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"AAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGHHHH!"
Snotlout, screamed for his life after something wet and slimy (a very deadly combination in his opinion) landed on the back of his neck. And no, his scream was NOT girly. Astrid was quick to shut him with a hand over this mouth and the other over her lips in a 'sh' gesture, which, combined with the fuming look on her face did the job well enough.
Hiccup and the rest of the group kept to glaring at him but mostly him and Fishlegs. The twins seemed oddly excited to encounter the Death Song again, even if it's just to figure out it's status and location. So far, the mission had been quite smooth, which means unless something unexpectedly got in their way, so should the rest of it. Snotlout knew nothing ever went his way though so he'd prepared for the worst, wether that would be a hunter interruption or a very agressive, amber-spitting dragon attack interruption, he couldn't say.
A scatter of pebbles echoed around the cavern from somewhere and Snotlout noticed this immediately, he looked at Hiccup, who appeared to have heard it too, and Astrid, who only stopped after noticing
the other two boys had.
"Now are you guys hearing what I am?" Snotlout whispered, hoping they'd believe him now...
"For once, I think you're right Hiccup" quipped.
Snotlout briefly glared at the boy, but Astrid's subsequent warning glare made him stop.
The dragons hadn't heaed the noise but started sniffing the air, and after a moment, they looked at a boulder/rock formation a little ahead and growled. After a few confusing seconds, a person shaped figure bolted from behind the rocks, making a break for it through the cavern..
Snotout had jumped right on Hookfang before the others could even realise what they barely saw.
"Let's get him Hookie!" he said, despite the crimson nightmare not hearing him. Hookfang took off after the stranger and Snotlout intentionally ignored Hiccup calling his name.
For someone so untrained and small, they were frighteningly fast & agile, even giving Astrid a run for her money. It was hard to keep up with the constant ducking, diving and distractions this stranger was pulling out of a seemingly bottomless hat of tricks, especially on dragon back.
The stranger disappeared into a narrow passageway that Hookfang struggled to navigate through without getting stuck or pulling any scales off. The other end appeared to be a cove vaguely similar to the one on Berk where Hiccup had found
Toothless about 3 years ago, Snotlout had never seen one like this though, both undergroud (if you could call cliff caves underground) and it had an open ceiling, more like a gaping hole to be honest.
There doesn't seem to be any way through besides the opening they were in front of, good, Snotlout thought. He can't have them slip through his fingers.
he scans the area and he locks eyes with whom he'd been chasing, eyes wide with surprise that he'd kept up, but also, a trace of fear? odd.
The stranger himself is an average height male with mid length chocolate brown hair, a lean build and didn't carry much visible muscle mass, but Snotlout could tell he was stronger than he looked. He looked rather young, dare he say around his own age? The curious thing about him though, was his skin, it was a warm tan colour reminiscent of some of Meatlug's scales. Hookfang flies after him when he bolted for it, despite there not being another way out.
He quickly switched direction abruptly causing Hookfang to almost stumble and
instead went for the opening, even though he had to climb a bit, which... he did, alarmingly fast. Hookfang and Snotlout caught him right before he escaped and dropped him in the middle of the cave-turned-cove.
He grunted in an undetectable language as he hit the ground, which Snotlout can only imagine was some form of curse or swear word. He dismounted Hookfang, signalling to stay alert before he approached the boy that was lifting back to his feet in seconds, he quickly drew a knife in Snotlout's direction. His pulse stuttered and he balled his fists, but he needed to stay calm and unwavered if he was to intimidate him.
Hookfang covered for him anyways, flaming up and growling at the stranger who stumbled back a few feet but stayed scowling and tightened his grip on the knife.
"What do you want from me?" he finally spoke in a rough Norse and Snotlout noticed a thick accent that Snotlout didn't recognise, but oddly liked.
"Not much, just a few answers will do
nicely" he said, cracking his knuckles for effect.
The stranger gives him a flat, cold look.
"How intimidating" fuck, he was hoping for more of a scared reaction than the deadpan one he got. His eyes flicker between Hookfang and Snotlout, "Why would you use such a fantastic creature as a weapon?" he ground out with such venom in the word 'weapon', so much so that Snotlout cringed at his tone.
Hookfang could've keened at the compliment but kept quiet at the side eye look his rider gave him.
"A weapon? Who do you think we are?! Dragon hunters?" Snotlout snarled, offense written in his expression.
"Yes." The stranger answered bluntly.
The stanger kept his firm grip around his weapon, brandishing the dull blade before speaking again in that rough norse.
"Why are you here?" he asked skeptically, which, yeah that's fair Snotlout thought. He sighed.
"Looking for the stranded person that saved us last week" he explained matter-of-factly.
"...So you're not here to kill the 'Death Song' as you call it?" he interrogated, brow raised in suspicion. Snotlout stared at him blankly for a moment, before guffawing at the irony of his assumption.
"Have you seen us!? We literally ride dragons." he said, gesturing to Hookfang's saddle. The Stranger considers him for a few beats, his calculating stare seemingly unending.
"Jackob" he said suddenly, lowerng his knife to his side "my name is Jackob Vasquez" he elaborated.
"...Snotlout Jorgenson." The stout viking replied.
"SNOTLOUT!" the panicked voice of Hiccup screamed, making both boys whip their heads to the opening, clicks of weapons vould be heard overhead.
"Shit"
IM SORRY THIS TOOK A WHILE
PLS DONT KILL ME
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