Drago's Bewilderbeast stared at Toothless, as if he was sending some sort of silent message to the Night fury. Sure enough, Toothless stared right back at him, receiving the message. His eyes narrowed into mere slits.
Hiccup looked at Toothless, confused. What was going on? Toothless turned around and stared at Hiccup, who was now beginning to understand what had happened. The dragon was now under the control of the Bewilderbeast.
"Uhh, what did he just tell you to do?" he asked. Toothless showed no sign that he understood what his rider and best friend was saying. Through the dragon's eyes, the boy was nothing but a blurry outline with no details. The Night fury continued forward, lightly growling.
"Toothless, no! Stop!" But the dragon didn't "stop." Hiccup couldn't believe what was going on. No. No, this can't be happening! He was going to die, and this time, he was sure of it. He was going to be killed by his own best friend! In the distance, Stoick heard something. He looked over and saw Hiccup and Drago. "Hiccup," he whispered, scared for his only son.
Meanwhile, Toothless was continuing to approach Hiccup, seemingly unable to snap out of his trance. "Toothless! STOP! Snap out of it!" Hiccup demanded. The dragon paid no heed.
"HICCUP!" Hiccup looked over and saw his father running toward the scene. No way would he let his father die because of him. He heard the sound he knew all too well. The sound of gas building up at the back of Toohless' throat. Stoick continued running. "DAD! NO!" Toothless ignited the gas... and fired.
There was a large blast and the entire area was clouded in smoke. As soon as it cleared, Stoick stood up. He then panicked. Where was Hiccup? "Stoick!" He looked over and saw Valka kneeling over a body. His eyes widened. "Hiccup," he whispered. Stoick ran over to Valka. The body belonged to Hiccup. Valka listened for a heartbeat, any sign of life. She looked at Stoick with a solemn and tearful look on her face. He was gone. They hugged each other and cried over the body of their son.
Meanwhile, Toothless was just coming out of his trance. He notice Stoick and Valka crying over a body. Whose body? Slowly, he made his way over. He noticed it was Hiccup's body. Stoick looked at the dragon. Anger filled the man's eyes. "You. You did this." The dragon looked down sadly, and, knowing he was not welcome, suddenly ran off. Valka looked at Stoick. "It wasn't his fault, Stoick. You know that. Dragons under the control of bad people do bad things." Stoick knew that. "You're right," he said. It was Drago's fault. He felt nothing but anger and hatred for the man who had killed his only son. He would get his revenge.
The other riders, along with Gobber and Eret, were soon surrounding the area, looking solemnly at the sight before them. They would get revenge, too, for the death of their friend. But first, Hiccup would need to have a proper send off to Valhalla.