The guards carried Hiccup towards the killing arena where Alvin and his men stood, listening to his 'speech'. All the attention turned on them and out of nowhere they applauded. Alvin came over to them with a smirk on his face, breaking his speech.
"What do we have here?" The guards let go off Hiccup and threw him to the ground. Hiccup winced in pain, not being able to move. "Looks like your lucky day kiddo. It's the day you will watch your tribe die. Now get up," Alvin commanded him, but he didn't flinch. He was still awake, but had no strength to move a single part of his body. Alvin got mad and took out his whip and whipped the boy once, then twice and then a last time.
All Hiccup could do was lay there, breathing heavily as Alvin spoke to his men. "Form the defense and load the catapults. We're going to win this war. Savage, get rid of the boy for me. He's useless," Alvin snapped, walking away with his men.
Savage walked over to Hiccup and threw him over his shoulder. In the right arm he held the whip he was given by Alvin in case he needed it. Hiccup tried to rest and hoped for someone out there in the war to find him. At first he was shocked to discover his tribe setting foot on this Island, but could it really just be for him? All this war and how many people would have to suffer? This was not what he had wished for. He'd rather get tortured then watching his own people fall. The last thing Hiccup saw before his eyes fully closed was the sight of his tribe coming for an attack. Then it all went black.
"Toothless!" Astrid shouted in surprise. She ordered her dragon along with the others to melt the metal bars. Once they had melted it, they ran inside untying the ropes and muzzle's on the Dragon. By the time one of them touched the ropes, his emerald green eyes revealed itself. When they had gotten him loose his eyes changed from slits to round yak pie formed one's. At first the dragon had difficulties of standing, but straightens up as he saw everyone looking at him. He let out a soft growl, trying to a sure them he's alright, but then everything came flooding back to him. In the pack he couldn't find his best friend, and he immediately sniffed the ground, trying to catch his scent. He ran in the direction of the tunnel the Vikings had just come through in attempt to find them both.
"Wait! Dragons everyone!" Astrid ordered, jumping on to her Nadder along with the rest. They followed him on their dragons.
Toothless had managed to catch his rider's scent which was weird, considering them not being reunited for a while. He had come up with a plan as he noticed how stupid the guards really were. The plan was to play dead for a while and hope for the guards to get in his trap about them removing his muzzle. Then everything changed when someone came rescuing him. He didn't recognize the dragons or the large man who he almost had forgotten was his rider's father, so called Stoick. Toothless followed the scent by the ground as he led everyone around the tunnels. Nothing would come before him, but finding his best friend. They might have had a bonding at such a small time, but it was still strong, and even now, nothing could come between them.
After a few minutes of searching through the tunnels, passing by Hiccup's prison cell, the scent got stronger. He once ended up in the killing arena, but felt the scent somewhere outside. He flew out of the arena as far as his wings would let him and searched. From a distance he could hear faint cries of war, but ignored them. As said, nothing would go between him and his rider reuniting.