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Chapter 7

When the Impossible is Possible

While Camicazi and Eret were preparing to be airborne, back on the ground, Astrid was walking around the village, searching for traces of dragons, but she wasn't finding any. She probably wouldn't admit what she was doing to anyone since she was rather dubious if it was true or not, however, her curiousness couldn't stop her from doing so.

"Astrid!" She heard from behind her and turned, already knowing who it was since she recognized the voice.

"Hi, Thuggory. It's been a while." She greeted the son of the Meatheads' chief.

"You're a sight for sore eyes. I was wondering when would we meet again, I missed you so..."

"Thanks, but you know, I've been busy on Berk." She cut him off not wanting to hear the rest of it. "By the way, Trader Johan told me an interesting story, he told me there were people riding dragons that commercialize here. Is it true?"

"Oh, I knew you'd end up finding out eventually… Yes, it's true."

"WHAT? But… How?"

"We didn't know at first. Really. And it is quite recent, that's why I didn't get to tell you before. And, in fact, it's not something easy to say. When they first started, maybe two or three years ago, they didn't say much about themselves, just that they were a very small tribe from far away that needed to commercialize once in a while, we barely saw them and they came in a ship like anyone else would. But then, all of a sudden, they revealed that they were friends with dragons and there were Terrible Terrors with them, dragons pulled their ships in at unbelievable speeds and they'd wait patiently on the ship until the humans returned until they decided to come on the dragons. And that's it."

"I still can't believe it. Someone mounting a dragon? Come on! We all know they're vicious creatures."

"I also would not believe it if I hadn't seen it myself. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'd like to stay with you but duty calls, my ship must be already loaded and ready for departure. My dad sent me on a mission and I must continue it."

Thuggory said as he reached for her hand and pressed a light kiss on the back of it, she resisted the urge to roll her eyes and then he walked away with quick steps.

Astrid crossed her arms and started to wander slowly as she thought about it. She'd doubt it until the end of the world, that is until she caught sight of two dragons flying considerably low but very fast, and the weirdest thing was that she could have sworn there were people on them.

The Chief of the Meatheads got closer to Berk's chief and greeted Stoick.

"Long time no see, Mogadon. How are you doing?"

"Same as always. What about you?"

"Great. Me too. We're just here for the Market Day, I hope we find some interesting stuff."

"There's always something interesting on my island."

"By the way, I've heard some crazy stories from Trader Johan, about a tribe that lives with dragons. Do you know anything about them?"

Mogadon sighed heavily, nodding his head slowly. Stoick raised an eyebrow.

"Unfortunately, yes. They come here once in a while. Actually, two of them just left. I didn't want that but it was hard to say no. Besides, as weird as is it, their dragons don't do anything wrong…"

"Don't joke with me, Mogadon. We all know it is impossible."

"I also wouldn't believe if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes. If you'd have gotten here a little earlier, you'd have seen it."

"And where did they go?"

"Oh, we don't know, never asked. And, Stoick, don't be a fool and follow them. We don't know what they're capable of. Besides, they're filthy traitors. They turned their back to their own species when they allied with those beasts…"

As soon as the chief of the Meatheads turned away saying he needed to check on something, Astrid got closer to Stoick.

"Chief, I saw two dragons with people. They were heading east. Neither of them was a Night Fury, though.

"Okay, then. Let's go east. Maybe we'll find something interesting."

Flashback 7

Astrid was throwing her axe into trees. She was angry. She couldn't stand Snotlout hitting on her anymore. At the beginning she didn't really mind it, she just ignored him, now she wouldn't mind if one of those trees happened to be his enormous head.

Since Hiccup was killed by the Night Fury and Snotlout became the next heir, he had become rather cocky. Not that he wasn't before, but now he was unbearably so. Astrid pulled her double headed axe from a tree and observed the damage, somehow, she imagined Hiccup sardonically asking what the tree had done to her. Then, she'd shake those thoughts away fiercely.

Sometimes she couldn't believe it had been over a year since he had passed away. And she still felt a little guilty for his death. Stoick seemed well and kept up his chieftain duties normally, but deep down, she knew he had never gotten over his only son's death. And she didn't know how she could tell, she wasn't close to the mountain of a chief she had. She just could.

She sighed heavily, already tired from throwing her axe for hours nonstop so it was no surprise when she found herself sitting on the forest floor, resting her back on a tree. She remembered last night, her parents asking her if she wouldn't want to date the new heir to Berk's throne, saying how much other women would like the opportunity, but she just couldn't bring herself to like Snotlout.

It wasn't just because he was arrogant, cocky and petulant. That barely scratched the surface on why she hated him so much. She loathed the way he thought he was better than everyone else and how ignorant he could be. He was supposed to be preparing to be chief, yet he just couldn't behave like it. It was not that chiefs couldn't have fun or something, but they needed to be good leaders, make good decisions, and be at least a little smart.

Snotlout was not that person. Sometimes she wondered if Hiccup could've shown signs of being a better leader than his cousin and then she remembered how scrawny and clumsy he was at the age of 15, and rolled her eyes imagining that this village would be doomed either way.

She composed herself and walked back to the village, remembering she had yet to prepare for the trip. Tomorrow they'd leave for the Meatheads' island, because Stoick wanted them to be able to keep up good relationships with the near tribes, and had to teach Snotlout how to do it.

And all the teens the same age could go as well and Astrid found it great to just get off of the island for a while, even if she had to shove Snotlout into the sea a few times if he dared to hit on her again. And that's exactly what happened on the way to the Meatheads. More than once Stoick and Gobber had to fish the heir from the sea because of Astrid. But his uncle could hardly blame the girl for defending herself.

Not as soon as Astrid hoped, they reached the island of the Meatheads. And it didn't take long before she met Mogadon's son. Both chiefs were friends and so he introduced them his only son.

She had probably seen Thuggory before, but they weren't formally introduced until then. She was rather enchanted to meet him, he was handsome, strong and almost close to being modest. Especially in comparison to Snotlout.

"I have to admit I'm pleased to meet a girl as beautiful as you." Thuggory revealed to her when they found themselves alone.

"Am I supposed to be flattered?" She asked with a playful smile on her lips. She wondered if he could be the one that would steal her heart away like she had always wanted, after all, he was everything a girl could ask for. Handsome, strong, modest, elegant, a gentleman, yet still a true Viking.

But the more time she spent with him, the more similarities to Snotlout she saw. Although Thuggory had a much better sense of life and was way better chief-material than the heir of her tribe, there was still something lacking.

She wanted someone to really and deeply know her, someone who would want to get close to her for being herself and not only for being pretty. She wanted someone to challenge her and to show her the world with a different perspective just by being himself. She wanted someone with abilities that would mesmerize her and make her interested in his stuff too, someone that could be smart enough to be able to sit in the shadow of a tree on a lazy afternoon and be able to entertain her by talking about anything and everything.

Little did she know she was actually looking for someone like Hiccup, though she would probably never admit it even if she did. Even so, Thuggory was the closest one to being able to steal her heart.

Far away from Berk, Cami watched in fear as dragon and rider disappeared into the cold and harsh waters of the sea.

"Hiccup! Toothless!" Camicazi yelled, searching for them, Shimmer was flying very near the sea. Bork was looking for them as well, despite his bad sight and his fear.

Suddenly the Night Fury broke the surface, gasping for air. The swimming dragon soon found the red one, the humans on it and the Terrible Terrors flying around them. But his human was nowhere to be seen. The black dragon kept looking around, searching desperately.

"Where's Hiccup?" She asked, concerned, while Bork was yelling his name, until he saw a white blur hovering somewhere near the water, screeching like it had found something.

"Look, I think One Eye is trying to tell us something."

Everyone looked in that direction, Bork could not see, but there were a few bubbles underneath the white dragon. Toothless didn't think twice as he rapidly swam and submerged. A few seconds later, the black dragon broke the surface once again, this time with Hiccup being held in his fangless gums. Hiccup gasped for air, coughing the liquid out.

"Thanks, Bud…" The dragon crooned, a bit sad, but relieved to have his rider safe and sound. "You know, my metal leg and the sword I have on my waist were dragging me down. I could swim quite well before that, but with that heavy metal on my leg, I just couldn't reach the surface. Am I too heavy for you, bud?" The dragon glared at him.

"Oh, Hiccup, please, he's a Night Fury, and you're a scrawny boy. There's no way you'll pull him down" Camicazi answered in Toothless's place. "Now, give me your hand, we'll find a place to stay, and we need to find it soon."

"No, it's okay. I'll just reach the tail and open it so Toothless and I can fly out of here."

Hiccup said as he reached it and they flew away. It was a bit tricky, Toothless had to hold and support him so he wouldn't sink again while trying to get to it, but they managed. Luckily, they soon found an island on which they could land. Hiccup was drenched and shivering uncontrollably.

"Well, I-I guessss i-it was o-okay. No-no harm d-done, right?" He commented getting off of the black dragon's tail as soon as they landed. He was stuttering from the cold and rubbing his arms to try and regain some warmth.

"Yes, no harm done, unless you catch a cold or lose another limb that froze or maybe die from hypothermia or something…" Camicazi said sarcastically. "You need to get dry and warm now."

Toothless came next to his rider and sheltered him with his wing, blasting a few fallen branches on the floor near them to light a bonfire. Hiccup thanked him, while Camicazi got the blanket she brought on the journey and handed it to him. Bork immediately grabbed more sticks to add to the fire. It didn't take too long for the smoke to catch the attention of the ones who lived on the island and weren't too far away.

"What do we have here?" A voice said from the darkness, just then, the three humans and dragons realized just how exposed they were and that they didn't even bother to look around to see if they were safe. Hiccup felt stupid for being so reckless.

Suddenly, nets fell on them from what seemed to be out of nowhere. The moment they were in danger, Shimmer instantly disappeared in her camouflage defense technique.

"Chief Eret, there are humans with the dragons," One of the men said, noticing the boys and the girl under the nets with the dragons they had captured. There were a bunch of Terrible Terrors and a Night Fury. The men didn't realize until then that there was something more under the nets with the dragons.

Toothless growled very angrily, sending shivers down the spines of the captors, one of them, the one referred as the chief was about to hit them with tranquilizers, when Hiccup raised up his arms yelling, "We surrender!" Camicazi's mouth dropped, but she still held her sword firmly.

"How is this a plan?" She asked, hissing.

"Trust me, just go with it."

They were taken to a dungeon, not very far away, without any other words than the directions they'd have to go. In the dungeons, there were a lot of dragons imprisoned, each one in a cell, most of them had huge and heavy metal doors on them, since the dragons could breathe fire, but some were open, revealing grated doors with dragons inside, they had their mouths tied shut with leader straps, so they wouldn't melt the grates. Needless to say the dragons looked weak and unhappy.

"Take the kids to an empty cell on the south side," the chief said and two men started shoving them in that direction, Stormcloud drew herself into Camicazi's arms, trying to be invisible; she was scared, but ready to defend her human if needed. Bork's Terrors were surrounding him as well, being on the floor, in the air or even on his shoulders. Except for one.

"What about the Terrible Terrors, Sir?"

"Leave them with the kids, who cares about them, anyway? They're so tiny that they look like flying chameleons instead of dragons. But the Night Fury is special, I'll take it to the north side."

As soon as Toothless saw that they were taking him in a different direction than Hiccup, he started growling, snarling and fighting the 7 men holding him.

"You know, you can take us anywhere, but that dragon is going to fight and resist every step of the way, unless you let him stay with me," Hiccup said while being taken away, the two men didn't let him stop to tell that to their chief. Eret didn't listen to him. That is until a few hours later, when he came up to the kids' cell, but meanwhile, the three of them sat on the dirty ground of the prison.

"We're doomed. How are we gonna escape?"

"Don't worry, Bork, we have a Night Fury, remember?"

"I don't want to be a nag, but if you haven't noticed, Toothless isn't here. Besides, he can't fly anyway," Camicazi said frustrated. She was thinking about Shimmer, how could the red dragon just abandon her like that?

"Maybe not right now. And all he needs is a new rope, we can get one here. And now we have shelter for the night."

"Whatever, you can't keep a Bog Burglar under lock and key. I'll find a way out with or without Toothless... or Shimmer."

"You haven't noticed?" Bork asked softly.

"What?" She asked, still a bit angry.

"We were being followed the whole way by an invisible sound. And I'm not saying invisible just because I can't see well, I'm saying it because there was something following us, and it is actually right behind us. Maybe I can listen to it better because my sight is awful, but I'm certain that there is something just there." As he said that, on the other side of the grate, a Changewing stopped camouflaging, allowing itself to be seen.

"Shimmer! You didn't abandon me!" She said running up to the grate and touching the red scales. "Quick, hide again, I think someone's coming!" The dragon did as she was told and soon footsteps approached. It was Eret.

"Why did you say that about the dragon?" The chief asked Hiccup.

"Because it is the truth. If you bring my dragon back to me, he'll be fine, I can calm him down"

"Your dragon? He's my dragon now. All the dragons in here are my property. I'm the greatest collector of dragons in the world," He said proudly, "Soon all the dragons will belong to me."

"Really?" Came the scrawny boy's sarcastic question. "You say they'll be yours but they don't listen to you. They don't like you because you've taken away their freedom. They want to escape from you. Toothless is different. He wants to be with me at all costs."

"Toothless? You mean the Night Fury? You named that thing? And why such ridiculous name? He almost bite a few men's hands off with his teeth!"

"That's for me to know and you not. Now, if he's giving you too much trouble, just tell him that if he stops, you'll bring him back to me. Just watch if he's going to behave after that."

The chief laughed at that. Irritated, Camicazi stood up, hands on her hips as she walked to the metal grate right in front of their captor.

"Now, you listen to me. Hiccup is telling the truth. Don't want to agree with it? Fine. Go deal with the offspring of lightening and death itself, let's see who will fall first, a bunch of stupid humans or the deadliest dragon of all times. I've seen that dragon blow up a monster the size of a mountain, not that you're going to believe it anyway. But since we are your prisoners, I demand you to bring us stuff we need, like food, covers and some ointment to help heal our cuts, since Bork got himself a few scratches."

She blurted out in a very demanding tone of voice. The three guys were so surprised that they didn't say anything for a few seconds, Bork was so shocked that he didn't even think about correcting her and saying he didn't have any injuries. One of the men who worked for Eret approached his chief a bit concerned, looking like he wanted to talk to him.

"I think I just fell in love with that girl…" the chief said jokingly to the man who just arrived.

"Oh, don't be stupid, I don't even know your name. I demand you bring me what we need at once!"

"It's Eret, son of Eret. Now, if you excuse me, I must go now."

He turned away and left with the man, leaving the kids and their dragons by themselves.

"Well, now, we'll also get food along with the shelter," Hiccup said as soon as he pulled himself together after the shock. Even the dragons were a bit surprised.

"Hm… But I'm not hurt…" Bork finally managed to say.

"I know, in fact it is not for you, it is for that Thunderdrum in the cell next to us. We can reach it through the bars. I just figured they wouldn't bring it if I told them it was for the dragon…"

Later that night, another man brought them what they needed. Hiccup covered himself up, and started eating a bit of the bread and hot soup. It wasn't tasty, but it was better than starving the whole night. He sat on the floor, drying himself off, he wasn't as wet as before, but he was still cold and up. He wanted to see Toothless again, to be sure he was really okay, even though he was a Night Fury and could take care of himself, and Hiccup wanted to be sure his buddy was really fine.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the dungeon, Eret was watching at least 11 of his men trying to contain the black-scaled dragon without success, and he couldn't stop wondering if what the girl said was true. Did that dragon, smaller than a Monstrous Nightmare, really fight and win against a monster dragon the size of a mountain? If it was true, how much power did that dragon really have? Maybe it could kill them all and was just waiting for the right moment to strike. His mind was settled then.

"You, dragon!" Eret yelled to the beast that had finally stopped struggling, in reaction, for a moment. The men round him had also stopped to pay attention to their chief, whose attempt to talk to the 'mindless' animal was unexpected. "If you want to see your human friend alive again, stop fighting and follow me."

Toothless' eyes softened for a brief moment as he heard about his human, but he didn't dare look any less deadly than he could be. He stopped struggling and followed obediently until they reached the kids' cell. Eret opened the door and Toothless entered, crooning happily to see Hiccup and his friends unharmed. He soon turned with slit pupils to Eret as he locked the door.

"But that's insane. How do you control them like that?"

"That's the thing. I don't control him. He wants to be with me. When he complies with something I ask, he doesn't do that because I make him do it, he does it because he wants to. And that's the difference between us. Once you treat the dragons like beings that earn the respect they deserve, they'll do the same. And when you free them, they'll stay with you because they'll want to, instead of being held by prison doors."

That was something that wouldn't ever leave Eret's mind again. And he did notice the ointment on the green Thunderdrum's scales as he left.

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