Stoick and Hiccup continued their way to the dungeons "We need a plan, dad." Speaks Hiccup as the two finally arrived.

Neither one was shocked at the site of hundreds of guards. "Do ya have somethin in mind son?" Asks Stoick as he turns to face his teenaged son.

He'd learned many times now that Hiccup's brain worked exceedingly well under stress. Slowly, the boy's face scrunches, he turns away from his father as he bites the top of his lower lip. "I have an idea, but ... It's risky."

Stoick's eyes widen at his son's answer, he had just gotten Hiccup back! There was no way the boy was leaving his side. "Don't even think about it son."

Hiccup's eyes rise to meet his fathers gaze "Dad- "

"No way in Thor am I letting you out of my sight!" Declares the worried father, knowing full well he'd interrupted another of Hiccup's attempts at persuading him.

Stubbornly the boy lowers his gaze "If I don't, they wont have anyway to escape." Hiccup's hand points to the jails. Stoick stares, knowing his son was right, but he also knew every action had a consequence.

"We have to do what's best for Berk." Declares Hiccup defiantly, his expression sayed it all. I'm doing what I have to

Stoick took a deep breath before grabbing his son into a tight hug, begging the gods it wouldn't be their last.

Hiccup wrapped his nimble arms around his father before letting his head drop. He knew what he was about to do, how reckless and irresponsible it was, but in the end. It was the villages only hope.

The embrace lasted for many minutes before Stoick slowly loosened his grip. He stared at his son, so proud of what he'd become, everything he did for the village, but mostly, for forgiving everyone for the many years of abuse. "Be safe."

Hiccup smirks "You too."

"I'm proud of you, Hiccup." Cries Stoick, tears freely running down his swollen cheeks.

"Thanks, dad" After those words, Hiccup turned and began his long run back to the academy, back to Alvin and Dagur.

Stoick only watched as his only son ran back into danger, purposely putting himself in harms way and quite possibly, deaths welcoming arms.

Stoick had no problems what so ever taking out the guards, most of the brutes were stupid enough to take out them selves. Proudly the chief walked through the prison doors, staring at his tribe trapped inside a series of small cells.

They all cheered at their chiefs appearance as Stoick unlocked their doors. "Grab as many weapons as you can!" Declared Stoick as the final cell housing the teens was freed.

"Where's Hiccup?" Asks Astrid worriedly

Stoick's head falls for a moment "He went back to distract Alvin and Dagur."

"Dagur!?" Screams the tribe as their chief nods.

"He and Alvin are working together." The teens all nod to one another before quickly running outside, they needed to help Hiccup.

Currently said viking heir was sneakily making his way back to his enemies, he knew what they would to him if they caught him, but he was the only person who could keep the two distracted long enough for his father to free the village. The boy sighs as the large dome comes into view, this is it ... Now all he had to do was let the two know he was there. "Alvin! Dagur!"

He's not surprised to see the menacing faces appear from the doorway, nor is he shocked by the lengths of rope they each held.

Hiccup puffs out his chest and walks forward, getting closer and closer to the two who would surely torture and kill him "I give up." He declares flatly "You win." The boy drops to his knees and places his arms behind his back.

Alvin and Dagur sneered at the fallen boy, his hands placed behind his back, welcoming the binding ties. The deranged berserker grabs hold of Hiccup's shoulder, forcing him from the ground and begins leading Hiccup over to the wooden stake.

Dagur keeps Hiccup's wrist locked as Alvin begins wrapping the ropes around them, tying each wrist separately to the pole before winding the ropes over the two and around. Hiccup's ankles, knees and chest soon follow.

"All tied up, wouldn't ya say Hiccup?" States Alvin as he and Dagur turn to marvel at the predicament, they'd waited so long for this, all that planning and organizing had finally paid off ... They had Hiccup.

"So what's the plan, Alvin? Ransom me off to my father? Let Dagur torture me for bit before slowly killing me?"

Dagur laughs manically, his head bobbing up and down in fits and howls "Oh you bring the funny Hiccup!" His deranged eyes glare as the comical moment stops "We have much more in mind."

Hiccup glares "What does that even mean?" He was getting tired of this game of Dragon and Viking, tired of all this running and threats to his village. "What are you up to?"

Alvin laughs and rests his hand on top of the bound boys shoulder "My beef is with your father, you're just a means to an end, boy."

"Why Alvin, have you forgot you need me? Frankly I wont ever train your dragons, but I am the one and only Dragon Conqueror."

Alvin's clutch on the boy's shoulder increases, the man leans as close to the teens face as possible "I don't need you anymore boy."

Dagur forces his crossbow into Hiccup's neck, the sharp arrow slowly digging into his skin "Did you really think you would be getting out of this one, brother?"

Hiccup doesn't answer, his small smirk answer enough for the deranged teen "Oh Hiccup, poor, naive, runty Hiccup. I'm going to kill you." Finalizes Dagur, his fingers itching to release the loaded arrow.

"Well if you're going to kill me, then why am I still alive?" The bow is forced even harder into his flesh, sticky blood now gushing from the wound.

"I'm savoring this moment, I've thought of nothing else but you and your stupid Night Fury ever since that fake dragon raid stunt you pulled!" Screams Dagur

Hiccup winces as the arrow digs even deeper, he was on the verge of passing out "I did ... What I had to"

Alvin smacks the young teens head "And now so are we, remember Dagur. We've much worse in mind for Stoick's little runt"

Dagur smirks, finally removing the offending arrow "I almost forgot, how does a bon fire feel, Hiccup?"

Hiccup's eyes widen at the proclamation, they planned to set him on fire, burn him alive "I'd really rather not, but thanks for the offer."

Dagur bellows, hands moving to reveal two oil lamps "You sure? It's going to be a real hot one"

With that Dagur smashes the two lamps to the hard stone, the deranged teen scooping up spoon fulls of oil, splashing the liquid into the wood Hiccup was bound to.

Hiccup struggles as the stake is slowly drenched in the flammable oil, he wanted to scream, to beg ... But he wouldn't give the two that satisfaction.

Instead the teen rears back his head, letting loose the loudest Night Fury call he'd ever managed "Toothless!"

Dagur and Alvin laugh, but continue pouring the oil, now even dropping splotches into Hiccup's hair.

"No ones coming, boy. No dragons, no friends and no father will be chargin to your rescue." States Alvin

"We finally have you right where we want you!" Laughs Dagur "Tied up, at my mercy and about to be burnt to a crisp."

Hiccup glares, he had to believe in his father, friends and Toothless. Adrenaline rushes as Dagur lights a small match.

"Scared, Hiccup?" Questions the deranged berserker, match being kept just out of igniting reach.

"Cut out all the revenge talks, Dagur. Let's get on with this and show Stoick his only brats charred body."

Dagur shrugs his shoulders, normally he'd argue, but Alvin was unfortunately right, time to get the show on the road. "You know, we originally planned this for Stoick, but I guess you'll just have to do, Hiccup."

Dagur's hand flicks the match directly at the line of oil "Bye, bye brother!"

This is really bad, Hiccup's about to be burned alive! Will Stoick and the others make it in time? Is it already too late? Find out next time!