STOLEN [httyd]

Chapter 13

Hey there! Here is chapter 13!! I know last chapter gave alot of angry readers xD Cliffhangers are my specialty... :) Hope you all enjoy :D

H I C C U P

Pain.

That's the first thing I feel. I try to open my eyes, but they're locked shut by something. My own pain. I groan as the weight off my eyes is lifted and I am able to see - if seeing counted as not being able to see anything but darkness infront of you - once again.

It feels like I have to force myself to move my parts of the body, as if my brain has forgotten how to itself. I want to move my arm. I can't. I imagine that I am in some sort of paralysis state. But until I hear the rattle of chains, I know I'm going to be stuck here for quite a while; probably trapped in one of Viggo's over-powered extreme cells. No water. Or food. For days on end. Just the thought of food or water makes my stomach rumble with emptiness.

My eyes start to feel heavy again.

I start to close my eyes. No. I have to stay awake, I tell myself. If I close my eyes I may never open them again.

I.. Have to stay..

The pain starts to subside.

Awa..k....

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I wake up to people yelling. I must have eventually fallen asleep. The words are all blurry, and the ringing in my ears isn't helping; that extra sleep must have helped although, because my dragon-senses kicked in, allowing my ears to blur out everything other than what I want to listen to.

I focus on the voices.

They sound crystal clear now. Almost like they're shining themselves.

"What does this Berkian woman have to do with the Dragon Boy?" Viggo, I imagine, speaks with a harsh voice, but calmer than I thought.

"The Chief; Stoick, of Berk, has dealt with the Freak, we thought maybe we could lure him here by taking his wife."

"How can we possibly lure him here if he has no idea of where our camp is, did you ever think of that, Brother?"

"Yes. I gave him the coordinates to Dragon Island. We'll send one ship. If he agrees to help us, we take him back to camp, blindfolded and take him to a cell beside his wife's, he will give us all the information needed in order to save his wife, trust me on this; Viggo"

"And what if he declines the offer?"

"We'll destroy his fleet of ships and leave him to fight the Mother Dragon. It will surely pay the consequences. Valka is a pretty woman; going to be my wife, till she ditched me for that hag; Stoick. I will have the right of being her husband, you may have the tribe."

"Fair deal, my brother. You've done well. I'd like to speak to the two prisoners. They in the cells already, I imagine?"

"Yes." Riker seemed to have walked out of the room, leaving the smallest stream of light into the prison-cells infront of it. Mine happened to be one of them, and it gave Viggo no problem walking over to see me first.

I lowered my head, and starred at my feet, which were stuck criss-crossed at the floor.

"Look at me, Freak." Viggo's voice is barely audible, but my hearing increases the sound almost to a yell.

I keep my head down, refusing to look at him. I wont look at him. I wont.

"I know you heard our plans, don't think I don't know you have senses like a dragon. I've seen more than you think about you."

"That doesn't give me any concerns on why I should speak to you." I say blankly.

"And why is that?"

"You're killing off tribes that deserve to live, just for a kid with wings and a tail of a dragon. I don't have any idea as to why you care about me, and why Stoick gives any concern to you. He knows nothing about me, and nor do you. Nobody is going to give into a monster like you."

"Speak for yourself, Freak. You have wings and a tail. Do you ever feel left out? Tribeless? Un-loved? Do you ever think or ask yourself why you have these features? Why do you live a life in fear? People always trying to destroy you? Stay with me, become one of us. We will respect you as long as you respect me. Become a hunter. We will train a dragon army to take over Drago and his Alpha. You can be a normal viking.. what do you think, Freak?"

"First off, my name is not 'Freak', and I do ask myself these things, but not anymore. Because I know I have them for a reason. To destroy the people like you who don't deserve the right to enter Valhalla. Drago also has no concern to me, nor do I concern him. I will not stand by your name. Ever."

"Nobody will let you through the gates of Valhalla. Dragons are meant to be killed. They are beasts to this land and deserve no purpose towards what they Gods have given us. The Gods gave us Land, Peace, Food and more, what part do the beasts deserve of this? None of it. Just like you. Even being part viking does not cut it. You're never going to be able to enter Valhalla; no God will accept you through the gates."

"Nor will they to you. You share the same properties of me. A monster. But you have no physical features unlike me, it's just all in your head. So I wouldn't be so sure about what you're saying, Viggo."

He stops abruptly, pausing to think about what to say next. My neck is cramping up, but I still don't look up at him.

"Agree to join us in the next seven nightfalls, and you'll stay unharmed. Disagree, then you'll be sent to the Dragon Island along with Stoick and his men for the death of their tribe. Choose wisely."

I sit in the dark for hours on end. Silence is my only friend right now. Not even my own shadow.

I decide I will choose my choice now.

I'll disagree. I can't betray Toothless. I'll demand Valka be brought with me to the Island. I'll send a Terror message somehow to Toothless, or I'll fly myself there, depending how nice Viggo is towards my 'wing free-ness'.

Tomorrow is another day.

My stomach rumbles like a earthquake.

Let's see how long I'll last without food.

How long I'll last without water.

And how long I'll last without dying..

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Hi my fellow readers :D

This chapter only took me like an hour to write. xP

Hiccup sorta went with his 'talkitive' side towards Viggo. He'll be a little quieter to him in the next chapters though x) I'm going to keep him on his quieter side because I like that version of Hiccup more. xD The sorta 'sassy' silent kinda guy. Anyways, what side of Hiccup do you prefer? This kind that I used in this chapter, (Talkitive) or the kind I sorta used with Trader Johann? (Silent/sassy kinda)

ANYWAYS

I LIKE TO RAMBLE..

Thanks for reading :D Tell me how you thought of this chapterrr :) Do you like Hiccup's thought kind-of chapters more? Or dialogue chapters more, like with alot of talking? Tell me your oppinions :P

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