A.N. So this takes place after Hiccup meets toothless but before he loses his leg and I'm gonna tweak some of the bits of the story where I need to, so that they fit with the rest of the story and before people get all ragey about some of the facts of the story I need to stress that this is a FANFICTION so it wont be completely like the movie or the TV series but there will be some similarities like the villains and characters but the story line will be different.

The metal of the cage surrounding the arena splintered with the force of Toothless' blast making my ears ring, I covered my face in an attempt to protect it from the debris. Coughing, my eyes widened when I saw Toothless grappling the monstrous nightmare away from me before grabbing me by the collar of my vest and jumped out of the arena carrying me off at high speed. I struggled to maneuver around him and seat myself on the saddle so we could get in the air.

Once airborne I looked down on the mountain range of the Isle of Berk and sighed.

"I guess we won't be returning there, will we bud?" I said gently stroking his neck, he flicked his ear at me and gave me a sympathetic look.

I sat there and wondered what I would do next, I could go back and say I escaped the dragon, but no one would believe that, they would say I was a liar and I would be ridiculed even more than I already was. I groaned and lay back grabbing at my hair frustrated with the lack of options. I sat up and looked around me seeing nothing but ocean for miles in all directions. This was going to be a long trip and I had no supplies, no food, no water, no clothes, and no blankets.

What felt like hours later a small remote island came into view and I landed hopping off of Toothless and moaning in pain as my muscles protested the movement, I sighed as I took in my surroundings. The island was densely populated with trees and vegetation with no signs of life other than the indigenous animals. Slowly I walked around placing rocks in a medium circle before organizing logs of wood with twigs and dried grass and leaves before having Toothless light it and curled into his side in an attempt to keep warm for the night.

I was jerked awake by two strong arms yanking me to my feet and throwing me roughly to the ground again in front of a very large very intimidating man and a known traitor to the hooligan tribe, Alvin the Treacherous.

"Well look who we have here, Stoik the Vasts pathetic excuse for a son." He said his thundering laugh reverberating through my skull, I looked up at his gleeful face and glared.

"I bet Stoik would pay quit a bit to get you back." He leered

"Doubt it." I scoffed at him. "He probably thinks I'm dead."

He growled and kicked me in my stomach making me cough and wheeze out a pained breath, I curled in on myself trying to protect my injured stomach. I was pulled up by my hair and got a face full of a sneering Alvin. His breath was enough to make me want to gag and had me glad I hadn't eaten in long time. I glared back defiantly not backing down from him not caring if he was one of the most dangerous men I would ever come into contact with.

"You got guts kid, standing up to me like that and still resisting in your position, your either braver than I thought or your stupid." He said pulling harder on my hair.

"I just have nothing left to loose, you can't do anything to make me feel lower and worse than I already do and killing me would be a welcome relief." I laughed making his eyes flash with anger before he smirked.

"I guess I could keep you as a pet, and send your body to your father when I'm through with you." He said in a menacing voice before dropping me to the ground. "Take him away."

I was hoisted into the air and noticed Toothless tied win dragon proof chains and muzzled. I was tied and thrown into the lower decks of his ship and encased in darkness.

The consistent rocking of the boat and the uneasy churning in the water made for a miserable trip to Outcast Island, my hands were bound making any chance of steadying myself impossible, I could hear Toothless whining in the cell next to mine and struggling vehemently against his bonds with no success. A particularly strong wave sent me hurdling into one of the support beams in the cell and winding me for a few moments, I barley had time to right myself before another jolt sent me flying to the floor and sliding to the cell door harshly. I found myself with a face full of water, meaning we were heading through a storm which explained the rough rocking of the boat. I heard people on deck yelling orders to try and navigate through the storm with minimal damage. Slowly I crawled to the corner of my cell and tried to ground myself there as securely as I could to try and tough out the rough beating of the waves.

I awoke the next morning in the same position in the corner of my cell and found myself wondering when I fell asleep and how I was able to sleep through the storm. I tried to stretch and found my muscles completely stiff and achy. The following day was less eventful though I would have preferred starving to the food they tried to serve, if you could call it food. The trip was far longer by boat than it was by dragon, what would have taken half a day by air took almost a week by water. The whole time the only time I saw someone was when they brought me the small and almost unidentifiable meals that tasted like they would be better if they had been burnt.

"Well now how's my favorite hostage?" Alvin asked when he came down to retrieve me when we arrived to the island.

"I thought I was a prisoner, as hostage means you intend to keep me for a ransom of some sort, but that would only work if people knew I was alive and with you, however you have no proof that you actually have me and for all we know the Hooligan tribe thinks I'm dead." I said coolly following him out without a fuss.

"You're being remarkably cooperative with us whelp, I thought you would have fought back at least a little bit by now, why aren't you fighting back?" Alvin asked suspiciously.

"I have no where to go, I ran away from Berk and it's pitiful excuse for a Viking tribe and would rather cooperate with you than experience unnecessary pain when it would serve me better to listen to you." I said nonchalantly shrugging my shoulders.

Alvin looked at me for a moment as if trying to decide something before he reached behind me and cut the ropes binding my hands behind my back. I looked at him in confusion while rubbing my wrists to allow the blood to flow making my hands tingle.

"I'll make you a deal boy, you prove your loyalty to the Outcasts and I'll give you a spot in the tribe, until then we keep your dragon. Think of it as collateral, you prove your loyalty and you can have him back, until then we keep him, you'll be allowed to see him once a week and only after your training is complete." He said looking me up and down as if assessing my worth.

"Why would you do that?" I asked curiously.

"If what you say is true and the Hooligan tribe thinks you're dead than we can use that, they wont come to look for you which means they wont come to us, and with you on our side we have a dragon tamer and a Nightfury as well, and I can only imagine the look on Stoiks face when he sees his own son with his sworn enemy, you say you have no where to go, well neither does any one else you see here that's why we are called the outcasts. Now get to bed your training begins at dawn." He said pulling into a room in the outcasts encampment.

I lay awake for a few more hours as thoughts assaulted me at high speed. Did I want to join the Outcasts? And if so would I want to follow Alvin against my father? Thinking about it, it made more sense to accept Alvin's offer, up till I found Toothless and did well in dragon training my father barely spared me a glance and the village would have rathered I never existed at all so I guess it was good I was no longer with them, the kids my age were conceited and took every chance to bring me down, and my uncle Spitelout and cousin Snotlout were always trying to take the chiefdom from my father and saying I wasn't fit to be next in line to rule Berk. They would always have me some place where I was "out of the way" so that they could forget I existed instead of trying to help me. I knew if I took the offer I would become enemies with the very people I grew up with but for some reason I saw nothing wrong with that. Alvin was offering me a place in a tribe of people just like me with no where to go and was even offering to train me, something my father never tried to do. And they embraced and accepted that I trained a dragon.

However, I refuse to be an underling doing someone else's dirty work even if it was Alvin, I would let him train me, then I would challenge him as chief and take over the outcasts, I was done taking orders from other people.

The weeks that followed were filled with rigorous and brutal training, if I had one, it hurt. The Outcasts were merciless in the training ring, I had cuts and bruises covering my body, my muscles ached in places I had no idea I had. Gingerly I walked into the holding cell they were keeping Toothless in and sat down with a groan.

Toothless made a small whimper and nosed my face making me giggle.

"I'm okay bud just a little sore. Training is hard with these guys, it's either go all out or go home." I said giving a hallow chuckle and leaning against Toothless.

He nudged me again rumbling deep in his throat and setting his head on my lap. He looked up at me with questioning eyes and licked my hand.

"I know bud, I hate being separated from you to but it's only for a little while, soon I'll be able to see you whenever I just need to complete my training." I said scratching his ear.

Days turned into weeks, weeks turned into months, and months turned into years, two years to be exact. Two years of brutal and merciless training and studying. The plus to all this was I was trained by Alvin himself, he taught me all his tricks and skills, battle strategies and sailing techniques. I had grown over the years; I was still thin but I was toned with muscles well hidden under my clothes giving me the advantage of deceiving my enemies into thinking I'm smaller than I am. I was taller measuring at 5;10, my hair was shorter but unrulier with a few braids thrown in randomly, I had quite a few scars across my body from training with the other members of the tribe as well as by myself, I had a new armor that I crafted for myself, made of black dragon scales gathered from when Toothless was shedding, it fit tight on my body but was comfortable and easy to move and fight in, I had a face mask to protect my face and eyes in training with only small slits for the eye holes and a metal cowl that stopped at the base of my skull with sharp spikes crowning the top, I had various straps crossing over the chest and back of my armor keeping it in place as well as a few hidden pockets with weapons, poisons, and smoke bombs, for a battle advantage. My boots were made of the skin of a slain dragon as well as my gloves which served to protect me from flame attacks in battle as well.

Tonight was a very important night, it was the night I was inducted into the Outcasts and was supposed to be a huge celebration after my initiation. Soon I could be with Toothless freely, and I could move forward with my plans.

I walked into the main hall and stood before Alvin The Treacherous, no fear at all. His age was beginning to catch up with him, his hair and beard were streaked in silver, he had more wrinkles around his eyes, and his breathing seemed more labored than usual lately. He looked tired and worn down from so many years fighting an enemy from afar and the stress and constant threat of impending attacks. This would easier than I thought when I first arrived.

"Hiccup my boy, welcome." He said placing his hands on my shoulders.

"Alvin." I said looking him straight in the eye.

"TONIGHT IS THE NIGHT WHEN YOUNG HICCUP HORRENDOUS HADDICK III JOINS THE OUTCASTS AND RECIEVES A NEW NAME!" Alvin yelled to the gathered tribesman. And was answered by war cries and screams of encouragement.

"Your trial hiccup is simple, you must pick an opponent to battle, the fight is to the death, you kill your opponent and you will be an honorary Outcast, however if you die you'll be feeding the fish." He said letting out a gruff chuckle.

I smirked at this. This was going to be fun.

"Well boy who will you battle?" He asked gesturing around to the gathered tribe.

I turned to him and tilted my head before I boldly stood before him with determination.

"Alvin the Treacherous, I challenge you, not only for my right to join the Outcasts but also for the position of Chief." I said eyes narrowing dangerously.