A/N Hello, all. Look, I know I said I'd do regular updates on my other stories, but this plot idea has been biting me in the typing fingers for months, saying "write me! write me! write me!"

I finally decided to listen...

So, this is gonna be a three-shot (is that even a thing? I think it is.) and I feel like I need to give decent warning.

CHAPTERS TWO AND THREE WILL BE M-RATED!

Not for sexual content, but for BLOOD, VIOLENCE, and CHARACTER DEATHS(yes, you read that right, it's plural). Just...no graphic descriptions of death..at least I don't think so. Okay. Here we go.

CHAPTER ONE

Hiccup sat atop his wooden throne, watching over his people as they prepared for battle. He had never wanted this war to happen, but it was his fault. He had released the dragon Furious from his prison under the island of Berserk.

He could still remember the terror of walking through those doors and seeing an eye open, an eye as big as sixteen tall men, wide as the wings of two Typhoomerangs. Watching the beast rise up onto his four massive legs, and Hiccup's terror had only intensified when the dragon spoke.

"You, human. What are you doing here? Did the other monsters sacrifice you? Should I eat you? Did you come down here because you had a death wish?"

Hiccup had managed to choke out, "No..I'm looking for my dragon."

Furious had laughed, and the sound brought dust raining down from the ceiling.

"Your dragon? That dragon is not yours, or anyone else's. He is his own. But, then again, humans are monsters enough to think they can own their own kind, so what is a dragon to them?"

"He's not my slave!" Hiccup had burst out. "He's my best friend!"

Furious's ears twitched. "Your best friend. How quaint. Tell me, do human hatchlings grow stupider as they grow older?"

"It's the truth."

"Of course it is."

Hiccup had turned to leave, but Furious had stopped him.

"By the way, I know where the Night Fury is."

Hiccup whipped around. "Where is he? Is he aright? How do you know?"

Furious chuckled darkly. "I know because he is my kind, and he has been screaming for you for the past ten minutes."

"Is he is pain? Where is he? TELL ME!"

Furious extended his claws, twenty five feet of razor sharp death. "No. I won't tell you where he is. But...yes, he is in pain. So is that human girl...what's her name? Heather? They've got her chained up. And your other friends."

"Why?"

"For the Ceremony."

"What Ceremony?"

"The Dead Of Night Ceremony."

"What's the Dead Of Night Ceremony?"

"It is when the Berserkers sacrifice all of their enemies...to me."

Hiccup's mouth went dry. "What-"

"They will be my supper. Wait...what's that?"

Furious cocked his gargantuan head to one side.

"Oh...I see."

"What? What is it?"

"I hear two heartbeats in one body."

"What is that supposed to mean?"

"The blond human female..in the cell with the..." Furious took a deep sniff.

"...Nadder..." Hiccup's breath caught. Astrid...

Furious looked down at Hiccup. "If she were my kind, I would say that she is carrying an egg. But she is human. She is carrying a human cub."

Hiccup couldn't move. He and Astrid had been married for several months...but this was so sudden, so...wrong. Not here. He shouldn't have found out here. He should have found out at home, with everyone safe and sound, not captured by Heather's crazy cousin who wanted to feed them all to Furious.

Furious chuckled. "A bit surprised, human?"

"Why?" Hiccup choked out. "Why do you eat humans?"

Furious growled. "Why do humans eat dragon?"

"Vikings don't! It's the Romans!"

"Doesn't matter. Humans are humans."

"What do you want? I'll give you anything. Will you help us? Will you..not eat anyone?"

Furious lowered his great head down to Hiccup's level and stared at him with a huge, acid-green eye.

"Free me." He rumbled.

"What?"

"Free me. I will help you tonight. But after that I will call the dragons to war. I will wipe out the scourge of humans from this world and leave it for my own kind. Humans are so petty, so violent, so stupid and vain and self-centered and cruel. Did you know what Romans do to some of their prisoners? No. And you don't want to either. And you Vikings. Your tribe condones keeping slaves, even though it is outlawed on Berk. You're no better than the rest of them."

Hiccup was speechless, frantic, planning, thinking...

"Give us a year." He blurted.

"What?"

"Give us a year of freedom. Then you can come. But we will fight back."

"I expect nothing less. Then do we have an accord?"

"We do."

"Swear it on your life."

"I swear on my life to release you, as per our deal."

"Good..."

"Daddy?"

Hiccup was pulled out of his memories by a little girl with blond hair and green eyes, coming over to sit by him.

"Hey, baby." Hiccup said softly. Toothless lifted his tired head up from his paws to sniff at the girl before resting again.

The girl stood before him in a pale green dress, shivering in the cold early morning air.

"C'mere, Ashala."

He picked her up and cuddled her, trying to keep her warm.

"Daddy, what's going to happen? Mama said that the dragons want to fight us. Why do the dragons want to fight us? Tickle likes me. And Toothless likes you."

Hiccup sighed.

"Did no one tell you anything?"

"No."

"Well, there's a big Alpha dragon, like Toothless, named Furious, doesn't like humans at all. He wants us all dead. So he put the dragons under something called the Red-Rage. It means that they can't think for themselves and have to do whatever Furious says. They whisper mean things about humans to scare us. There are some dragons who aren't under the Red-Rage and just don't like humans. Furious is over there at Dead Man's Cove-" Hiccup pointed across the bay- "and he and his dragons are going to come and fight with us. But I have a plan. I have something that Furious is scared of. The only thing he's scared of. I'm going to tell him that if he doesn't release the dragons from the Red-Rage and go away forever, then I'm going to hurt him with it."

"Are you going to hurt him, Daddy?" Ashala twisted to look up at him.

Hiccup hesitated before answering her. "I don't know."

"Hiccup."

He looked up. All of his friends and allies and family were there, with looks in his eyes that he knew meant that they wanted to say goodbye. Just in , most of them, at least. Astrid came and picked up Ashala, who squirmed and wrapped her arms around Astrid's neck.

"Hiccup, it's time."

He nodded and stood up.

Valka came and wrapped her arms around her son. "Fight well." she whispered. She released him and stepped back.

Ruffnut and Tuffnut came forward next.

"Hiccup...you go tell that dragon." Ruffnut said weakly.

"Yeah. Give him Hel from us." Tuffnut said.

"Come back safely." Eret told him.

"I always knew yeh had it in yeh, Hiccup." Gobber said with an overenthusiastic hug. "Knock 'em dead. Well, yeh know wha' I mean."

"Good luck." Heather clapped him on the shoulder. "We've got your back."

Camicazi hugged him so hard he thought his ribs would crack. "Don't you die on me, Hiccup Horrendous Haddock the Third."

"Thank you for everything, Hiccup." Fishlegs said. "I'd be dead now if it wasn't for you."

"We'll take care of things down 'ere." Alvin told him.

The other Chiefs and Chieftainesses all came and offered Hiccup good luck, or fight safe, or come back, King.

Excellinor spat at his feet and told him she was only doing this because the alternative was death.

Viggo and Ryker, her sons, at least had the decency to pretend to be polite.

"You've always been a worthy opponent, Hiccup." Viggo said. "Though if you die, you do know that I'll take up your spot as King and kill your family, right?" He smiled and moved on.

Ryker growled out, "Family is everything. However, even though you're related to me, my only fealty to you is because you're my King. Remember that, Haddock."

Astrid wrapped her arms around him, and he snaked his around her waist. Ashala clung to both of them.

"I love you, Hiccup."

"I love you, Astrid."

"What about me?"

They smiled at her.

"We love you, too, Ashala"

They three stood tangled together, until the sound of thousands of dragons roaring echoed from Dead Man's Cove, and then they broke apart.

"Positions." Hiccup ordered tersely. Astrid took Ashala and ran off. Everyone else scattered to different spots in the ruined city, and Hiccup could hear them ordering their forces to attention.

We will stand together, Hiccup thought defiantly, knowing Furious could hear. We will stand together, and fight together, all Vikings, united, for the first time in a thousand years. We will prevail. We will win. Do you hear me, Furious? You're going down.

Toothless came up and stood at Hiccup's side and growled at the masses and masses of dragons rising into the air across the bay, thousands and thousands, blocking out the sunrise, turning the sky dark. Little pinpoints of light from torches and the few dragons on the human's side were the only sources of light.

We will win, Furious. You remember, don't you? You remember loving a human like a brother. Why would you throw that away? It doesn't matter. The only thing that matters is us stopping you before you hurt anyone else. We will release the dragons you are forcing to fight. Forcing to abandon nests, abandon hatchlings, abandon wounded mates and siblings and children. You hear? We're going to stop you.

An immense, colossal, mountainous shape rose up among the flock of dragons, and his roar was so loud that Hiccup's hair flew back and he clenched his eyes shut for a moment.

"I WILL DESTROY YOU, HICCUP HORRENDOUS HADDOCK THE THIRD! I WILL MAKE YOU WISH YOU WERE NEVER BORN!"

Hiccup swung up onto the saddle.

"Let's go, bud."

A/N Hi..so, as you may have noticed, this is a crossover of the books and the movies. I just sort of took the story line of the books and added it to the movies. So...yeah. Please don't hate on this. Thank you for reading it. It means a lot to me.