Really short chapter, really long AN. haha.


Chapter 28: Taken

Dagur couldn't hold back the static excitement that raced though him. The Night Fury was his.

The rope cut into his hands but he hardly noticed as he continued to pull.

A few Vikings to his right held their ropes ready, waiting for the dragon to get into their aim.

The great Night Fury struggled frantically, but Dagur dug his heels into the dirt and held his ground. He would win this battle.

The dragon's rider, a scrawny boy looked slightly familiar to Dagur. The Viking was too preoccupied to really mull over the thought though. The Night Fury was slowly coming down, and when Dagur's men had a few more ropes around him, he was down.

Dagur and his fellow Vikings were upon him in seconds.

Hiccup had no weapon, so instead he just charged those who he knew to be threats to his dragon. He was thrown aside easily by one of the bigger Vikings.

Toothless bared his teeth at them, warning them to stay away as he thrashed in his bonds. Thick green gas grew in his throat. He didn't want to kill them- there had been too much blood spilt already- but he had no choice.

Hiccup fell against the ground and groaned. He managed to push himself to his feet. They weren't going to harm Toothless for as long as he could help it. He flung himself at Dagur once more. "No! Don't hurt him!"

The Viking turned to look at Hiccup, then pushed him aside. Dagur didn't have time for this. After he had the Night Fury safely locked away, he would deal with the little traitor.


Toothless grunted as they dragged him back. He couldn't move, they had bound him so tightly around the legs and wings the binds were digging under his scales.

If they hadn't threatened his Hiccup, he would have never cooperated. He was humiliated, and in more then a little discomfort.

The great gates of the Viking's settlement opened wide, revealing hundreds of small houses and a large arena for training and executions. And then, spiraling to the sky was the great tower of the Red Death. Red and white bricks speckled all the way up it, a new design before it's time.

Toothless took all of this in as he was hauled down cobbled streets behind the Vikings. His Hiccup was getting pulled along as well by one arm by a much larger man.

Then their party split.

Toothless started struggling as soon as the man with Hiccup started going in a different direction, down towards the arena. Dagur, the youngest of them, turned and lashed a whip at Toothless, who snarled though his muzzle, and Hiccup cried out. "No!"

Hiccup stared at Toothless. "I'll be back! I promise!"

The dragon watched helplessly as his human vanished from his line of sight.

Dagur grinned at the Night Fury and then at the crowd of people gathering around them. "Tell the Queen we have a prize for her!" He announced, putting his foot on Toothless' head.

The Vikings cheered.

Toothless trembled.


Oh my gosh guys. I'm so sorry. Life threw some stuff in my way. I spent all day today at the hospital and had no time to write. (I wasn't hurt or anything and everything's fine) But it's been a crazy week. I promise I'll try to upload at least once a day, but leaving you for almost 6 days is inexcusable. I had 3 projects and now that their all done I WILL HAVE TIME TO WRITE. (I have to force myself to sometimes, haha). But I promise that this story will be completed and then I will move onto my RotG/HtTYD crossover and go from there. We're at the end of this story either way, I think there may be around 5-6 more chapters before I'm done.

Sorry for my rambling, my friends. I love everyone of you who reads this story and supports me, with reviews, follows, favorites, or even unspoken thoughts. You have no idea what this does for my self confidence, so, again, THANK YOU!