Who thought Snotlout was jealous, raise up your hands! You were right! And, come on, that was obvious. And it's definitely not going to be good!

And who remember the crazy dragons that attacked Berk? They're important and you're gonna see why in this chap! I hope you all like it!

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Previously, Stoick and Gobber went back to Berk (with the ship being pulled by a Rumblehorn), leaving the Hooligans teens until they returned. While Snotlout was feeling about from everything he was going through, Hiccup and Astrid got to bond, having a good time together.

Chapter 19

Jealous Rampage

"Snotlout, what are you doing here?"

"I want to know why! Why you had to be alive all this time. And how you managed to become chief. Look at you! You're not Viking or chief material! Yet, everyone on this damned island worships you! Are they brainwashed or something? Even Stoick left me to learn something from you. Ha! As if that could happen!" He burst out impatiently.

"What are you talking about?"

"Hiccup is a great chief. Hiccup is amazing. Hiccup befriended the dragons. Hiccup has the metal leg. Hiccup did this. Hiccup did that." He went on with a mocking irritated tone, poking him with his brawny finger and Hiccup struggled to stay standing on his feet while his cousin was un-balancing him. "It is all so ridiculous! I know the truth about you! You'll always be Hiccup the Useless!"

"Wait, what? I never said those things and what about the metal leg? What do you mean about it? Are you jealous or something?" He didn't mean to irritate his cousin or anything; he was just trying to understand what was going on, but it had a negative effect on Snotlout.

"I'm not jealous of you!" He yelled, pushing him, not thinking about his wounds over his outburst rage. Hiccup fell and that was when Sharpshot woke up, growled at Snotlout and began biting his arm. "Ouch!" He yelled and tried to shoo the dragon away from him. Hiccup quickly stood up and grabbed the Terror from his cousin before he had time to hurt the dragon.

"What's the matter with you, Snotlout?!"

"You! Everyone on this stupid island likes you! I don't understand! Look at you! You're a scrawny little weakling! Yet, no one gives me the credit I deserve. Like Heather! Why does she pay attention to you when she has all of this to look at?!"

"You see! That's exactly why she probably doesn't want to get close to you, Snotlout. You only think about yourself!" Hiccup replied, this time, he was angry too. Who did his cousin think he was to barge into his house and start accusing him? "Maybe you should try talking about something she likes before blaming it on me!"

"And how can I do that with that stupid dragon following her around and getting in the way all the time!"

"You mean Moody? She's just trying to protect her human from you."

"Well, it's really irritating!"

"Then all you've got to do is show the dragon you're not a threat and maybe you might get close enough to her."

"Oh, so now you have all the answers! I can't stand it! You're not a better chief than I am!"

"Snotlout, you're not a chief, yet. But if you keep making irresponsible choices, than, yes, you'll be a very awful chief!"

"Irresponsible choices? What are you talking about? You don't know anything. Name one irresponsible choice I ever made!"

"Attacking the chief of a tribe that has saved your sorry ass comes to mind."

"What… But… I… You…" Snotlout sighed, defeated, Stoick himself told him that was a very bad thing to do. "Shut up, Hiccup!"

Hiccup looked at his cousin attentively, noticing that his angry outburst had ceased. He let go of Sharpshot, who landed back on the top of the chest of drawers still growling and hissing at Snotlout, but no longer attacking.

"I'm not saying I'm better than you, Snotlout. I never said that."

"Of course not! I'm better than you and have always been!" Hiccup rolled his eyes and ignored that.

"The point is, my actions and choices are better than yours because I don't think about myself all the time. And that's what a good leader has to do. Even if it takes some sacrifices along the way…" He mentioned the last part with a really sad voice, thinking about his father asking him to come back to Berk and about the Strike Tribe.

"But that's boring. I don't want that."

"You wanted that when we were younger."

"That was before I knew how boring it is!"

"But, apparently, that's what you're going to be." He said in a matter-of-fact way that only irritated Snotlout again.

"You can't make me!" And then Hiccup was pushed to the ground again.

Sharpshot went to bite him one more time, and Snotlout had to shoo the annoying dragon away before he ran out the house, closing the door behind him. The Terrible Terror huffed victoriously and clumsily landed on Hiccup's head when he was trying to stand up, which only made him fall again.

"Ouch! Thanks, Sharpshot, but that's not really helpful…"

The dragon then flew back to the chest of drawers that Hiccup was using to help support himself up.

"What are you doing?"

"Oh, hey, Astrid. Hey…" He shut up when he saw her raised eyebrows and angry eyes. "You're like a kid, I can't leave you alone for ten minutes and you already go and do something stupid!"

"Hey! I'm not dying, you know! I'm perfectly capable of standing up. It's just a cut, I didn't break anything, okay? I already lost part of a limb so I know it's not that bad!"

"Hiccup, you almost died. And yes, I know it could have been worse, but in order to fully recover in a timely fashion, you need to rest! Don't you want to go flying with Toothless as soon as possible?" She paused to let it sink in. Toothless entered right behind her and eyed him with a disapproving expression. He sighed, or better, tried to, because it hurt too much to exhale. "And… Oh my Gods, is that blood?" He looked down and spotted a dark red staining his light green shirt. "Hiccup! You reopened your wound. Again!"

"I guess so…" He mumbled pulling the shirt up to look at the white gauze that covered his wound, only to find it covered in red. "And wait a minute, the first time it reopened it wasn't my fault. It was Dagur's."

"But that proves you should rest more!" She huffed angrily. "Stoick is going to kill me for letting you get hurt like that again! He asked me to take care of you!"

"So you're here just because he asked you to?" His voice suddenly had a disappointed tone in it. She didn't notice, though.

"Urgh! No, but he's not going to like it! Anyway, could you just please go back to your bed? I'll go call Ingrid."

"Okay…" He agreed and Toothless walked by his side to help him get there, not forgetting to hit him gently on the head with his tail. "Ouch! Toothless!"

Astrid didn't take too long to come back with Ingrid, who also scolded him for over working himself. The truth was that it wasn't his effort, but it was because he was shoved twice to the ground so abruptly. However, he didn't want to say it was because of his cousin, Snotlout was already upset enough after the last scolding and Hiccup knew he didn't actually mean to harm him, if he really wanted to do that, he could have caused much greater damage. Snotlout was just really on edge and very enraged.

The days passed by normally. Everyday Astrid would come to Hiccup's house and they would chat and she'd help him out with all he needed, including the food. They could talk about everything, she told him about the throwing axe contests she won both on and off of Berk and he told her all about his trips and discoveries, showing her maps, more journals and designs. Though she only stayed there during the day, sleeping with all the other Hooligans in the 'Guest House.' And he said that if needed, he'd send Toothless or Sharpshot to call someone, but he never did.

The Hooligans were actually getting used to the Strike Tribe. The twins often got themselves into trouble but everyone was already used to the wild dragons' messes, so theirs didn't usually bother the villagers. Bork and Fishlegs became close by talking about dragons, the husky teen also decided to help Bork and Heidi with organizing all the information they needed to write the new books about dragons. Even Snotlout was doing a little better with Heather. After Hiccup's tips, Snotlout managed to convince Moody he was not a threat and started to get closer to Heather, even though she was difficult and didn't really listen to him, yet.

Even though the gash reopened, Hiccup was healing well as he tried to rest properly. He still attempted to stand up, do some things and get out of his prison of a bed, but this time, he had Toothless to help him and he didn't have a spoiled cousin shoving him onto the ground again. Fishlegs, Bork and Hall often visited him and though Hiccup wanted to get out, Ingrid knew he might want to go back to work and reopen the wound again, so she ordered him to keep indoors and only get out once a day for a short walk with Toothless and only in the 'upper level' of the village.

Eret and Camicazi, however, barely visited him and Hiccup found it strange. Eret wasn't very close so it was okay, but why wasn't Camicazi around? That was weird. She was always around, always close. And Eira noticed that and one day, she asked Camicazi about it. Eira and Cami weren't very close to each other, but they often talked a lot, almost like Hall and Hiccup. Camicazi was petting Shimmer after another patrol; she usually picked up a lot of shifts and used them as a reason to not visit Hiccup so often. But that didn't fool Eira, who used that moment to question her.

"I don't really want to talk about it, Eira."

"Look, you can be honest with me, Cami. I mean, why are you doing that, I know you like Hiccup and apparently, that girl Astrid likes him too."

"I know…"

"Then you should do something before he's taken."

"Eira, the problem is that he already likes her." Camicazi sighed and Shimmer nuzzled her as if to comfort the girl. "Maybe he's not sure, but I know him well enough to say that he does. Besides, I want a man who truly likes me like a woman, not like a sister or something."

"So you're going to forgive Eret?"

"I didn't say that. And I don't think I will. At least not so soon." Eira smiled and rolled her eyes playfully. "Now, if you excuse me, I have to go and talk to Hiccup about what I've seen on my patrol."

Camicazi announced and walked away, being followed by Shimmer and Stormcloud. She reached his house within a few minutes and sighed heavily before knocking and coming in after his approval. Hiccup was on his bed, Toothless loyally by his right side and Astrid on his left with Stormfly. They were laughing and it only made Camicazi's heart sink.

"Hi. How are you?"

"I'm getting better, I mean, at least I can laugh now without almost wanting to cry from pain. It's still hurts, but it's bearable." He answered. "What about you? It's been a while since you last came here."

"Well, you know, I've been busy and all. Anyway I just came from patrolling and I thought you might want to know what I saw."

"What was that?"

"A ship coming in our direction. Pretty fast, actually."

"A ship? Whose ship? Is it hostile?" He asked, concerned, and Cami smiled.

"It was being pulled by a Rumblehorn." He sighed in relief.

"Don't scare me like that, Cami!"

"So, yeah. Your father is back. Thought you'd like to know. They're probably docking right now. He'll be here soon. Actually, I thought he'd spent some more time on Berk, he was fast."

And she was right, Stoick arrived in less than ten minutes. He didn't want to leave in the first place, so he went as quickly as he could and didn't spend a full week away. He wanted to make sure to see his 'little boy' alive and well once again. However, despite being happy to see his son again, Stoick's and Gobber's expression were serious.

"Hey, Dad, Gobber. How was your trip?" Hiccup asked knowing something was wrong by the looks on their faces.

"Son, we know you're friends with the dragons and I know some of them might not be as bad as we thought, but during our absence, dragons attacked Berk. Again." Stoick said sadly.

"What do you mean attacked? The dragons don't raid since Toothless and I killed the queen."

"It wasn't a raid, Hiccup." Gobber replied. "They just attacked. Out of nowhere. We even asked if someone attacked first, but that was not the case. Luckily, no one died, it was only three dragons but they made as much of a mess of the village as a big raid did five years ago."

"But that doesn't make sense."

"Face it, son. In the end, dragons are just mindless beasts." Toothless snorted angrily at that and so did Stormfly, Sharpshot, Shimmer and Stormcloud, all of them inside the tiny cramped house.

"No, Dad. I've been living among them for five years. I know them deeply. I know what I'm talking about! It doesn't make sense. Something must be wrong!"

"You know, it also happened before we found you. Six dragons attacked us. They were really mad and strong too. They hurt a lot of villagers. They seemed to be very naughty dragons, actually. Scars and marks all over their bodies. I didn't see those three that attacked last week, but I bet they were like that too. Probably the kind of dragons that fight a lot of other species." Gobber pointed out.

"Now, wait a minute, you're saying they had scars?"

"Yes. Like battle scars. Kinda nasty…"

Hiccup's eyes widened and he shifted to stay sitting in a better position in his bed before calling Sharpshot. The tiny green and red dragon flew from the chest of drawers he was on and landed clumsily on Hiccup's chest. He yelped from the sudden pain and Toothless growled at Sharpshot until Hiccup stopped the dragons' quarrel.

"Were the scars similar to these ones, Gobber?" The man took a look at the green little dragon and nodded. Hiccup lost his breath and gulped as his mind started to realize what the hell was going on.

Ignoring the pain of the movement and the one he felt when he started to breathe fast, heart racing in realization, he managed to stand up, almost jumping out of the bed. Hiccup grabbed his notes and the map he made over the years that he took everywhere, then he shoved the things off of the table and to the ground to place the map there.

Stoick, Gobber, Astrid and Camicazi looked at him confused and curious, wondering what he was doing. With the map opened on the table, his left index finger tracing paths around the various islands.

"Those weren't dragon fighting scars…" He mumbled still thinking to himself.

"What do you mean? Those scars were from what, then?" Astrid asked, confused and looking at what he was doing without understanding. Camicazi, however, was starting to figure out what he meant.

"Those were chains and blades. I found Sharpshot chained down and imprisoned. That's why he doesn't really like to stay indoors for too long and why he's a very withdrawn dragon. He suffered a lot by men's hands. He also has other scars, but they were all made by humans, not by dragons. He's way better now, but when I found him, he was underfed, hurt and almost without any energy left…" Hiccup explained, still looking cautiously at the map.

Astrid's expression softened in compassion. Being in the Strike Tribe for about two weeks, her perspective about the dragons changed a lot, but she'd probably been feeling sad for them even before. Sure, she used to fight dragons and it was something she was not going to do anymore, however, she only fought to defend herself and her village. She'd never torture them or keep the poor creatures underfed. Even the ones they trained against received enough food and water.

"But where did you find this poor dragon, then?" Astrid asked petting the green dragon with sympathy in her voice. Hiccup pointed to one island on the map.

"Outcast Island." He gulped and his voice came dry, worried and darkly serious. "And if we pay attention, Berk is one of the closest places of 'Dragon Island,' where the queen's nest used to be. And Berk is also one of the few that's in the way to get there from Outcast Island."

Hiccup explained as he traced an imaginary line with his index finger connecting the representations of the two islands, starting on the drawing that was labeled as 'Outcast Island' and finishing in the one that said 'Dragon Island,' his finger passed very close to the one with 'Berk' written on it.

"Wait, lad, what are you trying to say?" Gobber asked at the same time Camicazi demanded with her voice almost choking, "Why would they go there?"

"What I'm trying to say it that the dragons that attacked Berk were… probably tortured by the Outcasts and when they managed to escape, they destroyed everything in their way, not because they were being mean but because they were hurt and afraid." Hiccup paused to take a breath. "And I don't know why they were going to 'Dragon Island,' my guess is that they were going because it used to be their nest. A lot of dragons still live there. And maybe, without the queen, they knew they'd feel safe there."

"Yeah, I guess that makes sense…"

"Shit! I didn't know that! I-I didn't know!" Hiccup's voice failed and his eyes were a bit wet from anger.

"But, Son, how could you know that in the first place? It's not your fault."

"I've been there, Dad. It was almost a year ago, they captured and put me in the dungeons… It was all empty. Aside from Sharpshot, there were no other dragons in there. But if they've been doing it for that long, there should've been other dragons in there!"

"Unless Alvin didn't want you to know about them. Maybe he ordered his men to take the dragons to a separate place and maybe they forgot Sharpshot, after all, he's small and could have been hidden or something. But what would he want to do with the dragons?" Camicazi managed to wonder still awestruck.

"He knew about me. About what I did. He wanted me to control the dragons for him." Hiccup gulped, nervous and enraged. "He wanted me to control them so he could take over the archipelago. And I can't believe I was so stupid that I didn't realize he probably had dragons in cages before!"

"Hiccup, how could you know that? You walked around the dungeons trying to find Toothless, yet you didn't see any other dragon in there." Camicazi pointed out, but it didn't matter to him.

"No, Cami. I was a fool. A stupidly idiotic moron! I need to do something! I need to save those poor dragons!" He said and turned to grab Toothless's saddle and prosthetic.

"You can't go, Son!"

"Try and stop me!" Hiccup was so irritated and angry that he wasn't thinking straight. "I need to go!"

"Hiccup!" Camicazi yelled getting his attention, "You're in no condition to engage in a fight against the Outcasts. I want to save the dragons as much as you do, but you can't right now in the state you're in, you're still recovering! Besides, you don't have a plan, yet. You know that we're gonna need one. And furthermore, I believe everyone in the village will want to help them too, but you can't go now. You might get captured and then, what? You need to sit down, think things through and form a fiendishly clever plan to save them and you try to rest and get better soon so we can put your plan into action!"

"I know. You're right. But they've been suffering for so long that I have to do something!" He mumbled in agreement.

"And you will plan it!"

"How can I plan it if I don't know anything about it. If they really hid the dragons, then the dungeons are much bigger than I imagined…"

"You will think of something. Now, sit down, I'll ask Heather and her parents if they know anything about it." Camicazi announced and Astrid led Hiccup back to his bed.

For the first time, he felt really bad for being in such rotten shape, he felt powerless and incapable. He wanted so badly to save them, yet he couldn't go. And the worst part was that he knew Camicazi was right. If he tried to go the situation might become even worse if he got captured or hurt. He needed to concentrate on the few things he could do though, since he couldn't change reality. He sat down and closed his eyes, wishing he could be well enough to go at least for a scouting mission.

Flashback 19

"Then what are we waiting for?" She asked anxiously and hopped on her dragon Thyra. In a matter of seconds, the three dragons were airborne with their humans.

A few hours later, they landed. It had been a while since any of them had been in that island. It wasn't much different since the last time they saw the debris of the place that used to be their home. It was hard for them to go there, and none of them though it would be that way.

From the day Hiccup found and helped them with the funeral ceremony, they left this now abandoned island and only came back to get some stuff they needed in the first couple of months. Initially, they intended to come back and keep living there as always, but they just couldn't, the feeling the place now incited in them was just too strong and awful for them to bear. All the lives lost there made the energy very heavy. And then, they got used to the Strike Tribe and started liking living there. They doubted they could ever live in this place again.

Being there still gave them an eerie feeling, even after almost two years. Eira rubbed her arms, it was almost as if the air around their former village was colder than moments ago. It was around noon and the sun was shining brightly despite the wind blowing so strongly and cold that it was like it could cut through skin.

"I don't know about you guys, but I kinda lost my appetite…" Eira replied. The routine of living in Drakheim helped them forget about the destruction they were looking at.

"Me too…" Hall agreed.

"Let's do what we came here for and go, okay?" Suggested Sten and both of his friends nodded in agreement. "I'll check if there's anything useful in the Great Hall, you two could check in the archive."

"Sure." Eira nodded and walked the other way with Hall and the two dragons following them.

Sten entered the remains of what used to be the Great Hall, one of the doors had fallen and was lying on the floor in front of it, the other was half broken and he thought it would be better not to move it, entering through the empty space of the first door, which was just enough for his Snafflefang to follow after him.

Everything was the way they left. The buildings of the village were still half destroyed and burned. The tables inside the Great Hall were the same way, in that some were mangled, moved, or even turned upside down, but all of them had a thick layer of dust over the wood. Sten sighed as he looked around, he was sad to notice there wasn't anything but broken dishes and messed up tables.

Meanwhile, Hall and Eira were searching the archive. It wasn't a really big place, enough to hold books of various subjects and a few important historical objects like the sword of the first chief of the tribe, for example. They started looking and reading the book titles, the thick dust layer was also present there. Eira started coughing after blowing on a few book covers.

"Are you okay?"

"Sure. It's just a little dust…"

"I meant you. I know you're very sad about being here. You can go back if you want to."

"Thanks, Hall. You're very sweet. But I can handle it. I'm not more upset than you or Sten, we all lost important people here. Though, I didn't know it would be that hard being here."

"Me too. I'm here if you need anything, okay?" She nodded and smiled; he couldn't help but point out to himself how beautiful her smile was. He looked away before he had the chance to embarrass himself by blushing. Then, he looked at something behind her. "Hey look at this one, 'Botany for the Northern Islands'. I'd guess it's exactly what we need."

As he approached to see the book a bit closer, he didn't notice he almost pressed her back against the bookshelf, the place was so tight and narrow that the dragons had to wait outside. Hall was also too focused on the words on the leather cover to notice her cheeks getting redder.

"Y-yes. I guess so…"

"And this one too, 'Poisonous Plants and Their Effects'."

"I-I think it's really interesting too…" She said stuttering and then he finally realized how close he was and backed away, quickly and embarrassed. The quiver on his back hit the bookshelf behind him and he awkwardly managed to give her space and not hurt himself in the process.

"Sorry. I didn't mean to bother you like that…"

"It's okay, Hall. I like when you're close, but let's finish this soon and go back, I think I'm starting to get hungry again… But I just don't want to eat on this island…"

"Me too. Let's grab the books and find Sten." Hall suggested, feeling his cheeks still a bit hot while he reached for all the books that had to do with what they wanted. They gathered 11 books and walked outside.

Sten had approached them by the time they were putting the books in their saddle compartments. Everything was very calm, until the dragons sniffed the air, looking around nervously before they started to growl. They shushed the dragons and wondered why they were like that.

"Do you think that maybe we're not the only ones on the island?" Hall asked them.

"I don't know, and I don't want to stay to find out. Did you find something?"

"Yes, we'll show you later." Eira responded sitting on her Shockjaw, Thyra. They did the same and they decided to leave quickly.

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