Hey guys,

Since there will be some action packed scenes further on, I thought it best to change my first-person writing style to something more accommodating.

I hope you won't get bothered by it too much.

Disclaimer: see Prologue

Chapter 13

'Aaaaargh!'

The first thing Hiccup noticed when he came too was the unsurprising headache. For a moment he looked around as he had no idea where he was and what he did to feel as if the Berk drum band was playing in his head, until the memories rushed back to him.

The second thing he noticed was the loud and slightly agonizing scream coming from behind him. He tried to turn his head slowly as to not aggravate his pain and for a moment his vision became blurry.

It took a little while for his sight to become normal again, and when it did the little viking was surprised by what he saw.

Simon, and a small group of what Hiccup assumed were his men, were battling Alvin – great – and five other Outcasts in a ferocious battle. The look in Simon's eyes was wild as he threw his swords around like a madman, taking out a surprising amount of Outcasts while Alvin was shuffling backwards.

Ok, that's kind of scary… No time to waste.

Hiccup started slowly crawling away from the rumble towards a path wedged in between two large stacks of rock he noticed earlier.

He was concentrated only on his destination as he tried to shuffle around as quietly as possible, making himself as small as a possible.

Only when he reached the small path did he dare to look back. He could barely hold back his excitement as none of the vikings had noticed him as they were fighting to protect their own lives.

Simon was looking as if he finally felt tired of his wild and fierce fighting. His swings were slowing down and sweat was coating his whole face, which is impressive for this time of year.

Hiccup wondered for a moment what happened to the cool and collected brute that knocked him out earlier to become this agitated and mad, but he figured that was the least of his worries as he turned around and started to run down the path. He didn't know where it would lead but anywhere is better that here he figured.

Unfortunately for Hiccup, escape plans never went without a hitch.

He heard rather that saw the Outcast leader running up behind him and he had just enough time to turn around before a large and meaty hand grabbed his neck and lifted him up in the air, effectively chocking him.

'Bad idea runt.'

Hiccup grabbed Alvin's beefy fingers and tried in vain to pry them open as he struggled for air.

Though Alvin's grip was strong enough to labour Hiccup's breathing, it was not enough to cut off his air supply and Hiccup was able to choke out a small protest as Alvin started to run, jolting Hiccup hard enough so that he lost his bearings and could only concentrate on his headache and breathing.

Alvin half dragged Hiccup over the rocky ground but even as Hiccup's vision became blurry due to the lack of air and his headache, he couldn't help but notice the slightly worried look of the viking. Seriously what did I miss?

Hiccup quickly dismissed the question again as he saw the battle disappear behind the corner and he realised he was completely at the mercy of Alvin, who was probably more than a little pissed right now that his plans were effectively ruined. This is bad.

A sudden blast threw the pair backwards and the pressure on Hiccup's neck disappeared. He immediately started coughing and shuffling away from Alvin while the large viking was getting back up on his hands and knees.

Just when Alvin's angry eyes locked with Hiccup's, a large black figure came down from the sky and stomped the viking back down roughly.

'Toothless! Man am I glad to see you!' Hiccup exclaimed as he propped himself on his elbows.

But as Hiccup's vision returned and the blurry shaped became more detailed, he noticed that the shape holding Alvin down was not Toothless at all, but instead the shape looked more like a horse.

What the- Since when do horses drop from the sky?!

The horse was silently staring him down – man that is just as weird – as an even darker shape stepped off of its back and walked towards the boy.

The shaped looked human, but Hiccup felt as if that conclusion was way off as its presence felt like nothing Hiccup felt before.

The air became heavier and the sunlight became dimmer as the figure approached him and vague memories of when he was little'er flashed past Hiccup's eyes: hiding underneath the dinner table during dragon raids praying that it will be over soon, his dad s disappointing and angry scowl as he turned his back and walked away while neglecting his call and an a few oddly specific memories of him being abandoned and forgotten in the forest after getting bullied by Snotlout and his gang. In short, no memories that he was happy reliving.

Hiccup crawled back again whimpering as the memories and the headache prevented him from thinking straight. He heard Alvin struggle beneath the horse's hoof in the background as the black figure knelt down in front of him, but even at this proximity Hiccup had the greatest effort distinguishing the humanoids' face as the shadows were too thick.

Though Hiccup could see clearly the toothy grin and it made him squirm.

The figure took one deep inhale and said in a deep and triumphant voice. 'Oh child I am going to have fun with you.' He spat out the word 'fun' as if the word was a curse itself.

Hiccup was struggling to speak due to his unusually tight throat but he did manage to get out a few words.

'I'm… not a… child.' He said, wincing as it came out in a smaller voice than he had intended.

The figure let loose a low and dark chuckle before turning serious again. 'Oh of course you are. You can fool your village with those words and courage, but unfortunately for you I can see you as you really are.'

Hiccup was confused by that statement. 'Who are you?'

'Oh no one worth for you to remember, seeing as your mind will be busy with other things.'

The figure outstretched his hand and blew over the sand, blowing it in Hiccups face.

Hiccup had no time to react as he felt sleep take him but before his consciousness left him completely heard the figure say: 'Good night my little nightmare.'

I wonder who the mysterious figure could be…

Wow this chapter worked out really well! Maybe because I changed the perspective, making it a tad easier to write these kind of scenes.

See you lovelies later~