Chapter 19: War (Part 3/4)

(Warning! This chapter contains violence, sexual predatory attack on women, scenes depicting an act of attempted sexual assault, cannibalism, and severed body parts. This chapter should not be read by those easily disturbed by anything just stated. This chapter should not be read by those easily disturbed by violent, mature content. Readers discretion is STRONGLY advised.)

The remainder of the Dragon Riders and Stoick were on their way to meet up with Alvin the Treacherous and his Outcast Clan. Stoick was rushing on his dragon. He was getting impatient with the slow pace of The Dragon Riders.

Stoick the Vast: C'mon Riders. Faster! I want my son back tonight?

Snotlout: What?! TONIGHT?!

Ruffnut: Uh-oh, someone's in trouble...

Stoick stopped his dragon. He turned around and flew towards Snotlout with the most furious face he's ever had.

Stoick the Vast: IS THAT BACK TALK I'M HEARING FROM YOU SNOTLOUT?

Snotlout gulped. The twins giggled and cackled quietly, but were silenced with a single glare from Stoick.

Snotlout: Sir...No sir...

Stoick the Vast: GOOD, NOW GET YOUR BEHINDS MOVING!

Dragon Riders: SIR YES SIR!!!

The Dragon Riders and Stoick quickened their pace as their dragons hesitantly flew faster. The sun had began to set. Fishlegs, being the smartest of the group, kept his thought quiet and started to have doubts if they were going to be able to save Hiccup, Astrid, and Toothless by tonight. Meanwhile Dagur and Heather had just finished informing Alvin and his Outcasts about what had just happened hours ago on their island.

Alvin the Treacherous: Is that so?

Heather: Yes! Please Alvin, you're one of our only other allies.

Dagur: Berserker Island was too far to contact, so we came here. Alvin this really important to us. To Stoick. To Berk.

Alvin the Treacherous: I reckon we should get going then, which direction did they head off to?

Heather: No! We're actually expecting the rest of the Dragon Riders to be here any minute now.

Alvin looked visibly confused.

Alvin the Treacherous: Do you kids see what time of day it is? It's almost night fall. Your friends should have been saved hours ago. Why would you waste your time splitting up?

Dagur: Because Alvin, the people who kidnapped our friends planned everything. They left us with no option. They were armed to the max with Hunters and battle ships. Six riders and six dragons can't take on an entire army of Dragon Hunters with weapons to take out our dragons. It'd be suicide!

Alvin the Treacherous: You kids have got to get your priorities settled.

Heather: Alvin, we get it, we screwed up big time, but that's what happens when someone takes the leader and second in command. Your left with a bunch of confused people waiting for a plan.

The Outcasts started mumbling and talking to one another silently. Alvin stood there lost in his train of thought.

Dagur: Please Alvin.

Heather: You're our only hope.

Stoick the Vast: Not the ONLY hope.

Everyone on Outcast Island looked up to see Stoick and the rest of the Dragon Riders. Dagur and Heather smiled at their friends. The group landed on Outcast Island and huddled together.

Stoick the Vast: Alvin, will you help me on this very important mission? I need my son back.

Fishlegs: And Astrid and Toothless!

Snotlout: With all limbs in tact!

Alvin smiled.

Alvin the Treacherous: Let's get some supplies ready!

The Outcasts cheered and ran off to get supplies. Suddenly off in the distance there was a tired looking Terrible Terror making it's way toward Outcast Island to deliver a message. The tired, little dragon caught Fishlegs' eye.

Fishlegs: Wait! Wait!

Everyone looked over at Fishlegs who pointed at the Terrible Terror.

Dagur: It's a Messenger Terror.

The Terrible Terror crash landed in front of Heather's feet and fell sleep from exhaustion. Heather picked up the little dragon and cradled it in her arms as Fishlegs took the message out and read it briefly before staring up at everyone with a confused look.

Fishlegs: It's a message from the Hunters who took Hiccup and Astrid.

Everyone except for Alvin and Stoick gasped.

Fishlegs: It says,"Stoick the Vast. My old friend. This isn't what is seems. I took your son, his dragon, and his wife to protect them, but I can't protect them forever. I need your help. Ryker is alive and he's blackmailing me to do this. Follow my instructions with great caution. A single slip up could mean catastrophic accidents. Prepare yourself an armada. We are at war, but you have me, an inside viking working to seed out information to you as often as I can."

Stoick the Vast: I don't understand. Who's name is on the bottom of the letter?

Fishlegs: It doesn't say...it just says The Former Berserker.

Everyone: WHAT?!

Dagur: That's impossible!

Stoick angrily walked up to Dagur.

Stoick the Vast: I thought you said you didn't have time to stop by Beserker Island to tell them to help us? What is this about Dagur?

Dagur: I'm didn't I swear!

Heather: Cheif, it's true! I was with him the whole time. We never even had a Messenger Terror with us.

Fishlegs: Wait! There's more to the letter. It says,"Stoick, I have plan, but I don't have much time to explain. As an old friend I hope you haven't forgotten the plans we made in case of an emergency. Time to execute Operation Disagreement."

Stoick and Alvin gasped as their blood turned cold. Even the Outcasts were shocked to hear what Fishlegs just read. The Dragon Riders looked visibly confused. Alvin and Stoick looked at each other.

Stoick the Vast: H-He's alive?!

Alvin the Treacherous: I knew he wouldn't just disappear on us like that! Ha-ha! The old boy's ALIVE!!!!!

Dagur: Alive?

Heather: Disappear?

Fishlegs: Wait, Cheif you know this person?

Stoick the Vast: Yes...Yes. He's alive...I can't believe after all these years he's alive...

Dagur: Cheif, fill us in here. What's all the commotion about?

Heather: And what's with this whole Operation Disagreement?

Alvin the Treacherous: Trust us kids. The less you know, the better. Especially you two.

Alvin pointed at Dagur and Heather.

Heather: Us? What?

Dagur: Ok, wait so is this because of that whole Berserker thing? Can someone please ju-

Stoick the Vast: Men! Women! Pick up your food, grab your weapons, pack the ships, and kiss your children goodbye. Tomorrow at high noon. We invade the Hunters that took my son, his dragon and my future daughter-in-law! Tomorrow we fight! Tomorrow we will win!

The Outcasts along with Snotlout and The Twins started to cheer. Everyone except Alvin, Dagur, Heather, and Fishlegs separated to go ready the ships.

Dagur: Ok, can someone PLEASE tell me what's going on here?!

Heather: Yeah, I don't understand. Why are we packing up like if we're going to war all of a sudden?

Fishlegs: Yeah, and we don't even know where to go. This has no map, no directions, it's just a letter.

Alvin the Treacherous: Oh, yes it does. That letter has everything we need to get to where we need.

Dagur: What?

Heather: Huh?

Fishlegs: I don't understand.

Alvin the Treacherous: Operation Disagreement.

Dagur/Heather/Fishlegs: What is Operation Disagreement?!

Alvin the Treacherous: I already told you kids. Believe me, the less you know the better. Especially you two.

Alvin pointed again at the two Berserker siblings as they followed Alvin to try and get more information out about "Operation Disagreement." Fishlegs followed Heather and everyone else began to prepare the ships. The late evening turned into night. The Outcast and Dragon Riders stayed up all night helping the Outcast Armada prepare for what believe seemed like a war. Meanwhile on a distant island the new day rose and The Hooded Man approached both Hiccup and Toothless, who were being kept apart in a new bunk cell after The Hooded Man requested they be further away from Astrid. Toothless, who was still unconscious, was being kept in a significantly smaller cell for the sole purpose of keeping the Night Fury from moving around so much. Toothless still had the Dragon Root filled darts penetrating his skin. His foaming had gotten worse. He began thrashing violently around in the tiny, claustrophobic cell. Hitting his tail and body against the walls of the stalagmite and stalactite filled cave cell. As he continued to thrash around, he shook the top cell bunk and woke up an unconscious Hiccup. He gasped for air and coughed. He lifted his face of the floor of the cell and realized the Dragon Hunters had tied his hands behind his back. He groaned in anger and grunted as he powered himself up on to his knees. He put one foot forward and stood up on one leg slouching to the side.

Hiccup: What the-

As he looked down, he noticed that he was missing his metal leg. He sighed in disbelief and shook his head.

Hiccup: Of course they would...

He leaned his back against the wall for support and raised his leg up. The closer he inspected it, he soon realized that while the Dragon Hunters took his metal leg, they left the rotating ring frame that switches his leg from walking, to gliding, and flying.

Hiccup: Ok, well not a total loss...

???: But of course...We don't want you feeling too uncomfortable here.

Hiccup quickly turned around and saw The Hooded Man standing outside his cell carrying a plate of strange looking food. Hiccup scowled at The Hooded Man. He placed the tray of food down and approached the bunk cell cave. The Hooded Man looked into the bottom cell and saw Toothless was in bad condition. Toothless thrashed around again, which knocked Hiccup off balance and caused him to fall face first onto the cell floor.

Hiccup: Nnngh-Ugh...What was that?

???: Unfortunately, that was your dragon.

Hiccup's eyes widened as he remembered how he and Toothless were taken down. He crawled his way to the front of the cell and pulled apart the rope tying his hands together. He got up and placed his hands on the bars.

Hiccup: MY DRA-TOOTHLESS! TOOTHLESS!!!! BUD, WAKE UP!!!

The Hooded Man got on one knee and reached into Toothless' cell.

Hiccup: HEY WHAT ARE YOU- NO!!! STAY AWAY FROM MY DRAGON!!!!

The Hooded Man looked up at Hiccup.

???: Please calm down, I'm no-

Hiccup: WHAT?! NO, YOU LISTEN HERE, MY DRAGON IS THE LAST OF HIS KIND AND IF HE DIES THEN I'M GONNA-

???: Hiccup!

Hiccup's scowled face soon turned into a face of shock and confusion.

???: Enough. I know he is the last Night Fury. I know how much he means to you. He's like family...and family...never abandon each other...

Hiccup thought he heard just the slight bit of hurt as he heard The Hooded Man finish his sentence. The Hooded Man placed his hand on a visibly, uncomfortably sick Toothless. He could feel that Toothless' body temperature had dropped drastically.

???: He's cold.

Hiccup: WHAT?!

???: Please, remain calm. I'll inject him with Venadrool saliva.

Hiccup looked visibly confused.

Hiccup: V-Venadrool saliva? Wait- no- How did you know my n-

The Hooded Man got up and unlocked Toothless' cell.

???: Yes, it's the saliva from a highly endangered, herbivorous dragon that negates any effects of herbal sickness due to the fact that Venadrool dragons eat plants like Dragonvine, Blue Oleander, Purple Oleander, Dragon Root, Help Kelp, and many more plants dragons are sensitive to; which is also why the saliva also only works on dragons.

The Hooded Man gently plucked out the arrows on Toothless and took out a needle from his shirt chest pocket. He used the hole of an arrow on Toothless skin to poke the needle through and injected Toothless with the Venadrool Saliva. Toothless stopped moving, his foaming stopped, and his breathing went back to normal.

???: He'll be fine.

The Hooded Man stood up, got out, and locked the cage. He looked up at a scowling Hiccup again. Just as Astrid did last night, Hiccup was getting a good look at The Hooded Man. He was very lean and bulky almost as if he was once overweight. He had a ring around his left ring finger. In the center of his chest plate was the old crest of the Beseker Tribe. Hiccup continued to inspect The Hooded Man as something caught his attention. There was a round bulge in the hooded man's right chest pocket. It looked like if it was a watch.

???: A simple thank you would do rather than a staredown. You're just like your wife.

Hiccup: You're a Beserker?!

The Hooded Man chuckled.

???: Again, just like your wife. I had this exact same conversation with her. Was a Beserker. I am nothing without my family...

Hiccup's eyes widened and filled with rage.

Hiccup: ASTRID!!!

He slammed his hands into the metal bars of the cell and bent them enough so he could stick his head through the bars.

Hiccup: WHAT DID YOU DO TO HER AND WHAT IN THE NAME OF THOR ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?!?!

The Hooded Man hesitated before taking out the golden watch locket from his chest pocket. He opened it and looked at the pictures of his two children again.

???: My children...My sweet, sweet daughter and my tro-

Hiccup: ANSWER ME!!!!

The Hooded Man paused for a second.

???: trouble causing son...Gone...

Hiccup groaned and slammed his hands up against the bars again, which bent the bars even more. The Hooded Man closed his golden locket and looked up at Hiccup.

???: Is this what you've been reduced to Hiccup? Acting like a caged animal? Surely you should know who has the upper hand here. I could've left your dragon for dead, let you hear to starve, and let your wife get raped by three idiotic Dragon Hunters, but I haven't.

Hiccup: WHAT?! WHERE IS SHE?!?! WHERE'S ASTRID?!?!?! I DEMAND TO-

???: ENOUGH. Hiccup Haddock, your attitude is far different than what I remember it to be.

Hiccup closed his eyes and thought about what The Hooded Man had just said. He tried to calm himself down because he knew The Hooded Man was right. He did save Toothless right as he was bringing him breakfast. He desperately tried to calm down but kept on repeating, in his mind, the last few words that he said. Dragon Hunters tried to rape Astrid. He gripped the metal bars as hard as he could. He could feel the metal bending in his hand. As much as Hiccup wanted to, he knew he couldn't just break out of the cell in one piece with The Hooded Man right in front of him. The Hooded Man was right, he was at a disadvantage. He had no metal leg, no dragon, no Astrid, and no clear mind to think. He took a deep breath, opened his eyes and tried to hide the anger in his voice, but continued to give him a look that could kill.

Hiccup: Who are you? How do you know my name? Why did you take my girlfriend, my dragon, and I away from our home? What could you possibly want from us?

???: Hmmmm. How's if I ask you a question?

The Hooded Man walked back and picked up the tray of food he had brought.

???: Hungry?

Hiccup: NO!

???: Very well, but I would feel better knowing you have the option to eat. I'm not a savage. I'd never starve a young, viking man of his meal.

The Hooded Man walked silently towards the cell and raised the tray of food over his head and placed it in Hiccup's food slot.

Hiccup: Savage?  You kidnapped my girlfriend, my dra-

???: Yes, yes I know what I did was wrong and now you're wondering how that doesn't make me a savage.

The Hooded Man stood silent as Hiccup looked down at him.

Hiccup: WELL?!?!

???: I am in no mood to answer the questions.

Hiccup: TOOTHLESS PLASMA BLAST!!!

Toothless woke up as soon as he heard Hiccup's voice. He turned his head toward the non flinched Hooded Man. The Hooded Man looked at Toothless as he tried to shoot out a Plasma Blast. He couldn't. He shook his head and scratched his face and tried again. Nothing. Not even a purple glow. He roared and hissed in desperation for a flame. A spark. Anything. Nothing. The Hooded Man looked up at Hiccup again.

???: Oh of course. An added drawback of Venadrool Saliva. Dragons temporarily lose their fire blast abilities as the saliva detoxifies the dragon of its sickness. Did I forget to mention that?

Hiccup stood silent.

???: Look at yourself Hiccup. I expected better. You act like an animal, you disrespect me, and had your beast not been sick you would have killed a man who has done nothing to you. All because you couldn't get answers to your questions. What would have killing me accomplished? You definitely wouldn't have gotten any answers to any questions then.

The Hooded Man turned away from Hiccup, disgusted by his aggressive attitude.

???: Makes me think who the real savage is.

Hiccup closed his eyes and let out a defeated sigh. He hung his head in shame. Toothless covered his head with his legs. Hiccup fell to his knees.

Hiccup: You're not like any other person whose tried to kill me. There's a nagging part of me that wants to think your good. You're from the Berserker Clan, you're an ally to Berkians.

The Hooded Man stood silent as he did still, waiting to hear the rest of Hiccup's plea.

Hiccup: You're right. I'm at a clear disadvantage here. I don't know anything about anything here...Please...Who are you? What do you want? Why are you showing me, your prisoner, respect?

The Hooded Man turned his head back and looked at Hiccup.

???: Hiccup. You haven't touched your food yet. You seem hungry. Why don't you lo-

Hiccup: FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THINGS LOKI WILL YOU JUST PLEASE ANSWER THE QUESTIONS?!?!

???: NO.

The Hooded Man turned away from Hiccup again and started to make his way back out of the cave. He could hear Hiccup break into tears. He stopped walking. The sound of Hiccup crying filled his head with memories of countless nights he had spent crying over the loss of his children. The Hooded Man held back tears. He cleared his throat.

???: Hiccup. You haven't touched your food yet. You seem hun-

Hiccup: I told you already, I'm not h-

???: Hiccup! Look, at your food. Perhaps you'll find something to your liking...

Hiccup looked over at the tray of food. It was a piece of meat, possibly yak legs, on a plate on top of a single napkin. Some oddly dull, curved looking utensils. His drink looked like yak milk, but something was off. It was slightly yellow. Hiccup was confused then looked back at The Hooded Man.

???: Look closely at your food. Perhaps you'll find something to your liking...careful not to make a mess or you'll end up stuck cleaning. Oh, I see I only gave you one napkin, so use it wisely.

The Hooded Man looked over at Toothless then back at Hiccup.

???: Your dragon looks fairly young. Surely he can attack, correct? Was he born about ten minutes ago?

Hiccup's Thoughts: [Why is he emphasizing some of his words? It's almost as if he's trying t-Wait a minute...]

Hiccup stood silent and listened carefully to the words The Hooded Man was emphasizing.

???: I'll be back soon. Be sure to leave an empty plate. After all, a full prisoner tends to enjoy his cell better.

Hiccup: I-Is that so?

???: Yes...

Hiccup thought about the words The Hooded Man was emphasizing. He gave him a message in disguise. Hiccup whispered to himself.

Hiccup: Look closely...find something...careful...you'll end up stuck...use it...dragon attack...ten minutes...leave...empty cell...

Hiccup looked back up at The Hooded Man as he nodded. He cleared his throat.

???: Don't eat the meat. Ryker has been eating some questionable meat. I can guarantee you that it's not yak. I also seem to be having a mysterious amount of men going missing...

As The Hooded Man walked away he "unknowingly and accidentally" dropped a metallic sphere near the front entrance of Hiccup's cell. It had several holes that looked liked they would open up. Hiccup could only look at The Hooded Man as he walked away. He whispered to himself.

???: If you really are as clever as I remember you, you'll know what to do. Odin help this boy's mind.

Meanwhile the scent and sound of meat cooking over a flame woke up a beaten and unconscious Astrid. Her vision was blurry. She rubbed her eyes and saw the back of Ryker. He threw a bone onto a pile of large,unusually looking bones. He pulled the unusual looking meat off the fire and didn't hesitate to start devouring it. Astrid rubbed her eyes to focus her vision. She got up on her feet and weakly made her way to the front of the cell. As she took another step forward, she felt something break underneath her foot. She caught herself from falling and looked down. It looked like it was a skull. A human skull...Not wanting to catch Ryker's attention she whispered to herself.

Astrid: I don't remember seeing a human skull in here.

Astrid looked at Ryker again and realized that the three dead Dragon Hunters were gone. Astrid looked over where she last saw the Dragon Hunters. No bodies...only their clothes and viking helmets...Astrid's eyes widened in disgust and horror. She moved closer to the front of the cage to see a sight that would forever haunt her memories...Ryker was eating the Dragon Hunters.

Astrid: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!

Ryker quickly turned around with a devious and sinister smile on his face as he had a huge chunk of half bloody flesh in his mouth and the arm of a once human body.

Ryker: Up so soon?! Care for some meat? It's delicious...tastes just like a bunch of chicken who couldn't take on a dumb, blonde little girl.

Astrid: YOU'RE A MONSTER!!!

Ryker: No...I'm insane...and I'm in the mood for some sex...

He threw the bitten human arm into the flames and approached Astrid's cell. Astrid started to back away, but not before she picked up one of the Dragon Hunter's helmet left in her cell. Unknown to Ryker, Astrid's yell caught his attention and he was making his way to her cell as fast as humanly possible.

Astrid: GET AWAY!!! GET AWAY FROM ME YOU SICK, CANNIBALISTIC, ONE EYED FREAK!!!!!!!

Ryker devilishly cackled as he broke down the door to Astrid's cell with a single pull from his non amputated arm. Astrid backed herself against the cell wall. Deep down she knew she had no chance to win against Ryker, even if half his body was just wooden limbs. Astrid scowled and closed her eyes. She refused to go down without a fight. Astrid took a step forward and swung the helmet at Ryker's face and struck his ear. He didn't even move. Astrid was shocked. Ryker grabbed her arm and pulled her closer to him as he ripped off the cloak that The Hooded Man had given to Astrid. Astrid gasped and tried to pull her arm away from Rykers tight grip.

Astrid: NOOO!!!! NOOOOOOOO!!!!!! STOP IT!!!! STOP IT!!!!! STOP IT!!!!!!! LET ME GO!!!! LET ME GO!!!! LET MR GOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!

Astrid punched, kicked, and bit Ryker as hard as she could. He didn't even blink. He smiled wickedly at a struggling Astrid.

Ryker: You're feisty...That's how I like all the women I rape...they always taste better afterwards too...

Knowing that there was little she could do Astrid did the only thing she could. She took in a large breath of air and began to yell as loud as she could.

Astrid: HEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLP!!!!! SOMEONE HEEEEEELLL-

With one swift and powerful punch to her face, Astrid had gone unconscious again. Her naked and bruised body would've fallen to the floor if Ryker wasn't holding her up.

Ryker: Heh-heh-heh...Stupid girl. She'll do less screaming after I'm done with her...

Meanwhile, on the other side of the island Hiccup heard the echoes of Astrid's cries for help.

Hiccup: ASTRID!!!! NOOOO!!!!!

Hiccup tried to bend, punch, and bust the bars open. He used up most of his strength the first two times bending the bars. He grunted and growled as he continued to struggle.

Hiccup: HA-GRRRR-AAAAARRGH!!!!

Hiccup punched the bars one last time, before jerking his hand back in pain. He rubbed his now bruised fist and began to rub it. Hiccup looked down at the tray of food again. He thought of what The Hooded Man had told him. He quickly made his way to the tray and inspected it. The utensils were dull and curved. Some of them looked as is they could fit together like a puzzle and form some tool. He looked at the piece of meat. It was meat, but nothing like any cooked yak meat he's ever seen. Seeing no point in eating it, and remembering what The Hooded Man told him, Hiccup threw away the mystery meat with the plate. The napkin flung forward as Hiccup caught it in mid air. The napkin had some writing on it. Hiccup began to read.

Hiccup: "Use the milk to stick the utensils together and form your new prosthetic metal leg. Next plan your escape using the verbal instructions I gave you. Meet me inside the Center Island Pit. At high noon the cavalry will arrive. Avoid being seen. Move quickly and carefully. If all goes well, we'll all be free on 2 more days. Best of luck." - The Former Berserker.

Hiccup looked back at the tray and knew what he needed to do. Meanwhile Ryker turned Astrid's unconscious body around and inspected the girl. Astrid's untreated wounds had gotten worse. Her body was full of bruises, scratches, open cuts, and possibly some broken bones. Ryker didn't care. He felt her body with his good hand. He touched her breasts then made his way to her flat stomach. He pressed her back firmly up against his chest. He forced her bare ass to rub up and down his covered erection. His hand slithered down to Astrid's womanhood. Before he could even attempt to stick his fingers inside of her he was struck by an arrow behind his back. He let go of Astrid and grunted in pain. He arched his back, quickly pulled out the bloody arrow, and turned around angrily to see The Hooded Man with a bow.

???: YOU INSOLENT, PATHETIC, COWARDLY, LUNATIC!!!!! I HAVE HAD ENOUGH OF YOU!!!!! TIME TO DIE RYKER!!!!!

Ryker charged at The Hooded Man. He dropped his bow and reached behind him to swing a sword at Ryker's wooden leg. Caught off balance, Ryker tripped and fell forward, but not before he was flipped over by The Hooded Man and thrown out of Astrid's cell. The Hooded Man ran inside the cell, picked up Astrid over his left shoulder, and began to run off with Astrid. Ryker quickly crawled to the bow that The Hooded Man dropped and cocked the arrow that he pulled from his back and shot The Hooded Man's leg. As the arrow completely went through The Hooded Man's left calf he dropped Astrid and fell down to one knee. He turned around and saw Ryker limping towards him fast. Still injured The Hooded Man stood up, sword still in hand, and swung the sword at Ryker's good arm, only to have it fall off onto the ground. Ryker screamed in pain, but was silenced with a bunch of quick one-handed pressure point jabs. He fell to his knees and dropped to the floor. The Hooded Man grabbed Ryker by the chin and lifted the upper half of Ryker's amputated half beaten to death and almost unconscious body off the ground. He dropped his sword and back-hand slapped Ryker with his ringed hand. Ryker gasped for air as he woke up unable to open his eyes.

???: WAKE UP RYKER! I WANT YOU TO FINALLY GET A LONG, GOOD LOOK AT THE MAN WHO'S ABOUT TO END YOUR LIFE. THIS IS IT GRIMBORN...YOU FINALLY GOT YOUR WISH!!! YOU FINALLY GET TO SEE WHO I AM BEFORE REUNITING WITH YOUR BROTHER!!!!! YOU WANNA KNOW WHO I AM?!?!?!

The Hooded Man ripped off his hooded cloak and threw it onto Astrid's still unconscious and exposed body. Ryker began to flutter his good eye open. His vision came to a clear as his pupil contracted. He was in complete disbelief, his skin turning a pale white as if he had seen a ghost. His mouth dropped open as he started to shake in fear and anger.

Astrid: Nngh-Uuughhh...

Astrid looked up from the floor finally waking up from getting attacked and sexually violated by Ryker. The sun hid behind the head of a familiar looking man holding Ryker's head from under his chin. Just like Ryker, Astrid was in complete shock to see The Hooded Man's secret identity finally revealed. She gasped in awe and disbelief.

Astrid: T-TH-THAT'S IMPOSSIBLE...Y-YOUR SUPPOSED TO BE DEAD!!!!

Ryker: Y-YOU...YOU'RE...

???: Oswald The Agreeable!

To Be Continued...

(Don't act too shocked, half of y'all knew it was Oswald. Now before you go on to tell me that canonically Oswald is dead, save it. I'm very well aware of Oswald The Agreeable's status on the show. One thing that's bothered me is that people like to compare my stories to the HTTYD shows and tell me how they can't be possible or that they don't like a certain detail of my story because of the show canons. Hopefully this is the only time I ever have to say this...Guys...I've seen the shows. All three of them. Riders of Berk, Defenders of Berk, and Race To The Edge...please keep in mind that this is MY story. This is how I want to write it, and as a writer I expect to at least be respected rather than being bombarded with comments saying "Oswald is dead in the show. This can't happen." OK? Rant over. What did you guys like best about this chapter? What do you guys think could be better? What was something that caught you off guard? I do not support any form of violence depicted in this story. As always, if you really enjoyed this chapter please feel free to vote, comment, and follow. You'd be surprised how much it means to a writer when people compliment/helpfully criticize their work. Seeing the variety of comments just makes my day and makes me feel like I really captured the characteristics of each character. Thank you all so much for your love and support. I'll be back with another chapter real soon.)

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