This is the second chapter. I think I know how to appropriately edit my story on the website by now.
Enjoy!
Chapter 2:
Savage threw a piece of molten cabbage through the bars of the prison cell door, "Lunchtime, fool, have some veggies."
Hiccup's prosthetic leg got badly damaged when Dagur kidnapped him on the boat in the middle of nowhere, and now he couldn't even stand up easily on his own. He thought about escaping, but under this scenario, not even a Deadly Nadder could escape.
The temperature could drop to 30 degrees in the night with razor-like winds. Most Berserkers would wear a heavy fur coat when the took a walk in the night, but Hiccup had nothing but a not-warming leather flight suit to keep him from cold.
The cabbage landed on his torso, right on a new, palm-sized blood cut made by one of the bludgeons hanging in the guards' room of Prison Tartarus.
The unbearable pain went through his nerves, yet the pain that almost destroyed him. He quickly but painfully removed the cabbage from his cut and threw it into the corner.
Savage stopped by the door, and he stared at Hiccup while he shivered from the cold and pain on the floor of the cell. He found a thin blanket in the guards' room and tried to throw it into the cell.
"What do you think you are doing?" A deep voice came behind Savage.
"Sir, I was trying to give him some blanket to keep from the cold." Savage moved to the side.
Dagur walked towards the cell door. Meanwhile Savage was wearing a dark brown furry jacket with a 1-foot long sharp sword in his belt, but Dagur was wearing only a T-shirt.
"He doesn't need any warmth," said Dagur, he took the blanket from Savage's hand violently, "He is the great Hiccup Haddock the Third, he can solve any obstacles. Didn't he killed the Red Death? "
"He did, sir, "said Savage carefully, "but if he freezes to death, it won't give us any good, Berk will start another war against us. "
"No matter what we do next, Stoick will do anything to rescue his son and destroy us, but he is important to our next move," Dagur said with an evil smile, then he threw the blanket into the cell. The light blanket slowly and softly landed on Hiccup's blood-covered body.
On Berk
Toothless wasn't as energetic as before. He missed Hiccup, and he couldn't believe that hiccup left him on Berk and went to some sea safari on his own as well. Toothless crowed up in his bed in Hiccup's hut, he put his head on his red prosthetic wing and fell asleep.
"In order to avoid the arrows, do a barrel roll before destroying enemy's ship. Do not take any chances of the arrows, because you will never know whether it's a dragon root arrow," Astrid said as she and Stormfly presented the move in front of the Dragon Riders in the arena.
The roof of the arena got removed because they didn't need stuff like that. The roof was meant to keep the dragons from escaping, but now Berkian were friends and allies to dragons. Also, an open and free arena was a key part of the training.
"Why are we still practicing this kind of stuff again? You told us thousand times already," said Snotlout, leaning on the left wing of Hookfang insolently, " and, now we defeated the Roman invaders from the south and the traitors from the north. We made peace with every singe tribes and forces in the Archipelago."
"You know what, Astrid, Snotlout got a point," said Fishlegs. He threw a piece of rock into Meatlugs' open mouth, "we had been fighting against hunters, soldiers, and other devil-like dragon trappers for 3 whole years, and finally we could get some rest. Meatlug and I planned to build a children-dragon communication program on Berk..."
"A children-dragon communication program? What a stupid name." Tuffnut interrupted him, "You should name it 'The Double-Headed Dragon Fishing Program'."
"How is that suppose to teach an 8-years old to bond with a dragon? "Questioned Fishlegs.
"I don't know, At least someone will back me up with it, right sis?" Tuffnut looked at Ruffnut.
"Sure, "Ruffnut was busy playing head-bang games with Barf and Belch she didn't even know what was going on.
"Fine, "said Astrid wearily, "If you guys don't want to practice and be ready for a battle, I will definitely laugh at every single one of you when a dragon root arrow takes you out."
"Ok, take it easy, Miss. Second-in-Command," said Snotlout, "Wait, when can we call you Mrs. instead of Miss. ?"
"Are you questioning Astrid when will she get married with Hiccup?" Said Fishlegs, he paused, "I want to know as well."
"Ugh," Astrid rolled her eyes, "Let's get out of here girl before these muttonheads drive me insane. "
She patted Stormfly's head as Stormfly flew into the sky like a whispering death rise from the ground.
I made a decision of my story, each chapter will be much shorter than other fanfictions, but I will continue updating the story until the end.