*Jack Frost's

I couldn't move. All I could do was watch as the slow tears fell to the ground and dry up. My heart contemplating with itself about whether to break and destroy in my chest. My wrists hurt less than the heartbreak I felt. But I know I need to get out of here and free him. Even if Jack Nightmare is telling the truth or not, I still can't allow him to keep Hiccup as a hostage or meat suit any longer.

I sniffles, looking behind me as much as I could and saw a dirtied nail lying on the ground. I scooted back, the cold metal hurting against the scrapes on my skin. I flinched and fumbled it under my hands. Once I had it in my hand, I used the 300 years of knowledge I had and lock picked my way out of the left cuff. It felt great hearing the chains fall to the floor, happily clattering the sound of freedom. After my other hand, I unlocked my ancle and looked at them.

My wrists were bright red and purple, dried blood stood at the fingertips, which indicated my wrists bled while being me. Stiffly, I crawled on my hands and knees and reached for the jail cell handle. With all my upper strength, I pulled myself up onto my feet. Knowing I've spent probably a day or two locked up, and sitting for that matter, my legs are wobbling like crazy. I peeked out the small lines and saw that no one was there. I used the nail and jammed it into the lock, jiggling and twisting the key. A happy click ringed into my ears and all the worry drained out of me. I slowly opened the door, seeing the light of lanterns brightening the path. I looked down and noticed I was still shirtless and my once perfectly snow colored skin, was now covered in dirt.

I sighed, taking my first step out of the jail cell, the wind hitting me happily. I continued to walk, but kept it quiet. The walls were cold and gray, while the floor was dirt and hay. My feet stumbled over each other but I kept my pace, until I came to a forked hallway. I looked down one and saw a bright light, the other had a staircase with a bright moonlight through the cracks. I bit my lips. I know I have to save Hiccup, but the exit is just right there...

Ugh! My decision was final, I made my way towards the bright lit hallway and found a door at the end of it. The door was oak and solid as hell but the door was cracked. I slowly pressed my hand against it and saw that it was a path to a giant opening in front of me. Slowly, I slipped past the door and into the dark vast area. It looked just like it was in the dream I had. Where Pitch was standing there.

I glanced the place, but my ancle hurt when a violent breeze brushed through the floor. I glanced down seeing a shadow fly across. Was that Pitch?

"Its hopeless to escape a place full of dragons." A voice boomed into the room. I turned to see Hiccup leaning against a door on the top floor. He had on my jacket but... No pants?

"Well I got this far didn't I?" I said.

He chuckled. I heard something metal sliding across the ground, making sparks behind Hiccup as he walked towards me.

"Oh yes." He stopped and turned to me, lifting a shinny skinny object and pointed it at me. "But this is as far as you go." He said, turning the object towards the light. A sword was in his hands.

"Oh really? And your gonna stop me?" I asked.

He grinned wickedly. "Oh, I'm not gonna stop you," he jumped down, still pantless and smiled once on the same level as me. "Hiccups gonna stop you."

I scoffed, but my heart hurt. "PSH, how is he gonna stop me? Your possessing him you know, or did you forget?"

Jack Nightmare laughed, throwing his head back, making me question what I had just said. "I know I'm possessing him, ya Jackass." He said, wiping a tear from his eye. "Its the fact that he is awake in here. He was awake when he told me what to tell you in the cell," he grinned, "hell he was awake when I was having sex with Pitch."

Okay... I can never unclean that from my mind. But no matter how badly I hated the idea, it only hurt my heart more. It was Hiccups body so who knows what therapy he might have to go through after this... Hiccup. I can't believe you got trapped in all of this.

"Okay, now that is just... Wrong." I said.

"How is it? You've had sex before, right?" He asked.

"Uh..  Actually no, I havent." I said truthfully.

"Haha, poor Jack, not living at all are we?" He asked. "Oh well, seems like it was your own stupid choices that brought you to this point in time." He lifted the blade. "And this time, I will finish the job unlike you."

I lifted a brow. "You plan on fighting me? In that?" I asked.

He shrugged. "Why not. Its not gonna be much of a fight anyways." He said.

I rolled my eyes. "Yes it will be-" Hiccup moved fast, running towards me. Before I knew it, he was in front of me, a white hot pain burst through my side, making me go still.

Jack Nightmare side-eyed me and grinned wolfishly. "Told you it wasn't gonna be much of a fight." He whispered, gripping  my shoulder and tossing me to the ground. My heart raced and my hands fumbled over the spot. There really was blood. He really stabbed me. I looked up to see Hiccup staring back at me.

"Hiccup stop!" I shouted, backing up into the moonlight. I stared up and saw Hiccups face smile down at me.

"Seems like Hiccups amazing mind predicted this moment. "Jack Nightmare said, bending down. "He had this exact nightmare. Too bad intense Nightmares," he lifted the sword and licked the blood," come true, Jack Frost." He laughed.