Toothless's ears perked up. He slowly stood up, looking over the village towards the sound. He had heard right. The great hall closed and out came a row of people getting dragged somewhere by some guards. Toothless let out a growl, feeling a hand on his head.

"What is it bud?" Hiccup asked, holding up his spyglass. He searched through the village, seeing shadows by a corner that lead to a bridge towards the academy. "Come on. Let's check it out," He mounted his dragon and flew up in the air, towards Gothi's hut. They landed a few seconds later, and

Hiccup dismounted quickly to get a view of what he saw. He lay down to take cover and looked down through the glass. His eyes searched the ground from above and then he saw the shadows. He could barely make out anything because of the dark, but managed to find out what it was. It was people walking towards the academy in what looked like…chains.

"This has gone too far," Hiccup gasped, standing up. He put the spyglass in his satchel, his dark hood over his head and mounted his dragon. "Time to set our plan in action," Toothless growled in agreement and took out, letting out his biggest screech to make sure he would be heard. Then they charged.

"Now…Where were we? Oh, right," Alvin smirked, slicing Stoick's right cheek. Stoick winced, closing his eyes for a few seconds. "You know, if you just tell me where he is, I will leave."

"I'm never going to say anything as long as I live," Alvin frowned, turning around.

"We could have been allies, Stoick," Alvin began.

"We could have, but that would've been crazy considering the things you've done," Stoick pointed out.

"Maybe," Alvin paused, "But banning someone for a mistake is quite harsh don't you think? After all, shouldn't you have banned that runt of yours?" Alvin laughed, turning to face the chief. Stoick parted his lips to reply, but closed the gap when he couldn't find anything to say. He was speechless.

"That's what I thought," He walked over to the table next to him where different weapons rested. His eyes scanned the weapons, moving from a nipper to a dagger, a knife to a machete, and lastly the sword to the whip. Alvin's sick laugh echoed through the whole hall as his hands traced the leather of the whip. "All you have to do is tell me where the dragon conqueror is and it will all be over," Alvin repeated.

"Get it in your…thick head!" Stoick shouted with all his remaining strength. "I will never tell you, anything."

"Alright then," Alvin picked up the weapons by its handle and turned around, gathering all the force he could with a sharp turn, and connected it with Stoick's body. The whip burned his skin ten times worse than hot metal. His clothes tearing up and attaching to his wounds, getting soaked by the blood as the whip hit once more.

CRACK!

"TWO!"

CRACK!

"THREE!"

CRACK!

"FOUR!"

CRACK!

"FIVE!"

Alvin lowered the weapon by his side. The blood running down the tip of the whip and down to the floor. "Care to tell me now?" Stoick glared at him, breathing heavily to ease the pain. "You can't keep this up forever, Stoick! I will have my answers. I always do," Alvin spat, raising the weapon once again, but before he could bring it down, they heard a screech.

Stoick eyes widened. He would recognize the sound from anywhere. It was a dragon, but not just any dragon. The only dragon left known to be alive. A Night Fury. Alvin's wide eyes narrowed in realization.

"Finally," Alvin said determinate. He laid the whip back in its rightful place and turned towards the door.

"Get back here Alvin! I won't let you take him from me!" Stoick screamed, thrashing and turning, struggling to break free. Alvin only laughed.

"There's nothing you can do about it now," Alvin called out, unsheathing his sword from his belt and walked through the doors out of sight.

The screech echoed through the whole Island. All eyes looked into the sky, stopping whatever they were doing. Both Outcasts and Berkians. The guards holding the chains of the teens almost dropped it as their mouths went wide open and eyes glued to the sky. The teens looked at each other, their lips forming a smile. They knew who it was. Suddenly, the guards yanked on the chain, making them run towards the academy.

Hiccup gripped the handle of the saddle harder as they dived towards the streets of Berk. Outcast guards held their weapons up in front of them as the night fury swooped down towards them, charging a small plasma blast that was enough to knock them out. Toothless let out the charged plasma blast on the four guards, Hiccup pulling up in the last second before they swooped down again in the next street.

They charged, knocked out guards, flew up and repeated until they were sure all the guards were out. "Okay bud, remember our plan?" Toothless growled, nodding. "Alright, let's do this," Hiccup steered the saddle to the right, making them fly towards the academy. He narrowed his eyes to see guards surrounding it and someone getting pushed into the dragon pens. From his point of view, he noticed that it wasn't more than a pen. The walls separating the dragon pens from each other were knocked down. The doors replaced with metal bars. But not only that. The chains that used to cover the academy as some sort of roof, was removed. Hiccup didn't complain though. It only made his plans even easier to accomplish.

SWOOSH!

A bola came out of nowhere, wrapping around Toothless's tail.

SWOOSH!

Another bola came out of nowhere, wrapping around both Hiccup and Toothless's body. Toothless screeched in fear, trying to spread his wings so the rope would break, but to no avail. "Everything will be okay Toothless," Hiccup assured him, right before the two crashed in the middle of the academy. Hiccup was thrown of the saddle, crashing into a wall before he fell to the ground. He groaned, clutching his head.

"Not the best landing," He muttered, shaking his head and stood up. Before he looked up, he made sure his hood was still over his head. Toothless roared, trying to bite the ropes off of him, but they were out of reach. Outcasts were drawing their weapons, getting ready to attack the intruders, but Hiccup managed to reach his dragon before them and cut the ropes with his own sword. Toothless growled at the approaching outcasts, copying Hiccup's defensive mode.

The Outcasts surrounded them, moving slowly closer to them, but then they all charged at once. Hiccup backed up towards Toothless, waiting for the right time to strike. An Outcast stood in a sword's reach, and Hiccup ducked, tackling the man before running on the next guard. In the corner of his eye, he saw bola trappers surrounding the arena and shooting the bola's at them. Hiccup and Toothless dodged most of them.

Three bolas trapped Toothless's body, leaving Hiccup alone to stand by the outcasts. Seeing this, he dropped his sword, arms in the air. He surrendered.

Little did they know, he had another sword.