A/N: Okay! Here's the next chapter.


Chapter 3: Team work

In the Dumbwaiter shaft, holes could be seen on the left and right walls, going up in a vertical line. Nearly 200 ft. up, Hiccup was punching holes in the walls with his claws, getting a good grip before removing his clawed-legs from underneath and pulling them up before kicking them through at a higher spot. Hiccup had been doing this for nearly half an hour, yet he still was only a quarter of the way backup.

"So," Hiccup asked out loud, "Did you have a name, or rather, DO you have a name?"

"I did have one, but unfortunately I forgot it after I had died. The only things I could remember in that plasmid vial were half my memories, and my natural instincts."Hiccup felt bad now.

"Do you WANT a name? Because I can't keep calling you 'Dragon' now can I?" There was a pause. Hiccup stopped climbing for a moment and waited.

"Is there anything about your physical appearance that can help?" Finally the dragon answered.

"Well, the only striking details of me are I was faster than any other dragon species, I could blend in with the night sky, and my teeth retract when producing my fire bolts. I never miss."The last part was full of pride. Hiccup thought a bit.

"How about…Quickwing?" The dragon snorted.

"Sorry, but that name sounds to idiotic."He chuckled.

"Acufire?" Hiccup again suggested. The Dragon seemed to think about it.

"No, it's better for a name that makes someone seem weak, so they can surprise their enemies with their strength. It was how the naming was done back then." Hiccup chuckled. He thought The Dragon would want a greater name for the skills he boasted. Hiccup thought some more.

"How about…Toothless?" He asked. This time, a sense of emotion was given as an answer.

"I take it you like it?" Hiccup pleasantly asked.

"It's alright. It'll do." Toothless answered. Hiccup was pleased, now able to give the voice a name. He was about to start climbing again, when the shaft began to shake.

"Um, what was that?" Hiccup asked.

"I don't know, just run for the nearest opening! If the shaft caves in on us, we'll never escape!" Hiccup didn't waste any time. He began to sprint up the walls, his arms and legs moving as swiftly as a cat's. Sure enough, Hiccup's better vision could see rubble falling past him. Suddenly, water began to drip onto him.

"Shoot! The weak shaft must be giving into the water pressure! This whole place will be flooded!" Hiccup said frantically. Suddenly, his eyes caught sight of a small opening on the side. Without a moment to lose, he jumped up the rest of the way, and climbed through just as a 3-ton jet of water crashed down the chute with the debris. Hiccup was now safe, for the time being.

"Now what? I can't leave that opening there, the water will come in as soon as it's filled up at the bottom." He stated.

"Find a plate of metal, I don't care if you need to tear one from the walls, just grab something."Toothless demanded. Hiccup looked around and finally saw a few spare sheets of metal leaning up against an unfinished wall. He grabbed four and ran back. The water was slowly starting to rise.

"Okay, now what!" Hiccup frantically asked.

"Use my fire breath. Think of my mouth and you will have it. Just remember to retract your teeth when using it, or else they will be melted down."Hiccup did as he told. Within seconds, the same process occurred, except this time, the mental image was of his nose and mouth growing out into a snout. He opened his eyes, and he saw black scales all along his new mouth.

"How do I breath the fire!" He asked.

"Think! When you need to breathe, your tube switches to your lungs. When you eat, your tube switches to your stomach. Now, go breath fire. And when breathing flames, breathe very slowly, for anything more than a breeze will make the stream of fire a deadly ball of fire."

Hiccup nodded and placed the four plates on the ground. He wiggled his jaw a little, and his teeth suddenly retracted, leaving him with gums. He then focused on his tube. He breathed deeply, but this time, it wasn't from his lungs, but from a third tube. With a pucker, he breathed. A steady stream of blue fire came from his mouth, melting the plates together into one large plate. He carefully picked it up as he finished, noting his skin didn't burn, and he was lifting 100 lbs. He ran over to the hole, where the water was now starting to flow in. He slammed it against the hole, the water behind it pushing it back towards him. He quickly began breathing his fire stream all around it. The Water slowly turned from a fall, to a few trickles, to tiny drops. Finally, the hole was sealed. Hiccup sighed.

"Well done! It would have taken a normal dragon many years to learn what you did." Toothless said, impressed.

"Well, I had a great teacher." Hiccup said with a smile.

"Well, now the question comes, where to now." Toothless asked, "Because I'm certain you were not here before finding me." Hiccup took a look around and found it to be true. He was now in some sort of kitchen, with food half-way prepared and blood everywhere.

"Man, this place gives me the creeps." Hiccup shuddered.

"Why? Is it because there are no lights, or because of the blood?"Hiccup shook his head.

"No, I saw plenty of that back with my group. It's just the kitchen in general. I remember my mom dying in one, right after a crazed splicer broke in. She was stabbed through the heart by him, and I watched in hiding as he cut her up into tiny pieces." Toothless was silent for a while. A feeling of regret and sorrow came from him.

"I'm sorry to hear that." Toothless finally said.

"It's all right. I was too young and insane to really remember her, so I don't feel as sad. But I always get uneasy whenever I'm in a kitchen now."

"You aren't alone. I lost my parents before I died." Hiccup was surprised.

"Sorry about that." He said. "If you don't mind me asking, how did it happen?"

"It was right after I completed my training. We were flying over the ocean around the area Rapture now stands, when we were attacked by a dragon clan of the area, and were forced to fight back. I was told by my parents to flee the fight, but while I was, a dragon broke away and attacked me. My tailfin was torn off, and I could no longer fly. I plummeted to the water, and before I hit the surface, I saw my parents fall, blood dripping from their bodies." Hiccup now felt sorry for Toothless. Sure, he lost his mother, but Toothless lost everything that day.

"Sorry I brought it up." He apologized. Toothless sighed.

"Don't worry, Sometimes it helps to look back. Because if we try to forget the way our loved ones died, it's like disgracing them in the afterlife, as if their deaths were nothing." Hiccup smiled at this.

"Thanks. Now, I don't remember this place, but if we can get to a central structure of the city, or find a map, we might be able to find my group." Toothless gave a grunt.

"Okay, but for the time being, it would probably be best if you returned to normal. If I am correct, people are now insane from Adam withdrawal, and I'm sure they won't like seeing something like you." Hiccup nodded. He thought about his normal human shape. The tingling feeling appeared and disappeared as his mental image returned to normal. He opened his eyes once it stopped and looked down. Normal hands, normal legs, and no visible snout.

"well, let's go see where we are."


Stoick was leading his group in a fight against another group of splicers. They had attacked them, thinking they were easy pickings. However, Stoick's Splicer brethren were more than a match for them. Stoick was bashing in the head of one, grinning sadistically as he went limp. Snotlout was firing his machine gun at a group of three splicers, while Ruffnut and Tuffnut distracted them. Spitelout, Snotlout's father, was throwing grenades at other people, laughing insanely as their bodies combusted.

"Keep it up! We'll get there Adam yet!" Stoick shouted to everyone. Finally, the 5 splicers still alive out of the 30 retreated into a foggy doorway. The group cheered as they began to look for Adam.

Thump. Thump. Thump.

The Splicers looked up from their search. A Bouncer was standing there, along with a Little Sister.

"No! Get away!" The Little Sister screeched. The Bouncer grabbed her and put her behind him, shielding her. Stoick sneered.

"Today is a good day!" He shouted. He quickly ran forward, his hammer at the ready. The Bouncer took one step forward and spun his spear. Unfortunately, Stoick already reached it before it could do anything else. The Helmet detached from the body, the head going with it. The Little Sister began weeping for the loss of her Protector.

"NO! Mr. Bubbles!"

Stoick sneered as he grabbed her. However, he was too preoccupied to notice the air nearby start turning purple. The Big Sister's growl startled him. He dropped the little sister and raised his hammer against the Big Sister. But before he could swing, she disappeared. Stock looked around in alarm.

"Hey! Come back, that's not fair!" He shouted. He didn't notice the Little Sister had also vanished.


The Big Sister was carrying the Little Sister to a nearby vent. She looked up at her in awe. The Big Sister noticed this, as it patted her head to make her feel better. She finally found one and stopped, raising the Little Sister into the vent.

"Thank you Big Sister." She said, as she crawled inside, groaning.

"I'm ready for beddy-bye Mr. B." She said as she disappeared inside. The Big Sister's glow changed, this time, from yellow to green. Even though she had been made to gather and kill, her sense of caring wasn't all gone. She now looked in the direction of the Group. Her glow changed back to yellow, then red. She was angry that the group had tried once again to kill one of her own Sisters, but she still had other matters to attend to. She still hasn't seen that missing boy, and unless she wanted her personal record destroyed, she had to find him. She exploded in a burst of purple mist again, and reappeared in another building. She walked around on her wedged diving boots, carefully looking around, making sure she didn't miss anything. Suddenly, a cry was heard from behind her. She turned to see a foolish Splicer attempting to kill her with a wrench. Before he got close however, she snapped her fingers. A spark was seen for a split second in the air, before a blast of fire ignited on the Splicer's clothes. He began to wail in pain and anger as he ran around looking for water. But unfortunately, there was nothing. The Splicer finally fell down and stayed there. The Big Sister walked over and rammed her needle into the corpse. The Splicer's blood, filled with Adam, was being sucked out of the body. She sighed in pleasure before taking it out and walking on.


Stoick looked at the spot where the Little Sister had been, and where the Big Sister had ambushed them. He had never seen anything like that. Even in his state, he could tell that was not normal.

"Everyone, grab your Adam now! We're leaving before any more of those Tin Sisters find us!" They all began to stuff body parts into bags and blood into their mouths. Stoick grabbed his own supply as they all started walking to another part of the building a scout found earlier. In the Mean-time, Stoick began thinking of his son.

"Why'd you have to be you Hiccup?" He asked himself. He shook his head and walked on.


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