Begone-HTTYD AU

4 years go by.

((Wowwww look a time skip... Lmfao, sorry, nut there's nothing interesting in the four years for a whole chapter.... time skip after 4 years, Hiccup did loose his leg fighting the queen but with Dagur and Heather, instead. Also, take note that ALL riders are wearing masks, okay? Thanks!))

Hiccup and Toothless were gliding above the tribe's territory.
He spotted Heather with Dagur, walking around while their dragons played at the edge of a cliff. As he drove more, he spotted Eret at the tool shed, fixing his saddle upgrading a couple of edits here and there, while his dragon rested soundly outside.
And for Throk, oh boy was he in big trouble. Once again, he was playing with sheep, throwing them into the air and juggling them.
Sure he was talented, but he shouldn't be using one of their source of food.
The Night Fury quickened his pace a little, so Hiccup doesn't get that mad, again. His rider decided to ignore it, and soon found a clearing.
When he finished checking his tribe, he continued flying lower and deeper into the forest. A couple of tamed dragons here and there, totally fine.
But then, a roar echoed from the far lands, the 19-year-old boy knew exactly what it was, their enemy, the one they are looking for to try and move to a special land of it's own, the Screaming Death.
As he flew back, he found the drivers ready. Toothless roared demandingly, signaling the others to follow.
"Dagur, did you sense where it came from?" Hiccup question, his voice loud and assertive even under his mask.
"My senses weren't alert at that time, Hiccup, and after all, it isn't usual for the Screaming Death to come out at this time of day, it's too early." Dagur replied, folding his hands.
With a grunt from Hiccup, the dragons quickened their pace to the source of sound that came again.
As they arrived to another island, they found a Grunckle about to be devoured by their enemy.
Toothless divded in first, standing in front of the Grunckle and shot a blast at the Screaming Death. The shot was heavy, it hit a soft spot where the Screaming Death was recently hit while fighting another dragon, for that he turned sharply, knocking Hiccups mask with it's tail hitting him and made a long sharp scar across his left eye that ended somewhere above his lip.
The lad grabbed the mask, flinching but ignoring the pain. His other scars did hurt more when he got them, this one was a... Scratch to him. After covering his face, he told his dragon to follow it. Hesitating, Toothless followed. Looking At the tunnel the white dragon made, the others followed behind. Each one going in different directions.

Finally, after what seemed like 3 hours, the Screaming Death ran away, back to his abandoned land. Hiccup punched the air, claiming that he will deal with him some other day. He flinched once more, taking off his mask he noticed drops of blood. He grunted, a headache emerging. Heather quickly asked:
"Hiccup, should we go? I don't have the healing herbs with me and it's starting to bleed.."
With a sigh, Hiccup nodded. And they returned back to their land. Heather took a while to cover the scar and not his eye and eventually she did it.
Eret was out side, waiting patiently to check on his lad.
"Hiccup! You okay?" He asked as he saw him come out of the healing den. Toothless purred at the sight of his rider, wrapping his tail around him protectively and rubbing his head onto his chest.
"I'm fine now, thanks Eret." Hiccup smiled, rubbing Toothless's head. Then he remembered something.
"Hey Eret, go call Throk and let's go test the wings we created once more, would ya?"
"Alright, and... Should I call Dagur? He did say he was working on his wings...."
"If he finished then sure." Hiccup twisted his head to the side as he heard a crack behind him. As he turned, he thanked Heather as she arrived from her disappearance at the back of the house.
"No problem!" She smiled.