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CHAPTER 5 is here! Enjoy!
Hiccup glared at Munga, wondering why on earth this man wanted him. To train dragons? Revenge on Alvin? No, that couldn't be it. If Munga wanted revenge on Stoick, then this would make more sense. But this man didn't appear to want him for any apparent reason. Hiccup couldn't figure it out.
Munga was about to say more when there was a large amount of shouting coming from the deck. Munga looked up, a slow smile showing on his face. He looked at Hiccup, the smile growing.
"Why, we're home already." He chuckled, "Guess you'll be getting to work sooner than I thought."
Hiccup was still confused. "Work?" he asked, just because he was curious. The word "work" didn't really describe why he'd been captured, or what he'd be doing.
Munga nodded, "Work. Training my dragons, Hiccup. That is why I captured you." The man continued. Hiccup flinched slightly as the man used his name, wondering how he knew it. Bad Alvin told him?
Hiccup's mind suddenly switched back to Toothless. His heart began pumping quickly and he hurried to ask, "Where's Toothless? What have you done to him?"
Munga shrugged. "When we pulled you in, the dragon was already dead. We left him there- as a sign to your fellow Berkians."
Hiccup's mind screeched to a complete halt. Wait, Toothless was… dead?
Hiccup just sat there, completely frozen as the news sunk in. Toothless was… gone. Toothless couldn't be… no. Toothless couldn't be dead!
"No." Hiccup whispered hoarsely. "No… you couldn't…"
Munga laughed, "Yes. Your beloved Night Fury, is dead, Hiccup."
Hiccup stared at the ground, not able to move. Unable to do anything but focus on the one thing that his mind was solely focused on.
Toothless was gone… forever.
He'd never fly again, Hiccup would never see him again. He'd never talk to him again. He'd never do anything with his best friend ever again.
Toothless was gone. Toothless was gone. Toothless was dead.
"NO!" Hiccup shouted at Munga angrily, pulling at the chain that held him captive. "I will-" Hiccup started, but Munga reached gripped his arm tightly, making him stop speaking all together as he whined in pain. Munga tightened his hold, digging his fingers into Hiccup's arm.
"You, will never raise your voice to me." Munga whispered harshly. "If you do, you'll pay the consequences." He released Hiccup's arm, then stepped back to lean against the heavy desk. He stared at Hiccup long and hard before continuing, "I am not like Alvin- or Dagur. I'm not going to put up with any of your… snippy remarks or insults."
Hiccup glared at him, his arm still stinging and numb from where he'd gripped it. Right now, all he could think was that this man had killed Toothless, and he was going to pay for that dearly.
This man was going to DIE.
How, Hiccup wasn't sure. But he was going to make certain he paid for what he'd done. Toothless…
Hiccup choked on the sob that rose in his throat. He couldn't… no, he wouldn't cry. He wouldn't show weakness in front of Munga. Never. No…
But it was too late. The tears were slipping down his cheeks against his will. He coughed, trying to keep from sobbing. But his chest tightened more, the sadness taking over his being.
Munga stared at him, chuckling yet again. "Maybe you're not as strong as I was told you were." He said harshly. "I heard you were this brave Dragon Trainer. Unbreakable. Well, too bad none of them learned your true weakness." The man leaned forward, his voice low and menacing. "You're to strong in your friendship, Hiccup. Friends…" Munga shook his head, "they're liars. Pretending to be-"
Hiccup kicked out with his prosthetic- and would've used his other foot as well had it not been chained to the floor. He made contact with Munga's thigh, hitting it hard with the spikes of his metal foot. Munga howled in pain, gripping his leg tightly. Hiccup saw a small red stain appear on the man's dirty trousers, and he mentally thanked Astrid for the tip she'd given him. His leg really could be used as a weapon.
Hiccup kicked the man again. No way could Munga just insult Toothless and his friends. No- he wouldn't just sit there and let that happen. Never. Not in a million years would he let that happen.
He didn't prevent Toothless from being killed, but the least he could do was protect his memories of him.
Munga launched forward, grabbing onto Hiccup's left leg tightly. Hiccup struggled against his hold, trying to punch him with his free hands. Munga, with his free hand, grabbed both his wrists and twisted them, making Hiccup squeeze his eyes shut in pain. If he twisted his hands much further…
Munga released his hold on Hiccup's hands, then he began to unstrap Hiccup's prosthetic. Hiccup struggled, trying to keep him from doing so. Without it, he couldn't walk at all.
He might've just ruined whatever chances of escape he had.
Munga picked up his prosthetic, then dropped it on his desk with a thud. He turned back to Hiccup, his glare hateful and menacing. "I warned you." He hissed. "Not to do anything like that again. I'm a man of my word, and I will do what I proposed to."
Hiccup glared back, "And I'm not going to sit here and do nothing while you insult my friends and… and Toothless." He added a bit shakily, but he forced himself to not break down again. He would not cry.
Munga didn't blink, just continued to stare right into Hiccup's eyes. "You will have to get used to that while you're here." He said simply. "You are my prisoner, and I will harm you if you do not listen to my orders. Order number one: keep your snappy trap shut and listen to what I say."
Hiccup shook his head. "No." he replied simply. "I'm never listening to you. Even if you do hurt me." He added when Munga lifted a fist as though to strike him. He was happy with how firm his tone was, but at the moment, that was about all he could be happy about. Everything else was a disaster of unhappiness.
Munga paused for a second, they he brought his fist down, punching Hiccup in the stomach. Hiccup doubled over in his seat, his arms wrapping around his stomach as he squeezed his eyes shut in pain.
"Hopefully that'll remind you what I said." Munga said angrily. He paused when more shouts were heard above, then the ship gave a sharp lurch.
"We're home." Munga said simply. He walked to the door, leaving Hiccup alone for a few moments in the room. Hiccup looked up, his arms still wrapped tightly around his stomach. His eyes went to his prosthetic that was still on the desk, and he eyed it angrily. He took a deep, yet shaky, breath before leaning forward and reaching for his prosthetic. His fingers could touch it, but he couldn't actually grip onto it.
"Come on." Hiccup whispered, leaning as far forward as possible. Finally, his hand wrapped around it, and he snatched it off the desk and began strapping it on.
Then he turned and focused on his right leg that was shackled. He tugged on the chain, hoping to loosen it some. But it was stuck tight.
Hiccup tugged at the shackle around his ankle, wondering if he could slip it off if he pulled his boot off. He wiggled his foot around, until it slipped free of the shackle. He almost shouted out in joy and relief, but caught himself just in time before doing so.
He pulled his boot out from the shackle and slipped it back on his foot. Then he stood up hesitantly, wondering what to do now.
Hiccup turned to the desk, going through the drawers in search of a weapons. Finally, he found a knife, and decided it was better than nothing. He shut all the drawers carefully, then slipped the knife in its scabbard at his belt.
He pulled the dagger out, walking slowly towards the door. He opened it just a crack and peaked out.
The hall was empty, although there were some stairs/ladder leading up to the deck of the ship, where Hiccup could hear voices and see shadows as they walked about. It was beginning to grow dark outside, so he figured he'd been on the ship for almost the entire day.
Hiccup opened the door wider, then stepped out, jumping almost sky high when a low voice said behind him, "Going somewhere?"
Hiccup whirled around, holding out the dagger defensively. Lares stepped out of the shadows, armed with his jagged sword. "Come on kid, or you'll get hurt. Chief's permission too. On second hand, why don't you try running, so I can do a bit of damage to you?"
Hiccup took his chance and raced towards the stairs, but only made it up the first few steps before pain burst out in his right leg, causing him to trip and fall against the stairs with a moan of pain.
"Hee hee." Lares chuckled. "So, thought you could get away, did you squirt?"
Hiccup was in too much pain to care what he said. His entire leg felt like it was on fire, to the point where he wasn't even sure where the pain was coming from anymore. All he knew was that his leg was hurt- and pretty badly too.
Lares nudged his left leg, "Get up."
Hiccup began pushing himself to his feet, blinking dazedly at the wooden stairs. He cried out when he moved his leg, the pain racing up his thigh and into his hip. Gosh, it hurt!
"WHAT HAPPENED HERE!?" a voice boomed. Hiccup lifted his head and saw Munga standing at the top of the stairs, staring down at him and Lares. Hiccup gulped, closing his eyes and letting his head fall against his hands. He didn't care anymore. The pain was too much. He just wanted to pass out already…
Hiccup faintly heard Lares say, "He tried to escape, sir. So, I used your suggestion and stopped him."
"BUT I DIDN'T MEAN HURT HIM WHERE HE COULDN'T WALK!" Munga boomed loudly again. His loud voice made Hiccup's head ache all the more, his voice echoing inside his head.
"Sorry, boss, I thought you meant-"
"Shut up!" Munga snapped. Hiccup felt himself being heft up roughly, and being dragged up the remaining stairs. "Go get something to tie his leg in! I don't need him dying!"
So Munga wouldn't kill him. Well, at this point, Hiccup wasn't exactly sure if that was a good thing or a bad thing. Right then, all Hiccup could think about was his spasming leg and his pounding skull.
He felt something cold hit his leg, and he faintly heard himself scream. His mind was muddled, and couldn't seem to decide on one thing or the other to think about. His heart was racing, each beat pounding in his ears. He wanted to pass out. Just go unconscious already.
Finally, the pain took its toll, and the blackness took over Hiccup's conscious.
…
Astrid pushed more food into her saddle bags, stuffing in as much as possible.
"Astrid, lass, you can't just go on yer own." Gobber's voice sounded behind her. She turned around, glancing at him quickly before resuming her work. "Ye would wait until Stoick leaves with the ships. He'd lock you up if he knew what ye were doing."
Astrid turned to face him again, "You won't tell him, will you Gobber?"
Gobber looked at her, finally letting a sigh escape him. "No. Guess I won't. But still, you kids shouldn't be goin' out there. It's too dangerous-"
"Then we need to get there all the faster. Hiccup's in danger, and he needs help." Astrid replied firmly. She grabbed her saddlebags and made her way to exit the Great Hall.
Gobber hobbled along beside her, continuing to talk. "Astrid, you can't just leave-"
"Yes, I can. And I will. You can meet us at the island as soon as you can. But if Stoick's getting reinforcements from Alvin…" Astrid shook her head. "I want to make sure we're not too late."
Astrid continu8ed on towards the door, but stopped when she felt a hand on her shoulder. She turned around to the worried looking Gobber. "What?" she asked, almost impatiently.
"Be careful, lass." Gobber said softly. "Take care of yerself and make sure the others do too."
Astrid nodded her head, then exited the building, leaving Gobber alone.
Okay, so this story is going to be slow in coming. Probably only one update a day, and the reason for that is because I have quite a few requests that I'm trying to do for my HTTYD Requested Short Stories. So, bear with me, I'll try to do the best I can! :D
Sorry about this chapter… I don't I just felt like it wasn't that good. Kind of choppy and un explanatory. I'll try better next chapter.
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