"How many times must I repeat myself?!" Atali snapped, kicking a Marine in the leg.
The Marine cried out in pain, grasping his leg and dropping the tray of food he was carrying.
"Are my instructions too complicated to penetrate that thick head of yours?" she said. "I require three times as the food you're presenting me; anything less than that is completely insufficient. Do you want to be turned to stone again?"
"No! Please, we're very sorry," said a Marine. "We'll be more careful next time."
"Bring another meal to her specifications and replace this one!"
The Marines finally provided Atali with the food she had requested. Of course, she shared it with Hiccup and Astrid.
"They finally brought the right amount," she said.
"I just hope they don't get suspicious with all the food you're requesting," said Astrid as they tucked in.
"I threatened them with a do not provide the amount, I will turn them to stone again," she told them.
"Let's just hope they don't lose their patience and investigate what's going on," said Hiccup.
"Damnit, I can't see anything," said a voice.
"I know the curtain is closed."
"Hold on, a minute. There's an open space right over here."
Two Marines were trying to take a peek at Atali through the cabin window, unaware that Atali could hear.
Atali then opened the door and quickly backed off.
"Love-Love Beam!" she said and turned the two of them to stone.
She then closed the door and made her way back into a cabin.
"A pair of peeping Toms?" Astrid assumed.
"I did warn them that if they tried anything, I would turn them to stone," said Atali as she sat down.
"Men do stupid things when they head over heels," said Astrid.
"Not going to contradict to there," said Hiccup.
The three of them then laughed.
Nationally, Marines found the two stone statues of their crewmates, and you knew that this was a warning.
"Wow, look at that."
"It's a warning. If anyone ever tries to peek into her room, this is what will happen."
"She's so scary."
After they finished eating, Hiccup leaned back on the sofa and looked at his viva card.
"We'll save him," Astrid promised.
Meanwhile, on an island in the South Blue, Chopper was tracking through a creepy forest. He was groggy; he had more or less just transformed from his monster form to his hybrid form.
"Hiccup," he said weakly. "Guys? Why isn't anyone else here? Did they kill them?" He began to cry as he tried to deny this possibility. "That's ridiculous! Don't even think it! It's not true, it can't be! Guys!"
However, no one answered.
"Hey, Chopper!" said a voice.
Chopper looked around and saw that Hiccup was standing on a tree branch.
"Hiccup!" he cried.
He then turned around, and to his joy, he saw the other Dragon Riders smiling at him.
"You're here!" he cried.
Unfortunately, all of this was simply a dream, as he was still recovering from his transformation and was now talking in his sleep.
"When I woke up, I was all alone," he said. "I wasn't scared at all, really."
Then, a giant birdlike creature nuzzled its peak against his cheek.
"Ruff! Tuff! Knock it off," he said.
A second bird nuzzled him again.
"I said stop it, you dummies."
One of the birds nuzzled him once more.
"You're really going to regret this, you hear me."
Chopper then finally awoke and saw staring at him with two giant birds and instantly screamed.
"Hey, where the heck do these birds come from! They're huge!" he cried. The birds looked at him curiously, and he feared they were trying to decide whether or not to eat him. "Don't even think about trying to eat me!"
He tried to move, but every movement was agony.
"No, my body is still too stiff to get up and run!" he panicked. He then began to crawl to get away. "I have to…"
One of the birds followed him and began peaking at him, rolling him along what appeared to be their nest.
"Leave me alone! I'm getting dizzy!"
He then rolled off the nest, but thankfully, one of the birds caught him as he fell. However, from his perspective, the situation had mostly stayed the same.
"No, get away!" he cried.
That was the first time he realised he was in a bird's nest on possibly the highest and craziest-looking mountain he had ever seen.
"This island is weird!" he yelled. "This is a dream, right? Please, let it be a dream! I want to wake up!"
The bird then tossed him back into the nest, and he began to roll towards the other bird, who then tossed him back.
"Stop! I'm going to hurl!" Chopper cried, becoming incredibly dizzy as they kept on tossing him back and forth. "You birds are mean. I'm a reindeer, not a toy."
Unfortunately, the birds did not make that distinction and continued tossing him back and forth until one of them missed, and he fell off the nest.
He kept falling, but he managed to hit a few branches on the way down, slowing his descent before hitting the ground.
"It's over now… I think," he groaned hopefully.
He then began to limp his way through the jungle, but so far, he hadn't encountered any civilisation.
"There are no people here, just birds?" he said and began to look around. "Hey, Hiccup! Everybody!"
However, there was no answer, so he assumed he was the only one on the island.
He then sat down exhausted. "I'm the only one on this island. What am I going to do? I'm so thirsty and hungry too. If only Hiccup and the others were here. Even on a deserted island, they would still for an awesome party."
He could just picture the site, and it lifted his spirits, but they quickly dissipated once he accepted his circumstances.
"Who am I kidding?" he said. "I'm lost, and they could be dead for all I know. I can't take it! Where is everybody? Guys… Hiccup… Oh, yeah!" He remembers his Viva card and pulled out. "This! We promised that no matter what happens, we would meet up wherever this Viva card would lead us. Hiccup and the others will be waiting; I just know it. Nothing will stop them. They will never give up and goes for me, too. This is no time to sit around and do nothing; that is why I've got in and get stronger."
He instantly got up and began grabbing as much food as possible, but unfortunately, most of the food wasn't quite in his taste.
"It's quite better, though, but I need nutrients. This one is quite sour."
He then grabbed a lizard. "Gotta! I'll need meat to survive, too, but this guide is not too yummy, though, I guess. But what can you expect on an island like this? I've got to make do."
He was so busy scavenging that he failed to notice that someone was sneaking up behind him.
"Whoa, you come back here dinner," said Chopper as the lizard tried to wiggle out of his hooves. "Can't get away from me."
He then saw a large shadow that had descended upon him. When he looked up, the last thing he saw before everything went black was a very chubby man striking him with a bludgeon.
When he came, he could hear the drums and felt rather hot.
"What the?" he groaned. "I wonder who the heck hit me? And why is it so hot?"
He then looked down and saw that he was hanging upside down above the boiling pot. His eyes widened, and he slowly looked up to see that he was hanging from a rope. He saw dancing around the park were rather chubby-looking tribal men and women.
He immediately screamed when he realised he was about to come to dinner. "I was supposed to catch dinner, not be dinner!"
"It is rare to grab deer on island," said one of the tribal men with a dimwitted voice. "Deer hotpot."
"Deer is nice, but me would rather chicken and make chicken hotpot."
"That's good idea, but no chicken. Deer will have to do for now."
"Stop it!" Chopper yelled. "I'm a reindeer!
The tribal folk finally stopped dancing around and looked for the source of the voice until they looked up at Chopper.
"Ah, yes, we have reindeer hotpot then. Hey, wait, did reindeer just say something?"
"Me not know reindeer could speak."
"Good, you're finally listening!" Chopper snapped. "Now let me down!"
They then heard the sound of birds, and more tribal folk ran towards them.
"Bad! We got crisis on hand! We try to sneak up into bird nest, but birds caught on to us!"
Sure enough, following the tribal folk, Chopper encountered a whole flock of those large birds earlier this morning.
"Oh no, a whole bunch of birds are coming after us!"
"Maybe we can shoo them away."
"Me say we run for it."
"We go now."
The tribal folk began to leave, leaving Chopper behind dangling over the cooking pot.
"Come on, guys, don't leave your reindeer hotpot behind for the birds!"
The birds swooped in, knocking a few of the tribal folk off their feet as they tried to engage them.
"Those birds are really strong, huh?" said Chopper.
He then found himself being lowered closer towards the pot; he looked up and saw, to his horror, that the rope was beginning to snap.
"Oh, crap!" he panicked.
The rope then snapped, and he found himself falling towards the hotpot. He then quickly transformed his human form, snapping the ropes, binding him and landing on the rim of the pot. However, his feet began to burn, and he quickly jumped off and rolled across the ground to keep his feet cool.
'The birds rolled me around like a toy, and those humans try to eat me in a hotpot,' said Chopper, panting. "What the hell is wrong with this crazy island?"
Ragnar, meanwhile, had landed on an island in the middle of the Grand Line, and when he regained consciousness, he found himself on the shore of a beach.
"Where the hell am I?" he groaned.
He then remembered the battle against Kuma.
"Bastard, it's all because of that damn Warlord," he groaned.
He then heard footsteps and saw several masked men looking down at him.
"Who is he?"
"I know, we just found him there."
"Can you say something? Anything?"
Ragnar then lost consciousness.
When he woke up, he saw someone was tending to his wounds.
"Don't move. You're still injured," she said.
"Where am I? How did I get here?" Ragnar asked.
"You are on Defender of the Wing's Island, but as to how you got here, we would like you to tell us.
"I'm not even sure if I believe it," said Ragnar.
"Explanations can wait until you're fully healed. I do not know what happened to you, but it must have been one gruelling battle. You are practically exhausted, as well as having several broken bones."
"I was trying to protect my friends," he said. "Did you find anyone else?"
The healer shook her head. "No, we found only you. I am not sure where your friends are, but I assure you they are not on this island."
Ragnar groaned. "And here I was, hoping for some good news. Is there any chance I can talk to whoever is in charge here?"
"I'm afraid our Queen has been gone for quite a while, and we are not certain when she may return, but you can certainly speak to the elders once you're fully rested. However, I don't know what kind of help they will give; we normally like to keep to ourselves. It is rare that anyone sets foot on this island; you might wanna get comfortable, for you might be staying here for the rest of your life."
"I can't stay here. My friends are waiting for me," said Ragnar as he shot up.
The healer stopped him and pushed him back down. "You won't be going anywhere for a while, so I suggest you rest up. Once you're fully healed, you can speak to the elders and try to persuade them to let you leave, but until then, you must remain here."
Ragnar groaned and laid back down on the bed. 'Guys, I hope I don't keep you waiting long.'