It was well after dark by the time Frank saw the familiar imposing statues in Berk's bay as he flew over the island.

Alvin was grinning, straddling his back. Frank trained his dragon eyes on the village nervously. If his plan backfired, it would all go up in smoke.

"Okay, laddie" Alvin snarled. "This is your big chance to get back inta me good graces. Order the attack."

Frank shot him as dirty a look as a dragon could, turned his head with a snort and roared.

People in the houses below began to come out to see what was going on. Some were raising the alarm. Some were getting weapons and armor.

He couldn't see his friends, though the dragons almost drove them from his mind.

At his command the fleet of dragons carrying Outcasts warriors stopped, growled defiantly and calmly shook their riders over the edge.

Some of the men fell into the sea but some fell into town, relatively unhurt.

Uh oh...not the best idea

"Wha's going on, lad?" Alvin yelled. "Ye've betrayed us?"

Frank grunted and dive bombed for land, crashing into the center of town.

Alvin was dazed and injured but Frank was back to human, healthier than ever.

"Duh." He said and struck Alvin square between the eyes. Alvin fell listlessly to the ground

Shaking his wrist, he tried to think. The Outcasts were beginning to recover. The dragons were trying to fight their riders but they only succeeded in burning a few houses down.

Frank began to run wildly through the chaos to the first place he could think to find his friends: Hiccup's house.

He dodged a burning beam, picked up a fallen sword and fended off an Outcast with it as he made his way through town.

As soon as he burst through the door he heard the moaning.

Hiccup was lying on some blankets in the main room, clutching his stomach, his father, friends, and the crew of the Argo hovering over him. Stoic was wiping his brow while Astrid held his hand.

They all looked up and there was almost a collective cry of "Frank!"

Hazel rushed over and for the second time, kissed him without caring who was watching.

"How did you get away?" she breathed finally.

"Plan worked." he explained laconically. "Too well. The Outcasts are on the island. The dragons and the villagers are fighting them but we need to help."

"Great, but trouble is" Leo said, obviously trying not to look at Hazel still in Frank's arms "Hiccup's still hurt and there's no time for him to heal."

Frank thought for a second.

"...What if..." he said tentatively "What if we gave him ambrosia?"

"Frank, that would kill him." Annabeth pointed out.

"No..."Hiccup croaked. Everyone looked at him.

"No..." he said again. "There's a legend...Berk founded by gods...their descendants...living there...maybe true...please try..."

"You think...you think you guys have immortal blood?" Percy asked.

"Hiccup, that's insane!" Astrid protested. "And if you're wrong, you'll die."

"Try..."

Percy looked at Annabeth and she nodded.

He took a package from his pocket and broke off a piece of bread-like food.

"Here, man" he said. "Hope this works."

Hiccup chewed with effort. For a minute they couldn't tell if it worked. He continued to chew with his eyes screwed up.

Suddenly he sat up, grinning madly.

Everyone cheered and Astrid hugged him fiercely.

"Phew, can't believe that worked." Frank muttered, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

"Me neither" Hiccup laughed, pushing himself to his feet. "Now it's our turn."

A/N: good lord, I'm slow with this story. Well, the story is almost over, and I hope you enjoy it and thank you for reading/reviewing/ect.!