A/N: Helloooo! It's me again! I'm really excited because I found out that HTTYD The Hidden World comes out a week earlier than I thought it would so I can see it at the end of next week! EEEEEEEE! *takes a deep breath* Anyway, reviews:

CzarnyKot356: Yes I've heard of Rescue Riders. My opinion: as long as they don't drag it out or follow other characters, then I'm really excited. Has it been confirmed yet? And thanks, btw.

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RainDragon28 (reviews on chapters 1,3&5): Thanks! :D Good luck with waiting. Is it not weird that an American film comes out later than most other countries in the US? And yes, there is whump ;)

Calvin (Guest): Yeah, that would be interesting!

Anyway... are you guys ready for the climax? ;)

"Almost, up and bit, up a bit. The dragon is probably taller than you. Yup, that's it, perfect," Hiccup smiled. "Now turn your head away. That will show the dragon that you trust him or her. In most cases, that will do the trick. You should feel the dragon rest his snout on your hand. You can then scratch him, talk to him and I'd name him if I were you. That strengthens the bond." Sigurd nodded, still imitating the position Hiccup had shown him.

"You can open your eyes now," He commented. "So take me through the steps one more time,"

"Ok, you first show the dragon your weapons, you drop them and get them as far away from you as possible to make yourself unarmed. That shows him you don't want to hurt him. Then you do that hand position thingy to show trust and if that works, you pet it and name it."

"Pretty much, yeah. Normally in training, we get you a dragon to try it out on since it's much harder in practice than in theory. But that's impossible at the moment, so we're just going to have to pray it works."

"I sure hope it works," Sigurd nodded.

"Hope what works?" Came the voice of the buyer, and both their smiles fell in an instant. He hasn't been listening to our conversation, has he? Hiccup almost broke out in a sweat, and he could see Sigurd looked just as horrified.

"Get up," He ordered Sigurd as two guards opened his cell and dragged him out, holding him by the wrists. Two other guards did the same to Hiccup, and he prayed to the gods they couldn't feel how fast his pulse was racing. He watched as their captor slipped a burlap sack over Sigurd's head and a few seconds later another one slipped over his face too. Trying as much as possible to stay alert and not scream in pain as the guards jolted his body, Hiccup was led off the ship and onto land. He heard Viggo mutter something angrily to Ryker, heard the very quiet beating of wings from far above him and prayed that it was only his attentive ears that could hear it. Soon enough, he could hear metal gates cranking open as they descended into what he presumed to be the arena. The sound of metal slamming against rock caused him to wince and suddenly, the sacks were whipped off and Hiccup blinked at the sudden burst of light. His wrists were released and he realised that he was in a cell that was cut out of the stone wall. He rushed to the thick metal gate just as it was slammed shut and looked out, noticing how lost Sigurd looked standing in the middle of the arena.

"The challenger from the slave market will go first in training a Monstrous Nightmare," The voice of the buyer boomed through the arena. Oh, Thor... what a great choice of dragon to train on the first try... Hiccup shut his eyes for a moment, pleading the gods to help the slave he had come to like and sympathise with during the journey on the ship. Not a few seconds later, the fiery beast leapt out of its cage in the side of the arena, reminding Hiccup of his initiation exam. The creature's eyes darted around, shooting at every person in range. Flames licked the fire-proof metal that formed the gate to Hiccup's cell, causing him to stumble backwards, but the blaze quickly smouldered away. He saw Throk's fists clench at the sight of the scars on the dragon's body and he couldn't help but hate the buyer even more.

Sigurd backed away slowly as the yellow and orange reptile stalked towards him. He stole an urgent glance at Hiccup, who nodded encouragingly in an attempt to tell him to follow the steps. The slave quickly pulled a hidden knife out of his boot, causing the dragon to growl fiercely. He flung the dagger a few metres away from him, then froze in hope that the beast would calm down. It didn't though, snapping at him as if trying to eat his limbs off. He stole a panicked glance at Hiccup, who gestured to the weapon on the floor. Sigurd obeyed, skidding onto his side and kicking it to the other side of the arena. The dragon instantly calmed down, looking curiously at the slave. He glanced nervously glanced at Hiccup again, who smiled and nodded. Sigurd turned his head away and reached his hand out and Hiccup could see his hands trembling as he bit his lip anxiously. The Monstrous Nightmare cocked his head to the side, surprised and after a few seconds, much to both Hiccup and Sigurd's relief, it rested its snout on his hands.

Hiccup glanced up to where the 'audience' sat, noting how even Throk looked surprised. And Viggo… well, he looked like he had just seen wings sprout out of a human's back. Guards flooded into the arena the second the dragon was calm, and Sigurd took a worried glance behind him before scratching the dragon under the chin and whispering in his ear. But the Nightmare didn't appear to be listening, as it lit itself on fire, much to Sigurd's agony as the skin of his fingers were burnt. Hiccup had to bite his lip to stop himself for calling out Sigurd's name in anguish, knowing in the back of his mind it would throw away the plan to get out…

A mighty roar echoed through the arena and soldiers streamed through the entrance and ran towards the dragon, which had blackened a large area of the stone wall of the arena with its kerosene fire.

"Calm the beast down!" The buyer's voice boomed as he strolled into the arena, scowling.

"Ember!" Sigurd raised his hands up in an attempt to get the dragon's attention, only to be snapped at. He screamed, clutching his hand tightly as scarlet coloured liquid stained his skin. That was when Hiccup noticed a human finger – Sigurd's finger – in the creature's mouth. He gaped, watching in horror as soldiers knocked his friend to the ground while restraining the furious Monstrous Nightmare. He lay in the foetal position, hissing in pain as the man Hiccup had come to loath gave him a harsh kick in the back.

"Get him into the cell. And get Viggo's contestant out," Hiccup stood in shock, hardly noticing that he was being shoved into the middle of the arena. Before he knew it, the gate had been opened and out came another blazing Monstrous Nightmare… which appeared to be ten times angrier than the one Sigurd had to train… Sigurd… He glanced worriedly at the cell he had sat in minutes before to see his friend, who was in the process of ripping off part of his tunic to create a make-shift bandage. But he couldn't focus on that, so instead, he decided to focus on the dragon he should be training- wow… I've never seen a Monstrous Nightmare in that colour… the green and brown blend perfectly – oh no! Dumb-founded, Hiccup stared at the dragon that was rushing towards him, until a burning hot stream of fire that nearly singed the ends of his hair awoke him into to reality. He panicked, realising that the plan he had taught Sigurd would not work for him… not with a dragon this angry. Besides, he didn't have any weapons on him. New plan, new plan, new plan!

He ducked to dodge another burst of fire, sprinting to the right. Ignoring the painful screams of protest his back sent to his brain, he continued running, allowing the furious dragon to chase him. Almost there, almost there… NOW! He sprinted towards the Nightmare, much to the beast's surprise, jumping, grabbing its horns and slamming them into the ground. He could hear the ripple of gasps from the audience, but ignored it, smiling as he felt the dragon's muscles relax beneath him. He stepped off the dragon, taking the opportunity to raise his hand to its snout.

"Camouflage," Hiccup smiled as the dragon accepted the respectful gesture. "That's what I'll call you." Now to escape! His brain reminded him, and with urgency he whispered into his ear. "Ok, Camouflage, I've got a plan to get out of here. When I say 'now', fly up, fire at the audience and the guards coming this way, dodge the arrows-" He was cut off as a stampede of guards ran towards them. It's now or never. "NOW!" Camouflage obeyed, beating its wings and levitating into the air. Hiccup ducked to avoid the fire and wind created by the dragon's wings, and couldn't help but smile as Astrid's war cry could be heard from just outside the arena. He glanced towards Sigurd, who was being helped out of the cell by a Defender of the Wing. Fire and metal were everywhere as Hunters came towards him. He kicked and punched, doing the best he could despite being entirely unarmed. Wait… Sigurd's dagger! He glanced around hurriedly, spotting the weapon glimmering with the reflection of flames. He dodged a mace aimed at his head and made a break for it, stumbling towards it. Time seemed to slow down as he ran.

Almost there! Almost the- what in the name of Thor?! Just as he reached down the get it, another hand snatched it from under him. Hiccup tumbled onto the floor, then looked up at the thief. Viggo?! He's always staying in the shadows, not attacking directly! He didn't have time to think it through though, as his enemy stabbed the knife into the stone. Hiccup dodged, getting up quickly. The Grimborn's hand remained on the hilt of the dagger which was wedged into the ground, giving Hiccup the chance to kick him with his prosthetic. Viggo rolled over, gripping his stomach in pain for a few seconds before pushing himself up, only to be pushed down again but Hiccup's knee which pinned him as he held the dagger to his throat.

"Finally going for the offensive, huh," Viggo muttered under his breath as he barred his teeth in frustration. Hiccup growled at his opponent but yelped in surprise as Viggo pushed him off and tried to pin him to the ground. Hiccup rolled over, avoiding his grip and standing up. His enemy did too, and for a few seconds, the pair just glared at each other, until the Dragon Hunters lunged at him, thrusting the knife towards his side. Hiccup evaded, side-stepping and retaliating with a punch aimed at the stomach. But Viggo grabbed his arm before he could hit, swivelling him around with such force that he almost fell to the floor. He recovered quickly, but then Viggo's arm wrapped around his torso, pinning his arms to his side and rendering him helpless, just like Ryker had done in the kidnapping that got them into all this mess.

"Dragon Riders!" Viggo shouted from behind him. He winced at the feeling of the metal dagger pressed against his throat. "Stand down or your leader, ally and heir dies." As if sprayed with Flightmare mist, everyone fighting froze for a few seconds in surprise.

"You wouldn't," Astrid said in reply as she kicked away the soldier she had been fighting. Venom dripped off every syllable, and if looks could kill, Viggo would be dead a hundred times over.

"Oh, I will." Hiccup could almost feel Viggo smirking as he pressed the dagger harder until it broke through the skin and drew the first drop of blood. Astrid's look of horror was like a punch in the gut to the Dragon Rider and he watched as one by one the weapons dropped to the ground.

"Good choice," Viggo's voice boomed in his ear. But something caught Hiccup's attention out of the corner of his eye. He turned as subtly as possible to see Throk, who was running towards them with a determined scowl on his face.

"No-" He tried to shout, but the second the word left his mouth, Throk slammed into them and pain exploded in his neck. Viggo lay on the floor, pinned underneath the aggressive ginger-haired Defender. But Hiccup didn't notice as he stood on all fours, gasping as blood gushed onto the floor. His breathing quickened and he reached his hand up to the source of the agony. He gasped. My throat is slit. My. Throat. Is. Slit. He pressed his already red-stained hands against the wound on the side of his neck to try and stop the surge of scarlet fluid.

"Hiccup!" He heard Astrid's voice coming closer and closer but his world was swirling. He was panicking, gasping as blood seeped through his fingers and onto the rock beneath him and his trouser. He felt her soft arms around him but black spots were covering his vision.

"Stay with us! Hiccup!" Astrid screamed, clearly panicking just as much as he was. But the next thing he registered was his back hitting the stone floor and his eyes sliding shut.

A/N: Please don't kill me for dropping you off the cliff! Please leave me a review to let me know what you think, and thank you to those who have been reviewing so far, you've made writing so far so much more enjoyable. Anyway, school has started again, so the next (and maybe last) chapter may take longer than a few days, but I hope you guys survive and understand. Until then, enjoy yourselves!

~httydfangirl123