Sorry for the last chapter being so… rushed. I know it was, but I honestly had NO IDEAS for filling up the time between the training and the capture. Sorry again.

Race to the Edge is coming guys. SEASON 4 IS ALMOST HERE!

Enjoy Chapter 4!

Hiccup coughed, choking on the water that was gushing out his mouth. He inhaled sharply, his lungs gasping in relief at finally being able to get some air. Hiccup just lay there, his mind focused solely on breathing, and giving his lungs the air they'd been deprived of.

After several moments, he opened his eyes to see where he was. He was greeted by the sight of a wooden wall, with no windows. Hiccup began pushing himself into a sitting position, pausing when he noticed how heavy his right leg was. He looked down, noticing in disappointment and fear, that he was chained to the wall, a large metal shackle wrapped around his ankle. At least they hadn't taken away his metal leg. Hiccup supposed that was a plus.

But who was they? Who had taken him prisoner?

AND TOOTHLESS!? Where was Toothless? Was he okay? So many questions ran through Hiccup's head, it began to ache painfully.

Hiccup looked about, realizing he was contained inside a wooden room, with one wall that had a large metal door blocking the entrance. The door had a little tiny window on it, but that was the only hole in the entire room.

Hiccup then noticed how the floor was rocking ever so slightly. He must be on a ship of some kind.

Hiccup gripped onto the wall as he stood up, one hand reaching up to grip his aching skull as he stumbled on his feet. The floor rocked, almost sending Hiccup sprawling to the floor once more. But he caught himself, holding himself steady.

There were the sounds of footsteps above, and Hiccup paused to listen. The footsteps soon faded, although distant voices were heard. Hiccup tried to make out what they were saying, but the wood between them blocked him from doing so.

Hiccup coughed again, his throat raw and scratchy from the amount of salt water he'd chugged down during his little swim. Well, at least he was clean now, Hiccup thought ryely.

He really wanted a drink of water. He couldn't remember ever being so thirsty then he felt right then. His throat practically begged for it, and just thinking about it made it hurt more. Hiccup leaned against the wall heavily, his legs feeling like straw. Then, his left leg went out on him, and he slumped to the floor again.

He leaned his head back against the wall, thinking he'd just rest for a few moments before trying to free himself from the shackle on his ankle, but before he knew it, his eyes had closed, and he was asleep.

A sharp clang was what brought Hiccup back into awareness. He lifted his head with difficulty, hating how swimmy his vision was and how dizzy he felt. He swallowed thickly, again wishing he had some water.

"Wake up!" A harsh voice shouted. There was a loud creak, jolting Hiccup's conscious back into full wakefulness. He blinked, trying to clear his vision. Finally, it came into focus, and he saw a large beefy man standing in the door way. He held a large ring of keys in one hand, while in the other he held a jagged, deadly looking sword.

Hiccup blinked drowsily at the man, "Whuh?" He slurred, hating how raspy and unclear his voice was.

"Wake up! The Chief wants to talk to you."

The man walked over to the ring where the chain from Hiccup's leg was clasped. He stuck the key into the lock, unlocking it with a click. Hiccup wondered why he didn't just unshackle him, but was too out of it to ask.

"Get up." The man said, giving Hiccup a harsh nudge. Hiccup flinched, then began dragging himself to his feet, glad that his mind seemed to be clearing a bit with the movement.

The man pushed him forward, making Hiccup stumble at the weight of the chains still attached to his ankle. Was he expected to walk with that thing trailing behind him? Not to mention, Hiccup's other leg was half metal, which made walking already that much harder, without adding a heavy chain to it as well.

Hiccup shook his ankle, looking up at the man, "I can't walk with this thing-"

"Chief's orders." The man replied shortly, giving Hiccup another push. Hiccup stumbled out the door, the chain clanking behind him. The man followed, grabbing Hiccup's shoulder and pushing him along.

Hiccup's hands fumbled as he tried to find his knife. But it wasn't in its scabbard like it should be, and Hiccup supposed that these… whoever… had taken his weapons. Well, most of them anyways.

He still had his leg.

Hiccup stopped sharply, jabbing his prosthetic onto the man's boot. The man reeled back with a howl of pain.

Hiccup reached out and grabbed the keys from the man's hands. He leaned down, fumbling through them to try and find the right one.

"No, you don't, you runt!" the soldier growled, snatching the keys away while pushing Hiccup to the ground at the same time. The man hastily stuck the keys on a nail in the wall, turning back to pull Hiccup to his feet.

"Try anything like that again, and you won't live to regret it!" The man hissed. Hiccup glared at him as he was shoved along once more, leaving the keys behind.

That had been his chance, and now it was gone. There was no way he could escape now. If he tried to escape by swimming, he'd drown immediately with that heavy chain on his ankle.

The man stopped before a wooden door. He gave a quick knock before opening it, shoving Hiccup inside.

"Well, hello there, Dragon Trainer." A gravely sounding voice came from behind a large desk. The large man seated there, lifted his head, grinning evilly at Hiccup. Hiccup gulped nervously, not sure what was going to happen. Dragon Trainer. If he called him by that name, it must mean he had something planned for Hiccup which involved training dragons.

And that couldn't be good.

The man gestured towards a chair across from the desk. "Have a seat. Lares, help him, and make sure he can't try and take off on us."

The man- Lares- gripped Hiccup's shoulder tightly, limping slightly as he led him to the chair. He pushed Hiccup into it, then clipping the end of his chain into a metal loop on the floor. Hiccup was trapped again. He had no escape from this room. Or from the chair for that matter. He shook his foot, trying to loosen it somehow. But it was stuck tight, he couldn't budge it.

"Something wrong with you leg, Lares?" the large man asked, his voice anything but caring. It was more of a threat, as though daring Lares to have something wrong with him.

Lares gestured angrily at Hiccup. "That brat jabbed my foot with his prosthetic. I think he broke some of my toes." He added, looking down at his foot almost tenderly.

Hiccup redirected his gaze to the man- who he presumed was the Chief- who was glaring at him harshly.

"Try any of that and I'll take your leg away." He growled, almost animal like. Hiccup stared back angrily, trying to find some snappy comeback.

"Taking the metal leg from the one-legged boy. That's low." Hiccup answered sarcastically. "Seriously, where do you think I'm going to go? We're in the middle of the ocean."

The man continued to glare at him before answering, "I've heard you have a way of escaping, even in the most impossible situations."

Hiccup paused, wondering where the man could've heard that. "And how would you know that?" he asked.

"From a good friend of mine- or should I say used to be a good friend. We're enemies- now that I've taken you I suppose." The man leaned back in his chair, folding his hands over his chest. "Remember Alvin the Treacherous?"

Alvin the Treacherous. So, Alvin had been buddies with this guys? Was this guy as bad as Alvin had been… or even worse?

"Who are you?" Hiccup finally asked.

"I'm called Munga the Worst." The man replied, grinning that evil grin again, sending chills running up and down Hiccup's spine. "And they don't call me that for nothing."

…

Astrid walked into the Forge late afternoon, wondering what Hiccup was working on now. She'd been searching for him all day after their lesson, but she couldn't find him anywhere. So, she presumed he was at the Forge, creating some knew funky creation that only Hiccup could think up.

Astrid first noticed Gobber, who was bending over a sword, pounding it with his heavy hammer. Astrid immediately began sweating from the intense heat that had built up inside the building. She wondered for what felt like the hundredth time how Hiccup had stood working in the Forge every day for hours.

"Hey, Gobber!" Astrid greeted, walking over to the older man. The blacksmith looked up, smiling brightly when he saw her.

"Oh, hi Astrid! If yer lookin' for Hiccup, he isn't here. Haven't seen him all day." Gobber turned back to the sword, resuming his pounding.

Astrid didn't hesitate to take her leave. Gobber was busy, and it was roasting hot inside. So, she returned to the outdoors, sighing in relief at the feeling of the cool fresh air.

Stormfly squawked when she saw her rider return so quickly, having expected the girl to stay for a while to talk to Hiccup. But Astrid just patted Stormfly's nose, her brow creased in worry.

"I wonder where he could be." She mused to herself as she climbed on. She'd searched everywhere, even the cove. But he was nowhere to be found.

"Hey! Have you seen Hiccup?" Ruffnut shouted, racing up to Astrid and Stormfly. Tuffnut wasn't far behind, gasping heavily when they stopped.

Astrid shook her head, eyeing them in confusion and concern. "Why, what is it? Is Hookfang out of control again?" that would be just peachy. An angry dragon and the dragon trainer nowhere to be found. Just great.

Tuffnut shook his head, still breathing heavily. "It's Toothless." He gasped, pointing behind him. Astrid's heart stopped, and her worry grew. "Mulch and Bucket found him while they were out fishing-"

Astrid leaned forward, her voice hinting panic, "Why are you looking for Hiccup? If Toothless was out in the middle of the ocean…"

Ruffnut interrupted, "We know! That's why we're looking for him! Hiccup wasn't with Toothless, and Mulch and Bucket looked around and didn't see him anywhere. It looked like Toothless had been sitting in the water for a long time. Stoick's going to-" but Astrid was already gone, heading in the direction of the docks where Tuffnut had pointed. Her heart was pounding heavily in her ears, and she could hear her heavy breathing. Something was wrong. Something was terribly wrong.

Hiccup had been gone almost all day. Toothless is found in the middle of the ocean, without a rider. Astrid couldn't find Hiccup anywhere. What was going on here?

She landed before Stoick, who immediately raced towards her. "Astrid!" Stoick exclaimed, watching her climb down. "Have you seen Hiccup? Toothless was-"

"I know, the twins told me." Astrid replied breathlessly. "Where is he?"

Stoick began walking towards one of the ships stopped by the dock. Astrid walked beside him, leaving Stormfly to stand on the shore.

"He's in here. Gothi's taking a look at him. He's still unconscious…"

"But alive?" Astrid asked, her voice higher pitched then what she would've liked it to be. She turned to look at the Chief, her eyes wide in concern.

"Yes. But he took in a lot of water." Stoick's voice was also concerned, although Astrid knew it was directed more towards Hiccup then Toothless. He knew Toothless was okay, but he had no idea where Hiccup even was, much less if he was okay.

Astrid climbed into the boat, walking over towards the large dragon lying on the floor. She knelt down beside him, patting his head gently before looking at the saddle. It was empty, but then Astrid noticed something.

She reached out and gripped the slightly yellow parchment that was tied to the loops where Hiccup's flight suit strapped on. She hastily unrolled it, standing up to go and show Stoick. She scanned through, shouting his name when she realized what it read.

"STOICK!" she shouted. Stoick immediately jumped into the boat, rushing over to her. Astrid then noticed how the other riders had arrived at the docks, all looking confused or worried. She ignored them, turning to Stoick instead.

"Look at this." She handed the note to him with shaking hands. Now her concern had sky rocketed, and she was beginning to feel sorry that she hadn't kept Hiccup in training longer. Then maybe she could've prevented this. Then Hiccup wouldn't've gone on a flight and gotten captured…

Stoick began reading it out loud, although Astrid wished he wouldn't. She didn't want to hear the horrid words again.

Stoick of Berk,

I have your son, and he will be killed if you do not follow these directions precisely. Come with all of Berks gold, and an exchange will be made. Berk's wealth and the whole of Berk, for the return of your son. Hiccup is dead if you do not come to my island in one week. One week, and if you do not arrive, Hiccup will be killed.

Go to Outcast island, and head directly North. Our island will be the first one you see.

Remember, I have your son, and I will not hesitate to kill him.

Munga the Worst.

Hmmmmmmmmmmm….?

Can I count this as a Cliffhanger?

Yeah, I think I will, just because I LOVE cliffhangers. :D

At least, I like writing them, not exactly reading them. So, sorry, guys. :D

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