Debts Owing 2

"So all he wants to talk about is calming one of the Whispering Deaths?" Hiccup asked his father the next morning wanting to make certain Alvin wasn't help to anything.

Stoick gave a slight nod, his focus more on the new treaty and making sure Alvin hadn't skipped or added anything. "Apparently two of the bucks are fighting over a female that's in heat and one was injured. He simply wants to keep them from fighting and tearing up the island."

"Well separating them would be the first step," Hiccup answered with a roll of his eyes. "That would be Dragons 101. He read the Book of Dragons it's right there."

His father frowned and set aside the peace treaty before looking at him with raised brows. "Really? Is didn't think to mention that to him," he said, voice dripping with the same amount of sarcasm as Hiccup's. "Maybe instead of always giving sass you'd try helping him. He's not planning on forming an army only saving his island."

"He should let go free."

"Maybe you should let Toothless go free."

Hiccup inhaled sharply at the suggestion then looked to his best friend curled up near the hearth. "He's free to leave whenever he wants," he finally answered but for a minute he wondered if maybe he was treating Toothless more like a pet than a friend. "I just have to re-rig his prosthetic tail and…"

Stoick touched his shoulder. "No one's asking you to give up Toothless but you can't ask Alvin to do the same with his Whispering Deaths…he's become rather attached to them, like Gothi and her Terrible Terrors. Everyone has their own preference of dragon. Give him a little advice. Maybe show him how to properly ride a dragon."

Letting his breath out in a huff, Hiccup sighed. "Fine. What about his warriors? Are they going to be there?"

"No, they're staying here. Alvin wants to talk one on one with you and he agreed to Toothless being there to protect you. It's going to be okay, Hiccup. Do a fly by first to make sure there's no one trying to ambush you. Have the riders do an occasional fly by until you're done."

Hiccup nodded. "Yeah…now that's an idea. Okay, I'll have them do an hourly ride, maybe take turns so the Outcasts don't figure out what we're up to. That might work. I'll get Snotlout and the twins to check the shoreline to make sure no other ships are moored. Whatever Alvin's up to I'll find out."

Stoick only shook his head and mumbled something under his breath about teenagers and being over suspicious but Hiccup barely heard him as he ran out of the hut with Toothless in tow. He and the riders went around the island twice and checked every water level cave then did a fly over the area Alvin said to meet but there was no sign of any Outcast let alone anyone on the west of the village with the exception of Alvin himself. That didn't make Hiccup feel any better but it was time to meet up with the Outcast leader and whether he liked it or not he had agreed to help him if it was safe. He asked Astrid and Snotlout to take turns doing a sweep of the area they were supposed to be in and to either get him and Toothless out of there or get help. Both agreed and Astrid, as always, reminded him to be careful and that Alvin was capable of anything – like Hiccup didn't already know that.

Hiccup and Toothless landed a short distance from Alvin's camp, not surprised to see he had taken shelter in a small cave, one craved by a Whispering Death hatchling nearly two years previous. Alvin had become rather fond of the breed of dragon and they seemed to thrive on Outcast Island. "Be ready, bud," Hiccup warned, moving slowly to the cave. Of course Alvin would pick a cave that couldn't be seen from the air. He probably had an entire army hidden in there just waiting for them. He raised a hand signally Toothless to stay behind him as he slowly inched toward the cave then cautiously peeked inside fully excepting to have a bunch of crossbows aimed at him. Instead he found Alvin building a small fire and the cave to only be forty or fifty feet deep and ten feet high, a rather small cave for a Whispering Death, hatchling or not.

Relaxing a little Hiccup sighed and lowered his hand. Well it wasn't trap that was good, right? If it was it was a poorly conceived one. "So why a cave?" he asked casually as he and Toothless stepped inside. "You know it's perfectly nice outside." Where the riders could see us, he added mentally.

Alvin didn't look up from his work. "It's about to rain. As much as I like a good spring shower I thought we'd be more comfortable here."

Hiccup hesitated. I was cloudy out but he was sure the rain would hold for another hour or two. "Okay so we're here, what's this favor you want?"

"You owe me a debt, boy. It's not a favor," Alvin countered. He sat back on his large rump and looked the boy over. "Come here and let me have a good look at you."

The boy raised a questioning brow. "Okay…" He stepped a little closer and raised his arms. "See?"

"No, all of you. Turn around, slowly."

His brows furrowed and he glanced at Toothless before shrugging and slowly turning around. "Okay, now what? Bounce on one foot? My balance isn't the greatest."

Alvin only hummed softly to himself as he looked Hiccup over, his eyes lingering on his backside appreciatively. "You're still small," he noted as Hiccup faced him once more. "But then you are a Hiccup. It's only right I suppose."

"What does my size have to do with dragons?" Hiccup countered confused.

"Nothing," Alvin answered with a grin.

"Then what do you want?"

Alvin gestured to a spot on the other side of the fire. "Sit down and we'll discuss it." He waited until Hiccup was seated and Toothless had taken up guard at the cave's entrance before continuing. "I have to admit I lied to your father. This has nothing to do with my dragons. This is about you and me."

Somehow Hiccup wasn't surprised and went to motion for Toothless but curiosity stopped him. "What about you and me? You tried to force me to train your dragons, teamed up with Mildew then Dagur and lost your tribe. I helped you get it back while you helped me save my father. Technically we're even."

"Ah…but you had more to lose than I did. A father cannot be replaced but a tribe…you can always find a new tribe. Many others have. So you owe me a debt and I will see to it that you fulfill it, otherwise I might let slip a few of your secrets, ones even your father fears to breath aloud to the other chiefs," Alvin purred, his eyes lighting up on the verge of victory.

Hiccup gave a laugh not phased in the least. "What secrets? Every tribe knows we train dragons now. What would my father hide from them after that?"

"Perhaps that you're a Dragon Whisperer, that you speak fluent Dragonese."

Toothless became laughing at the cave entrance.

"Well I wouldn't say fluently." The boy glared at his dragon and gestured toward Alvin in an obvious "What the hell?" move that only made Toothless laugh at him more. Hiccup turned his focus back to Alvin. "So I speak Dragonese, what's the problem?"

"It's outlawed by the 'Thing' or did Stoick forget to tell you?"

"Nope, he's lectured me since I first started learning when I was twelve. He couldn't stop me and no one else will either."

Alvin hummed thoughtfully. "You're probably right, lad. But are you willing to go to war if the knowledge became public?"

"Are you bribing me?" Hiccup shrugged his slim shoulders. "If they want to go to war over something so foolish then my father will handle it." But there was a shadow of worry now and Hiccup had to really think about it. His father had warned him if others learned of his gift that it might cause certain tribes to go to war to put a stop to it. "Look, just tell me what you want. I've got other things to do today."

"No, you don't." The Outcasts gave a toothy smile. "Did you know we're related? Your father and I are second cousins, the grandsons of Grimbeard the Ghastly which makes us third cousins. Our destinies have always been tied together."

"Okay but that still doesn't explain why we're here."

Alvin's gazed travelled to Toothless. "You're going to tame my dragon."

Hiccup stood. He was fed up with Alvin's games and riddles. There were a number of other things he could be doing rather than sitting here listening to the old man. He was as deranged as Dagur. "Either tell me what you want or we're out of here." There was a rumble of thunder in the distance and the sudden putter patter of rain. So Alvin had been right about that.

Alvin paid it no mind. "Leave and the Outcasts and Hooligans go back to war. To you really think I only have five men wandering around Berk? Your riders failed on numerous occasions to detect my men. If you leave before the desired time they will kill every member of your tribe save your father. I will kill him before your very eyes." He gave the boy a challenging look. "Stay and you may learn a few things. I promise, Hiccup, I won't hurt you or your dragon. I just want a few hours of you time."

"That's what you said before, why?"

The man stood and towered over him but despite his words he still seemed at peace and unthreatening. "I want you. I have since the moment I saw you ride that dragon. You're smaller than the boys I normally take but I know we'll fit perfectly together."

Hiccup backed away. "Okay, now I'm a little freaked out. I'm not joining the Outcasts."

Alvin grinned. "Had you're father followed the cold and sent you adrift when you were born you would have been mine years ago."

"Yours?"

"Babies who survive the winter waters usually wash up on Outcast Island. Not many arrive alive but something tells me you would have. You're too stubborn to die. If I didn't find you then it would have been dragons like our ancestor, Hiccup Horrendous the Second. History would have repeated itself. In many ways it has. Either way you were meant to be mine."

"Toothless, I think it's time to go now," Hiccup said, edging towards his friend. Alvin had finally lost his mind but for whatever Toothless only sniffed the air and looked confused at the two and a little too mellow for Hiccup's liking. His bright green eyes were a little too wide and he was blinking rapidly like he did when he had a little too much dragon nip or managed to get his teeth into a chunk of dragon nip.

"A little dragon nip in the fire," Alvin explained. "He'll be a happy dragon. Thank your father for that little tidbit of knowledge. You can't get too angry though, he was only trying to help me calm a Whispering Death."

"Dad…" Hiccup moaned. Stoick really wanted to believe Alvin had changed his ways. "Dragon nip would have been better. What do you want, Alvin?"

"Strip."

"What?"

"Remove your clothing…slowly. Don't worry, Toothless isn't going anywhere." Alvin stepped back and raised his brows expectantly. When the boy failed to begin he glanced at the Nightfury. "How much dragon nip does it take before Toothless is completely incapacitated? Would he even flinch if I drew a sword right now?"

"Dare you to try it," Hiccup challenged but he began taking off his vest, not wanting his best friend to get hurt.

Alvin's focus returned to Hiccup, his smile growing with every article of nothing the boy removed until he was down to one his trousers and briefs. Hiccup hugged himself refusing to go further. "All of it, lad," he purred, licking his lips as if staring of a delicious morsel of his favorite dish.

The youth frowned and took a deep breath. Reluctantly he placed one hand on the rock wall and removed his prosthetic lower left leg and dropped it on the ground with a clang. Then, balancing very carefully, he began removing his trousers until he was only in his skivvies. There he stopped once more and glared at Alvin.

"I said all of it, boy," Alvin purred in a low sultry voice as he stepped up to Hiccup. "I want to see every inch of what I've so patiently waited for." When Hiccup didn't move he stepped right up to him, slid his large hands down his sides and into his underpants, cupping his small ass then ripping the fabric off so the Hiccup now stood naked before him. "Now that wasn't so hard, was it? As bullheaded as your father."

"Can I at least put my prosthetic back on? I'm having a little trouble balancing here." Hiccup asked, wobbling slightly on his one foot and frowning past Alvin to Toothless who looked to be in his own little world much as he had been the day before when his father had fed him far too much. He'd need to have a talk with his Dad about giving away trade secrets even if they seemed innocent enough.

Alvin eyed his bad leg. Without the prosthetic the boy couldn't go anywhere so rather than let Hiccup have it he snatched it up and tossed it to Toothless who seemed to think it was some sort of toy and started patting at it. "It'll be safe with him."

"Toothless!" Hiccup whined as his dragon nosed the metal and wooden appendage. "That's not a toy." He sighed. "Alright, I'm naked. Are you happy now?"

"Hm…almost." Alvin studied him for several long moments, his fat fingers tracing the numerous scars caused by his work at the forge, burns while training dragons, cuts from talons and the odd bite mark. Nothing seemed to be life threatening, not like his missing left calf and foot. Each mark was like to countless freckles that dotted his lovely pale body, marks of beauty. "How many hours would you say you spend riding Toothless a day?"

Hiccup looked up in confusion. "I don't know…two to six. Maybe less, sometimes more. It depends what we're doing."

"Recently?"

"Two, maybe three."

"Ah…I'm sure we can do better than that."

Now Hiccup was completely confused. He pretty much figured out Alvin intended to rape him and that Toothless was out of it because of the dragon nip fumes which were a little heady. None of the other dragons would notice it now that it was raining. Alvin had actually formulated a plan that was working. He squeezed his eyes shut as Alvin began to undress, his clothing piling on top of Hiccup's. Alvin was a big man, very big and Hiccup felt his throat catch as he tried to come up with some witting remark that might through the man off long enough for him to figure a way to escape. Sadly his ride was incapacitated and he was down to only one leg which meant Alvin would catch him before he got two hops out of the cave. But the fact Alvin was a big man with a gut like a heavy barrel it was his manhood gutting underneath that frightened him. Knowing you're about to be raped and seeing the device that was to do that crime were two different things. Knowing you're about to be raped gave your mind enough time to think of ways to escape while seeing what was about to enter him made him freeze in sudden fear and incapable of any upper brain functions. He felt smaller than ever before and forgetting he was down to only one leg he tried taking a step back only to fall when he finally realized he was short one foot.

Alvin caught him around the waist and drew him close. "Easy there. I told you I won't hurt you. All you need to do is relax and let me do what I want. I told you this was personal. It's been a long time since anyone excited me the way you do."

Hiccup wasn't sure how to respond that and before he knew it was lowered to the ground. He couldn't believe this was happening. Was he really going to let Alvin do this? He could have fought harder. He could have made Toothless take him home – okay, maybe not but he still liked to think so. Besides the others were doing hourly sweeps – clap of thunder shook the ground – or maybe not.

"You don't need to fear me, Hiccup. I'll make sure you enjoy every minute as much as I do," Alvin purred, laying a rough stubbly kiss on Hiccup collar bone. His hand ran over his flat belly. "And I'm going to fill you better than any consort before you."