolls or goblins…" Jim whispered, clutching the amulet a bit tighter just in case. He turned to Claire and was about to say something more when the sound of cracking and splintering wood could be heard, followed by a large BAM! Along with multiple shouts and moans.

Jim held out his arms as the ground shuddered, silencing both Toby and Claire to remain quiet. Silence fell after several seconds, the loud noise coming to a ceasing halt. But the Troll Hunters remained frozen in place, doing nothing more than breathing as they waited for anything more.

Then, just as Jim had feared, a muffled voice could be heard. But there must be enough distance between the speaker and the Troll Hunters, for Jim couldn't make out what the person was saying.

He held the amulet loosely in his hands, whispering the words before his armor appeared, wrapping around him with a few soft clanks. Jim cringed at the noise it made, hoping the person in the distance didn't hear it.

Daylight appeared in his hand, and he gripped it tightly with both. He steadily began moving forward to the sound of the voice, trying to move as quietly as possible. But the armor made that rather difficult, the soft clanks seeming to grow louder no matter how softly Jim walked.

Claire and Toby followed close behind, Claire grabbing a stick of the ground to try and defend herself with if the need came along. Toby merely gripped his paper sack in front of him, trying to huddle into himself but being unable to.

The voice quieted, forcing Jim to pause and listen carefully. Then, it came again.

"Well bud, looks like the connecting rod is broken- beyond repair too."

Then came a series of cooing gurgles, almost like a pigeon. Jim puckered his brow in confusion, did this guy have a pigeon? But the noises were really loud… too loud to be made by a small pigeon.

The voice continued. "Aaaaand… uh… I may have forgotten the spare at home."

A little growl came, and Jim tightened his hold on Daylight. Now that sounded more like a fierce beast or possible troll. So who was the guy with it? A Changeling?

"Yeah, yeah, I know. Next time I'll double check." The voice said. "But we're not that far away from the Edge, so sound a distress call, bud."

Distress call? Why did they need a distress call? And what was a distress call?

Jim had no more time to think on the matter for he found out soon. An earsplitting shriek filled the air, along with bounds of purple light flashing through the trees. With startled cried, they all topple to the ground- all except for Toby, who all but dove to the ground for cover, his hands going over the back of his head while his face pressed against the dirt. Jim fell with a heavy clatter, silently kicking himself for the racket his armor made.

The shrieking died down almost instantly after they fell, the voice starting to come into tune, although Jim had a hard time picking it out amongst the ringing of his ears.

"Woah, wait bud! Did you hear that?"

Oh no oh no oh no oh no played over and over in Jim's brain. His darn armor. He sounded like a walking tin can, clanking and making a ton of noise. And when he fell, he'd made even more noise.

The thing that puzzled Jim was, how on earth did… whoever that was… even hear him fall over that screaming?

"Stay close, bud." The voice said- closer this time. Jim struggled to his feet, holding out his hand as Daylight appeared again in it. Claire and Toby remained on the ground, although Claire had once again grabbed her stick and was holding it tightly in her hands.

Suddenly, the bushes shook, and a loud growl emanated from it. Jim held Daylight out before him, preparing himself for the worst. This thing sounded big. Maybe a giant troll of some sort.

Then, out from the bushes, sprung a large mass of black. This thing was beyond speedy, and Jim hardly even saw it before it had him pinned to the ground, Daylight flying through the air and disappearing once it hit the ground. Jim heard Claire scream, but he could scarcely think at all, so it was only very distant and didn't really reach his brain. His main focus at the moment was the bright green eyes and narrowed black pupils that were staring down at him, along with the row of white teeth that showed through the creature's mouth. The creature huffed, and Jim could see purple building in the back of his throat. Jim covered struggled to cover his ears as the shriek began piercing the air again, and in doing so, the amulet fell away and his armor disappeared.

"Toothless! Don't, bud!"

The scream died down, and Jim cracked one eye open frightfully. He felt the heavy weight lift of his shoulders as the beast unpinned him, leaving him free to breathe again.

"Toothless, shh, bud. It's alright. Look, they don't have weapons. I'm sure it's fine."

Jim opened his eyes all the way, starting when he saw the boy- well more like young man- standing near the black creature. Jim's eyes widened even more when he noticed that the creature resembled more of a dragon then a troll- that it had wings and a long tail that looked made for steering through the wind. He gulped, pushing himself a little further away, his fingers grabbing the amulet and holding it tightly- just in case. The boy didn't look very threatening- well, he did, but he didn't look like he was going to hurt them- yet. So Jim just held the amulet tightly, not sure if he should use it or not…

The boy had his arms wrapped around the black troll's neck, restraining the large beast from moving any closer. The creature's pupils widened and his posture relaxed as he turned his head to coo at the boy- that must've been the pigeon sound they'd heard earlier.

The boy let go of the troll, patting the creatures side reassuringly before turning to face Jim and the others. Jim glanced over at Claire- who by now was sitting up but still holding the stick threateningly.

"Sorry about Toothless, he can be rather… protective." The boy said, causing Jim to once again fix his eyes on the stranger. It was only then that he took in his appearance, noticing the shaggy mop of auburn hair and the bright green eyes. The boy was smiling hesitantly, has though not sure if he should be smiling or not. The boy moved away from the troll, revealing his left leg- which had a strange medal contraption attached right below the knee. A prosthetic. The boy was missing part of his leg.

The boy was thin, but by no means skinny. He looked more lean and athletic- like a runner or basketball player. He looked to be around six feet tall- taller than Jim, and around eighteen-nineteen years old.

"Um…" The boy said awkwardly, shifting from one foot to another- or more like prosthetic to foot Jim thought with a little grimace. That seemed like a cruel thought- although the boy didn't seem at all bothered by the medal leg.

"Who are you?"

Jim bit his lip, not certain if he should answer or not. This guy and the black troll-that-looked-like-a-dragon seemed to be very close. What if this guy was a Changeling?

"I'm Jim." He finally answered hesitantly. "That's Claire." He gestured to the girl, who merely tightened her hold on the stick and glared at the boy and troll. "And that lump over there is Toby."

Toby, still curled face down in a ball on the ground lifted his hand in a little wave. "H-hi."

The boy nodded, his hand bumping against his leg in a nervous gesture. "What're you doing here? We have dragon sentries all around the island- how did you get here without any of them noticing you?"
…Dragons?

DRAGONS!?

"Dr-dragons?" Claire stuttered in confusion and shock.

The boy looked puzzled. "Yes… Night Terrors actually. They make very good guards."

"Dragons?" Toby mumbled.

"Dragons?" Jim parroted, still in a bit of shock. Since when did dragons exist!? Blinky never warned him about dragons!

"Yeah, you know. Like, Toothless here. He's a Night Fury."

Jim blinked at the troll… no… dragon, in confusion and awe. Toothless blinked back, his eyes no longer in slits and narrowed in suspicion, but wide and curious. It shocked Jim how one minute he could look like someone's worst nightmare, and the next, look like a friendly house cat.

"Do they breathe fire?" Jim found himself asking, just rather shocked by this whole turn of events.

"Well, most do. Some have lightening, or like a Death Song shoots amber glass, or Toothless, who shoots plasma blasts instead of fire."

"Woah." Jim breathed. He couldn't help but take an involuntary skootch backwards when the black dragon stood up and began moving closer to him. Jim had no idea if this thing wanted to lick him or roast him, and honestly, he didn't want to really find out either.

"Don't worry, he won't' hurt you." The boy reassured Jim, stepping closer, allowing Jim to see him more fully. Jim took in the boy's leather armor- complete with shoulder and wrist guards. He also had a strange contraption on his back- something like a really small back-pack. But Jim couldn't see it completely, so wasn't sure what purpose it served.

"So… this is Toothless… and you know us… so you are..?" Jim finally asked after a long and rather awkward silence. Toothless continued to step forward, and he opened his mouth, making Jim flinch in fear. Again, Jim noticed the dragon's teeth, and he wondered why on earth he was named Toothless, because this thing definitely had teeth.

"Sorry! I'm Hiccup Haddock." The boy said hastily, and Jim couldn't help but notice how he looked rather flustered and nervous.

"Hiccup?" Claire snorted, and Jim glanced over at her, noticing how she had let go one hand of the stick and held it now to her mouth, noticeably trying to contain her laughter- and failing at the attempt.

Hiccup's eyes sparkled and he let out a little laugh. "Yeah, I know. Not exactly the best name ever."

"Why? How did you even get named Hiccup?" Jim asked in utter confusion. Why would somebody be named after an involuntary contraction of the diaphragm?

Hiccup stepped forward, holding out a hand to Jim, offering to help him stand. Jim hesitated for a moment before grabbing it and pulling himself to his feet, dusting off his jeans and shirt once again.

"Different reasons. For one, I'm kind of- well used to be more so- of the runt. Really skinny and small, so that's part of it. And another one is apparently my Mom got the hiccup's while pregnant with me."

"Wow. Buts still…" Jim said, shaking his head with a smirk.

"Yep. And that's not all either. My full name is even worse."

"What is it?"

"Hiccup Horrendous Haddock the third."

"That's a mouth full." Claire continued to snicker from behind them. Jim coudlnt' help but laugh along with her, Hiccup chuckling quietly as well.

Toby, who was still huddled on the ground- too afraid to show himself, mumbled something about his smushed nachos. Jim ignored his friend, knowing that he'd get over his terror soon enough.

Jim turned back to Hiccup, his mind once again switching to how they'd somehow just popped into this forest without a trace as to where they were.

"Um, where are we by the way? We're kind of lost." Jim asked, scratching his head in confusement.

"Um, we're a ways North from the village of Berk. Do you know where that is?"

Jim shook his head, having no clue as to where that village may be located. But North, so they must be somewhere in the Pacific perhaps? Or the Atlantic…

"Um, Jim?" Claire voiced. He turned to her, noticing how she was now standing and stepping closer to his side. "Blinky told me about the dragons. Well- actually I read about them, but…"

"What is it?" Jim asked, urging her on.

Claire gulped. "They went into hiding years ago, Jim. They're all underground and almost never show themselves anymore…"

Hiccup's eye had widened and he held his hands out in wild gestures. "Wait, so, you mean you don't have dragons where you came from?"

Jim shook his head while Claire continued talking. "No. They went into hiding centuries ago."

Hiccup placed a hand on his chin while another went across his chest. "Well, there are a lot of dragons flying around here…"

"This is so confusing." Jim rubbed a hand against his forehead, trying to figure what the heck was going on.

"Blinky…" Claire moaned. "He somehow goofed up the traveling. I know it…"

"Blinky?" Hiccup asked.

"Yes. He's a troll, and he was going to take us to visit another settlement of Trolls, but, obviously, he goofed up the traveling system." Jim explained.

"Seriously? Trolls? They steal your socks right!?" Hiccup said enthusiastically. "But only the left ones." He added absentmindedly.

Jim laughed. "Um, they do enjoy socks, but I don't think they really care if it's the left one or not. Wait, is there such a thing as a left sock?"

Hiccup opened his mouth to answer, then closed it with a snap. "Hm, good point."

"Jim." Claire insisted. She tugged his sleeve, making him turn to face her. "I think we may have traveled back in time."

Both Hiccup and Jim stared at her with wide eyes, the only sound filling the forest was the cackling of birds- or dragons. Who knew?

"Back in time? How is that even possible?" Jim asked in disbelief.

"I have no idea, but it does seem most likely. I mean, look at how differently we're dressed!" Claire pointed out, and it was then that Jim noticed Hiccup's course woven red shirt under his armor, along with the leather hide boot that was wrapped in leather ties. It was true, there clothing was remarkably different.

"Tobs!" Jim called over to the ball of Toby. "We- ah, need your help."

Toby stood to his feet, munching on his nachos as he stumbled over. "What is it, Jim?" Toby asked, his eyes never leaving Toothless's form. But the dragon was distracted, playfully chasing a butterfly about much like a cat or dog would do. At the moment, the dragon looked nothing like the fierce beast Jim knew he could be.

"Hi." Toby greeted Hiccup before stuffing another nacho into his mouth. Claire glared at him, making Toby take up a defensive tone. "What!? Stress eating. Don't judge."

"Claire thinks we traveled back in time." Jim explained.

Toby's eyes widened and he whispered, "Awesome sauce!"

Jim rolled his eyes and face-palmed, not sure if this was good news or bad news. He looked back at Hiccup, who looked rather unsure of the entire situation. "Okay, we're from the year 2016- almost 2017."

Hiccup's eyes widened and his jaw dropped slightly. "Woah." He breathed. "That's like… a thousand years from now!"

Jim groaned rubbing his forehead with his thumbs. "Okay, this just got a lot more confusing."

"Don't worry, I'm sure Blinky will find a way to get us back." Claire reassured him.

"He doesn't even know we're here!"

"Call him." Toby suggested, referring to Jim's cell phone.

"Toby, it's back in the early one-thousands. I won't have any signal."

"Fine, I'll call him." Toby reached into his pocket, pulling out his phone and jabbing his thumb at it while busily munching on a nacho with his other hand.

"What is that?" Hiccup asked staring at the phone in curiosity. "What does it do?"

"It's… ah…" Jim started, "It's just something from our time. Nothing important."

"Whoa, this is amazing. I have full bars, Jim!" Toby announced, waving the phone in his face.

Jim grabbed it and hurriedly pushed Blinky's number, holding it to his ear as he waited for him to pick up.

"Oh, Jim! Where are you? One minute you're here and the next you're gone!" came Blinky's voice over the phone.

Jim sighed in relief. "Thank goodness, Blinky. Okay, we somehow ended up on an island somewhere near a place called Berk, back in the early 'thousands."

"Where are the early thousands?"

"No, I mean, we traveled back in time, Blinky."

Silence.

"What!? That's amazing Jim! Take advantage of it. No rush. And while I try to figure out how to get you back, you can see what it was like back in prehistoric times! Are there other trolls there?"

Jim looked over at Toothless. "Uh… no not exactly. There are dragons though."

"DRAGONS! Oh my, this is wonderful! Yes, definitely stay and explore. I'll try to get you back, but until then, enjoy yourself!"

Jim sighed, "Blinky, I have school! I can't just stay back in time. My Mom will go bonkers."

"How long have you been there, Jim?"

Jim shrugged, catching Hiccup's puzzled gaze as he did so. "Um, I don't know. Half hour? Forty-five minutes? Something like that."

"Hm, interesting. It's only been a couple of seconds since you disappeared! You called just as we realized you were gone."

Jim scrunched up his brow in confusement. That didn't make sense… in less. "So, you mean our time frames are different?"

"Yes. So don't worry about time. You'll be perfectly fine." Blinky reassured him. "Now, I'm going to go back to Troll Market and try to figure this minor problem out."

"Minor problem!

"Wait, are the dragons dangerous?"

Jim shrugged, because he honestly had no idea. Toothless was still chasing the butterfly, and honestly, he hadn't hurt anything yet. Hadn't even touched the butterfly. "I-I don't think so. We met up with this… guy…" Jim looked at Hiccup, who was looking rather shocked by this whole phone thing. "He seems nice and I don't think he's going to hurt us-"

"No, I'm not going to hurt you." Hiccup reassured. "In less of course you're here to threaten us, or our dragons." He added sternly.

Jim smiled and nodded. "Yep, I think we're safe, Blinky. We'll call you if there are any problems."

"Alright, and I will try to hurry."

"Thanks. Bye."

Jim handed the phone back to Toby, who by now was licking his fingers after finishing all his nacho's.

"Okay, that's solved." Jim said, turning back to Hiccup. "Um, do you know a place where we could stay the night?"

Hiccup nodded and stepped over to Toothless. "Yep. Me and my friends live at our base not far from here." He climbed onto Toothless's back, but paused. "Oh, wait. Toothless's tailfin is broken…"

Jim stepped closer and noticed what he was talking about. The dragon's left tailfin was gone, replaced with a red prosthetic one. And it was obviously broken, for a long slim piece of medal was hanging limply off of it.

Hiccup climbed back off and looked skywards. "Toothless sent a distress call, so hopefully someone will-"

Before he could finish, a loud squawk filled the air, making Jim look skywards, his eyes widening when he caught sight of yet another dragon descending through the air.

Like I said, not sure when my next update will be. If you guys really seem to like this, then I'll probably do it sooner, but you know, if there's not too much enthusiasm, it'll come a bit slower. :D

See you in the next chapter!