Hey guys...

I know I have been off for a really long time, I haven't written anything, just had some serious things going on.

Short and a breather chapter but hey, at least it's something.

Who's all still here?

Enjoy!

Hiccup stumbled slightly. After spending almost weeks in bed, his legs felt as if they weren't even there. The numbness in his legs had slowly faded as he took each step as arms had wrapped around his slim frame.

The crisp air felt amazing as Hiccup took in a deep breath, his nose burning with pleasure causing a smile to shape his lips and lift his cheeks. Beside him was Astrid who had offered to take him outside for a bit which had excited the Dragon hero for many reasons. Not being able to speak nor see her enchanting smile for many days and caused a slight pang in Hiccup's heart. She probably suffered as he slept peacefully. Also, hearing that Viggo and Ryker had put their hands on her and stole Astrid from his valuable side, had angered him.

No one touched his Astrid, ever. If they did, oh, you did not want to mess with Hiccup.

The chief admitted that Viggo had escaped his execution which wasn't all the shocking to Hiccup after seeing him dodge all their numerous attacks, of course, he would have something in the back of his mind so that his death wouldn't be confirmed by an ax in the hands of Stoick the Vast. If anything, Viggo was believing that Hiccup would die before Viggo would allow himself too.

Yet, Hiccup couldn't help but feel more excited than scared, in fact, he was walking. The longing to even set foot off the bed was a thrill. Also with his friends by his side and Astrid with her hand tucked in his, the day slowly dying as the sun tucked behind the horizon would probably upset Hiccup more than Viggo being on the loose.

Hiccup never realized how deep in thought he was until a soft, gentle touch as caressed his cheek and the fingers followed the creases that appeared on his forehead as he thought. Hiccup smiled and faced Astrid, taking a good look at her flawless features that he hadn't seen in a painful while.

Oh, how he missed her. Those lovely ocean blue eyes that always caught the soft touch of light from the sun, those soft petaled lips that he couldn't keep his own lips from, her irresistible smile that stretched her lips and pushed her slightly pink colored cheeks. She was his and every time he took one glance at her, his stomach would receive a fluttering feeling and that glance would end up lingering for more than a minute. She was beautiful.

"Hiccup, babe." Astrid chuckled as her thumb rubbed against his bottom lip.

"Hmmm," he hummed quietly.

"You're staring." Astrid couldn't help but laugh as his face burned and his head turned away from her. She had caught him staring so many times before but yet, this one situation had felt as if he was sixteen again and watching her through the forge window (one that he almost fell out of once because he was so hooked on her passing figure).

"I'm sorry, I just missed you. I missed that laugh." Hiccup fumbled with his fingers, trying to make the little moment hopefully, less awkward.

"Well, I missed you too. Everything about you, you dork." Hiccup rolled his eyes and pressed himself happily against her before catching her lips. Her hands ran up his neck and to his crazy auburn locks while he had found her waist and pressing her even closer. Their lips moved with ravenous, taking the moment in as it felt as if their lips had never collided before. After the crazed kiss sensation, they pulled apart from each other, their lips were swollen as slight bite marks appeared on each other's bottom lips.

Clearly, they were enjoying the taste of one another.

So lost in her eyes, his ears were only met with the deep breaths that escaped from the barrier of their teeth, their hearts pumping wildly. A sudden, yet, soft chuckle pierced the quiet air, the two breaking from each other's hold to face the person who had interrupted the moment, finding Heather.

"Not to interrupt that cute moment but Hiccup, you need to head back, Gothi wants to check up on your injuries. For Astrid, Stoick is gathering the riders and we are going on a search party for Viggo."

With a sigh, Hiccup releases Astrid from his loving hold, the sudden cold air hitting against his body as he longed to press his body back against her's. Astrid couldn't help but laugh at his disappointed face before rubbing her hand down his cheek, her fingers trailing down his neck and to his chest. Hiccup knew she had taken an understanding of what he was thinking, almost like she could read his thoughts. Which, the thought of leaving her especially when he couldn't even hug her for weeks straight was painful. So, letting her go to chase after some maniac was very upsetting but he understood why.

"I'll be back, promise." Knowing what she meant, Hiccup smiled before giving her one last quick kiss and heading back to his hut where an impatient Gothi had stood, her staff waving the injured boy in as Astrid and Heather watched from where they stood.

Once Hiccup had left their view, Heather started up a new conversation.

"Okay, Stoick and the rest of the riders are waiting at the stables." Astrid nodded simply before heading to the intended location with her best friend. "So, how'd the Hiccstrid happen?" She asked with a giggle.

"Heather, seriously?!" Astrid laughed. "I don't kiss and tell." Taking in the simple message she was given, Heather's thoughts clicked as she realized what Astrid had meant.

"Oh, trust me, I'll make you tell me. Was he a good kisser? Who kissed who first?" Astrid laughed at the number of questions before playfully shoving Heather to the side, the two sharing full-hearted laughs.

Deep within the woods, Viggo had stood over a large object that laid in front of him, the water dripping down his bangs and coating his face in the clear liquid as his clothes had stuck to him as the water drowned the fabric. His eyes traced the headless body that once was his brother, his eyes showed no concern nor rage, clearly, he had not been affected by the quick death that he had put on his brother.

Ryker had always been the one who was too quick to assume something and always rushed into battle and Viggo had put coins on it that his brother's useless tactics would result in death. He, of course, didn't expect it from Stoick the Vast because they had never gone just against the large chief himself but it still had become a part of history. The oldest Grimborn was slaughtered by another. Of course, if anyone else had been accompanying Viggo on this mission they would think he had lost his mind after he swam towards the ocean floor just to recover his family member's corpse. It was shocking that he found the body but after all, he's Viggo, there was nothing he couldn't do.

He continued to stare at the body, the dried blood covering the bone and discarded body tissue that showed. His plan was crazy and didn't involve sailing home. After all, he had to stay, he had already found a place to hide and it would be pointless to leave anyway but he knew what he was doing and the risks he was taking. Hiding, for now, was the best bet and knowing the riders, they would check the ocean as well to make sure he was sailing off. He had no defense either so he couldn't sit out in the open especially since all the guards he had brought with had also been killed by the hands of Stoick.

No longer in his thoughts, Viggo began to speak to the corpse. "You fought well my brother but you also have no sense of thought, like I have told you before, you never know the outcome and I had to take your own words to use. You only slowed me down. I do have one more purpose for you even though you serve your time as a spirit in Hel." With no more words to speak, he lifted the body. Having seen many beheading, this wasn't a gruesome sight that made his lunch rise to his throat, instead, he remained calm.

With simple, yet quickly paced steps, Viggo headed to the shoreline, standing near the boat hidden in the shade of the trees that darkened the water and kept them from a birds eye's view. His face showed no emotion and his eyes held a wall, blocking the view to his soul as he faces his teammate who stood with his arms crossed upon the ship and his eyes watching the advancing Viggo.

"Johann so glad you could accommodate to stop your travels to do a favor," Viggo said simply. He wanted to laugh at how weak Johann looked, he may have acted tough but if anything, the man was an easy pushover even if Viggo had never taken the time to actually push him to his limits.

"I was in the middle of an important task I'll have you know. What did you mess up this time?" Viggo glared but held back the sour words he wanted so badly to spit back at Johann.

"Nothing, I just have a quick message for the Hunters. My team needs to prepare." Johann rolled his eyes, already growing with anger that Viggo had said "my."

"Alright, where is this message?" Viggo turned around, he had dropped the body of Ryker before even talking to the lead Hunter. Once he lifted the body to the boat, Johann's eyes widened at the sight before they once again narrowed and his small hands grabbed the body- with not much of kindness- and tossed it on his deck. "Explain."

"Your idiotic plan didn't work, the riders may have bought that Ryker and I had split but things caught up quickly. I managed to wound the boy but his girlfriend had followed then we were caught. As you can see, I managed to escape but my brother, on the other hand, had lost his head."

"My idiotic plan?!" Johann gritted his teeth. "The only reason why it didn't work is that you weren't careful! First of all, he wouldn't be alive if you stabbed him, I don't know... IN THE HEAD!" Johann pressed his fingers to his forehead and took in a deep breath. "Get on the ship, we'll head back to our base."

"Actually Johann, this time, I follow my own mind I can get easy inside scoops on the riders defense and all their plans. Besides, they'll see me on that ship because I know that there are scouts out there, searching as we speak. They don't know you are working with us and they'll let you pass. I know all the hiding areas that the riders don't."

"What if they catch your scent, you don't think-" Johann's complaining was cut short as a small lump of dragon dung was held to his face.

"I have it covered. I may not like the feeling of dead fish guts and the waste of a dragon covering me from head to toe but unlike you, I am willing to take that risk." Knowing it was a no winning argument, Johann sighed before grabbing the arm of the pale corpse and looked back at Viggo.

"Whatever, do as you please. However, I won't be responsible for your death. You made your deathbed, now its time for you to lay in it." With no more, Johann drug the body to the other end of the ship and shoved it into the corner before throwing a large cloth over it and stacked some of his goodies no one laid eyes on around the body making it look as if everything was normal.

"Good," Viggo dug into his small pocket and pulled out a parchment. "Take this to the head captain of the guards." Johann snatched the golden slice of paper from his hands and quickly scanned the words before stuffing it into the hiding of his clothes. The two remained silent as Johann pulled away and out into the waters, making sure he was in the act just in case he came across the patrols.

It wasn't long until Johann had spotted a blue figure skimming the waters, a blonde riding on top as she looked over the island. He cleared his throat and his voice changed, no longer the mo tone but now a squeaky, weak voice.

"Ah, Maiden Astrid! What a pleasure to see you on these beautiful shores!" The said girl searched in the direction that the voice came before realizing who had called her. She waved at the sight of the trader who waves back almost too happy.

"Hey, Trader Johann, what brings you here?" To communicate a little easier, she landed on the deck of his ship.

"I have a very remarkable sword for dear Master Hiccup. In fact, I battle the tribes of the SkullHeads to find such a beauty. Do you know where I can find Master Hiccup?"

"He's resting..." Her voice trailed off, not wanting to say anything more.

"You seem tense, is he doing well?" Johann knew the answer to the question, he wasn't stupid but a little more insight that Viggo hadn't put in the letter sent to him, would help.

"Viggo hurt him. He's doing well, he got to walk this morning after laying in bed for weeks."

"I'm sorry to hear the pain you and your riders are going through but I know you can easily take down Viggo and those scums." Scums indeed. Astrid laughed before looked back at the island that they were no more than a few feet away from.

"I can take that sword to him if you'd like." Johann nodded happily before pulling out a random sword in his pile (trying to find a decent one) and handed one of his best swords to Astrid. Viggo better is pleased, he had taken a risk because of Viggo's completely useless idea.

"Give Master Hiccup my best wishes!" He called as Astrid flew from the ship and over the island. Once out of sight, his face dropped quicker than a Gronkle running to a pile of rocks. "I hope he dies on that bed." With a frown he continued to sail, his eyes averting to the area containing the body.

The time was now.

Remember this book is almost over and the second one will be out!

I'm trying a different technique with writing for the next one as well.

Wonderland Out!