This is my SEVENTH update today (I know, right? CWAZY!). Should be finishing it tomorrow. :) Shout-outs:

AnimeAngel: No sand dollar... *sniff sniff* So you've read the "How Not To" series, I presume? I don't remember weather you have or not. ? And I like long reviews. They are awesome. *Announcers voice* We interrupt this program to bring you Cooking with Anime and Aquaria! *audience applause in the background* :) And yes I get the whole "It's as easy as typing" thingamagyger you did. HAHAHAHA!

silverwolvesarecool: I'll have to look into that story! I love Percy Jackson AND HTTYD. :D

amillipede: Whoops. Another cliffhanger. What else is new? *shrugs* OOOOH MAN! COULD YOU ONLY IMAGINE THE THREE OF THEM IN AN ELEVATOR!? NO!? ME NEITHER!

CHAPTER 9: TO TRAIN OR NOT TO TRAIN THAT IS THE QUESTION

Ever heard the saying "It was their worst nightmare come true"? Well, "nightmare" wouldn't exactly do it in Astrid's case.

"Hiccup!?" she shouted, feeling his hand go limp. "HICCUP!" she shouted. She gritted her teeth. "Come on, get up," she said between tears. "No. No no no no no no NO NO! HICCUP!" She grabbed him by the shoulders and shook him desperately, but nothing happened. "HICCUP!" she cried again. Then she broke down.

Behind her, the others were whispering "No. No. No" over and over again.

Astrid refused to believe it. She had just watched Hiccup - the person who had changed Berk for the better - die. And she didn't do anything. She couldn't do anything. But she couldn't give up. She wouldn't give up, even though reality screamed at her to do so.

Toothless tossed his head back and wailed so loudly that all of Berk must have heard it. The other dragons followed in close pursuit, roaring their hearts out despite the fact that the Incliciar could have woken up at any moment due to their loudness.

Astrid felt anger rise throughout her being. The Incliciar had killed Hiccup. Looking back at the glowing dragon, she wanted nothing more than to kill that horrid beast, make it pay for what it had done. But she couldn't do that. It would just heal itself anyway...

...wait a minute...

...heal itself...

...HEAL. ITSELF.

She quickly stood up and raced over to the dragon. Fishlegs gasped.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?" he shouted.

"I have an idea," said Astrid, running around like a maniac. She found a bowl from Stormfly's saddlebag and then ran straight up to the Incliciar, watching its steady breathing, her eyes focused on the massive fangs of the massive dragon. Blue liquid dripped from each fang, but what was it?

Maybe it was ignorant to even think of trying it. It was probably unheard of as well, but if there was a chance she could bring Hiccup back, she had to take it, no matter the risk. What harm could it do him if it didn't work?

Astrid put the bowl beneath one of he dragon's fangs, catching the sticky, thick, syrupy, blue liquid in it. It was taking too long, though. She quickly looked to the side and saw a whole puddle of the blue liquid at the base of a tree trunk. She stood up, bowl in hand, and raced over. She scooped some of the liquid into the bowl and then darted back over to Hiccup, collapsing on her knees at his side.

She placed one hand on his forehead and tipped his head back. She pried his mouth open, and then forced some of the bowl's contents into his mouth.

"Oh my..." Fishlegs breathed, fainting afterwards.

Tuffnut gagged. "Bluh," he said. "Never asking you to be my nurse."

Astrid wanted to snap back at him. She wasn't playing nurse, she was playing life-saver. That is, if this plan worked. If it didn't...

She stopped herself. It would work. It had to work. She wouldn't let it fail.

After a few moments, though, nothing happened. Panic gripped Astrid like a knife when, for a few moments, she was certain they had failed Hiccup miserably. But then she looked down and saw where Hiccup had been wounded, and her heart nearly leapt into her throat. The wound was sealing. It was sealing. It was working. If they weren't too late, that was.

After about two seconds, the wound closed entirely. The youths who were still conscious were staring at their leader, holding their breath without even thinking about what they were doing.

Astrid nearly screamed when Hiccup sat up as fast as a lightning bolt. He shouted something about burning plywood and then fell forward against Astrid, coughing violently.

Ruffnut shrieked and fell against her brother, panting and on the verge of screaming. Tuffnut shoved her aside and fell against her. Astrid squeezed Hiccup so tight she was afraid she'd break his ribs, but at that point she didn't care. Hot, salty tears fell from her eyes and rolled down her cheeks as she cried in both relief and joy.

Poor Hiccup had no idea what in the world had happened, or what was really going on. His chest still burned, but he wasn't bleeding anymore. There was this sickly taste in his mouth that was worse than anything he had ever tasted before (which is saying a lot, since he had tried raw fish and Astrid's not-so-famous yaknog).

"What...did I do...now?" he asked.

"You died!" shouted Astrid. "You were dead! You were dead! You. Were. Dead!" She kept repeating the same thing over and over again. Hiccup, hesitantly, wrapped his arms around Astrid as well.

"Well, I'm not anymore," said Hiccup. "Did you...do something, or...?"

"Uh..." started Astrid, remembering what she had forced down Hiccup's throat.

"Am I better off not knowing?" Hiccup questioned.

"Far better," said Astrid. "Come on, we should get you back to Berk."

"But what happened?" Hiccup asked. "I remember screaming...and then there was this black...and then I wasn't hurt anymore, and..."

"I'll explain later," said Astrid. She helped him up, taking one of Hiccup's arms and putting it around her shoulder while setting her other hand around his waist.

"Ruffnut, Tuffnut, get Snotlout and Fishlegs up, and then get back to Berk," Astrid ordered as she helped Hiccup on Stormfly and got on behind him, holding him from around his waist. "No one touches the Incliciar."

The twins smiled innocently (which really looked evil) and then Astrid nudged Stormfly, urging her to get back to the village. Toothless followed them in close pursuit from the ground, keeping up reasonably well.

Ruffnut and Tuffnut managed to get Snotlout and Fishlegs conscious, and then they mounted their dragons and headed back to Berk. No sooner than they were out of sight, the Incliciar was roused, back to full strength.

It would get its revenge. And its dinner.