Hey guys! I'm sorry I haven't updated my other stories for a while, my laptop was having some problems and I just couldn't wait to make this fanfic (I'm extremely impatient) even though, yes I did just start another fanfic but I didn't want to wait any longer. *insert nervous laugh here*
"Are you saying that you can control dragons? That's preposterous!" The Berkian chief, Stoick the Vast exclaimed.
"Oh, I can, trust me. All you have to do is bow down to me." The stranger Drago Bludvist said as the chieftains in the hall burst into laughter.
"Like we would ever bow down to you!" Stoick said between fits of laughter.
"Fine! See how well you'll do without me!" Drago yelled before stomping out of the hall.
Then the roof started to flame up and armored dragons descended and started to light the hall on fire.
"Everyone! Get out of the hall!" Stoick screamed as the other chiefs tried to run for the door, only to have dragons fly in front of the only exit.
Then, the dragons started to attack, killing the chiefs by the dozen.
"NO!" Stoick screamed as he watched one of his best chief friends, Jerrik of the Asarta tribe, being burned to death.
"Okay you filthy dragons! Come get me!" Stoick screamed as three dragons noticed him and attacked at the same time. Luckily, another chief got one of the dragons to notice him and it forgot about Stoick and attacked the other man.
"Give me all you got!" He yelled as one of the dragons pounced at Stoick, unfortunately for the dragon, Stoick dodged it and it couldn't get up fast enough and Stoick took his sword and plunged it deep into the dragon's heart.
Then, the other dragon lunged and gave Stoick a really deep, long cut. Then Stoick's adrenaline kicked in and he took his sword and stabbed the dragon, but missed its heart. But to Stoick's horror it still had enough energy to pin him down and as he saw its mouth fill up with gas, fear filled him.
"NO! Val needs me! Hicc-" Stoick couldn't finish his sentence because the dragon went for the finishing blow.
"No." One of the guards said, who was looking inside at the blood bath.
"What happened?" Another guard asked.
"A dragon just killed the last chief standing." The first guard said.
"What are those tribes going to do?" A different guard asked.
"I don't know. The youngest chief was 30 and I heard that he had a newborn." The second guard said.
"Does he have any siblings?" Another guard asked.
"No, his wife with a newborn has to be a chieftess." The first guard said.
"Do you know what the chief's name was?" The third guard asked.
"Stoick, Stoick the Vast." The first guard said.
Sorry this chapter was short, I wanted to save the village's and Valka's reaction for the next chapter.