Thank you all so much for all your support! I'm really glad that you're enjoying it. I hope I don't disappoint you all too terribly.
ALSO!I received a review from a guest, and I am unable to explain in any other way.
Yes, as you said, Hiccup and Danny look almost nothing alike. But, in the first chapter Danny was grumbling about Sam dying his hair and forcing him to wear contacts. So now they look a lot more similar.
Thank you for voicing your confusion, I'm sorry I wasn't clear enough. I'm glad that you were paying close enough attention to both shows to catch that. Thank you again! I hope this cleared up any confusion. If it still doesn't make sense, let me know and I'll do my best to explain.
Enjoy the chapter! :)
Hiccup glared at the map that refused stubbornly to reveal Viggo's location. Why was everything so hard. He ran his eyes over the parchment again, circling a few points with his charcoal.
If Viggo were in any of these places, he'd have a prime location to launch an attack against The Edge. He'd have to check those-
He was startled from his thoughts when a scale-covered head brushed against his arm. He glanced downwards and met the concerned eyes of Toothless.
"Hey bud." He greeted. "Sorry, I just can't let him get the drop on us again."
Before he had time to react, the giant creature had snorted in irritation and snatched his leg. Hiccup let out a frantic yelp as he was dragged unevenly from the dark room and out into the sunlight.
"Toothless!" The shout was ripped from his mouth an instant before his head hit the ground. "Ow!"
DPDPDPDPDP
Danny had no recollection of falling unconscious, in fact, the only thing he remembered was a sudden burst of pain on his skull and then waking up.
Strangely, he wasn't even surprised when he opened his eyes to find himself in a cage, nor that his hands were still tied behind his back. It irritated him though, leaving him unable to remove the contacts that still spit pain into his eyes. He growled in frustration and shoved himself up.
"I swear, if I never see that stupid contraption again, I will be content for the rest of my life."
Wondering again how log he'd been unconscious for, he tested out his intangibility. He sighed bitterly when it didn't work, but he wasn't all too surprised anyhow, not with his luck.
Instead Danny set to work on untying his bindings. Not that he was really going to get anywhere, he knew that he was horrible with knots. "You'd think after dealing with Skulker so much,"he grumbled. "I'd have a little more skill in this arena."
Thus began the seemingly hours (though truly only twenty minutes) of raw wrists, contorted positions, and immobilized hands. He groaned loudly and flopped backwards in a resignated acceptance. He was stuck. Not forever, but certainly for the moment, and likely not until he regained access to his powers.
He had never realized how reliant he'd become on his ghost half. With the constant attacks and near death experiences, he'd almost begun to take it for granted. A horrible mistake that had been, now here he was, apparently dealing with Viking dragon hunters and crazy captors. What a great day this had turned out to be.
Danny was startled from his thoughts by a massive 'boom' and bolted upright. What was that? It had sounded quite a bit like the explosions that so often rang through the Fenton household at 2:00 AM. Still, it wasn't until he heard the shout that he finally pieced it together.
"Dragon Riders!"
HTTYD-HTTYD-HTTYD
Hiccup's stomach dropped as Toothless plummeted downwards. The dragon dodged blasts, arrows and nets with incredible grace that still amazed the young man riding on his back.
A wind whipped through Hiccup's hair and clothes.
He was certain that if Astrid found him, he'd be dead faster then a butterfly in a boar pit.
To be fair, he hadn't intended on the encounter, he'd simply been flying with Toothless because the dragon had essentially forced him into it. And now here he was dodging attacks every few milliseconds. Not that he minded much, Hiccup loved to help dragons. So anything he could do to free them was fine with the boy.
The first thing Hiccup had noticed when he was attacked was the sudden splitting of the two ships. One had stayed in its location and fired volley after volley at him. The other retreated at an almost impossible speed. Slipping over the water and into a stretch of the island that was blocked from his view.
He'd been locked in a flight-filled battle at the time and definitely hadn't been able to follow in pursuit.
An arrow whizzed past his ear and Hiccup returned his attention to the battle. Time enough to be distracted later. There were most likely dragons on that boat that needed help.
(AN: I bet you have an idea as to what's going on here.)
Toothless took another dive downwards towards the ship and snatched the only two remaining archers off before flinging them into the water. Hiccup slipped easily off the dragon's back as the reptile landed easily on the deck.
Knowing that his friend was fully capable of dealing with the last of the hunters himself, the boy took off, headed into the hold. He flew down the steps and on the third to last flung himself into the air and caught onto a chain that opened the cages on either side of him.
Hiccup stopped in mid-leap, landing in a crouch as he observed the cells. He didn't understand, they were empty. All of them.
Or at least he thought they were. Until...
"Well you seem a little less intimidating than the others." A voice radiated off the walls of a cell in the back of the room. "Don't suppose you're this Hiccup people continuously confuse me with?"
Said boy took several cautious steps forward and just as the cell's contents came into view, his jaw dropped.
Hiccup knew he was an only child, something he'd learned due to the Heather experience several months previously. Yet here he was, staring at his twin, bound and dressed in incredibly strange clothes.
It was like looking in a mirror.