Alright, guys, so it's been considerably longer than I wanted it to be, but here it is! Sorry, with Christmas coming and everything, my life's been like a rollercoaster and whatnot. I plan to post a few Harry Potter one-shots for Christmas, but I don't know. So, this chapter took me way longer than I wanted it to, and I apologize. I'll try and finish this story this month, so I'll probably go update crazy in a few days or so.

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Hiccup bolted upright at the sound of the horn. The first thing he registered was that he was exhausted. The second thing he registered was the fact that Astrid was standing in front of the window, looking outside in shock.

"Astrid?" Hiccup asked, struggling to his feet and forcing himself towards her. "What is it?" he questioned. "What's with the horn?"

Astrid turned back to look at him before averting her gaze out the window once again. "Enemy ships," she said. "Berserkers, most likely, by the looks of the symbol on the sails. Stupid Dagur. What does he want?"

Hiccup knew she didn't expect him to answer. "We need to gather up the other riders," he said.

"Yeah," Astrid said. "We sho…" She stopped abruptly, turning her full attention to him. "What are you doing?" she snapped. "Get back in bed and stay there this time. I will gather up the other riders, and you will stand around looking impressed. You can't be up and about." With that, she bolted down the stairs without another word.

"But, Astrid!" Hiccup called to her. "Wait!"

"You stay," she said, turning back to face him. "Don't you dare try and convince me otherwise. Toothless, make sure he doesn't leave." Toothless grunted and nodded.

"You're supposed to be on my side, Toothless!" Hiccup said.

"Hiccup, wait here," Astrid said. "We'll scare off the Berserkers." Before he had time to respond, she was out the door. Hiccup groaned and looked back at Toothless angrily.

"Toothless," Hiccup said, "you have to let me go. Now."

In response, Toothless unsheathed his teeth and growled. Hiccup crossed his arms.

"Don't you use that tone of voice with me," Hiccup said. "You have to move. Astrid and the others are bound to get themselves killed. I'm their leader. It's my job to make sure they don't do anything stupid."

If dragons could roll their eyes, Toothless would have.

"Look, Toothless," Hiccup said, pinching the bridge of his nose. "I for one am fond of my friends and would rather not see them dead. Are you with me or against me?"

It was either listen to Hiccup or listen to Astrid. Naturally, Toothless felt a load of respect towards his rider, but then again, Astrid had the axe…

"If you won't take me," Hiccup said, "then I'll climb out the window myself. Maybe I'll find a Typhoomerang and ride that into battle. Maybe I can get Torch?"

Toothless growled. No, he couldn't let Torch replace him again. He wouldn't let that happen. He groaned, and then motioned for Hiccup to follow him. Hiccup smiled brightly.

"I knew you'd come to your senses," Hiccup said. "Now come on, let's go fight stuff!" Toothless growled in response, and he and Hiccup raced down the stairs, and then out the door. Hiccup mounted Toothless, and headed towards the Academy.

…

Astrid landed Toothless in front of the training academy. Snotlout and the twins were still circling it, while Fishlegs stood inside it, leaning against Meatlug.

"Oh, there you are!" Fishlegs said, rushing up to Astrid. "They won't stop flying around the academy! I told them that the war horn went off, but they said that you'd kill them if they left when you didn't give them leave."

"Okay, Snotlout! Ruffnut! Tuffnut!" Astrid shouted. "You guys are done! Come on, the Berserkers are attacking!"

"Oh, finally!" Snotlout said, landing Hookfang. Ruffnut and Tuffnut landed their dragon beside him. "I can't tell you how glad I am to finally get off this dragon. We were here all night, and I think you did it on purpose, Astrid, just to get rid of us."

"Guys!" Astrid said angrily. "The Berserkers are here! We have to-"

The sound of something whizzing through the air cut her off. Stormfly yelped, and then collapsed, a red dart in her leg.

"Stormfly!" Astrid shouted, running towards her dragon to find out what the problem was. However, as soon as she ran forward, all the other dragons collapsed after more buzzing sounds.

Berserkers emerged from all directions, crossbows in their grips.

"What did you do to my dragon!?" Astrid demanded.

"Sleeping darts," one of the Berserkers said. "Don't worry. It won't hurt your precious dragons. We're not here for them anyway. We're here for you."

"Me!?" Astrid blurted. "Yeah. Good luck taking me."

"Hey!" Snotlout protested. "What's up? Am I too bad to capture?" In response, a sleeping dart hit his leg, and he collapsed shortly afterwards.

"Now then," the Berserker said. "Anymore questions?"

The others shut their mouths.

"Good," the Berserker soldier went on. "Now, put your hands behind your back, or I'll cut them off!"

The Berkians did as they were told, and the Berserkers tied their hands together.

"Why are you doing this?" Astrid said. "What do you want? What does Dagur want?"

"Isn't it painfully obvious?" the soldier asked. "We want your heir. What's his name...it's long and bizarre…"

"Hiccup Horrendous Haddock the Third," Fishlegs offered helpfully. Astrid gave him the glare of death.

"Oh, yes, that's it," the soldier said. "Sheesh. Who would name a kid that? It's ridiculous. What's worse, he's the third in his line, meaning that there were two others named that...stupid Berkians. I'll never understand them."

"Pfft," Astrid said, blowing her bangs out of her face. "You'll never find Hiccup."

"Oh, we don't need to find Hiccup," a new voice said. Astrid looked towards the source of the voice, just as Dagur the Deranged himself stepped into the light, his axe casually at his side.

"Oh, look who it is," Astrid said sarcastically, although inside, she was panicking. Dagur was here, and so were the other Berserkers. She knew they were here for Hiccup. It's what everyone wanted when they attacked Berk. But now Hiccup was sick, and if Dagur took him...Hiccup would be in pain, alone, and scared in Dagur's prison cell on Berserk.

The image of Hiccup alone, sobbing in a cell was something she couldn't get out of her mind and hated herself for thinking about.

"Shut up," Dagur ordered. "And listen up. We don't need to find Hiccup, because…" He leaned forward, his forehead nearly touching Astrid's. "Because he'll find you."