"Whoo! Yeah!" Fishlegs grinned at the group, who was all tangled on the floor. "Does anyone want to do that again?" Ruffnut glared at him in irritation and grumbled, "What do you think?" Fishlegs chuckled nervously, "I'll take that as a no."

Astrid crawled out from under Tuffnut, and glanced around. "W-where are we?" They were all surrounded by darkness. Huge stone structures were built beside them, and there were some weird lights blinking. Snotlout scratched his head, "Uhh…are those the Northern Lights over there?"

Astrid shook her head. "No, Snotlout. I saw the lights with Hiccup. It's definitely not them."

"Well, well, well…" The teens and dragons looked up to see a figure wearing a black coat walking towards them. The dragons growled warningly at the figure, who raised his hands in a surrendering gesture.

"Easy…I'm not going to mess with you people." Astrid took a step forward, resting her hand on her dragon's snout. "Who are you?"

The figure slowly took his hood off, and the Vikings saw a boy with shoulder-length silver hair. Besides the peculiar hair, his eyes were covered by a black ribbon. Even though his eyes were unseen, the Vikings felt his gaze pierce through every one of them. Ruff and Tuff shuddered. Fishlegs and Snotlout looked down. Astrid just continued to gaze at the boy, although she wanted to look down.

Toothless sniffed toward the boy, then slowly walked toward him. The boy continued to look at the dragon calmly, but ready to back away if need be. The dragon sniffed him one more time, then nudged him gently. The boy softly patted the dragon's head, then looked back toward the group.

"My name is Riku. And you are?"

…..

"So you're telling me that you're Vikings, and your friend was taken by some guys with black coats very similar to the one I'm wearing?" Astrid narrowed her eyes suspiciously, "You're not on their side, are you?"

Riku shook his head, meeting her sapphire gaze. "I'm not with the Organization. They're people who care for no one but themselves. I'm trying to stop them."

Snotlout raised his index finger, "Uhh…Organization?" "A group of people who plan on taking the hearts of innocents and freeing Kingdom Hearts. I myself don't know exactly what Kingdom Hearts is, but it's very powerful." Riku didn't mention that the group of people was called Nobodies. He had a feeling the teens wouldn't understand him.

"And…you fight them by yourself?" "No. I just keep an eye on them…especially a certain one. He's a member that holds a special part of my best friend, Sora." Ruffnut looked at him curiously, "…What happened to him? Sora, that is?"

Riku looked down, "He's sleeping at the moment. He's been that way for two months." The girl looked down.

"Sorry…" Everyone besides Riku looked at her in surprise. Ruff never apologized to anyone. Riku gave her a gentle, sad smile. "Thank you." He stood up, the rest of the Vikings following his movements.

"Now…how about we go find your friend?"

Hiccup stood to the side with Roxas, watching Axel use his weapons against Demyx's sitar. His eyes widened in excitement, but were filled with concern after he saw Axel grunt softly in pain, pressing a hand to his side. He took a few steps timidly toward the Nobody.

"Are you okay? D-do you need help?" Axel looked up and gave him a pain-filled smirk. "Are you kidding? That only felt like a pinch." Hiccup gently held onto his arm, and helped him over to the side beside Roxas. A little bit of anger rose within him, but he quickly squashed it down.

Demyx and Axel were just playing a game. It's not like he hurt him on purpose. Because that would make me angry!

Okay, that was something. What's wrong with me?

"Are you okay, Axel? I-I didn't mean to hit you so hard." Hiccup focused on the conversation. Demyx was crouching in front of Axel, begging for forgiveness. Axel just laughed it off, telling him he was fine, and that he'll kick his butt next time.

Hiccup summoned his Keyblade, watching the red flames on the golden hilt glow in the light. "C-can I try a go?"

Roxas stepped forward, summoning his Keyblade as well, giving Hiccup a smile. "Sure."

Both of them went off in a friendly spar, and Hiccup soon forgot about what happened.

….

"Goodnight, Hiccup." Hiccup waved goodnight at Demyx, Axel, and Roxas, and crawled into his bed. He looked up at the open window, and smiled sadly. He soon forgot to worry about his home and his friends. He was never going to get back, so what's the point?

It still doesn't stop me from missing them…

Closing his eyes softly, Hiccup slowly fell into a deep, dreamless sleep.

Hiccup woke up, and gasped loudly. He was in a dark room, on a glass looking platform. This is the weirdest dream I've ever had.

On the glass platform were two boys, one with blonde hair sticking straight up. Hey, he looks like Roxas! The other boy had black hair, sticking in all directions.

"Hello, loser." Hiccup let out a gasp, and turned around, summoning his Keyblade quickly as he did so. The black-haired boy on the platform was now walking towards him, smiling maliciously.

His golden eyes glittered at Hiccup evilly in the darkness as he summoned his own weapon.

"Want to play with me?"