I woke up, but couldn't see anything. It was dark and everything around me seemed damp and wet. I tried to move, but my body refused. An agonizing pain shot through my body. Where there was darkness at first my vision became nothing but white.

I woke up. My head was pounding, somehow, I knew what was coming, my life was on repeat. I waited for the pain to come back, but instead my body was just throbbing, as if I was supposed to feel pain, but there was none.

I tried to move, but couldn't.

What had happened?

The ground beneath me began to move and the events leading up to this hellish experience came rushing back to me.

Why, WHY was I still alive. Was I alive? I had accepted death, I crashed with blazing speed strapped to an uncontrollable dragon.

All I knew was: I had to get out of there. I felt around me, my hand was soon met with the familiar touch of rope. I was tied down. Luckily these bolas are meant to trap dragons, but they aren't like nets, there was quite a lot of space between the gabs, it was meant to impair the movement of the dragons without allowing it to be burned away like you could a net.

I was however strapped quite tightly against the once so friendly dragon underneath me.

I couldn't move my head, but my right arm had a little bit of wiggling space, almost dislocating it, I managed to get it free and release a little tension on the rest of the ropes.

Toothless (if I should still call it by that innocent name) underneath me was also awake, quiet sounds of discomfort and pain were evident of that. However, I couldn't help but not care, I was way too focused to untie myself and getting the hell away from the thing.

It was difficult to express sympathy for the dragon which just tried to murder me by throwing me off at deadly heights.

I managed to get the rest of my body unstuck. I laid on top of the dragon, my weight leaning against the fins on its back, before I let myself fall to the ground next of it.

I wanted to run, get as far away as I could, but my body refused to move. I had spent all my energy as darkness fell over me once again.

It wasn't much later when I woke up for the 3rd time. Well I don't think it was much later. It was still dark, but you could see ever so slightly due to clouds making way for moonlight to shine. While still extremely tired, I forced myself to sit upright. My already ragged clothes were torn in several places.

I took off my top, something inside me knew how cold it was, but it did not register. My arms had strange long wounds, like it had been whipped, but with all the pine needles sprayed around everywhere and the trees around us, it wouldn't surprise me if we went through some trees.

I put my clothes back on and looked at the dragon in front of me, it was lying on its side and wasn't awake, but evidently alive. It too however did not get off easy, there where slashes all over, a pretty large wound over the chest.

I looked around me, there was dirt sprawled around me everywhere and a long trail of it behind the dragon. How the hell are we still alive, it was like a Viking ship fell out of the sky, staring at the trail of dirt something caught my eye, there was only one tailfin left on the dragon's tail.

Against all bitter feelings against the dragon in front of me, I felt sadness swelling up inside me. Sure, it tried to kill me, but it was as good as dead itself too now, well at least if we are on Berk. Heck we were both as good as dead.

I woke up once more, the human vines still tightly around me, restricting most of my movement, not that I wanted to move, but I had to check on Hiccup, I could smell him before, but it was a smell of fear and terror.

I opened my eyes slightly, there right in front of me was he, my fragile little (very beat up and angry looking) human.

What had happened, why couldn't I remember what happened? Why are these vines around me, why is my entire body hurting, why does hiccup look like he was attacked by a wild animal?

I opened my eyes fully, looking at Hiccup.

"Why?", I asked.

He rolled his eyes, and looked down at the floor, my question had only upset him more.

"You tried to kill me", his voice sounded bitter.

Tried to kill him? what? No? why couldn't I remember what had happened? Nothing made sense anymore, trying to kill hiccup wouldn't result in me being trapped here, strapped down with vines in the middle of nowhere.

At least we were still alive, that's something, but I had to get out of these vines. I was, no, we were vulnerable, what if we get attacked now? Hiccup is not capable of fending of enemies and neither would I want him to.

But Hiccup is probably the last one to help me right now. With me apparently trying to kill him and all that. What if he wanted revenge, what if he is going to kill me. I tried to kill him, right? But he couldn't, I couldn't die yet, I had so many things left to do, like circling the world or expending the night fury family tree.

"Why?", it was his turn to ask now.

I looked him straight in the eyes, communicating with my little human wasn't really my strongest ability.

For the first time, I had no idea what to do or say, this would be the end of everything, my entire wonderful world came tumbling down and there was nothing I could do to stop it. I felt my eyes get watery, a sensation that was new to me, as I closed them a few droplets forced their way over my cheeks.

Time stood still after that, nothing seemed to happen, I didn't hear anything, all my senses seemed to be shut down, it was just me with my thoughts.

Suddenly out of nowhere I felt a small force on my head. I looked up, it was Hiccup, his head pressed against mine, streams of tears going down his cheeks. I wanted to apologize, hold him, do something, but I couldn't move.

"Promise something like this will never happen again", he said softly.

"I will"

"You useless reptile"

Getting the ropes off of Toothless seemed impossible, they were way to tangled and it didn't help that Toothless weighed a lot more than it would seem, I'd have to cut them off.

I looked around me, a very sharp rock might do the trick, but finding one would be like finding a needle in a haystack. Instead a better idea popped into my head, my gear from when I first met the stubborn dragon probably contained a knife.

Next problem: where the heck are we?

Were we still on Berk? We probably are… Leaving Toothless immobile on an island with angry Vikings among other things, not an option.

I looked at the dragon in front of me, I could probably move some of the loser rope around a little bit, and I had some dangerously sharp claws and uncomfortably explosive night fury blasts to work with. It would require some teamwork, but was totally doable.

And so, I began project untie. "Move left little, no, the other left", would sum up the next half an hour pretty accurately.

Immediately after removing the last piece of offending rope, I was pounced on by the now free to move dragon, my body froze, my mind working rapidly trying to register what was happening. Was Toothless seriously going to kill me now, after all that just happened? But instead I just felt little nudges here and there, as my body started working again I tried to hold off the very concerned dragon above me.

"Toothless plea", before I could finish my head was moved to the left.

"Crazy dragon, stop, I'm fi", a massive lick went over my face, some of the dragon's spit getting into my mouth, which was disgusting in every way possible. Urghhhhh, I should have left the dragon tied up, anything better than this.

"Ewww ok, ok, calm down", I tried once more: "Toothless please, you are the one actually wounded".

When I was finally released I sat up straight, wiping my face clean with what was left of my left sleeve.

"Toothless it's just bruises nothing too serious, but you, can you still fly?", I pointed at where Toothless's tailfin used to be.

As if unaware Toothless moved her tail towards us, she made a small jump backward as soon as she saw the damage done and stood completely frozen, blank eyes staring at where the tailfin used to be.

"Toothless I'm sorry", I said, not getting acknowledged.

I slowly stood up moving between her and the tail.

"We will find a solution, I promise", I tried, but her focus remained on the tail, as if I was invisible.

I put my arms around her neck in what I guess you can call a hug.

"I will fix this"

I have no idea how long we remained like that, but a very unwelcome familiar sound found its way to my ears, I could hear the faint voices of Vikings in the distance.

Thank Thor Vikings are as loud as they are, but still we had to get the hell out of here and there was not much time.

"Toothless", I whispered.

No response.

I gave a few small tugs against the dragon's neck, "Toothless, please", I whispered a little louder this time.

That did the trick, toothless came out of her trance and shook her head a couple of times and in what I assume is a reaction to the group of Vikings, tensed.

The voices were now close enough that I could distinguish some of the individuals in the group.

I still had no idea where we were, but the best option right now would be to go the direct opposite of where the group of Vikings are. I whispered for Toothless to follow me and started a quiet run away from the Viking group, focusing on the ground in front of me as to not step on any tree branches.

Before I even made it 10 yards, Toothless threw me on her back with a maneuver she had become surprisingly good at, I had never sat on Toothless's back as she was running, and hopefully never will again. It wasn't at all like gracefully sailing through the air. I had to hold on with all the strength I could muster not to be thrown off.

With a little more distance between us and the group we slowed down to a way more comfortable pace. It wasn't much later that we arrived at the edge of the cove we met in, which confirmed two things: yes, we are on Berk and Toothless is really good at pathfinding.

I jumped off and found my way down into the cove, Toothless making a very slobby landing after jumping into it. I felt a pit in my stomach witnessing it. How the hell could I fix her tailfin… Would it just grow back? How long would that take?

I walked over to where my gear remained from when we left here, it seemed untouched, like time stood still. I checked the contents of the rather large bag, looking for some clothing in particular, but that must have slipped my mind when packing it.

My body was still very sore from all that had happened last night, so before doing anything too intense I took my notebook and pencil and went to find a proper spot to sit down. Looking around my eyes landed on Toothless, the normally overly energetic dragon now curled in on herself facing the wall of the cove. However, I decided against joining her, from my own experience I know how important it is to process a heavy event like this.

For now, a small and smooth rock near the pond would have to do. Too far away to interrupt the dragon and close enough to still leave a sense of presence.

It was time to come up with a plan.