Berk's BIG Problem

Evanora Locasta, The Blood Witch

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Anyway, hope ye enjoy!

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"I'll find you giant! I know I will! I'll find you if it's the last thing I ever do!"

With pure anger, Tzane glared down at the waterfall with heavy, loud breathes of air heaving out of his nostrils. His heart pounded in his chest with fury and his mind was a hot flood of anger. But it soon dimmed as he heard a series of gasps as the people whispered. "Move out of the way darling."

"Let him pass."

"Keep clear."

"Tzane!" With his shoulders tight and a sweat forming, Tzane gradually turned his head and was instantly met with the fierce and despondent glare of King Tatilus, who was beyond amused.

"K-King Tatilus," he stuttered as the growing fear intensified, "I-I tried t-to get him sir, b-but he managed to-"

"Escape." Spat King Tatilus with acid, making Tzane flinch out his harshness. "That boy was more determined than I anticipated - his anger blinded him."

Tzane gave a slow nod. "Y-yes sir, he even surprised me when I told him to calm down and he refused."

Tzane watched as his King let out a soft sigh; his eyebrows furrowing. "That's it. I've had it with the fun and games." King Tatilus muttered darkly. He locked eyes with Tzane before speaking in a serious tone. "Get your soldiers ready, and armour all hoggelroffs."

Tzane stared at him with slight confusion. "Why's that, my King?"

"We're going to The Other Side, to save Hiccup, to save Lily-Rae before Evanora can unleash Savhar and we're going to end this ancient battle - once and for all!"

***In An Unknown Location***

Hiccup's POV

I groan as my head feels like a thunderstorm - a really bad one. My eyes struggle to open as the pounding against my skull irritatingly continues. Frowning, I start to see dull colours all around me, the gentle flickering of flames sprouting from torches that were hoisted along dark, wet walls. I suddenly realise that the walls were those of a cave, and with confusion and anxiety, also realise that I'm hung up.

Black, metal chains with slight rust painted over them tightly clasped around my wrists, its frostbite touch freezing my skin in distaste. My legs were two lines of thread hanging off the edge of a table freely; my small toes pointing to the floor below. Heavy, quick breaths pant out of my mouth as my heart beats quicker when a sense of dread temporarily clouds my mind. Tugging my restraints, my breath suddenly hitches as my throat tightens with fear as a looming shadow appears in front of me; ghastly, hollow and pitch-black.

It's long neck stretches over the ceiling of the cave; it's sadistic claws scrape across the damp walls viciously. As it's ghostly shadow cascades over my head, I squint my eyes in response - the nerve to look was just as strong as the nerve to look away. I couldn't decide what to choose.

An eldritch cackle echoes within the cave causing my hands to sweat and a clammy sense covering my face distraughtly.

"Poor, poor Hiccup."

I gasp as a monotone voice unveils itself from the shadow, it's emotionless tone shaking my heart drastically. But what really shocked was the unknown figure knew my name. Of course, not matter how dangerous any situation I'm put in, my mouth begins to uncontrollably talk.

"W-who's there?" I stutter with fear. Like a cocky Terrible Terror, the voice starts to chuckle darkly as it seemed smugly amused by my fearful question.