Hiccup's POV

Hiccup's plan was going perfectly. Dagur and his fleet had attempted to attack Dragon's Edge, but they had been routed at every turn.

"Oh, Hiccup, brother!" Dagur called from down the cliff side.

"Uhh, haven't we been over this? I'm not your brother," Hiccup yelled back as he dashed over to Toothless who was glaring at him impatiently.

"Well, isn't that the nicest thing you've said to me all day."

Hiccup snorted, clambering onto Toothless' back and snapping his prosthetic leg into place

"You might not be my brother anymore – which I can think we can agree was entirely your fault – but Heather," he paused for emphasis, with a crazed laugh tumbling through his next words, "Heather is my sister, which I suppose I only know because of you, so your fault again – isn't everything your fault?"

"And your point is?"

"Do I have to have a point?"

Hiccup groaned. He and Toothless jumped up into the air and took off, soaring in a wide circle over the battle. Astrid was also flying on Stormfly, performing expert maneuvers to avoid missiles and firing with near perfect aim at the Berserkers' ships. She really was amazing, but he was still worried for her safety.

Snotlout and the twins were crashing about, raining general destruction down upon whatever area had the misfortune to host them. Fishlegs and Meatlug were flapping about, ensuring that none of the invaders managed to slip into Dragon's Edge or onto their boats where they had access to bigger firepower. Once he and Astrid and completely sunk the Berserker fleet, effectively cutting off the attackers' way of escape, the second half of Hiccup's plan would begin.

"HiccccuuuuuuuUUUUuuuuuUUUU – " He glanced down at Dagur, who continued to drag out the second half of Hiccup's name, fluctuating his voice and sounding unhinged.

"WHAT?" He shouted above the yodeling cry, directing Toothless to land a short distance away from Dagur.

"I wasn't done speaking! Rude, much? Anyways, about Heather. I thought you should know that, uh, well, she's here! With me! Isn't that great?"

"Heather is here?" Hiccup asked. "What do you mean?" Beneath him, Toothless growled deeply, stiffening.

"Right here!" Dagur yelled, stepping to the side and gesturing to one of the boats, where Hiccup saw with a shock that Heather was being held roughly by two large Berserkers. She was unarmed, and obviously very frustrated with her situation. One of the men holding her had a sword pointed at her throat.

Seeing Hiccup's horrified expression, Dagur laughed maniacally. "Now, get off that dragon, and, well, no promises, but she does have a better chance of surviving the next thirty seconds."

"Heather!" Hiccup shouted, trying to discern whether she was alright. He saw her yelling something back frantically, but she was too far away, and he couldn't make anything out.

"Chop, CHOP, brother," Dagur screamed.

"Whoa, whoa! I'm getting off, just calm down, Dagur. We can discuss this," he pleaded, as he slowly dismounted Toothless. The night fury bristled at Dagur and growled again, shifting position so that he was in between Hiccup and Dagur. Hiccup held up his hands in a placating gesture, his mind swirling as he searched for a way to rescue Heather.

Heather's POV

On board Dagur's boat, Heather struggled between the two Vikings who held her.

"Sorry about this," one of them muttered in a gruff, low voice. "We won't hurt you."

"HICCUP!" She screamed as loudly as she could. "DAGUR WON'T HURT ME!" He had released her when Viggo had captured her, and she knew that in some twisted way he loved her enough that he wouldn't hurt her. But Hiccup had no way of knowing that. He was going to get himself killed because he was just stupidly selfless and brave enough to risk his own life so she wouldn't get hurt.

Heather watched with growing panic as Hiccup slowly got off of Toothless, obviously trying to reason with Dagur. Even though the dragon positioned himself in front of Hiccup, protecting him, Heather knew that Dagur had to have a plan of some sort.

She looked around desperately, for anything that could get her away from these two meatheads. Then she spotted Astrid, flying Stormfly just a short distance away.

"ASTRID!" She screamed, and the blond Viking girl jerked at the sound of her name. She turned, and her eyes widened at the sight of Heather held between the two men.

And just in that moment, with Astrid distracted, she didn't spot the net which hurtled towards her and Stormfly.

Hiccup's POV

A shriek cut through Hiccup's spinning thoughts. He turned in its direction just in time to see Astrid and Stormfly getting hit by a net and begin plummeting towards the ground, far below. His heart stopped.

"ASTRID!" He started to run in her direction.

"Not so fast!" Dagur yelled. "Hiccup, you better not move or Heather will die!"

His heart had started again, and it was beating so fast it was hard to think. "Toothless!" He said, "Go help Astrid!" The night fury was immediately gone, dashing in the direction of the girl and her dragon, spiraling out of the sky. His heartbeat steadied somewhat. Toothless would be able to reach her in time.

He turned to face Dagur, who looked flabbergasted. Despite his rattled nerves, Hiccup shrugged. "What? You told me not to go, you didn't say anything about Toothless."

Dagur started laughing. This laughter was more terrifying than any of his previous moments of humor. Not because it sounded insane, but for the opposite reason – because it was a perfectly normal, sane laugh. "Well, that's just amazing!" His voice was cheery, and it had regained its unstable edge. "And here I thought I would have to go through the trouble of separating you and that dragon, and you just go and do it for me! I would say thank you," all of a sudden his voice got low and dangerous, "But I don't like you."

Dagur began circling him, holding out a sword and pointing it straight at Hiccup. As Hiccup slowly adjusted his stance to continue facing Dagur, he saw, with a sigh of relief, that Toothless had managed to plow into Astrid and Stormfly before they hit the ground, curling around them to block the impact. They all appeared uninjured.

When Hiccup looked at Dagur again, they had switched positions. Now Hiccup's back was to the sea, and Dagur was facing him.

"Are you okay?" He yelled, looking at Astrid again. She nodded, obviously a little shaken up, but fine nonetheless.

Astrid's POV

Astrid had not enjoyed that fall. Normally, she lived for the moments when she and Stormfly could get that kind of speed. But she didn't like to think what would have happened that time if it hadn't been for Toothless.

After they hit the ground, she was on her knees in an instant, using her axe to saw through the ropes that contained her and Stormfly. She crawled out of the net, helping Stormfly to shake it off as well, then turned to Toothless to thank Hiccup. For a moment, she stared at the empty saddle, then whipped around searching for that stupid, stupid, stupid…

She spotted him on the dock, confronting Dagur. He yelled at her, asking if she was okay, and she nodded, doing her best to hide her shaking hands. Ridiculous. They had never been in any real danger, she trusted Hiccup enough to know that.

But she didn't like how he was alone with Dagur. He wasn't even armed – where was that stupid shield of his? She sighed.

"Come on, Toothless, let's go rescue Hiccup. How does he always manage to make this happen?" She started towards him.

A man's deep war-whoop interrupted her plans. Gripping her axe tightly, she whirled around and swung it into the air where it clashed with the weapon of one of the Berserkers. She leaped into action, overpowered her adversary in a second, and then defended herself against the other five Vikings who had jumped them. Even though her every fiber screamed to go help Hiccup, she couldn't find a way to extract herself from the battle. She growled and cast one last glance at Hiccup.

That idiot better take care of himself.

Author's Note:

So, this is my first fanfic. Yay! I love HTTYD so much. Probably more than I should. *cough* Uhhh, is that even possible? :)

*SLIGHT SPOILER ALERT* You should probably stop reading now if you want everything to be a surprise! But for those who'd like to know what type of story this is going to be:

I just thought it would be interesting to have a situation with the whole group where they BELIEVE that Hiccup is dead so we can see how they react to it. But because I really hate deathfics (no offense or anything, but I'm really very emotionally attached to my bby Hiccup), no one will be dying in this story.

Anyways, I couldn't find any stories that I really liked that dealt with that. A lot of stories are centered around Astrid and Toothless WORRYING about Hiccup's wellbeing, but there were none where they actually truly believe he's dead, and none that really delve into what Toothless' reaction to this would be. So I thought I'd give it a shot, and I ended up really liking writing this, so there might be more stories coming. :) Thanks so much! Also, please leave reviews, I need all the help I can get!