"What do you mean he was kidnapped?" Astrid asked, shocked. She had been told along with the rest of the village, what they had witnessed just a few hours ago. After the meeting she could still not believe a word her chief had told them. Stoick had told them everything, about how he found them and how he watched his childhood friend sail away from them with his one and only son.
"I mean as in kidnapped. Alvin took him," Stoick explained once again, getting angrier by the mention of Alvin the Treacherous. It only brings back bad memories of both of their pasts. Stoick went through the worst of them. He was getting frustrated that his mind wouldn't come up with a plan. The only thing he could think of was his son being trapped on a hostile island, tortured for all he knows. "If we fly to Outcast Island and wait for them to bring him out of his cell, we can take the guards and get him back home safely."
"But what about Toothless? He won't exactly be kept in the same cell as him, if he is the outcasts are really dumb," Gobber said, trying to find a proper way of rescuing his apprentice and his best friends son. He wouldn't know what do to do if Hiccup was dead. He would be broken, maybe even more broken than his own friend. But he found it weird that everything changed so fast. Half a day ago, Stoick almost killed his own son, and now? Now he's broken and desperate to get him back. All he knows, is that Hiccup won't feel the same. Maybe deep down he will, but not on the outside.
"After we know Hiccup is safe, we will go search for him. I want as many ships and capable Vikings to attend in this rescue mission. We set off for Outcast Island tomorrow. Pack up your dragons kids, we will need your support," The teens nodded, running out of the Great Hall to be greeted by their new companions. They were all happy to have new best friends, but sad that the reason for them to be united like this, was in danger and could die any second now. Astrid felt relieved that Hiccup was alive, and worried as she heard he was on Outcast Island. From what she's heard, Stoick's got a past with their chief that includes Hiccup, but not only that. She was also told that the Outcasts would do absolutely anything to get what they wanted, and from what she could imagine was from talking to torturing the victim.
Hiccup woke up, feeling worse than ever. His leg was still bleeding nonstop and with the extra torture last night he could barely breathe. They had made sure not to break any bones close to his lungs, but still he could feel one poking them. He couldn't feel his legs or arms. The guards had literally crushed them, but he still wouldn't betray his tribe. Somehow he knew Alvin wouldn't hurt Toothless, because if he did, he would lose the leverage with his trainer, and that was not what Alvin wanted. Hiccup said silent prayers to the Gods, hoping someone knew he was alive and that someone would come for him and bring him back home. His thought's was crushed to pieces as the metal bars opened. With all his strength, he turned his head to the side, watching two guards come up to him. This time he didn't dare to move, he knew that moving would be more painful than breathing and in the state he was in now, breathing was unbearable.
The two guards, also the same ones who tortured him, brought him down the large mountain, but as they passed the docks on their way to the arena, Hiccup saw something that made his hope grow inside him. On the docks was outcast soldiers crowded around a very familiar ship. A ship that comes every month, and it was none other than Trader Johann. Johann is the trader of our Island, its unknown to where he's from, but as long as he's friendly, Stoick always allows him on the shores of Berk.
Without caring about the guards, Hiccup tried to yell out in hope that Johann would hear him. All the attention was turned to him, and as he hoped, Trader Johann was one of them. His expression was shocked, but he tried not to show that he cared for the sake of them both. Trader Johann was always so friendly with Hiccup and from when he was little, Johann would tell him his stories about his whereabouts. Hiccup always found it interesting and had a dream that he could be able to see as many places as Trader Johann, but from the minute he was put in that prison, his dream faded slowly.
Hiccup let out a sigh of relief that Johann had seen him, but earned a fist to his face a few more seconds later. "Quiet down slave," One of the guards said. Hiccup looked up at the man holding a bone with a confused face. When the guard realized what he had just said, his free hand moved to cover his mouth with wide and scared eyes. Why did he call me a slave? Hiccup asked himself.
They kept walking, walking away from Hiccup's only hope to freedom. Behind he could hear something about Trader Johann leaving. Maybe he was getting help? Without having noticed, they were already in the arena where Alvin stood waiting. "What took you so long?" His voice wasn't exactly the welcoming one. One of the guards left as the one with the dragon bone stayed. "I hope Savage here didn't drive you to hard last night," Alvin said, gesturing to the man beside him. "Care to give me the answers now?"
"Never," Hiccup answered simply. He could see the anger building inside of Alvin, but it soon faded and turned into a smirk.
"Let out the dragon," Alvin commanded Savage. He went to the gates, pulling a lever and out came a purple Deadly Nadder. "Show us, or get eaten," Alvin backed out of the killing arena, standing outside the metal bars to watch the scene. Savage threw Hiccup to the ground, sending him face flat. He soon backed away from Hiccup, walking over to a wall full of weapons. He took down what looked like a rope, but then Hiccup realized what it was. It was a whip, but who would they use it on? Alvin needs Hiccup alive, they both know that. So maybe he was going to use it on the dragon, but Hiccup sure didn't hope he would. He didn't want the blood on his hands because he wouldn't tame the dragon.
Hiccup had no strength to stand up as the Nadder made its way towards him. He knew this would be his last minute. The Deadly Nadder ran towards him, but all he could manage to do was stare. Stare at the dragon or his own murderer before he would end up in Valhalla. Alvin noticed this along with Savage and they both made their way into the killing ring. Alvin grabbed the Nadders tail, swinging it around and around then threw it back into its cage. The two outcasts got furious as they walked over to the boy lying breathlessly on the ground.
"Get up," Alvin said calmly, but Hiccup couldn't find any way to do so. "I said GET UP," Alvin shouted, grabbing the whip out of Savage's hands and whipped Hiccup once, then twice, but the boy still couldn't move. It was too much for his body to handle. Alvin noticed what he was doing through his anger, and stopped. "Get him back to his cell," With that Savage took Hiccup over his shoulder and started walking to Hiccup's new 'bedroom'.
When they arrived, Savage tossed him off his shoulder not caring if the boy was so damaged as he was now. The outcasts had no heart for their prisoners, or as Savage said slaves.