Author's Note: I don't own How To Train Your Dragon :(

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Uncharted Nightmares

I watched in horror as he plunged into the gigantic fireball. I tried my hardest to catch up to him but it was too late. I hit the ground, breaking bones I didn't know I had, but that didn't matter. He was gone. I wasn't fast enough and now he's dead. I didn't care if I died. I wanted to die.

In the distance I saw the Vikings gathered around a large man, holding a scrawny boy and crying. The boys face was burnt beyond recognition, but I knew, as every one else did, who it was.

A blonde girl emerged from the crowd, hands covering her mouth. She watched, unbelieving at the scene in front of her. She collapsed onto the pebbled beach, cursing the Gods.

Without warning the large Viking placed the boy back onto the ground and started towards me. I couldn't bring myself to move. He reached me and gave me a look of pure hatred.

"This is all your fault," he growled. He was telling the truth, it was. I didn't feel a speck of denial.

He lifted his axe above his head. I didn't move. I didn't want to. I looked over at the boy; I would be with him soon. Glancing back at the man, I knew it was only seconds until he killed me. I was not afraid of death. I welcomed it.

Just as the man was about to swing his axe down at full force I heard a voice, the voice of a teenage boy.

"Toothless, wake up bud, " it said. I felt my vision fading.

"Come on bud, wake up." That was the last thing I heard before I blacked out.

My eyes snapped open to see none other than Hiccup knelt beside me. He was alive! "Your alive!" I exclaimed, even though he would not be able to understand me. I felt immeasurable joy building up inside me. I pounced on him partly because I was so glad to see him alive and partly to make sure he actually was alive. He fell to the ground, a shocked expression on his face. 'Yep, he's alive' I confirmed in my head. I licked his face for good measure. He looked slightly concerned, slightly amused and very, very confused.

"Ok bud, ok. Can you get off me now?" I guess he finally figured out what was wrong, due the confused look on his face rapidly vanishing. "Just a bad dream, that's all. I'll have to write that in the Book of Dragons tomorrow; dragons dream as well." He mused to himself "Now try and get some sleep Toothless, you don't want to be so tired you can't fly, now do you?"

I shook my head, which made him smile. I nuzzled him just to check once more that he was real and settled back down on my bed. Hiccup patted my snout and walked back over to his bed and lay down.

"Goodnight, Toothless"

"Goodnight, Hiccup"