This is my THIRD update today! I'm about to get all update crazy, so...yeah, watch out! :) Shout-outs:
xFaerieValkyriex: Now I'll never get that image out of my head. Just imagine Fishlegs screaming, Snotlout screaming, Tuffnut screaming...HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE!? :) Ugh...I once had a fly fly into my mouth while I was singing. Please...don't ask how that went. For your own good.
silverwolvesarecool: Me too. I hope Hiccup's okay, too. *smiles mischievously* By the way, awesome user name. Everyone on fanfiction has these AWESOME names and then I'm just like "Whut?"
Wanli8970: Hahaha! Don't DO that, Flara! Sooooo...Flara's a dragon, right? What kind, if I may ask?
Okay, I have a riddle for you all! Let's see if you can get it right. Review what you think, and then I'll give you the answer in the next chapter's A/N. Here's the riddle: He who has it doesn't tell about it. He who takes it doesn't know about it. He who knows what it is doesn't want it. What is it?
Got it? No? Okay, here's another one: I am the beginning of sorrow, and the end of sickness. You cannot express happiness without me, yet I am in the midst of crosses. I am always in risk, yet never in danger. You may find me in the sun, but I am never seen out of darkness.
Okay, one more, and then I'm done for now: Twelve pears hanging high, twelve men passing by. Each took a pear and left eleven hanging there. How can this be?
CHAPTER 6: WELCOME TO THE PARTY
The Incliciar's fine ears picked up the roar of other dragons. And then it realized where they were coming from. With a start, it flapped opened its wings, turned around, and flew back to its cave. It would destroy those dragons and eat its riders before they did anything major.
...
The tunnels reminded Astrid of Whispering Death Tunnels...or, at least they would have, hadn't they been two times as big and constantly sloping downwards.
Somewhere in those tunnels, Hiccup was either dead or alive.
Dead or alive, Astrid said to herself. Stop thinking negatively. He'll be alive. He wouldn't dare go dying on us.
She continued to move down, but she literally couldn't see anything. She kept her hands pressed up against one side of the wall, making sure it didn't cut off suddenly, like she half expected it would.
"Hiccup?" she called out shyly. Her echo came back at her, two times louder than her original voice. No answer.
Well that's perfect, she thought.
And then suddenly she couldn't feel the wall anymore. She tumbled forward a few feet and landed on her hands and knees. Where was she? It seemed like an open room, because she couldn't find the wall.
Getting to her feet, she looked around for Hiccup. If the Incliciar would hide him somewhere, this was the ideal location.
Astrid stumbled around for a few moments before she stumbled over someone.
She once again landed on her hands and knees, but this time didn't care about weather she landed on her face or her back. Who had she stumbled over? After feeling around, she realized it had been...
"Hiccup!" she shouted, grabbing him by the shoulders and manhandling him into a sitting position. Hiccup's eyes flew open and he cried out, but then stopped when he realized who it was.
"ASTRID!?" he shouted.
"YEAH!" shouted Astrid. "Oh for a second there I thought...when the Incliciar took you..."
"I THOUGHT THAT TOO!" shouted Hiccup almost giddily, not wanting Astrid to finish the sentence. They had both thought each other had died; and they both knew it about the other as well.
"We should go," said Hiccup, getting to his feet and helping Astrid up after him. "We have to go. Problem is, I don't know how to find my way around here..."
"Hang on," said Astrid. "Do you have that dragon whistle still?"
"Well, yeah, but-"
"Blow it, and then get Toothless to fire a plasma blast down the entrance," said Astrid.
"Okay," said Hiccup. He took the whistle and blew into it, loud and long-or, it was loud for dragons. Astrid couldn't hear anything.
They heard a roar come from above. Hiccup almost laughed with relief.
"Toothless!" shouted Hiccup. "Plasma blast into the entrance!"
In just another instant, a purple bout of light exploded a few feet away from Astrid and Hiccup. Turning, they saw the way from which they had come.
"Great idea, Astrid!" said Hiccup. "Why didn't I think about the dragon whistle before?"
"It wouldn't have done any good before," said Astrid. "We wouldn't have heard it...what happened to your arm?"
Toothless' plasma blast set a small fire, so now the cave gleamed with light. Hiccup looked at his arm and saw where the Incliciar's talons had dug into it. It wasn't bleeding anymore, but it looked bad nonetheless.
"I'll tell you later," said Hiccup. "Right now, let's just get out of here."
Astrid didn't argue; Hiccup wouldn't have listened anyways. Besides, she knew he was really set on getting out of there. Well, so was she.
The two youths stumbled back up the slope. It hadn't seemed steep while Astrid came down it, but now that they were going up it, it seemed like it had changed into a ninety degree angle.
After about ten minutes of stumbling through the dark tunnel, Hiccup and Astrid tumbled through the crack in the wall, landing on top of each other, Astrid coming in on top.
They both quickly stood up. Toothless crashed into his rider and pushed him back to the ground, licking him happily.
"Oh Toothless!" shouted Hiccup. "Yeah...it's great to see you too, bud!"
Toothless got off Hiccup and allowed him to stand up. The others raced over to him.
"Hiccup!" they shouted. "You're alright!"
"Yep," said Hiccup. "But I think we should go..."
As if on cue, they heard the telltale screech of a dragon they feared. The Incliciar was coming back. And it would get its revenge.
"It's coming back!" shouted Fishlegs.
"Hide, everyone!" shouted Hiccup.
Easier said than done, but the dragons hid behind large rocks, and the riders hid behind smaller ones. The Incliciar flew in the mouth of the cave and sniffed around. Then, it noticed the crack in the wall, leading to its domain, and it screamed and roared in fury. Hiccup snuck a peek at the glowing, blue dragon. It was blocking the doorway; their only way out.
Which meant they would have to fight in order to escape.
