The Outcast Lands (COMPLETED)

[Toothless11]

Yeah, true XD. Lol. They don't seem funny to me in the movie though XD.

[mrjop2]

I think they wanted to make the world of HTTYD more serious in the movie, which is move I highly agree with. If you make the movie too silly, you will lose the older crowd.

[Toothless11]

Yeah, true. I think the movie is WAY better than Te books. I would have been happy if they just left the movie how it is, and not make shorts/series/sequels that can possibly ruin it.

[mrjop2]

Well, take a look at what they did with Kung Fu Panda 2. The second movie was a whole lot better than the first one. I think Dreamworks is starting to catch on to making better sequels to their animated movies.

And Thundercats! The new series is even better than the original.

The series is being developed for Cartoon Network. Yes, I am a fan of a few animated shows and movies, but Cartoon Network is becoming a formidable channel in creating good animated series including The Clone Wars, and the Thundercats. If they make HTTYD of that quality, then the chances are the series is going to be great.

[Toothless11]

Well maybe. I am quite sure that the sequel will be great since Dean will direct it. I'm not sure about the series though. The cast might not be in it, and that's something important to it. They need to be in it or it might suck :/. And i hope it doesn't end up being like the penguins of Madagascar. That Serra in my opinion, really sucks and I don't like Madagascar anymore because of it. The same thing might happen with HTTYD. And it might be possible, since for example legend of the bone knapper in my opinion wasn't good. It kinda sucked. I don't know if the next short will suck, but it might. I do have the first part of it's storyboard though, but I'm not sure about it. But yeah...

[mrjop2]

Chapter 5

The Sea Devils were not coming back. Things were starting to calm down, which give Stoick time to assess the damage. One ship was lost, and a good number of their weapons was gone. Luckily, there were no injuries or fatalities.

“We’re down one ship. Should we head back home and pick up another?” One of the Vikings asked.

“No,” Stoick responded quickly. “We move on. We can’t let this stop us; Berk is counting on us.”

“It’s gonna get a little cramped on both ships, especially on the other with Blue,” Gobber said.

“Blue is a very restless dragon. He doesn’t seem to like being cramped up for long periods of time,” Hiccup added.

“Then someone onboard that ship will have to fly him, every so often. We’ll have to make do with what we have. Now, let’s set sail before those beasts do decide to come back.”

“This is a mistake,” Bitwolf spoke out, before Hiccup could stop him. “Sea Devils are nothing compared to what's out there. It’s foolish to attempt such a journey with just two boats.”

Stoick’s eyes narrowed towards the young Viking. “Boy, you better learn your place when you’re on my ship.”

When Bitwolf did not back down, Hiccup had no choice but to step between them and intervene. His father still did not trust Bitwolf and had questioned the decision to bring him along. Being responsible for Bitwolf, Hiccup had to cool things down between them.

“Uh, Sorry, Dad. He didn’t mean to question your authority, especially in front of the other Vikings,” Hiccup looked back at Bitwolf with an angry look painted across his face. It was a look that said to drop this argument, immediately!

Stoick grunted as he turned away to prepare the ship to commence the journey.

* * * *

Night had fallen, and the ships used the light from the giant-sized full moon in the sky to direct their way. There was a gentle cool breeze that brought a slight chill to the night. There was just something so soothing and peaceful about the sight of a full moon along with the sound of the calm sea splashing against the sides of their ship.

Hiccup was sitting up against the side of the boat, with his arms wrapped around his knees, caught up in the mesmerizing sight and sound. It was only the voice of Astrid, who was able to break him out of it. “Big moon out tonight.”

“Yeah. Maybe this means smooth sailing the rest of the way.”

“Odin willing.” Astrid sat down on the ground next to Hiccup. “Listen, I’m sorry for snapping at you earlier. I really didn’t mean to take my frustration out on you or Bitwolf, for that matter.”

“You don’t need to apologize. Losing your dragon can’t be easy.”

“That’s just it,” Astrid replied. “I’m not angry about my dragon dying. Like I said, I didn't have a strong bond with it.”

“What do you mean?” Hiccup asked.

“Everyone else has begun to forge a bond with their dragons; they’ve even given their dragons names. I've never had that kind of partnership with my dragon.”

Hiccup was starting to get the picture. He did notice more and more Vikings were giving names to dragons and bonding with them. Fireworm, the Monstrous Nightmare, was Snotlout’s dragon, and their mannerisms were nearly identicle. Fishlegs had the same rapport with his Gronkle, Horrorcow. Even more recently, His father had come to grow close to two dragons: a Gronkle named Newtsbreath, and a Monstrous Nightmare named Hookfang. Ruffnut and Tuffnut still had to name their’s; they were always fighting about what to name their Hideous Zippleback. Bitwolf was not yet ready to have his own Dragon. Hiccup was not ready to put him in charge over any one dragon’s care.

“I’m sure that when we get back, we can find a dragon that you can relate to… and bond with.”

“I don’t want just any dragon,” Astrid said, shaking her head. “Let’s face it; most of our dragons at Berk are not that bright. They’ll be friends with whoever gives them a fish. I want a dragon that can understand me. I want to share the same kind of bond with a dragon as you share with Toothless.” Astrid scooted up right next to him and laid her head on his shoulder as she staired up at the moon.

Hiccup could understand why she felt the way she did. She was a very aggressive girl, who really only sought to prove herself to all the men that she belonged. In a way, she was very much like Hiccup. While he was shy and timid in his approach to loneliness, she was strong and bold in her approach. They were two different approaches, but for them, they both had led them down a path of seclusion. Maybe that was why the two of them hit it off so well. Most people would look at them and see polar opposites, but the way Hiccup saw it, they were kindred spirits, but just in different disguises.

“I—I’m sure that somewhere, out there, there’s a dragon flying around waiting for a friend like you.”

When Astrid did not reply, he gently turned his head to see that she had fallen asleep with her head still on his shoulder. She had been more exhausted than she appeared, but that was probably the case for most of the Vikings here.

With Astrid fast asleep, Hiccup returned his gaze to the moon until he had dozed off, as well.

* * * *

A loud crackle of thunder startled Hiccup awake. He sat up, to see that he was drenched to the bone as the clouds unleashed their fury upon them. The waves were rocking the boat violently. He realized how tired he must have been to be able to sleep part-way through a massive storm like this.

He jumped up to the feet just as the boat began to be lifted by a giant waved. The angle the boat took caused him to stumble back into the side of the boat. His artificial foot was making it near impossible to stay on his foot when the boat was unsteady. He found himself needing the support of the rim to stay on his feet.

All the Vikings were franticly trying to hunker down to keep the high winds from destroying the central mast sail. All paddles were drawn into the ship so not to have them ripped away by the sea. At the other end of the ship, Toothless was unnerved by the violent storm. He was trying to stay out of everyone’s way, but the dragon main focus were on all the streaks of lighting in the sky.

Hiccup used the ship’s rim to aid him as he fought against almost everything to get towards his father. He was getting in the way of a few Vikings, who were busy trying to keep the ship afloat, but under the circumstances, no one was going to complain about it. “Dad, what’s going on?”

“The fury of Helheim is against us. This storm came out no where.”

A wave pounded against the side of the boat, further drenching Hiccup in a large splash of water. The water knocked him off his feet and unto his knees.

As busy as Stoick was, he could see that his son was having trouble staying on his feet. The boy had never been on a ship during a severe storm with his artificial foot. “Hiccup, stay low or you’ll be washed overboard!”

“I can still help!” Hiccup pulled himself to his feet, and ran to help Snotlout and Bitwolf with one of the ropes attached to the central mast to keep it from breaking. It was taking three ropes just to keep it steady. On one of the other ropes, Ruffnut and Tuffnut were helping two adult Vikings.

“Daisy? That’s a stupid name! I don’t want my dragon given a girly name. Besides, the dragon’s a boy!” Tuffnut scowled.

“No she’s not, and you’re an idiot!” Ruffnut replied.

“Ah, show’s what you know! Everyone knows that I’m the smart one!”

“You don’t even know what sex our dragon is!”

Hiccup shook his head, even will all Helheim breaking loose around them, the twins always had time to fight. The boat started to climb over another big wave. As the front of the boat started to rise, Hiccup lost his footing and his grip on the rope.

Hiccup slid towards the back of the boat where the angle of the boat had become so steep, he was heading right towards the water. He scratched and clawed for something to grab hold of, but his fingers could find nothing. “Whoa!”

“Hiccup!” Astrid ran for Hiccup as Bitwolf instinctually prepared the rope for Astrid, knowing what she was going to attempt to do. She ran past Bitwolf, grabbing the rope as she went by, then leaped onto her chest. She slid down the soaked wood-planked floor, sloshing in the water on the way down. Snapping her left arm out, her hands clasped onto his. Seeing that she had him, Bitwolf tightened the rope, and Astrid felt her body swing around violently, but she managed to keep her hold of the rope. The two young Vikings dangled there until the ship made it over the wave.

Stoick was quick to get over to Hiccup and Astrid and help them back onto their feet. “You two okay?”

“Yeah, that was a little too close,” Hiccup replied.

“Uh, Stoick, we’ve got a wee bit of a problem!” Gobber said.

He looked out to see that the last wave had turned them sideways, and now an even bigger wave was coming at them that could easily tip them over. “Rowers to port side; turn us starboard!”

Four Vikings went to the port side of the ship and stuck their paddles out of the holes in the side of the ship. They fought against the water and gave it their all to get the ship to face towards the coming wave.

They managed to get the ship diagonal to the wave when it came crashing down on them. All the Vikings held on with all of their might. Astrid held on to boat as tightly as she could, but the wave of water proved to be too much. She bellowed out a scream as the water picked her up and threw her overboard.

"Astrid!" Hiccup screamed.

As the wave had cleared, Hiccup ran to the side of the boat to see Astrid struggling to keep afloat in the deadly ocean water. She would not be able to stay afloat for very long; these waves would quickly crash down on her and drown her. Without thinking, he climbed up onto the side of the boat.

"Hiccup, don't!" Stoick shouted.

Hiccup leapt into the ocean. Nothing more was important, at that very moment, than to save Astrid. He was not about to leave her in the water to drown. He swam against the wind and the waves to get to Astrid. When he reached her, he realized that jumping into the water was not the best idea he ever had.

“Are you *gasp* crazy? What were *gasp* you thinking?”

“Seemed like *gasp* a good idea *gasp* at the time.”

Toothless was going frantic. To see Hiccup in danger, and being helpless to do anything about, was causing the dragon to become uncontrollable. Never in his life did the dragon feel so helpless.

The waves were pulling the two young Vikings away from the ship, and Stoick knew that it would be impossible to get the ship to them in this weather. “Who here can ride the Night Fury?”

Bitwolf grumbled, cursing this whole journey under his breath. He ran over to the dragon, but the second he approached, Toothless growled threateningly at him. The dragon was not about to let him on his back. Bitwolf had no choice but raise his hands in surrender and back away.

“I can do it,” Snotlout said, stepping up to the Night Fury.

Toothless was at ease with Snotlout, and allowed him to climb onto his back. When on top, Snotlout found it very weird to be riding on a saddle. Getting his foot into the pedal that was specifically designed for Hiccup’s artificial foot was awkward, but he was sure he could get a handle on it. He managed to get the artificial fin to expand and then Toothless took it from there.

The dragon did not need commands or directions; he already knew what had to be done, and how to do it; all he needed was someone to ride on his back and keep the artificial tail fin from collapsing.

Toothless leapt into the sky and fought against the wind to reach the two young Vikings in distress. Like any other dragons, he was stronger than he appeared; and though flying against the wind proved challenging, his determination gave him the strength to reach them. He swooped down aggressively and scooped them out of the water. After gaining enough distance from the water, he rode the wind all the way back to the ship. After gently placing the young Vikings onto the deck, he flew to the other side of the mass to land.

Helping Snotlout off the back were Ruffnut and Tuffnut. Stoick ran to his son and helped him and Astrid to the feet. “The storm’s getting worse. You may want to stay close to Toothless, seeing that he is adequate in maneuvering above and below water.”

“Hey Stoick, you should take a look at this!” Gobber called out to him, shouting over the loud whooshing of the wind and the sizzle-like sound of the rain coming down.

Stoick pushed his way over to Gobber who was at the starboard bow of the ship. “What do you see?”

“Land! There’s a giant island directly ahead!”

It was so dark outside, that it was impossible to see anything. It was only for a split second, during a bright flash of lightning, was he able to see an outline of the island with a giant mountain at the very heart of it. It looked very much like a volcano, which quickly told him that this was not the island they were looking for. “That’s not our destination.”

“No, but it’s our salvation! We’ve got to get to shore and take shelter. We’ve not seen the worse of this storm, yet; and I don’t think we want to, either.”

Stoick knew that he was right; if they stayed out on the sea for much longer, none of them were going to survive. They had to head towards the shore and take shelter for the night; the journey could wait until the storm passed. “Set sail for that island. All men to their stations and row as hard as you’re capable of. All weak swimmers, head towards the Night Fury and my son, in case we capsize.”

Astrid was not a weak swimmer, but she joined Hiccup over by Toothless to help him with anyone who may need it. It turned out that the only one that came over was Fishlegs, which came to no surprise to anyone.

Stoick looked back to look for the second ship, but he could not see them through the rain. “Gobber, do you see the other ship?”

“A Monstrous Strangulator can see better than I can right now,” Gobber shrugged.

“Hiccup! Have Toothless fire up puffs of flames up into the sky. I need them to know about our change of course.”

Hiccup nodded and walked around to the dragons neck. “Toothless, let’s shoot some fire up in that direction!” Hiccup pointed up where he wanted the shots to be fired.

Toothless understood and looked in the direction that Hiccup had pointed. When Hiccup tapped him on the side of his neck, Toothless spat out a strong puff of blue flames. Hiccup had Toothless do it again one minute later, and then one final time a minute after that.

“Good, now hold on tight. It’s going to be a rough ride to shore,” Stoick said.

The waves continued to pound on the ship as the Vikings fought against nature to reach the shore. They were making good progress, and the island was growing closer and closer. Hiccup had a good feeling that they were going to make it through this after all.

“Hey look!” Astrid called out.

Everyone looked up to the sky to see Blue flying past them over their heads. As he passed them, he unleashed a breath of flames. Hiccup could see the shadow of a Viking on the dragon’s back; the other ship was acknowledging the course adjustment.

“Good, they got the message, and they’re sending someone out to scout the shore.” Stoick said, feeling better now that he knew that the other ship was still following them.

“Rock!” One of the Vikings yelled from the front of the boat. The Viking came running up to Gobber and Stoick in sheer terror. “We’re heading straight for a rock!”

Shielding his eyes from the rain that was coming in at his face, he made his way to the front of the ship and looked out. As soon as another lightning flash lit up the sky, he could see the giant boulder that was sticking out of the sea. And they were on a collision course right for it. “Hard to port side!”

All the rowers on the starboard side ceased rowing as the rowers on port side paddled as hard as they could. They were able to point the ship to the left of the boulder, but the waves continued to push them straight for it anyway.

The sea threw their starboard side right into the rock. It ripped the side of the boat to shreds, and ripped up planks from the hull. The ship immediately began to take on water.

There was no way around this kind of damage; they had less than a minute before the boat would be completely submerged. The ship was already ripping apart. “Abandon ship! Everyone, swim for the shore!”

“But, but, but… I can’t swim!” Fishlegs said franticly, watching the water climb up to his ankles.

“Get on, quick!” Hiccup said, pushing him towards the saddle on Toothless’ back. “Toothless is a good swimmer. He’ll get you to the shore. Just hold on tight.” Hiccup helped his chubby friend climb onto the saddle, and he showed him where to hold on to.

“How about you, Hiccup? With your foot, you’re not the best swimmer either, especially in this.” Astrid asked.

“We'll both need to hold onto the straps of the saddle. We should be able to make it,” Hiccup replied. The water was already up to their knees and rising. “Okay Toothless, we’re depending on you. Let’s jump!”

Astrid and Hiccup jumped out of the sinking boat first followed by Toothless. “Whoa!” Fishlegs yowled as the dragon leaped head-first into the water.

Astrid and Hiccup were able to tread water until Toothless’ head reemerged from the water. When he did, they swam to the dragon and felt for a strap until they could find it.

“Go on, Toothless! Everybody, hold your breath!”

Toothless grunted as he dived into the water. Under the sea, he swam with amazing speed and agility. He swam almost like a serpent, but with his claws paddling wildly. Occasionally, Toothless came up for air; not necessarily for him, but for the three young Vikings who had smaller lungs and were unable to hold their breaths for long periods of time.

It was not long before the water became shallow enough for them to walk on. Hiccup, Astrid, and Fishlegs went by foot the rest of way onto the shore. As soon as they stepped foot onto the sandy beach, the young Vikings collapsed with exhaustion. They watched as one by one, Vikings started to swim on shore.

All the young Vikings were among the first to arrive on shore, which put Hiccup’s mind at ease. Further calming his nerves was when his father and Gobber came on shore. Hiccup was not sure if Gobber would be a good swimmer, but seeing him coming onto the shore told him otherwise. Perhaps some time, he could ask him to help him become a better swimmer.

The rain started to subside as more Vikings came on shore. The clouds were evaporating before their very eyes at an unreal pace. Hiccup had to question if there was more to this storm than they realized.

Hiccup was not the only one who noticed the sudden change in the weather. Stoick was puzzled to see the full moon starting to peek through the clouds. “What in Odin’s name?”

“Crazy weather we’re having,” Gobber commented.

Stoick was really curious about the weather, but there were more important to worry about first. “Okay, we have to set up camp for the night. We need two camps; one for the men and one for the women. The priority is to get some fires going and getting dry.”

[Toothless11]

Lol I really expected you to post this chapter today or something XD. I'll read it later, I still have 3 days left to read it and whatnot XD.

[PanzerGrenadier]

can't wait for the next chapter!!! : >

[Toothless11]

Srry I was barely able to read it this morning XD. I was gonna do so yesterday afternoon, but we had to go to my unvle's all day. I'll comment about the chapter and post the errors later ^^.

[mrjop2]

Chapter 6

Two camps were set up near the edge of the forest. The first camp was for the three female Vikings, who had come on this journey. They had their own firepit and the men had even constructed a divider to separate the camps using thick tree branches and large palm leaves.

On the other side of the divider was the larger of the camps. There were three fire pits that were going, since there were many male Vikings that needed to keep warm and dry. Each camp had constructed clotheslines near the fire pits so their outer garments could be dried by the fire. Everyone was instructed to strip down to their undergarments so that their clothes could be dried, and the chances of illness were minimalized.

It took awhile for all this to be completed, but fueled by their determination, they were able to get it done and relax around the fire before going to sleep. Hiccup sat by the fire along with Bitwolf, Snotlout, Fishlegs, and Tuffnut. He was checking out the condition of his artificial foot and lower-leg. Most of it was wood, so he knew that he would need a replacement as soon as possible. It would not be long before it became moldy and would cause an infection.

“Well, this is fun,” Snotlout said, mildly sarcastically. “Sitting around a fire, in our undies, and roasting fish on a stick on a strange island.”

“Chances of survival are currently sixty percent,” Fishlegs commented, turning his fish around to allow the other side to cook. “Even by me, those are good odds.”

“I knew this was gonna happen. I tried to warn you all,” Bitwolf grumbled. "No one here understands this side of the Barbaric Archipelago."

“Actually, getting shipwrecked is common for us Berk Vikings,” Hiccup replied. “I don’t think we've got anything to worry about.”

Hiccup looked over at the palm leaf barrier. Toothless was keeping guard over the ladies while the males had Blue. Hiccup did not say it out loud, but he wanted Toothless with the girls mostly because he was the only dragon Hiccup trusted well enough to protect Astrid. If she had known this, however, she would have probably given him a black eye.

* * * *

Hiccup was scavenging the woods with his knife, determined to find his prize. No one believed him that he shot down a Night Fury, but he was determined to show them otherwise. After he showed his father what he did, perhaps then he would think better of him. He knew he hit the Night Fury last night with his Bola launcher. Yes, it may have been a lucky shot, but he was certain that it was a gift from the gods to finally start his quest to become a Viking warrior.

As he spent the morning searching for the dragon, he continued to come up empty. “Oh, the gods hate me! Some people lose their knife or their mug. No, not me! I managed to lose an entire dragon!”

Out of frustration, he swung at a branch that appeared in front of his face, but instead of breaking off, it swung back and hit him across the face. “Ow!”

Hiccup was ready to curse the gods, but he noticed all the broken branches and the dug up dirt. Something had crashed right here and slide over the ridge right up ahead. Could this be the Night Fury that he was looking for?

He took a step towards the ridge when a giant black dragon started to rise from the other side of the ridge. This was not a Night Fury that was approaching. This dragon was almost twice the size and had a much more defined snout. He was face-to-face with a Shadow Lord.

"Uh--you're not the Night Fury! ”

The dragon shook his head and let out a nerve chilling roar. When the dragon returned his gaze down on him, Hiccup took notice of an old woman, with an extremely wrinkled face standing on the dragon’s head. He could not shake the feeling that he had seen this woman countless of times before. Despite her familiarity, he could not put a name to the face.

The Shadow Lord took a deep breath as he could see the flames rolling around in the back of the dragon’s mouth. Hiccup knew he needed to run for his life, but his legs would not cooperate with him out of sheer terror. He remained frozen in place as the dragon unleashed a massive stream of flames.

* * * *

“No!” Hiccup sat up, barely able to keep his breath. The nightmares continued to get worse. All he wanted was a peaceful night of sleep, but it appeared that the gods were going to continue to make him suffer.

Seeing that he was not going to get anymore sleep for the night, he decided to get away and spend some time alone. He reached for his clothes, and found them still a little damp, but well on the way of becoming dry. It was good enough, for now. After getting dressed, he made his way to the shore.

Sitting down on the sandy beach, he looked up and gazed at the full moon. As much as he wanted to forget about the dreams he had been having, his thoughts kept on dwelling on the last few he had as of late. They all had the same, old woman in them, and they all had some dragon coming after him. Had the gods unleashed Loki to torment him in his dreams?

“Hiccup?” Astrid voice broke him out of thoughts. He looked up to see her standing behind beside him, buckling her belt of skull heads around her waist. "Are you okay?"

“Who… me? Why wouldn’t I be? I just don’t feel like sleeping. That's all.”

“Hiccup, I heard you scream. I’m surprised none of the other men in your cam woke up.”

“It’s nothing; I assure you.”

“Hiccup, you are beyond exhausted. I can see the rings under your eyes. It looks like you’ve not slept in over a week. Tell me what’s going on with you? Am I gonna get the truth from you, or am I gonna have to beat it out of you?”

“It’s nothing, I promise you,” Hiccup assured her. “I’ve just that I've been having a lot of nightmares lately.”

“Nightmares? How long has this been going on?”

“A week or two,” Hiccup shrugged.

“Does your father know?” Astrid could not believe that he was hiding something like this from everyone. He was wearing himself down, and if things did not improve, he could end up killing himself.

“No, and we’re not gonna tell him.” Hiccup stressed.

“Why?”

“Cause I don’t want him to think that I can’t handle the authority he’s given me. You’ve got to promise me… you won’t tell him. I’ll work things out on my own.”

Astrid gave him a questionable look. She did not want to see him continue torturing himself. If there was a problem, she much rather have it out in the open, so he could deal with it; However, she understood why he did not want to tell his father. He wanted to prove himself as the future Viking chief of the tribe of Berk. “Okay, I won’t say anything.”

Hiccup smiled and stood up onto his feet. Astrid did the same, happy to see him willing to try again to get some sleep. “I won’t say anything, but you better work this out soon.”

She gently shoved Hiccup, but due to the instability of sand, his artificial foot sunk into the sand, causing him to stumble. Unable to regain his footing, he fell onto the sand.

Astrid had a brief micro expression of concern, having not meant to knock him over, but knowing that he was not hurt, she put on a devilish smile. She turned and slowly walked back to her camp, very much in a flaunting manner.

* * * *

The old women observed the conversation of the two young Vikings from among the shadows of the forest. Leaning on her walking stick, she began her task to study and learn everything she could about the boy named Hiccup the Horrendous for the next few days. She had successfully lured Berk’s Vikings to the island, and disposed of two of their three ships. They were as good as stranded, and if all continued to go as planned, a good number of the adult Vikings will be sent away, further decreasing their numbers. The only Viking who mattered was the Viking Chief’s son.

Studying this interaction, she knew that this little Viking girl was close to him. She determined that she was either betrothed to the young Viking prince or his girlfriend, depending on the traditions of their tribe. Knowing this would come in very handy to bring the boy down to his knees.

* * * *

Hiccup was the last one to wake up; and when he did, his body strongly protested. The few hours of sleep he did get did nothing to help ease the fatigue he was feeling. He could still feel the effects of last night’s nightmare.

Everyone was up and about at the camps. His friends were surrounding his father and Gobber who had pulled out a map to determine where they could be. Hiccup went to join them. As he approached, Astrid gave him another concerned look as to tell him that this was, yet, another reason why he should tell his father.

“From what I can tell, this was where we were when the storm hit us. If I’m correct, we can only be on one of these two islands. The Killagain tribe is on the Island on the West, just East of the Visitnug Territory.”

“This is not that island,” Bitwolf said. He knew this island better than anyone since the Killagain tribe had been his home up to a season ago. “Our island does not have a volcano.”

Stoick glanced up at the mountain top over the tree tops of the forest. The mountain was a good distance away, but it still had a very ill-favored look to it. “Then that leaves only one possibility.” Stoick tapped his thick index finger on the map. “We’re on this island: The Outcast Lands.”

“The Outcast Lands?” Gobber’s eyes filled with fear upon hearing those words. “We can’t stay here; we’ve got to leave immediately! I’ve heard stories about this island that will scare your socks off.”

Stocik sighed and shook his head. He knew he was going to regret asking him this next question. “What stories?”

“This island is cursed! Few Viking who dare set foot here ever left alive. Loki, himself, wouldn’t dare set foot here; this island is haunted.”

“And here we go again,” Tuffnut rolled his eyes. Hiccup had talked all of them to go with Gobber on his quest to find a Boneknapper dragon. During that journey, he showered them with these ridiculous and farfetched stories of all of his previous encounters with the dragon. He seemed to have a flair for the dramatic and exaggerating the truth. It looked like he was about to embark on another one of these annoying stories, something Tuffnut really wanted to avoid.
"Haunted?" Stoick tried his best not to laugh and mock his old friend, despite how hilarious his comments actually were. "There's no such thing as spooks, or demons. This Island is not haunted."

"Oh really?" Gobber said with a challenging tone to his voice. "There's no such thing as spooks just like there’s no such thing as a Boneknapper dragon, huh? Think about it: the dragons’ strange behavior and the crazy storm from nowhere. We’ve been bewitched!"

Stoick turned towards Bitwolf, hoping to get some sanity back into this conversation. “Your tribe probably knows more about this island than we do. What do you think?”

Bitwolf folded his arms in front of him, clearly not happy about the turn of events as of late. “We knew enough to stay away from this island. Too many strange occurrences happen near here. The Killagain tribe has lost several ships and crews simply by sailing too close to the island.

“Stranded on a haunted island? Our chances of survival just went down to forty-five percent,” Fishlegs commented, with a sheer look of panic on his face.

“What is up with all these arbitrary numbers of yours?” Bitwolf snapped.

“Okay, enough of this superstitious talk,” Stoick had to regain control of this conference before they further got off topic. “We have only one ship remaining, and we have two dragons and nearly fifty Vikings present. We cannot leave this island with just one ship. I want the crew of the last ship to set sail West for the Killagain tribe, and bring the Monstrous Nightmare with you. The rest of us will remain here until you're able to bring a rescue party. As for those of us staying on this Island, Hiccup, Gobber, and I will be exploring the island to see if we can find help. With Odin’s blessing, we may discover another Viking tribe that’ll be willing to help. Everyone else will remain here and wait for the rescue party.”

“Perhaps I should stay here at the camp, and make sure everything remains in tip-top shape!” Gobber suggested.

“You’re coming with us,” Stoick replied dryly.

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Oh WTF??? THAT WASSO QUICK! XD Srry couldn't post the stuff today. I'll try and post the errors and comments from chapter 5 and 6 tomorrow an Sunday.

[Toothless11]

Ok, here's chapter 5's errors:

" Fishleg had the same rapport with his Gronkle, Horrorcow."

You forgot ro put "s" at the end of Fishleg's name.

"but the way Hiccup saw it, they were kindred spirits; they were just in different disguises."

You didn't have to repeat "they" twice.

"Astrid felt her body swing around violently, but she managed tokeep her hold of the rope."

You put "to" and "keep" together.

“Rowers to port side; turn us starboard.”

You should have put an exlamtion point at the end. Without it, it seemed as if Stoik said that calmly.

"They managed to get the ship diagonal to the wave when the wave came crashing down on them."

You didn't need to say "the wave" twice.

"As the wave had cleared, Hiccup ran to the side of the boat to see Astrid struggling to keep afloat in the deadly ocean water"

Im not really sure, but I don't think you should have said "to" 3 times in one sentence.

"Stoick ran to his son and his girlfriend and helped them to the feet. "

I don't think it was necessary to say "Hiccup and his 'girlfriend'" XD.

"The sea threw their starboard side right into the rock. The rock ripped the side of the boat to shreds, and ripped up planks from the hull. The ship immediately began to take on water."

You shouldn't have put "rock" twice XD.

"Toothless grunted as he dived into the water. Under the sea, he swam with amazing speed and agility. He swam almost like a serpent, but with his claws paddling wildly. He occasionally came up for air;"

I never thought he would swim that quick XD. Anyway, you didn need to put "he" 3 times.

Ok so that's all the errors, now to comment XD.

Just as NorthernStar said at the other forum. I would really find it impossible for a witch or something (you know who I mean XD), to be able to control weather. I mean, even sorcerers/magicians/witches from fantasy story wouldn't be able to do something XD. It must have been a VERY powerful witch or something, I guess. Whoever is behind all this is more powerful than I thought XD. Now, these are the outcast lands, I guess. I wonder, the island that goober and the teen got stranded on in the Bonekapper short, could it hav been the same place that they're in now? XD. I'll try and read chapter 6 later, an post the errors and stuff after I do so or tomorrow ^^.

Oh, btw. Has your beta reader even read through the other chapters? You've een posting new chapters faster than usual, and I guess that they're unread by her.