From below, the four of them were flying past the village, but not unnoticed. Toothless's screech had caught many of the Berkian's attention and their eyes were now to the sky. Astrid and her friends stood in the academy with their dragons, looking up in the sky. "Is that Hiccup?" Astrid asked.

"Looks like it," Fishlegs said. "But who is he with?"

"Probably his new girlfriend," Snotlout chuckled, patting Hookfang's head. Astrid ignored them and mounted Stormfly. Her hand blocked the sun as she looked up at the sky. They were moving fast.

"Come on, let's find out," She said, and before the other could protest she was out of the academy and flying in top speed towards her boyfriend. Though they were too fast for Stormfly to take, they manage to keep a good enough distance to see them.

"ASTRID!" A voice yelled from behind her. She slowed down a little and looked back. Stoick was riding his dragon side by side with Gobber, struggling to catch up with both her and Hiccup. She slowed down even more but once they caught up, her speed did too. "What's going on?" Stoick asked worriedly.

"I don't know," Astrid replied honestly. "It looks like Hiccup is chasing someone."

"Then we better make sure nothing happens," Gobber said, swooping in beside them. Stoick and Astrid nodded, kicking their dragon side to make them go faster. The three of them kept their eyes on Hiccup, but all of a sudden, Hiccup and the rider stopped.

"What the…?" Stoick muttered, slowing Skullcrusher down. The others did the same. They watched the scene in front of them. Even from afar, the three could see a man with blue and brown armor, standing on top of a four winged dragon. "Gobber, that's a Stormcutter," Stoick yelled.

"Do you think that's…," His voice trailed off when they heard a scream and a night fury screeching.

Stoick looked away from Gobber and shifted his gaze to the front. His eyes got full of fear.

The dragon snatched Hiccup by his shoulder, tearing him away from Toothless's saddle. Toothless growled as he spun uncontrollably towards the ice covered ocean below. He screeched after his rider, tried to use his wings, but the dragon and its rider was flying farther away; carrying Hiccup with them.

"DAD!" Hiccup screamed from afar. He trashed, tried to kick his way free, tried to reach for his sword, but nothing made any progress in escaping. His right hand reached out for the small dagger sealed in his left forearm armor. He pulled it out and brought it up to the dragon's leg.

Hiccup's mind gave him seconds thoughts by only touching the dagger. Never once had he, or did he wish to ever hurt a dragon. But in a situation as this, his mind couldn't set for any other options. He closed his eyes, a flash back coming back to him five years back when he stood above Toothless; The mighty Night fury, lying on the ground trapped in a bola. He remembered holding the dagger above his head and the guilt rising up inside him.

"Forgive me," Hiccup said, keeping his eyes closed as his arm sliced the dragon's leg. It roared in pain, flying wobblingly, but never letting go of Hiccup. Hiccup clung to its leg, watching his dagger escape his grip and fall towards the surface of ice beneath them. He looked up, trying to get a good view of his kidnapper.

"Let go of me! I have to get my dragon," Hiccup yelled, kicking and trashing in its grip, but it held almost painfully tight to his shoulders. "He'll drown if you don't let me go!" But the rider wouldn't have any of it. He kept steering his dragon in the same direction, through mountains of ice and past sea stacks. The turns were sharp and Hiccup was starting to feel sick riding backwards. He reached out for his inferno in attempt to get it, but he just couldn't reach. The dragon only turned harder as if to shake it off.

"Son!" Stoick shouted from a distance. He was starting to catch up with them. Stoick noticed his son struggling to get loose, but if he even did, though he had his flight suit, there was nothing but ice and freezing cold water beneath him. Even if Hiccup is strong, no one could survive the temperature of the ocean below, neither the in pact on ice. From afar he could know if it was thick or thin ice. Either way it would hurt like Hel.

"Stay calm!" Stoick shouted, kicking Skullcrusher's side to go faster. He ignored the dragon's struggling.

"Easy for you to say, you're not the one dragged around like a lifeless puppet!" Hiccup yelled back, crossing his arms. Stoick sighed.

"Just don't fall!" Stoick yelled, pointing below. Hiccup looked below himself and screamed, clinging harder to the dragon. The thought of even losing hold of the dragon's leg was terrifying for both Hiccup, who could experience that any second, and Stoick, who could witness everything with his very own eyes.

"Got'cha," Hiccup mumbled, hanging on for dear life as more sharp turns came. But then everything stopped. Hiccup couldn't stop his curiosity from turning his body as far as it could to the front. He gasped. A huge mountain was covered, almost as if protected, with thick layer of ice. One would have called it nature's work of art if the situation was different than now. The way the ice was spiky in one direction, covering everything up. One could only imagine the thickness of the ice from afar. Hiccup was taken away by the view that he didn't notice dragons other than his father and friends chase after them.

The Stormcutter holding Hiccup took for a dive, creating butterflies in Hiccup's stomach. The light from outside was blocked out by the cave walls coming into view, swallowing them deeper into the mountain. A clearing in the dark was the only thing he could see and suddenly he was dropped down. Hiccup caught himself with his feet, rolling forward before catching himself with his hands and stood up. Growls rang in his ears from every direction. As instinct, from the couple of months with new adventures including his new sword, he pulled out inferno and lit it, waving around to find curious eyes surrounding him.

A dragon walked forward and in return Hiccup backed away. He heard a clank to his side and dragon wings above him. "Dad," Hiccup said in relief, watching him land in the clearing with Skullcrusher. Stoick jumped off the dragon's back and took to run towards his son, gripping him by his shoulders and staring into his eyes.

"Are you alright?" Stoick asked. The other riders landed in the clearing, standing by their dragons who growled protectively on their surrounding members.

"I'm fine-wait, where's Toothless?!" Hiccup yelled, looking around and waving his sword in the darkness. He heard a purr from behind him and turned around only to be knocked over with slobbery kisses. "Oh boy am I glad to see you bud, you had me worried there," Toothless purred, licking Hiccup one last time before helping him stand up. In the shadows, the mysterious rider was watching them, deciding whether or not they were friends or foes. His armor made him blend into the dark. He shook his staff, a mix of dragon sounds coming out of it. Dragons behind him fired up their mouths but didn't let it out. The rider walked closer to them, having full attention on him.

"Stoick?" The rider asked unsure as if to reveal its identity or not.

Stoick's lips parted but no words came out. The voice was indeed familiar to Stoick's memory of voices, but he couldn't set his tongue on who it was or even who it could be. Maybe it was an enemy and they had been lured into the enemies nest. Or maybe…no, it couldn't be…