Wow it's been a while since I've written ANYTHING. A crazy long painful time. Possibly forever and a bit. To get back into the swing of writing I've just described the Bewilderbeast battle scene from the second film. Most of the lines are verbatim. Not gonna lie. It's been a year since I last did any creative writing, give me a break.

I've dived a bit too deep into this world to leave it alone this time round. I've watched the entire animated series to gain context to the rest of the fanfictions on this site, I've rewatched the third season twice, and the two films three times in one day. So after combing through the art book I planned out some ideas I want to illustrate and thought, hey why not take a crack at writing something for it too. I'm going to work on piano versions of soundtrack music tomorrow. Just can't get enough of it. Any of it.

HTTYD is my life right now.

And I guess if you're reading this right now it's your life too.

It was wild. The sea was littered with boats. The shore was crawling with men. The sky was thick with the rainbow swarm of dragons, their forms blurred as they dodged and dived. Screams of creatures and humans alike filled the air as the battle ensued.

Drago stood still amidst the fighting, a calm eye in the center of a hurricane. His gaze followed Toothless cutting through the sky.

"Dragon Master," he muttered, and turned away as the ground shook. In the distance a wall of ice shattered from the mountain and the Great Bewilderbeast emerged from the cloud of snow. "The alpha!" Drago said with glee as a grin spread across his face. "Now we have a fight."

As he marveled at the newcomer Valka and Cloudjumper were downed not too far from his left and he turned to face her, "I've waited a long time for this."

"You cannot take our dragons!" she cried fiercely as she advanced, swinging her staff with all she had and throwing a kick to his chest. "They are controlled by the alpha!"

"Then it's a good thing I brought a challenger." Drago turned and belted out a dragon call into the sky, swinging his spear about his head like a true madman.

The dark water surged and from its depths emerged another Bewilderbeast, muddy and dark with bloodshot eyes, a shadow in comparison to its fairer opponent. Chaos erupted for all parties involved as it trampled men and dragon traps. Nothing in its way stood a chance.

"Another one?" Hiccup said as he flew by, eyes wide with astonishment.

"No… no!" Valka said softly in disbelief. "No!" she grunted as she attacked Drago once more, but luck was not with her this time and he struck her down, pinning her to the ground in an instant.

She struggled against his foot as his spear pried off her helmet. Drago laughed with his weapon raised yet before he could pierce her, a force knocked him back. He regained his footing and turned to see Stoick the Vast help his prey to her feet.

"Thank you," she said graciously.

"For you my dear, anythin'," Stoick replied gruffly as he turned to face Drago. Their gazes locked and they, like the alphas, circled each other for a battle to the death.

A battle for control.

"Val, think you can stop them?" he asked without taking his eyes off the enemy.

"I'll do my best," she yelled to him before calling for Cloudjumper to take her into the fray.

"You, I watched you BURN!" Drago growled as they fought.

"It takes more than a little FIRE to kill me!" Stoick retorted as he gained the upper hand landing blow after blow.

In the distance the alphas mirrored them, tusks clacking, and roars deafening as they fought. Cloudjumper flew Valka between them, her hand held aloft to the paler of the two and her staff hummed as she waved it before the beast of the sea. Her efforts had no effect and Cloudjumper dived to dodge the ramming of the tusks. The gloomy opponent was ruthless in its attacks, ramming relentlessly and using its tusks to overturn the other.

The Great Bewilderbeast fell.

Its enemy took the advantage of the exposed belly and wasted no time in piercing his side, ending the king of all dragons.

"No!" Valka cried, hopelessly reaching out to it.

Hiccup lifted his helmet, breath shaking in disbelief as he shook his head. The newly appointed alpha roared and reveled in its victory, calling the free flying dragons to it. Dread sunk into the dragon master's stomach like cold lead.

"We've won. Now, FINISH HER!" Drago commanded, pointing his staff to Cloudjumper and Valka. The two dodged and weaved to avoid the alpha's icy breath, but it caught on Cloudjumper's tail, slowing their escape.

"No," Stoick said, "Hold on!" he yelled as he mounted Skullcrusher and they took to the sky flying after the struggling dragon. Valka was knocked from her perch and she lost her grip, plummeting to the ground with a yell. Stoick leapt from his dragon, catching her in his arms and landed against a wall of ice before sliding down just as the alpha turned towards them. He pulled Valka into his arms and behind a section of jutting ice to avoid the alpha's gaze.

"Stop!" Hiccup yelled as he and Toothless landed before Drago on the other side of the battlefield. "Stop!"

Drago laughed, "This is the great Dragon Master? The son of Stoick the Vast? What shame he must feel," he sneered.

"All of this loss, and for what? To become unstoppable? To rule the world? Dragons, they-they are kind amazing creatures that can bring people together!"

"Or tear them apart," Drago retorted, seemingly removing the armour of his arm only to lift it off completely and revealing a stump to Hiccups surprise. "You see, I know what it is to live in fear, to see my village burned. My family taken. But even as a boy I left with nothing and vowed to rise above the fear of dragons, and liberate the people of this world."

"Then why a dragon army?"

"Well, you need dragons to conquer other dragons."

"Or maybe you need dragons to conquer people, to control those who follow you, and to get rid of those who won't," Hiccup said, his resentment towards Drago growing.

Bludvist chuckled darkly, "Clever boy."

"The world wants peace," Hiccup said in earnest, trying with all his might to persuade, to convince. "And we have the answer back on Berk. Just let me show you-"

"NO! Let me show YOU," Drago interrupted before yelling out another dragon call, spear swinging for the attention of the alpha.

Upon hearing its master it abandoned its search for Valka and turned to head their way.

Stoick looked out to the source of the call, "What…"

And then he saw it, his son's slight frame next to Drago's mountain of a figure.

"HICCUP!"

His body geared into overdrive, adrenaline spiking to propel him towards the pride of Berk, his successor, his only son. Valka and Gobber trailed behind him as they bolted towards Hiccup.

"No dragon can resist the alpha's command. So he who controls the alpha," Drago explained as he lifted his spear, "Controls them all." Its sharp tip was then turned towards Toothless, and with it followed the alpha's gaze.

Slitted pupils pierced him. The Night Fury flinched and thrashed against the pressure in his head. It hurt. It was uncomfortable. It was wrong. The world turned a murky red and grew distant in his ears. He tried to fight against it, tried to throw off the powerful hand of influence off his skull but it was a vain effort.

"Toothless?" he heard his rider ask, "T-Toohless you okay bud? What's going on?"

"Witness true strength. Strength of will over others," Drago said with force. His stare was as hard and dark as the alpha's, never leaving Hiccup while the Night Fury strained against the control.

Toothless fell in his head, as if the ground had disappeared beneath his feet and the world grew dark through his contracted pupils. He could hear and see, but couldn't comprehend the movement around him. His world was an echoed whisper in a sea of shadows, and it felt like a guiding light, soft and shimmering with sugar coated malice.

He followed it.

"In the face of it. You are nothing."

Drago motioned to Hiccup with his spear and Toothless heard the low whisper in his mind and abided its command to turn on his rider.

"Uhh… what did he just tell you?" Hiccup asked uneasily as he backed away. "Toothless! C'mon! What's the matter with you?" he demanded, and received no reply. "No no no no, c'mon what are you doing?! Knock it off! Stop! Snap out of it!"

Hiccup's silhouette was shrouded in darkness in the mind of the dragon, and he watched the Night Fury's limbs move stiffly as if they were crawling through molasses. Panic flared within him when his voice had no effect, "Toothless no! TOOHLESS!" he cried desperately as Drago turned to walk away, a grin of triumph contorting the scarred face.

"Don't!" his voice cracked and in the distance he heard his father call out his name.

"SON!" Stoick cried in response to Hiccup's desperate yell.

Hiccup averted his terrified gaze from Toothless to see the chief of Burk racing towards him. He held up a hand in warning, "Dad NO-"

I know almost none of this is anything new. Super lame of me I know. I KNOW I KNOW I KNOW.

I'll be adding more to this later when I get home from work so don't worry, stay tuned and review if you liked it!