Over 200 followers in just 5 chapters? I am shocked, I'm amazed, I did this story on the off chance that some might like it and yet I've nearly gotten more than my other stories.

Again another bloody long chapter, I swear I don't do this intentionally, its just so many ideas keep popping through my head and I just type it in, but anyway here we are chapter 6, hope you enjoy.

Chapter 6- Axes and Claws

It had only been two since the Outcast attack, but the villagers were still talking about it.

Not necessary the Outcasts themselves but how Hiccup managed to take down the lot in the forest.

The villagers afterwards were shocked.

Well except Gobber and Fishlegs when they told him in the great hall, they knew what Hiccup was capable of, they knew he was smart enough to survive so knew when he had a plan, he went through with it.

It wasn't surprising to them when they came to the cove a few hours afterwards to see Hiccup in a fetal position crying his eyes out.

They knew it was because Stoick forgot his own sons birthday and the way the chief came back with his head down as he went into his house, they guessed he didn't apologise either.

Both of them spent the entire day with Hiccup, trying to cheer him up with the birthday gifts they got him, including one from the village healer Gothi, who gave him a pestle and morter set as well as a book on medical herbs and their properties so he can make up his own in case he needed to..

Hiccup appreciated that at least a few people from the village cared for him and eventually his mood did change back as he started to show designs that might intrigue Fishlegs love of plants and growing them.

It was a house made out a see through material that would take in the suns heat, helping them grow better than in the harsh and tough soil of Berk.

He planned on doing this by using the same method he used to make his spyglass with.

Glass. A material that Berk has practically forgotten about due to the war with the dragons.

But as Hiccup saw in the time he has lived here, no dragon has attacked him.

Sure some fly by but they don't seem to come anywhere near the forest for some reason.

So making this building would have no problem for him.

All he needed now was the material to make it.

One mainly being sand, and lots of it.

And so that's what Hiccup had been doing for the last two weeks, gathering the materials to make, what Fishlegs happily named, a greenhouse.

But back in the village most of them were starting to see Hiccup in a different light, that he wasn't so useless after all.

And because of that they felt guilty for how they treated him.

Well almost everyone.

"He's still a menace! He will never change! It's all an act!" came from crusty old the mouth of none other than Mildew who had seen for himself what Hiccup had done but he still wanted to start an argument that got the village riled up.

"Mark my words, if we let him anywhere near the village, he'll cause nothing but trouble again!"

"Kind of like what your doing right now?" came a voice from behind him as everyone around stood there in silence while Mildew replied.

"Exact...huh?" he looked around at everyone who awkwardly stood there in silence until he turned around only for him to step back in shock as none other than Stoick stood there, arms folded looking extremely angry, angrier than he was when he saw Mooselegs and Spitelout were fighting.

Mostly because for the past two weeks he has had trouble sleeping, even the mead wasn't helping him.

It was because of Hiccup.

He wondered how he could have forgotten his birthday, his only child's birthday and even after saving the village from an ambush attack by the Outcasts.

But to hear the same person who started the whole banishment thing in the first place still talk like Hiccup was nothing was Stoicks last straw.

But what could he do?

He couldn't exile him off the island or jail him, he'll only find a way to rile up the villagers again.

But he did have one idea.

He stood close to Mildew, towering over the old man as he looked directly at him.

"You still drag Hiccups name though the mud, even after he saved your sorry butt from being slaughtered?" Stoick growled, trying to keep his anger under control.

Mildew however merely shrugged like it doesn't faze him one bit "I tell it as it is Stoick, he has been nothing but trouble since the second he could crawl, banishment is the least he should get"

Stoick merely raised his eyebrow as a small smile formed on his lips.

"Oh really?"

"Really!"

"Good, then you'll have no problem in getting a taste of what its like"

At this Mildew looked directly at the chief wide eyed.

"What?!"

"Mildew the Cantankerous! You are hereby thrown out of the village for disturbing the peace among the village, so says the chief!"

Mildew looked in shock "y-you can't do that! I demand a vote!" he yelled as looked around to see all the others whispering to each other.

Stoick was about to deny this act until he was shoved aside by a long staff wielded by the village elder, healer and seer, Gothi, who started to draw in the dirt as Gobber came forward translated it.

"She says she will decide if he stays or if he's a goat?"

Whack!

"Ouch oh she said if he stays or if he go's, personally rather have him as a goat, less noisy"

Gothi merely rolled her eyes as she stepped forward looking directly into Mildews eyes as he glared right back.

"Oh what you going to do, scare me with you sorcery, you don't scare m..." he didn't get to finish his sentence as he was swept off his feet by her staff before being whack over the head with he staff, he looked at her retreating form as she walked towards Stoick, looked slightly nervous, after all she usually did that to him ever since Hiccups banishment. She was never happy with the decision he made and made it clear by hitting him with her staff.

However, it seemed today was his lucky day as she took all her anger out on Mildew instead as he pointed her thumb down before disappearing through the crowd.

Stoick, sighing with relief, turned to the look at the cranky old man laying on the floor.

"Well the elder has spoken, get out of the village by sundown Mildew" Stoick said as he turned around and walked away just a Mildew was about to talk.

"W-where am I suppose to live?!"

Stoick stopped but never turned around but retorted back.

"Hiccup was only ten when we banished him and he's still alive today, you have fifty winters more experience, figure out yourself" and with that carried on walking back home feeling good about that, but it still mad him think about his son.

He just wondered if Hiccup would ever forgive him.

He can only hope.

Meanwhile on one of the cliffs near the village a lone Astrid Hofferson sits on the edge watching the waves crash against the rocks as she is lost in her own thoughts.

It seemed for the last two weeks she hasn't been getting her usual nightmares like what had been occurring since that night of Hiccups banishment.

Sure they weren't as bad as the first two weeks where she kept having nightmares about his death over and over again before finding out he was okay and surviving very well.

But as she thought that would be a it, a new set of nightmare plagued her, ones where because Hiccup wasn't there, that the whole village suffered tragedy which involve people dying right in front of her.

Her family, her friends, the other villagers, even the chief, all killed by black shadows flying around.

This scared her too up until the night before the Outcasts raided where upon that nights batch of terror driven dreams were halted halfway through by a bright light and a voice that made them go away, bringing the villagers back to life.

The voice told her to be brave for the gods, to not let fear rule her and from there, as the singing stopped, so did the shadows as they were incinerated by the light.

It was the first decent sleep she had in months.

But what was strange to her was the voice kept coming back every night with the same words, each time destroying the shadows. But as the singing stopped and she woke up to find out who was doing it she was shocked to see what was in her room.

Nobody.

Just her.

She wanted to know more where this voice came from.

But who to ask?

She couldn't ask anyone of the villagers, they'll only laugh at her.

She couldn't ask her parents, they won't understand either.

She was pondering this until she heard the screams of that old git Mildew being pummelled by Gothi.

And then the idea came to her.

If anyone can explain this to her, it would be Gothi herself.

But she also remembered that she took a vow of silence and needs an interpretor to say what she wanted to say.

So as she thought about that she stood up and ran through the village.

Not to Gothi's hut, but to Gobbers forge.

Lucky enough he just returned straight after Mildew had been dealt with and was about to look over some things Hiccup said he needed when he heard someone walking through the entrance to the forge.

He turns around to see a nervous looking Astrid looking at him as he put down the list as he gave his full attention to her.

"Can I help ya Astrid"

Astrid was looking more nervous, the last time she talked to him he had a go at her for saying Hiccup started the fire.

She had to choose her words carefully.

"Err yeah Gobber, I-I need to see Gothi about something a-and only you can translate for her" she asked as she tried and failed to not stutter.

Gobber too was wondering what she was going to say, but as she asked about translating for Gothi, he could understand as he, besides Stoick, Fishlegs and Hiccup, could translate what she scribed in the dirt.

"Aye lass,I'll help translate fer ya what she says" he said with a genuine smile as he lead her towards the old healers hut up on the hill.

After a few minutes of climbing, not an easy feat for a man with one arm and leg, they finally reached the door of Gothi's.

Gobber tells her to wait outside as he walks in talking to the elder and before long both he and Gothi walk out to a waiting Astrid.

Gothi looks at her as she gestures the young teen to proceed to her reason for being here.

Astrid takes a deep breath before telling her and Gobber about her nightmares she has had since Hiccup was banished, flinching at his name in case it set Gobber off, thank Thor it didn't, as she carried on.

She did see a reaction in his face when she mentioned about following Gobber to the cove and eavesdropping on their conversation, but realizing in all that time she never said a word to where Hiccup was living, let it slide for now.

She then told them how one nightmare of Hiccups death turned into months of the same shadowy nightmare that was until two weeks ago when the voice in her dreams stopped them.

Now both Gothi and Gobber looked at each other before looking back at the now scared Astrid as Gothi scribbled into the sand box in front of her house while Gobber translated what she wrote.

"She's says can ya recall what the voice said each time lass?" Astrid nodded as Gothi gestured for her to proceed.

She took in another gulp of air before singing it.

"Little Viking, little warrior don't make a sound.

Be brave, be strong, make the Gods proud.

Yet you are still young and not old.

Your heart is as pure as gold.

So when the enemy strikes you with fear.

Attack back and make them tear.

So little Viking, little warrior don't make a sound.

Be strong, be brave, make the all father proud"

She bowed her head, trying not to let the tears fall as Gothi and Gobber exchanged looks once again.

They both knew that song and they knew who sang it.

But why would Hiccup risk coming to the village every night just to sing to Astrid, especially when he said he was done with her.

Unless he wasn't being honest.

This was something he would ask him about later on when he went to go and visit.

But for now both he and Gothi wanted to know why she was having these nightmares.

Gothi had an idea and headed back into her hut as the other two looked curiously as they could hear noises of things being moved about until a few moments later when she emerged with A bowl, a back of what sounded like bones rattling, a full skin flask and a bowl full of white powder.

She placed them all upon the floor, with the empty bowl right in front of her as she poured the white power plus the bones into it before opening the flask and pouring the contents out.

What poured out was a foul smelling red liquid that slowly oozed out into the bowl making Astrid hold her breath in case she threw up.

Gobber however wasn't fazed by this due to his own smell.

Once all the 'ingredients' were put together, she slowly got back up, walked towards Astrid before...

Pluck!

"Ow!"

Walking back with a lock of her blond hair before throwing it into the bowl as well which disappeared after a few seconds while Gothi looked on to see what would happen as she waved her staff over the bowl as the other two watch curiously at what was going to happen.

Suddenly the contents began to boil as something rose to the top, settling upon the surface.

It was Astrid lock of hair that Gothi took, but it was curled into an shape of an object.

An axe.

'What did this mean?' Astrid thought to herself as Gothi scribbled into sand once again while Gobber read on.

"Its the symbol of you as a...warthog? What's a warthog?"

Whack!

"Ow okay okay...warrior! It's the symbol of you as a warrior" he muttered rubbing the back of his head.

Astrid stood there as she saw her own symbol.

She liked using axes out of the other weapons and even had one at a young age, her uncles old one, but when she over used it and saw a crack in the head, she was scared to use it again as it was her last connection to him as self exiled himself for brining shame upon the family so opted for it to be hung in her room as a decoration.

But she secretly hoped to use it once again one day.

But she was brought back from that thought as she saw Gothi carefully pick up the hair from the bowl which she saw straight away that the blond hair had changed colour to a reddish sort.

It was to be expected as the contents were red too.

However Gothi still look intrigued at the lock of hair as it dried and pretty soon, so did Astrid.

Once it did dry the colour changed slightly, no longer a reddish colour but more brown now.

One could say auburn coloured.

Gothi put the hair down upon the ground as she scribbled again while once again Gobber translated.

"She says that your symbol has something te do with someone with this coloured hair"

Astrid was taken aback, there weren't many people she knew who had that colour hair, most people she knew either had red, blond, full brown and even black hair.

But here Auburn was quite rare to find upon the island and the only person she know who does is...

She bowed to Gobber and Gothi before running off down the hill and towards the plaza before making her way around the corner of a house so she could catch her breath as she remembered what it was about.

'How could it be him?' she thought to herself 'he said he was done with me, so why should he bother?'

She couldn't understand why she remembered him from her past, on how they used to be friend, but as the need to gain her families honour back, she ignored him completely and yet if this was correct, he was tied to her in some way.

Her thoughts were interrupted as she overhears the most annoying sound coming from the other side of the house she was leaning against.

"Stupid Hiccup, coming back here, ruining my chances of showing the village what I was made of" Snotlout was angrily saying as she took a sneak at who he was saying it to was the Thorston twins who were sniggering at what he said.

"What you mean like pissing your pant in the great hall?" Ruffnut retorted as her brother laughed in delight.

"N-no! I didn't piss my pant! I was err sweating, yeah that's right sweating!" he boasted trying to act cool but that wasn't fooling anyone as Tuffnut butted into the conversation.

"What? You sweat from you dick? I didn't know you could do that? Can you do that sis?" this earnt him a punch around the jaw from Ruffnut as she tackled him to the ground, earning a groan from Snotlout.

"Will you two mutton heads shut up!" this made them stop as he carried on "the point is now Hiccup has shown he can take on the Outcast, the villager will surely want him back here"

This made the twin stand up and shrug as Ruffnut began to talk "well technically it wasn't his fault for getting kicked out..."

"...considering it was us that was messing about in the forge which caused it to set on fire, in fact Hiccup was trying to put it out. A shame really. If it hit the forest, the inferno would have made Muspelheim look like a couple of fleas having a light your fart competition" this made Snotlout and his sister look at him in confusion "What? I listen sometimes"

Snotlout rolled his eyes as he grabbed both the twins collars as he made them look at him.

"Listen you two mutton heads, if anyone finds out what we did, they will do to us as they did to useless, you got it?!" he seethed as they quickly shook their heads as he let them go before smiling once again.

"Right now that's cleared up, lets head to the great hall, I want to mutton" and with that walked away followed by the twins as Astrid leaned back against the house in utter shock at what she heard.

'Gobber was right, Hiccup was innocent' she thought to herself as she bowed her head and sighed.

"And I didn't believe him" she mumbled as she walked away towards her house as she thought one thing.

'What kind of friend was I?'

In the cove a few hours later

Hiccup and Fishlegs were having a discussion on the new greenhouse as what to put in there.

Fishlegs had been busy getting exotic seeds from trader Johan since his last visit as well as some from the markets and any that were lying about in the forest.

Thanks to Hiccups blacksmithing skills and his inventions, he was able to get good trade for most of this but Johan did say they would be useless to grow without a constant warm place for them.

Lucky enough for that Hiccup through of that too as he thought of using the same sort of pipes to travel under the ground of the greenhouse, keeping it warm, something he found out accidentally when he place his hand upon the metal pipe while it was hot causing severe burns which he was lucky enough there was a cold lake nearby to calm it down.

His hand was still bandaged up and would remain like that for a while but he lived through the pain since he spent five year with the same level of pain so a month or two wasn't going to make too much of a difference.

But in all this Fishglegs was worried, he knew Hiccup love to invent but ever since the Outcast encounter, he has gone over the top, he fears Hiccup might be using work as a way to hide his emotions.

"Say Hiccup, why don't you rest for a bit, I can handle the other bits, by the look of your eyes" he pointed at Hiccup as he saw the huge bags under his eye and the eyeballs themselves where bloodshot red, indicating he had been up most of the night working "you could use a rest"

If truth be told Hiccup was tired, he had been like this since the confrontation with his father, he'd sleep for a couple of hours before waking up and working on something either in his forge, designing some new invention he was going to build or went hunting.

He was still mad that everyone beside Gobber, Fishlegs and Gothi could forget him so easily.

And to top it all off, every night he kept sneaking into the village to do one thing and one thing only.

Sing to Astrid until her nightmare stopped bothering her.

He didn't understand either, he said he was done with her and yet he keeps being there to calm her down at night.

In truth yes he wanted to sleep.

But did he want to, no.

He shook his head at his friends suggestion as he headed to the forge to work on some weapons Gobber wanted doing for him.

It helped out a lot for the old blacksmith who was still short handed, in a manner of speaking, since Hiccups banishment so he said he'll make weapon for him to help with the ever growing demand at the village forge.

"Relax Fishlegs, I feel fine, just a lot to work on before devastating winter kicks in, first one by myself away from the village and I don't want it to be my last" Hiccup said happily as he pounded away at a freshly moulded axe head.

Fishlegs still wasn't convinced "err Hiccup I really think you should..." but was cut off as Hiccup slammed the hammer hard onto the axe head causing a crack to form and making Fishlegs jump back in fear.

"Fishleg! I said I'm alright! If I say I'm alright it means I'm alright!" he shouts as he lets go of the hammer and puts his leather apron down before he walks toward the cove exit "s-sorry Fishlegs, I-I just need to take a walk" he reaches for his axe on his back as he bows his head "alone" and with that runs out of the cove just as Gobber was coming around the corner.

Gobber looked confused as he sees a shocked Fishlegs standing next to the forge so hobbles over to him to ask him what's up.

"Fishlegs why did Hiccup run off like that?" he asked as large boy told him everything about Hiccup looking tired to telling him to take a rest right before he stormed off, he started to feel guilty about doing it though until Gobber smiled and put his real hand upon his shoulder.

"Don' worry yerself lad, it's what happens when yer over tired" he explain trying to cheer him up, but even he was worried about Hiccup.

He knew it was him who was trying to keep Astrid's nightmares at bay but now he's got a feeling that it runs deeper than this.

And so decided to follow Hiccup to find out how deep it ran.

He knew he couldn't find his trail, more likely he travelled through the trees, but all he had to do was follow the angry screams he could hear right now.

When Gobber got there, he could believe his eyes.

Nearly every tree in the area was either hacked to pieces or had fallen down completely.

Hiccup must have a lot of anger built up, and he had a feeling why.

He watched the boy breathing heavily as he scream at the top of his lungs as he swings his axe into the tree so hard, it slices through it and carrying on as it hit the boulder next to it, breaking the axe head as shards fly in all different directions, several hitting Hiccups forehead and left cheek before he falls to the ground crying his eyes out as he starts to speak.

"Why Gobber" he whimpers as Gobber is taken by surprise that Hiccup knew he was watching as the boy carried on.

"Why did he forget me?"

Gobber knew who he was talking about as he emerged from his hiding place, slowly walking over to him.

"Ya know he hasn't forgot about yew, he's just Stoick that's all" this was when he stopped as Hiccup snapped his head around to look at him with tears down his eyes and his face all bloodied.

"But he did! He forgot about the day of my birth Gobber! What kind of parent does that to not only his child but his only child! You saw the look on his face!" he yelled ignoring the pain inside his throat from all the scream he was doing.

Gobber however didn't have an answer for that.

He too had a go at Stoick for this too, he always stuck up for his friend but even he had to draw the line somewhere for forgetting his sons birthday.

Hiccup, upon no answer given, carried on talking but in a more calmer tone "I should of expected it from him seeing as he never even gave me a chance to explain who did start the fire in the forge" he started to cry again as he looked at Gobber "I tried to stop them Gobber but they beat me to the ground as they carried on, they wouldn't listen until it was too late, then they ran off as I shouted for them to help me, I couldn't do it by myself, not with the fresh wave of pain they gave me, I couldn't put out the fire, I was u-us..."

"...don't ya dare say it Hiccup! For Thors sake don't ya dare!" Gobber cut Hiccup off as he rushed to the broken boy, who was tired both physically and emotionally as he lifted him off the ground before give him a tight hug letting the boy sob on his shoulder.

"Yer not useless lad, you are far beyond useless" he calmly said, patting the boys back as he carried on "I mean who could calm the fearless Astrid Hofferson down from her Nightmares" it was then Hiccup lifted his head from Gobbers soaking shoulder as he looked with a raised eyebrow while Gobber smile and carried on "yes Hiccup, I know it was yew"

He put Hiccup down as the bot rubbed the back of his neck nervously.

"Yeah well I was passing by and didn't want to hear her whimpering, could be bad for her image" now it was Gobber's turn to raise an eyebrow as he ask Hiccup a question.

"An' how many times did ya 'pass by' her house Hiccup?"

Hiccup tried to give an innocent smile which didn't match his red eyes as he gave his answer.

"Err fifteen times..." he replies as his innocent smile turns into a toothy smile as he carries on "..at night"

Gobber rolled his eyes at the last bit "no duh Hiccup, that's when nightmare usually happen"

Hiccup blushed with embarrassment from that but brushed it off as the two slowly walked back after Hiccup pick up the remains of his axe as Gobber examined it astonishingly.

"That was a good axe too lad, finely crafted I would say, I'm quite surprised ya managed to break it like you did, kinda reminds me of Finn Hoffersons axe" Gobber said as he stopped when he saw Hiccup stop.

"Finns axe. The one Astrid wields?" he asked Gobber.

"Wielded lad" Gobber corrected him making the boy confused "the day yew were banished, if I recall, she went out to the forest to do her usual killing of trees until she his a really dense one and cracked the base of the axe head, I tried to tell her that fixing it will do no such good as it was far beyond repair, and she didn' want the head to be changed otherwise it wouldn't be her uncles axe anymore" he explained as Hiccup stood there and thought.

He remembered how her uncle gave that axe to her on her fifth birthday, to tell her to carry it with pride, she did so every day even after he left.

To see her without that axe would explain her nightmares, he wasn't there and her uncles axe couldn't protect her either.

Despite all he said, that he was done with her, if he was being honest, he wasn't, not by a long shot.

And he didn't want to know she wasn't carrying her axe anymore.

He had to do something.

But what?

It then hit him the best way possible as he turned toward Gobber, with that determined look on his face.

"When is the next dragon raid Gobber?"

Gobber looked at him curiously as he replied "if my calculations are correct, I would say tonight, why?"

Hiccup merely gave him a grin and for some reason, Gobber knew what that meant.

"Oh here we go again" he sighs as Hiccup starts to speak.

"I have a cunning plan"

Later that night in the village

Gobbers calculations were correct, a dragon raid did come, and in full swing by the looks of it.

Hiccup realized he'll need to be focused at all times if he's to get to the Hofferson hall and into Astrid room to retrieve her axe.

It's good thing both Gobber and Fishlegs forced him to get some sleep beforehand otherwise he might end up as some dragons lunch.

He watched from a nearby tree as Vikings and dragons collided with each other, one stealing the food the other defending it.

With both groups focused on each other, Hiccup found no problem sneaking around the houses, avoiding any contact with his former villagers who were all too busy fighting to notice him anyway.

He did notice however his father barking orders around to the others about capturing what dragons.

Hiccup remembered how he wanted to be like him and the others, taking down dragons and making his people proud.

He even ranked them by what status he would get from them.

The Nadder would get him noticed, the Gronkle would definitely get him a girlfriend, Zippleback would double his status and the Monstrous Nightmare would make him one of the 'true Vikings'.

But the ultimate prize would be the dragon that no one has ever seen and lived to tell about it, from what he heard, and that would be...

"Night Fury!"

"Get down!"

Boom!

Hiccup watches as one of the large catapults is blown clean away by the Night Fury's powerful blasts.

He always said he'll be the one to take it down and make his father proud of him.

But that was before he was banished and couldn't give a yak's arse about making the village or his father proud of him. As for getting a girlfriend from taking down a Gronkle, he got a good chance of kissing the dragon itself then getting on.

It was then Hiccup remembered why he was risking his neck out here as he sneaks around before reach the Hofferson home as he carefully climbed up into Astrid window to find the axe.

Lucky for him because of the fires outside, he had enough light to see where he was going, finding the axe that was on the floor, having been knocked in Astrid hasty retreat to the hall by her parents.

As he was examining the broken head however, he realized it was a bit too warm in there as he started to sweat, as he lowered the axe from his face, he saw that the ceiling was on fire and quickly spreading, he ran to the window only to see it blocked by flames, he ran to the door which too was starting to catch fire, but gave him enough time to burst through it as the solid door smashed open but at a cost.

His right shoulder was dislocated, laying limp at the side of him causing him immense amount of pain.

With the flame engulfing him too he knew he didn't have long to live if he stayed here in the smoke filled air, what he didn't count upon was the floor collapsing underneath him as he falls down to the ground floor landing on his left leg with a crunch, breaking it in the process.

At this point Hiccup could barely move even with the axe firmly secured onto his back, he couldn't get out with one good working leg and arm.

And with the air getting thick with smoke, he knew he didn't have long before he perished, so did the only thing he could do.

Cry, he didn't want to end like this, he want to die on his own terms.

Soon his crying died down as he barely had any air left to breathe, his eyes were slowly shutting as he thought of one positive thought.

He was going to see his mom once again.

And with that passed out, giving the flames permission to take him fully.

Boom!

One of the house walls shattered into a thousand pieces as a black blur came in and grabbed the unconscious boy in his front paws as he zoomed off again before the other Vikings knew what was going on.

Hiccup slowly opened his right eye, as he felt wind blowing in his hair and wanted to know what was going on.

Was he dead?

No he was feeling pain, dead people don't feel pain or the cold.

He looked down to see he was flying over the forest away from the village.

"W-what?" he said weakly barely able to produce a whisper as he looked in shock at who was carrying.

The black scales gave it away as the Night Fury as it looked a down at the boy with a concerned look just as Hiccup passed out again.

The Night Fury itself was concerned for the boy, concern, something the young dragon hadn't felt in five years, ever since he wondered too far from his families nest and into the jaws of that evil witch of a dragon.

For all that time he couldn't feel compassion or remorse, only thing he could ever think of was serving that glutinous queen.

But hearing that boy cry snapped him out so easily, which was strange seeing as the amount of times he heard a human youngling and it didn't effect him one bit.

But this one, this one snapped him out so easily.

He had to find out why.

But first he needed somewhere to land so he could take a proper look at this small youngling he rescued.

The question was where?

That's when he spotted the cove right in front of him but also spotted the buildings that was there too.

'Was it safe to land there?' he thought to himself.

But taking a sniff of the area it had a couple of faint smell of other humans, but the strongest one smelt very much like the boy he was holding, minus the smoky smell of course.

So, making his mind up, his carefully landed in the cover, dropping the boy onto a large pile of grass, as he could take a look at the boy he was carrying.

He was smaller than he expected, he'd seen Vikings, even younglings and non of them were as small as this boy here, and from smelling the cove around him realized that this boy was alone here.

'Who would leave a boy like this all alone in the forest?'

But as the Night Fury was thinking about that for over an hour, the boy in question started to stir, bringing the Night Fury out of his own thoughts as he watched Hiccup slowly start to wake with concern.

Hiccup felt like hell as he tried to get up, his head was spinning, his throat felt like it was on fire and he had tremendous pain around his body, mainly from his broken leg, dislocated shoulder and his back where he fell onto a pile of wood.

He tried to open his eyes but due to the smoke in them from earlier, he could feel them sting.

He needed water and soon, as he realized when he tried to speak and his voice sounded hoarse and groggy like he hadn't had a drink in days.

He knew water was essential when it came to survival as it said in the book about how the body can live without food for over a week but needed water within days.

The Night Fury seemed to know what the boy needed however as he saw the lake nearby.

But how can the boy get to it?

He was in pain and could barely move.

He could carry him to the lake but he didn't want to agitate the pain even further.

Humans were not like dragons, they needed their limbs for survival, they can't rely on their tiny mouths to do all the heavy work.

So he would have to find a way to get water to the boy.

But how?

He looked around for anything that he could use to carry water in when he spotted something near the forge.

An empty wooden bucket.

The dragon walked over to it, picking it up by the handle carefully with his mouth as he went to the lake dunking the bucket into the water, filling it up.

He was wondering why he was doing this.

The boy might have been in danger but, was still a human, he saw a lot during his enslavement where they would use dragons in big stone structures to train their young how to kill them, even witnessing the slaughter of a few of them as the younglings right of passage.

So why did he care about this one boy?

It made no sense to him.

But he made it clear to himself, once he knew the boy will be alright, he would be gone. He'll fly away from this awful place and away from the queens control.

Although he had to admit this place looked beautiful and could understand why the boys scent was all around.

Hiccup meanwhile was contemplating in his head on how stupid and crazy his plan was.

All he wanted to do was get that Thor forsaken axe, he thought he could just go in there, get it and get out with no trouble.

Guess even the brain can't help out in a dangerous situation like this.

Suddenly he heard a thud, like something was dropped right in front of him.

He opened his eyes slightly to see someone had dropped a bucket of water right in front of him.

He wasted no time in using his good hand to cup some water and quickly place it on his mouth as he took sip after sip of the clear liquid.

It was like sheer nectar to the boys throat.

Once his thirst was quenched, he proceeded the wash his face, especially his eyes, of any smoke residue.

Once that was done he was able to slowly open his eyes without any pain as he looked from the bucket of now dirty water, to all around him as he realized he was back in the cove.

"H-how did I get back here?" he said to no one in particular as he carried on looking around until he came face to face with a pair of dragonic acid green eyes which made him back off to his own regret, remembering that half his body was still in pain as the dragon looked on curiously with big dilated eyes.

Hiccup was wondering why the dragon hadn't killed him yet, didn't Gobber say dragons always go for the kill?

So why didn't this one?

And from the appearance and scale he would have to guess this was a Night Fury which made it even more confusing for Hiccup.

He recalled the whole fire event, he closed his eyes as to let the flames engulf him, but heard a blast and something grab him, he remembered the feeling of heat on minute then the cold breeze the next.

That dragon was there.

Now he was even more confused. Did this dragon, a Night Fury, save him from being burnt to death.

But that thought was halted as he saw the dragon come close to him, sniffing as his injuries before grabbing Hiccup's right hand in his gummy mouth, frightening the boy in question wondering if the dragon was going to eat him.

At this point he was helpless and could barely fight back.

Suddenly...

Pop!

Hiccup felt a huge surge of pain run through his right shoulder as the dragon pulled on the limb as Hiccup managed to retract hid hand from the dragons mouth before he realized something.

He could move his right arm, and the pain was subsiding as Hiccup looked at his shoulder first before looking at the dragon.

Did this dragon just pop his shoulder back into place?

Hiccup was about to thank the dragon but noticed the wasn't done yet as he started to claw away a the left trouser leg trying to expose the flesh underneath.

Again Hiccup was scared but this time curious.

'What is this dragon up to?' he was thinking to himself as he saw something he couldn't have unseen ever.

The dragon started to lick the injured leg entirely, coating it in a thick fish smelling saliva.

At this Hiccup was no longer scared, he was grossed out.

But then he started to realise the pain in his leg was subsiding, just like his shoulder.

What was in that saliva to do that.

At this point Hiccup could stand up with out too much pain as he stared at the dragon in question, both looking into each others eyes, like either of them were looking into each others soul.

"Thank you" whispered sincerely to the dragon as he gave a toothy smile to his surprise the Night Fury did the same giving him a gummy smile instead.

"Huh Toothless? I could have sword you had..."

But then the dragon spotted something on the boys back he didn't see earlier, the axe, and this made a set of razor sharp teeth suddenly pop into his mouth while he snarled.

This confused Hiccup as he finished his sentence.

"...teeth" by now Hiccup was wondering what changed the dragons attitude all of a sudden until he saw it himself.

The axe was still on his back.

He was grateful that he managed to hold on to it so that risking his life wasn't all for nothing, he did realize that animal instincts would trigger at anything that was a sign of threat, and the axe was the threat.

"Oh no no no no" he said quickly as he reached for the axe on his back and threw it away as well as the knife in his pocket.

The Night Fury sniffed the air around Hiccup before his thin slighted eyes went back to dilated.

'Smart dragon' Hiccup thought to himself seeing the dragons mood change from one to the other so quickly.

Suddenly Hiccup could hear a growl and looked directly at the Night Fury as to why he was growling.

It happened again and Hiccup realized it wasn't coming from the dragons mouth, but his stomach.

He guessed the dragon must be hungry.

Hiccup could only smirk despite the situation he was in.

"Hungry boy?" he asked the dragon who bowed his head in embarrassment at showing weakness.

He then lifted his head in confusions as the boy limped over to one of the barrels near one of the buildings as he opened one up to reveal a nice large Icelandic cod, the dragons favourite, besides salmon. The boy then limped back to the dragon as the dragon in question closed the gap by moving forwards.

Hiccup held out the cod in his hands as the dragon sniffed it at first before grabbing for it as he swallowed it whole, much to Hiccups disgust.

Suddenly Hiccup was taken aback as the unholy offspring of lightening and death itself started to purr at the boy which got him even more curious.

He never knew dragons could purr.

He tried to reach up to touch the dragons snout but was halted as the dragon still didn't trust him yet and flew away onto the other side of the cove to rest.

Hiccup was a little down heartened but could understand the dragon for that, he would have trust issue too with someone he just met.

So he sat there as he picked up a stick in his hands and started to draw in the dirt before he too fell asleep where he sat.

When he finally woke up a few hours later, he noticed that he was shrouded in darkness and yet he felt warm.

He also noticed something stirring next to him as the darkness lifted up to the now blinding sunlight, indicating that it was day time as he looked around to see that the dark shroud was in fact a pair of black leathery wings attached to the Night Fury from earlier.

'Did the Night Fury keep me warm all night long?' he thought himself, he was even more confused than he was earlier.

Not only did this dragon, the one the book of dragons said to hide and prey it doesn't find you, not kill him, he saved him from certain death, gave him water, fixed his shoulder and leg and even kept him warm during the night.

Everything he knew, no what the Vikings ever knew, about dragons must be wrong.

The dragon then looked from the boy to the drawings on the ground, one that peaked his interest was the one of him.

It looked fun to do and so ran off to find a stick of his own.

While this was happening Hiccup was still lost in his own thoughts until he heard a snapping of wood which brought him back to reality as he watch the Night Fury start to move a small tree through the dirt, causing grooves in the ground.

Hiccup wondered what the dragon was up to as the pattern seem to have no visible meaning, until he came to the conclusion that the dragon was doing what he did earlier.

He was drawing.

The Night Fury moved about from left to right all around Hiccup until he finally stopped and got up on a nearby rock to admire his work as Hiccup looked around too to see the odd drawing, he wanted to get a better look himself so wanted to do that himself and see it from a higher point.

Unfortunately he accidentally stepped on one of the lines, making the dragon growl that his masterpiece was being ruined, Hiccup realized this and quickly lifted his foot up make the dragon purr again.

Hiccup started to get curious at how the dragon had feelings again something he was told they didn't have.

He stepped on the line again, the dragon growled, lifted it up, the dragon purred, down, growl, up, purr.

Hiccup smiled as he regained his balance as he stepped over the line, avoiding the other ones in a sort of dance, making his way to the end of the drawing.

Until he hit something solid, he looked up to see the Night Fury look at him as he looked back.

He tried to reach out but the Night Fury growled again, still not trusting him.

Hiccup sighed but tried a different approach to earning the dragons trust.

He closed his eyes, looked away and held out his hand in front of him, showing that he trusted the dragon not to hurt him.

It was crazy, many would say it's stupid, but when has that ever stopped Hiccup before?

Suddenly Hiccup could feel warm scales upon his palm as he opened his eyes and looked to see the dragons large snout pressed against his outstretched hand.

Hiccup smiled, the dragon trusted him too.

But before he could interact any more he heard his name called out in a state of panic.

He knew the voice belonged to Gobber and was worried for his new friends safety.

The dragon could sense this too as he took off into the forest above as Hiccup watch him go hoping he would come back soon as he whispered and waved at the disappearing Night Fury.

"I'll see you around, and thank you once again..." he paused as he smiled at the name he thought of giving the dragon if he ever came back.

"...Toothless"

Yay! We finally get Toothless and so early from the first movie, I wonder how that'll effect Hiccup in that way? Also did anyone catch what Tuffnut said? Not the fleas having a light your fart competition, but Muspelheim, it is one of the nine realms of Norse mythology, the realm of fire.