Okay, so somebody commented on my last chapter about how I have too many cliffhangers on this story (which I agree with) and my explanation is this: I just stop abruptly. Life interferes, so I have to stop my writing and I figure "Hey, I'll just update this real quick so they have something to read." Yeah, so that's my explanation. Sorry if this story seems choppy with all those cliffhangers. :)

Here is Chapter *looks down a long list* wow! Chapter 10! *gasp*

As soon as Toothless caught sight of the large man standing over the still form of Hiccup, he charged. Toothless only saw red as he tackled Munga to the ground, the man's weapon flying through the air before clattering to the ground. Toothless stood over him, panting heavily as he tried to catch his breath. He was also debating on killing this man or not. He was obviously the one who had hurt Hiccup, since he'd been gripping tightly to Hiccup's arm and trying to drag him away.

This man deserved to die. No. He deserved something worse than death. This man had HURT HIS HICCUP. Nobody could just hurt Hiccup and get away with it. No. Not if Toothless had anything to say about it.

Toothless growled low and long, still trying to figure out what to do. Before he could decide though, a shout interrupted his thoughts.

"Toothless! Oh, thank Thor, Toothless…" Astrid gasped as she stumbled towards him. She didn't pause as she passed, only shouting, "Hold him there, Toothless!"

Astrid raced past, hardly giving Toothless and Munga a second glance. Her main focus was Hiccup.

She crashed to her knees beside him, ignoring the fact that shards of stone dug through her leggings and into her skin. That didn't matter. What was skinned knees compared to an arrow wound in the shoulder? Nothing.

"Hiccup. Hiccup, please, say something." Astrid begged as she rolled him over onto his side. "Come on…" she brushed dirt off his armor, her stomach turning violently at the sight of all the blood pouring from his shoulder. It was everywhere… absolutely everywhere. There seemed to be no escaping it.

"Oh… Hiccup, you're going to be okay." Astrid rambled as she ripped off her arm guards, hurrying to press them tightly against Hiccup's wound. "Everything's fine. You'll be okay. We're going to get you to Berk and patched up- you'll be just fine…"

"Astrid!" Snotlout shouted behind her. She glanced over her shoulder, still keeping her hands pressed against the wound in hopes of stopping the blood flow.

"Snotlout! Tie up Munga!" she shouted before turning back to Hiccup. His skin was paling at an alarming rate, and Astrid knew that they had to get him back to Berk soon or it might be too late…

As it was, she didn't know all the wounds Hiccup was suffering from. All she could tell so far was that he had a arrow wound in his shoulder, another wound on his leg, and with how heavy and raspy his breathing was, she figured he'd cracked or broken a few ribs as well. Not to mention he was most likely dehydrated.

Fishleg's raced over, dropping to the ground beside her. "Oh, Thor, oh Thor, oh Thor." He kept rambling. "IS HE DEAD!?" he wailed.

Astrid shook her head, not in any mood to deal with Fishleg's dramatizing. "No, he's not. But I need water and bandages for his wound. He's losing too much blood."

Fishleg's scrambled over to Toothless, only to realize that the dragon wasn't wearing his saddle. He then scurried over to Meatlug and Stormfly, hastily grabbing the supplies Astrid needed.

Astrid grabbed the water and a wad of bandages first. She removed the cloths from the wound, pouring the water over it. The sight made her want to gag. The wound was bubbling- literally- a dark red almost purple liquid. Astrid figured that that wasn't good news.

As soon as she had it fairly clean, she hastily placed bandages over it, pressing down hard as he wrapped layers of bandages around his shoulder and chest. Every time she touched his chest, Hiccup would give a little gasp of pain, confirming her fears of him having rib damage.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry… so sorry." Astrid whispered as she continued to wrap the bandages. Once she finished, she bent down to pick him up, realizing that he was quite a bit heavier then she originally thought.

"Fishleg's…" she asked, and immediately Fishleg's leapt forward, helping her lift the unconscious Hiccup from the stone ground. Astrid climbed up onto Stormfly, leaning down to grab Hiccup. She pulled him into her lap, cradling his head against her shoulder gently.

The twins and Barf/Belch landed beside her, their looks of confusion and horror plain on their faces. "Oh, my troll stolen socks. What happened to him?" Tuffnut asked, clearly puzzled. "Did I miss something?"

"Hiccup's hurt. We need to get him back to Berk." Fishleg's informed them as he climbed up onto Meatlug.

"Wait! What about him?" Snotlout pointed at Munga, who now lay on the ground bound and gagged tightly. Toothless was still loathing over him, hissing every time the man moved.

Astrid's eyes narrowed in fury. "Snotlout, you're in charge of him. Tie him onto Hookfang's back- first make sure he doesn't have any other weapons on him."

Snotlout- with the help of Toothless- hastily hoisted Munga onto Hookfangs back. Snotlout then wrapped roped across Munga's chest and under Hookfang's stomach, tying him in place.

Astrid nudged Stormfly's sides, and they leapt into the air, clutching onto Hiccup tightly. He simply moaned, and that was all. She wished he would wake up. She wanted to see his green eyes and hear his voice… just something to indicate that he was really and truly going to be okay.

Not that she knew that for sure at the moment. It was still questionable.

Toothless flew up alongside Stormfly, and he gave a little coo of worry. His eyes were fixed on Hiccup, and it didn't look like he'd be looking away anytime soon. The poor dragon didn't even know what had happened…

"What the- Astrid look!" Snotlout exclaimed, pointing straight ahead.

Astrid glanced up, her eyes growing wide in her joy. "Stoick! That's got to be Stoick- it's Berkian ships! And Outcasts!"

The ships were still pretty far away, but near enough for Astrid to tell who they belonged to. It was quite a large fleet with all of Alvin's ships combined with the dozen Berkian ones. There must be over twenty ships down there.

"Hurry, Stormfly." Astrid pleaded, wishing they could reach the ship's right now. Wishing that they could land, get Hiccup to a healer, and deal with that cruel, hateful, stupid Munga.

The minutes seemed to tick by like hours, each second seeming to drag by slowly. Astrid kept constantly placing her ear against Hiccup's chest, listening to his soft heartbeat. Either that, or place her hand over his mouth and nose to feel his breath- to make sure he hadn't stopped breathing.

"Stay with us, Hiccup. You'll be okay…" she kept repeating over and over again. At this point, she wasn't sure if she was comforting Hiccup or herself. Maybe both.

Stormfly dove towards the ships at an extremely fast speed. Astrid clung harder to Hiccup to keep him from falling as Stormfly picked up speed. Then, Stormfly's wings unfolded, and they pulled to a stop, Stormfly's claws gently touching the wooden deck of the first ship.

"Astrid!" Stoick's deep voice shouted, and he rushed forward. He stopped moving when his eyes caught sight of who was with her, and his mouth gaped open. "Hiccup." He whispered before bolting forward. "Somebody get a healer!" he shouted behind him.

Stoick grabbed Hiccup out of Astrid's arms, gently holding him in his arms. "What happened?" Stoick asked, looking up at the girl.

"We found him on the island and Munga had him training dragons- and we captured Munga. But then he got shot in the shoulder with an arrow-"

"A HEALER! NOW!" Stoick shouted louder this time. Men scattered, looking for signs of a healer and possibly Gothi if she'd traveled along.

Gobber limped forward, and his look mirrored Stoick's when he caught sight of Hiccup's limp body. "Odin's beard." He whispered. "What happened?"

"Explanation later." Stoick said, glancing at Astrid. "Right now, we need to get Hiccup into a bed and head home."

"But-"

Stiock started towards the back of the boat, but paused as he turned back to Gobber, "Tell Alvin to go on ahead and destroy Munga's base. Make sure his men are banished or… well just make sure everything is taken care of. Alvin will know what to do."

Gobber said nothing as he nodded, understanding fully Stoick's worry. Then he turned around walked away, shouting something across to another ship.

The others had landed on a couple of the other ships since there wasn't room for all of them on just one ship, except for Toothless, who was now hurrying to follow Stoick. Astrid left Stormfly behind as she followed them, her knees shaking in fear- something she didn't experience often.

Several healers rushed forward and began tending to Hiccup, while they told Astrid to stay away while they worked. Although Astrid did not want to, she listened, knowing she'd probably be best not seeing what they were doing anyways.

She walked back over to Stormfly and sat down beside the dragon, hoping and praying that Hiccup would be alright.

Yes, it's short, but I'm suffering from Writer's Block on this story… again. So tomorrow I'll hopefully have a better chapter for you guys.

See ya! *gives cheesy salute before dashing off*