As I said, I will update what I'm inspired for. But since this is so early, I might be able to update ROTDR as well today... hmmm... Keep your eyes peeled readers, who knows.
There is a list with my OC's on my profile, per LunarNightDreamer's request.
So, this is kinda... angsty... I'm sorry in advance, but this chapter contains violence and torture. So yeah... not for the faint hearted. And not for people who are in love with little, adorable Hiccup, because he does get hurt.
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Enjoy!
The Adventurous Adventures of Hiccup and Wrenlou
Finding Night Fury Island, Part II
Pain.
That was the first thing he felt.
Pain that split his head in two.
He groaned, carefully opening his eyes. It was dark around him. He sat up, looking around the room. The only light came from a small window high in the wall. He stood up, shaking on his legs. His ribs hurt from the kick and his head was spinning. He stumbled, falling back against the wall. He blinked a few times, trying to clear his vision. It was just dark.
He let his hands glide over the wall. He felt rough stones. He was slowly starting to panic. It was clear to him he was in a prison cell, but he had no idea where he was. And worst of all, he had no idea where Toothless was either.
'H... hello? I... is any one there? Hello?'
His voice echoed within the walls, disappearing quickly, the small sound not even lingering. No answer came. He called out again, a little louder, the sound dispersing just as quickly. It was like the walls absorbed the sound, never letting it leave the room. He backed up until he felt the rough stones scrape his back through his tunic. They had taken his suit, along with every weapon he had.
He curled up in the corner, his hands covering his head. Tears were silently falling and fear was clawing at his heart.
Where was he?
Where was Toothless?
What had they done to him?
What where they planning?
What did they want?
Who were they?
He had no idea how long he had been left in the dark and his head shot up when the door opened. The light that poured in stung his eyes, and when the initial blindness faded he saw a man standing in the doorway. Before he could say anything, the man came in and grabbed his wrist, hauling him to his feet. He yelped when the man painfully twisted his arm behind his back, before pulling the other one behind his back as well and tying his wrists. He was then pushed out of the cell into a long hallway. He was pushed towards a door, the man now had his neck in a painfully tight grasp.
'Where are you taking me? What do you want?'
His voice was shaking with tears and tight with fear. The man didn't answer him, but shoved him through the door into another room. This one was dimly lit by torches on the wall and a singe fire in the middle of the room. His eyes grew wide.
This was a torture room. There was no doubt about it.
There was old blood all over the walls, fresher stains covering older ones. There was a table to the left, all kinds of knifes, branding irons and whips thrown across is.
His breath caught in his throat when the man dragged him to the wall opposite of the door, to a pair of metal shackles. He struggled, trying to get away, but he was too small and too weak to even stand a chance.
'Pl... please... If... if this is b... because I landed on your beach, j... just give me Toothless and we'll go... promise...'
The man hit him over the head and he shrieked. His wrists were untied, but were quickly locked in the shackles and secured above his head. Then he was left alone, his entire body shaking. He was terrified, even more so than on the days Snotlout had cornered him to beat him up. He felt tears burn again and didn't bother to contain them this time. Even in this position, chained to a wall, unable to move his arms, there was only one thing he really feared.
What had they done with Toothless?
He couldn't stand the thought of losing his best friend, the only friend he ever had, the one that gave him his freedom. Without Toothless, he would be stranded here, left to the mercy of these men he didn't know.
Then a terrifying new thought found it's way into his mind. What if these men had already killed the dragon? And what if they weren't planning on killing him, but selling him into slavery? He had come across some slaveships, always steering clear, but he knew what it would mean to be sold into slavery. He would be stripped of everything he was, his entire identity would be lost and any hope he had of ever returning to Berk would be lost.
His breathed started to become ragged, his breaths coming out as shorts gasps, fogging in the cold air. He didn't know how long he stood, trembling, waiting and he almost screamed when the door opened.
It was a different man this time, ragged red hair poking in every direction. He stared at him with cold, dark eyes before he stepped in, closing the door behind him. Hiccup backed up against the wall, as if he was trying to disappear into it, but the stones were hard and unyielding, just like the chains around his wrists.
The man stopped just in front of him. He was at least twice as tall and four times as wide as the small boy in front of him and Hiccup stared up at him with wide open eyes.
'W... what do you want f... from me...?'
His voice was no more then a trembling whisper, and the man suddenly lashed out, striking his head hard. Hiccup shrieked when his head collided with the wall behind him and lights exploded behind his eyes. The man grabbed his neck, lifting him from the ground, asking something in a strange language he didn't understand.
And even if he understood, he couldn't answer. His airflow was cut off as he dangled in the mans grasp, his back scraping the wall and soon he was gasping for breath, his lungs screaming for air. Just when he thought he would die, the man let go and he fell, stopped by the chains. The man must have pulled them tighter, raising him higher because his feet no longer touched the ground. He could only gasp at the flash of pain that shout through his arms and shoulders when the chains jolted him to a halt.
The man asked his question again and when he didn't get an answer, drove his fist in Hiccup's stomach, driving out every bit of air he had just sucked in again. The jolt send a new flash of pain through his wrists and shoulders. The man grabbed his jaw, turning his head from side to side before slamming it into the wall again. The pain exploded with so much force he thought his head had exploded, but he didn't have much time to think about it. Blackness surrounded him once more, and he almost welcomed it.
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He woke up with a jolt, gasping at the pain in his head and chest. When his vision cleared he saw he was still in the torture room, still hanging from the wall. The man was nowhere to be found and the fire had gone out, leaving only the torches. He let out a small whimper when he tried to move and only succeeded in sending another flash of pain through his wrists.
Suddenly the door opened, revealing the same red haired man as before. Immediately fear caught his throat, but the man unchained him, tying his hands again and shoving him out the door. His arms felt like they were on fire and his legs were shaking from being in that position for gods know how long. He was dragged through the hallway, barely able to keep up with the man, who didn't seem to care his prisoner would stumble every few steps.
He was dragged outside, onto a small courtyard. And in the middle of that courtyard stood a cage.
'Toothless! Toothless...'
Tears flowed down his cheeks, both relieved to see the dragon alive and afraid of what they would do. The dragon tried to make a sound, but his mouth was secured tightly, allowing only muffled sounds. After a few moment he was dragged away again, the dragon frantically trying to break free from the ropes and chains holding him. Hiccup fought the man with all his strength, planting his heels in the ground, but the man was too strong for him. Suddenly the dragon howled in pain and fear flooded him. What were they doing to him? He tried to turn his head, but the iron grip the man had on his neck prevented any movement and he was simply dragged along when he refused to walk.
He was thrown back in the cell, shoved hard through the door after his hands had been untied. He collided with the wall, shrieking at the pain it caused in his shoulder. He quickly stumbled back to the door, throwing his entire weight into it.
'No! Let me out! Toothless!'
He banged the door until his hands were bleeding and he was exhausted, tears were flowing down his face and he curled up in the corner next to the door, his head pressed against his knees. Fir the first time he longed for home. Even if he had been beaten up by Snotlout, ignored by everyone including his father, he had been left alone. This, this was just a nightmare.
After a while, he started to get a vague sense of time. He would be taken to that room, chained to the wall and beaten by that red haired man and then he would be taken back and left in the cell. If he was right about the days, he had been here a week now. He was sure his entire body was bruised, his ribs most likely broken. The man never used any of his tools on him, probably afraid he would kill him.
Right now he lay curled up in the corner, the cold stone painfully hard against the bruises on his skin. His mouth was dry, the last time he had been given water was two days ago and he hadn't eaten since he got here. It had been so perfect after he had left Berk. Sure, it had been hard finding food, shelter, but he had Toothless. He had been free. He hadn't really thought about home for seven months, now he wished he had stayed.
His head shot up when the door opened and he whimpered when it revealed the red-haired man. He tried to hide in the dark, but the man walked towards him and dragged him to his feet, pinning him to the wall. The man asked his question, but Hiccup still didn't understand him. The man threw him on the ground and he started to crawl away, only to be dragged back.
He had learned it was the same question the man kept asking, he had started to recognize the words, but not their meaning. The man kicked him again, his heavy boot connecting with his ribs and he cried out, tears starting flowing down his face. This wasn't how it usually went. He had been brought back to his cell no more than a few hours ago, the man shouldn't be here. But then again, he was a prisoner, they could do whatever they wanted.
The man threw him against the wall and left, slamming the door shut. Hiccup curled up where he had landed on the floor, his arms around his chest. All he wanted now was his bed, his own bed back on Berk.
The door swung open again and when he looked up, he gasped. The man had come back, holding a sword. He came closer, a menacing look in his eyes, the sword clenched firmly in his hand. Hiccup tried to back up, but was stopped by the wall. The sword swung in his direction, but despite his weakened state he managed to dodge the blow and he made a run towards the door.
A sharp pain exploded in his back and send him to the floor, screaming and writhing at the hot flashing pain that now controlled his body. A shadow towered over him and he knew that the man was going to kill him.
There was a loud shriek and a BOOM in the distance. He heard screaming and suddenly the door slammed open, revealing a black dragon growling with teeth bared.
'Toothless...'
He couldn't manage more than a whisper before his voice gave out. The dragon fired a plasmablast at the man, sending him through the wall. Then he was next to Hiccup with a single jump. He nudged his shoulder, sending a flash of pain through his back and he choked back a cry. Toothless wailed and pressed down low on the ground next to him. With his last bit of strength he managed to get in the saddle. As soon as he was, the dragon shot out of the cell, running towards the door that led to freedom.
Hiccup was biting his lip to keep from crying out as every movement from the dragon caused agonizing pain and focused on getting the tailfin in the right position. Finally the blasted through the door and Toothless spread his wings. One jump and a click later they were in the air, the island disappearing quickly. As soon as they were save, he leaned forward on the dragon, taking short quick breaths to avoid too much pain. Toothless wailed again, clearly worried about his friend.
They had flown for hours already and he was fighting unconsciousness. He needed to stay awake to control the tail, he couldn't fall asleep. But he was so tired... his entire body hurt, he had no idea what his back looked like, but he knew there was a bleeding wound. He had felt the blood run down his back, although it had now dried into an itchy crust.
Toothless crooned and he lifted his head from the dragon's black scales. There was an island in front of them, but it looked completely different from the one they came from. Beaches with white sand bordered the island, the ocean seemed azure blue. Almost the entire island was covered in trees, the many shades of green blending to one blanket of colours.
'T... Toothless...'
His head fell back on the dragons neck. Toothless shot down on the beach, landing a little hard on the sand. Hiccup was flung from his back as they rolled through the sand and he screamed when he felt the wound reopen. Toothless was at his side instantly, crooning softly and gently nudging him. He tried to get up, but all his strength had left him and he couldn't move. The dragon wailed loudly and then he felt teeth close around his ankle. Very careful not to bite his foot off the dragon dragged him across the beach. Hiccup didn't struggle, but he was glad he was on his stomach and not his back.
He was gently dragged into a small cave like opening in the rocks and he curled up as soon as the dragon let go of his foot. Toothless curled up behind him as close as he could and he felt the heat from the dragon's body seep through his clothes.
He relaxed as much as his beaten body allowed him to, inhaling sharply at every little movement. He stared onto the beach, the waves crashing on the sand providing an pleasant background noise and he allowed it to hush him to sleep.