Hi guys!

So, as tradition so calls, I must do a new RTTE season what-if. Here it is, full chapter, where I only need to write 2k words a chapter (Thank the Lord, it's been way too long!) Dawn of Destruction AU, because I'm a whump monster and I need it to survive wahahaha. As… far as I have planned, this'll be a three parter. But who knows? If you guys likey, I might make it longer, hehe. ^-^

This is a combined birthday present to my friends thepurplewriter333, and animalsarepeopletoo, since your guy's birthdays are within a month of each other's, I figured I'd make a multichapter for the both of you, rather than just a one-shot or drabble for each of you. Hope you enjoy this! Lots of love guys! :3

And the beginning, enjoy!

Chapter 1.

"Hiccup!" Astrid shouted, flying up alongside him. Her eyes were wide, her posture hunched and axe at the ready. "They're too strong!"

He whipped his head back round when an arrow whizzed by, neatly catching his ear. With a cry of surprise, as well as pain, he clamped a hand over his gushing ear, knowing that what Astrid said was true.

"Hiccup!?"

"Y-yeah! We need to regroup!" He called over, spinning Toothless around to give the signal to the others. "Go! That fog, disappear, the Singetails will be too spooked- they won't be able to follow."

Astrid leaned forward a bit more, and girl and dragon promptly took off at high speeds, zipping into the fog where they were no longer seen.

"Guys!" Hiccup shouted, zigzagging between fire and arrows to try and reach his friends. He found the twins first, who were mildly disappointed about a retreat.

"This is the best fun we've had in years Hiccup! You can't take this away!" Ruffnut howled moanfully, but obeyed his rules as they too flew out of sight.

"Outlout!" Snotlout shouted, eagerly taking after.

"Hiccup… the Edge…" Fishlegs whispered, both turning to stare at the place they'd called home for so many months, overrun by enemies, smoke, and hostile dragons. With a gulp, Hiccup nodded silently, making a mental promise to return and reclaim their base. He wasn't going to let it go easily.

"Go after the others- go to the Defenders." Hiccup instructed strictly, in a tone that meant they were to obey without protest.

Fishlegs blinked in confusion, as well as slight alarm. "What!? Why are you telling me-"

"I'll catch up!" Hiccup called, and with those words Toothless dove towards the Edge, leaving Fishlegs in bewilderment.

They dodged and ducked shots and nets, arrows flying dangerously close. But after several plasma blasts that only damaged the Edge even more, hurting Hiccup's heart, they made it into sight of his own hut.

"Toothless…" He whispered lowly, leaning close to the dragon's ears. "Now, Bud!"

Toothless opened his mouth, and with an echoing shriek emanated a large blast, instantly causing Hiccup's hut to explode into flames and flying metal, effectively rendering it useless.

Toothless spun around in a twirl, trying to make a shot towards the sky. But in that one moment of wings folded inwards, close to his body, it left them defenseless.

Hiccup didn't see the net until it was too late.

"Toothless!" He screamed, as one of the bola's wrapped themselves about him and one of Toothless's wings, one of the heavy weights crashing into Hiccup's scull, momentarily shocking him. Toothless shrieked and thrashed, and suddenly Hiccup found himself trapped in the net alone, with Toothless falling fast to the waters below.

"No!" He screamed in terror, as he himself fell through the dark sky. He prepared himself for the harsh landing, and even though landing in the edge of the bay was unexpected, it didn't hurt less. The water slapped against him, cold and unforgiving, but gave Hiccup a few moments chance to struggle against the ropes.

He surfaced as the ropes tightened, and he realized with panic that they were pulling him to shore. He struggled harder, trying desperately to reach for his knife. His fingers barely grazed the handle's tip, frustrating him to no end. So close, yet not close enough.

He looked about frantically, wondering where Toothless had gotten to. Men were shouting and Singetails were skimming across the tops of the water, seemingly searching. Good. That meant Toothless was still out of harm's way- or he hoped. He hadn't fallen too far away from the shore, he should've been able to swim. Unless… unless he was injured.

"Toothless!" He called again, drawing in a deep breath to let out a Night Fury shriek, praying for a returned signal.

The ropes holding him slackened momentarily at the noise, they were probably surprised by his ability to mimic a dragon- most were. But he didn't care, and he took this second to his advantage, tugging as hard as he could in the water with only one leg.

"Bring him in! Bring him in!"

Krogan.

Hiccup grit his teeth and pulled harder, but it was no use. Looking behind him he saw that three men were tugging on the ropes, this was a losing battle on his end. With a gulp Hiccup momentarily fell back under, bouncing back up when his feet found bottom.

It was then that his call was returned, as a faraway shriek echoed, making it almost impossible to pinpoint exactly where the sound was coming from. Men shouted, dragons screeched in pain, but Hiccup's consciousness was fading.

The bola against his head pitched into him, the fifty-pound weight effectively knocking against his skull. Hiccup fell beneath the waves once more, trying to keep his wits about him. He had a sneaking suspicion he'd need them.

Duh, you're kidnapped. Stay alert you idiot.

Arms pulled him out of the waters, forcing him to stand upright as he peered dazedly out of the tangled ropes wrapped about him, somehow finding the strength to glare at the tall bronzed man before him.

"Hm, so you're the famed Dragon Trainer I've so heard of? And Viggo was quite interested in, well…" Krogan laughed deeply, his voice sending chills down Hiccup's spine.

He bit his lip to keep from snarking back, having learned from the past that sarcasm wasn't always the best way to go. So after a moment of getting himself under control, he took a deep shuddering breathe.

"And you're Krogan. Kidnapping me didn't work before, so what makes you think it'll work now?" Hiccup hissed, trying to lunge forward but the arms holding him held fast, so as he only leaned forward ever so slightly. He was trying to be… somewhat intimidating. Or as intimidating as a soaking wet scrawny teen could be.

"Viggo wanted you alive." Krogan's voice deepened and lowered even more- if that was possible. Any deeper and it would sound like chalk against stone. "If I'd had my way, you'd be long dead."

Hiccup snorted, rolling his eyes as his sassiness took over. It was his fallback, the thing he depended on as a defense mechanism- though it did usually get him further in trouble, it did anger and annoy his advisory. "You want to kill me, big whoop. Give me something that makes you different from any of my other past enemies, Krogan."

The fist was unexpected, so it wasn't as much as the pain that silenced Hiccup, as much as it was the shock. His head snapped back as he let out a low quiet moan, hoping no one heard. But of course, they did, for the men holding him chuckled as though finding it amusing.

"That was Viggo's problem as well." Krogan said calmly, and even though Hiccup had closed his eyes as he waited for his senses to return, he could hear Krogan as he paced and circled slowly around him. "He was all words. No action. No violence, no killing. Why do you think he failed, hm?"

"…because… he's an… enemy… dragons- they always best." Hiccup rasped, gazing woozily at Krogan's expressionless face. "he fell… you will too…" He meant the last part as a threat, but his gaspy and wheezy voice made it sound like a taunt. Great, his snarkiness was becoming known without his recognition. Great job, Hiccup, great job.

He was prepared for the blow this time, ducking just in time for the fist to clip the side of his head. The ropes still pressed against him burned against the side of his face, especially when the rough twine rubbed against his slashed ear. He panted weakly, so many blows to the head beginning to take its toll. The bola had been enough to nearly send him unconscious, but Krogan invoking that blow even more was beginning to make him feel drowsily unaware of his surroundings.

"I am not weak like Viggo. He was brains, Ryker was brawn. I am both." Krogan's voice raised in volume, sending Hiccup's ears ringing. "Take him away! And find that Night Fury! He cannot fly without this brat's help, so he is trapped on this island. I want him found!"

"Sir-" One of the men holding Hiccup asked. "Where to? There isn't a dungeon here-"

"Of course not… weaklings. What kind of Vikings are you." Krogan's words were more than obviously directed towards Hiccup, but he chose not to reply. He was proud they didn't need a dungeon, but saying so would only bring him another blow, a blow that would surely make him lose consciousness.

"The stables. Take a chain and tie him to the post- be sure to have a guard on him at all times. I'll give orders once that Night Fury is found." Krogan cast one last glare in Hiccup's direction, before he spun around and stomped towards a platform ladder, calling for his dragon.

The ropes from the net were tugged off of him, freeing Hiccup from their rough grasp. He heaved for air, not realizing before how heavy the weights had been. He felt like he could actually breathe normally again without straining to do so.

He fell in and out of consciousness as he was dragged up the ramps and past huts he knew all too well. He stared weakly at Astrid's, hoping that no evil bastards decided to go rampaging through her things. His betrothal gift to her was probably still in there- Thor he hoped they'd leave that hut alone. Yet he had a feeling they wouldn't, Astrid's hut had the most weapons and defense mechanisms on the Edge.

The stables were changed horribly already. Chains instead of ropes and saddles dangled from the hooks, and a few dragons that were stabled there were moaning and tugging at their bonds. It made Hiccup tear up just to look and listen to them.

The two ex-dragon hunters left Hiccup in the smallest of the stables-turned-cages, the one that had once been for the Terrors. Hiccup's right foot was wrapped twice in a tight chain that had about three feet's length to a pole, barely allowing Hiccup to shift positions.

He sat up and stared out of his prison, watching as men shuffled by with more and more dragons, until the light from the fires outside began to dim, and the stables was left darkened. Hiccup swallowed thickly, praying with all his might that Toothless was safe. With that, he let his head fall back against a pillar, wondering how this venture would end.

…

"He said he'd follow, Astrid. Let's go already! This fog is freezing…" Snotlout whined, rubbing his hands against his arms. Hookfang huffed in agreement, promptly alighting himself on fire. Snotlout sighed in contentment, leaning back against Hookfang's horns.

"We're not leaving until Hiccup gets here- and that's final." She snapped, looking to Snotlout with a gaze that threatened him to try and protest again. Fishlegs rested a reassuring hand on her shoulder, and her gaze softened as she looked back to the sky.

"It's been too long." She whispered. "He should've been back by now."

"We don't know exactly what it is he was doing… so maybe…" Fishlegs shrugged in exasperation, turning back around to give Meatlug a sad pat on the head. "He's coming, Astrid. He's Hiccup! He never lets us down."

Astrid swallowed, and nodded so slightly as her hand went to rest against her collarbone, where under her shirt rested the pendant Hiccup had given her not two months ago. "I know…" she whispered softly.

"If we're just going to sit here." Tuffnut said nonchalantly. "Could we go back and kick some more butt? We only got to do four- unlike Hiccup, who has a Night Fury with the abilities to shoot just one blast to take a man out, geez."

"Hog." Ruffnut muttered in agreement.

"No, guys. We can't. Hiccup's orders were to retreat to the Defenders- and we've already broken one of those two things." Fishlegs stated firmly.

"But what if something happened?" Astrid repeated for the utmost time, fisting her hands against her shirt. "We can't just leave…"

"You don't, but we can. Betrothal's duty, I suppose." Snotlout laughed, sitting up and moving to properly sit in the saddle. "And besides, Hiccup has never had a problem with finding a way out of his own messes before, so let's just get moving, hm? I'd like to stay alive, and we've been sitting her just long enough to give those Flyers time to find us."

"Snotlout, I do agree with Astrid. I think we should just wait here until he exits the fog." Fishlegs added.

"Ugh, why are you guys so boring!" Ruffnut whined, flopping back on the rocky floor of the sea stack. "Why don't we at least go back and peak our heads out of the fog to see what's up?"

Astrid jerked her hand down abruptly, startling the others as she flung herself back up onto Stormfly's back. "I don't care what you guys do- go to the Defenders or stay here, but I'm going back for Hiccup. We cannot just leave him defenseless, that's not how we work."

"You said 'we'." Snotlout grumbled. "Fine, we're coming! Rescuing Hiccup's butt again, yay…"

"If he needs rescuing or not, we're at least going to help him." Astrid called, and without a glance behind she and Stormfly jumped into the air, flapping quickly towards the quickly denigrating fog. The sun would be up soon, and with it, their cover would be gone.

"Make this quick." Fishlegs huffed. "Why can't we ever just listen?" With that, they hastened to follow.