Chapter 2: The Arrow

"An Ice Fury! Wow!" Cammi said breathlessly. Before her stood a pure white dragon, her wings standing out against the grimy wall. The beautiful dragon had a muzzle on, preventing her from shooting ice, but there were ice spikes covering the walls from where she had struck.

"Just feed it!" a harsh voice said, a hand slapping the back of her head. She grunted in pain as her head jerked forward, and she went to go get fish from the bucket at the end of the hall. It had been seven years in this nasty building, where it was her job to feed the dragons that came through here. She tried not to think about what would happen to the dragons after they left, so she usually tried to talk to them and calm them down. She had remembered riding a dragon; a singetail, though she could remember much about that, and a black dragon she couldn't remember fully. She knew they were trained dragons, and she vowed she would train a dragon to help her escape, and she would get out. Soon.

Berk | Stoick Haddock's 15th Birthday

The great hall was filled with laughter and light. It was the chief's son's 15th birthday! The party went long into the night, with dancing and singing and a huge cake for Stoick. A few hours and a lot of food later, the party was over and everyone was in bed and asleep. Well, almost everyone.

Hiccup and Astrid walked down to the docks, silent, until they reached the water.

"Astrid," Hiccup began, "I'm so sorry-" He was cut of by a dry sob from Astrid. He stopped, surprised by the sound. Astrid almost never cried- but this was a sad day, for both of them.

It had been eight years since Camicazi was kidnapped, and no one had seen any trace of her. All the search parties had been fruitless. Hiccup still blamed himself for letting the rider get away, but Astrid had told him there was no way anyone could have flown any farther without Toothless's tail. Hiccup leaned over to his wife taking her hand. "We will find her someday, Astrid. I know it."

Stoick quietly walked down the hill and sat beside Astrid. She looked at her son and smiled through her tears. "You're so grown up now, Stoick. I can still remember the night you were born." she whispered. "You were both so small."

Stoick looked towards the horizon, his eyes shining the same shade of blue as his mother's. His hair was the same color as his grandfather's, with a small ponytail at the back of his head. Last year for his birthday Astrid had given him her axe, the one she had used when she first met Toothless, back when Vikings were still fighting dragons. All year he had been training with that axe, perfecting his aim, making sure he could protect himself and his village with that axe. Hiccup had laughed and said if he didn't have red hair, he would have looked just like Astrid. Stoick had swelled with pride after that statement, which made Hiccup laugh more.

"Will we ever see her again, mom?" Stoick asked quietly. He did not need to say who, every year on his birthday, after all the celebrations were done, everyone mourned for their chief's lost daughter.

"I hope so. She might be on her way as we speak, coming to celebrate your birthday!" Astrid replied, trying to cheer her son up. "She's coming on her mighty dragon- one powerful and huge!" Stoick laughed. He liked when his mother joked about this- she was always sad on these days. And he hated seeing her sad.

Changing the subject, he said, "I found a dragon. His name is Norbert."

"Really? What breed?" Hiccup said excitedly. He was hoping his son would pick out a dragon soon.

"Well, I picked a Dramillion. Dad, he can shoot like Toothless and Stormfly!" Stoick said excitedly. "I've ridden him a few times, and he's really fast!"

His parents laughed. "Valka will love that!" Astrid said, "We'll let's get to bed." They all got up and walked up the hill to go to sleep.

"Come on girl, you can do this." Cami encouraged her dragon. "Look over there, an island!" She was surprised she could even see the island, it had been quite a few hours since the sun went down. The sleek white dragon dove, her and her rider were exhausted from riding hard for the last two weeks. "We did it! Yes! Now, I have to figure out who I am." She said sarcastically. After her capture eight years ago, she could only remember a few things. She had a brother. She could remember him falling on an axe, and she could remember him laughing with her and a black dragon. She could remember it was cold, so she had flown north, knowing it would get colder and colder. "Who knew it would be this cold? My fingers are about to freeze off."

This was the coldest Camicazi had ever been. Even when she had slept in the stables with the dragons, their fire chambers had given enough warmth to warm her. But Starblaze didn't have a fire chamber. She was an Ice Fury, and she breathed ice, not fire, one rare quality in dragons. Which, unfortunately, made her cold to the touch, leaving Cami even more cold. Cami didn't have any procetive clothing on, just her tunic, skirt, and leggings. Starblaze had noticed this, but had no way of fixing it. Cami didn't have a saddle or riding gear, because they had made an escape so quickly she had no time to find one. She would get one eventually.

"The map says we will be at an island named Berk soon. Maybe we will find dragon riders-" Something whizzed past her head and Cami jerked. "What was that?" Then another one soared under Starblaze's belly. "An arrow?" Cami looked down and saw a ship right under them. "How can they see us?" Then pain exploded in her left shoulder as an arrow sunk into her skin. Cami screamed in pain. She could dimly feel falling off Starblaze, but she wasn't sure as her world went black.

Starblaze dove, catching the girl as gently as she could, and raced to the island ahead of her, faint on the horizon. When she got there, three figures were walking up a hill. Starblaze set Cami right in front of them and looked anxiously at them, hoping they could help her friend.