Okay, so I watched the trailer for Defenders of Berk and...

OH MY GOODNESS, I'M FREAKING OUT! Dagur's face when Hiccup was... well, no spoilers for those who didn't see it. BUT seriously, I got butterflies like crazy and want to scream! However I wont because it is night and my apartment room has a major echoing problem. I'm going to enjoy this season very, very much. Watching more of Dagur will help me capture his character better. That, and I love Dagur just as much as I love Alvin and will thoroughly enjoy watching him deal with Hiccup and his dragon training. Now if you don't excuse me, I'm going to watch the trailer again, and again, and again.

I saw when the trailer was uploaded and it was uploaded Tuesday! Oh man, I'm so slow! That and this laptop sometimes has connection problems. It's also old, doesn't even have Microsoft Office! I'm typing on some program called Open Office Writer. Eh, as long as it works it's fine with me.

Enough of my talking, enjoy the chapter!

Oh yeah, this chapter is suspenseful!

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The moon was reaching its way further up into the sky, the stars behind it spreading themselves across the sky. Some dark clouds rolled by and covered them, more soon joining in. Outcast Island was known to have terrible weather, but Hiccup always wondered how it was only this Island.

The two and their dragons approached the metal door that blocked them from the inside. Stoick narrowed his eyes before lifting his right hand over to his sword. Unsheathing it, he aimed its point forward.

"There's going to be a lot of Outcasts in there, so we need to get to the tree and get out." Stoick stated, ready for battle. Hiccup looked a little worried, not because of a good chance something would go wrong, but because of the fact they'd have to fight their way through. He really didn't want to see anyone get their head chopped off or impaled. He wasn't a bloody-battle loving viking.

Stoick noticed Hiccup's uneasiness and sighed before relaxing a little.

"I'll only block their attacks and knock them out." Hiccup relaxed now too and smiled a bit. Turning around he addressed himself before the dragons.

"Alright you two, we need you to stay here and guard." Toothless and Thornado growled in answer.

Hiccup came up to Toothless, "Take care of yourself, bud; we'll be back as soon as we get the root." he said while hugging his Night Fury. "Nothing will happen like last time." he promised before saying good bye and meeting back up with his dad.

"Ready?" the chief said, putting his hand on the metal lever.

"Ready." Hiccup answered.

Stoick opened the door and the two went in.

Snotlout coughed harshly, his throat painfully suffering from it. Gobber raised him up to help settle the cough, then placing a cold washcloth on his forehead to cool the child down. He checked Snotlout's breaths and cringed as they were beginning to sound uneven. Spitelout, who was beside him and looked as scared as ever, quickly turned to Gobber,

"How long will it take for Stoick and Hiccup to find that root?"

"I'm not sure." Gobber really wished he could give the man a better answer. All he could do now was wait, and it seemed waiting wasn't helping at all as the kid's conditions worsened.

The corridors were surprisingly empty as the two Berkians traveled through. Stoick was slightly in front, Hiccup behind him and to his right, his back step matching up with Hiccup's front. Hiccup looked around, not liking the lack of Outcasts at all.

"Where are all the Outcasts?" Stoick asked.

"You just read my thoughts. I think Alvin may know we're here." Hiccup inquired.

"Expected, but why not send any lackeys to deal with us?"

Hiccup turned around and glanced down the corridor behind them. His eyes widened as he heard distant footsteps. Stoick turned around too, "Because he's trying to trap us!" Hiccup shouted as the two started running. Not really knowing which way to go, they just followed the heat, if it was warmer a certain direction they'd follow it. They slid to a stop as three bows came into their sights. Their viking owners smiled half rotten smiles as their fingers were nearly ready to pull the trigger. A warm gust of air hit Hiccup's face and he turned his attention down the corridor to the right of him.

"This way!" he said, tugging his dad's arm. He dashed down it just before the Outcasts fired their arrows. Stoick waved his sword, all three hitting its blade and bouncing away from their target. He too turned down the corridor and ran after his son.

Hiccup saw an opening and dashed towards it; right as he rounded the corner, a large Outcast grabbed his arm and threw him against the wall. He fell down onto the rock floor, back down. Slowing getting up from the daze he was in, he wasn't allowed to move any further as the Outcast grabbed a hold of his neck and brought him up. Hiccup choked in his oxygen as he was lifted off of the ground and suspended in the air and in the vile traitor's strong grasp. The Outcast smirked victoriously as he carried his catch down the corridor and into a room with a stone table. Hiccup kicked the man in the stomach, then tried kicking his face. He struggled to get more oxygen from his grip, fruitlessly trying to pull the hand off his neck. He was slammed down upon the stone table and held their by the Outcast's beefy arm. Hiccup managed to plant a kick to his face with his prosthetic, causing the viking to become dazed, but it wasn't enough for him to let up on his hold. Shaking his head clear of any dizziness, the Outcast smiled at Hiccup; smirking for some payback. Hiccup's left, prosthetic leg was grabbed, the Outcast gripping tightly on the area just below the knee. He smiled as he slowly began to bend it forward, and the wrong way. Hiccup's eyes widened immensely as he realized what the man was gonna do... he was going to break his knee clean off its socket. Hiccup screamed as he began to feel pain, his kneecap pressured to shatter. Suddenly, the Outcast was hit hard in the side of the head, the knock staggering him back and away from Hiccup. Stoick stood in front of his son, starring daggers at the Outcast. As soon as the man was free from dizziness again, he rushed towards Stoick. Stoick dodged a fist and planted his sword's handle into the man's side, landed a fist to the side of his head and then kicked his face. The enemy fell to the ground, out of order for any conscious activities.

Hiccup was clutching his leg, bending it a little to see if anything hurt. Thankfully, nothing was broken or strained, just shaky.

"Are you alright?" Stoick asked, grabbing Hiccup and gently pulling him up and off of the table. Hiccup checked his leg once more, sighing in relief as it was still fine.

"Yeah, just a little shook up. His body was shivering all over, the boy looked like he took a midnight dip in the ocean. Stoick took hold of him and lead him out of the room.

"We need to hurry, before anymore-" The three Outcasts they ran into earlier had reloaded their bows and once again aimed it at them. Five other soldiers stood with them, armed with war axes and swords. The Outcast behind him left in the room came to the doorway, fully awake and ready for yet another payback.

Hiccup reached into his jacket and pulled out a small sphere.

"Hiccup, what's-?"

"Hold your breath!" Hiccup shouted before slamming the bomb down in front of them. The bomb let out a huge gust of smoke, engulfing the corridor with sightless gray; coughing a chocking soon after. Stoick and Hiccup covered their mouth and nose all the while running forward and knocking over men in their way. Leaving the cloud of smoke, they didn't look back as they kept running towards the warmer air.

To be continued...

Well, it looks like there might be an extra chapter. YAY!

Thanks again for all of the support! Next chapter will be posted in a few days.