Just a small note, this story is rated 'T' for blood and swearing. So if that offends you, you might want to leave.

"They said that there was only one Night Fury left, that he was the last of his kind; but they're wrong. There are more of us; about 5 more including the one on Berk. The rest of us are scattered among four separate mixed dragon clans among the various islands in the archipelago. Burning Embers, Fading Tides, Whispering Breeze, and Hidden Earth are the names of the four clans. Why the hell they're based on the four elements, I'll never know. But that's not the point.

You might think that the whole 'Night Fury' crisis that you hear the humans complaining about constantly is solved now, right? That all along they were worrying for no reason just because one dumbass of our species got himself captured and the rest were nowhere to be found. Well I hate to admit it, but they're right. The mangy humans are actually worrying for a good reason.

My name is Midnight, I 'hail' from Burning Embers, and I'm the last female Night Fury in the archipelago."

A black dragoness sat on the edge of a cliff that overlooked the sea; her blue eyes were ablaze with anger. Her dark gray chest and belly would rise and fall with slow, sharp breaths that only increased her anger.

'Today's the day,' Midnight thought bitterly as she watched the sun rise thus filling the sky with orange and yellow hues. 'Today my entire life will change forever, and there is absolutely nothing I can do about it.'

The Night Fury glanced behind her, her neon blue eyes looking for her parents. Well, adoptive parents, but still parents none the less. They were overbearing, treated her like a hatchling, didn't let her make her own decisions, and were probably the worst alphas she has ever seen. In her opinion at least; everyone else said that they made amazing alphas.

'I don't know who I hate more anymore, my mother and father or the disgrace of a Night Fury I'm supposed to become mates with,' Midnight dug her sharp black claws into the soft ground below her as she ground her teeth together. 'Of course they choose the most perverted, hard headed, narcissistic dragon in the entire world. Why wouldn't they!? It's not like I would ever have a choice, so they might as well make this as close to hell as they can for me! "Oh, you want a caring, smart, and humorous mate, Midnight? Sorry, but you're not getting that. You're marrying this dumbass instead! Have fun!" That's basically what they're saying, even though they thing he's amazing in every way and would provide the best offspring.'

Midnight growled and shot a plasma blast at the ocean, trying in vain to blow off some steam. Before she could try and blow off anymore, a sickeningly sweet voice sliced through the air.

"Midnight!"

The dragoness pinned her long ears to her head as a scowl danced across her features. That would be her mother or the 'she-devil, as Midnight dubbed her as. She glanced behind her only to see a magenta colored Deadly Nadder with bright yellow eyes and an orange Monstrous Nightmare with odd dark green eyes. Sunset and Talon also known as: Her doom.

"We didn't know you would be here! We were looking all over for you!" her mother exclaimed, happily trotting over to the shorter dragoness and nuzzling the top of her head. "Are you ready to go?"

Midnight snorted and moved her head away from her 'mother's' affection. She didn't need her love or signs of affection, and she didn't want it. This Nadder was ruining her life.

"Am I ready to go to the island where the Whispering Breeze clan lives to meet the pathetic reptile I'm going to be forced to spend the rest of my life with? Of course I am Mom! Why wouldn't I be?" the Night Fury replied in a false optimistic tone that was dripping with sarcasm.

The Nadder sighed, her happy expression dropping slightly.

"Midnight, don't be like that. It won't be so bad. Besides, you're doing many good things by doing this!" Sunset exclaimed, her features changing into a look of… Well, Midnight couldn't describe it. But it was that look dragons got when they were trying to sway someone's opinion in the friendliest way possible.

"She's right, honey." Her father chimed in. "You're uniting the Burning Embers and Whispering Breeze clans as well as taking the first step in repopulating the Night Fury's in this area. Don't you want to be a part of that?"

"No! As a matter of fact I really fucking don't!" Midnight swore, whipping around to face the two older dragons.

"Language," her father growled quietly.

Midnight growled and snorted, glaring daggers at the two. Her father didn't like her constant swearing, but her mother learned to pay it no mind.

"Let's just go, sweetie." And with that, her mother took to the skies; no longer wanting to talk about it. Midnight watched as her father quickly followed suit, and with a small roll of her eyes so did she. Midnight knew that she would be wasting her breath if she continued arguing, so she kept her mouth shut. She tried her best to ignore the anger coiling in her stomach as she took in the cool air around her and the feeling of being airborne.

The Night Fury sighed quietly as another mixture of sadness and anger flashed through her being. She looked at the horizon as her head swarmed with thoughts once more.

'At least one good thing will come out of all of this,' she thought as the smallest of smiles made its way to her lips, 'I'll get to see Nightshade again.'

Meanwhile, on a different island a Monstrous Nightmare was lounging in the shade of some trees. His face was emotionless, and he had a far-away look in his eyes but he would occasionally smile and sigh.

'She's coming back today.' He thought as another smile graced his features. 'It's been so long. After all these years, I finally get to see my best friend again. Seeing someone is so much better than sending a messenger.'

He let out a small chuckle, 'Poor Windseeker, at least he can finally give his wings a break for a few days.'

"Dude no way!"

"Yep! The only female Night Fury and she's all mine."

The Monstrous Nightmare's smiled turned into a scowl. He lifted his head off of his paws and quickly found what caused his sudden foul mood. A violet Whispering Death with pale yellow eyes and a light black Night Fury with navy blue streaks adorning his scales were conversing on the edge of the island.

'Of course you bastards would be here.' He thought bitterly while the two dragons continued speaking with one another. 'There's no way in hell I'm letting that happen. I'm not going to sit back and watch as my best friend is forced into marriage with someone like you.'

The dark colored dragon got up from his place under the trees and took to the sky, determination melting onto his features. He would find a way to fix this. He had too.

Holy hell, it took me forever to finally re-write the first chapter of this -_-

Sirius: Does that really surprise you?

Shut your mouth :(

Anyway, in this story I'm basing dragon colors based on the Wikipedia (such a great idea, I know) and the dragon society is a bit more intelligent than in the series and movies. I think it would be interesting to write so… :)

Night: Kate doesn't own How to Train your Dragon or the species. But she does own the OC's

And now, onto re-writing the second chapter. Great -_-

Icestorm: Two steps forward, one step back?

Yay :c