AN- And here's chapter 6.

4000 words long. took me all day. really tired. thx for all the feedback on the last chapter guys, i got lots of reviews, new followers and faves. so happy :D

i hope you enjoy this chapter too.

Disclaimer - I don't own httyd

"This sucks,"Groaned Ruffnut. "Why do they have to keep watch of us ALL THE TIME!" She shouted before slouching down.

"I think the real question is why I'm being watched with the rest of you guys!" Stated Fishlegs. "I wouldn't even try going into the forest. It's far too dangerous. I don't exactly want to be torn to shreds like Hiccup. Unlike the rest of you, who seem to want to go in there anyway."

The Teens were all sitting in the great hall having breakfast. Three days had passed since Ruff was sent home and a village watch had started. Preventing any of the teens going into the forest.

"Yeah who wouldn't?"Said Snotlout. "Killing the unholy offspring of lightning and death itself would have the girls all over me."

Astrid punched him, "In your dreams lover boy."

"Or we could capture it," said Tuff excitedly.

"Why would would you want to capture such a dangerous dra- never mind, I'll never understand your recklessness." Sighed Fishlegs.

"But why would you?"asked Ruff. She was already finding it hard to keep up the viking facade as her fellow peers talked of killing her hatchling. She really hoped Blacky was okay, she wished she could go to him now but she couldn't get out of the village.

"Think about it. We could do what the Berserkers used to do with skrills. We could tie it up and use it as a weapon of mass destruction. Wouldn't that be awesome!" He cried jumping in his seat with excitement.

"Yeah i guess," was Ruff's reply.

"Woah! are you sick or something?" Asked Tuffnut. "It's not like you to not get excited over destruction."
Oops, she'd gotten a bit too lost in her thoughts and dropped the facade.

"I-I mean... Yeah...Destruction. Lets go capture the night fury... use it as a weapon...and stuff." There was so little heart in her speech it sounded like really bad acting. The teens were looking at her funny.

"Maybe i am sick, I'm going home." And with that she left, too tired to act in front of them anymore. Sure she liked destruction and pranks as much as always. But her brothers idea of tying up Blacky and using him for his own selfish gain was cruel. Dragons had feeling too. But then, she was supposed to be a viking. Vikings shouldn't care about a dragon's feelings. They weren't even meant to have any from what her elders had taught her.

And yet she did. She didn't even know if other dragons were friendly like Blacky, but she still cared for them. Did that make her a traitor? Because she was starting to side with the dragons? The thoughts whizzing inside her brain were giving her a headache so she tried not to to think too much more about it and headed to her house.

She had to plan a way out of the village.

"I wonder whats wrong with Ruffnut, I've never seen her look so down before. She's usually so happy messing around with you Tuff." asked Astrid.

"I know, I'm always around her and she's never sad. Well apart from when we were kids. She'd always cry when i got near her or talked to her. It was weird."

"Was she afraid of you or something?" Asked Fishlegs.

"Why would she be afraid of me? I'm her brother."

"Exactly," grinned Astrid.

"Hey!"

The other three teens started laughing at him.
"Oh come on it's not that funny."

As the morning turned to evening, the teens had all started devising their own plans to get into the forest over the next few days. All but Fishlegs of course who didn't want any part of it.

Astrid wanted to kill the night fury to restore honour to her family name.

Snotlout wanted to kill it for the fame and the ladies. To prove himself worthy and gain the title as the next chief of Berk.

Tuff wanted to capture it to use as a weapon and then Ruff, Ruff just wanted to get to Blacky and help him escape as soon as possible. It wasn't safe for him on this island and she couldn't protect him constantly.

Tuff stood next to a small herd of sheep. He planned to create chaos, then sneak into the forest while the adults were distracted. He held a torch in his hand. "This is gonna be great," he smirked.

He made sure a sheep towards the back was facing the way he wanted it to go and lit it's wool on fire. The sheep gave a panicked bleep and bolted, scaring the other sheep into running away from it. Some of the sheep bumped into the one on fire and caught fire themselves. Soon even a building was alight and panicked shouts were popping up everywhere to put the fire out.

"Sweet! Now to the forest." He yelled in triumph and made a run for it. Unfortunately, a sheep on fire ran into him as he nearly got to the clearing, setting his clothes on fire too.

"AHHH, that burns. Someone put it out putitoutputitout." He frantically yelled before Astrid came along and shoved him into a well.

A sizzling could be heard at the bottom. "Thanks Astrid. Now a, could you get me out of here?...Astrid?"
She'd already left. Leaving him to get out on his own.

Next up was Snotlout. He decided to dig his way through. He started as close as he could to the forest without being seen to start digging.
"This is a genius plan. Bet the others will be jealous they didn't think of it themselves. I really do amaze myself sometimes." He boasted to himself.

Hours in, he decided to see where he was. To his horror, he'd somehow dug in the wrong direction and was on the opposite end of the village. He tried again only to go round in a circle.

"Why can't i go the right way dam it!" He shouted. Unfortunately, this alerted one of the guards and he was then banned from touching any sort of digging item.

Astrid's turn. She waited until the cover of night and dressed herself in all black like a ninja.
She hid behind buildings and snuck past the guards.

"The others are idiots for not trying to sneak in there under the cover of darkness." She whispered to herself. After some patients she made it in.

"Yes, i did it"
She made her way in further feeling her way through the trees and trying not to trip.

"Ugh, i should have brought a torch, i can't see anything."

Unfortunately, she didn't make it any further as she stepped on a covered trap. She would have easily noticed it during the day, but since she couldn't see anything she fell straight into the hole.

"AHHHHH" she screamed hitting the bottom. She was lucky it didn't contain spikes.

It was too high to climb out of though. It was clear she wasn't finding that night fury today so she started shouting for help. She hadn't made it that far from the village.

Next was Ruffnut. She decided to go for it by boat. No one was watching the boats since they clearly wouldn't think they'd try sailing to the forest. Especially with the cliffs guarding the way up.

But she knew of a small sandbank on the North side of the island. It had an easier set of rocks she could make her way up.

It had taken a six days of waiting for the wind to go in the right direction. She didn't want the tide pulling her out to sea. Tonight was the night. She packed up some fish and medical supplies and was on her way without anyone realising she'd gone.

When She reached the sandbank and had climbed up, she decided to rest and wait for daylight. It wouldn't do her any good walking into traps in the pitch black like Astrid had.

With morning came the hunting party. They had returned from their long and fruitless search. They hadn't found even a sign that the night fury was there. Stoic started to think maybe it had flown off after all. If that was the case, it would most likely have gone back to it's nest.

"Welcome back Stoic. We're all sorry to here about Hiccup. Did you find the night fury at all?" Asked a female villager.

"Unfortunately no, couldn't even find any tracks. It may be out there still but for now I'm gonna set up a group to try for the nest again tomorrow."

"The nest? But no matter how many times we've tried, we never make it and only end up losing more men."

"WE HAVE TO TRY," he shouted. "No matter how many times it takes, we can't just do nothing. If we give up, they will still just keep coming to rob us of food and kill us. We need to finish them, before they finish us. There's also a chance the night fury could have flown off and we need to check the nest for it. I need to get my revenge on that beast for what it did to my son."

He stormed past the villagers who had started to gather.
Snotlout ran up to his uncle, "Is the forest ban lifted then?"

"No!. For all we know it could still be out there. No one steps in there until it's dead." He stated. Making sure everyone got the message.

Ruffnut had once again made it to the cove. She made her way down the path and to the cave.
Something was strange though, she expected to see some paw prints, but there were none. Surely he would have come out at some point to have a drink right?

She looked inside and gave a hesitant call.
"B-Blacky? Are you in there? It's okay to come out."

It was silent for a moment before she heard a low growl.
"It's okay. It's just me, Ruffnut."

She tried to enter to try and coax him out better.
But just as she started shuffling in, she was shot backwards to the ground. Pain ebbed into her neck. She opened her eyes to see him on top of her, staring at her with his big eyes with a panicked expression. His claws were around her neck and she struggled to breath.

"P-please let go, Blacky. It's just me. I won't hurt you."

He hesitated for a while, breathing heavily. She was scared he was gonna kill her, maybe he wasn't as friendly as she first thought. But just then he finally let go and let out a sorrowful moan as he backed away. Guilty expression on his face as to apologise.

She coughed a few times before speaking. She could feel some blood dripping down from where he'd accidentally scratched her in his hold.
"It's okay. I know you were scared. I forgive you."

He bounded up to her and wrapped his paws around her middle. Whining out what she figured was sorry.

"It's okay. i should be the one apologising. It took me so long to come back. I'm sorry. The village had me on watch with the other teens. They didn't want us going into the forest with a night fury on the loose. Not after what happened with Hiccup."

He looked up at her.
"They think you did it. After hanging around you i doubted you'd be capable of something like that until just now when you pounced me."
Hiccup backed up a bit, worried she was gonna turn on him.

"Ah don't worry. I haven't decided if your a threat or not yet. I wanted to ask you first. And don't lie to me okay!"
She looked him in the eyes with a serious expression.

"Did you kill Hiccup?"

He quickly shook his head.
A relieved sigh escaped her lips. "Okay, i believe you. You don't look like a very good lier anyway. But do you know what happened to him at all? Did you see anything?"

Hiccup hesitated for a second. He wouldn't be able to explain too well but he could give it a shot. So he nodded.
Her eyes widened a bit, "You know!."
He nodded again.

Before she could ask anymore questions though he started to feel dizzy. He'd been stuck in the cave for a whole week. He hadn't eaten anything and the only water he'd had was drizzle on the cave walls.

"H-hey are you okay," she cried rushing over to him. "You don't look so good. Didn't you come out at all when i left?"
He shook his head.

"Shit. Come here, I'll guide you to the pond."

He wobbled and stumbled over as Ruff tried her best to keep him up.
"Now start slow or you'll throw up."

He already knew it was bad for someone with dehydration to drink water too fast, so he kept it slow like she said.
"I also brought some fish and medical supplies for ya."

She took a look over at his leg to see how bad it must of gotten. The dressings hadn't been changed in a week after all.
To her surprise, the dressing was gone. There was only the scar of what had happened there with the stitches still inside.
"H-How?" She wondered aloud.

Hiccup decided to show her what he'd done by licking the wound.
"You cleaned it yourself?"

He gave a nod. He'd eventually gotten irritated by the wrappings after a few days. The herb paste was starting to smell so he'd torn off the bandages and reluctantly licked the paste off. It had tasted vile, but he didn't want it getting reinfected. He soon found it healing faster than before making him wonder if all dragon saliva had healing properties.

She proceeded to feed him the fish. "Take it slow with this too."
So he did. He was already full after only two fish. He'd eat more as the day went on.

Ruff spent the rest of the day with Hiccup, it wasn't like she could go back to the village yet anyway. She doubted she'd get out again. They'd put extra watch on her when they realised she'd gotten in.

Hiccup spent most of the time sleeping off the food and eating. Taking a drink here and there. He was glad to finally get the rest. He had been awake most of the time during the week to remain alert of any danger.

Eventually night came and they both went into the cave to sleep and stay hidden in case anybody did come by.

Meanwhile on Dragon Island.

How did he end up here? He'd asked himself plenty of times over the years. He didn't like it here. He wished he could just leave. But whenever he tried, agonising pain jolted through his head like being struck by lightning until he turned back around. He knew it was the queens work. She'd never let a powerful dragon like himself escape her clutches. He'd been so determined to escape once to the point he blacked out from the pain. He'd found himself back on the island, rescued from falling to his death from another one of her mindless slaves.

He still remembered what had happened before he was under her control though. He'd been banished from his own nest. Why? Because he refused his kings wishes of having his sister marry the prince.

His nest was a proud race of Dusk strikers. Unlike most dragons, they had their own society of ranks and royalty. Most would be honoured to be offered as a husband or bride for the royal family. But he and is sister were not like most. The prince was a vial dragon.

He looked down on everyone else in the nest and used his status to get away with anything. He once organised a show where hatchling fought to the death. He did it for his own amusement because he was bored. The victors were never the same playful hatchlings they used to be. They were traumatised and violent after watching their peers scream in pain and choke on their own blood by their own paws.

That's why he couldn't give his sister over to him. Their parents had passed when they were young so he was responsible for her. But the prince couldn't take no for an answer. He'd fallen for his sisters beautiful dark purple hide and deep Blue eyes. He always got what he wanted.

So he challenged the prince. He knew he was stronger but the prince would use dirty tricks against him and would get away with it in plain sight. His sisters freedom was on the line. She'd begged him not to give her away to that monster. He'd make sure the prince wouldn't have her.

The fight was messy and violent. He'd gotten a number of hits on the prince but the prince had given more. He hadn't made it a fair fight. He'd had his challengers wings bound to his body. No one could stand up to his orders.

However after a good while of bloodshed, he finally had an opening and he struck it hard. He had bit into the princes neck and ripped out his throat!

Killing in a spar was against the rules but he didn't care. The prince had already broken the rules plenty of times and he wanted pay back. The other dusk strikers had laughed at him all tied up and unable to properly defend himself. Now they stood in shock at what he had done. His sister had rushed over, ready to defend her brother. Killing the prince was an outrageous crime. He'd most likely be sentenced to death.

The king stared down at the siblings, enraged of what had happened to his son.
"Please! Don't kill him. He's all i have left." Begged his sister.

"Very well, I'll offer him something worse." Stated the king.
Suddenly, guards grabbed a hold of her. One held his sharp talons up to her neck.
He started to panic.

"Please don't hurt her, you can kill me. Just let her live."

"ENOUGH!"The king boomed."I will make you an offer. Either she dies here and now, or you leave. You shall never return and your name and title shall be stripped from you. If you disobey this banishment, your sister and any offspring she has, shall be killed in front of you. Do i make myself clear?"

It hurt. Not being allowed to see his kind ever again was worse than death to a dusk striker. They were a sociable race that lived for each other. If separated for very long periods of time, they were known to die slowly of loneliness.

Even if his sister tried to fly after him or escape, the king wouldn't allow it. Just like the Queen, he could send pain jolting through ones head if he didn't want them to leave.

He'd never see his sister again. But at least she'd be alive.

"Okay, i accept your offer of banishment. But please. Let me say goodbye to my sister first."
"Very well," he gave a nod to the guards who let her go.

She ran to her brother and they engaged in a tight hug.
"I'll miss you so much Big brother." She cried, tears staining her cheeks.

"I'll miss you too Lana. Just promise me you won't let them force you to marry someone you don't love."
"I will, I'd rather die than let that happen."
"Then make sure to find someone to fall in love with soon because i don't want you to die." He said as he also started to cry.
"I will. I love you big bro."
"I love you too sis."

And with that they parted. Nothing else was said as he took off, wounds untreated, into the dangerous wilderness outside the dusk striker territory. His heart clenched with the reality that he'd never see he sister Lana ever again.

It was a few months after his banishment, that he had found himself in the Archipelago that surrounded Berk. He'd just happened to go there on his travels, in search of other banished dusk strikers.

But it was then that it had happened. A Beckoning noise struck his ears. He couldn't shake it off. It invaded his mind and commanded him to follow it. Before he knew it, he was on a volcanic island obeying a gigantic dragon known as the queen. He couldn't stop himself obeying her orders to attack viking villages. To stay on that forsaken island. Why wasn't he strong enough to resist her siren song.

That's where he found himself now, years later. No other dusk strikers had been lured into her trap, making him wonder if there were any others around at all.
That is until he overheard a rumour spreading about the nest.

"Is it true you saw a night fury hatchling?" Asked a female gronkle.
"I think so, it was Pure black with frills on it's head just like the one here." Replied a nightmare.

They'd seen a night fury? From what he'd learnt here. A night fury is what the vikings called his kind. Most of the dragons on the island had grown up near vikings and had believed the names the vikings called them to be what they were. They'd completely forgotten the original names of their species generations ago.

He crawled down the rock he had been resting on to talk to this nightmare.
"What's this i hear about a night fury hatchling?" He asked.

"O-Oh hey there night fury, "the nightmare stuttered in surprise. "How long have you been there?"

"Long enough to hear you've apparently seen a hatchling of my kind. When was this?"

"Several days ago."

"And why didn't you tell me sooner?"

"I-I didn't want to bother such a powerful dragon with only a trivial speculation. I was going to confirm my facts on the next raid."

"Raid! So he's on a viking island?" He said, anger starting to seep in.

"Y-y-yes."

He swiped the nightmare over the head.
"FOOL! You just left a defenceless hatchling on an island full of vikings! I should just tear out your throat right now."

"P-p-p-please spare me. I'll do anything."

He gave an angry growl before answering, "What island did you see him on?

"I-It's a place called berk, few hours flight east of here."

"So you were in the same raid party as me and you didn't think of telling me there and then!?"

"S-Sorry, a viking attacked me and i flew off without thinking."

"Get out of my sight before i change my mind about sparing you"

And with that the nightmare and the other dragons with it ran off.
"Cowards," he huffed.

He decided to head off straight away. Hoping the hatchling was still alive. The queen wouldn't stop him going towards an island under her control, it was only when he tried to leave the Archipelago that the pain would set in.

So with that, his form disappeared into the clouds, in an attempt to remain hidden during the day.

AN- Yay toothless XD i know quite a few of you were waiting for him to make an appearance and here he is. He'll be meeting hiccup in the next chapter.

i tried hard to make his backstory make sense so tell me if it's too confusing and what i should change if anything needs changing.

visitors review

snowflake - don't worry, toothless will be doing just that next chapter. you're good at predicting. With ruff's stitching i probably should have said it turned out jagged and not too neat. she can stitch like toothless can draw. just cause you can do it doesn't make you good at it. haha.

lovelies - mmm, not really. i already have a sort of plan for a cure, but my plans can switch and change so i'm not saying what my idea is yet. At first i wasn't thinking of this being a Hicstid fic, but currently debaiting it. It might happen in the future but no promises.

Thx to everyone else who reviewed, i really appriciate it. :)

next chapter will be up in 1-2 days.