STOLEN [httyd]

Chapter Eleven

H I C C U P

It's been at least two days since I got traded on Riker's ship. I'm now on the traders ship, in a set of manacles under the deck, in a room that seems to be where he keeps all his belongings. I am worried more than I should about what happened to me. I'm still in horrible shape, and all I've been given is a loaf of bread with some mutton, and a small glass of water; which isn't bad compared to what I think Riker would have given me.

I hear the trader drop the anchor off the ship, and I'm guessing we're settling down for the night. I hear footsteps down the hall, they're light, soft ones, not like the ones you hear from the menacing hostile people I've met. The trader walks towards me, I'm not locked behind bars, but I'm chained in a manacle; which makes it a little less comfortable.

"You awake little guy?" the trader asks. He seems nice, but if what he said back there; about just bringing me back to that Riker guy and his boss, Viggo, I'm not convinced.

"Really? 'Little Guy', you're going to call a 18 year old boy, with dragon wings and a tail, 'Little Guy'? How sweet."

"S-Sorry, I J-just don't know your name..." the trader probably didn't expect that, he looks taken back, and might expect a little more out of me this time. He stares at me, as if expecting me to answer his question.

"If you're waiting for a specific time of day..., and I'm not going to tell you my name, if that's what you were thinking"

"No--" He stutterd, "Not at all.. I just wanted to ask you a few questions..If that's okay?" His eyes softened, a little bit, but I could tell he was tense all over.

"Sure, go for it."

"This may sound weird to ask, but, how on earth did you grow wings and a tail?"

"I'd love to talk all about how I got it from a witch who cast a spell on me, and how she raised me like a dragon...but no. I was born with them, so I have no idea,"

"Oh. So..I hear you live with the only NightFury left in the Archipelago?"

"Yeah"

"There have been rumors all around the Archipelago that you killed the Queen Dragon, am I not correct?"

"Yep, all me, with the help of the NightFury, if that helps"

"Yeah..So, do you need anything else?"

"No, and where are we heading? That freakshow Viggo's camp?"

"Actually, I'm heading the opposite way from their island; I need the coordinates to your island, I'm bringing you home."

"Wait, seriously?" My heart just leaped.

"Yes, I don't trust what Viggo will do to you, he takes advantage of anything he sees, and he is one of the smartest plotters in the Archipelago, it seems as if he knows everybody's weakness and how they'll act next" the trader starts to walk away, towards the steps back up to the deck.

"Thanks." I wanted to say more, but that's all I could must out.

"Yer welcome, lad; you have an amazing gift, don't let anyone take advantage of it," He says, before disappearing back on-deck.

Meanwhile; Viggo's Camp

"I thought you said that Trader Johann would be here tonight with the boy?"

"He said he would, that man never remembers a promise."

"Or can keep one," Viggo finished, "Send out your men and find his ship, bring the tracker dragon along too, they'll find Johann by daybreak"

"On it, brother"

"Don't disappoint me, Riker."

The dragon trapper's ships already set sail, with Riker on the lead boat with a tracker dragon on the deck. They had been sailing for hours now, it was at least one more till dawn. It felt like forever until the traders ship was in sight.

"Talake, Alaki, you two go search the ship, If you find the boy, bring him to me."

"Yes, Riker"

The two men took a small boat, and rowed their way towards the trader ship. They climbed up the side using a rope with a grapnel.

H I C C U P

Two men bombarded the boat like a hotburple on a clubbing rampage. They took the trader, from what I heard, and tied him to his mast. I knew they were here for me. I took the advantage of my small build, and managed to slip my hands through the rather large manacles. I then forced myself into a crate, my wings folded incredibly small and uncomfortably into my back, my tail curling around my waist and leg. 

"This crate has the Berk crest on it, it serves no use Alaki," one man said, "grab the one with our crest, the Hunter Crest."

"Sorry" they keep walking until I'm sure that they're next to my crate.

"I FOUND IT, TALAKE!" one guy, Alaki; I think, yells.

"Shhh, quiet down. Good. Let's bring it up; Riker and Viggo will be glad we found this."

And with that, the two Dragon Hunter's carried their crate on-deck of their own ship, leaving Yohann chained to his own mast, and lost for a wing-bearing boy, who happened to be in the very same crate that the two men had grabbed.