Hiccup's pov

Immediately after the island quaked my father, the gang, and I got on our dragons and flew out to see what was happening. A Catastrophic Quaken was chained up and made to slam into the island by dragon hunters.

"Fishlegs! You and the twins free that Quaken! Snotlout and Astrid! You guys attack the hunters! Dad, we're going to the ships!"

I flew down to the ships and snuck into the cargo hold while Dad distracted the hunters. I freed the seven or so dragons and I came across the three dragons Loki is always with. I pale and free them. I got on Toothless and we raced back to the edge. There he was. A hunter tied Loki's wings to his body, bound his hands and feet, and horrifingly enough; had a fitted muzzle to his face made from dragon proof metal. Loki's dragon friends raced down and were shot down by the dragon hunter. Loki was unconscious in the bottom of the boat. Dad helped me get the dragons from the ocean at the loss of Loki and the dragon hunter. 

"We'll get him back son."

"I know we will. Me and Toothless will fly in that direction. If we don't find him in two hours, we'll come back and get you and the others."

"Sounds like a plan."

Loki's pov

I woke up from a hard kick to my stomach. 

"Get up freak."

I growled and went to rub my forehead. My hands were behind me and me feet were chained together with a long chain connected to the metal rings around my ankles. I snarled at the human before he kicked me again and yanked me to my feet. A scratchy brown sack was pulled over my whole body and I was lifted off my feet. 

"Let me go! Let me go!"

"Since when could you speak? That'll be a problem."

I was dumped from the bag and the painful muzzle was removed. I kicked my legs at him, hitting where I know it hurts the most. I scrunched my face and started running away from him. I couldn't fly because of a clip piercing the tops of my wings. 

The clip went through the thinnest part of my wing and over the top, pinning my wings together. I didn't know what to do, so I ran. I kept running, passing several dragons. I was thanking the stars that my foot didn't hurt. I heard a familiar screech, hope growing in my chest. 

"Hiccu -!"

I was slammed to the ground, tasting mud. 

"Shut up, you freak."

A bar was forced into my mouth. I couldn't get it off because it was tied tightly behind my head. The muzzle was fitted over my mouth and nose again. The gross green metal  cutting into the edges of my cheeks and bridge of my nose. A rough rope was tied to chains around my ankles and was wrapped snugly against my throat. Despite my best effort to pull against the rope, I didn't like getting choked and I was kicked in the belly for trying. 

I heard the screech again and saw Toothy and Hiccup land a couple feet away from me. I felt some cold and sharp press to my neck. 

"One sound, and your dead."

I went stiff. I was lifted and was slowly dragged backwards. He hid us in a bush. 

"Where is he bud?"

I could see Toothy through the leaves as he got closer to me. A small pile of dead eels was dumped in front of me, almost making me twist out of the rope. Toothy sniffed at the bush and growled. The eel smell was overpowering my own scent. 

"Come on bud. We have a whole island to search. We'll find him."

I watched Hiccup and Toothy fly away. 

"Let's go, Freak."

I was dragged away, back to the shore. I was stuffed back into the scratchy brown sack. 

"I have a buyer interested in you freak. That merchant is paying quite the fortune for you."

Merchant? Who's that? I didn't have much time to think about it. The sack was tossed it the boat. The churning waves made me puke. I cried. I cried in a scratchy brown sack, laying face first in my vomit. 

Hiccup will come for me. He will save me. I hope. 

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