Okay, finally posting something in like, 8 months

But, this first part of the chapter, from the first paragraph to the first line break is not mine basically, I got the actual literature from here - .net/s/7541346/1/Toothless_in_a_crisis

I just edited it to my taste, and Im posting that so I am not Plagerising...dont like doing that...no...not at all

Anyway, enjoy the story! XD

A Whisper In The Wind

Chapter 1 – Lost

He felt awful. He never expected that this would happen, and he knew that he was to blame. It had only been a year after the defeat of the Red Death, and in his mind, that was ancient history. The only thing he could think about was the last 3 days… He wished he would've never told him that, but the guilt was built up so much, that he had to let it out, or it would torment his spirit until he did so. He was on his knees, staring at the ground, and then looked at his hands, then back at the ground. Those hands…those hands brought him down with a crash…those hands shot the shot…but…he remembered that it was not only his hands, but his mind. He knew that he wanted to bring him down to become the fame of the village, but, he couldn't bring himself to do it, and he knew why. When he stared into that creature's eyes, he saw himself. But, that was ancient history, why must it be brought up again?

This was torment to his mind. He wanted nothing to do with this. If he could go back in time, he would, and he wouldn't have shot him down, he would have let him go, and hoped to meet him again someday. Yes, he did concoct a miraculously precise potion that made his limb grow back, but…that still didn't fill the gap that was formed from the event that just transpired. His heart was hurting, his mind was thinking thoughts that were of no use anymore, and his body felt weak. He had just lost his friend…

Hiccup had just told Toothless something…something very deep…and very dark. He told him that it was he who shot him down those years ago to make him his prize, to kill him so that he would be famous in the village. Toothless was shocked and was not even wondering about who shot him down through these years, but now he just learned that Hiccup, his best friend had shot him down. He felt so much anger start to build up, that he had to run away to keep from hurting the boy. He heard his name being called by his "friend", but that meant nothing to him now.

You. You did this. These years of no flight, always having you to guide me. You took away my flight…you took away my freedom, you took away my pride! You even took away my Honor! Always walking, WALKING through town. I should be diving, scaring the living fool out of everyone, showing them that I am the Dragon of the Night, that I am a Night Fury…the most fearsome dragon. But here I am, crippled with the loss of ability to fly, and never even knowing that the person walking next to me was the one that did it. He was coming for me to make me his "prize" all those years ago when I was bound in those ropes. I am nobody's prize! But…why….why did it have to be YOU? The one who's hand I put my muzzle into…the one who I trusted…the one who I would always stick close to, and laugh with…all lies…he was just acting like this just so that he would cover up HIS guilt…I should of killed you all those years ago…when I had you under my paw…just one swipe, just one fireball, or one bite…and he would have been Lunch…but…I couldn't bring myself to do it. Ugh! Darn you humans! Always looking a certain way, and saying a certain thing, and then next thing you know, we're at the feet of you, curled up, purring, and licking the hand of the "master". I am nobody's pet! I have no master! I do what I please. And that is the end of it…

Hiccup was crushed. He knew that he had just lost his friend…and he himself felt…lost. Lost in spirit, lost in mind…lost in the world…he felt as if he had just entered into evanescence (a fading away or dying away from the world). He was now sitting, staring straight ahead into the forest where his friend ran through. He knew that he would most probably never find him, as Toothless' tail-fin was grown back by his miraculously precise potion that was the remedy for something just like that. He also made a copy, but he doesn't know if it'll work. But that didn't matter… he just lost his friend, and that was the only thing that cluttered his mind. So, he stood up carefully, since his metal foot was hard to stand up on, and he un-evenly walked back to his home, went upstairs, sat at his desk, and for the rest of the day he was drawing, finding that the only relief of losing his friend, and ironically, the only thing that he could draw was Toothless. And after all of this work, Hiccup eventually crawled into his bed, and tried to get some sleep, but couldn't…and then…he had an idea…

"Wait…I can't just do nothing here…I need to go find him…"

And at that, Hiccup got out of his bed, and stuffed one side of a backpack with clothes, then proceeded downstairs, stuffed the other side with supplies, and tied a blanket and mat into a roll, then tied them to the side of the backpack, and then he walked outside his house, closed the door easily to avoid waking up his father, then turned, facing the village.

"I hope you guys won't worry about me too much…"

Then he sighed, and departed, heading into the forest, and proceeding to the spot where he last saw his friend. He could barely see in this pitch black darkness, and then…it happened…

Hiccup was walking through some brush, when he suddenly sank down below the ground level. He was puzzled as to why he "fell", so he tried to pull his metal leg out of the "pit" but it only went deeper. He was perplexed, and then reached his hand out, and it came in contact with a muddy-sandy surface, then he knew...he was in quicksand. Luckily, he was taught how to get out of this, but the weight of his metal leg was making it almost impossible to get out of this, so he only had one choice to not die in this, so he detached his metal foot, and then got out of the sand, and lied on his back, wondering what to do now…Berk was 3 hours away, but he couldn't make it that far…so he just lied there, and fell into a light sleep…

He woke up the next day, and felt a weird sensation on his left leg, and then he opened his eyes to see that his left leg…had...grown back? How was that even possible? He stood up, and sure enough, he could feel the earth underneath him, and he was puzzled, eyes-wide, not knowing who or what could have done this. But for some strange reason, there was a liquid all over his left leg…almost like...saliva…but he paid no mind to it. And to keep himself from worrying about what could have done that, he was just happy that he had his leg back. But, in the forest behind him, was a large creature, a Night Fury, and it had blue and red markings on it, and was 4x bigger than a regular Night Fury, and it smiled, then...vanished…as if it teleported or something. Hiccup had no idea what transpired behind him, as he was getting his backpack, and continuing the journey, and looked down at the quicksand with a puzzled face, as if it was the culprit to his regrowth, but then kept walking straight, on the quest for his friend.

It had been a day or two since he first set out to find his friend, and he found nothing…no tracks… no fire-scorch marks on the ground… (As Night Furies like to scorch the earth under them to make it warm) nothing… But he wouldn't stop…he wouldn't stop until he found his friend. So he trekked deeper and deeper into the large forest of Berk, until he ended up on the other side of the island. The waves crashed calmly against the sandy coast, and from what he saw, there were a few small islands pretty close to Berk, and he knew that some were inhabited by rival tribes, who still hated dragons. But, he had to search anywhere to find his friend, so he wanted to go to one of these islands, but there was a problem…he had no boat. He pondered this, and thought about what he could possibly build with the available resources around, but, something caught his eye, and about 30 feet out to sea, there was a small boat, and that was all he needed. So he set out into the sea, got into the boat, and cut the rope attached to an anchor, that the boat was attached to to keep it from drifting off, but by the look of it, no one had used the boat for a while, as it had algae all over the bottom of it.

So, he happily took the oars in his hand, and began rowing out to sea, and wondering which island he would go to, but something very bad happened…he had picked the worst possible time to go out to sea, as a powerful storm came, and tossed his pathetic little boat around in the monstrous waves as if he was a bath toy. He struggled to keep the boat afloat, but the water was pouring in, and then, a clap of deafening thunder, and a blast of light right in front him, and as it cleared, the mast of his small boat, came down on his head, and he was knocked unconscious…

Time…

…such a valuable resource…

…it seems to slip away with every passing moment, and we look back to see if we made good use of it…

…but even for time, there's always an end...

Hiccup woke up a few hours later, and he was on a sandy beach, on a small plank that barely had him on it, and the rest of his boat was Odin knows where… He proceeded to get up, but he felt pain in his right leg, and he looked down, to see a piece of wood jabbed into it. It was bleeding, but not that bad... He knew he couldn't just rip it out as that would make it bleed profusely, so he needed to find herbs that would heal it when he removed it, so he carefully crawled through the beach to a forest line where he found all the herbs that he was looking for, but to make them work, he needed a fire, so he crawled to some stones, found two that when you strike them together, they make a spark, then he crawled over to some logs and twigs and sticks to start his fire, then crawled over with his cup that was from his backpack of supplies (he luckily didn't lose that) to the water, got a cupful of water, put the herbs in it, mixed it up with a stick he had, then crawled over to the fire carefully to not spill anything, then set the cup on top of the unlit fire, then he took the rocks, struck them together, and the 10th time was the charm, and fire was born.

After a while, the herbs were done, and Hiccup got ready for this. He took the stick and pulled it out of his leg while sucking in, and gritting his teeth from the pain, then after it was out, his blood flowed from the wound, so he put the herb-water on it, and that burned badly, but that meant that it was working, and he smiled as the gash was immediately sealed, but to keep it that way, he had to wrap it up to prevent anything from disrupting the skin, and making it bleed again. So he crawled over and found some wood that the inside was so malleable, that you could tear it in strips to make "gauze". So, with that, he tied it around his wound, and then kept it there with a stick "cast".

He stood up, and was happy that the pain was mostly gone, but he had to walk slowly and carefully until the wound healed enough. But… as he was about to walk into the forest, he froze, and looked around, and a very shocking realization came to him, he didn't know where he was…He didn't know how far or in what direction he was from Berk, and then it hit him…

He was…

…Lost…

Aaaand that the end of that chapter...obviously -_- So obvious...so so obvious

...awkward

Anyway, I know that I've been gone for like 8 months -_- and that because I havent really had any time to do anything from skewl and such, and I blame everyone...JK

But now with all that crap out the way, I can finally focus on what I love to do =P

So, expect more chapters of this, and expect more chapters of H.O.A.D., and T.W. (Heart of a Dragon) (Time Warp)

K bye XD