Update. Erm, sorry about the wait, I am trying to be more frequent!

_5:57am_

"Stoick, please, try to think straight." A familiar voice says through the haze, "we can get them back, no problem, you just have to try and stay calm, and use your head."

Toothless' eyes flutter, and he registers the pounding in his head. He attempts to roll over, shifting his weight. His memories are fuzzy, how did he even end up in this situation? He frowns, feeling a numbness in his wings. It was something to do with Hiccup, Hiccup and that man...Dagur. He begins to piece everything together, before sitting up in terror. Hiccup! He let them get away with Hiccup! How could he have let this happen?

"Toothless!" A voice says, Hiccups father. He looks over, doing his best not to flinch and the sharp pain that digs into his neck as he does so. "Come on, you need to stay lying down."

Toothless looks over, his eyes turning to slits, he lets out a growl. Stoick hesitates, but walks to his side.
"You've been hurt too, come on, you need to stay still." Still? How could he possibly stay still in a situation like this? Staying still was almost as ridiculous as, well, anything ridiculous!

"Toothless." The voice was serious this time, he really meant it. Toothless growled again, lying back down. He didn't care about how badly injured he was. They needed to go get Hiccup! Stoick sighs, looking down at the dragon.

Stoicks mind wasn't functioning. It was a mess, everything. He had let that evil man get away, it was his fault. He hadn't been on guard, he let Dagur into the house when Hiccup was most venerable. He was a fool.

Stoick breaths heavily, kneeling down. He feels a light pressure on his shoulder and looks up to see Gobber, offering him a small smile. Stoick looks down, over to where Toothless laid.
"W-we'll get him back. We have to get him back. We'll-we'll..."

Gobber nods, understating.
"Well," he clears his throat, "We're not going to accomplish anything by standing here. We need to get whatever this plan may be into action, and fast."

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Astrid yells out as she's thrown head first into the cell, hearing Hiccup be tossed in close behind. The bars slam shut, the metallic noise ringing around the ship.

It had been an eventful twenty minutes. The villagers had rushed out at the sound of Toothless' wails, but had been to late. Dagur was already gone, his temporary ship tucked round in a corner. Dagurs crew aboard the actual ship found them in no time, and well, here they were. Locked in a cell with no food, water or any idea as to where they were.

Hiccup groans from the corner, curling up in a ball. Astrid sits up, rubbing her head, and crawling over.
"Hic? Are you okay?" She asks, her voice quivering. He certainly didn't look any better. He was pale and shaking uncontrollably.

Hiccup turns, opening one eye to look at her.
"W-wha- where?" He manages to stutter, his voice quiet and scratchy. Astrid looks down,
"I-I have no idea." She responds. She moves her hand to her face, wiping a tear that was making its way down her cheek.

She gently takes his hand, giving it a squeeze. Hiccup tried to look around, becoming more confused by the second. It was clear they were on a ship, it stunk of salt and there were several wet patch's making their way through the dark walls, which had some sort of green plant covering it.

Hiccup gags, it was absolutely disgusting in there.

Astrid looks down, then to the door. There was nothing in here, not even a blanket, which considering Hiccups circumstances, would be extremely useful. She stands trying to get accustomed to the movement of the boat.
"Astrid, what are you-" Hiccup begins, but Astrid shakes her head.

"I'm sure someone will come soon...but we need something now." She growls, walking to the door. She realises Hiccup didn't seem to be to worried about going anywhere, but then again, he wasn't really in the condition to be responsive. Hiccups eyes widen a little, and he turns, wincing.

"Astrid... please don't to anything to violent to them..." He says, biting his lip. Astrid shrugs,
"it's not violence, it's...communication. Besides, we're not getting anywhere if we don't try to do something." She reasons, Hiccup just groaning lightly in response.

He leans back, placing a hand on his forehead. It hurt, more than it did before. Astrid sees, and turns to the door.

"Hey! Someone!" She yells, kicking at the gate. "Hello? Do I need to ring a fu-freaking bell or something?!" She shouts, kicking at the bars.

Hiccup groans slightly.
"Astrid..." He quietly says. Astrid turned,
"It's okay, I got this..." She promises.

Seconds later, a guard emerged, a scowl upon his stubbly face. It was a different one then who had brought them down, they both began to wonder how many people were on this ship, both crew and prisoners like themselves.

"Hey! You!" He yells, pointing at her, "you had best shut it or you have something coming!" He declares. Astrid rolls her eyes, not really caring about what consequence came her way. The guard noticed, and spat at her. Astrid grimaces, wiping the saliva from her face.

"You do realise I'm not going to shut up, right?" She asks, giving an evil grin.
"She probably won't." Hiccup mutters from the corner, eyes still squeezed shut.

The guard raises an eyebrow.
"Well, if that's so, then I suppose you two won't be needing any food for the rest of the day, or night for that matter.
"Oh great..." Astrid quietly mutters under her breath, a feeling of guilt instantly sweeping over her. The guard turn to leave, and she looks over.
"Wait!" He turns back around, "fine, whatever, don't give me anything to eat. But please bring something for Hiccup." She pleads, looking over to him. The guard shakes his head,
"nope, Dagurs orders. If one of you does something, you can both suffer the consequences." He replies, before leaving the hall and slamming the door as he goes.

As soon the door closes, Astrid falls to the ground in defeat. She looks over to Hiccup, barely being able to look him in the eye. Because of her stupidness, he wasn't getting fed for twenty four hours. She knew he could handle it...but in his condition?

Hiccup open an eye, looking at her place her head in her hands.

"It's not you fault." He whispers over, "anyone would have done the same..." he continues, attempting to sit up. Astrid sighs, and shuffles closer.
"No, it is my fault...I'm sorry." She quietly says, looking towards the bars. She takes a shaky breath, blinking before more tears started to fall. She shouldn't be crying, they'd be back home soon. See knew it, well, thought she knew it. They couldn't even be that far from Berk, it had been what? An hour?

Astrid gently takes Hiccups hand, feeling how cold it was against her skin. Hiccup look up for a second, feeling his hands shaking.
"Now what?" She quietly asks, Hiccup just shakes his head.
"I-I don't know."

Okay, that's it for this chapter. Not my longest, I know. Oh, and a lot of people are saying my original was better and to continue that...but I really don't agree. That one is going to be discontinued. I feel people may only say that because of how far the story progressed. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed, please drop in a review! Bye!