RIDER DOWN PART-2

This is the part two of the previous chapter .. This would mostly be from toothless's POV. 

Enjoy;)

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Toothless was in a daze when he finally woke up; his vision was blurred all around him, everything was hazy, and his body hurt everywhere, especially in the stomach where he was hit with both a flying rock and a falling boy. The second he opened his eyes a sharp stinging sensation in his head caused him to wince and roar in pain – he was about ready to slip into unconsciousness. The Night Fury slowly opened his eyes again to take in their location; they had landed in another area of the woods on the opposite side of the island, far away from their camp site. Several trees were bent and broken from his fall, and a small dent had formed under his body from the impact; if not for the throbbing pain all over his body, he would have chucked at the irony of being in a similar situation as weeks before.

Toothless' memory of the last few moments came back in a flash and his head flew up to check on his rider, lying just across from him. Hiccup was out cold; he had a horribly nasty gash on his forehead that looked deep and was bleeding heavily like a waterfall. He was breathing strangely and raggedly, a big breath followed by two little breaths, then a gasp and a big breath again. His coat and shirt were torn up from falling through the tree branches, and he had a large stain on the front of his shirt that looked suspiciously like more blood.

The sight caused Toothless to fill with intense worry; his beloved Hiccup was injured, possibly worse, all because he let his guard down during the flight and failed to protect him. He dragged himself across the ground until his head hovered over Hiccup and began to lick the wound on his rider's forehead to help stop the bleeding. Night Fury saliva had healing properties, and hopefully his would help cause the wound to seal up. Alvis, on the other hand, was pretty much alright for the most part. Hiccup had shielded him from the brunt of the fall, and the baby got away with only a bruise on his cheek.

At least one of you is okay,' Toothless growled.

But it didn't help that he was crying abnormally loudly, probably scared out of his wits from both the fall and for his new daddy's well-being, and Toothless had no idea what to do about it. He never had a hatchling before, heck, he'd never even had a mate, so he didn't know the first thing about being a parent. He was completely lost, shown from the panicked wince on his face as he looked around, obviously hoping someone else would come and quiet the child since Hiccup was in no condition to. When it was clear that he was on his own, he did the first thing he could think of and tried licking the baby's cheek and flashing his gummy smile, but nothing he tried worked – in fact, the baby didn't even seem to notice, he was crying so hard.

After a few minutes, however, Toothless ear flaps perked up as he heard something in the distance. The sound of numerous footsteps rushing closer, and they sounded threatening. Toothless quickly rolled over into his side in response and covered Hiccup and Alvis with his wings, but Alvis was still crying, wailing uncontrollably. If the baby kept crying, they'd find them. What if they tried to take him and Hiccup away? Toothless couldn't think like that – he had sworn to protect Hiccup at the cost of his life, and he would do it, him and his child.

'Hey, baby,' Toothless growled softly, looking at Alvis with a firm but gentle look in his large eyes. The baby saw the dragon's face out of the corner of his eye, and slowly but surely, he calmed. 'You need to be quiet. Be a good boy and stay quiet so you don't get found. Do it for Daddy.'

At first, Alvis just stared at the dragon, confused, but then he bobbed his head in what looked like a nod to show he understood. He still had tears streaking down his cheeks, worried for Hiccup who by now he had imprinted on as his father, but at the very least he wasn't crying anymore.

'Hiccup was right,' Toothless said to himself. 'This hatchling is meant for great things if he can guess what I'm trying to say at such a young age.' More noise snapped Toothless out of his thoughts; the footsteps were as loud as ever and banging on his eardrums and rattling his skull, a sensation doubled over thanks to the headache he was still suffering from. Ignoring the pain, Toothless did his best to cover up his human brother and his offspring; they were going to take them over his dead body.

Toothless took a peek outside his wings to see that he was surrounded: angry Vikings, at least thirty of them, were in every direction facing him, all huge and armed to the teeth with swords, axes, hammers, you name it, they had it.

One Viking stepped forward; Toothless figured that he was the leader of the pack. He was at least six-in-a-half feet tall, with a black beard tied into a single large braid near the end, and matching hair tied similarly underneath. He wore a traditional horned Viking helmet, and a beige brown tunic with metal shoulder plates; a wolf skin was tied to his waist over a studded belt, and in his hand was a huge, double-bladed axe that unnerved Toothless, even if he didn't show it. The chief was glaring slightly wide-eyed in shock at him, though not as evident as the other Vikings around him, whose eyeballs looked like they were about ready to pop out.

"Never seen anything like it," he mused as he examined Toothless with his eyes from head to tail; aside from Hiccup and Alvis, these men were the only ones to ever see a Night Fury up close, the black scales camouflaging it with the night sky Toothless would always fly through. The leader then took notice the leather straps on top of him. "Is that a saddle?"

"It's the Night Fury, sir!" Someone called from behind Toothless in fear. "Harold, kill it before it gets away!"

"Do it!" Someone else yelled. "This is the kill tribes 'll go to war for! Take its head so we can hang it on the wall!"

Toothless tightened his wing around his humans – he knew there was a good chance he wouldn't survive as a Night Fury head was the ultimate prize for a Viking looking for glory. He didn't care, though; his rider and the baby he took as his own took priority over all else. 'What am I going to do?' Toothless thought in desperation. 'I'm only one dragon. I can't fight them all and protect my boy and his hatchling at the same time.'

Most of the Vikings were yelling at the chief at this point, whose name was revealed to be Harold judging from what the others were calling him, to do Toothless in and asking why he was hesitating. Forget about the saddle, a dragon is a dragon, and they kill dragons – it was the natural order! Harold stepped forward, the first step immediately silencing the impatient Vikings, and raised his axe over Toothless' head once he got close.

The Vikings started emitting encouraging cheers. "That's it, go on, Harold!" They said. "Chop that monster's head clean off!" Toothless detracted his teeth at this and growled viciously, the pain from earlier now completely forgotten. 'Chop my head off?' Toothless mused, wrapping his legs around Hiccup and Alvis underneath in a protective embrace. 'If they so much as touch my boy and hatchling, I'll have their heads off and crushed in my jaws!'

One of the Vikings was stupid enough to try and grab him by one of his ear flaps, since their leader was smart enough to back off and lower his axe, but Toothless fought back and nearly bit the Vikings' hand off. Unfortunately, the sudden movement caused one of his wings to shift, revealing a bit of Hiccup's head. Even more unfortunate, Harold's sharp eye had caught this.

"What are you hiding?" Harold asked cautiously as he tilted his head and squinted his eyes to get a better view.

'None of your business!' Toothless expressed in a vehement roar, but the Harold character didn't listen this time. He began to walk closer, moving slowly towards Toothless's closed up wings.

'Get AWAY!' Toothless screeched and whipped his tail at harold's feet at lightning speed, tripping him and making him fall to the ground. But before Toothless could pull it back, Harold sat up and grabbed the tail at the point just below his tailfins. He examined prosthetic tailfin , which now had three large holes in the fabric from the fall, confusion of an equally high level clearly etched across his face and everyone else'.

"What on Earth-?" One of the other Vikings wondered out loud as he and two others surrounded their leader. "Is this dragon some kind of pet?!" said another Viking, one with unkempt blond hair, short beard, ropes around his forearms and a sword, spitting out the last word in pure disgust.

That drove Toothless over the edge, his eyes turned into slits as sharp as a knife with read at the sides; he cared for Hiccup deeply, the boy was the world to him, and he was no longer able to fly without him, but that didn't mean he didn't still have his pride. He wings burst open as he released Hiccup and Alvis, and screeched and charged at the blond Viking, pinning him down to the ground and tearing open cuts in his enormous arms with his claws.

'Now you listen here you dimwitted meat sack! I may let a human ride me,' Toothless growled once more. 'And I may let him TREAT me like a pet. But I am NOBODY'S pet!'

The blond Viking looked up in sheer terror that quickly turned to rage as he managed to get one of his arms free: the one with the sword, and slashed at Toothless, but Toothless bounded back, dodging the attack easily. He then made a sharp whistling sound that all the Vikings knew too well as they quickly stepped back in fear as he charged a plasma blast to blow that human into the next century. This plan was quickly halted when he saw Harold approaching his rider and hatchling out of the corner of his eye.

'Back OFF!' Toothless jumped in between Harold and his human, roaring in warning to the apparently no-so-smart chief.

Harold did not move away from the dragon and humans, but he didn't advance either. His face was completely unreadable – even Toothless with his higher intelligence couldn't tell what his next move would be.

'They are MY humans! Get your own!'

Harold studied Toothless over for the longest time, constantly moving his gaze from the dragon to the boy and baby; Toothless suddenly got the feeling that he really wasn't as dumb as the others. He was very much like Hiccup in that regard – Hiccup was weak in body, but in mind, he his strength was unparalleled. Toothless supposed intelligence was a natural trait to have in a leader like Harold, but he was still, in a lot of ways, a stupid Viking, and Toothless didn't like him one bit. 'Don't you have a village to be chiefting or something?!' Toothless spat.

"Now, now, dragon," Harold coaxed in a tone of voice suggesting he hardly believed what he was saying, sheathing his axe in his belt to the shock of the Vikings and holding his hands out in a submissive fashion. "Your... friends... are hurt. Especially that one." He pointed to Hiccup, who was still bleeding. "Do you want him to die?"

'NO!' Toothless hissed. 'But I don't want your grubby hands on him either!'

Then there was a moaning sound; Toothless looked down so quickly he nearly snapped a bone in his neck. It was Hiccup, stirring in his comatose slumber, and he sounded like he was in a lot of pain, not that Toothless could blame him. Hiccup needed help that the dragon was unable to give, but he didn't trust these humans as far as he could blast fire at them.

Toothless tried nuzzling his boy with his snout in order to get him to stir and escape with him, but Hiccup remained knocked out, to Toothless' dismay. The dragon was let with a difficult choice: Protect his boy and hatchling, who would most likely die if he didn't let the humans help, or let the humans help even though they might just kill them all in the end anyway. Both options sounded pretty bad, Toothless thought, torn between love and distrust, but while Toothless was deciding, Harold decided on his own that he would help. He was already walking around Toothless, kneeling down next to Hiccup; Toothless was jerked out of his thoughts by the Viking now in front of him.

'You don't even know him,' Toothless growled. 'Why are you being so compassionate? He's not one of you...'

Harold ignored the dragon's growls as he brushed Hiccup's hair and was immediately drawn to the injury on the unconscious teenager's forehead. He turned back to his troops. "We need to get this kid to the Healer," Harold declared. The Vikings turned to each other – they could see the boy needed help, as well as the terrified baby clearly in need of nourishment. But there was an obvious matter that needed addressing.

"What about the Night Fury?" One of the Vikings asked, pointing said issue out. Harold's eyes narrowed knowing his men wouldn't like the answer. "We take the dragon with us, alive."

The Vikings shouted in protest. "Are you crazy!? We are NOT going to parade a dragon around the village!" The blond Viking who Toothless had previously pinned shouted.

"Well, the damned thing's not gonna just LEAVE this boy alone with us either!" Harold yelled. "It's pretty clear it's gonna follow us no matter what we try to do. Do you wanna try and mess with a Night Fury yourself!?" Harold's prediction was proven true ten seconds later, as Toothless quickly got up, his body already healed from his injuries, and did indeed follow them as they carried Hiccup to the village, Alvis in his limp arms, looking at the strange men.

'I don't understand humans,' Toothless grumbled to himself as the group walked along the path through the forest.

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So next part you finally see the OC characters . Some are good , some are bad. Lets see what Hiccup would do with them ^U^.. Also before I show the OC which Hiccup will be with , I want to say I Love Hiccstrid ok.. I just wanted to see how it would be if Hiccup actually runaway and falls in love with an OC which is not Astrid. And plz don't hate me bcz of it TOT..