SURPRISE! The 7th chapter gets posted on the same day as the 6th! It's all thanks to my absolute boredom at my apartment. There is nothing to do besides sleep, eat and watch TV. So I work on my stories at my desk; write them down and type them out at my college's library.
Thanks again for every one of my readers! Again, sorry for any typos
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The man struggled against Toothless' grip. Grunting from his attempts, he stared daggers at the black dragon.
"Stupid dragon, I had a clear shot!" The Berserker shouted. When Hiccup came into view he growled, but stopped his thrashing.
"What is a Berserker doing on Berk?!" Hiccup demanded to know.
"You might have chased away the others, but your dumb dragons forgot about us!" The man replied.
Hiccup gasped quietly, "The thirteen soldiers. The dragons must have accidently left them at the cove."
The Berserker began to chuckle out of amusement before dropping that demeanor and growling out, "If it wasn't for your stupid dragon, you'd be in my clutches."
Hiccup's eyes widened, but not from what the man said. "Are you the one responsible?" he commanded in anger.
"Responsible for what?"
"The virus! Every kid on Berk is sick because of it!"
"Every kid?" the man repeated; "Well it's a shame you aren't, you would have been an easy target; not that you aren't already…"
Hiccup growled in annoyance while Toothless dug his claws deeper causing the man to cringe.
"Answer the question!"
"You don't intimidate me, kid."
"I'm not the one you should be intimidated by!"
On cue, a growl erupted from deep within Toothless' throat, once more digging his claws into the man's skin. The Berserker hissed in pain and resumed his struggles.
"I have no idea what you're talking about! I don't know anything about this so called virus except from what you told me!" The man yelled in anger, but his accusation was truthful. Hiccup's face softened; closing his eyes, he sighed in defeat.
Back to square one, again…
"Hey!" the Berserker's scream woke Hiccup from his thoughts, "Aren't you going to tell this beast to let me go or what?!"
Hiccup smiled mischievously, "Sure, but first I have to ask you a question." The man raised an eyebrow. "Have you ever been carried off by a Night Fury before?"
The Berserker soldier screamed for all he was worth as he hung upside down by his foot which was held firmly in one of Toothless' fore paws. The three flew through the night air, Toothless going exceptionally fast to treat their "guest".
"Well, there's a first time for everything." Hiccup commented; he and Toothless sharing a smile.
Thornado opened his large mouth, letting out a roar before landing near the Haddock household. Stoick jumped off, sighing as his mission proved to be unsuccessful. Gobber walked up to his friend, bounding slightly due to his prosthetic.
"I trust you've found out something useful." He requested.
Stoick sighed, "Nothing at all."
"Nothing? No clue, no hint, not even a whisper of some sort—" Stoick interrupted him,
"I've visited many tribes; they have nothing to offer except their wishes." Gobber's eyes drifted downward at what was said by his friend.
"We'll figure something out, Stoick."
"How long do we even have?" the chief asked.
"Uh, don't really know, but I'm sure with more of Hiccup's help—"
"More?! You let him—GOBBER, I don't want him near them!" Stoick proclaimed threw fright.
"Don't worry Stoick, he can't get sick, he's immune to the disease." Gobber informed, his posture not changing.
"Immune?" Stoick was surprised to see this, but more importantly, he was grateful.
"Yeah, you know, immune; it means—"
"I know what it means, what I'm asking is how?"
"We don't know for sure yet. We were able to cross fire worms off the list though."
"Fire worms?"
"Hiccup got bit by one around the same time as when the others were getting sick. But when we found that one lying in the street, it was as sick as the kids." Gobber explained.
"Where's Hiccup now?" Stoick asked, still concerned for his son's safety. Gobber looked up at the sky before replying,
"Why don't you ask him yourself?" Stoick turned to look in the direction Gobber was. His eye brows slanted inward at what he saw. Gobber took a second glance.
"Oh boy,"
"Hiccup…?"
Toothless descended towards them, dropping his cargo before landing on him to keep the human from escaping.
Stoick brought out his sword, the on Hiccup made him for Father's Day (from my one-shot called Gift of a Son), and aimed its tip at the Berserker. Gobber was right behind him, twisting his prosthetic hook to secure it in place.
"What is a Berserker doing here?" The chief demanded in a threatening whisper.
"I found him in the woods—"
"Correction, I found you." The Berserker interrupted Hiccup.
"There's twelve others left to find." Hiccup finished.
"How are they here?" Stoick asked once more. His son opened his mouth to reply, but the Berserker chimed in again.
"Your boy here forgot about us when his precious dragons left us at this so called cove."
"Hahaha, that's a good sport for the afternoon, hunting for Berserkers." Gobber announced his idea. He approached the prisoner, grabbed and lifted him up before shoving him forward to lead him off to the prison center.
"Your boy might be a challenge with those dragons, but he's a perfect target without them. My men will get him, just you wait!" The Berserker taunted gleefully.
"Harm my son and you'll find yourself to be a perfect dummy for target practice!" Stoick threatened back, pointing his sword at the guy.
"And if ya don't shut that mouth of yours, ya won't be able to use it again!" Gobber added.
"Dad…?" Hiccup's voice brought Stoick out of his anger. "I need to see my friends; it's the only way to find a cure." Hiccup stated, still sitting upon Toothless. Stoick sighed, sheathing his blade; he looked up at his son and nodded.
"Thanks," Hiccup said softly with a smile.
As the two left for the Great Hall, Stoick turned to watch the Berserker disappear along with his friend. He narrowed his eyes before leaving to follow his son and Toothless.
"You're immune?" Astrid asked in a hoarse voice. Hiccup nodded before his eyes drifted down.
"Yeah, but we don't know why yet." He looked up at his friends. They all laid together in a row of five, Astrid being the closest to Hiccup. Hiccup's left hand was cupped around Astrid's right, his grip strong while hers was limp.
"I promise to find out whatever caused this and fix it." He added.
"Don't be so hard on yourself, Hiccup. It's not your fault you're immune." Astrid replied. Hiccup glanced down at the floor again. He looked up again, scanning the multitude of children that lay with his friends.
"But I'm the only one. There has to be a reason…"
"You'll find it, I have faith in you." Astrid stated with a weak smile.
"You know what I could go for right now; snow berries." Tuffnut randomly chimed in.
"If we could keep them down, sure." Ruffnut added.
Hiccup's face lit up and he stood. "Snow berries!"
"Yeah, I know, delicious…" Tuffnut began to water at the mouth.
"No, the snow berries could be the cure!" Hiccup corrected him.
"How so?" Astrid asked.
"My memory is still a little hazy, but when Dagur released that smoke gas on me, it made me queasy and my muscles weak. I remember my dad having a conversation about snow berries then I remember eating them. The snow berries cancelled out the gas' effects." Hiccup explained.
"So…" Snotlout asked groggily.
"So, perhaps the snow berries could work with you guys."
"But it's not the same, we didn't get gassed." Fishlegs inquired.
"But your symptoms are the same as mine was. It's our only lead, so we have to take it." Hiccup reasoned with them. With no objections, Hiccup knew what he needed.
"I'll be back, soon, I promise." With that he left, the doors closing their visual on their leader and friend.
Alright, I'm so proud of myself! Two updates in one day! Woohoo!
Thanks again for all your support every one! Next chapter should be updating in a few days.