Two guards dropped their sword and approached him with a rope. One of them kicked him to the ground, making him grunt in pain, and the other tied his hands behind his back. As one of the guards was about to pull off his hood, a voice stopped him.
"What is going on here?!" Alvin yelled, pushing his way through the crowd of people. His cold eyes landed on the dark hooded man. "Who is this?" Alvin yelled at his men. The outcast's winced, taking a step back in fear. All except one.
"W-we shot the n-night fury down along with its rider," Savage's voice trembled in fear as the man stepped up beside Alvin. Both his hands holding tightly onto his dragon bone nervously. Alvin looked around, searching for the night fury. Only a year back had they take wrong of a nadder and a night fury. Alvin was so mad that he made them each rotten cod for a week straight. The crowd surrounding them stepped away to reveal a night fury wrapped up in bolas. Alvin's eyes narrowed, recognizing the dragon, but when he looked at the man kneeled down in front of him, and he was yet again left confused.
"Then who is this?" Alvin boomed, pointing his sword towards the man in the dark hood.
"I-I don't know, sire," Savage said, stepping back. "W-we were just about to…find out," Alvin glared at him.
"Then what are you waiting for?!" Savage ran forward, his whole body trembling in fear. He grabbed the hood and pulled it off with ease, revealing a teenager with shaggy auburn hair who held his head low. Alvin grabbed the boy's jaw, forcing him to look up at him. He looked deep into the emerald green eyes, knowing he had seen them before. His eyes met the night fury's and then back to the boy. "Soil my bridges," Alvin muttered. All eyes were on him. "Look who decided to show up. After all these years. You're good to hide; I'll give you that," Alvin spat, telling his men to step back.
"I haven't been hiding," Hiccup said, slicing the ropes with his hidden sword and stood up with the sword in front of him. "I've been training."
"Are you challenging me boy?" Alvin smirked, pointing his sword at the boy. Hiccup chuckled a little unsure.
"More likely, yes," Alvin broke out laughing and so did the outcast audience.
"He's challenging me!" Alvin yelled, wiping a few tears from his eyes. His laugh faded, but his smirk didn't leave. "Well, well. Let's get this over with then. After all, it shouldn't take too long," The outcasts agreed, clearing the ring.
"You really shouldn't underestimate me," Hiccup assured the treacherous chief, walking a little to the side. The two started walking in circles, their swords drawn as they waited for the other to attack.
"Oh really?" Alvin smirked.
"Really," Then Alvin charged with a battle cry. He was getting sick of Hiccup's big mouth. He just wanted to end the boy's life right then. Two years ago, he wanted him to train his dragons to conquer Berk, but now, he already had. All the dragon conqueror was to him was a useless little pest who stood in his way.
Alvin's sword lunged at Hiccup, but the boy ducked and tripped him, sending him to the floor. The Berkians by the cage chuckled along with Hiccup as Alvin struggled to get back up. Alvin got furious and charged at Hiccup, only to have him duck again.
"Stop messing around and face me like a man!" Alvin growled, standing up.
"I could, but I'm only nineteen years old which means I still have a year of being a teen-woah," Hiccup jumped up as Alvin went for his feet-erhm, foot. He bounced up high, bringing his own sword flat down on Alvin's helmet and jumped over the chief's head as he crumbled to the ground.
"Talk all you want. This may be your last chance of doing so!" Alvin yelled, supporting his body on his sword.
"You may get a headache before I'm finished talking, but your orders are for me to fulfill," Hiccup bowed dramatically, with his sword behind his back and his free on his chest.
"Oh you little," Alvin stood up slowly, shaking his head a little to get rid of the dizziness.
"Aww…Is the big Alvin the treacherous…mad?" Hiccup laughed, leaning on his sword a couple of feet away, inspecting his nails in boredom. His plan was going just as expected.
The Berkians were staring at him in wonder. It was amazing how he could be so calm at a time like this. If anyone were to fight Alvin themselves, they would have been focused and angry. Hiccup on the other hand, didn't have either of those emotions.
"That's it," Alvin yelled, running over to a wall where weapons hung. He dropped his sword and grabbed a spear and a handful of daggers. "Let's see how well you dodge things," Hiccup looked up just in time to see Alvin throwing a dagger towards him. He ducked, looking back at the wall on the dagger that almost sliced his head in two.
"Come on. You're not going to kill me are you?" Hiccup asked as if it was the most normal thing someone could say.
"No, because I just realized I don't have any more use for you," Alvin growled, throwing another dagger on him. Hiccup dodged it easily.
"What happened to," Hiccup paused, clearing his throat, "Train me dragon's boy?" He asked, imitating Alvin's voice.
"No need anymore. I already have what I wanted," Another dagger was thrown but dodged once again.
"I see," Hiccup paused, putting his hand up to his chin in a thinking position, leaning a little against the wall behind him. "You have what you want, but do you have what they want?" Hiccup asked, gesturing to Alvin's men who looked at their chief for a respond.
"I'm getting there," Alvin growled once again throwing another dagger.
"You're getting there? Oh please, don't make me laugh," Hiccup pointed out, jumping to the left. "Then why don't you fill me in on the plan? I am after all, as you say, going to die," Alvin grunted in annoyance, dropping the last dagger and picked up a whip. Hiccup's eyes widened at the weapon but narrowed once again when he noticed he had his gloves on.
"How do I know you won't haunt my plans when you're gone?" Alvin asked, walking closer to the other as Hiccup did the same.
"You don't," Hiccup smirked, holding his sword in his left hand. He tightened the grip on the handle as Alvin raised the whip high and stroke with ease. Automatically, Hiccup dropped the sword and gripped the whip in midair, wrapping it around his forearm and pulled it out of Alvin's unfocused hand and threw it to the ground. Alvin was caught off-guard as he stumbled a little forward, getting a knee in his stomach and an elbow in his neck. He collapsed to the ground, groaning as he clutched his stomach.
The audience gasped. Alvin was getting beat up by a hiccup.
"Look at this! I could do this in my sleep," Hiccup chuckled, turning to the crowd. "This man doesn't care about you, he never has. All he wanted was revenge. Isn't that right Alvin?" He turned around to look down at Alvin, but he wasn't there.
"Not this time," Alvin charged at Hiccup from behind with a battle cry. Hiccup had little time to react before the whip was striking towards him. Without thinking twice, he brought up his uncovered left hand and screamed in pain once the leather connected with his palm. His knees gave out beneath him as he supported his injured hand that held tightly onto the whip with his right. Hiccup's weak hands were no match for Alvin's as he pulled the whip out of Hiccup's hand, burning his hand in the process, and threw it a distance away. Alvin kicked him in the guts, sending him to the ground.
Hiccup clutched his hand tightly to his chest, trying to stop it from bleeding any further. Come on Hiccup. You can't give up now. Everyone is counting on you, his mind screamed at him. And his mind was right. Everyone was counting on him. The Berkians who was watching his every move. The dragons where ever they were. His friends behind those bars. And his father where only Thor would know if he was in safety or not. They all counted on him to win over Alvin. If only I can make sure the Berkians gets free, Hiccup thought.
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Alvin holding his spear with both his hands. He was going to stab him. Right before the spear was brought down, he rolled away and as the spear connected with the ground, he pulled it out, rolled back and kept his balance. The throbbing pain his hand didn't mean anything as long as his future people was in danger. He would go through whatever plans, whatever pain, Alvin had planned for him. All he had to do was assure both himself and the village that they had a way of stopping the invasion whether he was dead or not. He would do anything for them.
"You just won't give up will you?" Alvin spat, circling Hiccup.
"Never in a life time," Hiccup replied confident.
"You know. You and your father are really much alike, considering what you told me on my ship back to Outcast Island," Alvin smirked, knowing Hiccup would remember, and he did. He remembers what he told Alvin when he first met him. When Alvin had told him that he knew his father. He remembered the exact words.
"He's not my father, not anymore."
The words stung like a thousand knives to the heart. Thinking back, he couldn't believe he had said that. Sure, he was mad at his father and all, but still. Stoick was his family no matter what would happen. One can never escape their relatives no matter how much they try. And he regretted ever shouting or arguing with his father. All his life, had he wanted to be accepted by the village and also his father, and now that he finally got that, he pushed him away from him. And only for silly little things. But that also made him wonder. Where was his father? What had happened to Mildew?
"Well, whatever I said is something I regret right now," Hiccup growled, backing away towards the walls. He had a new plan, but to accomplish that one, he had to get the keys. Looking around he looked for any sign of keys. Shining metal caught his eyes as Alvin charged at him with his sword. Not before now, had he noticed the sun already rising above them. The sun reflected in Alvin's sword as the man lunged at Hiccup, but this time he didn't strike once. Alvin recovered quickly from his first blow and threw another one only seconds later, taking Hiccup off guard. The sword deeply sliced Hiccup across his right eye, ending a little over his eyebrow. Hiccup winced at the throbbing pain as the blood covered his right eye, making him unable to see clearly.
"Is that all you've got?" Hiccup chuckled, holding his right eye.
"Why? Tired already?" Hiccup glared at him. "Alright then, looks like I have to take this to the next level," Alvin got ready to strike with his sword but Hiccup ran to Alvin's left. "Stop running and get back here!" Alvin shouted, but before he could grab Hiccup's cloak, the boy ran faster and threw the spear with all his ease only a few inches away from Alvin's left waist side. "You missed," Alvin laughed.
"Did I?" Hiccup smirked, running towards Alvin. Alvin held his sword up high, getting ready to finish him up when Hiccup suddenly slid between his legs and continued running towards the other side of arena where the spear was pinned to the wall. Alvin's eyes widened as he noticed the shining metal hanging from the spear. Hiccup had gotten the keys.
"Give those back! Or I'll-
"Or you'll what? Kill me? I thought that plan was already in action. Well, well. Looks like I'm mistaken," Hiccup said, keeping the keys in his injured hand. He pulled out the daggers next to the spear as he continued talking. "You know what I learned while I was away?" Hiccup began.
"Nothing could possible get into that head of yours," Alvin chuckled.
"Much can actually," Hiccup pointed out, "Anyways. I learned some secrets," He paused, pulling the last dagger out of the wall and.
"And why would I be interested in knowing that?" Alvin asked bored.
"Because those secrets were about you," Alvin's eyes went wide as he looked at Hiccup suddenly interested. Alvin was too caught up in the conversation that he didn't take much notice of Hiccup walking towards the cages with one of his hands behind his back.
"And what secrets could I possibly be having?" Alvin asked, narrowing his eyes a little to make him look more confident.
"Let's see. How you make your food, what your underwear is, and the facts that you've been kidnapping innocent children for as long as you've been banned from Berk," Hiccup growled at the last sentence. He didn't look behind him as he felt the daggers and the keys get pulled out of his hands. "Open the cage when I give you the signal," Hiccup whispered, paying little attention to Alvin approaching him. "Don't you dare-
"Oh I dare. But why don't you just tell them yourselves," Hiccup's voices shifted from a whisper to calling out to everyone watching the two in the ring from the outside. "Why don't you tell them how you kidnapped them from their families and burned their homes to ashes just so you could make your own tribe to get your revenge on my father?" Alvin ran towards Hiccup in anger, lifting his sword high. But Hiccup dodged the blow and ran to his left where the spear stuck out of the wall, hearing the sword hit the metal bars with ease. Hiccup looked up to see a guard not too far out of reach from the spear. He picked up more speed and jumped, landing on the spear. He used the bounce from the spear and flew up in the air, grabbed two shields out of the nearest outcasts and landed back down on the ground.
Everyone stared in amazement. Even Alvin. For a second he forgot about the dilemma at hand, but his focus went back to it once Hiccup continued.
"Tell them," Hiccup shouted, dropping one of the shields and held the other in his good hand. "Tell them how you burned their family alive. Tell them how you kidnapped them to live on an island, grow up to be savages and follow your dirty lead. You've killed thousands of people. Extinct hundreds of tribes and for what? Power? Is that what you really want?" Alvin roared, not responding, only charging. He pinned Hiccup to the ground, only having a shield separating them from each other. Hiccup tried to push him off of him but to no avail. The pressure was intense on Hiccup's chest, making him gasp for air. Out of nowhere, something, no, someone blocked the sun out of their eyes, making it darker than before.
"Is this true?" An angry voice said, gritting his teeth. Alvin looked up, keeping less pressure on Hiccup's body. There stood Savage along with a few men, all pointing their crossbows on…him. Not Hiccup, but Alvin. Suddenly, Alvin was yanked off of Hiccup, letting him finally breathe normal again. Hiccup crawled away and stood up a few feet away from the outcasts. He looked over at the people trapped in the cages and met Gobber's eyes. He gave him a nod, signaling for him and everyone else to get. As he made his way over to Toothless, he kept his eyes locked on the outcasts. "Is it true what he said?!" Savage yelled, punching Alvin in the jaw. Alvin spit out some blood and looked up at Savage in both shock and fear.
"Savage, I can explain-
"THERE IS NOTHING TO BE EXPLAINED!" Savage's voice roared through the whole academy. "You took our families away from us and we grew up believing you saved us from some maniac, attacking our villages when the real maniac was YOU!" Savage aimed his crossbow at Alvin. "Say your goodbyes Alvin, because this will be the end of you," His finger wrapped around the trigger and before he could fire it, Alvin pushed the crossbow out of his hands and pushed him away from him. He stood up, aiming the crossbow in every direction to keep anyone from charging at him.
"I'm not the one who should say their goodbyes," Alvin said coldly. He looked at Savage once more before aiming the crossbow towards Hiccup, who had his back to them. Before anyone could do anything, he fired.