Chapter 7

The teens had followed Dagur's and Hiccup's trail, it seemed the berserker had no intention of hiding his presence, almost as if he wanted to be found. "Guys this seems too easy, it's almost as if Dagur wants us to find him." Declares Astrid

"He won't once I get my hands on him; no one hurts my cousin and gets away with it!"

Fishlegs smiles at the love that Snotlout is showing, he really did care about Hiccup, in fact they all did and they were going to prove that no one harms their friend.

The twins were even being quiet and helpful; they were just as worried for the boy as everyone else. The group stop in their tracks upon hearing muffled yelling, each teen taking a spot behind a bush as they follow the small sounds.

Dagur had started a camp fire to keep warm and to cook some of the large fish he'd caught, tearing away at the cooked body disgustingly, he smirked at this turn of events and smiled upon his young captive, everything had gone better than expected.

A muffled cry makes the deranged teen howl into the night sky, he had the perfect bait and by sundown tomorrow, he'd have himself a Night Fury.

The teens followed the howling and intense smoke to discover a camp site, the camp site of non-other than Dagur the Deranged, but all ten eyes fell upon the grunting and crying boy helplessly hanging on a tree, Hiccup's wrists looked red and swollen, his right leg being pulled down by the weight of many large rocks, but what scared them the most was the boy's mouth … Hiccup's mouth was covered completely in what looked to be black tar … Dagur had

"We need to get Hiccup out of there now." Whispers Astrid, forcing her fellow friends away from the scene before them

"How? How could he do … Do that to Hiccup!" Whispers Snotlout

Fishlegs and the twins continue staring at their friend, listening to his pained muffled cries

"Hiccup will be fine, tar doesn't dry out fast … Right now it's just burning him." States Astrid sadly "Now do we all know the plan?"

Dagur finished his fish and moves to retire for the rest of the night all the while smirking at Hiccup, he'd always imagined sealing the boy's mouth closed and to have done it the way he did made things even better, although he had many more ideas he'd love to use. "Nighty night, brother"

Hiccup glares as Dagur lays down beside the rock keeping him dangling from the tree, the pain on his lips was so intense, tar is used for sealing the shingles on the Vikings roof to prepare for devastating winter, it is not meant to be used as a gag! The boy attempts once more too free himself, but neither his wrists nor his leg will move, all he has is his stump and frankly, that does him no good.