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The Outcast Lands EXTENDED EDITION	By : jopster11 Category: zMisplaced Stories [ADMIN use only] > How to Train Your Dragon Views: 12768 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 6
Two camps were set up near the edge of the forest. The first camp was for the three female Vikings that had come on this journey. They had their own firepit and the men had even constructed a divider to separate the camps using thick tree branches and large palm leaves.
On the other side of the divider was the larger of the camps. There were three fire pits that were going, since there were many male Vikings that needed to keep warm and dry. Each camp had constructed clotheslines near the fire pits so their outer garments could be dried by the fire. Everyone was instructed to strip down to their undergarments so that their clothes could be dried, and the chances of illness were minimalized.
It took awhile for all this to complete, but fueled by their determination, they were able to get it done and relax around the fire before going to sleep. Hiccup sat by the fire along with Bitwolf, Snotlout, Fishlegs, and Tuffnut. He was checking out the condition of his artificial foot and ankle. Most of it was wood, so he knew that he would need a replacement as soon as possible. It would not be long before it became moldy and would cause an infection in his leg.
“Well, this is fun,” Snotlout said, mildly sarcastically. “Sitting around a fire in our undies, roasting fish on a stick on an strange island.”
“Chances of survival are currently sixty percent,” Fishlegs commented, turning his fish around to allow the other side to cook. “Even by me, those are good odds.”
“I knew this was gonna happen. I tried to warn you all,” Bitwolf grumbled.
“Actually, getting shipwrecked is common for us Berk Vikings,” Hiccup replied. “I don’t think we have anything to really worry about.”
Hiccup looked over at the palm leaf barrier. Toothless was keeping guard over the ladies while the males had Blue. Hiccup did not say it out loud, but he wanted Toothless with the girls mostly because Toothless was the only dragon he trusted well enough to protect Astrid. If she had known this, she would have probably given him a black eye.
He could see the orange glow, from the girl’s fire pit, through the leaves. He could here Astrid and Ruffnut talking and laughing it up, probably mocking Tuffnut or any of the young Viking males. There was only one adult female over with them, and Hiccup could only imagine what it must be like for her to be with two young teen girl Vikings.
While he was looking at the barrier, he was able to see Astrid’s shadow walking into view. As she was chatting away, she was undressing herself. After his mind processed what he was seeing, he quickly looked away with a shocked looked look on his face. That was an image that he really did not have to see.
“Maybe I’ll go get us some more wood.”
* * * *
Hiccup had gathered an armful of sticks and branches to keep their fire going longer. Their clothing had to be dried by the time the sun came up; they could not afford for the flames to go out while they were sleeping.
Sleep. Hiccup could really use some right about now. The last couples of days were exhausting. It had been awhile since he had a good night sleep because of the nightmares that continued to plague him. He did his best to hid how tired he really was; he could not have his father thinking that the burden of leadership was too much for him to bare.
Guided by the moonlight, he made his way back to camp with his stack of damp wood. Up ahead, he could see the fire from the fire pit, but there was no one sitting around it anymore. Did all of his friends decided to go exploring or something?
“Wait a minute!” He whispered to himself, as he realized the mistake he had just made. This wasn’t the male’s camp, it was the girl’s. Somehow, he had lost his bearings, and wondered back into the wrong camp. This became quickly apparent when Astrid walked into view, standing in front of the fire, completely nude.
Hiccup quickly hid behind a tree, nearly dropping his stack of wood in the process. He glimpsed around the tree to see her standing there by the fire, warming her hands. Her skin looked silky smooth as she had a lovely curvy back. Her rear end was perfectly round and her cheeks appeared to be tight. He was almost ashamed of himself that he was staring at his girlfriend, nude.
Ruffnut stepped into view, standing next to Astrid, also in the nude. She was a little skinnier, but also had a very tight, but beautiful ass. “I—I—I better go!” Hiccup whispered to himself.
He took a step back until he saw Astrid begin to turn around. That was when Hiccup almost lost it. He now had a full frontal view of Astrid in all of her beauty. She had a pair of lovely humps on her chest with small nipples. His eyes were drawn downward to her crotch. She was smooth down there, and appeared very inviting.
Now, he definitely saw too much. What would she do to him if she ever learned that he had seen her naked? He forced himself to turn away and head back to the correct camp, but what he had just seen was already chiseled into his permanent memory.
* * * *
Everyone was asleep around the fire except for Hiccup. The fear of what nightmare awaited him was again hounding him. He also found it very disconcerting to be outside wearing nothing but his undergarment with a bunch of male Vikings doing the same. This was absolutely crazy.
“Psst!” a soft voice whispered from within the woods. Hiccup looked back to see Astrid’s head peering around a tree, motioning for him to follow her.
Feeling awkward about being seen only in his undergarments, he reluctantly got up and snuck out of the camp without waking anyone up. Fighting the urge to cover his shame, he walked into the forest to Astrid. She was wearing her white cloth undergarments covering her chest and her crotch. She did not appear to be as embarrassed about being seen this exposed, as much as he was.
She took his hand and laughed as she lead him deeper into the woods. When they were at a safe distance, she turned to face him with only the moonlight for light. Hiccup hoped that she could not see him blushing in the white moonlight.
Before he had the chance to ask her anything, she approached until the bumps of her chest were nearly pressing into his. Astrid grinned as she knelt down until his crotch was in her line of sight. She reached for his undergarment and untied it until it dropped to the ground, exposing his package.
If his face was not blushing, it sure was now. Never had a girl ever seen him fully naked, however, she was acting like this was not net for her. With her fingers, she gently fondles his testicles. He found himself letting out a soft grunt as he shuddered. The feeling of another person touching him was awkward, yet enthralling.
The next thing he knew, she leaned forward and wrapped her mouth around his penis and began to go down on him. Hiccup moaned with ecstasy. Her lips on his shaft felt fantastic. As she continued to pleasure him, it became soaked in her saliva.
Without speaking a word, she stood up and removed all of her undergarments. There it was, his first close up look at her naked body, which he had gotten a good glimpse at from a distance just an hour ago. His instincts took over has he gently caressed her right petit breast. It feel a little squish, more so than he had expected. When his finger started rubbing against her erect nipple, he found it firm.
Astrid grabbed him by arms, and helped him lay flat on his back; she could no longer wait. She knelt over his crotch, a knee on both sides of him, and she herself with his cock. Gently taking hold of it, she guided it towards her opening. The tip of his penis rubbed against her lips and when everything was aligned perfectly, she lowered herself. She groaned as she felt him inside of her.
Hiccup moaned as she took control of everything. Everything had happen so fast. At first, he was sitting near the fire, trying to keep warm, and now he was having amazing sex with Astrid. She was going faster now, moaning louder with each thrust. He never imagined sex to feel this good.
Before long, he felt what he thought to be a strong urging to pee. She began to slow down, to enjoy the climax. The strong urge became too strong, and he unleashed everything inside of her. Juicy white drops formed at the rim of her vagina as she let out a series of three strong gasps. She remained on top of him gazing deeply into his eyes. She mouthed the words, “I Love you.”
“Uh—I Love you too.”
Astrid grinned upon hearing that word, but then everything changed. Before his very eyes, Astrid’s body began to change shapes. Giant wings sprouted and her four limbs became claws. Her face stretched to form a snout as horns appeared out of her scalp. Now standing over him was a strange looking dragon.
Horror filled Hiccup as he found himself helpless. The dragon had him right where she wanted him. With a vicious hiss, the dragon went in for the kill.
* * * *
“No!” Hiccup sat up, barely able to keep his breath. The nightmares continued to get worse. All he wanted was a peaceful night of sleep, but it appeared that the gods were going to continue to make him suffer.
Seeing that he was not going to get anymore sleep for the night, he decided to get away and spend some time alone. Quietly, he left the camp and walked down onto the shore.
Sitting down on the sandy beach, he looked up and gazed at the full moon. As much as he wanted to forget about the dreams he has been having, his thoughts kept on dwelling on the last few he had. They all had the same old woman in them, and they all had some dragon killing him. Had the gods unleashed Loki to torment him in his dreams?
“Hiccup?” Astrid voice broke him out of thoughts. He looked up to see her standing behind beside him, thankfully still in her undergarments. “Are you okay?”
“Who… me? Why wouldn’t I be? I just don’t feel like sleeping, that’s all.”
“Hiccup, I heard you scream. I’m surprised none of the other men heard it.”
“It’s nothing, I assure you.”
“Hiccup, you are beyond exhausted. I can see the rings under your eyes. It looks like you’ve not slept in over a week. Tell me what’s going on with you? Am I gonna get the truth from you, or am I gonna have to beat it out of you?”
“It’s nothing, I promise you,” Hiccup assured her. “I’ve just been having a lot of nightmares lately.”
“Nightmares? How long has this been going on?”
“A week or two,” Hiccup shrugged.
“Does your father know?” Astrid could not believe that he was hiding something like this from everyone. He was wearing himself down, and if things did not improve, he could end up killing himself.
“No, and we’re not gonna tell him.” Hiccup stressed.
“Why?”
“Cause I don’t want him to think that I can’t handle the authority he’s given me. You’ve got to promise me… you won’t tell him. I’ll work things out on my own.”
Astrid gave him a questionable look. She did not want to see him continue torturing himself. If there was a problem, she much rather have it out in the open so he could deal with it; yet, she understood why he did not want to tell his father. He wanted to prove himself as the future Viking chief of the tribe of Berk. “Okay, I won’t say anything.”
Hiccup smiled and stood up onto his feet. Astrid did the same, happy to see him willing to try again to get some sleep. “I won’t say anything, but you better work this out soon.”
She gently shoved Hiccup, but due to the instability of sand, his artificial foot sunk a little into the sand and causing him to stumble. She quickly helped him to regain his balance, but in the process, his loin cloth came unraveled and dropped to the ground.
Astrid got a quick glance as his privates before looking away; her face was redder than an apple. Hiccup, embarrassed by the mishap, quickly reached down and tied the loin cloth back on. He guessed this was fate’s payback for getting a look at her naked. Now, it had been her turn to see his privates. “I think I’ll head back now!”
Hiccup spun around and raced back to his camp. Astrid, still in shock, remained motionless. That quick glimps was the first time she had ever seen a man’s genitals. She feared that it would be an image that would stick with her for a very long time.
* * * *
The old women observed the conversation of the two young Vikings from amongst the shadows of the forest. Leaning on her walking stick, she began her task to study and learn everything she could about the boy named Hiccup the Horrendous for the next few days. She had successfully lured Berk’s Vikings to the island, and disposed of two of their three ships. They were as good as stranded, and if all continued to go as planned, a good number of the adult Vikings will be sent away, further decreasing their numbers. The only Viking that mattered was the Viking Chief’s son.
Studying this interaction, she knew that this little Viking girl was close to him. She determined that she was either betrothed to the young Viking prince or his girlfriend, depending on the traditions of their tribe. Knowing this would come in very handy to bring the boy down to his knees.
* * * *
Hiccup was the last one to wake up; and when he did, his body strongly protested. The few hours of sleep he did get did nothing to help ease the fatigue he was feeling. He could still feel the effects of last night’s nightmare.
Everyone was up and about at the camps. His friends were surrounding his father and Gobber who had pulled out a map to determine where they could be. Hiccup went to join them. As he approached, Astrid gave him another concerned look as to tell him that this was, yet, another reason why he should tell his father.
“From what I can tell, this was where we were when the storm hit us. If I’m correct, we can only be on one of these two Islands. The Killagain tribe is on the Island on the east, just east of the Visitnug Territory.”
“This is not that island,” Bitwolf said. He knew this island better than anyone since the Killagain tribe had been his home up to a season ago. “Our island does not have a volcano.”
Stoick glanced up at the mountain top over the tree tops of the forest. The mountain was a good distance away, but it still had a very ill-favored look to it. “Then that leaves only one possibility.” Stoick tapped his thick index finger on the map. “We’re on this island: The Outcast Lands.”
“The Outcast Lands?” Gobber’s eyes filled with fear upon hearing those words. “We can’t stay here; we’ve got to leave immediately! I’ve heard some story about this Island that will scare you socks off.”
Stoick sighed and shook his head. He knew he was going to regret asking him this next question. “What stories?”
“This island is cursed, I tell you! Few Viking who dared step foot hear ever left alive. Loki, himself, wouldn’t dare step foot here; this island is haunted.”
“And here we go again,” Tuffnut rolled his eyes. Hiccup had talked all of them to go with Gobber on his quest to find the Boneknapper dragon. During that journey, he showered them with these ridiculous and farfetched stories of all of his previous encounters with the dragon. He seemed to have a flair for the dramatic and exaggerating the truth. It looked like he was about to embark on another one of these annoying stories, something Tuffnut really wanted to avoid.
"Haunted?" Stoick tried his best not to laugh and mock his old friend, despite how hilarious his comments actually were. "There's no such thing as spooks, or demons. This Island is not haunted."
"Oh really?" Gobber said with a challenging tone to his voice. "There's no such thing as spooks just like there’s no such thing as a Boneknapper dragon, huh? Think about it: the dragons’ strange behavior and the crazy storm from nowhere. We’ve been bewitched!"
Stoick turned towards Bitwolf, hoping to get some sanity back into this conversation. “Your tribe probably knows more about this Island than we do. What do you think?”
Bitwolf folded his arms in front of him, clearly not happy about the turn of events as of late. “We knew enough to stay away from this island. Too many strange occurrences happen near here. The Killagain tribe has lost several ships and crews simply by sailing near the island.
“Stranded on a haunted island? Our chances of survival just went down to forty-five percent,” Fishlegs commented, with a sheer look of panic on his face.
“What is up with all these arbitrary numbers of yours?” Bitwolf snapped.
“Okay, enough of this superstitious talk,” Stoick had to regain control of this conference before they further got off topic. “We have only one ship remaining and we have two dragons and nearly fifty Vikings present. We cannot leave this island with just one ship. I want the crew of the last ship to set sail West for the Killagain tribe, and bring the Monstrous Nightmare with you. The rest of us will remain here until you are able to bring a rescue party. As for those of us staying on this Island, Hiccup, Gobber, and I will be exploring the island to see if we can find help. With Odin’s blessing, we may discover another Viking tribe that’ll be willing to help. Everyone else will remain here and wait for the rescue party.”
“Perhaps I should stay here at the camp, and make sure everything remains in tip-top shape!” Gobber suggested.
“You’re coming with us,” Stoick replied dryly.
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