Hiccup woke up again, though now it was the natural way for it was morning. The sunlight entering his window made it clear that he overslept, so without losing another minute, he rushed out of bed, put on his armor he left on the floor and walked out of his hut, Toothless by his side.

The sun was up high in the clear blue sky, obviously telling him he had missed breakfast, probably even lunch.

''How could've I slept that long..?'' he wondered, receiving a growl from Toothless behind.

The memory about last night came back to him and remembered what was happening to him. But even though he should take it more seriously, he pushed it aside and walked up to the Club House, where everybody was.

They looked all quite busy while Hiccup and Toothless walked in, and he could only assume Astrid had given them tasks while he was still resting.

''Oh thank Loki you're here..!'' Tuffnut cried out, collapsing on his knees in front of Hiccup. ''You won't believe what Astrid forced us to do all morning!''

Hiccup looked down and up to Astrid, who had her arms crossed, smiling smugly. He knew they did something and could only guess it wasn't something Astrid liked.

''They tried to prank you while you were sleeping. So I made them clean around a little,'' she let him know, gesturing at Snotlout and the twins. Fishlegs wasn't on that side, for they all knew he, of all people would never help those muttonheads prank Hiccup. ''Tuff, get back to work.'' she ordered, pointing where he should be right now.

Hiccup's arm suddenly began to ache again, and gave a small gasp to hold back the cry. It wasn't as bad as earlier, but still hurt badly. He clawed it with his right arm, hoping Astrid didn't noticed what was going on, but too late, she already knew something was wrong just by the look in his face. She could clearly tell he was in pain.

''Hiccup?'' she asked, ''Arm okay?''

''I'm fine,'' he replied, gasping for a second time, clawing his arm harder.

''You're everything but fine, tell me what's going on?'' she insisted.

His feet were giving up on him now and soon he wouldn't be standing up anymore. Astrid hurried to grab him before he even let go and held him straight with Toothless' help. He was suddenly all limp and sweaty and seemed to be about to pass out anytime now.

''Toothless, get him back to bed, I'll be with you guys in a minute.'' she told him, and Toothless swooped between his rider's legs to pick him up on his back and bring him back to his hut.

''What's up with him?'' Fishlegs asked from behind her.

''I don't know,'' she admitted, ''he wasn't looking so great earlier either...''

Hiccup made his own way upstairs after Toothless allowed him to hop off and walk by himself. The dragon still watched out for him, placing himself close behind his rider in case he happened to lose balance and fall back.

Once upstairs, Hiccup sat on his bed, exhausted even though he just woke up fifteen minutes ago. He didn't plan on revealing the secret to Astrid or anyone else, but that plan was ruined when she came in when he was taking off his tunic to take another look himself.

''Are you gonna tell me what's going on?'' she asked, arms crossed, standing at the entrance of the room.

''Tell you what?'' he asked, still pretending he was fine.

''I saw that nasty gash on your arm.'' she let him know, gesturing with the move of her head to his arm. ''Let me see.''

Hiccup hesitated in showing it to her, afraid it might scare her. But he trusted her and took off his tunic once again, revealing the horrible cut with the purple veins around it.

One look at it and she inhaled sharply as if she was the one in pain. She didn't know what it was but she knew Fishlegs might possibly have some information on this kind of things.

Fishlegs was asked to come; hopefully he had books about this. Hiccup showed his arm to help him figure out what it was.

''What is that?'' Astrid asked at last, so concerned she had forgot to ask.

''It's poison...'' Hiccup informed her, breathing out shakily, pain settling itself in his arm once again. It may have been his imagination, but the veins seemed to climb longer under his skin every passing minute.

''You knew..?''

''No,''

''Well then if you think that's poison, then there must be a cure, right?'' she tried, looking back at Fishlegs who had his nose in his books.

''Most of poisons do have cures...'' Fishlegs said, ''But some... are impossible to escape.''

''Well what kind of horrible poison would do that?'' she asked, gesturing to the gash.

''It's called – uh...'' he began, reading what was marked in the book. ''No name.''

''Oh, how original... a poison named No Name.'' she snapped.

''No this poison simply doesn't have a name. Probably because it's so feared.''

''That's new. Since when don't you name the things you're afraid of?''

''Guys, focus please, getting another undesirable feeling in my arm climbing up to my chest...'' Hiccup let them know, sitting on the chair of his desk, eyes close almost falling asleep.

''Look,'' Fishlegs showed the page on which had information matching Hiccup's state perfectly. ''Says here that this remarkable and unique poison comes from the juice from a dark blue flower that grows in the wildest spaces up north.''

''What else does it say?'' Astrid asked, for the book was written in another language she wasn't able to read. Fortunately, Fishlegs was. ''Anything about a cure or something that may prevent the poison from working or reverse its effects?''

''There's nothing else about it in here. No cures. No antidotes.''

''Still. Doesn't mean there are none,'' she said, and turned to her exhausted friend, his temperature rising at great deal. ''Don't worry Hiccup, we'll find the cure. But first, you must tell me. Who did this to you?''

Hiccup cracked his eyes opened, breathing in deeply and closing them back.

''If I told you, you wouldn't go after it, but more after the one who caused this.'' he said, resting back against the back of the chair, biting his lips at the growing pain in his arm.

''Look, this is a question of life or death.'' she said, ''Yours by the way. So if you wanna live, you might as well shoot it soon.''

Hiccup took his time, thinking things through about what choice he should make. But it's hard to think when you're ill, and have that much pressure coming from Astrid. He inhaled deeply and breathed the name of the one who put that poison in him.

''Viggo.''