A commotion woke Chris up. He groggily opened his eyes to darkness, dim light fading between the cracks of what was wood. He sat up and registered his surroundings as his mind became fully conscious. He couldn't tell how long he was out. He phased in and out of consciousness. It felt like days to him.
He was inside a ship. At least he thought he was. He heard a couple of shouts and grunts from outside him to the left, where the wall of the hull was. He scrambled to the wall but paused quickly as he realized he was immobilized by rope around his extremities. Fortunately, that didn't stop him from working his way to the wall–as tiring as it was–and pressed his ear tightly to the wood. Course, foreign language could be heard. It sounded like grunts, yet it rolled off the tongue so fluidly.
He shook his head. He shouldn't be focusing on the characteristic of a language right now! He needed to escape! His head darted left and right, looking for a way out. His eyes scanned quickly to find nothing but boxes of wood and other cargo. However, his eyes settled on an object that shifted. It was a big, black mass, and covered in chains. Chris couldn't really distinguish it as its dark form easily mixed with the darkness of the hull, but as his eyes adjusted he realized it was a familiar dragon.
"Toothless!" Chris cried out.
He wormed his way over to him, scrunching up his body this way and that and alternatively rolling before after an exhausting four minutes he reached the unconscious dragon.
"Toothless!" Chris said as he shook the dragon.
Toothless winced, but didn't wake up. Chris heard footsteps above him, stomping towards the front of the ship where he was at.
"Toothless wake up!" Chris shouted as loud as he could without alerting his captors. He pulled on the dragon's ear flaps roughly and that seemed to do the trick. The dragon's eyes shot open, thin as slits, and he thrashed at his attacker, swinging his head at Chris unknowingly.
Toothless stopped when he heart a grunt followed by a thud. He glanced at the one who rudely woke him up and was surprised to see Chris.
"What's going on? What are you-" the Night Fury stopped as he realized he was muffled by a muzzle and was wrapped in chains.
"We got captured Toothless! We need to escape now!" Chris whispered harshly as he recovered from the blow.
No sooner had he said that, the hatch to the hull flung open, streaming bright light into the hull. Chris and Toothless shielded their eyes. As their eyes adjusted, they realized men were pouring in.
"είναι ξύπνιος (they are awake)" one soldier shouted. Three men cornered Chris while six focused on Toothless.
"Get away from me!" Chris shrieked as they closed in on him. He wormed and fidgeted all around to no avail. They easily grasped his body and lifted him up. Chris still didn't give up without a fight. His mouth was near one of the soldier's head. He reached forward with his neck and firmly bit down on his right ear.
The guard shrieked as he brought his hands up to pry Chris off of him; It alerted the other two guards. The one in the middle slammed his fist into the side of Chris face before he finally released the pained man's ear, stunned by the blow. His mouth was a bit bloody, but not by the punch. It was from the man's ear which was halfway dangling from his head.
The soldier cried out in pain as he released Chris to tend to his wound. The other guards proceeded to get Chris for their own safety. Meanwhile, Toothless was thrashing as the guards tried their best to hold him down. He tried to roar but his muzzle prevent that. He kept bucking each soldier off until he felt two pricks along his back. He cursed as he quickly fell unconscious again. Chris turned to look at the man who shot him and it was none other than that man who captured him on Berk. He was accompanied by a taller man with a red cape.
Gallus scowled as he glanced at the two captives; he eyed Chris mostly. Alastair grinned sinisterly
"καλά , δεν είσαι ένας μαχητής (Well aren't you a fighter?)" Alastair mocked as he got right in Chris' face. The capture human moaned against his gag.
"Είστε σίγουρα gonna κάνει μια εξαιρετική προσθήκη για οίκου μου (You are definitely gonna make an excellent addition to my oikos.)" Alastair smirked before punching Chris in the gut.
"να τον πάει στο οίκο μου στην Αθήνα και να αφήσει τη γυναίκα μου ασχολούνται μαζί του (Take him to my oikos in Athens and let my wife deal with him.)" Alastair ordered. Gallus nodded and directed the two other soldiers out of the ship. When they left, Alastair sauntered up to Toothless' laying form and crouched low.
"Ω το Κολοσσαίο θα σ 'αγαπώ (Oh the Colosseum will love you.)" Alastair sighed wistfully as he slowly touched Toothless' face, patting it. "τον πάει στη Ρώμη (Take him to Rome.)"
***8 days earlier***
Kassandra sighed as she walked through the woods. She was suppose to be helping with the lumber yet she used the simple excuse as to relieve herself to get away from those men. He mind was still absorbing that fact that Alastair was dangerously close to capturing her. She didn't think he would amass a fleet like that dedicated to solely finding her! She was silent as she weighed the impacts in her head. If she didn't land on Berk, she would've most definitely been captured, married her brother's friend, and knowing that she escaped the empire meant that her brother and her husband-to-be would have made sure she became a broken, docile pet to prevent that from happening again. If Berk didn't have dragons, all those people would have...Kassandra couldn't bare the thought. The recent encounter changed her paradigm about her brother. He was no longer a joke, he was deadly.
She stopped for a moment after wandering a bit into a wide clearing. The trees surrounding the clearing were still tall and looming, causing the clearing itself to be shrouded in shadows. Still, light filtered through the evergreen and spotted the ground with blotches of warm yellow. The colors contrasted with the chilly breeze that weaved through the dense thicket. Kassandra rubbed her arms as she shivered. It was unlike anything she had ever felt before.
Back in Athens, she was accustomed to the warmer, humid temperatures of the coast and of Greece. It rarely snowed, only getting a bit chilly come winter, but never to the degree she was experiencing now...and she loved it! Kassandra, for the first time, was able to breathe! Even though she was still a "prisoner" of sorts to Berk, she was able to do so much more than in Athens. Back at home, someone was always watching her and/or her sister-in-law was making sure she did her wifely duties and was presentable as a bachelorette. The only thing she could do somewhat, leaving the shackles of her oikos, was going to the market every now and then. She couldn't dream of exploring the fields near the base of the mountains outlining the borders of her village. Here, she was able to walk around and do something that matters! She was helping the village on her own accord...well not really but she was benefiting the village! Nobody was telling her she couldn't do this or shouldn't do that. The villagers, as brutish as they could be, were treating her with respect! It was by far the best feeling she had the pleasure of experiencing: freedom.
Of course she wasn't really free. That dragon–it was called a Night Fury–was watching over her. "It's…her name is Raeya." Kassandra mused as she resumed her walk.
Well, she didn't get to see much of that dragon. It's been about 2-3 days; The last time she saw her was before she fell in mud because of those annoying twins–Oh when she got her hands on those two!
It was...awkward to say the least. Raeya was assigned to keep watch over her but Kassandra made sure she got herself into no trouble at all. That left them in a state of weird silence. Kassandra didn't know what to do. She didn't even know what to say! Even if she did, she couldn't talk to the dragon anyways! It was very frightening to be in a place where she could get roasted or shredded to bits at any second, so she should feel tormented if one of those beasts were following her everyday. However, she didn't feel that way towards the Night Fury.
Kassandra couldn't say for sure that what she felt was exactly positive but over those short days with the dragon, Kassandra could definitely say she bore no malice towards the black dragon. She would say she felt neutral about the dragon, but that didn't feel right. It was more. It made her feel awkward, but she couldn't deny it. She liked having that dragon around. Raeya wasn't like the other dragons. Well, Kassandra hadn't really met a lot of dragons in her lifetime but the Night Fury was different. She certainly preferred her over the other dragons. Perhaps it was because Raeya had to watch over her that they got used to each other's presence. Whatever it was, all she knew was that she wasn't used to not having a dragon looking over her shoulder.
She was so distracted with her thoughts that she failed to notice a long branch near her height, smack into her left eye. She hissed in pain at the contact, breaking her out of her deep thought. As she rubbed her eye, she took in her surroundings and was amazed at what she saw.
A deep, and wide cove was right in front of her. A waterfall was located on the far end of it, while the edges were decorated with ornate branches slithering down the rock walls. She looked down and saw how there were a few groups of huge boulders while sparse rocks dotted the rim of the cove. Luscious green grass layered the ground. To simple put, it was awe-inspiring and beautiful.
"Woah…" Kassandra breathed as she blinked her left eye into focus. It looked even more amazing with two eyes open! She immediately scanned the cove for a way down and was elated when she saw jagged rocks in a diagonal pattern leading to the bottom of the cove. She immediately set forth on her little expedition. Two minutes later she was in the middle of the cove and looked up. It was...relaxing. The soft blue sky, combined with the greens and browns of the forest satisfied her mind. The soft chirps of the birds with the rushing water in the background provided a nice white noise. Just for a brief moment in time, Kassandra forgot about everything.
She never had anything akin to this back in Athens. Sure there were some forests and the coast, but all she really ever knew was the market, her oikos, and the endless fields of wheat and other crops. She never expected a brute Viking settlement to have such natural elegance such as this cove.
"I guess there always is a diamond in a rough." Kassandra commented.
While she took in the beauty, she meandered to a large rock, juxtaposed to an overhanging tree with its roots cascading down the rock wall. She noticed the patch of grass near there had some off-put discoloration. There was healthy green grass everywhere yet there seem to be a cropmark right in between the boulder and tree that had short grass. The patch had a weird, circular perimeter and the grass within had stunted growth. Kassandra looked up. The tree wasn't blocking the sun so there shouldn't really be a reason for this awkward patch of grass to be there. The dirt below it didn't really give her the benefit of the doubt either, but she wasn't a keen tracker or anything like some of the hunters back at the Empire.
If she remembered correctly, something had to be buried under that cropmark for the stunted growth in grass to occur. She only knew so because back when she was a girl and her brother was somewhat tolerable, he showed her how to find buried loot whenever they played "Treasure Hunt". That cropmark could only mean one thing.
Kassandra sank to her knees as she looked around for a shovel and found a sharp, triangular rock. "I can't believe I'm doing this. Like someone actually buried treasure here."
She jammed in the rock and pulled harshly, upturning the dirt, however, she made a superficial dip. She kept trying and very slowly did she excavate the hole. Barely fifteen minutes in and she was about a foot deep with the hole two feet in diameter. She was tired and sweating. She grunted as she felt the muscles
in her arms burn and had to stop about every fifteen seconds or so to recover. Her patience was wearing thin when more dirt greeted her. Frustrated, she yelled and slammed the rock hard into the ground. Her anger quickly morphed into surprise when she heard a metallic, yet muffled 'clank'.
Her eyes darted to the source of the sound and after careful scrutiny, found a small black protrusion. It wasn't jutting out if the ground, but an exposed piece of black metal ran evenly along the side of the hole. Her eyes lit up as she didn't expect to actually find something. She quickly wiped away more of the dirt and the black protrusion revealed itself to be part of a small spire. However, more curved pieces of metal were still embedded into the ground. Hastily re-arming herself with the rock, she dug more into the side of the hole where the object was buried. After another tiring six minutes, she tugged out her prize.
Kassandra was surprised to see a black, metal crown in her hands. It was a bit heavy and the bottom half was a thick black band while the top half morphed into a wreath-like form. Embellishments weaved and intertwined with each other from the bottom to the top of the crown and danced all around. At least she thought it was a crown. She had only seen Emperor Leo VI the Wise wear a wreath when he visited the surrounding villages when she was a little girl. That wreath was a symbol of their leadership–their crown. This crown was unlike anything she had seen before. It was very beautiful and mysterious. She was startled as she heard a roar from above. It swooped down fast and loped over to her.
"Raeya!" Kassandra exclaimed, holding the crown in one of her hands. She was greeted by high-pitched grunts and whines. The Night Fury's eyes were darting back and forth, specifically eyeing the crown. Raeya let out quick snarls, nosing her midsection.
Kassandra was dumbfounded when the dragon started nosing against her. The Night Fury had never done that before. She felt her nudge her arm and bite the crown. Kassandra pulled back before the dragon claimed her prize.
"No no Raeya. I found this crown hidden behind that rock. It's so different and beautiful! I don't know why anyone would want to bury this out here." Kassandra pondered as she held the crown up to the light. Raeya looked around anxiously and pranced around in her spot slightly, noticeably antsy.
"What's wrong with you? Something wrong?" Kassandra asked.
Raeya tried biting at the crown again. Kassandra pulled it away from her.
"Hey stop it! I found this crown fair and square! So I get-" Kassandra was cut off by an unfamiliar roar. She looked to her left and saw a green blur before she was knocked off of her feet. An enormous pressure was set on her chest, preventing her from moving.
Kassandra was stunned and had a hard time reorienting herself as her vision came back to her. She heard a low growl coming from above her.
"So you are the thief who stole the crown, eh? I knew something was off about you." Re seethed "Aurora, go get Hiccup." The queen nodded as she took flight.
"Thief? What-" Kassandra started before she realized the situation she was in. She looked up and tensed at how close Re's muzzle was to her face. She was face-to-face with sharp, white teeth. She glanced down quickly and realized the weight on her midsection was the dragon's paw.
"What? I didn't even do anything!" Kassandra shouted frantically, trying her best to wiggle out of Re's grip.
"You have the crown in your hand!" Re shot back.
Kassandra's head quickly shot to the black crown.
"Oh no no no. I found it buried near that rock by the wall! I found it! I didn't steal it, I swear!" Kassandra retorted.
Re growled and whipped the crown out of her hands using his tail-like whip. He curled the head piece in his tail as he looked up and regarded the Night Fury.
"What happened?" Re growled.
"I was coming back from a fishing trip when I saw her here. I saw her digging at something and wondered what was she doing. I showed up and saw the crown in her hand. I tried taking it away but she wouldn't let me." Raeya said truthfully. She felt uncomfortable, essentially ratting out the human–she wasn't the one who stole the crown and buried it! But she couldn't just tell Re the truth. At least not now. Raeya convinced herself she technically wasn't lying. She did show up–on her way back from fishing–see Kassandra with the crown down at the cove after digging it up, and tried taking it away from her. If Kassandra had the crown, then she would have ruined all their plans. But considering that her parents were putting their plans in motion, it didn't seem to matter at this point. Then why was she trying to save this human?
"Let go of me!" Kassandra quaked.
Re roared in her face, effectively silencing her.
"What are you going to do with her?" Raeya asked hesitantly.
"Depends. Might imprison her. Let her rot. Kill her. Who knows. Maybe Hiccup has a better idea." Re said in dragontongue.
Raeya pulled her head back a bit. "Don't you think that's a bit much?"
Re narrowed his eyes. "Are you suggesting I let her free? I don't know where you come from, but criminals don't exactly walk away free after being caught stealing."
A couple of moments later, Aurora returned with Hiccup and his friends in tow. Hiccup had to ride on the back of Aurora as he had no dragon to mount.
"Re, what's going on?" Hiccup questioned.
"Kassandra stole Windwalker's crown!" Re responded with anger.
"I didn't! I swear Hiccup!" Kassandra cried out.
Hiccup let out a frustrated sigh. "Look, I don't have time to deal with this. I need help finding Toothless. He has been gone for several hours and I don't know where he went. He rarely leaves my side, and he only does so when he has a dragon problem of his own to deal with."
Re growled. "What do you mean 'I don't have time to deal with this'? A thief is a more pressing matter than a wandering-"
"Re! That's enough! Calm down." Aurora barked in a firm, yet soothing tone.
Re snorted, smoke billowing out of his nostrils before taking a couple of breaths and looking back at Hiccup.
"Fine, we will help. But what are we going to do with her?" Re gestured at the captive human.
Hiccup looked down at the fearful eyes of Kassandra. The Greek woman couldn't really judge the look on Hiccup's face. It looked indecisive and confused before it contorted to disappointment.
"Put her back in a cell." Hiccup said with finality after a brief pause.
"No...no no Hiccup please! You can't do this!" Kassandra pleaded.
"I can, and I will. I'll deal with you later. I have more pressing matters to attend to." Hiccup answered as he got back on Aurora.
Kassandra shook her head in denial. This couldn't be happening! She watched helplessly as she was tugged into the air and flown across the forest. She gave up struggling as her previous encounter with a dragon mid-flight ended badly. Soon they arrived in Berk, near the cells. She grew apprehensive as they drew closer.
Re splayed his wings as he landed, kicking up dust. He dropped her on the ground, watching her tumble. Kassandra coughed a bit as some stray dust found its way into her lungs. She looked up from the ground and saw the frowning, disappointed faces staring back down at her.
"I didn't do this...please." Kassandra groveled.
Hiccup shook his head as he nodded to Astrid. His wife understood and readied her axe, pointing it to Kassandra.
"Come on. Don't make this harder on yourself." Astrid said coldly.
Kassandra's face was a mixture of sadness, shock, and defeat. She swallowed her negativity as best she could as she stood upright and walked slowly with her head down, back to her cell. She didn't even turn around when the door slammed shut, seemingly for the final time.
"Now what is this about Toothless going missing?" Re asked.
"I don't know where he went. Usually he is gone whenever he has a dragon dispute to settle, but he would've been back sooner. He has been gone for about five hours. He has never been gone that long before! The last I saw him was when those Romans came to our shores." Hiccup fretted.
"Calm down Hiccup. I'm sure he is safe." Valka soothed.
"Well wherever he is, he better turn in quick. Nighttime approaches." Eret commented as he scanned the fading horizon.
"Well let's go looking for him." Aurora decided.
Everyone suited up and began scouring the forests of Berk, hoping that the missing alpha would turn up.
They flew over the forests, scanning the green for any sign of the Night Fury. Raeya flew in the back of the group, getting more frivolous as time progressed. She glanced at the setting sun and knew once night fell upon them the plan would be enacted. She gazed back at the King and Queen, knowing that their lives were about to take a turn for the worse. She sunk her head in guilt. Why? They were just children? Was it even worth it anymore?
At first, she was for her father's plan of revenge. She hated the life she lived because of her eyes. She was fed up with the isolation and constant movement. But being here, in Berk, changed all of that. She was around dragons who actually wanted to be near her. They were warm and friendly and didn't mind her unusual eye colors at all. In fact, one of them really showed he cared about her, and what did she do?
Why didn't the dragons of Berk mind? Before, the other dragons did? Did she do something back then? What was different?
Raeya scrunched up her face in thought. Now that she thought about it, something seemed odd about the constant movement. If dragons came in all shapes and sizes, why would something as trivial as eye color matter to other dragons? Something wasn't adding up.
And now, her father's plan was all based on her difference, that the king and queen didn't help her family with the bullying. However, that was the previous King and queen. These current ones didn't even know about this. It felt strange to her that they would get to Re through his family. What would she get out of all of this? She realized her father just said they would get "justice" for their wrongdoings. The only thing that felt wrong was this whole plan...
Raeya's eyes widened. She realized that if she didn't act now, five innocent children would suffer the consequences!
The group touched down on the shores of a northern beach following Skullcrusher's lead. Snotlout looked around and grunted.
"There's nothing here!"
"Well obviously we have to do more than just glance around at everything." Hiccup responded slightly irritated.
The group began looking around for clues. Raeya stood near the back, thinking of how to appropriately say that the royal dragons' kids are in danger, which she played a part in.
"Skullcrusher did you get anything?" Eret asked as he approached his dragon.
The Rumblehorn grunted loudly as he pawed at the ground, revealing a small patch of dark red cloth. Eret picked up the sliver and dusted it off some more.
"Guys! We got something!"
Everyone rushed over to see what it was.
"What is it?" Fishlegs wondered.
"It's a piece of cloth." Astrid deduced.
"What did you smell?" Aurora asked Skullcrusher
"I found a myriad of scents my queen. I smell wood, metal, leather, sand...however, there are three scents that are more distinguishable than others. There is blood, Toothless' scent and many humans...Chris being one of them."
Re and Aurora did a double take.
"What was that?" Re asked.
"I said your son was one of the scents I smelt. With all of the scents present, alongside the three I mentioned standing out the most, I can only guess that a struggle of sorts took place. Those other humans I smelt do not have the signature Viking smell to them. They smelt foreign for sure. Since I smell blood I'm assuming Toothless and Chris fought off these foreigners but eventually got captured. The wood, metal, and leather I smelt are scents common for a boat. I'm assuming that these foreigners have already left with them awhile ago." Skullcrusher explained. Re translated for the humans.
"It has to be those Roman guys!" Ruffnut exclaimed.
"Yeah! They probably slipped us a Loki and used the whole standoff thing as a diversion while another group was stationed out here!" Tuffnut added.
Everyone looked at them with bewilderment.
"They...actually have a good scenario. It's very likely that happened." Fishlegs agreed.
"Okay, they couldn't have gotten far! If we gather some supplies, we can wait until tomorrow to begin a search and rescue party." Re decided.
Everyone agreed to this plan and were about to take off when…
"Wait!" Raeya roared.
Everyone whipped their heads around at the Night Fury.
"What?" Re asked impatiently.
"Y-you can't g-go. At least not now." Raeya said uncomfortably.
"And why not?"
Raeya sighed, looked down, took a deep breath, before regarding Re again. "Your children are in grave danger."
Re and Aurora both pulled their heads back in confusion.
"How are they in danger?" Aurora asked. This got the attention of the rest of the group. All eyes were on Raeya.
Raeya swallowed in fear; she couldn't escape this. She knew her true face will be revealed.
"Because my family is capturing them as we speak. They are going to use them as hostages." Raeya admitted, after an uncomfortable silence.
"WHAT?!" Re and Aurora bellowed in unison. The dragons gasped in unison while the humans stood there perplexed.
"Look, I can't explain it right now. We need to locate your children before my family does. Now come on!" Raeya urged. Re gave a quick, angry roar before facing the humans.
"Hiccup I'm sorry, but we have more urgent matters. My kids are in danger! Toothless...and Chris, have to wait." Re said frustratingly.
"What? I don't un-" Hiccup started.
"I don't understand either! There's a lot going on right now and now I-we have to make a tough decision, especially since we're leaders. Now, my children are in grave danger apparently because of Raeya's family. I'm not going to argue over this! Now let's go!" Re seethed as he bounded into the air.
Everyone else was silent as they saddled up swiftly and joined him in his search, hoping they locate the children in time.
Chris groaned as he opened his eyes and was met with a dim light. He blinked a few more times and looked around. Again he was in a new, foreign environment.
"What?" Chris noticed he was in a small, wooden enclosure. There was only enough room to stand as the three walls closed him in. He looked down and noticed that he was on a small, slightly dirty mattress of sort with a thin sheet tossed to the side. Part of his mattress had a hole in it and some hay was sticking out of it.
What really grasped his attention was his attire. He wasn't wearing his black pants, boots, and jacket like he normally wore. He was now wearing a large brown tunic with a rope tied around his waist, securing it. Off to the side of his bed were some wooden sandals.
"What the…" Chris said as he picked at his garments.
Quick shuffling outside alerted him. Just then, two men clad in the same fashion as he was appeared in his doorway and looked down at him. One started talking to him in a weird language. He looked skinny and had short brown hair. Chris could only stare at him in confusion. The first one let out a short grunt before murmuring with the second one who also had short brown hair. They both nodded before they leaned down and grabbed Chris by his arms before dragging him up and out of his confines.
"Hey stop it!" Chris yelled as he thrashed in their arms. His attempts were futile as they took him outside and into a pavilion. The two slaves held him still.
"Let go of me!" Chris shouted. The two men held him in place. One of them hissed in his language. An unexpected, fluid voice pursed his lips.
Chris looked to his right and saw a beautiful blonde woman approach. She was tall, had tanned skin, amber eyes, a symmetrical face, and wore a soft white gown that tumbled down her legs. Her gown was lined with gold and had a complimentary golden chord secured around her waist.
Chris was speechless as she approached and faced the three. She said something in her language before the two men released him. Chris scowled at the two men before gazing at the woman again. She smiled as she started speaking in her weird language. Chris titled his head at her perplexing words.
"I can't understand you. What's going on? Where am I?" Chris pleaded.
The woman shook her head and smiled again. She said it again but much slower this time. Chris shook his head a second time. The woman sighed before pointing at her chest, muttering a single word before pointing at her chest again. She repeated these motions over and over. The word she said became a bit more clearer.
"Lucia" Chris repeated hesitantly.
The woman's eyes lit up and she repeated the motions with renewed vigor. Chris instantly made the connection.
"Your name is Lucia."
Now Lucia repeated the motions, instead she pointed to him. Chris was stumped for a brief couple of moments before he connected the dots.
"My name...my name! My name is Chris. Chrriissss." He gesticulated as he spoke.
Lucia now tilted her head in confusion. Chris repeated his name a few more times but Lucia just frowned.
"Christoforos." Lucia uttered.
Chris brought his head back. "No it's Chris, not Christoforos."
"Christoforos."
"Chris."
"Christoforos!"
"Chris!"
Lucia barked a command and the two other slaves restrained Chris in an instant. Lucia grabbed Chris' jaw in one hand and squeezed his cheeks together.
"ακούσετε εδώ και να μάθουν καλά . Χριστόφορος είναι το όνομά σας και θα αντιμετωπίζονται ως τέτοια ! αν δεν σας αρέσει , καλά , ας πούμε τα πράγματα δεν θα είναι ευχάριστες για σας (listen here and learn well. Christoforos is your name and you will addressed as such! if you do not like it, well, let's just say things will not be pleasant for you)." Lucia purred dangerously as she pulled back.
"Δεν ξέρω τι ο σύζυγός μου είδε σε σας για να σας κάνει σκλάβο μου , αλλά καταλαβαίνω θα μπορούσατε να έχουν εργαστεί στο μυαλό ή Κολοσσαίο . Είναι ευγνώμων. Να τον καθαρίσετε τα αποχωρητήρια (I do not know what my husband saw in you to make you my slave, but understand you could have been working in the minds or colosseum. Be grateful. Have him clean the latrines.)" Lucia ordered with a gesture of her hand.
Christoforos struggled in vain as he was carried away to begin his new life. Toothless couldn't have said the same.
Five hundred and thirty miles to the west of Christoforos was where Toothless was located. The Night Fury had already woken up in his dark, cramped cell and could do nothing but struggle against his tight bonds. Even with his superior night vision, he couldn't see much. The only noise was a very faint rumble
Toothless threw himself left and right but stopped after realizing how much energy he was wasting. He sighed against his muzzle and looked around as far as his restraints would let him. All he knew was that his cell was made of a type of strong rock. He figured he could blast his way out but his muzzle prevented that.
A sudden roar caught his attention. His ears twitching as he absorbed the sound. This roar didn't sound like a dragon. It sounds louder, yet lighter. He figured it was some other beast. Then he heard the sounds of struggling humans followed by metal shifting and groaning. Then he heard a syncopated clanking noise and a gradual roar of shouts and clamor. Toothless then realize that the loud din of shouts and yells was actually the quiet rumble from before. Toothless tried his best to interpret what was going on but couldn't place it. Wherever he was, he knew he was somewhere terrible.