Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN HOW TO TRAIN YOUR DRAGON. However I did make this story.

So how's everyone doing, will we're back with another chapter. I've chosen to update this monthly update, however this may change at anytime. But this probably won't happen as far as I can see. I would like to say thank you to you the audience for reading this and/or previous story so far. Here's the next part in the story.

The next morning started off rather uneventful with the exception of maybe the slight pain from yesterday. Eric agreed to meet me an hour past noon before we'd proceed any further regarding my personal matters with Drago. So I wondered about the town with a small amount of amazement. Since I've been to enough towns and villages to know all are the same with a few differences between them.

"SPIRIT WALKER," I heard a voice off a ways from me. I looked around to see a woman pointing toward me. After looking around, I attempted to ignore her. But she decided to follow me and uttered the same words again at me as she walked.

It wasn't until I reach a few building away from the inn that I had enough of it.

"I beg of you, please stop what it is you are doing. I do not know what it is you speak of. I ask that you leave me be." I said holding in my anger in a calmly matter. However, this did not deter the woman as she continued her pursue. Instead of dealing with the public eye, I headed into an alleyway to question her. That was when she stopped saying the words, but still followed.

"What is it that you want from me? And what is this "spirit walker" of which you speak?" I said still holding in my anger. She merely pointed at me as her answer, which was still as confusing when she started.

"Yes, but what is it? What does it have to do with me?" I said thinking that this was going nowhere.

"A person who's been to the other side and back. But, you are not the same person you were when you left." She answered with a quiver in her voice. I was still confused as I wasn't anything of the sort. Although I was killed, I later revived myself. But I felt death loom close by me since that day, ready to strike and take me away.

"Please, just me leave alone." I said walking away from her. I didn't turn around to look at her as I walked away, but it felt like she just stood and watched.

Eric and I agreed we'd meet at the inn. I found he hadn't arrived at the inn by the time I got there. But it wasn't long before the he arrived with his "friends" who sat idly at another table watching us.

"So, how are you my friend?" He said opening the conversation.

"Better it would seem," I replied keeping the hood on.

"Well let us drink," he said before getting two full mugs of brew. He took at sip of his upon sitting down and handing me my drink. Although I wasn't in the mood, I didn't want to upset him.

As we drank first the brew, which wasn't affecting me right away, but as time went on. Before long it was started to take it's effects on me in full swing. Although it wasn't as bad as it was during Hiccup and Astrid's wedding party. But the difference is slight in comparison between the two events. It wasn't until now that I realized little was said of Drago in any regard. But the thought kept slipping away every time the thought came to me after about the first two drinks. Eventually I had so much brew that I blacked out.

The next morning I woke to a rocking sensation before opening my eyes. Which I soon realized I was aboard a ship headed to who knows where. My head soon ached from the event of last night, but wasn't serious other than annoying. But the last thing I could recall was laying my head on the table as everyone enjoyed themselves to their hearts content. During which Eric rambled on about whatever came to his mind, to which I didn't listen.

Eric couldn't be found on the ship, but I saw someone I haven't seen in years. "Eret, son of Eret." My head ached too much to try to remember him years back then other than it wasn't a pleasant memory I'd keep.

"Ah, welcome aboard my ship stranger. I'm Eret, son of Eret, and this is my crew." Eret said as he gave me a hand getting up and showing me everyone aboard. Eric? Appeared from below the ship and approached us.

"I see you're better now Eric." Eric said to me. I didn't have much of a clue how I felt at that moment. As I was confused, angry, nervous, and some emotions that I just showed almost nothing on my face.

"Yes I am, but if you'd excuse me. I must speak with Eric alone." I said to Eric and Eret before dragging Eric below decks.

"Eric, WHERE IN THE BLUE SEAS AM I AT! AND WHERE ARE WE GOING?" I yelled at him with no restraint.

"We're headed for Drago's ships. Now if you'd calm down, we'll get there in a few hours or more." He simply replied.

"Ok, thank you. I am sorry for yelling, but I am at a loss with my bearings since last night. If I may ask, how long was I out for?" I asked know what the answer would be.

"Since last night when you passed out. I brought you here a short time later after I was done before I passed out on the ship." I said and I felt worse after yelling at him for actions. There was a short silence before we left each other to do what Eret needed done or whatever in general.

It took some time before I could consider himself back to normal as last nights happens were still a bit hazy. However, I could recall mostly everything else with some memory gaps from years past.

Some time later, we came into view of Drago's hideout from a far appearing a bit small. It wasn't until we sailed closer that I saw some of the items from years ago.

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