After everything that went happened with Berk, the family was happy to make their way back home. Hiccup and Heather needed to talk when they got back about Hope learning about their secrets. Astrid was now getting everyone ready for another possible attack from the Dragon Hunters with Hala's help, as she promised to meet the group back home by the next sunrise.

"So, how did that Submaripper end up chained at the bottom of the ocean?" Hope wonders.

"Uh... a shipment of dragon-proof chains slipped and entangled up with it." Heather quickly came up with a plausible excuse.

"Really?" Dagur asks, wondering if Hope would even believe that lie.

"She'll be told the truth soon." Hiccup promises his brother-in-law. "We're just working out how to break it to her."

"She's not gonna keep falling for this forever, brother," Dagur informed him. "And if she finds out on her own..."

"She won't need to." Hiccup promises.

As they continued to make their way home, they noticed some storm clouds approaching. Almost as soon as it showed up, it started to heavily rain down upon them all. Delta screeched as she tried to see through the storm. Toothless continued to lead the way as he is using his sonar while their riders are trying to keep their eyes on Dagur and Hope. Windshear was keeping herself close to Toothless and trying to keep her eyes on Delta and Shattermaster.

"Stay close. We don't need anyone getting lost." Hiccup said as Toothless used his sonar to make sure the area was clear.

"Dagur, you got that?" Heather asked as she tried to look for her brother.

"I may be crazy, sister, but I'm not that crazy," Dagur promises, doing his signature laugh in response.

"Has he gotten crazier?" Hiccup asks Toothless.

Toothless growled in response, wondering that himself.

Heather then looked behind her with her eyes squinted as she tried to look for Hope. "Hope, stay close."

But then they were immediately met with silence through the sea air. Their sudden stop caused them to make Shattermaster and Dagur run into them and groan in pain. Their grunts caused Toothless and Hiccup to stop and look back and see the group stopped.

Hiccup flew Toothless back to them so that they could keep close due to the storm. "What is it?"

"Where's Hope?!" Heather cried in terror.

The two others then looked around and noticed that there was no sign of the girl or her dragon. Trying their best to look through the storm, they started to cry out and called out for her. Toothless did his best to locate them through the storm, but they seemed to be out of their range and can't be found.


Hope was trying her best to see and keep Delta on track as the dragon was having issues trying to keep up with the family. It was becoming so hard that Hope couldn't even see in front of her own face or even her own dragon.

"Mom?" Hope called out to the sky. "Dad? Uncle Dagur?"

Delta screeched in worry, feeling that she messed up and got them lost.

"Don't worry, girl. We're going to be fine." Hope said as she kept flying them ahead. "There's got to be somewhere we can wait this storm out."

As they were flying around and trying to find land, lightning started to strike down around them. Delta started to shriek in fear, always being easily startled by lightning due to her armor-laced skin.

"Hey, hey, come on, girl." Hope tried to keep her calm as they tried to look through the storm. "Stay with me. Just a little bit longer."

But as she tried to calm her dragon down, a strike of lightning just about misses them and causes Delta to jump. That jump caused Delta to be thrown off of her back and shriek, falling from the skies.

"Delta!" Hope cried in fear.

Delta looked around as if expecting to find Hope flying with her when she noticed her rider was missing. Spinning around to try and find her, Hope splashed into the water and was rendered unconscious from the fall. Delta heard the crash and flew down to the ocean's surface and did her best to look and find Hope, but she was having no luck and was starting to worry.

Screeching in fear, Delta was starting to fear she would never find her rider.


But Hope was perfectly safe and sound. If you can call it that.

Hope somehow managed to find her way down a headwater and even found it down a mountainside and found a shallow end of water where she was laying her head. Hope opened her eyes, and everything looked blurry to her for a moment. Getting her head on straight as she rubbed her eyes with her arm, wondering where she was as she saw nothing but forest.

Pulling herself from the ground onto her feet, she winced as she felt as if her arm was either twisted or broken. She then winced again as she stood back up after feeling how her leg was definitely twisted as she couldn't put too much pressure on it. She tried her best to look and noticed that there was some town or village or something down the hill.

Seeing that there was no sign of Delta, her mother, or her father anywhere in sight, Hope got the feeling she wasn't going to be getting help anytime soon. She needed to get down to civilization and hope that they can treat her injuries.

Limping her way down the tip of the mountain was difficult enough as it was, adding in the fact that her arm and leg were injured, it became harder. Needing to take a break before she could continue her descent, she laid down against a rock.

"You know, Delta... when I get back... we're working on this fear of lighting," Hope told herself, making it a mental note to deal with. Trying to catch her breath was also a priority, but she was currently upset with her dragon to care. "We're not doing this every time there's a thunderstorm."

"You talk to yourself a lot." A sudden voice said, causing Hope to jump.

Shrieking in shock, jumping back a bit, and forgetting about her injuries, Hope fell back after being scared and got a look at who scared her.

She was a 21-year-old Colombian young lady with curly brown hair and brown eyes. She wore a white and yellow shirt with golden-colored trimming on it with red fabric going through the collar and sleeves, a long red skirt with yellow and light-red streaks, a red choker with a golden gem adorned with a ruby in the middle of it, and heart-shaped golden earrings, and red sandals. She also wears a big red bow on her hair, which she wears up in a bun.

"Honestly, I could hear you from a mile away." The strange newcomer informed Hope.

Hope was still trying to catch her breath from the jump scare she just received. "When...who...where...?" Too many questions were flowing through Hope's head as she wondered who this girl was and where she came from. "What?" Then the pain flew back in as she grabbed her arm and pulled her leg back in pain. "Ow!"

"Yeah, I've also heard your cries of pain." She informed the newcomer. "Where'd you come from?"

"Isn't that my question for you?" Hope asked her. "Where'd you come from?"

"Well, I've been hearing you all morning and have been wondering where you were." She explained as she noticed Hope's injuries. "You should definitely need to see someone about that."

"Yeah, noticed," Hope said sarcastically. "Happen to know a healer?"

She then seemed to think about it for a second and an idea. "I might. Be right back."

"Wait, what?" Hope asked as she watched the girl wander off toward the village she spotted. "Are you just gonna leave me here?"

The girl just kept walking away and Hope laid back in the grass. Some time had passed while Hope just laid there and felt her arm, wondering how much of it had been broken. Even if Delta did come back, there was no chance she was going to be able to fly alone without two arms.

"Mom, dad, we need a better way of sticking together in case this ever happens again." Then she started to remember how nobody was around her. "I haven't been alone in a while. This is kinda sad."

Time started to pass a little as she was laying on the ground waiting for that girl to come back. If she was ever going to come back. But Hope didn't have the strength or energy to keep going after going a day and a half without eating.

"Where the Northwind meets the sea. There's a river full of memory. Sleep, my darling, safe and sound. For in this river all is found." Hope hummed the lullaby her aunt Elsa would sing to her as a child. "Why does every song have some odd message tied to it? Even Uncle Meatlug's melody has some weird fixation of Meatlug sneaked in. Yet again, Uncle Snotlout's song about the yak and soap isn't much better. I don't know how Hookfang puts up with him."

"Yep." The sudden appearance of a new face standing over her caused her to shriek again. Man, her vocal cords are getting a field say. "She's quite the chatterbox."

Hope stood up the best she could and got a look at the new figure who came with the previous girl. This was. 19-year-old young Colombian woman with a really, really big muscular build, who is significantly taller than anyone Hope's met. She has tan skin and hazel eyes. Her brown hair is tied up in a bun with a red ribbon. She wears a white, short-sleeved shirt with a red ribbon at the top, and a long indigo skirt with dark purple and pink stripes at the bottom. She also has felt bracelets: on the left, red and denim, and the right, red denim, and yellow. She wears dark blue shoes with two dark blue ankle straps. Her skirt has many free weights at the bottom, along with weights on her bracelets.

"And you've officially outdone my aunt Astrid." Hope commented on the build and height of this girl. "Any chance I'm gonna get some answers from you?"

"Answers like what?" The muscular girl asked her. "You're the mysterious girl in the woods."

"Look...I've had a rough night." Hope winced as she held her hand. "I'm lost. I'm cold. I'm hurt. And I'm alone."

The two of them then took a look back and forth between them and got a similar thought. "Alright. Come on."

And just then, Hope was picked up by the strong girl and was carried off toward the town. "Whoa! Okay, I'm starting to feel like this is kidnapping."

"Don't worry, we're taking you where we can heal you." The girl with the hair bun promises her.

"Who are you people?" Hope asks them.

"My name is Dolores." The girl with the bun informed them.

"Luisa." The one who helped carry Hope introduced herself.

"We're the Madrigals!" The two of them informed her.

"The who?" Hope asks.


Hiccup and Heather flew over and landed on an island pillar in the middle of the ocean, they have been searching for Hope all night after the storm. Neither of them has found any trace of either Hope or Delta.

"I didn't find anything." Hiccup was sorry to admit.

"Windshear and I couldn't find even a trace." Heather was starting to become more worried.

"Don't give up yet." Hiccup assured her, knowing she was thinking something had happened. "They could have found somewhere to stay and wait out the storm."

Dagur then flew up to them and landed Shattermaster on the pillars. "Nothing."

Heather rolled her eyes as she looked over at Hiccup who offered a smile. "Don't worry. She has Delta by her side. Nothing will happen to her."


Luisa carried Hope through the forest and finally made it to their little village where Hope couldn't help but notice the odd looks that she was receiving from the residents. If she had to take a guess, most people here aren't used to seeing outsiders.

Hope was even more shocked when they were heading out of the village and upward toward a three-story square building that encloses the ceiling-less courtyard at its center.

Adjacent to the courtyard, there is a single staircase connecting the ground floor with the second floor, which is where Pedro's portrait hangs. After being rebuilt, the front door depicts all of the members of the Madrigal family together carved into the wood.

Hope couldn't imagine the cost or hours and years it took to build this place. "Uh, is this where your healer lives?"

"You could say that." Luisa shrugged as Hope watched a chair make its way over to her with the help of the floor. "Just wait here."

"Trust me, I'm not going anywhere." Hope commented as the two walked off, both looking for someone. "Nice house."

Then to her curiosity, she swore that she watched a few of the tiles flip and move around. She looked down and eyed them closely, figuring that she was just seeing things. She might have hit her head on the fall. But then she started to notice a window waving at her, and that couldn't be the work of the wind.

Hope then decided to just wave her hand, wondering if she has gone mad. "Hi?"

"I see you've met the Casita." A new voice said, getting Hope to look over and notice a third member of the Madrigals.

This one was a fifteen-year-old Colombian girl with curly chin-length black hair, thick eyebrows, hazel eyes, and a visibly dark shade of freckles on her nose and cheeks. She wears lime green round-framed glasses and blue pom-pom earrings and carries around a mochila bag over her left shoulder.

Her attire is a white blouse that has colorful butterfly stitching, with frills of black trimming at the neck and sleeves. She wears a long teal skirt with colorful butterfly embroidery and her name stitched on the waistband, with an indigo petticoat and white bloomers, and sandals with pink linking and black ribbons around her ankles.

"Wait, so I wasn't imagining that?" Hope asks the new girl.

"You're not from around here, are you?" She asks as she looked over Hope and her current attire. "Nice outfit."

"Thanks, I made it myself." Hope informed her as she held her broken arm. "Ow."

"Oh, looks like you hurt yourself." She put it together. "No wonder they brought you here."

"Yeah, I'm still trying to put together where here is exactly." Hope commented. "Where am I?"

"In our small world." She said and gestured to the house. "This is the home of the Madrigals. My name is Mirabel."

"Hope." Hope introduced herself.

"That's a nice name." Mirabel complimented.

"Thanks. My mom picked it." Hope admitted as she then looked around the room again. "So, do your whole family live here?"

"Yep, all three generations of the Madrigal family tree," Mirabel confirmed.

"Okay, and which one is the healer?" Hope wonders.

"That would be me." Mirabel's mother came over.

They saw a woman with tan skin and brown eyes that droop slightly downwards. Her hair is curly dark brown hair with silver and white highlights swooped up into a messy updo, with a bun, walking down the stairs with a tray of already prepared food in hand.

"My name is Julieta; I was told about your situation." Julieta introduced herself as she held out an arepa con queso to the young girl. "Here. Eat this."

Hope decided to do just that and took the food from the mother and took a quick bite. She had to admit, whatever this was, it tastes amazing and different from what she would usually eat. Then to her shock and amazement, her hand started to heal on its own, her leg started to feel a lot better, and it was like nothing had ever happened to her.

"Whoa," Hope said in amazement as she looked over her healed body. "How did you do that?"

Julieta smiled and chuckled, knowing that this girl needed to be caught up. "Mirabel, would you mind helping her get caught up? We still need to get ready for the ceremony tonight."

And with a nod, Julieta left her daughter to explain their history to the young girl who has been separated from her family. Dolores assured them that she wasn't some threat as she was listening to Hope talk to herself all the way down the mountain.

"Come on." Mirabel pulled Hope to her feet, amazed at how fast her body has healed, still waiting for that to be explained. "I'll help explain everything. Just try and keep up!"

"Whoa!" Hope cried as she was dragged along, knowing she needed to just work with them for answers.

She just needed to wait for her parents to find her, and it wouldn't hurt to make a few friends on the way. And this group in particular seems like an interesting group to want to get to know. And Mirabel was the only person Hope has met that was the same age, so it would be nice to know someone her own age.