A/N Very late but was lacking inspiration, now i finally got to write a bit, its very short, doesnt do much to advance the story, but i didnt want to delay the update anymore and now the setup is done. Next chapter should be much longer and much quicker, i already have an idea how to conect the dots. Im really sorry for having to wait that long for so little but I hope you enjoy.

Review: Guest- Next time you want to post a review, use a name, or I will ignore it. I love how you say you wont read since its not hiccstrid, but you read anyway, and how you say i dont like bad reviews when i hadnt even answered yours. i take suggestions, i love reviews (including bad ones if they are constructive), and i would love for people to love my story; i would change inconsistenses in the plot, or the way a scene is written, but other things, like the pairing, i wont change. You ask why heather instead of astrid? Im ok with almost any pairing (and i really like hiccstird, though my fav is camicup), but i just choose the one i wanted for this story. Also, personality has nothing to do with love, there are infinite diferent personalities, and i dont see all people falling in love for the same person. If you want to bash heather character though, she was a girl who put herself at risk trying to save her parents, and then again trying to stop dagur, and vigo. As for astrid, did you notice she is the only one to actually hit hiccup in the movie? not that i have anything particular against her, just dont talk as she if she was perfect.

Chapter 21: Crossroads

They me the next day, though now they were both alone, Rider thought it was for the best in case they would try to trap them.

"Heidi."

"Oswald."

"We will go with your plan, but Dagur will lead the diversion and I will go with you, so when we are close, I will take a small boat to distance myself from the armada and you will pick me up. The horn may travel with you, but I want it returned to my daughter as soon as we find her. Ships are being prepared as we speak, we will set sail today, so we should be near the Outcasts in two week. They don't know who you are, I told them I was going alone, but if anything happens I left a letter telling everything."

Though it wasn't really a question, she noded, he handed over the horn, and she ran and jumped off the nearest cliff. Oswald looked shocked (and, truth be told, a little afraid as well) for a second, then remembered her companions, so just shook his head and went to oversee the preparations.

Astrid was getting more furious by the day. Her honor was being stolen by someone who didn't even seem to want it. She never thought she needed the attention, but now her peers were giving attention to him instead, and she was angry. Fishlegs seemed to one day suddenly become closer to him, and she figured that for some reason Hiccup told him his secret.

She has no doubt he has a secret, no one gets as good as him, especially him.She tried everything for him to tell her, followed him around multiple times, but he knew and he was faster than he let on. She tried talking to Fish, he squealed and jumped, with sweat visible on his foreah from the nervousness, but he didn't say anything. Luckly for intelligent boy, she didn't do it in the dark. She even tried to be nice to Hiccup for a day, and while it was more enjoyable than she had expected, it didn't get her anywhere, and by the end of the day, she could no longer keep her temper in check, not after he beat her in training again.

Not that it was a surprise by now. In fact, dragon training had little interest now, while Hiccup had some spectators in the beggining, now, when Gobber letting a dragon out of the cage, the dragons went directly to Hiccup and fell, it lasted less than one minute. Did they enjoy being down? It made no sense. She tried to stick next to Hiccup (to also be closer to the dragons, of course), but the dragons fired at her, never harming him. It was downright weird. Weirder.

They were just waiting for the return of the ships for the elder officially decide who would have the honor of killing the Nightmare, Astrid was getting more desperate by the day.

~Two weeks later~

A small boat could be seen leaving a large fleet of ships, a silver dragon above flew unnoticed.

A young man was working in the forge when a green Terrible Terror landed on his head, unnaware of the blue eyes watching him. The dragon left, and he kept working, even faster, he was very close, but his deadline was closer than he thought.

A single ship returned to the docks.

"I trust you found the nest, at least?"

"Not even close..."

-Hungerhungerhungerhungerhungerhunger-

A voice inside their heads kept repeating. It would mean death for many of them, but the Queen was getting hungry, they would have to go get food soon, unless they would be food instead...