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Previously, Stoick, Gobber and the young teens of Berk were drifting in the middle of the ocean only to be found for Cami and Hiccup who rescued them. Hiccup is trying to hide his real identity in fear his father might hate him for running away. Meanwhile, Hiccup is trying to be a good host and leave the Berkians at ease around a bunch of dragons leaving Heather to help them around the Strike Tribe.

Chapter 10

A New Perspective

"Come on, Hic. You can tell me. I know you loved to kick your cousin's butt." Camicazi laughed.

They were in his house, with Toothless. The black dragon wanted to go out and fly, however, Hiccup thought it'd be best for the Night Fury to stay hidden for a while, the 'unholy offspring of lightening and death itself' might startle the guests even more. Maybe it'd be better for them to leave without even knowing there was a Night Fury in the tribe.

"Cami, stop that. I didn't like doing that. Besides, now the cut's hurting because of all the movements…"

"But you were amazing. The way you dodged and all, just like I taught you. And say it, I knew you were dying to beat him at anything for ages!"

"That might actually be true… But it doesn't matter, Cami. I'm not the person I used to be. And they can't know who I am anyway… " He didn't want to admit it, but he was indeed pretty proud of himself.

"Yeah, yeah, I know. But I still don't think your father would hate you that much for running away. Maybe be a little disappointed, that's all."

"That's equally bad in my opinion…" Hiccup sighed as he drank a little bit of his mead. They were both sitting at the table, she made lunch for them since he was still in pain and they had just finished eating. Toothless was also fed and lying on a rock he used as bed the other side of the room, where his bed was as well. "Cami, I don't know what to do…"

"Well, maybe you could take Toothless and just fly away for a while if you don't want to be close to them or anything"

"You know I can't go with the Berserkers menace and all. Besides, that's not it. It's not like I don't want to be around them, it's just that I don't want them to throw rocks at me when they discover who I really am!"

"Oh, for the last time, Hic, they won't do that"

"You can't be sure…"

"Really, if you weren't wounded, I'd hit you right now." She said rolling her eyes.

Hiccup's house wasn't big, and it was not like he used the place much. He liked to be outside with Toothless, especially flying. It was one of the smallest houses of the whole tribe. Only one floor, right at the entrance, he left a place for a fireplace, quite similar to his old house on Berk, with his 'room' on the left side from the entrance, with his bed and Toothless's rock right behind it. On the right side, there was a tiny kitchen he barely used and a table with four chairs, where both of them were sitting.

"By the way, I think you should just rest a little bit indoors with Toothless, okay? I'll keep an eye on them for you"

"Hey, they might recognize you as well, be careful."

"Hic, please, the last time I saw Stoick I was around 11 or so. I've changed a lot since then, remember? I'm 20 now. And so what if they find out who I am? They have nothing to do with me or the Bog Burglars."

He agreed and then she left. Hiccup decided to take her advice and sat on his bed to rest for a while. Toothless moaned restlessly.

"I know, but, it'll be over soon. I promise that we can fly a little at night, when they're sleeping, okay?" the big black dragon purred in agreement.

Meanwhile, in the 'down level' of the village, Stoick and Gobber were searching for their ship. It wasn't hard to find, since there were only a few fishing boats at the docks with a few people around them and only one who looked torn apart and without a sail, there was a man fixing it.

"I suppose you're Garth." The chief of the Hooligans said.

"Yes, that'd be me"

"We've heard you're fixing our ship, we just wanted to see how it is going…"

"Don't worry, it'll be ready to go tomorrow." The man said as he got out of the boat to face the outsiders. "Hic-Ric already told me you're probably in a hurry. Are you sure you don't want to see what the dragons are really like? I mean, I didn't believe they were good at first either, but now it's different. Besides, I wouldn't be able to fix it so quickly if it wasn't for Runa". The Deadly Nadder turned to look as she heard her name, she was a beautiful green Nadder who liked to stay on boats with her human friend and she was helping him. Garth was glad he remembered to call Hiccup the correct name, since Bork told him about the fake name thing, though he didn't know why he'd try to hide his identity.

"No, thanks. We want to stay away from those beasts." Stoick said. Runa flew out of the ship and landed on the docks next Garth, looking at and sniffing the foreigners curiously. They backed away, not from fear, but because they're Vikings.

"Don't be like that, she's a good girl. My perspective changed since I've met Hi-Ric, he's one of the best chiefs I've ever seen."

"That walking toothpick?" Gobber asked in disbelief.

"Yeah, he's not very Viking-looking, but a leader is not only made of brawn. But maybe, sometimes he's just too admirable for his own good. Anyway, just give the dragons a chance." He said petting Runa and then grabbing his tools to get back to work. Stoick and Gobber still seemed unconvinced. Both men turned to go away.

"It's kind of hard to walk through town with so many mindless beasts around." Gobber complained.

"Yes, but something's wrong. Trader Johan said he saw a rider with a Night Fury, but I haven't seen one yet. Besides, something in his voice reminds me of someone I just don't know whom."

"You know how Trader Johan is, he probably just exaggerated the story, after all, no one has heard of a Night Fury attack for five years. Or maybe, if this rider does exist, he's out for the moment. But Stoick, we want it or not, these people saved us, you still would kill the Night Fury?"

"That beast murdered my son. The only option I have is to kill it"

"Watch out!" a voice yelled, but it was too late, a Scuttleclaw baby ran behind Stoick and Gobber and almost sent them directly to the ground. "I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! He didn't mean to hurt you, he's just playing around"

What was that?" Stoick and Gobber looked at the dragon that was holding a piece of cloth that looked like it had been a shirt.

"Give it back! Oh, you know what? You can keep it…" the boy mumbled annoyed. The baby dragon nuzzled the cloth as it was inviting the boy to play. "Sorry about that, he's just a baby. A Scuttleclaw nest hatched a few months ago near our village and they like to play once in a while. They're harmless, but they can do a real mess sometimes… And they're just babies, it's not like they're doing it on purpose. I'm Hall, by the way."

The two men exchanged confused looks with all that was happening, it was too much to take in at once. "Stoick and Gobber" He gestured with his hook. "How can you live like that? With the dragons messing up and all?"

"Easy, it's just way better than fighting for our lives. And yes, they make a mess sometimes; it's still way easier to clean up than it used to be when they raided us. And yes, sometimes they end up accidentally firing something, but that's what the fire-preventing system is for, even so, it's usually a small, easy to control fire. Besides, life with the dragons is generally way cooler and easier, they can help a lot. Now, if you excuse me, I have to go find that Scuttleclaw baby."

The two Hooligans wondered for a moment if it was a bit difficult for them at first, especially for the adults who lived fighting dragons their whole life. Maybe it was easier to change for the youngsters, for example, Fishlegs who got a bit exited since Heather told the story of the Red Death and asked a lot of things from a nerd-looking boy named Bork.

Next to the Great Hall, Snotlout sat on rock looking irritated. Heather was far away but she left a Hobblegrunt to watch him. The dragon was apparently blind, but he doubted that, since it growled every time he tried to stand. She said the dragon could sense the surroundings using the large frill on his head. It also changed color; it was yellowish green when she was petting him, now it was purple.

"I don't understand. How could she walk away from all this?" Snotlout pointed at himself. The twins laughed.

"Isn't it obvious?" Tuffnut asked sarcastically.

"You tried to murder her chief, just for starters." Ruffnut continued.

"And now you're grounded and guarded by a Hobblegrunt. You shouldn't be so stupid" Tuff laughed.

While the twins were laughing at the grounded Snotlout, Astrid was still at the Great Hall. She just stayed there, looking around curiously, trying to take in the possibility of living in peace with the dragons. After a few hours, she felt the need to breath some fresh air and take a walk around the island. The sun was getting close to the horizon, the wind was blowing softly, and everything seemed so calm and cozy, even though the weather was freezing cold as always. It was then that a blue Deadly Nadder came behind her and sniffed curiously.

"Get away, dragon." She complained, reaching instinctively for her ax, but finding none. "Oh, yeah, they took it away…" So instead, she just pushed the dragon away by its snout.

"She likes you"

Astrid almost jumped away from surprise when she heard the voice that belonged to the chief of the tribe. Something on him was familiar. Uncomfortably familiar because she didn't know whom he resembled. It was something in the way he talked, his voice. Something was familiar, yet, she didn't know him. Still hooded, he came closer and petted the blue dragon that purred happily.

"You Hooligans are very stubborn. We saved you, yet, you still look at them like they're monsters." He had to resist the urge to tell her the dragon already knew her because she was rescued from Berk along with the other dragons soon after Hiccup decided to run away, after all, he couldn't just leave them there. The dragon was curious about Astrid, she recognized the girl and was probably wondering why she was attacking.

"It's hard to look at them as anything else when you were raised believing them as such." She defended herself.

"Every person in here grew up believing the same things. Well, all but the little children, obviously." And then he shrugged moving his arms in his usual hand gestures. That was when she realized. This chief reminded her of Hiccup. That weak, frail and clumsy boy who everyone on Berk believed was murdered by a Night Fury. He couldn't be that boy.

"It is still hard, you know!"

He smiled mischievously, because of the hood, she could only see his nose and mouth, but not his eyes. "Maybe if I show you the world from a dragon's perspective, it wouldn't be so hard"

"What do you mean?"

He jumped on the Nadder's back and she almost saw his eyes, but she was looking at his hand instead. He extended his left hand for her in an inviting way. She couldn't believe herself when she realized she was accepting it. By the time she decided it would definitely be a bad idea, it was already too late, she was already behind him and the Nadder was opening its wings to fly away. She only had enough time to yell and hold tight onto him.

"Please, let me down! Don't kill me!"

"What are you talking about? No one is going to kill you." He said laughing, trying to hold her arms with one hand while the other he was using to try and hold the dragon. He winced at her overly tight embrace, Hiccup was almost healed, but the wound still hurt once in a while, especially when it was being squeezed. "Relax. Just open your eyes."

Astrid slowly dared to open her blue eyes. What she saw, took her breath away in so many levels. The wind was blowing stronger up in the sky, and it was obvious that his hood wouldn't stay in place, so when she noticed, his hood was on his back, but she still couldn't see his face.

"It's impressive. Wonderful."

"Yeah. Up here is amazing. Words can't really describe this feeling. The freedom of flight is something that can't get rid of anymore. It's part of me now."

There was a confortable silence. Astrid slowly released him, just softly holding his arms to keep her from falling. The world was totally different from up there. She looked at him, since she was right behind him, she still couldn't see him, but she was getting curious. Why did he hide it? And most importantly, why did she feel so good around him? The mystery was driving her crazy.

They could see the sun setting and the sky getting darker. Even so, she could feel safe and assured. Neither the darkness nor the height scared her in any way. The moon was shining brightly and she wondered for how long they've been in there; probably hours, but she felt like it was just minutes.

"I also don't think I want to get rid of this feeling."

She said resting her head against his back. That was when his heart skipped a beat. In so many ways, Camicazi reminded him of Astrid, though he only saw the Bog Burglar as a sister. She was important to him, but not in a romantic way. This role still belonged to Astrid. He thought he'd forget about her over the years, however, his heart just proved him wrong.

"I think it is better to go back, now. Your people might be wondering where you are…"

"Yes. You're right"

She agreed a bit sad, not wanting to forget anything. She'd remember that flight for the rest of her life. Hiccup petted the Nadder and she understood it was time to go back and she turned to the other side, flying swiftly.

They landed right beside the Great Hall entrance, making all the Hooligans around agape as they recognized the blond girl on the Nadder. Hiccup quickly put his hood in place again and jumped out of the dragon, extending a chivalry hand to help her down. Astrid only accepted to be polite, because she didn't need it, she was a Viking after all. She was standing so close that even with the few sources of light, she could almost see his eyes. Almost.

"Let's go in for some dinner. I don't know about you, but I'm starving."

He entered and she followed close behind. "By the way, I was wondering about something…"

"Say it."

"Heather said you made it"

"What?"

"That map" She gestured to the wall of the Great Hall opposite from the door, it was the first thing anyone saw when entered. It was made from dozens of pieces of paper glued together against the wooden wall, with perfect drawings of islands, more than she had ever heard of.

"Yes, I did. It took me a while. I have a small version of it with me at all times. When I discover something new, I get some papers and put it in here."

"The world can't be that big. Where is the edge of the world?"

"I haven't found it yet. You know, flying on a dragon is very practical to get to know new places." Then, he pointed to a place in the wall. "See it? I put this island right in the middle. There is a very close island up north, but it is very small and inhabited. If you go west from here, you'll find Berk, and in the north is what I call Dragon Island. That is where the nest I found the Red Death is. I never found another nest, but I wouldn't doubt more of them exists. It's probably around 4 days to get to Berk by sailing, but if you're riding a fast dragon, you could probably make this trip in one day."

"Great, but… I never said I'm from Berk." She said suspiciously, raising an eyebrow and taking her sight away from the map to try to look at him.

Hiccup froze for a second.

"Yes, but you're not the only one I've talked to. Besides, your ripped sail had the Berk's crest. I've seen a lot of Viking tribes on my trips and I can recognize almost all of them."

"Oh" She replied embarrassed. He sighed in relief for managing to think so quickly.

"Dude, you were on a dragon!" Tuffnut exclaimed getting closer.

"I already told you not to call me dude!" Astrid yelled angrily, though her voice was almost not heard with the loud sounds of the Great Hall. "I swear, if you do this again, I'll break your arms! And don't even dare call me princess like Snotlout!"

"You better watch out, bro, we know what happened last time Snot got on her nerves" The twin sister replied laughing.

"Yeah, he had to use that ridiculous splint on his right arm for weeks!" Tuff remembered.

Hiccup used the moment of distraction to his advantage and slowly turned to leave, he couldn't help but notice how happy he was feeling to discover that Astrid was probably single and ditching out Snotlout.

Almost everyone from the village was inside the Great Hall by then, hungry for food. Even most of the dragons and guests. However, Hiccup soon found out there was an important guest just outside the entrance. It was his father, Stoick.

"Why aren't you in there enjoying the time with everyone else?" Hiccup didn't mean to ask; he didn't want to stay too close because he was scared of what the reaction of his father might be. But when he realized what he was doing, it was already too late.

"I could ask you the same thing." Stoick said as he noticed the presence of the chief of the village standing right by his left side.

"You know… too much stuff to do…"

"You were very busy taking Astrid for a flight, I see."

"I was only showing her a different perspective of things. Maybe you could try it out too. It'll change your life, I guarantee."

"No. I refuse to comply with this nonsense. You'll never see me on a back of a dragon. Ever."

Hiccup sighed heavily. There was a moment of uncomfortable silence between them until Hiccup gathered the courage to ask in an almost irritated tone "Why? Why do you hate dragons so much?"

"They killed my family."

"Look, just because they took your wife away, it doesn't mean you can't give them a chance. I'm sorry for your loss, I lost my mother in a dragon raid when I was very little, so I understand your pain. But I've changed and so can you." Neither paid attention to the fact of how 'Ric' knew about what happened to Stoick's wife.

"I don't think so" Stoick said annoyed, Hiccup thought he should probably stop, his father could never change. However, he just couldn't keep his mouth shut.

"Dragons are kind, amazing creatures. Most people that live here lost someone to the dragons. There's a way out of this death karma, we only have to forgive and move on so no one will have to mourn anyone's death again."

Stoick huffed angrily. "That's the problem. It is already too late. I already lost everyone who's been important to me. Everyone, even my son."

"You just have to… Wait, what did you say?" Hiccup suddenly felt desperate.

"One of those monsters murdered my boy. A skinny little boy who couldn't hurt a fly if he tried. And you dare say they're harmless beasts."

Hiccup was feeling confused, how could his father think that? He was alive and well, he just disappeared, that is not the same thing. How could his father jump into this conclusion?

"Hm… Why do you say that? Have you seen something? Anything?"

"Just the remains…" Stoick took from his pocket a piece of light green cloth. Hiccup immediately realized it was from his old shirt. Even though it was dried and old, there was there were traces of blood in it. There was something else too, something dark and tiny, wrapped around the cloth, but Stoick wasn't showing what was it and with the low illumination of the night it was hard to see what was it. Hiccup wondered if he walked around with it all the time.

"It doesn't mean a dragon killed him"

"Of course it does. We found dragon scales and footprints as well as his. What else could it be?"

"I don't know… Maybe they befriended each other and the cloth you found was just part of what he was wearing. Maybe he tripped and ripped it off and used it to clean a cut or something…" Hiccup mumbled remembering what truly happened and feeling totally embarrassed, he kept doing his hand gestures but Stoick didn't even pay attention to him, the man was furious.

"Nonsense. Hiccup would never betray his family and his tribe. And he'd never run away."

Hiccup gulped. That was exactly what he did. He was very nervous and didn't know what to say. All this time his father thought he was dead and he was mourning his death for the past five years. Yet, he couldn't just say the truth because then, his father might really hate him. Stoick could think he faked his death to run away. What would he do if that was the case? Hiccup couldn't decide which alternative was worse.

Luckily, a dragon came near them to distract his father. It was a big green Rumblehorn, who nuzzled Stoick in sympathy.

"Could you get this stupid beast away from me" It wasn't a question, it was almost a demand.

Hiccup was still a bit numb from the whole situation, but he managed to focus.

"Sorry. He probably sensed your sorrow. This Rumblehorn is a very caring father as well."

"You talk as if they have feelings." Stoick said and Hiccup just smiled sadly and reached out his hand to touch the Rumblehorn's snout.

"They do. We found him in the other side of the island months ago. His offspring was really injured, it was difficult to separate him from his son, but we managed and luckily we could save him. The baby is now alive and well. They probably fought with one or more dragons, typical stuff, but for a baby dragon it was dangerous."

"Lucky him" Stoick mumbled so low he wasn't sure if 'Ric' heard or not, meanwhile, the young man was motioning for the dragon to go away. The Rumblehorn turned and opened his wings to fly.

"I-I'm sorry…" He mumbled still not knowing what to say or do.

"Maybe if I've lost only my wife I could try to give them a chance. Not when they took my boy as well."

"I-I didn't know you loved m-him, your son, so much…" Hiccup didn't intend to say it, but he ended up mumbling it nonetheless. Stoick looked at him puzzled, with a raised eyebrow, clearly angry.

"What are you saying? A father always loves his son"

"Yeah, I mean, it is just from what I've heard about your son. Frail, weak, scrawny and overly clumsy…" He said remembering the look of disappointment Stoick gave him once in a while over the 15 years he lived on Berk.

"He was a bit different, awkward. A walking disaster, actually. Sometimes he caused more damage to the village than the dragons on a raid. But he was my boy nonetheless…" Stoick trailed off "My boy. I remember the first time I saw him, so fragile and tiny that made me want to protect him. You're not a father, you can't understand how much it hurts to see your entire legacy, your breed and dreams vanish."

Hiccup was feeling more sorrowful than ever. He didn't want his father to be mourning for so long. Silent tears wet the young man's green eyes and he was glad the darkness of the night hid the traces the tears made down his cheeks. Part of him actually wanted Stoick to be mad and angry at him because it'd be easier for the man to let him go. Now, he couldn't really let his father leave believing he lost his entire progeny. Even if it meant Stoick would hate him for the rest of his life.

"Tell me, Ric, is there anyone in this village who rides on a Night Fury?"

Hiccup didn't know the reason, but something inside him screamed 'problem!'. Instinctively, he ended up saying "No". It wasn't completely a lie, he didn't ride on Toothless, he flies with him. It's totally different. "Why?" He managed to ask curiously.

"Because it was a Night Fury who murdered my son and I need to avenge him."

It was only then that Hiccup realized that the small black things wrapped on the remains of his old shirt were probably Toothless's scales. He was in big trouble. If he was so thirsty for revenge like that, he couldn't see Toothless at all. How could he tell him the truth without endangering his best friend's life?

Without knowing what else he could say or do and feeling more lost and confused in his whole life, Hiccup just said he needed to go and left with fast steps back to his home. He needed to make sure Toothless was really well hidden until he could sort everything out. And he needed a ride to clear his mind. Ironically, he felt he was lucky that Toothless was the best dragon to blend in with the night.

Flashback 10

"Hiccup, you've been so nice to me. You shouldn't be so sweet."

"Thanks, Heather" He said a bit flattered and totally embarrassed.

Heather smiled softly and petted a Hobblegrunt that was following her around since he started showing the village to her three days before.

"I like the way her scales changes color with her mood. Hey, maybe I could call her Moody. It seems fun"

"Moody, seriously?"

"You can't complain, you called your 'Toothless'"

"Okay. Fair enough." He chuckled.

"By the way, can you teach me how to ride them?"

"Sure. Why? You liked Moody so much?"

"That too. It's just that I'd like to see what happened to my village…"

"I understand. Maybe I could teach you how to get there on a dragon. What do you say?"

"I'd really like that… Could we go now?"

"Why not?" He said gently. "Okay, since you already established a bond with the dragon and already gave her a name, you have to feed her. It will increase the trust she has on you." Since they were near a feeding station, he grabbed a fish and handed it to Heather. The girl took it and extended to the Hobblegrunt that accepted cheerfully.

"What now?"

"Now, you mount on her. Slowly, she's probably never had anyone on her, it'll take some time for her to get used to the extra weight."

Heather did exactly as she was told and soon she was on Moody. The girl smiled greatly.

"I'm on her! I'm sitting on her!"

"Yeah, I can see that" He said equally happy for her. "Now, be careful. Look at her eyes, I'm not sure but I think she's blind. Other Hobblegrunts don't have eyes like that. However, this species can sense the surroundings because of the large frill on their head."

"Yes, I guess I saw something like that on the journals you wrote about five years ago. Bork told me you lived with and studied them for months! You're so courageous!" She said proudly and he only got embarrassed, rubbing the back of his neck nervously.

"Anyway, just talk smoothly with her and try to make movements with you hand if you think she needs help to know where to go…"

"Okay. Thanks" Then she turned to the yellowish green dragon and petted her scales gently "Come on, girl, let's fly" She opened her wings and soon was airborne. Hiccup smiled from the ground and jumped on Toothless. Being the fastest dragon they know, the Night Fury was by Moody's side in a blink of an eye.

"Wait a minute; I think it's best to warn our friends where we're going. Maybe Camicazi and Eret would want to come too."

"Why? It's not too far away, besides, we're going to do a very quick trip. They won't even notice we're gone."

"Yeah. I guess you're right" Hiccup mumbled ignoring the instincts on him there were yelling 'danger!'

That was his first mistake.

They flew heading northwest for almost 3 hours. He thought it would be faster to get there, but maybe it was because Toothless was slower than usual to let Moody keep up, who wasn't used to have someone on her back.

"Are we getting there, already? It's been too long, maybe it's better to come back and try tomorrow, Moody's probably tired anyway."

"Don't worry, we're almost there" Heather said with a sad tone of voice he guessed it was because she was worried about what could have happened with her people. Then, she pointed at some small island in the horizon. "There! We can land right over those rocks, so we won't scare anyone."

"Okay, but where is the village part? I'm not seeing it…"

"Don't worry; the village is just well hidden."

"…Okay…" He replied not feeling it was a good idea at all.

They landed and both riders got off of their dragons. Toothless walked around and started inspecting as if to get to know the place. Hiccup paid attention to the surroundings too. Something was wrong, it didn't feel right.

Heather and Moody were getting away; it was like the girl was leading the dragon to the opposite side of the boy and the black dragon ahead of him. When he noticed, the girl and her scaly companion were already meters from him. That was his second mistake.

"Heather, what are you doing? We shouldn't be so apart. Where should we go, by the way?"

"Hiccup, I'm sorry. I'm really sorry. I didn't have a choice…"

"What are you talking about?" He asked slowly and confused.

His confusion was soon erased and replace by fear when he heard Toothless screech. By the time he turned around, his best friend was already being pinned down against the ground by half a dozen of men. He could see that were bolas around his legs and tail as well. Hiccup was about to grab his fire sword and try to help Toothless, but was stopped when a sharp pain hit his head and everything went black.

Hiccup woke up numb and bewildered. His head seemed to be pounding with a strong headache. He sat up and had to support himself tightly against the floor with both hands to avoid falling, he was very dizzy indeed. He slowly place a hand on the back of his head, where it was hurting the most, feeling it a bit wet and dirty. Then, he put his hand in front of him, his vision was just getting into focus again and he saw a bit of blood in his fingers, he guessed it came from a wound in his head.

Looking around, he quickly realized he was in some kind of dungeon and he was locked in a cell.

"You are finally awake, sleepyhead."

A tall dark bearded man said from the other side of the bars, he was as bulky and strong-looking like any other Viking, but he had a strong presence.

"Who are you?" Hiccup asked confused.

"I'm Alvin, The Treacherous, leader of the Outcasts. We1ve met before, remember?" He soon remembered the time he found them, it was around two years before, when he was helping Eret and freeing all the dragons in his possession at once. He also remembered he was mounted on Toothless, and then he remembered what happened to lead him in there.

"Toothless! My dragon! Where is my dragon! What did you do to him?!" Alvin laughed sarcastically.

"You named the black beast Toothless? I wonder how many times you hit your head before. You know, that day we met I was impressed by your abilities. A scrawny boy, mounting on a dragon. And not any dragon, a Night Fury. I went there for a dragon collection and ended up finding a treasure. I actually thought it'd be easier to find you again, but when I heard about a Night Fury rider, you were already living in an island full of dragon riders. My men and I don't have a problem in getting whatever we want and attacking everything in our way, but deceiving is so much cooler, don't you think?"

"Where am I? Where is my dragon? And what the hell do you want from me?"

"I want one thing from you, boy, one thing only. I want you to tame dragons for me, I want to control them and conquer the entire Archipelago using them. Those bastards will regret ever banishing me."

"And if I refuse?" He asked stubbornly. Sometimes, the line between the bravery and the stupidity is very thin indeed.

"Well, let's just say you and your dragon will regret it. Now, if you excuse me, I have some things to take care of. I'll let you think for a while." Alvin said before turning to leave, but stopped before he walked away. "Oh, and one more thing. Remember that, if you don't do what I want, I have no use for you nor your dragon. And you probably guessed by now that I usually don't keep things that have no use for me."

So, what are you thinking of the story so far? What do you think could happen between Stoick and Hiccup from now on? Tell me what you think, I'd like to know! :D

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