Sorry for the big gap, vacation makes a lazy mind :D

You're so gonna hate me or love me for this filler chappie, but it explains a bit the background of Stoick and Jack's meeting, which I found important and fun to write ;)

Enjoy it to the fullest!

Disclaimer: see Prologue

Chapter 8

Stoick's POV

My day could not have been worse.

First, I wake up only to find that my only son has not returned home last night, but that he had been kidnapped by none other than Alvin the Treacherous. Afterwards, I had to calm down a bunch of overreacting teens and a dragon to stop them from flying towards Outcast Island with no plan, even though I was desperately stopping myself from doing that same thing.

After finally having calmed them down enough so they could think reasonably (well, most of them), we discussed exactly how we would rescue my son from Alvin's clutches.

And here we are now, in the air, on our dragons and on our way to Outcast Island. It was a quiet ride since we were all concentrating on only one thing, Hiccup's safety.

'Hey,' Snotlout tried to break the heavy silence, 'Do you think Hiccup's still all right? Not that I care or anything!' he quickly said afterwards, but it did not break the barrier of silence that surrounded us. He then lowered his head again, but before he could hang it completely, Astrid finally answered his question.

'I'm sure he's fine Snotlout. He has stubbornness issues remember.' She said with a small smile in her face, but this was quickly replaced by a frown at Snotlout's next statement.

'Yeah but what if Alvin is desperate this time? He already tried to make Hiccup conquer his dragons for like a billion times.'

'Oh relax Snotface, I'm sure he's fine. He probably already escaped and is asking himself what's taking us so long.' She replied again while rolling her eyes.

'Right, you're right! Stupid Hiccup.' Snotlout said with a smile and turned his head towards the horizon again, signalling that the conversation was over. Astrid caught the drift and she too turned her head toward Hiccup's location again.

It reassures me that Hiccup has such good friends. I thought and that brought my attention to the clearly overprotective boy Hiccup has come to know since childhood. Jokul Frosti - or Jack Frost as he was known to the Berkians - was riding on Toothless on my left side, both were focussed on our destination and were more quiet and concentrated than I have even seen them in my life.

I was shocked to say the least when my son came home, now 9 years ago, telling me the tale of how he had made a friend by the name of Jack and how much fun they had together. Not at all used to this occurrence, I naturally doubted this boy who was unknown in the streets of Berk, going out of his way to befriended its heir. This is why the next day, after Hiccup left the house, I quietly followed him into the forest.

There, I finally saw the mysterious boy who Hiccup had taken a liking to and I noticed his unusual hair and eye colour; he had hair as white as snow and eyes as blue as the clear sky.

They were playing the entire day, building snowmen's and holding snowball fights. By the time they were panting and visibly tired, the sun was already beginning to set.

I didn't see anything doubtful about the stranger's behaviour, but he didn't earn my trust just yet. I crept out of my hiding spot and turned towards Berk again, planning to wait for Hiccup at home.

'HICCUP!'

I looked furiously at the direction of the two boys again when I heard the white-haired stranger yell out my son's name with clear worry, but the only thing I saw when I turned around was the teenager standing like frozen, my son nowhere in sight.

I followed the teen's gaze as he was running towards the edge of the cliff and my heart skipped a beat when I realised what must have happened. But before I could jump in after my son, the boy named Jack was already plummeting down and made attempts to reach Hiccup, who was out cold because of exhaustion and shock. How did he get there so quickly?

I finally reached the cliff and looked down at the falling teens, only to find that they were rushing up towards me as an extremely strong and unusual wind was propelling the two boys up towards me. Jack was surrounded by a faint blue shine and did a back flip before landing gracefully on the ground again, an unconscious Hiccup in his arms. He started tapping him lightly on Hiccup's cheeks, trying in vain to wake the little Viking up.

'Jokul Frosti' I gasped.

The winter sprite shot up from his kneeling position and stood before my unconscious son, staff placed before him menacingly and icy blue eyes glaring at me.

My hands shot up in the air, giving a vibe of surrender, which apparently had a slight success. 'Euhm… nice to meet you?'

'LAND! I SEE LAND!'

I was ripped out of my memories by a shout from Tuffnut and looked before me again to see that for once, he was right. Outcast Island could slightly but surely be seen at the horizon, and just in time too. The sun almost touched the horizon, which indicated that night was almost upon us.

Time to get my son back. I thought as I urged Thornado to fly faster towards the Island where Hiccup was being held captive.

Don't worry, next chapter will be Jack in the spotlight again!

See you lovelies later~