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Okay, so, THEY RELEASED THE TITLES TO THE NEXT THIRTEEN EPISODES. I REPEAT, THEY RELEASED THE TITLES FOR THE NEXT THIRTEEN EPISODES! AND HERE THEY ARE! :D

Team Astrid
Night of the Hunters, Part 1
Night of the Hunters, Part 2
Bad Moon Rising
Snotlout Gets the Axe
The Zippleback Experience
Snow Way Out
Edge of Disaster, Part 1
Edge of Disaster, Part 1
Shock and Awe
A Time to Skrill
Maces and Talons, Part 1
Maces and Talons, Part 2

OMGOSH, GUYS, I AM SOOOOOOOOOOOOOO EXCITED! LET ME KNOW IF YOU ALL FEEL THE SAME WAY! :D :D :D

Sorry about that...I just...SO EXCITED. OH GOSH SO EXCITED. Thank you all for the reviews last chapter, and I'm sorry I didn't update yesterday. :'( BUT HERE IT IS! :D Enjoy! :D

"It wasn't my fault!" Avril shouted happily, jumping backwards and spinning around in a circle. She nearly crashed into Astrid, who reached a hand out to steady her sister, but Avril had already rushed down the stairs and out the door, shouting, "It wasn't my fault!" probably to anyone she saw.

"What was that about?" Hiccup asked Astrid once the door slammed shut, indicating the younger girl's departure.

"Oh," said Astrid, "that. Well...she was worried you would be mad at her once she saw you again."

"Yeah," said Hiccup. "She made that kind of apparent. I'm glad she's doing better. It's really great."

"Yeah," said Astrid. "The Gemsho said that she should get better in a matter of days, or somethin'...I just didn't know it would have happened so fast. I'm not complaining either way, though. In fact, I'm quite relieved."

"Oh, well, that's gre-" Hiccup started, but cut himself off with a sharp inhale of pain, gripping his stomach and squeezing his eyes shut.

"Hiccup?" said Astrid as soon as she saw his state. "Hiccup, what's wrong?"

"N-nothing," said Hiccup, trying to pull his hand away, but failing. He couldn't; the pain was too great. "I'm...f-f-fine…" He curled into himself, and then screamed just slightly, the pain increasing dramatically.

Astrid gasped in terror as she raced over to the bedside, grabbing Hiccup's arm in an attempt to pull it away from his wound to see if maybe the infection was worsening. What she saw, though, was worse. Blood was seeping through the bandages and his shirt, coating his hand lightly from where he held it.

Astrid gasped, her breath quickening.

"Hiccup, you're bleeding!" she shouted as she grabbed a cloth from the floor and pressed it to his wound. Hiccup's eyes shot open, his breathing uneven and shaky as the pain was taking its toll.

"I-I'll get the healer!" Astrid called to him as she stumbled towards the stairs, tripping over her own feet until she finally managed to tumble out the door, running as fast as possible towards the healer's house.

"VALARIE!" she screamed as she threw the door open, nearly face planting the ground as she did so. Valarie looked up at the girl suddenly before racing forward, holding Astrid up by the shoulders.

"Astrid, what happened?" the healer demanded.

"It's...Hiccup," Astrid managed to gasp out. "S-something's wrong with him! I think his wound reopened!"

Valarie instantly pushed past the girl, grabbing her bag of supplies as she started running. Astrid took off after the healer, not even giving herself time to catch her breath. She was terrified, now. The Gemsho may have been gone, but its damage still remained.

Valarie and Astrid burst through the door and ran up the stairs, Valarie in front, Astrid behind her. Hiccup was still curled into himself on the bed, whimpering and clutching his wound, trying to keep the cloth pressed against it.

Valarie raced over, placing her hand on his forehead just to withdraw a moment later, dumping the contents of her satchel on the floor beside her and digging through them to find some bandages.

"Astrid, go get some water, hurry!" Valarie shouted, and the girl nodded, not having to think twice as she darted back down the stairs, out the door, and towards the well.

She grabbed a bucket as she ran, skidding to a stop in front of Berk's water supplier before she dunked the bucket into the well, water pouring into it. Once it was filled, she ran back towards the Haddock residence, her heart pounding in her ears.

By the time she made it back up the stairs to the loft, the bucket was only half filled with water, but at least it was enough. She crossed the room and set the bucket down next to Valarie, who was undoing Hiccup's bloodstained bandages in somewhat of a mad haste.

Valarie wasted no time in tossing the used gauze to the floor, grabbing a clean cloth from her scattered satchel contents, dipping it in the water, and then washing the blood away from the wound so she could see it. Hiccup gasped in pain for response, his breathing labored and wheezy.

With the wound mostly clean, Valarie got a good look at the deep gash. When she did, she gasped.

"Oh no…" she muttered.

"What!?" Astrid demanded. "What is it!? What's wrong!?" Valarie didn't respond. "VALARIE!" Astrid yelled.

Valarie swallowed. "The infection worsened," she said. "In just so short a time as well, and that's not a good sign at all, Astrid. If this pace continues…" Her voice trailed off, and she glanced up at Astrid. "There's nothing I can do," she said. "I can't drain the infection, he's not strong enough, and he's lost a lot of blood just from it reopening...it's still bleeding, too, Astrid," she added, pressing multiple cloths to the wound, which were already looking blood soaked.

She started wrapping the wound again, over and over with multiple layers of bandages and gauze, trying to stem the bleeding. Hiccup had passed out now, limp and unresponsive, which just added to the worry of both Astrid and the healer.

"I need to drain the infection," said Valarie, "but I can't. He's far, far too weak. His body won't be able to take it, especially after the blood loss he just suffered. He won't survive if I do, for certain."

"If you don't do it...will he die?" said Astrid.

"Maybe," said Valarie. "I know that if I do try to drain it he will most assuredly die. We can...just let him try to fight it on his own-"

"No!" said Astrid. "No, there has to be something we can do, Valarie!"

"I don't know, Astrid," said Valarie. "I'll look through some books of mine and see if there isn't something that can help, but...I don't know what good it will do. I am very sorry."

"What are you saying?" said Astrid, her voice dropping, although it still held the angry, demanding tone that would have made anyone want to do as she said. "Why are you apologizing like this?"

Valarie swallowed nervously. "I'm sorry," she said. "I don't expect him to survive the night."