I'M SO SORRY I HAVEN'T UPDATED! The 6th was my 9 year old sister's birthday, so I couldn't update then, but I was hitting my head up against a wall (that's just an expression) about not updating yesterday! My family and I went to see Rise of the Guardians and when we got home I instantly looked up every single fanfiction about that. I am, again, very very sorry about that and I will try to make it up to you by putting four POV's in this chapter. Now for the thanks to reviewers...

imaginationflies: Yay! I caught somebody by surprise! I'm sorry for mission TWO straight days and here's Snotlout's POV. Thanks for reviewing!

minichurros123: You got it!

Guest: You got it too!

mystery girl234: Sure!

Tasermon's Partner: Yea, Astrid's history with Alvin was like I light bulb with me. I wasn't planning on doing it but then I was like, What if? And along with the whole needle anesthetic thing, you're right. Even if they don't have anesthetic they still have poison that could probably be exhumed. Thank you so much!

Messier42: Thanks!

Thanks to all favorites, followers, and reviewers. And now for the next installment!

-Shadow

Chapter Four

Snotlout glanced over at Astrid, who was doing spirals on Stormfly (probably just to show off). No matter how hard he tried, she still liked Hiccup better than him. Correction: She didn't really like him at all. List in thought, he was unprepared for the sharp swerve Hookfang did around some jagged rocks.

"Aaaaugh! Hookfang," he yelled at his dragon, angrily. His dragon let out a laugh-like snort, obviously very happy at making his rider frustrated. Snotlout was still in a bad mood; No matter how much he hated to admit it, he didn't want to risk his neck to save Hiccup. Even if he was the chief's son.

"When are we gonna be there," whined Tuff. He certainly had no pleasure in the distance they had to travel either. The twins were so bored, they weren't even arguing. Snotlout was starting to worry about them. Fishlegs just sat there, reading his stupid plant book or something. Who knew what else that guy did in his spare time.

Snotlout was coming up with a list of things that Fishlegs might do if no one was watching when he felt something with an extremely hot temperature whiz passed his left arm.

He jumped back (well, Hookfang did) at the sudden ball of fire. He looked down to see a big boat with an Outcast flag waving on a pole. Wow, that was pretty fast.

"Come on guys, let's go down," Astrid called to the rest of the teens.

"Finally," yelled Ruff, gleefully. As the group swooped down, more flaming balls of... yarn?... met them. Why yarn? Snotlout shrugged his shoulders at himself. They were big and caught fire easily. What's not to like?

Snotlout, who was not paying attention, heard the word, "Fire!" and, snapping back into reality, pulled back on his dragon's head, releasing the hot element Astrid had screamed out. She then yelled at the top of her lungs, "SNOTLOUT YOU IDIOT! I SAID DON'T FIRE! HICCUP'S STILL ON BOARD!"

"Well, I sorry!All I heard was fire! Astrid just rolled her eyes angrily and said, "Come on, we need to get down there!"

Before anyone had a chance to answer, she swooped down toward the burning ship. Growling, Snotlout fallowed her, along with the other hesitant teens. They landed on board, looking for any sign of life.

"Split up," yelled Astrid over the roar of the flames. Snotlout scoured the deck for any sign of Hiccup, until he actually smacked himself on the head. If Hiccup was anywhere, he would be below deck! Snotlout ran down the wooden steps as fast as he could; They were running out of time.

"Hiccup," he called, ashes stinging his eyes. Then, without warning, the boat collapsed in on him.

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Fishlegs ran to his dragon as fast as he could. He hopped up onto Meatlug, knowing that if he stayed he'd probably crumble down into the ocean with the ship; It was falling to pieces. He scanned the Outcast boat for the other teens. This obviously hadn't been the ship they had been looking for, because Alvin hadn't been on it.

Soon enough, Fishlegs was joined by Ruffnut and Tuffnut, who had immediately left when they established the ship was going to collapse. Meanwhile, Astrid had gone below to look for Snotlout. There was a crumbling sound the Fishlegs looked down in horror.

The boat was going down.

He screamed out Snot's and Astrid's names without any luck. They went down with the ship. All three of the remaining teens began to scour the ocean for their missing friends, and soon found Astrid. She had a few cuts, but other than that, she was all right. How she had been able to survive that, Fishlegs didn't know, and she probably didn't want to talk about it.

"Snotlout," she gasped once she was back up on Stormfly. They began their search again, too busy to notice a small boat carrying two Outcasts, sailing away.

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Alvin watched as two of his men sailed a small safety boat toward his. One of his lookouts had spotted it earlier, and now he was awaiting their news.

"So?" he grunted as the two Outcasts scrambled onto the deck.

"Sir," one said, "Five kids found the decoy ship and used their dragons to burn it down. We're hoping they'll give up and go home. They might think the boy is dead." Alvin scowled.

"Stoik is smarter than that. If they go back, he'll come out to look for us." The two vikings looked like they were worried that Alvin was going to kill them for bringing such bad news. They weren't supposed to find the decoy so fast.

"We'd better get moving, then," he muttered. He went to fetch Stoik's boy when he saw his home on the horizon.

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Hiccup was completely unprepared when the door to his prison was slammed open and Alvin walked inside. Without a word, the large Outcast grabbed him by his hair and roughly steered him to the deck, ignoring Hiccup's struggles and protests. Only when Hiccup saw Outcast Island, did Alvin begin to speak.

"Now, get ready boy, because when we get there, you're going to be teachin' us how to train our dragons." Hiccup said nothing, knowing that he should save his fight for later. He was going to make sure Alvin failed, or he would die trying.