This is my FORTH update today. I know, this story's not making any sense so far...but WAIT until you read THIS chapter! This is where it gets weally cwazy! :D Anyways, shout-outs:

Wanli8970: Aha! WHOOP WHOOP! GREAT IDEA! :D I will have to use that for Flara's story! FUN FUN FUN! CANNOT WAIT! :D

silverwolvesarecool: Yeah...it gets real crazy in this chapter. OOPS WAS THAT OUT LOUD!? XD! Seriously though. Some crazy things happen...

QueenAurora: Um...I know the second one is the wind, but I have no idea about the other two! Those are GOOOOOOOOD riddles! Please give me the answers, I'm clueless!

amillipede: No kidding! :)

Jesusfreak: CORRECT AND CORRECT! TWO POINTS! WHOOP WHOOP! :D I know the second one is Age, isn't it? But I don't know about the first one... I have one for you! What can you lose but never gain? :) HAVE FUN! I know...I'm weird a bit, too, now, I don't know if it's good or bad for myself...I guess it's somewhere in the middle. :)

I acknowledged my bedroom with renewed awe. I remembered being here sometime in my past, I just didn't remember when, or who was with me.

My walls were nearly covered with drawings of Toothless, people from Berk, other dragons, or new ideas I had somehow managed to get. Toothless ignored me and moved over to his stone slab in the corner, breathing a small bout of plasma on it before curling up and closing his eyes.

I dismissed the dragon and turned back to look at my room. Everything seemed so...distant. Distant memories of distant occasions, none of which I could remember even faintly.

I saw a notebook and charcoal pencil on the desk and instantly moved over to it, fingering the charcoal uneasily. I sat down at the chair in front of the desk and tapped the pencil against the wooden top.

"I grew up here, Toothless," I said, my voice flat, exposing no emotion, not that there was anyone around there to have heard it. "But yet it all seems so distant."

The dragon's head perked up at the mention of his name, and he regarded me as I spoke. Not knowing what else to do, I flipped through the notebook, found an empty page, and sketched.

I wasn't hardly aware of my hand guiding the charcoal pencil across the paper. My mind wandered as I tried to remember something; anything, really, about my past. But nothing came.

I thought about Astrid. How had we met? When was the first time I saw her?

My mind was like scattered pieces of a jigsaw puzzle. The pieces fit together someway or another, no matter how unlikely it seemed.

My hand moved on its own, drawing something I wasn't even aware of. Drawing helped me think, so I decided to try.

I looked at one of the drawings on the walls. It was a perfectly detailed picture of a man, fully clad in armor, countless weapons strapped at his side and on his back. He wore a helmet with two thin horns sticking out of the top, curving slightly when the horns reached mid-point.

The picture's caption read "Dagur the Deranged, Chief of Berserk."

I read the caption, and looked at the picture again. My eyes raced back and forth; caption, picture, caption, picture, caption, picture, and so on, back and forth. There was a memory of him...but it was a recent memory. Not a distant memory. A small clip flooded into my mind:

I was running. It was almost pitch black, rain pulsing from dark, heavy clouds in an extreme downpour. I ran through a forest, alone. Someone was chasing me...

I gripped the sides of my head and stumbled backwards, nearly tripping over my own feet. Toothless perked up and looked at me before standing and rushing over. He nuzzled my side, but I made no move of recognition.

I tripped over a root in the ground and stumbled, tumbling into a puddle of muddy rainwater. I flipped over on my back and crawled backwards, longing to get away from my attacker.

"Agh!" I cried out, grabbing the side of the bookcase to steady myself as I swayed uneasily, back and forth with one hand while the other hand continued to grip my left temple. Toothless barked worriedly, licking my face, but the memories kept flooding back like a leak through a dam.

My attacker had advanced in a sprint, coming at me, an arrow notched firmy in a crossbow he held tightly with both hands. He aimed it straight at me even from a far distance and fired...

"STOP!" I pretty much screamed. "STOP IT!"

Toothless roared frantically. Then, without another motion, he turned and jumped out the window. I instantly ran over.

"Toothless!" I called. "Toothless! Don't go! Toothless!"

...there was a sharp pain in my shoulder, and I screamed as the attacker got closer to me. He approached in a quick run, coming closer and closer to me. I got up with all the willpower I had and ran...

I grabbed the window sill to keep from falling over. The pain in my head was almost unbearable now. I felt dizzy and unable to stay on my feet. I wanted the memories to stop. At that time, I would have given anything to get them to stop.

I turned around and tripped by mistake. Tree branches scratched my face as I fell and rolled down a somewhat steep hill, landing in a puddle of murky water.

I moved and leaned up against the wall, sinking to the ground and bringing my knees up to my chest. My hands gripped the sides of my head and I cried out again. It was so awful. Unbearably awful.

I got up and ran. I ran and ran and ran until a building was in sight. I quickly raced as fast as I could to it and jerked open the doors. I shouted "THEY'RE COMING" and then passed out.

"NO!" I shouted. "No no no no no! STOP! STOP IT! PLEASE!"

At that moment, I was vaguely aware of the front door swinging open and a few sets of footsteps ascending the stairwell. I shut my eyes, trying to keep the pain in my throbbing head and now pounding shoulder at bay, but with no such success.

"Hiccup!" shouted Astrid's voice. I was just barely aware of her kneeling in front of me, trying to pry my hands away from my head. "Hiccup, Hiccup talk to me," she pleaded.

I felt other people kneel down and stare at me with concern. I forced my eyes open to find Astrid, Fishlegs, Snotlout, Ruffnut, Tuffnut and Toothless all gazing down at me, their eyes filled with confusion and worry.

"Hiccup, what's wrong!?" Astrid demanded, shaking my shoulders. "Say something!"

"What?" I said half-consciously.

"Not that!" said Astrid. "What happened!? What's wrong!?"

I couldn't answer. Instead, I fainted.