How You Doing Insane Gang!

The last chapter for his mini-series I hope you guys enjoyed it.

Disclaimer: All rights belong to Dreamworks. Arne and Torvald are my OCs.

Torvald and others chiefs separated the two tribes.

"A commitment duel has been initiated!"

Chiefs, warriors, and traders flooded to the arena. It used to be a dragon fighting pit for entertainment until it was deemed too dangerous ever since someone by the name of Drago took control of them many years ago.

Toothless was going to fly down to stand beside Hiccup but Stoick held back his harness. "Sorry Dragon but Hiccup has to do this himself."

Hiccup only had his fire sword with him as his shield was stuck back at the Edge. Arne opted to just use his sword that was always sheathed into his belt.

Torvald settled down the spectators, Arne's tribe and the Hooligans sat opposed to one another.

"The rules are simple, whoever critically injured or killed first is the loser. The hand of Astrid Hofferson is at stake!"

Astrid whispered down to Hiccup while Torvald was going over formalities.

"Are you sure you know what you're doing?"

"Hopefully, I think I can do it but we'll see."

Astrid bit her bottom lip. "Oh and for the love of Odin be careful."

"Yeah..." Hiccup drawled out, "That seems unlikely."

"Hiccup Haddock are you ready?" Torvald asked.

He took a deep breath and nodded.

Arne sneered, swinging his sword to and fro.

"I'm going to cut your head off Haddock!"

Hiccup cringed. "Please don't I like my head where it is, thanks."

Arne swung at him carelessly, only to be blocked by Hiccup's sword.

Immediately he was put on the defensive as the young chief kept bearing down on his with rage-filled strikes. Arne tripped Hiccup sending him tumbling to the ground. Boos could be heard coming from the Hooligan side while cheers roared from the opposite direction.

Hiccup rolled away from the weapon ready to impale him. He scrambled up just in time to duck.

"Come on Brother! You look like a headless chicken out there!" Dagur yelled.

"I don't think that's helping Dagur." Fishlegs pointed out.

Folkmar snapped his fingers. "But I think I know what will."

He stood up using his hands to amplify his voice.

"Coward! Are you even trying?! The future chief of Berk can't even sword fight!"

Snotlout gasped, "Oh my Thor! What have you done?"

The twins cheered, throwing their arms in time with their chant. "Thor's mighty hammer! Thor's mighty hammer!"

Hiccup scowled and narrowed his eyes. Arne laughed at the jab, unknown to him that it was supposed to help Hiccup. "Ha! Ha! Yes! You're a coward for having a beast fight your battles."

Hiccup powered through a strike for the first time catching Arne off guard. He jammed the butt of his blade into the chief's side. Arne bent, covering his wounded side that was definitely bruised. Hiccup moved behind to slice his knee out from under him. Arne collapsed on the dirt holding his knee. He barely missed the fire blade, flames licked close to his face, the intense heat caused him to get slightly burnt.

Arne shifted, making Hiccup have to take a step back to regain his footing.

The young chief got up to retaliate. Hiccup was able to cut him in the arm. He was limping as blood dribbled down his leg. With his bad leg, Arne had no choice but to block the next attack with his sword abling HIccup to sucker punch him straight in the nose.

The cracking sound was loud, it mingled with the cringes and gasps of the spectators.

Arne choked on the blood rushing out of his nose and his loss of breath.

The bridge of his nose was crunched together and his nostrils faced left. He tilted his head down to spit as much blood as possible and a tooth came out along with a frothy mixture of saliva and blood.

Distracted, Hiccup sliced another shallow cut on his hips and disarmed him.

There were few cries to kill him but Hiccup was better than that.

"This is your one chance to live, I would take it if I were you." Hiccup advised.

Arne's eyes flicked back and forth at Hiccup's sword pointing at his throat and his tribesmen. Sighing, he lifted his hands up in surrender.

Torvald separated the two and held up Hiccup's hand.

"Hiccup Haddock has been declared the winner!'

Hooligans flooded the arena, congratulating Hiccup. Astrid just about jumped him, hugging the life out of him.

"Thank you Hiccup."

Hiccup held her tighter. "You would have beaten him worse than me."

Astrid pulled her head back to peck him in the cheek. "I guess this means I belong to you now."

He shook his head, "I didn't do it for me regardless of this thing we have now but when the time comes I want you to choose who you want to spend your life with, not because of a stupid outdated law said so."

"But tradtionally—"

Hiccup chuckled lightly and raised an eyebrow. "When have I ever followed tradition?"

Hope you guys liked this mini-series. Not as good as my last one but not bad.

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