A/N: This is the sequel to "How to Tame a Winter Storm"! WHOOO! I'm really excited to write this! Thanks to everyone who added me on Author Alert and to everyone who's excited to read this!

Staring up at the darkening sky, Hiccup shouted out and began to whither in the snow. Fishlegs and Anella immediately held him down at both sides and he stopped a minute later. His breath was coming out short and ragged like someone was trying was choke him and he was struggling to keep his breathing right.

Not only was his breathing awful, but so was the color of his skin. He was really pale—almost white as the snow on the ground. It wasn't healthy. You would turn that color if you were on your deathbed.

This was what everyone hoped Hiccup was not.

Frozenwing the Ice Zephyr fluttered over Hiccup's head with his strong wings beating quickly. He shook his head sadly as his eyes ran up and down the poor viking's body.

After, he flew over to Toothless and whispered something into the Night Fury's ear. The Night Fury sighed and nodded slowly.

Toothless' heart was going to break in half that day. It was going to crack and the only medicine for it would be Hiccup being okay.

When Toothless looked over at Hiccup, his eyes filled up with tears and even darkened in color. But no sound came out of him. Not even a quiet whimper.

"Frozenwing? What do we do?" Anella called out to the little dragon; who was telling something to the other dragons.

"I want all the dragons to keep Hiccup and the rest of the vikings warm till morning. In the morning we head over to Flame and Flurry Island, where Blaze will heal Hiccup," Frozenwing told her, "Well most of him. And he'll treat the other vikings too." Frozenwing's thin eyes skittered over to Astrid and Snotlout.

Astrid was asleep on Goldsmoke's back. She kept shifting in her sleep and from time to time, her eyes would snap open for a moment. It was as if she was waiting for something to happen, but it never did. As soon as she'd skim the area over, her eyes would snap shut again.

Snotlout was curled up under Fireworm's good wing. The wing provided good warmth, but he still shivered from time to time.

Unlike Astrid, he didn't wake up once yet. All this time he slept with his hand over his head injury and his other one curled up into his stomach.

The twins were huddled next to their Zippleback, wide awake. They seemed frightened by Hiccup's strange actions and couldn't seem to fall asleep. Ruffnut gripped her brother's arm tightly. Tuffnut didn't seem to mind at all.

"W-what exactly is w-wrong with H-Hiccup?" Tuffnut asked Anella; who asked Frozenwing.

The little ice dragon finally landed on the snow next to Fishlegs and looked up at Anella with his sapphire blue eyes. He didn't blink once as he stared at her. When he breathed out, his breath came out in small nervous puffs.

It looked as if he was about to say something, but something was keeping him from doing so. The thing was that Anella knew that Frozenwing probably knew what was wrong with Hiccup.

She had a feeling that it wasn't a normal sickness you'd get in the wintertime. This was one of those sicknesses that Blaze read about in those big dusty books. Ones that made you scratch your head at the name.

Just when she thought Frozenwing wasn't going to say anything, he opened his mouth.

"He has..." The little dragon hung his head. He either didn't want to say it because it could freak them out or it was something else.

Anella translated for Fishlegs, Tuffnut and Ruffnut; who didn't understand Dragonese.

"We need to know!" Ruffnut gasped from where she sat next to her brother.

Anella asked Frozenwing if he could please tell them.

"I won't tell you now. But what I will say is this: he has something dangerous inside him. He needs medical treatment badly." Frozenwing told her and looked away so that he didn't have to answer any more questions.

Anella gulped and turned to the others. As she told them, Fishlegs looked down at Hiccup with sorrowful eyes. There was nothing anyone could really say about his expression except that he cared.

When they were little and no played with Hiccup, because he was so small, Fishlegs always came up to him. They acted like brothers to each other. Both knew what the other liked doing in his past time. Both knew each other's likes and dislikes. The only time that they drifted away from each other was when Hiccup helped Gobber around at the blacksmith's hut.

What Fishlegs remembered well was how long ago when Snotlout teased him and called him horrible names, little seven year old Hiccup would march out of the blacksmith's hut with a hammer half his height and weight dragging out behind him.

"Don't say that to him!" Hiccup would cry out in a slightly high-pitch voice and grip the hammer tightly.

"BAHAHAHA! Oh I am so scared now! Little itty-bitty Hiccup is going to hurt me now!" Snotlout would roar out in laughter and Tuffnut would end up cracking up with laughter beside him.

At that moment, Hiccup would stomp closer to Snotlout and drop the handle of the hammer right on the tall boy's foot.

The handle of the hammer was made of wood, but it was really heavy and would give you a pretty nasty bruise if it fell on any part of you.

So at that moment, Snotlout yowled out in pain and Tuffnut had begun to laugh louder.

"YOU IDIOT! GET THE STUPID HANDLE OFF MY FOOT!" Snotlout had shouted at Tuffnut.

Hiccup had grabbed Fishlegs' hand and dragged the boy away into the blacksmith's hut, where he had locked all the doors and closed all the windows, so Snotlout wouldn't have been able to get in.

From that day on, Snotlout didn't tease Fishlegs as much. But through those next few weeks after Hiccup had dropped the hammer's handle on Snotlout's foot, Snotlout still brought the teasing and name-calling up.

"I'll get Hiccup to drop an axe on your foot next time!" Fishlegs would snap at him. Snotlout usually had left Fishlegs alone after that.

Of course as the years went by, Snotlout didn't really believe in Fishlegs' threats anymore. He began to tease Hiccup after.

Now that Fishlegs sat there right beside dying Hiccup, he wondered why he hadn't been able to do anything to protect Hiccup from Snotlout back in the day. Hiccup had done so much for him, which included being a great friend over the years.

"Anella, please ask Frozenwing to tell us something about what's going on with Hiccup!" Fishlegs pleaded and Anella gave a short nod, before looking down at the small dragon.

"I can understand Norse, you know?" Frozenwing held up his tiny paw, before Anella could speak, "And I will promise you that you'll find out about Hiccup soon."

By now the Ice Zephyr just looked annoyed and slowly fluttered up into the air. He flew over to the rest of the Zephyrs; who were all fast asleep in a giant clump.

Anella craned her neck to see where Frozenwing went. As soon as the miniature dragon landed on top of the pile of Ice Zephyrs, he fell asleep almost immediately.

"So?" Fishlegs asked her.

She sighed and shook her head, "Nothing. I guess we will have to wait till tomorrow night. I bet that's when we'll only make it to Flame and Flurry Island. I hope poor Hiccup can last that long…" Anella trailed off.

At this time, Toothless came over to Hiccup and lay down beside his master. Frozenwing had told him to keep Hiccup as warm as possible. Even if Hiccup began to sweat and saying that he was too hot. The Night Fury unfolded his right wing and placed it over Hiccup like a thick blanket.

"G'night, Hiccup." Fishlegs got up and Anella got up after him.

The two went over to Greenfang. Both were without their coats, so they felt the cold coming in like needles through their shirts. Fishlegs lay down one side of Greenfang and Anella on the other.

Sleeping beside a Gronckle and relying on him for warmth wasn't exactly the best idea. Greenfang was a deep sleeper, so the warmth that came from his body kept vanishing. Plus he snored really, really loud, so it was hard getting any sleep.

His wings were also really small, so they couldn't even cover Anella and Fishlegs.

After about 3 hours of trying to get some sleep, Anella raised her head from the snow.

"Psst! Fishlegs!" she hissed from where she lifted her head from the snow.

"What?" he hissed back.

"I can't feel my butt and legs. Plus my hands are all frozen over. And Greenfang keeps talking in his sleep about things I'd rather not mention!" Anella hissed louder.

"Wanna move over to Ruff's and Tuff's Zippleback? They have a lot of room there!" Fishlegs whispered.

Anella didn't have to answer. She was already trying to get to her feet. The problem was that she couldn't really feel her legs and feet, so she speed-crawled across to Bronzespark and Lightningflight.

The twins were snoring in front of the dragon, so the Zippleback's wings were free to crawl under. Fishlegs and Anella were lucky that the wings were even unfolded in the first place.

The minute the two settle in under the wings, both fell asleep almost immediately…

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On board a small boat there was a girl and her dragon.

The boat was in no good condition and seemed to be falling apart bit by bit as it floated closer and closer to shore. The boat only had half of its mast and had lost its sail long ago. It was as if some giant sea creature had jumped out of the water and took a great big bite out of the mast.

The boat itself looked a lot like a small rowboat. In fact it was. The only problem was that it was missing the oars and the usual rowing benches. If you saw it from a distance, it looked a lot like an oval-shaped bowl.

A scratched, tattered oval-shaped bowl.

The girl had long, messy blonde hair and wide scared green eyes. The dragon that sat in the boat with her was glowing a gold color. It had to be the rare Mood Dragon.

The girl wore a worn out red shirt with a thick belt around her small waist. The shirt was fading in colors, but her belt shone with a glinting curved dagger and what seemed to be silver rope. Along with the shirt, she wore brown pants that had holes in the knees and long thin tears from many sword fights.

The girl was barefoot. She seemed to have lost her fur boots somewhere out at sea and couldn't really remember where. Or it must have been on that last island she had been on. Really, she couldn't exactly remember.

She couldn't remember a lot of things in fact. Maybe not a lot, but not to the point to where it seemed like she had been clonked in the head and suddenly forgot everything. No.

She knew that she was Camicazi and her Mood Dragon's name was Stormfly.

Yes she knew that.

But what she didn't know was why she kept imagining herself in a flowing white dress, prancing around a field and seeing some boy; who called himself Hiccup.

Hiccup. What a funny name. She chuckled to herself and thought where this so called Hiccup was now.

A/N: And here enters our Bog Burglar: Camicazi! You will learn more about what's going on with her later. Hope you guys liked this chapter!