A/N Hey guys I am so sorry it took me so long to get this done but I have been working on unpacking because I just moved! Well enjoy the story. This is the first part of it and I will update and add more if I get at least 5 favorites and 5 reviews.

Hiccup's POV, 8 years later:

Fishlegs and I were walking along the sidewalk when we saw Snotlout and a few of his friends talking in a crowd. As we passed Snotlout stuck his foot out and tripped me. So Snotlout challenged me into him to a duel in front of everyone, but I guess he forgot how good I was with a sword; probably convinced himself that he taught me. The duel was scheduled for that afternoon and nearly everyone was coming; everyone from the rest of our little "gang" all the way down to Mildew. My dad as well as Snotlout's was going to watch and my dad looked a little sick. It took forever for me to convince Toothless to stay away from the arena gate, but I somehow managed it; though I couldn't get him to stop growling at Snotlout and Hookfang.

Later that day in the arena they explained the rules. Basically fight fair, no killing or seriously maiming; otherwise there were very little restrictions, and by the evil gleam in Snotlout's eye, I knew he was planning on breaking one or all of the rules. We both got to choose a sword and a shield and since I was challenged I picked first. I grabbed a sword and shield almost at random and looked down, half expecting to facepalm at my choice. But they weren't to bad. A purposefully jagged sword and a large, light (as light as shields go) shield which left the longer stone sword and a bigger, heavier shield which Snotlout had to use. My heart was racing and when the duel started my instincts kicked in almost immediately. After a few sloppy parries Snotlout grinned maliciously at me, and next thing I knew I was whipping my sword to block his, doing perfect overhand stabs and ducking his strikes. It didn't take long to disarm him and his heavy shield was doing next to nothing for him. I had him pinned to the wall weaponless; he was scared and mad. It was over. I had won. Everyone excluding Snotlout and his dad were cheering, but I heard Snotlout over the crowd, "I will get my revenge Hiccup. For this humiliation I swear I'll get my revenge."

That night I had woke up from someone touching me and I saw Snotlout's face. He shoved me into a bag, heaved it over his shoulder, and left. After a long trip he dumped me out onto the floor of an old building. My heart pounding, I got up a little too late. Before I could get up he tied my hands behind my back and shoved me down. The next morning he left me alone and he finally came back at 12:00 and gave me less than a bite of stale bread. That night I could barely fall asleep because I was starving.

I woke up to Snotlout whipping me with the knotted piece of rope he showed me the day before. He yelled at me to wake up and clean the floor with a wollen rag and some warm water and then he would give me another bite of stale bread. So I wiped the floors like I was suppose to and got another bite of stale bread. Then he left again and yet again came back at 12:00 but this time he brought a wooden sword. Snotlout approached me and hit me as hard as he can in the face. I put my hand over my eye and felt thick liquid coming out and when I brought my hand back down and it was blood red.