Jack
Three bodies. That was a good way to start the day. Jack slowly came forward to study the bodies. The most obvious body would have to be a girl in a light pink dress, who was set apart from the other two. Her face was chubby, and she had huge eyes. Her most distinguishing quality however, would have to be her long, long golden blond hair. It fell from the top of her head so that it seemed to be a cocoon. The rest of the tangled mess was in a big pile below her feet.
The other two figures were side by side. One, another girl, had hair that reminded Jack of a lion's mane, but orange and curly. She wore a blue dress with gold trim. Her face was skinny, with a small nose and mouth, but with huge eyes, even bigger than the blonde's.
The third was a male. Tall, choppy brown hair with little braids in the back. He had a little scar on his chin. Even with his eyes closed, Jack could tell that he was looking at a lady's man. What stood out the most was a metal crowbar looking thing where the guy's left leg should've been.
Wanting to take a closer look at the leg replacement, Jack leaned forward to see if he could poke it. Before he could touch, the brown haired guy's eyes flew open. He reached for his belt and, just by pressing a button, fire flew straight at Jack.
Hiccup
Hiccup stood over the white haired kid whom he had woken up to. The guy was staring at him, looking terrified. That at least gave him some satisfaction. With one glance around, Hiccup saw that his best friend wasn't anywhere. Stomping forward, he yelled at the kid.
"Who are you? Where are we? Where is my dragon?"
He watched the kid's expression turn from fear, to shock, to being nervous.
"Whoa, Crowbar." The kid said picking up his staff that looked a lot like a Shepard's crook. With shock Hiccup realized the boy was addressing him. "I don't mean any harm." After a pause, the boy grinned and said "Did you just say dragon?"
"Yes I said dragon! Now answer my questions!"
"Okay, okay. Don't get your braids all knotted up. My name is Jack. As for where we are." Jack paused and looked around. "Well, I was hoping you would know. Now that I answered your questions, answer mine. Who are you? How old are you?"
Hiccup didn't know why his age was important, but he shrugged it off. "Name's Hiccup." (Jack held in a giggle.) "I'm 20"
That shut Jack right up. Jack stuttered, "20? Lucky if 16 years see." He looked over Hiccup with new interest.
"So what?" Hiccup asked. Then he stopped himself. "Know what? Never mind. We have to find a way to get out of here."
Before Jack could say anything, the boys were interrupted by an ear splitting screech.