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Thank you to everyone who read my story and thank you so much for the great reviews.
I was delighted with how quickly people responded to this story and I have resolved to try and update at least once a week.
In all honesty, I didn't expect people to like it and so, I posted the first chapter with only a vague idea of what direction the plot would take. Probably not a great plan, but meh… As a result I'm kinda just making most of it up as I go along, so if you happen to spot any major plot holes please let me know.
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I own absolutely nothing to do with 'How To Train Your Dragon', or 'Dragons: Riders of Berk.'
They had been walking for a while now, and Hiccup could do absolutely nothing but kick helplessly as he was carried, unwillingly further and further away from his home, the armour on the outcasts shoulder digging into his stomach.
He kept trying to call out through the gag in his mouth, hoping that somehow, someone from the village would be able to hear and figure out that something was amiss. Every time he was met with the mocking laughs and jeers from the pirates around him.
He shook his head, trying to shake the blindfold off but his efforts proved fruitless and he only succeeded to frustrate himself more and make the gash above his eye throb with pain.
"It's useless boy." He heard Alvin chuckle from the front of the group. "Ye may as well give up."
If Hiccup hadn't been blindfolded, bound, gagged and slung over a large pirate's shoulder, he would've glared, maybe said something sarcastic and witty but as it were, he could do neither.
He hoped that Gobber was okay…he had heard the whack after Alvin had finished his little threat and could only assume by Gobbers silence afterwards that he had been knocked out. The smithy was as tough as they came and Hiccup knew that Gobber could handle anything, but that didn't stop Hiccup from worrying. He was family.
'Speaking of family', Hiccup thought, his thoughts drifting to what Alvin had told Gobber, 'what does Alvin want with my Dad?' He wondered worriedly.
He didn't have much time to ponder this before the sound of the ocean waves reached his ears. They were on the completely opposite side of the island, Hiccup realised.
"Mpphh!" the auburn-haired boy grunted as he felt the ground begin to slope downward, the air getting chillier. He was jostled as the pirate carrying him manoeuvred roughly on the uneven ground.
"Everyone, get on te the ship! We leave immediately!" Alvin's voice boomed from somewhere behind him.
At this, Hiccups struggling increased. 'Leave?!' He thought, panic taking over. At least if they were on the island he had a chance of somehow breaking free or of someone finding them. But out there, on the ocean, trapped on some boat he wouldn't stand a chance of escaping.
He tried to twist his wrists, pulled his arms this way and that, hoping that the rope securing them together behind his back would loosen or he could slip free. And with each tug and pull, he became more desperate and panicked as the rope bit into and cut his skin.
There was no give to them.
Hiccup heard the hallow thumps as they began climbing onto the wooden ship. As soon as they were aboard, he heard the outcasts begin to quickly move around the deck, readying the ship to set sail.
"Put Stoick's boy in the brig!" He heard Alvin order from across the vessel. Immediately, his captor strode across the deck. A door creaked open and he stepped inside what Hiccup assumed was the interior of the ship, down a small flight of stairs. Another door opened and for the second time that night, Hiccup found himself dropped unceremoniously to the wooden floor, landing painfully on his left side with a thud.
Pain flared in Hiccups ribs at the harsh contact and he moaned in pain.
For a moment, he lay there, breathing heavily. He knew that the brute that had grabbed and assaulted him was still there. He could feel him watching him. From above he could hear the other pirates scurrying about on deck. He could hear Alvin barking out orders as the ship started on its course away from Berk and to somewhere unknown to Hiccup…
His arms were grabbed suddenly and the rope untied. Hiccup kicked and thrashed his legs as he was dragged backwards across the floor by his wrists.
His arms were pulled behind a column and his wrists retied. More rope circled tightly around his stomach, his arms, his chest and the column. He tried to pull away as the rope put pressure on his already aching ribs but found that he couldn't move more than an inch.
The pirate chuckled darkly, his heavy footsteps moving in the direction of the door. The door closed and Hiccup heard a click as it was locked.
Alone, ribs throbbing, gash stinging, trapped and completely helpless, Hiccup couldn't help but wonder anxiously just what it was that Alvin had planned.
'Dad, Toothless', he prayed.'someone, Please find me.'
~HTTYD~_~Revenge~_~HTTYD~_~Revenge~_~HTTYD~_Revenge~_~HTTYD~_~Revenge~
Stoick awoke to a loud thumping and whining sound. "Toothless", he muttered with a sigh and rolled over on his massive bed. He peaked one bleary eye open and stole a glance out the window, to see the still darkened sky. Tinges of dark purple and pink appearing where the sky met the ocean, the first sign of the sunrise.
'It's still early.' He thought. He sighed and closed his eye, relaxing again with the pleasant thought of sleeping for another two or three hours before he would have to get up and start his cheifing duties of the day.
He felt himself beginning to drift off when the thumping and whining started up again. 'Probably wants Hiccup to take 'im flyin' again." He thought.
"Toothless! Quiet!" He called tired and irritated only to be met with more thumps. "Hiccup! Calm yer dragon. I need ter sleep!"
When the thumping and whining continued Stoick quickly began to lose his patience.
Throwing off his blanket, he pulled himself from his bed and threw open his bedroom door. "Toothless!"
The big black dragon's head swivelled around to Stoick. He had expected to see the beast with his expression of fake innocence at having woken the Viking up, to stare at him as though he hadn't been doing anything wrong.
Instead, Toothless' eyes were narrowed to slits and as he looked at Stoick, he could swear that the dragon seemed worried or tense. 'Maybe he's not feelin' well.'
"Son," he called up the stairs. "I think there might be sometin wrong with yer beast…" Toothless turned back to scratching at the door. "Oi! Don't do that, ye mangy…." Muttering under his breath the large Viking quickly strode forward and opened the door. He was almost bowled over as Toothless practically threw himself outside, put his snout to the ground, and sniffed loudly for a moment before dashing off in the direction of the village, disappearing out of sight.
Stoick stood in the doorway with one eyebrow raised, completely bewildered at the strange behaviour. Then, with a shrug, he closed the large door.
"Err…never mind, Hiccup. I think 'e just really had ter pee or somethin'. "He called and moved to go back to his bed.
It was then he realized that he hadn't heard a peep from his scrawny, auburn haired teenage son. Considering how distressed Toothless had sounded a few moments ago, Stoick found it surprising that Hiccup hadn't immediately come barrelling down the stairs to see what was the matter with his best friend.
He turned towards the stairs, wondering what had kept his son from his dragon. Reaching Hiccups bedroom door, he knocked. "Hey, Hiccup." He started opening the door. "Did ya hear me bef-" Hiccups bed was empty and made. Brow furrowed in confusion, Stoick stepped into the room and put a hand on the blankets.
They were cold.
'Huh! That's odd.' The red bearded Viking thought to himself. 'Hiccup didn't sleep in his bed last night?' He thought back to Toothless' strange behaviour and suddenly found a knot of worry creep into his chest.
Any thoughts of going back to sleep now forgotten, Stoick headed back down the stairs and out the front door. The sky was now a mixture of orange and red as the sun began to rise from the ocean and Stoick found a phrase automatically play through his head.
'Red sky in the morning, Shepard's warning.' The phrase, Stoick remembered, referred to the fact that if there was a red sky in the morning, than that meant it would rain later on. Stoick remembered hearing it all the time as a child. Of course it rained and snowed a lot on Berk and the term faded into obscurity for him.
The chief thought it a little strange that he would suddenly think of it now.
Shaking his head and pushing the thought to the back of his mind, he made his way into the Great Hall. At first he thought it to be empty until he spotted Reetha Kirdsen fixing up tables and placing food on a large table at the back, getting the hall ready for the daily routines of breakfast for the village.
At the sound of the door opening she looked up. "Mornin' Stoick!" She greeted. "Yer up early." She chuckled, continuing with her task. "Wantin' te get an early start on yer duties are ya?" She asked cheerfully.
"Err yes." He answered distractedly. "Good mornin'. Have ye by any chance seen Hiccup about?" Stoick asked curiously. Reetha shook her head, her brunette curls bouncing about. "Sorry, can't say that I have. Maybe he went flying with Toothless." She suggested." I'm always seein' them flyin' about."
Stoick shook his massive head. "Nah, I know he's not with the dragon." He sighed.
"Oh." Reetha continued to set the tables. "Have ya checked the smithy shop? Maybe he's thought up some new invention." She suggested absent mindedly. She picked up a large basket of fish for the dragons and set it in an even larger bowl by the door.
'The Smithy! Why didn't I think o' that!?'
"Ye know, I think ye might be right! Thanks Reetha. "Stoick waved and moved out the door, following the path to the forge. 'He's probably thought up some kind a insane contraption again.'
Remembering the last time Hiccup had stayed up late to invent the wild idea of a machine he had thought up, he had ended up staying up all night to finish it and had just manage to complete it before falling asleep on his drawing desk, using all of the machines blueprints and sketches as a makeshift pillow, The dragon curled up behind him.
The image brought a fond smile to Stoick's face.
Turning the corner to the forge, he was starting to think that this time was not the same as the last. The Smithy's still seemed to be locked up from last night. Stoick looked up at the sky again. The sun was almost completely up now. There were still tinges of red, pink and orange but they were slowly starting to fade.
'Odd,' Stoick thought suddenly. 'Gobbers usually openin' up shop by now.'
Movement out of the corner of his left eye grabbed his attention. There, he spotted Toothless coming out of the trees; Gobber suddenly stumbled out from behind the scaly beast and leaned against the dragons' side.
Stoick started jogging over to his oldest friend. "Gobber!" He called in concern. "Stoick!" The smithy called back and now that the chief was close enough he could see a very large, darkly bruised lump on his friends' forehead.
"Stoick, I tried to stop 'em, but there were too many!" He said anxiously to the chief. "What? Gobber what happened te yer head?" Stoick gestured with worry to the lump.
"Never mind that! They grabbed Hiccup! They grabbed 'im an' took 'im!" He gestured wildly and desperately to the forest behind him.
Stoick froze for a moment. The knot of fear in his chest was back full force. "Who?" He whispered, anger starting to build up towards whoever had dared lay a hand on his Hiccup. Gobber didn't answer straight away.
"Gobber, who took my son?!" He asked through gritted teeth, his blue eyes fierce, and his balled fists shaking in rage. Gobber looked into Stoick's eyes.
"Alvin."
Okay, same drill as last time. Please review and remember, I accept constructive criticism. As you probably guessed I'm not good at making up names, don't believe me? Just ask Reetha Kirdsen. LOL.
Thanks again to everyone who read and reviewed the story last time. Seeing the feedback of my work really made my day.
I'll try to have this updated again by Sunday. If not by then it will definitely be updated by next week.