my gods, I haven't written in SO long! But I do have a little something for you guys while we "silently" wait for Doomsday...
What if Camicazi fought Alvin before being put in the box?
Camicazi glared at the vampire spydragon that was her captor and kicked angrily at it. She softly called Hiccup's name, wishing, hoping for him. He didn't come. She tried again, yearning desperately for an answer. It never came. She was placed firmly in front of Alvin the treacherous, her burglary supplies shedded. Alvin grinned at her and tossed her a sword, taking up his own. She fought hard.
"Hah! Good move! You're worse than Hiccup!" Camicazi slashed her signature c into the back of his cloak, smiling at her work. Alvin cut the tip of his sword into her Dragonmark, grinning evilly. A drop of blood spilt onto her golden hair, daunting her clean for once appearance. She kept going, a little weaker this time. Alvin slashed her arms, leaving an A on each one. She shed one small tear and they swept her into a cleanly padlocked box. A little later, she heard Hiccup's voice.
"Camicazi? Are you alright?"
"Do you want the truth, or something happy?" she heard a thumping of Hiccup's body against her box. His eyes poked in the hole in the wood and he grimaced.
"What have you done to her?" he yelled at the witch. Excellinor saw her chance to make things worse.
"Want to see?" she asked,stripping the box of it's chains. Camicazi boldly stepped out, letting the small amount of blood fix itself. Hiccup flung himself at her, holding her two arms firmly.
"That'll stop the flow." assured Hiccup, wrapping them in a strip of his fire-suit. Camicazi cringed and kicked Alvin and the witch aside, hopping upon the deadly shadow (with some help from Hiccup. )