Chapter 3 - You're not as scary as I thought

This will be told in Hiccup's point of view

"Just hold still!" I shouted at him as I bandaged the wounds around his stomach and torso. Both of us avoided eye contact with each other out of embarrassment. It's not like I haven't done this before but I didn't know him very well. What would I tell my dad? Oh I treated Jack Frost's wounds! You know; the spirit of winter that terrorized our world with harsh winters since forever...knowing him he'd laugh in my face. "Raise your arm" I told him as I wrapped an extra layer around his right arm. My eyes glanced from the bandages to his exposed skin. I couldn't help noticing how toned and somewhat built his body was compared to mine. His skin was pale and it kind of gave of a sort of...bluish tone like a freshly frozen body or something.

"Okay, what are you looking at?" I froze momentarily as he spoke. He hadn't said a word since he saw his own blood. I guess he doesn't like the sight of it but I was surprised he didn't bleed out a long time ago. "I-I was just looking at y-your body." Jack looked at me as if I was speaking in tongues. "In case you haven't noticed, you don't exactly look like you should be...you know...alive." I said for confirmation.

He shook his head and stood over me. I jumped a little in surprise. "You still haven't told me how you know who I am, how you can see me, or better yet, where you got the bandages from." I could tell the fun and games were over. His voice lost that playful tone it had yesterday night. "P-please don't hurt me!" I shouted out of instinct while I shielded my head from a blow I thought I'd receive. I peeked from behind my arms and turned my head to what Jack was looking at. Toothless was watching us only a few feet away. I smiled unconsciously at him. He's my only friend.

"Tell your friend to calm down, would ya?"

"He can understand you just fine. He just thought you were going to hurt me." I explained

"Oh...ok then" Jack turned around and sat in front of me. I looked at the scratched marks trying not to lose my lunch. I reached inside my satchel and pulled out a bottle of clear liquid, held inside by a small cork.

"Don't do anything, just watch, okay?"

I looked at him, confused for a second before I took a closer look at his back. I stood up and backed away at a speed I never thought was physically possible for me. "I-it's already healing!" There weren't even any scabs. I watched as the deep gashes filled themselves, muscle strands intertwining with each other before skin overlapped on top of them.

"Because you broke my staff. My powers are a little limited but I've learned from my mistakes." I was puzzled by what Jack meant but listened still "While you're up, can you bring it for me?"

I shook my head. "There's no need." I took the two pieces of the staff from my satchel. He looked at me with an eyebrow raised "It may look broken right now but I made a bunch of adjustments to it!" I stuck the two pieces together and they stayed in place as if it were never broken. I pulled the two apart again but instead of splitting in two, a thin but strong metal bar came between it as it elongated and stretched in size.

"Magic..." I heard him say in amazement

"More like science." I boasted

Jack gave off an annoyed look that was clearly directed towards me. I didn't care though. He had what he wanted and it was thanks to me that it was fixed.

"I could tell you weren't from around here as soon as I saw you yesterday...you're clothes and your overall appearance in general says it all." I raised an eyebrow. I kept my distance though.

In what seemed like super speed our noses were practically touching "I'm not sure where but..." He backed away "I think I've seen you somewhere before. You look really familiar."

I sighed "Look, I'm sorry but I really want to go home. My friend and I really need to go home!" My voice changed from desperate to aggressive. I never thought I had such a thing in me but when I looked into Jack's eyes I saw nothing but a confident smirk as he leaned on his shepherds crook. "What the hell is so funny?" I demanded. I was furious, tired and...And hungry.

"Viking! That's what you are!" He shouted at me as if he'd just won a game or something. For some reason my anger died down inside of me. What felt like a small candlelit flame that grew larger with each game he played was suddenly blown out. It's funny because I've hated games...ever since...that day. I can't put my finger on it but on a certain day I just hated them.

I regained my composure and took a breath "Well I wouldn't consider myself to be a Viking..." I shook my head clear of those thoughts. I was getting off topic with what I really had to focus on. "Just tell me how to get home."

"Well to be honest kiddo I really don't know how. You said you came here through a portal, right?" I nodded to Jack

"Well then I know exactly who to visit."

What he said had peaked my interest. I was desperate at this point and I wasn't in the mood for anymore games. I kept silent, implying him to go on.

"He lives up way up north and that little fur vest you're wearing doesn't look like it will keep you warm."

"I come from a place with harsh winters basically all year around. I can handle it."

Jack simply shrugged, walked towards Toothless and I. I flinched out of instinct again. I couldn't help it; it was just what I've heard of him that's stuck in my mind. He rolled his eyes and tapped the earth with his Shepherds crook. A flash of light blinded me and when I came too, I was assaulted by the unreasonably harsh clash of wind. I took a double take at my surroundings. We went from solid ground to the middle of a large wooden bridge that led straight to a monumental castle like structure with a design he had never seen before. Around us were more bridges going to hills and mountains with smaller structures. The lights that came from them made me curious and eager to step inside. I looked towards Jack who had his hoodie back on that was also free of blood stains. He looked at Toothless and I with a cocky smirk. "Sure you wanna go home so soon?"

End of Chapter 3

Give me any suggestions or reviews if you can. I'm trying to get Jack's character down. He's mostly a spirit of fun and playfulness while Hiccup on the other hand is shy, somewhat socially awkward(which I have yet to show), and can be serious too. I feel like I messed up a bit on trying to display Hiccup's desperate wanting to go home. Realistically, Hiccup would probably be way more freaked out.
In the next chapter, Hiccup's unnatural fear of Jack will be more...expressed? Anyway! Review with any suggestions on character improvement if it's an issue. Until next time ~