So...I forgot that this site even existed...oops. Anyway...this is so cringe worthy...everything about my writing is so...cringy... but I'll keep posting...slowly but surely...I will finish this!

Food.

I smelt food.

I opened my eyes just a crack and sniffed the air again.

Yep defiantly food.

Cooked food. I closed my eyes again.

"Hiccup? Come on show me you're awake." Spoke a very soft voice. I groaned in response and rolled over onto my side. I hissed in pain but didn't move. Then a pair of hands grabbed onto my shoulders and pulled me onto my back. I hissed and tried to roll back over to my side.

"Hiccup you can't lay on that side." Stated a different voice.

"Why not?" I asked.

"Because your ribs are broken."

"How?"

"You and Dagur got into a little fight with some of the Berkians."

"Who?" I was confused now my mind wasn't working as well as it had been before.

"Berkians…from Berk."

"No…no Dagur. Who's that?" I asked. I heard a soft gasp and a bed creak as someone got off of it.

"Dagur lay back down." Ordered the voice.

"No." Replied Dagur stiffly. I heard a thump and someone gently touch my face snapping memories back into my head. "Don't you remember me?"

I opened my eyes and smiled at Dagur. "Of course. My mind just isn't going as fast as it usually does today." Dagur cupped my cheek and I heard someone walk out of the room.

"Hic are you okay?"Asked Dagur.

"Yes." I murmured quietly. The fact was that my head hurt so much that I didn't even want to think.

"You've been asleep for most of the week." Stated Dagur.

"A week! Wow!" I didn't honestly care but still if it wasn't for the Berserkers I most likely would be still in a lot more pain then I am now.

"You're awake!" Called Oswald as he and Gull walked in.

"Of course I'm awake…what I'm wondering is why I've been asleep for a week." I replied.

"Well you will at least heal faster than Dagur who's been running me down." Answered Gull. I looked at Dagur and he shrugged before getting up and walking back to his bed, where he laid down and closed his eyes.

"How much longer do I have to stay here?" I asked.

"Maybe one or two more weeks. Your ribs are mending quickly and your black eye has vanished." Replied Gull satisfied with my recovery.

"Great!" I paused before asking. "Is there anything to eat?"

"Oh! Of course… Forgive us we forgot that you would most likely be starved."Said Oswald. He ran out of the room and brought back a…

"Smoked eel!" I said faking enthusiasm. Oswald handed me the plate and some silverware before walking out of the room. I stared at the slimy eel even if it had been cooked and plopped it into my mouth with the fork. Instantly I gagged but no one noticed and I swallowed the fish…

If you could call it that.

I set the plate aside and my stomach growled not in hunger but in disgust. 'I hope they won't just feed me smoked eel.' I thought tiredly to myself as I laid back down closing my eyes. And slowly I let sleep claim me as its own.

…..

The next couple of weeks I grew stronger and soon I was walking around the ship without a single stab of pain going through my sides. But that still couldn't be said for Dagur. He was still stuck in bed for another week and I felt sorta bad for him.

"Hiccup? Stoick wants to see how you are doing." Said Oswald interrupting one of Dagur's and mine's conversations.

"Okay when?" I asked.

"Now." Replied Oswald. I sighed and stood up saying goodbye to Dagur and walking off of the boat. I was instantly met by Berkians and I gasped as I saw Snotlout standing between Stoick and another Vikings who looked like him slightly.

"Hello Hiccup." Greeted Stoick.

"Hello." I murmured my voice shaking as terror flooded through my body. I walked down the ramp and stood on the dock looking at my feet…err foot.

"Snotlout has something to say to you." Said Stoick. I looked up and spotted Snotlout walking up to me. The look on his face saying that he didn't want to do this.

"I'm sorry." Murmured Snotlout. Anger filled my being as he turned away quickly. I clinched my fists and then unclenched them. I licked my canines with my tongue and soon my tongue was bleeding as it scrapped the jagged edge of my chipped tooth.

"You better not be expecting a damn forgiveness letter for your not forgiven." I snarled. Snotlout turned around and growled at me…well not really growled but more like huffed at me in agitation. I was the one who growled. The sound was echoing up my throat to my mouth were it was permitted to escape.

"Why not? I was lectured for hours, belted, and grounded for a week isn't that enough for you?" Replied Snotlout hotly. I smiled and looked around the tribe suddenly interested by all of the people.

"Of course it's not enough. I was raised in a way that taught me that if you live to see another day after a fight then you use the rest of your life to kill or wound the other. But you're telling me that Berkian's are unfair in their fights? And I thought Outcasts cheated." I paused and laughed coolly even to my own ears my voice sounded like shattered glass. "At least whenever I caused injury to another Outcast and didn't get injured I was whipped unlike whatever this belted thing is. The best part is that I was whipped by the kid who I had almost…" I didn't get to finish my sentence for a hand wrapped around my mouth and stopped my little speech.

"Don't do it again." Snarled Dagur to Snotlout not removing his left hand off of my mouth. I growled irritated and tried to bite his hand but he was able to keep my mouth clamped shut. My chipped tooth however did catch onto a bit of skin and I tasted blood in my mouth. "Ow Hiccup." Whispered Dagur glaring at me as he stepped in front of me. Then it hit me who I had just bit and I whimpered a muffled 'sorry'. He seemed to have understood and nodded his head slightly before looking back at Snotlout.

"You're lucky my father is a nice man for if I had been chief the Berserkers and Berk would be at war right now and it would be your entire fault…but since I am not chief yet I have no say in this matter. But next time think about your tribe's dignity than your own." Said Dagur. His blood started to fill my mouth and I didn't want it to continue so I started to lick at his hand trying to stop the blood flow also trying to get his hand off of my mouth.

Dagur turned to me and removed his hand a little disgusted by the wet saliva from my tongue. "Hiccup I would love to take you with me but you were exiled on Berk which means you are property of Stoick until he pushes you off the Island or he allows you to become a full member of Berk. We have to leave today." Stated Dagur.

"What? No, don't go!" I practically begged.

"I'm sorry Hiccup but I have to." Said Dagur pulling me into an embrace. I didn't hug back because everything was going too fast.

Exile.

Losing Toothless.

Staying with Stoick.

Fighting with Snotlout.

Staying with Dagur.

And now this.

Only one thing crossed my lips when Dagur had finally let go and was starting to sail off from the island. In front of all the Berkians too.

"I hate my life."