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Hiccup scribbled over the hand drawn map in his notebook, slapped the pencil between the pages and shoved the notebook into his hoodie's pocket. "Some people drop a cell phone in a puddle; some people lose a knife in the mud. No, that's too lucky for me! I manage to lose an entire dragon!" He whipped out a pocket knife and hurled it a tree burying the tip. He walked over to retrieve it and noticed that the tree was snapped in half. Hiccup spun and found a huge ditch leading away from the tree. He jogged down the length of it and found the Night Fury "Hoh boy".

Connor effortlessly followed Hiccup's trail; broken fern here, scuffed moss on rock there, snapped twig here. Achilles was going to have to crack down on this. It was just sloppy, and pitiful. He remembered how the boy just showed up at the Homestead begging for training, said something not needing ridiculous amounts of strength. Achilles outright refused, but Connor took pity on the boy and showed him the basics. He did well in climbing and fighting, he was not very aggressive but learned fast. Eventually Achilles accepted him and trained him in the ways of the Assassins. The story took even longer than it did for Connor because Hiccup wouldn't stop asking questions. At first he had been squeamish around blood during hunting but he got used to it. That in Connor's was the most impressive thing. He had always thought you must be born to be an Assassin, and that was true for Hiccup. Then they got to stealth. Hiccup was hopeless at first, but he got the hang of it eventually being as resourceful as he is. "Whoa" Connor breathed "that's a big ditch". He jogged down the length of it, he also noticed the broken tree at the beginning of it.


". . . I'm gonna cut your heart out dragon, then I'm gonna take it to my father and become a Berkian!" Hiccup raised his hidden blade above his head to bring it down on the dragon's throat. He tried again. He realized he couldn't do it, he retracted the blade and made to walk off "I did this" he sighed.

"Then cut the poor bastard loose" Hiccup spun and the on there leaning against a tree was Connor in his camouflage hoodie and dark cargo pants with his bow on his shoulder calmly twirling his tomahawk. Hiccup almost wet his pants.

"I hate it when you do that." Connor snorted.

"You need to work on moving through the forest more" Hiccup groaned knowing what this meant going through the woods trying to shake off a pack of blood hounds and the trainers for a week.

"So what are we going to do with this guy?" Connor asked.

"Like you said, cut the poor bastard loose."

"Is this a good idea?"

Hiccup gave him a look. Connor groaned "Answers that question." Extending their blades they set to work. Neither of them noticed the dragon tense as the rope loosened. When the last one came apart the dragon knocked Connor away and pinned Hiccup to the ground. Praying for a quick death Hiccup slowly opened his when nothing happened only to receive a roar to the face. The dragon then flew off slamming into a tree as it did so.

Hiccup let his breath out while Connor picked himself up off the ground. "We will never speak of this again."

Connor nodded "That sounds about right."