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Hey everyone! I'm afraid that I will be uploading every once a week, sometimes faster. My maximum will be a week after I posted the last chapter. Thought you should know... :)

So, I finished chapter three of this story, and I hope you'll like it. In this chapter, the adventure will begin. But I won't say too much, you just have to read.

My thanks to Doomsday BeamXD and Phoenixofmyth for their reviews, and thanks to everyone who followed/favorited/read this story!

Disclaimer: I don't own HTTYD

It was sunset, and everyone started to gather in the Great Hall for dinner.

After the twins, no one needed help with their dragon's teeth, so Gobber and Hiccup had worked in the forge. Although Berk had dragons to defend them, it wasn't a bad idea to have some weaponry ready when needed. So the swords and axed were sharpened up, the bola's ready to be thrown, and Hiccup even had some time to improve his prosthetic. Hiccup managed to minimize the noise it made, and now one would have to concentrate deeply to hear it. Hiccup was glad he finally did it, because sometimes it would drive him crazy.

When Gobber had closed the windows, he turned towards Hiccup.

'Thank you for helping me, Hiccup' he said, a smile present on his face.

'Please Gobber, it's no problem' Hiccup said. First of all, he liked helping others, and second, his dad wanted him to be there.

'I don't care. Now let's get to the Great Hall to get something to eat, shall we?' Gobber asked. Hiccup nodded, and they both went to the Great Hall.

Hiccup wasn't happy at all. His dad had just told him that he would be helping Mulch and Bucket with the last fishing trip of the year, and because winter was coming, Hiccup would freeze himself to death in a little boat on the sea. But Hiccup didn't say that to his father. He knew that it would be useless. So now he was lying in his bed, wondering what the next day would be like. He knew that the last fishing trip wasn't that much of a happening, because they had enough for the village to survive the winter. But being a Viking-tribe, extra food was always welcome.

'All right, Bucket. The last fishing day. Let's get the biggest catch today!' Mulch said, hoping to motivate Bucket. Sometimes he could be such a burden because he wouldn't coöperate, but Mulch was sure Bucket would have a good time today, because Hiccup was coming with them. And Bucket liked Hiccup very much.

'I hope we get a lot of fish! I like fishes' Bucket said with a smile on his face.

'Well, come on then, Hiccup could be waiting for us already' Mulch responded.

'Hiccup is coming too?' Bucket asked excited.

'Yeah, did you forget? I told you yesterday.'

'Oh, I'm sorry Mulch.' Bucket looked down, ashamed that he forgot it.

'Don't apologize Bucket, it's nothing to worry' Mulch said while he waved his hand in a soothing gesture. Bucket smiled again and nodded.

'Now, let's go. There's some fish waiting for us' Mulch said, and they walked towards the docks.

'So, you're ready?' Astrid asked. She and Hiccup were already on the docks, their dragons behind them.

Hiccup turned around to look at Toothless. 'I guess not' he said. 'I mean, I am the weakest of all when it comes to muscles, and without Toothless...'

'Oh come on, you don't know that' Astrid said. 'You know what, I think you're going to be fine.

And so what that you aren't as strong as the others? you have something no one else has. You're able to think before handling. I know you can handle it.'

Hiccup looked at Astrid with a small smile. 'Thanks, Astrid.' It was then that his father arrived with Gobber, Bucket, Mulch and all the other men that were going to fish with them.

'I guess there's no turning back anymore' Hiccup said and he looked at the Vikings that were gathering in front of him.

'You're ready, son?' Stoick asked. Hiccup nodded, and after his dad had wished him good luck, he went into a boat with Mulch and Bucket.

Toothless wanted to come along, but Astrid prevented him from that.

'It'll be all right bud, trust me. I'll be back before you know it' Hiccup said, and then the sign for departure was given.

Hiccup looked back one more time. The island was slowly getting smaller with every row Bucket made. Bucket was humming a tune Hiccup didn't know, but he didn't really care either. Right now he had to focus on the task he was given. He and Mulch would hold the nets, where the fish would be caught in, in the water, and when enough fish were stuck, they had to pull it in. That was the worst part. Pulling the nets in was a really hard job. Count the fact that Hiccup didn't have much muscle with it, and it would be an almost impossible job if Mulch wasn't helping him.

After the nets were on the ship, the fish had to be released from it, and they would be put in the baskets they had with them. Bucket would be rowing all the time, because the change he would forget to hold the nets was pretty big.

They just pulled the nets in for the eleventh time, and the baskets were almost full. Hiccup was really tired. He was surprised he'd managed to pull the nets up this time. Al he wanted to do now was lay down and sleep. He didn't think he could move a muscle anymore.

Hiccup wiped the sweat from his forehead, and looked up. First he didn't notice it, but when he was about to start to put the fish into the baskets, he looked up again, realizing what he'd seen.

'Ehm, Mulch? I think we need to head back immediately' Hiccup said. Mulch looked up from the nets, and turned his gaze towards were Hiccup was looking. And he saw that Hiccup was right. Black clouds were covering the sky really fast, almost unnatural. Bucket saw it as well, and he quickly made the boat turn around. But they weren't fast enough. Soon, the wind began to blow heavily, and waves pushed the boat into various directions. The three Vikings had to grip the sides of the boat tightly to remain some balance. The nets and baskets were gliding over the bottom of the boat when the rain started to fall. Thunder could be heard, and Hiccup thought he could see Berk at the horizon.

'Over there!' he yelled, barely audible over the howling winds. Mulch and Bucket saw it as well, and Bucket tried to row towards it. But it was almost impossible, because the tides were pushing them back to where they came from.

Suddenly, a huge wave came out of nowhere, towering high above the three Vikings in the little boat.

'Oh no' Mulch said, but no one heard him. After one more second, the wave came crashing down, and they were thrown into the cold sea.

'Mulch! Hiccup! Help!' Bucket yelled. He was trying his hardest to stay afloat, but he didn't know anymore how to swim.

Mulch had heard Buckets desperate cries, and turned towards the sound.

'Bucket! Grab that piece of the boat almost in front of you. It'll keep you afloat! I'm coming!' he responded. Bucket looked around him, and saw what Mulch meant. The boat was destroyed by the force of the waves, and a big piece was floating in front of him. Bucket tried to get a hold of it as best as he could, but with one normal hand and a prosthetic hook, it was pretty hard.

Suddenly, Bucket realized something. Hiccup wasn't there.

'Hiccup! Where are you!?' he yelled. He looked around, but saw only waves, rain and Mulch, who was nearing him. Mulch had heard what Bucket said, and looked around as well. Realization hit him. There could be only one thing why Hiccup wasn't there.

Hiccup tried to swim up as best as he could, but his luck was against him. Again. When the waved hit the boat, the boat collapsed, and broke. But that wasn't all. Due to the collapsing, Hiccup's prosthetic became tangled within the nets, and now the nets were pulling him down. The nets were already heavy, but the fish were still stuck in it, so it was much harder for Hiccup to swim up. And he was already tired from the fishing. He pushed himself up and up and up, but he didn't get far. Not even a centimeter. The further Hiccup sank, the darker it became. Above him Hiccup could see a speck, and it was coming nearer. Hiccup knew what it was. He recognized the shape, and tried to swim towards it. He was surprised when he went up a little, but just then did Hiccup realize that he was exhausted. He didn't have any energy left, and his lungs were screaming for some oxygen. After a few seconds his reflexes took over, and Hiccup's lips opened, letting the water in. Hiccup wanted to cough, but that only made things worse. His vision became blurred, and blackness was creeping into his sight. He closed his eyes, and felt nothing.

I'm so sorry, Hiccup thought. Now Toothless can never fly with me again. I'm glad I repaired the automatic tail-fin, so that he will be free.

And I'm sorry for my dad, Gobber, Astrid and everyone else. I promised it would be okay. I guess it was all for nothing.

Mulch spotted Hiccup soon, and he became worried when he saw that he couldn't swim up towards surface. He swam down as fast as he could, but with one peg-leg and a hooked prosthetic, it was pretty difficult. But that didn't stop him. He wouldn't let the son of the chief die in such way. First of all, the boy was too young to die, and second, he really cared for him.

When Mulch had reached Hiccup, he could barely make out the features of his face, because of the darkness. Barely. He could see enough to see that Hiccup had closed his eyes, and wasn't struggling anymore. Mulch swam down a bit more, and saw the nets that were tangled around Hiccup's prosthetic leg. Mulch tried his hardest to release the leg from the nets fast, but became frustrated when he didn't succeed the first time. He mentally took a breath, and started again, this time successfully untangling the nets from the prosthetic. He grabbed Hiccup with his hooked-prosthetic, and swam back towards the surface. He could feel his lungs burning, but he didn't budge. Almost there, don't give up! Mulch thought.

When he finally broke the surface, he took a large amount of oxygen, and swam towards Bucket. He tried to keep Hiccup's head above the water, to make sure he didn't breathe some water in. Mulch knew he was lucky, that he was almost too late. But he was glad that he wasn't. He took a hold of the piece of the boat Bucket was holding as well, and decided that Hiccup could lie on it, due to his small size.

'Hiccup!' Bucket gasped when he saw the boy. The moment Hiccup was thrown on the wooden surface he started to cough. After his coughing fit was over, he remained unconscious. Bucket and Mulch looked at each other, and after they gave each other a reassuring nod, they tried to swim to the nearest island they could find.