Dragon Friend (sequel to the dragon boy) Chapter 5 - Capture
frostcup fanfic

Authors note: back as always with the next one! Hope you like this bit of drama ^^ it was pretty fun making up the dragon insults ;-P anyway please let me know what you think of it- reviews mean an awful lot- and until tommorow I'll leave you with this chapter^^

'So what's the plan, genius.' Jack asked, even the idea of having anything to do with the trappers, that caught him earlier, put him in a foul mood.

They were scanning the ocean, having reached their old destroyed camp, only to discover they'd left. Long runs carved into the sand told them they'd left on boats, hence why they were flying across the endless expanse of ocean, looking for them.

'We find the trappers, and get captured. That way they'll lead us straight to Drago.' Hiccup explained, from the back of his Night Fury.
'Get captured! That's a stupid idea. We can just follow them from up here.' He protested.
'No. If we let them take us to Drago, unarmed, we can show him we mean him no harm, and we don't pose him any danger. That way he'll be more likely to listen.' Hiccup reasoned.
'Not a good enough reason to get netted, bound and taken to the leader of those rot-scaled idiots.' Jack grumbled, Hiccup sighed.
'If we try to follow them, and sneak in, it won't work. Something will go wrong, and well end up "netted and bound" anyway. Only this time we'd look like spies, so he'd be more likely to kill us.' Hiccup told him, thinking that if he gave further reasoning behind his idea, Jack might agree to it.

He was wrong.
'I'm not getting tied, and caged, by those lack winged fools." He said, stubbornly.
'Look, if you don't want to come you, don't have to .' Hiccup offered, Jack snorted.
'Yeah, right. Like I'm gonna leave you to face chief lunatic on your own.'
'I'm not entirely helpless, you know.' Hiccup retorted- was that how he still saw him? A weak, little Viking, that couldn't do anything on his own.

'Oh no, silly me, you're Mr big chief, with your fancy Night Fury. Who needs a silly Sky Dragon?' Jack ranted. Hiccup glared at him- really? Now? This was not the time. His people were on the verge of war. Perhaps that didn't mean too much to a dragon, but that village was everything to him.
'You think I don't care about them too!' Jack raged. He'd forgotten he could read his mind, but suddenly found he didn't care. He was just angry- was nothing he thought private?

'I would happily die for any one of those Vikings, and you know it.' Jack reminded him, bitterly, as he had almost done just that before now.
'So why don't you stop acting like a whining baby, and help me find the trappers.' Hiccup said, struggling to keep his anger down.
'I'm not getting captured by those flat-teethed, clawless, half-walkers and that is final!' He practically shouted down their bond.

'You really don't like them much, do you?" Hiccup pointed out.
'Yeah, tell you what- let's go and get captured. Then I can throw a net over your head, and see how you like it!" He suggested, angrily.

Hiccup threw his arms up in frustration.
"Well, if that's the way you feel, then why don't you go fly off to some cosy snowy island, then?" Hiccup asked.
'I'm not going anywhere.' Jack said, stubbornly.

Both of them were suddenly finding themselves at opposite sides of a broadening fissure.

Hiccup on one side, wondering how Jack could be so selfish as to risk the lives of his entire village, because he didn't want to do something.

Whereas, Jack was wondering how Hiccup could make him do such a thing, when there was such an obviously better alternative.

They were now both venting their stress, and worry, at the looming threat of war at each other, and Hiccup had finally had enough.

"I don't need you, you stupid reptile! Why don't you just go away, and go searching for your precious non-existant Sky Dragons- and let me sort out this problem with the village, like I always do!" He yelled.

He didn't know where the words were coming from. Little bits of minor complaints that never really bothered him before. The fact that he seemed to think he couldn't do anything without him. The fact that he left him, every year, to search for friends that weren't there. How he left him to struggle through all the problems he'd faced year after year, alone. All of that seemed to roll together into one big slab of anger.

Perhaps Hiccup should have felt terrible for saying those things, but he was too angry to care. Too angry to see the hurt that appeared in his friend's eyes, as he stopped, heartbroken, in midair.
'Fine! -And when you're all trapped in front of this Drago madman, and he's about to kill you- don't look at me for help! Just go and save your stupid people! Not as if you ever needed me, anyway." Jack said, getting progressively sadder and sadder as he spoke.

He turned, and beat heavy wings away from him, as Hiccup seethed. He'd seen the grief he'd caused him, but he wasn't about to let himself be guilt tripped into getting rid of his anger. He had every right to be angry!

He noticed an emerald green, catlike eye was glaring at him.
"What?!" He snapped at it, angrily. Toothless stopped in the air- he'd watched the whole thing progress, and knew it was just stress talking. Neither of them actually cared about any those things- they didn't mean any of it. Hiccup would always need Jack, and Jack would always be there for him- they were just being stupid.

Humans- the black dragon thought- always as unwilling to budge, as the rocks they lived on, and it seems it extends to part human dragons too.

He glared at his rider. He knew he still cared about his friend- he was just being annoyingly stubborn. Hiccup glared back.
"What? It's not my fault! He's being impossible!" Toothless tilted his head, sceptically, eyes softening a little, and, suddenly, Hiccup felt the sadness he'd caused his best friend.

The Sky Dragon felt terrible- worse, perhaps, than the time he had revealed his true dragon nature to Hiccup, and thought the young viking had hated him for it. Jack had been through more than he could ever imagine, how could have said all of that to him? He didn't mean it. Not really. He guessed he'd forgotten how much he meant to the Sky Dragon- he was, almost literally, all he had. Oh gods, what had he done?

Toothless saw the shock, and guilt appear on his face. He motioned, with his head, in the direction Jack had gone, and- though they weren't bonded in the way as Hiccup was with Jack, theirs was a bond that transcended words. He found he understood the Night Fury anyway.
"Go talk to him. Sort things out." He was saying.

Hiccup sighed, and rotated his foot, to enable Toothless to turn around. The dragon rumbled deep in his throat, satisfied with the response as, together, they went to follow their friend. Then, quite suddenly, Hiccup wasn't in the saddle anymore.

He found himself dangling in the talons of a much larger, and stronger, dragon than Toothless.

His Night Fury roared in alarm, as he watched his rider getting carried off. But more than that, without him to operate his tail, he began to fall!
"Toothless!" Hiccup called out, as he watched his loyal friend falling... down and down, out of sight through the thick layer of clouds.

Looking round, he saw many other dragons, like the one carrying him, flying in formation around him. What was going on? Wild dragons didn't perform organised raids, and attacks!

Then he noticed something. On the biggest, front most, dragon, there stood a masked figure. Hiccup suddenly had a horrible suspicion he knew who it was.

A dragon army...

Drago Bloodfist had him captured.