The Outcast Lands (COMPLETED)

[mrjop2]

Chapter 12

Everyone followed Alvin and his Vikings as they led them to the village. Nearly everyone was overjoyed to see other Vikings on this island; it made it feel a little less wild. Astrid, on the other hand, seemed more distracted by Stormfly’s sudden disappearance. With Hiccup’s arm wrapped around her shoulders, she provided him balance and strength when walking on the stump which used to be his artificial foot. As she guided him, she remained silent, but Hiccup knew that the disappearance of the dragon was still on her mind. He was not as concerned as she was; he assumed that this was the help that the dragon was talking about, and that the Mood Dragon was probably waiting for them back at the village.

“Did I hear you correctly, that you’re from Berk?” Alvin asked Stoick, who was invited to walk next to him.

“Aye, it’s a tiny island on the south-eastern edge of the Barbaric Archipelago.

“By any chance, do you know the Viking by the name of Hiccup?”

Stoick could not hide the shock on his face. “Yes, he’s my son.”

He waved for Hiccup to join him up at front. Astrid helped Hiccup walk up to his father’s side; he was still having trouble walking on his broken prosthesis. He waved sheepishly, almost afraid of Alvin’s reaction to seeing how un-Viking-like he was.

“This is my son: Hiccup the Horrendous.”

The look on his face said everything; he was expecting a full-sized adult, not a tooth-pick of a kid. “You? You’re responsible for killing the dragon queen and the Shadow Lord?”

Snoutlout ran up and pushed Astrid out of the way so Hiccup could lean on him instead. “Hey!” Astrid protested!

“He sure is, and I’m his older cousin!” Snotlout grinned in pride.

Astrid pulled Snotlout away from Hiccup by the ear, nearly causing Hiccup to trip. She gave Snotlout a hard jab in the shoulder before rushing back by Hiccup’s aide.

“Ow!”

“Yeah, only by a season,” she grumbled.

Alvin looked at the back of the group to see the Night Fury following them. “By the gods, it is you!”

“Ah, and how do you know me, If I may ask?”

Alvin let out a hefty chuckle. Hiccup notice how close it was to his father’s; it had that same powerful and authoritative tint to it. “The stories of your heroism have spread across the Barbaric Archipelago. Our village is a big fan of yours.”

“Really? Fans?” Hiccup eyes lit up at thought of actually being popular for once. It was a nice change of paces to be liked from the beginning, after almost a lifetime of being scoffed at.

“Yes, our children love to hear the tales of the brave warrior who rides on the back of a Night Fury. We’ve also adopted the dragons of our island as our friends; of course, there are a few mindless, carnivorous species which can’t be reasoned with.”

“That’s to be expected. We’ve had our share of dragons like that,” Stoick replied. “In fact, our village was just recently attacked by a couple of them, thus the reason for our journey. We were on our way to the Visitnug Territory to request help and supplies so we can rebuild.”

“And then the strange weather marooned you here instead,” Alvin put the last piece of the puzzle in place.

“More or less.”

“If you don’t mind me asking,” Gobber could not hold in his question any longer. “How came we’ve never heard of you? Everyone has thinks your island is forbidden.”

“I wish I knew who started those rumors. I’d make them get pretty friendly with my ax!” Alvin replied. “We keep to ourselves, for the most part; this island provides us with everything we need, though we would prefer it if we had more visitors every now or then.”

As they continued their journey through the forest, Alvin had stolen a few glances towards Hiccups cracked wooden stump of a leg. “It looks like you’re in need of new leg.”

“Yeah, uh, we kind of had a run in with some hostile poison darters, and in all the commotion, I—I kindda had a mishap!”

Alvin laughed. “Those beasts may be stupid, but they’re good at being a nuisance. I’ll tell you one thing, they do make great cooking!”

The eyes of Stoick, Astrid, and Hiccup peered towards him, accompanied by looks of disgust. Alvin could not help but laugh at the expressions that they were giving him. “Relax, I’m joking!”

Alvin laughed as they lighten up after realizing that they had fallen for his joke. “We have a blacksmith shop at our village and a Viking who is probably the best blacksmith on this side of the globe.”

“Next to Hiccup and me, of course,” Gobber responded. He waved his artificial hand, which had his hammer attachment connected into it. “This, here, is my handy work. Just show us where the shop is, and Hiccup and I will build him a new leg that’ll make even a pirate jealous.”

“I’ll let you and Viggor work that out,” Alvin replied. “Well, here we are; welcome to the Outcast Tribe!”

The forest surrendered to a small, but healthy village that had a very similar feel to it as Berk. It was built at the foot of a giant volcano; it towered over them as a peaceful, sleeping giant. Though it looked like a small village, Hiccup was surprised by the number of Vikings he saw walking about.

As they entered the village, people started to take instant notice of them. Curiosity of the new Vikings caused many to stop at whatever they were doing. They were not used to having visitors come to their village, so they had no idea what to make of this.

“Listen up everyone!” Alvin spoke with such a thunderous voice that Hiccup sure that everyone in every part of the village could hear him. “We have visitors from another tribe among us today. Even more importantly… we have, in our midst, the one and only Hiccup the Horrendous!” Alvin pointed towards Hiccup, pointing him out to everyone in the village.

Hiccup could feel the growing number of eyes on him. The expressions on everybody’s faces were as if they were seeing a ghost. When they saw Toothless enter the village with them, the realization hit them that this was for real.

The Outcast Vikings started to gather around them, but most of them were more interested in meeting Hiccup. Young children, seemingly coming from nowhere, were gathering around Astrid and Hiccup, making it very difficult to walk. A large crowd of children had also gathered around Toothless. They were excited about seeing their very first Night Fury. Showing no fear of the dragon, the kids were excited to touch the dragon; a few even started to play around with his wings. The poor Night Fury had no idea what to make of these children. The dragon gave Hiccup a look as if to cry, “Please make ‘em stop.”

“Like your village, we, too, have come to embrace the dragons as our friends. Because of you, young Hiccup, we get along with the beasts, and we no longer have to fear for our lives.”

Hiccup was overwhelmed; he had no idea how befriending a dragon would change Viking traditions everywhere. He had been happy enough just to change Berk. Now, here he was on a strange island, surrounded by vibrant young children, who were not even afraid of a Night Fury. It was almost too good to believe.

“I see you brought company,” A Viking said, walking up to his closest friend, Alvin.

“Aye, that I did, Viggor!”

All the young Vikings stared at Viggor in disbelief. “Can you believe this?” Astrid whispered to Hiccup.

Hiccup could not reply; he was so stunned. Viggor was the splitting image of Gobber, except for the black hair. He even had peg leg and an interchangeable, prosthetic hand. The resemblance was uncanny.

“I want you to meet Hiccup the Horrendous, the one and only,” Alvin stepped aside and guided his friend towards Hiccup and Astrid.

“What this? You’re just a boy! From all the stories I’ve heard, I thought you’d be a wee bit bigger.”

“Y—you’d be surprised how many times I’ve heard that.”

“You’re just a toothpick… a twig even!”

“Aaaand, I’ve been called that quite a bit too.”

“You’re pulling my leg!” Viggor said, looking back at his friend to try to read his face and see if this was a joke.

“Here is his Night Fury to prove it!” Alvin directed his attention to the dragon at the back of the group. The number of children gathered around the dragon had increased. Some were playing with his wings. A young child, barely at the age to walk, came right up to Toothless’ face and stuck her tiny hands into one of his nostrils. The dragon did not like that too much; he raised his head out of the young child’s reach and shook his head as he bellowed out with a sneeze.

“Well I’ll be… I’ve never seen a Night Fury before.”

“Viggor, the boy’s in need of a new leg. Maybe you can fit him with a temporary replacement until you can create a new one.”

“Hmm, let me take a look at what we have here,” Viggor said. He scratched his chin as he looked down at what remained of Hiccups prosthesis. “I think I can whip something up.”

“Just get him with a temporary one, and I’ll do the rest,” Gobber stepped up to Viggor, determined not to be outdone. “I built the last one, and I can very much do it again.”

The two identical looking men inspected each other, and an instant competitive nature began to form in both of them. “Oh, you mean this is your work?” Viggor pointed to the broken prosthesis. “Better let the younger, more experienced blacksmith, like myself, handle it.”

“More Experience? Ah, that’s a joke!” Gobber snarled.

“Gobber, be polite!” Stoick ordered firmly, placing a hand on his shoulder. “We’re visitors to their home.”

“Well, between the two of you, I’m confident something will be done. Right now, let’s make our guess feel welcomed. Tonight, we honor you to our village by throwing you a giant feast!”

The Outcast villagers all cheered upon the announcement. Even Fishlegs joined in the celebration. He enjoyed the news so much, he could not hold back a tear. “I’m the happiest Viking in the world!”

[Toothless11]

So just thought I'd say this...

So it appears to be 100% confirmed that Stormfly won't be added in HTTYD cuz in Gift of the Night Fury Astrid calls her Nadder "Stormfly". So the original Stormfly won't be in it.

Also, Book of Dragons is 10000000% crap. I recommend you don't watch it . I can tell you why.

So, I am pretty much back into HTTYD now, and I really do feel like reading the 3 chapters I've missed of this. Thoug school is leaving me so much work lately, but I'll try to read them as soon as I can. Though I might not be able to post the errors you have. I'll try though ^^.

[mrjop2]

So that's how they are going to deal with it. I knew Stormfly was going to be given to Astrid, because Astrid was going to be Camicazi. There was a chance that they were going to still have a Camicazi with a Stormfly, kind of a romatic competition between Cami and Astrid, but I wasn't in favor of that. Naming the Deadly Nadder Stormfly is acceptabale to me, as long as they actually do have Stormfly in the movies. That probably means they have too much planed in the trilogy to even bother with a mood dragon, but they did find a way to keep Stormfly in the movies. I'm still willing to bet that Alvin will be the big baddie in either HTTYD or HTTYD 3.

How'd you find out so fast? The movies don't come out until Next Tuesday?

I knew the Book of Dragons would be crap, there was no question about that, it's meerly an introduction to the online game, but I still wonder if it will be worth buying Gift of the Nightfury, or should I just rent it.

[Toothless11]

Hehehe a secret .

Lol JK. Some random guest posted clips at the other forum. In one of them where the drago are leaving, Astrid shouts something like "No Stormfly please don't leave!" running to her Nadder. But something that I DEFINATELY don't like in Gift is that it seems that Hiccup builds Toothless a new tail that let's him fly alone. This mean that Toothless and Hiccup won't be together at all, while Toothless just leaves Hiccup stupidly a if there's no tomorrow -_-. Another thing that comfirms this is that Hiccup rides a Gronkle to the strange island.

Also, the most stupid thing about Book is that in the intro Tthe characters talk and look at the camera. Gobber even "moves" the camera with his hands. The instant I saw that I was all like "Fu** this" and just stopped the video. They same person that posted the clips has 3 other clips in his channel, including part of Gift's ending. Though Toothless didnt seem to appear in that either...

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Chapter 13

“Okay, son, tell me how this feels,” Viggor said as he took a step back.

He had finished with Hiccup’s temporary prosthesis, as crude as it was. He took two thick branches and tied them to his wooden leg to strengthen the rotting wood. With a few nails, he attached a block of wood at the bottom, which would serve as his foot. The wood was carefully carved in a curve to match Hiccups natural walking stride. He could not ride Toothless with this arrangement, but again, this was only a temporary fix until his new prosthesis was complete.

Hiccup stood up from his stool, a task now made easier with that block of wood; it was a promising start. Next, came the more difficult part. He prayed to the gods that it would work well enough that he would not have to depend on anyone to help him walk from place to place.

Taking a deep breath, he took a step forward onto his prosthesis and managed to stay on his feet. He continued the test by walking across the shop as Viggor and Gobber watched. He walked with a slight limp, but this little fix of Viggor’s seemed good enough for now. “I think this will do.”

“Keep in mind, this is only temporary,” Viggor assured him. “By tomorrow, I’ll have an artificial leg that’s fit for a hero.”

“Well…” Gobber stepped forward. “This may be a very primitive shop, but I think I can whip something up that should be somewhat up to my standards.”

“Primitive? I’ve seen your work, and it’s anything but impressive.”

What was it with these two? From the very beginning, it was hate at first sight. Hiccup had never seen Gobber this competitive before. There was nothing in the world worst than two hard-headed Vikings going at it, so while they were arguing, Hiccup sneaked out of the shop.

Astrid and Bitwolf had been sitting outside the hut talking while Hiccup was getting his prosthesis made. When they saw him come out, they were immediately at his side. “I see you’re walking on your own again.”

“It’ll do,” Hiccup replied with very little enthusiasm. As long as he was grounded from flying on the back of his Night Fury, he would not be very happy with any type of prosthesis given to him.

Hiccup looked at the expressions on his friend’s faces and could tell that he had interrupted a deep conversation. They wore unease on their faces as if it was naturally painted onto them. “What’s up, guys?”

Astrid looked at Bitwolf, using her eyes to tell him that he had better start the discussion. Bitwolf understood the message. “Something is not right here; we’re both very uneasy about all of this.”

“All of what?”

“This village… Alvin… all of it!” Astrid replied. “Something is seriously outta whack here!”

“Our island is only a day from the western shore of this island. As far as I know, no one from my tribe has ever heard of these people.”

“Let’s not forget that they ‘claim’ that they’ve adopted the dragons on this island as their friends. There’s not a single docile dragon anywhere to be seen in this village; I don’t count the wild beasts that’ve tried to kill us since we’ve been here.”

“How about Stormfly?” Hiccup pointed out. The mood dragon was the one responsible for bringing them here in the first place.

“Where is she? We haven’t seen her since the cave.” Bitwolf replied

“I—I don’t trust her, Hiccup? That dragon has a nasty tendency to lie, and when she wasn’t, she was very vague about everything. Stormfly is where my unease began,” Astrid replied. She felt bad that she had such a distrust for the dragon, but she could not shake her gut feelings on the matter; something was amiss.

“Pardon me!” Alvin came out of nowhere to startling all three of the young adults. “Forgive me for intruding, but did you say something about Stormfly? Have you seen her?”

Hiccup’s friends turned their eyes towards him. They were leaving it up to him whether or not to tell the Viking chief the truth. He could read it on their faces; they were against the idea. He was taking their concerns to heart, and had to admit… they did bring up some very valid points. Thinking about it carefully, he did not see the harm in telling him the truth; perhaps it will shed some light on some of their fears. “Y—yes, she led us to the cave where you found us. She’s disappeared since.”

Bitwolf did not try to hide the disappointing scowl he gave towards him. Astrid hid it much better, but Hiccup knew her well enough to be able to read it in her eyes; she thought this was a mistake, as well.

“You know about her?”

Alvin frowned and let out a soft sigh. “Aye. I’ve raised that dragon since just a hatchling. I thought she was a gift from the gods; who would have ever thought a dragon that can speak our language?”

“What happened?” Astrid asked.

“The dragon is young, and like all young children, she acquired a rebellious streak. We got in a fight, and she threw a temper tantrum. She flew off, and has not been back since.”

“That could explain why she disappeared on us?” Hiccup stated. Looking over at Astrid and Bitwolf; neither was really buying his story. He had no idea why; it made perfect sense to him. The dragon was running away from home. She helped them just enough so they could be found and then took off, still not ready to resolve the issue.

“If I may ask, sir, what was the fight about?” Astrid asked.

“Think about it. She’s the first dragon that can speak our language; Imagine what we could learn from them. I wanted to train her to communicate with the wild, more aggressive dragons. Instead, she spewed some nonsense about violating the dragon’s privacy.”

Without any warning, the earth moaned as the ground shook violently underneath their feet. The three young Vikings fought to stay on their feet as fear took hold of them. None of them have even been through an earthquake before, and it turned out to be more terrifying than they thought. The huts waved with the ground; the wood that they were made of was sturdy enough to remain intact.

Alvin had no problems standing on his feet. From his reaction, Hiccup could tell that these quakes were common place here on this island. The look on his face seemed to suggest that this was nothing more than a minor inconvenience. He merely looked back at the volcano until the shaking ended as quickly as it started.

The Vikings of the Outcast tribe acted as if nothing had happened and went on with everyday life. The reaction from Hiccup’s tribe was another story all together. All of his friends came running out of different huts. When they saw him with Astrid and Bitwolf, they ran to join them. “Can you believe that? That was absolutely wild!” Snotlout laughed.

“Yeah, it was like a mega monster came out of nowhere and took a giant step to shake…” He stopped himself when he noticed everyone was giving him an annoyed look. “Or, maybe not.”

“Alvin, are you sure your village is safe?” Stoick asked as he came walking up to them. He was on his way to check up on his son and Gobber until the quake hit. “That volcano seems awfully angry.”

Alvin bellowed out a hardy laugh. “There’s nothing to fear. That mountain’s nothing more than a kitten, though there’s an interesting story behind it.”

“Story?”

“Aye, passed down from generation to generation. You see, this tribe is a very religious tribe. Legend has it that before this land was inhabited, Odin and Thor, themselves, came here to do war against the fire giants and the weather giants.

“As the story goes, Surtur, of the fire giants, and Byleist of the weather giants formed an alliance to try to destroy Odin. It was the first and only time that two different fractions of giants worked together for a common goal; the destruction of Odin and the conquest of Asgard. They lured Odin and his army here to this island. The giants nearly won, but what the giants didn’t know, was that Odin KNEW that this battle was a trap.”

“What happened next!” Tuffnut said excitedly.

“Really?” Ruffnut rolled her eyes, “These children stories still excite you this much? Grow up!”

“You like them too and you know it. You have a children’s book stashed underneath you pillow that you read every night when you’re alone.”

Her return response was a fist cracking him in the nose and lips. “Shut up, troll!”

“Ow, that hurt! That very much hurt!”

Alvin disregarded the bickering of the twins and continued his story. “Knowing that this was a trap, he went into battle with the giants until it APPEARED that all was lost. That was when Odin sprung his own trap.

“Odin and his army vanished out of thin air, taking the giants by surprise. What the Giants failed to realize, was that they’ve been fighting illusions created by Loki. Odin and his army reappeared surrounding the giants along with Thor and an army of his own. Together, they decimated the giants.

“No one knows, for sure what happed to Byleist, but this tribe believes that Surtur, and his pet dragon, Furious, are imprisoned here in this mountain. To this day, our tribe believes that it’s the will of the gods for us to stand guard over this prison, and make sure the fire giant never escapes.”

“That was an awesome story! I can just imagine Thor taking Mjölnir and knocking some giant’s heads with it,” Snotlot swung an imaginary hammer in his imaginary battle with the giants. “What I wouldn’t give to have a hammer like that!”

“Well, that’s enough excitement for one day; our feast, in your honor, will start at sundown. It’ll not be much longer now.”

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Chapter 14

Alvin had not been kidding when he called it a feast. Never has Hiccup seen so much food in all of his life. If there was one thing Vikings were good at, it was eating; The Outcast tribe did it even better than the rest. For a small tribe, they had enough food to feed one three times its size. Snotlout and Fishlegs were beyond themselves when they saw the amount of food at the banquet table. “I don’t know about you all, but I’ve died and gone to Valhalla!” Snotlout said.

“Can you believe this? Look at all this food!” Astrid gasped. Even she had to admit that the food looked scrumptious.

“I’m telling you all, something is not right here,” Bitwolf mumbled so not to be heard by anyone of the Outcast tribe. “This is way too good to be true.”

“If this is a dream, then I don’t ever wanna wake up!” Tuffnut replied, wiping the drool off his lips with his wrist.

“Is that a roasted pig I see?” Ruffnut asked. Pork was a very rare commodity on Berk; no one on the island raised pigs. That was why their primary diet consisted of lamb and sea food.

“Not too shabby, if I may say so, myself.” Hiccup agreed. He was going to have to sneak out some of this delicious food out for Toothless the first chance he got.

The young Vikings were directed to a bench where they could be together, along with Stoick and Gobber. Fishlegs stared at the food at the center of the table, anxiously waiting to grab himself some of this mouth watering food. “This is the best day of my life!”

There was a large empty space in the center of the room. It was perfectly placed so every person at every table had a view of this spot in the room. This was where Alvin would address his tribe on special occasions like this one.

Alvin stood in the center of the room, holding a big wooden mug of ale in his right hand. The moment he stepped into the center of the room, the room came to a deafening silence. “Today is a rare day for us. It’s not often when the gods bless us with visitors. These Vikings have come from the tribe of Berk. They are in need of our assistance, for it appears that two rouge dragons have decimated their home. I have invited them to stay with us a few days to rest and relax. When their friends return from their journey to the Visitnug Territory, I have promised that we will come with them to their island to help them rebuild.”

The Vikings in the room applauded at the news. Hiccup was glad to hear that help was coming for Berk. He supposed his father sat down with the Viking chief and told him everything that had happened leading up to coming to this village. Within the next two or three days Ivar and the Killagain tribe will arrive here to the Island. When they arrived with Berk’s Vikings, they could all return to Berk and begin the process of rebuilding.

“It’s an honor to have you, Stoick the Vast and Hiccup the Horrendous, at our village in the meantime. This feast is in your honor. So let’s eat to our heart’s content; this is a celebration!”

Everyone cheered as they commenced their feast. The young Vikings of Berk went wild grabbing food as if there was no tomorrow. Snotlout and Tuffnut were the most aggressive of them. Seeing this caused Alvin to chuckle. He was on his way to his table when he saw a pair of yellow eyes looking in through the crack of the door.

“Viggor, save some of that roasted pig for me; I’ll return momentarily.” The Viking chief made his way to the door. After making sure no one was following him, he pushed open the door and stepped outside. “It’s very dangerous for you to be out in the open like this, witch.”

The old Ethiopian woman frowned. The disrespect that her son continued to show towards her was quickly getting on her nerves. Perhaps he was embarrassed by her? His father was a strong Viking chief, and by Viking tradition, it was taboo for a Viking to marry outside their own kind. However, Alvin’s father did just that, and married her. As a penalty, they were banished from their tribe. This was all before Alvin was born, but somehow, she still got the sense that her son resented her for ruining his father’s life, resulting in him sharing in his shame.

“The Vikings that departed here to find the Killagain Tribe have left the Visitnug Territory and shall reach our shore by this time tomorrow. I can summon harsh weather, and confuse them on their journey, but we have no more than three or four days before they find us. You know Ivar the Fearsome is leading this expedition, himself? Confusing him will not be an easy task.”

“That’s more than enough time. We’ll be well on our way to Berk by that time.”

The witch shook her head. “Son, I urge you to dispose of the chief’s son immediately. The longer you wait, the more things there are that can go wrong.”

“How dare you call me ‘son’ woman!” Alvin growled. “You have forfeited that right long ago. I will not pass up this opportunity; I will use young Hiccup and his pretty little girlfriend, to draw Stormfly back to me. After I kill that wretched dragon, I will sacrifice Hiccup and his tribe to the Furious. With them out-of-the-way, Berk will be defenseless from my wrath. I WILL have their dragons, if it’s the last thing I do.”

“And what of my sister? She has already shown initiative in trying to warn the young boy about us.”

“I will have a constant watch over Hiccup. If she tries to make contact with him, then we will use the boy to lead us to her. I will either have the dragon or your sister before I even think about springing the trap.
* * * *

The sun had not begun to rise when Hiccup awakened. He did not know how early in the morning it was, but he knew sunrise was still a few hours away. Toothless always tried to awaken him minutes before the sunrise started to peak. The fact that the Night Fury was still sleeping, told him enough about how early it was.

Despite how early it was, he knew, immediately, that he was up for good; there was no going back to sleep now. His day had begun, but how to start it was the question. He would be the only one awake at this ungodly hour, and exploring a strange place alone in the dark was something he was not brave enough to try. Neither was he really interested in sitting here for hours, staring at the walls. He needed to start his day, and he knew exactly where to do it.

* * * *

Viggor was up at sunrise, and immediately began working on the prosthesis for Hiccup. Unfortunately, Gobber was already inside the shop working on his own invention. That was when the competition began. The two of them worked on opposite ends of the shop. On a few occasions, they reached out for the same tool, which resulted in the two Vikings butting heads and sharing insults.

After a couple of hours of non-stop labor, they both ended up finishing at the same time. “This should do it. I think Hiccup‘ll like the improvements I’ve made here,” Gobber said out loud, inspecting his completed invention.

“That thing? No Viking would be caught dead using that piece of junk,” Viggor mocked. “Now mine, on the other hand, is a piece of art! Hiccup will be able to do things he’s not been able to do in a long time.”

Viggor held up his prosthesis in triumph. It was impossible to describe; it was a jumble of wood, steel, and coils that did not even come close to looking like a foot. “That is a sad piece of... I don’t know what to call that thing. The one thing I know about Hiccup is that he lives by one motto: keep it simple, stupid!”

Before Viggor had the chance to rebut, the door to the back room of the shop swung open. Hiccup walked out of the room, and was startled to see both of them in the shop. “Oh, wow, It’s that late already?”

“Hiccup?”

“I hope you two don’t mind, but I went ahead and built my own leg.” Hiccup showed off his new prosthetic leg. “It’s just like the old one, but I added some of my own modifications. I made it spring loaded so I can jump and even dismount from the saddle much easier.”

Hiccup demonstrated its capabilities by taking a few steps forward. The steel latch slid up when he put his weight on it, and then slid down once his weight was off it. There was no mistaking the improvement in his walking pattern. That slight limp in his walk was virtually gone. After taking a few steps, he stopped and bent his knees. He jumped two times and landed perfectly each time. It had been a long time since he was able to do that without stumbling.

“Well, I think I’m gonna go have some breakfast. See ya!” Hiccup exited the shop, leaving the two stunned Vikings with their creations in their hands.

Hiccup’s stomach growled impatiently as he walked through the village. After hours working on this new prosthesis, he was beginning to fear that he possibly missed out on breakfast. He had been so engrossed in his work, that he had no idea how late it was getting.

“There you are! I’ve been looking—” Astrid ran up to him, but stopped when she noticed his new prosthetic leg. “Did you make that?”

He felt good that she took instant notice to his handy work. “Why, yes I did,” he replied proudly. “And I made some big modifications to it. I added a spring to it, to give me more agility. I can now run and jump without tripping or stumbling, and I can dismount from Toothless’ back much easier.”

“That’s amazing!” Astrid replied. “You never cease to amaze me!”

“I see you have your new leg now, excellent!” Alvin said, approaching the two Vikings. He was starting to get into an annoying habit of interrupting their conversations, almost as if he deemed his matters more important. Hiccup did not want to carry any unnecessary grudge towards the Viking chief, but the way he came out of nowhere and interrupted his conversations with his friends was starting to get on his nerves just a bit.

“Yeah, I woke up early and couldn’t fall back to asleep, so I decided to build my own prosthesis.”

“You possess some great skills, there’s no denying that,” he replied. “Anyway, seeing that you are now free to ride your dragon again, I was hoping you would help find StormFly and try to convince her to return to the village. This tantrum has gone on long enough, and it’s time that she came back home.”

“I don’t see why not. Toothless, Astrid, and I will start looking first thing after breakfast.”

“Great to hear, son!” Alvin slapped him across the back and walked away.

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Chapter 15

Toothless was excited for the opportunity to fly again; trying to fasten the harness on him, while he was this excited, was a difficult task. There was no calming the Night Fury down when he got like this, so it took Hiccup longer than it should have. “Okay, we’re ready to go. I supposed now is as good of a time as any to test out my new leg.”

Astrid took her place by Toothless’ neck, stroking him to keep him still for Hiccup’s first attempt to climb onto the saddle with his new prosthesis. The Night Fury lowered himself giving Hiccup the chance to get on his back.

Hiccup put his makeshift foot into the stirrup’s tread clamp; the spring loaded coils in his foot pressed down as he put all of his body’s weight on it in the process of climbing. It was successful in handling the weight. The coils gave his left leg additional strength to make getting up on the saddle easier than ever before. As his weight came off his prosthesis, it locked into the clamp.

After positioning himself comfortably on the saddle, he tested his new leg once more to see how it handles controlling Toothless’s artificial tail-fin. Carefully, he pushed his knee down to causes the tail-fin to expand. His foot remained locked into the clamp without any problems. He pulled up his knee, and the tail-fin collapsed and his foot yet again remained locked into the stirrup.

The final test was to see how easy it was to unlock his prosthesis from the latch. He put weight on the prosthesis until the coils were pressed down, and with a soft metallic CLICK he could slide his foot out of the stirrup. Sliding it back in, he put pressure down on the coils again and it relocked perfectly.

Astrid smiled up at Hiccup. “I’d call that a successful test.”

“So would I.” Hiccup offered his hand down to her.

She grabbed his hand and accepted his help up onto the saddle, sitting behind him. Hiccup could feel her arms wrap around his waist. He could almost feel the enthusiasm and anticipation radiating from her. It’s been awhile since the last time they flew together. There was a serious task to be done, but that didn’t mean they couldn’t have fun doing it. An aerial view of the island was a relaxing adventure; an adventure that both of them could use right about now.

“Okay Toothless, we’re ready to —”

Hiccup looked around to notice a large crowd of Vikings gathering around them. The news got around the village that Hiccup and Toothless were going to fly around the island, and they were all anxious to see them take flight. The children, in particular, were the most excited to see the Night Fury in flight with their own eyes. After hearing all the stories of the adventures of Hiccup and his Night Fury, this was their first time that they were going to see one in person.

Astrid put a hand on his shoulder. “You’re a hero to these people.”

Hiccup looked out at the children that had gathered around. He could see the anticipation in their eyes, waiting to see their legendary hero take to the sky on his dragon. “I know, and it feels very weird.”

Toothless let out an impatient grumble; he was ready to fly, and could not understand what the delay was about. Sensing his restlessness, Hiccup decided not to keep him waiting. “Let’s go Toothless.”
Toothless grinned as he extended his wings. Hiccup did his part and extended Toothless’ left tail-fin. With everything set, the dragon leapt off the ground. The on-looking Vikings cheered as the Night Fury cut through the sky with great agility and swiftness. They had seen many dragons fly, but the way a Night Fury flew was more beautiful to behold. Of all the flying dragons, they ruled the sky like no other. Very few Vikings ever got the opportunity to behold one of these rare creatures; and that was why they cheered with great exuberance.

It did not take Toothless very long to reach above all the trees of the island. Before long, they were flying through the white, billowy clouds. “Aw man, I can’t tell you how much more I can do now with these new improvements!”

Astrid smiled, happy to see Hiccup back to his old self again. She had no idea of the nightmares he’s been having been still plaguing him, but right now, he was like a new man. “Then, how about you show me?”

“How about it, Toothless; feel like indulging a little?”

The Night Fury was more than willing to display some fancy maneuvering. Astrid held onto Hiccup tightly as Toothless nose dived towards the tree tops. The sharpness of the wind stung their faces as the tree tops grew larger. Enjoying the sensation of the wind in his face, Toothless inadvertently stuck out his tongue which whipped around in the wind.

“Let’s give the upward spiral a whirl,” Hiccup said, tapping Toothless’ neck.

This was a move that proved quite challenging. The hardest part of it was the very beginning; to start this move, Toothless had to expand his wings just enough to slowly break out of the nose dive, while Hiccup had a rapid session of expanding and retracting the tail-fin. Up until now, doing that was very awkward and painful; with the new coil spring system he installed, the strain on his leg, as he did this exercise, should be greatly diminished.

Toothless understood what they were going to do, and was willing to give it a try. He remembered their other attempts to do this trick... they all ended in failure. The point that always caused the failure was when the break out of the nose dove, and immediately trying to jump into the first spiral upward. Every time they tried, either Toothless successful made the spiral but failed at angling himself to re-ascend, or he ascended upward and failed in doing a perfect spiral. He was just as determined as Hiccup to get this maneuver perfected.

“This is it, Toothless; we’re gonna get it this time! Now!”

Toothless spread his wings half-way and their free fall began to level out. Hiccup lightened up on the tread petal slightly until they were near level, and then pressed down hard, expanding the left tail-fin completely. Toothless unraveled his wings the rest of the way and immediately leaned left to begin the spiral. As Hiccup again lightened up on the tread, Toothless flapped as hard as he could to ascend as he began his spiral.

This was the moment this whole maneuver would either succeed or fail. Again, Toothless did everything perfectly, and for the first time, his leg was not failing him. As the Night Fury Began to ascend, the dragon put all of his weight to his left, causing him to fly sideways. As that moment, Hiccup once more pushed down on the tread petal and fully expanding the artificial tail-fin. Toothless curved around and succeeded in starting a spiral that ascended back up into the sky. They flew four complete spirals before reaching the clouds where they had started; they had successfully pulled off the upward spiral maneuver.

Hiccup raised his hands in triumph as they leveled out and flew on a straight course. “Yeah!”
“You did it!” Astrid rewarded Hiccup for his accomplishment with a kiss on the cheek.

His face began to glow, but before he could relish it, Toothless went into a celebration mode of his own. He spat out a puff of blue flames. “Toothless… wait!”

Toothless swerved at the last second, narrowly missing the mist of flames. Hiccup and Astrid bowed their heads to avoid being seared. “Ow! Hot!” Astrid complained.

Toothless repeated the game and spat another puff of flames. Like before he dodged the flames at the very last second. “Toothless, it’s too dangerous to play Dodge with TWO of us up here!”

Dodge was a game that Toothless introduced to Hiccup on their very first successful flight. Not only did the Night Fury find it thrilling to play, but Hiccup believed that it also helped him keep is instincts sharp, not to mention that he liked the feeling of the flame’s heat spraying in his face. Hiccup wished he had known about this on their first flight; his hair had gotten fairly singed and his face was slightly burned. Since that first time, they played Dodge quite often, and Hiccup had learned how to avoid getting burned.

When Toothless realized the situation, he switched to another form of celebration. He swooped towards the tree tops, spinning rapidly. The two Vikings held on tightly, clenching their eyes to keep the spinning world from getting them dizzy. Hiccup was worried about Astrid who was not fastened down into the saddle as he was. Neither had she ever done anything like this on a dragon before; he had no idea how she would handle this maneuver.

His concern was unwarranted, as she was laughing while holding onto him for her dear laugh. She was not one to shy away from danger; she ran to it with a shield in one hand and an ax in the other. As nerve wracking as it was, Astrid enjoyed every moment of it.

Toothless ceased his spinning and went to gliding just out of the reach of the trees; the branches tickled his stomach as he sliced through the air. With the rough riding now at an end, she lightened up on her hold of Hiccup and enjoyed the view. Four basic brown dragons pierced through the tree tops and soared through the sky. None of the dragons paid them any attention as they flew past them to their unknown destination.

“We should’ve caught Stormfly’s attention by now. For a gold dragon, she’s pretty hard to find.”

Hiccup was thinking the same thing. The chances of finding Stormfly up from the sky were minimal; the tree tops were too thick to see through, making it way too easy for the Mood Dragon to hide. She seemed content to merely watch them up in the sky from her hiding spot down below. “Perhaps it’d be better if we get the gang together and search the forest by foot.”

“Agreed,” Astrid replied. “But on the way back, let’s check out the volcano.”

“Sounds fun.”

Informing Toothless of the change of plans, they made their way towards the top of the mountain. The giant mountain towered over the rest of the island like a sleeping giant. As they got closer, the more intimidating it became. This volcano had a very dark presence to it, and Hiccup began to question if they should stay away from it. The smell of ash, acid, and smoke that emanated from its mouth served as a secondary warning. The third warning came from Toothless, who appeared to be apprehensive about the volcano.

“Strange, Toothless doesn’t want to fly over the Volcano.”
Astrid pinched her nose. “Who can blame him; I feel like my lungs are burning.”

Hiccup felt the same with his lungs. Something was seriously wrong, and he had to know what it was. He rubbed the Night Fury’s scaly neck. “Come on Toothless; just allow us a quick look down.”

Reluctantly, the dragon agreed, and cautiously flew over the mouth of the volcano. What they were expecting to see, was dried-out, lava rock inside the volcano; that would have been a sign that it was dormant. Instead, what they found, was much more unsettling. The Volcano was filled with red-hot, flowing magma. “Uh, this mountain doesn’t look all that dormant,” Astrid said with a horrific look on her face.

Hiccup was astonished at what he was seeing. It all explained the foul order that was coming from the mountain. “You’re right, this mountain’s active. This thing is gonna erupt, and soon.”

“We’ve to get back to the village and warn everyone! We’ve got to begin evacuating the village.”

“Back to the Village, Toothless,” Hiccup said to his dragon. Happy to get away from raunchy smell of the volcano, the Night Fury took off quickly for the village.

After the Night Fury departed, a pair of bone-like horns peered out of the flaming-hot magma. From within the magma, and unsettling growl echoed. The horns swam through the lava, as if inspecting what was happening outside the volcano, and once their curiosity was quenched, the renumbered.

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The Outcast Lands will continue, but shall be finished on the original Night Fury's den.

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[Toothless11]

Lol that's ok ^^. And I still really feel like reading the other chapters, but I haven't had much time. I've been going to my grandma's pretty much every day and I come back home very late. School is still kinda leaving me lots of work and next week we have exams. Probably during Winter vacation I'll read them ^^.

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I changed my mind. I will finish posting the story here. I was just getting a little tired of posting the story in 5 different forums. I figure since we are nearing the climax, I'll just go ahead and finish it here.

Chapter 16: Plan Accelerated

With Hiccup searching for Stormfly, the village started to resemble its old self… somewhat. There was an unforeseen consequence of allowing Hiccup and his Vikings from Berk to come to the village. Their arrival had brought hope to those who opposed him. If he was not careful, he could lose his hold on this village. That was why he had men, loyal to him, quietly imprisoning known Vikings who was against his rule as Viking chief. He could not allow a coup to take place when he was so close to having an army of dragons at his disposal.

Alvin was walking by the blacksmith shop when Viggor came out of the hut. “You have a moment?”

Alvin chuckled as he gave him a hard slap on his right upper-arm. “Of course, my friend. I assume that you handled Snarsbait and his family.”

Viggor nodded with pride. “I turned their dwellings into a new confinement hut. It has the potential to hold five more Vikings.”

“Good job, my friend,” Alvin laughed. “I can always depend upon you.”

“I’m glad you feel that way. Perhaps, then, you’ll take me advice.”

“And what advice do you have for me?”

Viggor looked around to see if any of Berk’s Vikings were near-by. “I think the time has come that we make our move. We should put all of the boy’s friends in a confinement hut, and use that as an incentive for him to do what you want.”

“Trust me, that idea has crossed my mind,” Alvin admitted. “But he’s too smart. He’d just find a way to free them and ruin my plans yet again. That lad has thwarted my plans twice; there will not be a third.”

A shadow flew over them, catching their attention; Toothless was coming in for a landing. Alvin nodded his head, signally his friend that their conversation would have to continue later. Understanding the situation, Viggor headed back for his shop.

As Toothless landed, the Vikings of the village were quick to gather around him once again. As Alvin went to greet Hiccup and his girlfriend, he could not help think about how things were soon going to change for the popular lad. His growing hatred for the young hero continued to grow, making it harder for him to pretend to be friendly towards him and his friends. The boy has been a constant thorn in his side for the past year. It was time that he paid the price for everything he has done, and Alvin will be there, celebrating, when justice finally came.

Hiccup dismounted from the Night Fury’s back along with his pretty little girl friend. Alvin had contemplated sacrificing the girl to the Furious first, just to make him suffer. The only reason he decided against it was, because as long as he lived, he would be a threat. Hiccup had already ruined his chances to add two of the most deadly dragons to his army. Actually, if he was able to get his hands on Green Death or the Shadow Lord, he would not need an army of dragons; they were more than deadly enough on their own. Instead, the boy had gone and killed both of them, leaving him dragonless. If he could not have those two dragons, then he will have Berk’s, and with that many dragons obeying him, Rome would fall.

After Rome was destroyed, he seriously contemplated going after the Chinese. Rumors were spreading that they had discovered a powder that can weaponize fire. He would not stand any form of competition; therefore, the Chinese had to be brought down to size.

Hiccup and Astrid urgently pressed through the gathering crowd of Vikings towards him. Alvin hoped the anxious looks on their faces was a good sign. “So, any luck finding Stormfly?”

Hiccup scratched the back of his scalp as he looked down at his feet. “Eh—no, but we’ve got another situation.”

“Your volcano is going to erupt. We’re all in a lot of danger,” Astrid pressed.

Alvin half expected them to discover the imminent danger that the Volcano. He knew perfectly well that the volcano was in danger of erupting. He and the witch were the only ones that knew the truth. His story of Surtur the Fire Giant was nothing more than a fairy tale. It was the only way to convince his tribe that they were safe. Somehow, his mother knew the mountain as if she created it herself; she assured him that they had more than enough time before it went off. “I wouldn’t give it any worry. It’s been threatening for years. As I said, my people will not allow Surtur and his dragon to escapes their prison.”

He could see it in their eyes; they weren’t totally convinced of the story. Could it be that his mother was right? Was he pushing his luck too far? “I suppose taking precaution wouldn’t hurt. Out of respect of your reputation, I will begin evacuating most of the village if you would be willing to look for Stormfly one more time for me. If there’s even a remote chance of an eruption ...”

“We were thinking about going back out again, anyway, but this time on foot. I figured my friends and I can explore the forest together.”

“Good to hear, but I wouldn’t go too far beyond the volcano. There’re some ill-tempered dragons nesting on that side of the island.” Alvin tried to read the boy’s face. He wanted to see if the boy had any intentions of violating his ‘suggestion’. If Hiccup found his two dragons out there, everything would be ruined.

“We won’t be long; Toothless is kinda nervous around the volcano.”

Alvin read no deceit or mistrust in his face, which put his concern at ease. Now, he can focus on a new worry of his. If the Night Fury was scared of the mountain, then the children’s concerns could be valid. He had to know for sure if this mountain was getting ready to blow, and then confront the witch. For her sake, she had better not be lying to him. He didn’t care if she was his mother; he would kill her on the spot.

* * * *

Alvin had to know, for certain, if the volcano was coming alive before addressing the witch on the issue. That was why he visited the small pond outside the village, near the bottom of the mountain. The evidence was overwhelming. There were dying trees and brushes surrounding the pond, and the water itself had become acidic. A nauseating smell of sulfur emanated from the boiling water. There could be no doubt that the mountain was ready to go. The witch had some explaining to do.

He had started towards the hut, looking over his own shoulders, but it didn’t take him long to realize that none of Berk’s Vikings were in the village. There was no need for him to sneak to the witches hut when there was no danger of them finding out. For the rest of the walk, he walked like an angry Viking chief, who wanted no distractions from anyone on his way to the hut.
He threw the door open, nearly ripping it off the hinges, as he stormed into the hut. The witch was anything but surprised by his abrasive entrance. She was standing in front of her giant fire pit in the center of the room. Hoisted over the flames was a large, black caldron. She was—no doubt—cooking up another one of her crazy ‘spells’. “Witch, we need to talk!”

“You’re concerned about the volcano. I can read it on your face.”

He hated the fact that she could read his mind before he even entered the room. She did it to continue to try and convince him that her superstitious beliefs and powers were real. He could not explain many of the things she is capable of doing, but he was still not going to buy into it. “Of course I am. You told me that we had more time before the volcano erupted.”

“The Furious is restless. If I do not release him from his prison soon, he will cause the volcano to erupt. I’ve warned you that you cannot delay any longer. The chief and his son need to be sacrificed, and the invasion of Berk must begin.”

Alvin grumbled something underneath his breath. He had hoped to use Hiccup the Horrendous to lure Stormfly back to the village. He wanted to kill that cursed dragon for betraying him and taking the leg of his friend, Viggor. She refused to help him convince every dragon they met to join his cause. She defied him and ran away. He had hoped to make her pay by feeding her to his two pet Timberjacks, the very same dragons that he used to attack Burk, and lure Hiccup and his friends to the island.

Now, that hope was all but gone. Perhaps after his conquest of Berk and the Roman Empire, he could return here and seek out the dragon. With his army of dragons, the task should be much easier. “Very well, the Vikings of Berk are out searching for the Mood Dragon, but they have left the Night Fury here, due to his fear of the volcano. I will have my men trap the Night Fury, but I want you to keep an eye out on the Berk Vikings. If they find the dragon, then I’ll kill the dragon along with them.”

“And what if they meet my sister? By now, she knows that this would be her last chance to make contact with the boy.”

“And that’s why I want you to keep an eye out. If she makes her move, report to me.”

[Toothless11]

Oh so is this story gonna be smaller then your last one? And I'm really starting to feel bad because of all the problems preventing me from reading this -_-. Exams are done, but now it turns out I've randomly got myopia. The doctor has no idea how and why i got so much of it so suddenly. I mentioned in another thread that I see distant things blurry and that now I'm restricted to using my iPod and computer for long periods of time :/.

[mrjop2]

Sorry for the long delay. I've been destracted by my new Kindle Fire. I can't put the thing down!

After this story, I will be done writting HTTYD fan fiction for good, most likely. I want to move onto publishing professionally.