The Rider(HTTYD and Brave, 2012)

The Anger

(Hiccup's POV)

It took some time (and convincing), but the proper introductions were made between the visitors and Hiccup. Their was then clan Macintosh, with it's Lord and heir in blue body makeup. They screamed when they were introduced, which Hiccup found...strange. Next was the clan Dingwall, whose Lord was a stout and hot-headed man, and his son was as guileless as his father was bipolar. They screamed upon introduction as well. Were they all going to do that? Lastly was the clan MacGuffin, whose Lord was a deep-voiced man, who obviously demanded respect. His son was his opposite in personality, his accent so thick Hiccup could barely understand him. He even doubted his father could understand him. He couldn't help but think that they already had something in common. They screamed (kind of) as well. That answered his previous question. He had to hurry and get out of Scotland, it wasn't even this annoying with the Vikings.

"So, Brynjar? If you're not a suitor...why exactly are you here?" Lord Macintosh asked suspiciously.

"I was actually hoping to talk to her Majesty about that." Hiccup said, turning to Queen Elinor. She sighed and gave a sharp nod, gesturing for Hiccup to follow her. Hiccup turned to the Lord's and heirs, moving his first and second fingers from his forehead to he air in a mock salute. They didn't know what he was doing, so they just gave him an angry stare. He turned and followed Queen Elinor into the large stone castle. He closed the door behind him and faced the Queen.

"Your Highness, no offense, but I don't think you called me here for a lone dragon. What's really going on?" The Queen stared at him a moment and sighed heavily. She sat down in her throne and faced Hiccup.

"It was supposed to be a regular trade with a local tribe. We sent thirteen soldiers, and they were thrown off course. They came upon an island completely shrouded in fog. And on that island was lots of dragons."

Hiccup froze. Heilim's Gate! They managed to find the dragon's did the Scots manage to do that before the Vikings? It didn't matter know.

"What did the soldiers do?" Hiccup asked. The Queen sighed again.

"A dragon attacked them. They killed it, but many came after that. There was only one survivor, but he was so traumatized, he went insane. We tried to get something out of him, but there was no getting anything from him."

"If he was insane, how do you know he found the nest?"

"Cause he keeps muttering and screaming about dragons, and how we are all doomed. This is just a hunch, but a have a feeling he found more on that island than dragon's."

Hiccup nodded. He started contemplating. The dragon's were attacking villages for food. But he had found most of their diets were made up of fish. Some will probably eat chicken, and the occasional fruit if desperate, but never sheep or yak. Why did they need those? Maybe Toothless knew. He looked up when Queen Elinor started speaking again.

"Hiccup, I ask for your complete discretion. Do not mention this to anyone. I don't want anyone to panic...especially Merida." The Queen sounded desperate.

"My lips are sealed, milady. And I will check this island out for myself," Hiccup pulled down his mask, forcefully changing his voice, "if that's okay with you." The Queen sighed and slumped in her throne. Although the surprise at his sudden change of voice, she was overall relieved.

"Thank you, Brynjar. You have my permission. Please be careful." Hiccup gave her a small bow as he turned and walked out the castle. He was so deep in thought, he forgot to pull his mask up. He had to go talk to Setrina. They were in for a lot more than they expected.

"Brynjar!" A voice yelled. He turned and saw the very raven-haired girl he had been thinking about. "There's some visitors here. And I don't think they're friendly."