Hiccup found everyday life rather a trial but was always good in a crisis. "RIGHT," he said, "Toothless, I want you to swim out from under this boat and see whether you think we're too far to swim to tie surface. HOW," he added, as Toothless seemed to be taking his time about it.
[Image: Fishes.]
"Okay, okay," grumbled Toothless, "k-k-k-keep your horns on ...."
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The little dragon dived underneath the water and disappeared. He left the Vikings in nearly total darkness, for without the friendly light of his glowing eyes it was almost impossible to see. There was an eerie silence, apart from the lapping of the water against the sides of the boat, and a faint rushing noise, which Hiccup was sure was the sound of the air leaving the air pocket like a leaking balloon.
And indeed, after five minutes the air pocket had reduced so much that Hiccup's head was squashed against the wooden "ceiling" of the Lucky Thirteen, and he had to remove his helmet.
Alvin was panicking. "Where is the wretched reptile?" he hissed, and then choked as water sloshed into his mouth.
"That wretched reptile," scolded Fishlegs, as terrified as Alvin but bravely trying not to show it, "is trying to save your wretched life. ..."
Five minutes more and they had to turn their heads in order to keep their nostrils clear of the water. "If Toothless takes any longer," thought Hiccup, "we're going to drown here in this blackness. ..."
Two lights flickered in the dark below him.
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It was Toothless, swimming up towards them in the nick of time.
"Okay," said Toothless. "Surface t-t-too far away for h-h-h-h-humans ... hut there's a c-c-c-c-cave thingy.... F-f-follow Toothless...."
"Just hang on to me, Fishlegs, and kick like crazy," ordered Hiccup, because, of course, Fishlegs could not swim.
[Image: Fishes.]
Hiccup took a huge breath, just before the sea swallowed up the last remains of that air pocket, and dived after Toothless.
He had to swim underneath the rim of the boat, which was resting on some large rocks on the bottom.
He swam out into total darkness, which was very confusing. A little way above him, he could see
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that Toothless was swimming towards a small hole in the cliff, with light shining out of it. Trying to ignore the panicky feeing of his breath running out, and hampered by Fishlegs gripping on to one leg, he swam as fast as he could towards the hole. Once he had swum into it, he shot upwards through a short tunnel and surfaced in a huge pool of water at the bottom of a gigantic underground cavern, gasping for air.
A second or so later, Alvin emerged to lie in the water beside Hiccup and Fishlegs.
The cavern was huge, and surprisingly light, considering it was so far underground. The eerie green light seemed to be given off by Electricsquirms, a tiny dragon-like creature that glows with phosphorescence. Water rushed down the walls and dripped from the ceiling.
Hiccup was so relieved to be still alive and in the air again that this tomb of a cavern initially seemed like home. It was a while before his scared brain could focus on the fact that they weren't safe yet.
"Right," said Fishlegs, trying not to panic and wringing out his breeches and flapping his arms to get dry. "How are we going to get out of HERE?"
The cavern had some interesting rock
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formations, if Hiccup had been in the mood for admiring them. The weird shapes of fossilized dragons were caught in the stone. Some of them were very unusual, extinct species. However, even the discovery of an entire skeleton of the Burrowing Slitherfang, so rare that it was often thought never to have existed, failed to excite Hiccup as it might have done in other circumstances.
They walked round and round in circles for about an hour and a half, looking for a way out, before realizing that there wasn't one. They sat down.
Without his Tribe around him, and facing Death, Alvin seemed to have returned to his old, pleasant self again. He even apologized for getting them into this mess.
"I just cannot believe this," moaned Fishlegs, shivering violently. "It's like some sort of NIGHTMARE. I keep thinking we're safe, and then it seems that, NO, we're in some OTHER life-threatening situation even worse than the one we've just got away from."
"Okay," admitted Hiccup, trying to keep them from despairing, "it doesn't look good, but I'm sure I can think of a way out of here...."
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Toothless was sniffing away at the back of the cavern, and he interrupted, calling out, "Toothless can smell something m-metal over h-h-here!"
"Very clever, Toothless," said Hiccup, "but tie Treasure Hunt is over now."
"I mean," continued Fishlegs, "so far today we have narrowly escaped being 1. Torn to pieces by Skullions. 2. Eaten by Cannibal Outcasts. 3. Burned to death on board ship. 4. Drowned at the bottom of the ocean.... And now here we are, trapped in an inaccessible underground cavern facing DEATH BY
SLOW STARVATION.... It's just been a REALLY BAD day."
"N-n-not metal after all," Toothless called back in disappointment. "It's just a d-d-door....."
"A DOOR??" Alvin, Hiccup and Fishlegs scrambled up and over towards Toothless, with a sudden surge of hope.
Once they had scrabbled away at all the dust and earth covering it, they found it was a door. It was surprising they hadn't noticed it before.
"Is it a way out?" gasped Fishlegs.
"Not necessarily," Hiccup replied slowly.
A door with a DEATH'S HEAD painted on it.
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A door with lettering on it that was horribly familiar to Hiccup.
Large, scrawling letters gouged out of the surface of the wood, probably with a sword.
"DO NOT OPEN THIS DOOR," it said, "UNLESS YOU ARE THE TRUE HEIR TO 6RÎMBEARD THE GHASTLY I REALLY MEAN IT THIS TIME, DEATH AND DESTRUCTION AND OTHER TRULY AWFUL THINGS WILL FOLLOW IF YOU OPEN THIS DOOR. THIS IS A PIRATE'S PRIVATE PERSONAL PROPERTY"
Hiccup looked straight into the suddenly glittering eyes of Alvin the Treacherous. All the pleasantness had fallen away from him again.
He raised his arm with the Stormblade fixed into it.
Alvin didn't need to say anything.
Hiccup knew what he wanted.
"Ohhhhh no," said Hiccup, backing slowly away, "I'm not going to open this door."
"Oh, but you are, " smiled Alvin the Treacherous, resting the point of the Stormblade right in the center of Hiccup's chest.
"But I'm not the Heir to Grimbeard the Ghastly," Hiccup protested. "Snotlout is the Heir.
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He's the one who found the treasure, remember the riddle?"
"Ah, but was that the real treasure that Snotlout found?" asked Alvin. "Perhaps Grimbeard put it there as a decoy, to make people think they'd found the real treasure, when all along it was lying here. What better hiding place than a cavern accessible only by water? And if that wasn't the real treasure, that means Snotlout isn't necessarily the True Heir to the Hairy Hooligans."
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"Well, that's a relief, in any case," said Fishlegs, trying to lighten the tension.
"YOU are the True Heir," said Alvin quietly. "When I asked on the Lucky Thirteen who was the Heir to the Hairy Hooligans, who stood up? YOU did. Not Snotlout. This has all been a Test, set by Grimbeard the Ghastly and Fate herself. Only now does the riddle make sense. For what have we just escaped from, but a watery grave?"