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I really hoped we weren't ambushed by Outcasts, because that would have, for lack of better words, been terrible.
The four dragons and I continued down, searching in the cells for any sign of our friends. They were here somewhere. Alvin wouldn't have put them anywhere else, and he certainly wouldn't have expected I'd come and rescue them without turning myself into him first.
You see, Alvin may be the leader of the Outcasts, and he may be a great fighter, but he wasn't very strong in the brain department. Sure, he captured me that one time by building a fake Night Fury and implanting fake maps to the Isle of Night in my possession, but other then that, I could easily outsmart him.
"Astrid? Snotlout?" I called as we walked down towards the last few prison cells. The dragons walked in front of me, just in case we came across another Outcast soldier. My headaches were getting worse; I felt as if I could collapse at any moment, and that one Outcast's blow to the head he gave me wasn't helping at all. But, I forced myself on, purely because I was stubborn.
"Astrid!" I shouted. "Snotlout!"
"Hiccup?" two tentative voices called back.
I ran to the cell from whence they emanated from, and found my two friends, staring at me, their hands gripping the bars.
"You shouldn't be here!" Astrid shouted.
"Neither should you!" I said.
"No, you don't understand!" said Astrid. "The Outcasts are waiting for you! You're who they want!"
"I know that!" I said, trying to pick the lock with my dagger. "Alvin tells me every so often!" The lock was more sophisticated than the first one. I couldn't pick it. I groaned in frustration and stabbed the keyhole with the weapon. Nothing happened.
"Stormfly!" I heard Astrid shout. The Nadder chirped happily. I guessed that they hadn't seen the Skrill yet, because they weren't freaking out.
"Hookfang!" said Snotlout.
"This is useless," I said, sheathing the dagger. "Spiritflash, would you mind?"
"Spiritflash?" Astrid looked at me and frowned as she spoke. "Who's Spiritflash?"
As if on cue, the Skrill rammed into the door to the prison. Astrid and Snotlout shrieked and sprang back in surprise.
"Hiccup!" Astrid shouted.
"Uh...Astrid and Snotlout, meet Spiritflash," I said casually. "Spiritflash, meet Astrid and Snotlout."
Spiritflash only grunted and smashed the door to the cell again. The second time, it gave away altogether. Astrid and Snotlout ran out and to their dragons, staring at Spiritflash, and then averting their gazes to me.
"What?" I asked. "Did I do something?"
"You trained a Skrill!?" Astrid exclaimed.
"Yep, I did," I said.
"But...but...HOW!?" said Snotlout.
"We can talk about the Skrill later," I said, eying the corridor behind me, expecting to see an Outcast soldier come forth at any moment. "Right now, we have to go." My right arm hung limply at my side. I was sure that it was dislocated now.
"Right," said Astrid. "Let's get going. Are you okay, though, Hiccup? You look pale."
I gave her an "are-you-serious?" look.
"Well, pale-er," said Astrid.
"I'm fine," I lied. "Come on, let's get going before those Outcasts decide to come back." I turned and bolted back up the way from whence we came, Astrid and Snotlout running beside me, the dragons running behind us.
We didn't run into trouble...until we reached the end of the corridor. Outcast soldiers were standing, forming their ranks and holding together, blocking our only way out. We turned around just in time to see more Outcasts flank in from the opposite direction.
We were surrounded, trapped, my right arm was dislocated, Toothless' tail was completely fried, Astrid and Snotlout had obviously been stripped of their weapons, and the dragons could only do so much. The only person with a weapon was me, and I didn't know how to use it.
Rainbows. Pure rainbows.
"Hey, Dragon Boy," said Astrid, her tone almost sing-song. "Now would be a great time to launch a master plan, or something."
"Currently working on it," I said, drawing my dagger again, the hand that held it shaking. Boy, was I glad I was left-handed, or I really wouldn't have stood a chance.
I looked in front of me, just as some of the Outcasts parted to let their leader through. Alvin the Treacherous stood there, sword drawn and at the ready, his soldiers lined up behind him.
"Well look who it is!" he said. "The Dragon Conqueror!"
I tightened my grip on my weapon subconsciously. "And look who it is," I said. "Alvin the Treacherous."
He laughed; it was a barking sound that barely sounded human. "I bet you're surprised to see me, aye, Hiccup?" Alvin asked.
"Not really," I said, gesturing to the area around me with my good hand. "This is where you live." I looked to the side, just in time to watch Snotlout and Astrid lift sticks off the ground that could easily be used as weapons.
Behind me, the dragons growled. Spiritflash bared his teeth while Toothless stood directly behind me, ready to fight. Hookfang and Stormfly stood behind their riders, hissing and snarling at the Outcasts in front of us.
"Aye, you trained the Skrill!" said Alvin. Spiritflash hissed. "That's mighty impressive, Hiccup."
"Not too bad yourself," I said. "I mean, surprise attacks that are absolutely no surprise at all, bringing your men who technically aren't the best fighters-"
"You know, Hiccup," said Alvin, "with your knowledge of dragons, and my knowledge of warfare, we could make quite the team!" Oh boy, I knew where this was going. "What do you think?"
"Um…" I started. "Insane...demented...delusional...stupid?"
"Alright then!" said Alvin after a moment's hesitation. "I guess we'll just have to agree to disagree. You're a smart boy, Hiccup." He laughed once more. "You know I can't let you leave this island."
"And you're a smart, murderous, barbarian, Alvin," I said. "You know I have a better plan than this."
All at once, Alvin turned to his men and shouted, "NOW!"
I turned to Astrid, Snotlout and the dragons, and then told then, "LET'S GO!" at just about the same time. Then, the Outcasts advanced, and we met them in battle.