Having a bleeding wrist for two hours would probably make any other person die.

But not Hiccup. No, he just had to suffer, didn't he? He just had to lose everything he cared about, right? He had to be a stupid dragon. Hiccup didn't acknowledge the silver creature who had just landed in front of him.

"Sorry I took so long, I had to make- You're still crying?" Calypso said, shifting back. The former dragoness stood uncomfortably. She didn't carry a net, or something you would probably use to hold fish. No, Calypso had straight up made a sphere of water, and stuffed it with fish. Hiccup noticed some were Salmon. It floated lazily above her outstretched hand. "And you haven't shifted back? You are definitely not going to have friends here." She said, rolling her eyes.

Hiccup was angry. Not at her, but he wanted to take his anger out on something. He closed his eyes, trying to control his tone. "You want me to shift? Into something that isn't me?" Calypso rolled her eyes again, and leaned against a large rock. "No duh. And don't be stupid, it is you." She said, her voice infuriating.

Hiccup grimaced. Now he was mad at her.

The former chief opened his eyes, looking straight at the traitor that had turned him into a monster, the betrayer that had ripped him from his former life. Calypso noticed his angry expression. She tried to play it off, but Hiccup could see her hand becoming white with heat, just in case. "Hiccup, listen to me. If you don't shift, that wound isn't getting any better."

It felt as if Hiccup exploded. He glared at Calypso silently, feeling only raw hatred. Distantly, the sphere of water fell, leaving the fish on the ground. Calypso glanced at it, and frowned. Her white-hot hand returned to its normal colour. Calypso's golden eyes were full of fear. She backed away from Hiccup slowly.

And then the anger was gone. Hiccup only felt guilt, and sadness, and confused. Immediately, the water reformed around the fish, saving them from death, and Calypso's hand grew burning hot again. She looked at it, shook it off and extinguished the heat of her own will. Confused, Calypso looked at Hiccup in awe and terror.

"What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that?" Hiccup said, suddenly scared he'd lost his only... ally. The girl took a deep breath. "I was trying to shift. I was trying to keep the water intact, and my hand hot. But I couldn't, it felt like I couldn't. It felt like if I tried, I might pass out, or get crushed under the...silence." She spoke quietly and quickly, looking away from Hiccup's eyes. "I think I know what power you have."

Hiccup didn't know what he felt. One one hand, cool, he could mess with other people's powers, silence them. On the other hand, Hiccup was thinking all about how he could help plan an attack against whatever this stupid tribe was. Hiccup shook off the dark thoughts. He didn't even know anyone yet, and they were still in this rocky clearing.

"Whatever, there's training stations at camp. We need to get you healed, and to meet everyone." Calypso said, trying to smile. "Just shift into Obsidian." She said, her face returning to neutral.

Hiccup narrowed his eyes, but called down the lightning. It seemed as natural as breathing now, but that didn't mean Hiccup liked it. In seconds, he was Obsidian. Immediately, an odd sensation kicked in. Obsidian looked down, and almost jumped. His cut looked as if the scales around it were multiplying, and soon it was covered in a pile of black scales. It stayed like that for about a minute before they fell off onto the ground, leaving smooth, normal scales underneath.

Hiccup shifted back, anxious to see what the cut looked like. Fortunately, it looked the same as before the stab wound, but a lot more smooth. Hiccup gaped at it, prodding the former wound gently. Calypso rolled her eyes then yelled. "Don't touch it!" She yelled, slapping his hand away. "The skin will break, you numbskull."

Hiccup narrowed his eyes at her, holding his wrist. "Of course we're- you're stupidly overpowered. Why wouldn't you be?" Hiccup laughed maniacally, running his hand through his hair. "It's not like you've got thousands of ways to kill your enemies at your disposal." Hiccup hissed, his eyes darting to the fish sphere.

"I hope you know that once you're inside the border, I'm leaving you and your saltiness alone. I have better things to do." Calypso said, deadpan. "If you have any troubles, take it up with the chief." She said, shifting. "There's a CHEIF?" Hiccup said angrily. He didn't expect to be this annoyed by not being the person in charge.

Silhouette started to fly away, so Hiccup reluctantly followed her lead as Obsidian. Surprisingly, it was a short flight. A few minutes after they started to fly, the duo dropped into a cramped patch of land, full of trees. Calypso effectively shifted back, and strolled over to a thick oak tree. She gave Hiccup an expectant look, and he walked over.

"So, where exactly is the-" Hiccup was cut off by his own yelp as the dirt turned to watery dirt underneath him. It make a satisfying 'schlop' sound as Hiccup was sucked under. It seemed as if the liquid earth was pushing Hiccup in a direction, and seconds later he emerged, covered in mud. But that was the least of his worries.

The camp was huge. It almost looked as big as New Berk but perhaps a little smaller. The hideout was divided into four sections. The first was the one farthest right to Hiccup. A large mound of grass, dirt and stone resembling a cliff towered over the space. Hiccup could just make out a house near the bottom. Next to the cliff was an intricately carved, sheltered space. This quarter of the camp was under this roof of oak wood. With a start, Hiccup realises Calypso or someone like her must have grown the wood over the grass for some kind of sheltered sleeping space. Colourful tents lay around and under the wood. Next to that quarter was the quarter close to Hiccup's left. Hundreds of 'training devices' lay scattered around the arena-like hole in the ground. Hiccup looked at it closely, wondering if he would have to fight in it. The last section of the large camp was a massive lake. Hiccup noticed how abruptly it dropped from shallow to deep.

As Hiccup took in his surroundings, he noticed the leaf canopy, far above them. It made everything look a little more green, and had small speckles of light dripping through. It was the perfect disguise if you happened to be flying overhead. Hiccup's eyes darted to a small amount of movement in the lake. He stared at the ripple closely, until Hiccup saw the green Scauldron spikes emerging. Immediately, Hiccup began to notice life around him. A small boy was wrestling with a teenage Changewing in the arena section. The aforementioned Scauldron in the lake seemed to be looking at Hiccup from under the water.

But the most prominent sign of life came from the massive, scarred, gnarled hand on his shoulder, a hand belonging to an unknown Goliath of a man.