Hey readers! This takes place -like the summary implies- after How to Train Your Dragon 2! I do hope you enjoy reading it as much as I adored writing it! Remember, I love feedback, so if you guys could leave some reviews I will deeply appreciate it! Anyways, here we go... Enjoy :D!

"Kill him... Kill your precious rider." The words, although spoken aloud, echoed in the Night Fury's mind, pressuring him to do what ordered.

He struggled against the beast's command, his form numbing as he did so.

"I can't... Please..." It was a hushed murmur, barely audible amongst the melee surrounding him.

"You will." This time, the voice jarred against his consciousness. Burning pain seared his forehead. He couldn't think properly... Everything was becoming a blur. The sound he heard was no longer apparent. It was more of a distant scrapping sound, drowned out by a single voice; the Alpha's voice.

His optics of immaculate emerald strayed toward the human in front of him; his friend, his rider.

However, the dragon was no longer in possession of his actions. Instead, he was a simple tool for slaughter, a mere toy to be used in battle.

"Kill, kill, kill." The words were becoming more of a chant.

His maw opened in response and, aiming at the boy, he commenced charging a plasma blast. It was mere moments later that the Night Fury's form rippled as he unleashed his lethal assault. Yet before it could land on its target, something rushed up to intercepted it. Then...

"Good morning Alpha, how did you sleep?!"

The sudden inquiry resonated from exterior of his house made his head jerk up violently. Trying in vain to clear his blurry optics, he looked around for the source of the voice. The nightmare of the past was fading like a wisp of smoke in the wind. It occurred so frequently nowadays that he payed little heed, as much as it pained him.

"Alpha, do my scales look too dark or too light?"

A yawn tugged its way through his throat, forcing his maw to open in a drowsy fashion. His ear twitched, trying to calculate and pinpoint where exactly these dragons were outside.

Did they not know he was sleeping?

Of course they didn't. The thought made him wrinkle his snout in dismay. This was everyday now!

"Cod or salmon, Alpha?"

His acoustics made out a tiny scrabble of claws and something wet dropped on his forehead. A bellow of surprise escaped him and he leaped to his paws throwing off the wet substance.

The fish clattered to the floor, its lacteal eyes seeming to mock his surprise.

"What in Odin's-" He started, abruptly hearing a squeak of alarm.

"My deep apologies, Alpa, sir.. I just wanted..." He turned, spotting a minute dragon trembling at the window sill. It was a Terrible Terror!

"It is alright," the black dragon muttered. Again, he was still getting use to having dragons actually give him amends when they accidentally made contact with him. He still did not understand it. The Alpha was to gain the respect of the dragons, not the fear. What was he doing wrong?

"It is alright," Toothless mumbled with some sort of amusement. He never actually did like Terrible Terrors, but some of them were just... comical.

The Night Fury leaned down, grasping the fish between his teeth. "Thank you for the token though," he stated.

"I-it is my honor, Alpha." With that, the Terrible Terror dispersed from the small opening, vanishing from his sight.
His ears twitched, catching the words, "The Alpha spoke to me!"

He rolled his eyes. He didn't see the Villagers saying that when Hiccup talked to them.
Hiccup.. The sudden name made him shift his direction toward his rider's bed.
Nothing.

Toothless nudged his muzzle under his human's blankets. His rider's scent was strong, but still he didn't see him.
He was not in the room.

He dispelled himself from his and Hiccup's slumbering area and felt his paws lead him down the stairs.
"Morning bud," he heard Hiccup say confidently.

He sighed in relief. Good. His rider was safe.
"Morning to you too," Toothless murmured, knowing his rider only heard the croon he emitted.

"Sleep well?"

The dragon inclined his head into a nod. He then tucked his wings to his sides, observing his human companion closely.
Was it just him, or was he smiling mischievously?

Ignoring the impish grin, a delectable smell drifted into his nostrils.
At first, he thought Hiccup's mother and her companion had brought fresh fish, but to Toothless's deep disappointment, Valka was nowhere to be seen.

Though spotting Cloudjumper nearby made pleasure tingle inside of him instead.
He had grown close to both Cloudjumper and Valka, both being extremely kind.
"'Morning," Toothless called to him, settling down on the basket of cod that had already been laid out for him. The same scent that he had detected wreathed from his breakfast.

Cloudjumper turned his head and cocked it.
"Good morning, Toothless."
A sigh of relief escaped him. It had been two months with the battle with the Bewilderbeast and already everyone had settled down to solely calling him by his new earned title.

He had been proud the first couple of days until the word 'Alpha' had been imprinted in his head.
Toothless found comfort to the fact at least one dragon wasn't calling him that.
The black beast swallowed down a fish, the succulence of it making him lick his maw.
"My mistake, Alpha," Cloudjumper suddenly said with a dip of his head.
Toothless moaned. "Not you too!" he grumbled, getting a look from Hiccup. To his rider, he probably heard a lazy growl.
"Something amiss, Toothless?" he called as he prepared his own breakfast.
"Very amiss," he replied with a groan. "Tell them to stop calling me Alpha!"
Hiccup strode over and patted Toothless on the head. "Yeah, I know how you feel. Y'know… How leading everyone now?"
The black dragon sighed in relief. Hiccup had that strange way of telling how the dragon was feeling. Almost as if he could understand him.
He glared over at Cloudjumper and said, "No need to call me Alpha!"
"It is the tradition," he said in that wisdom-talk speech.
His paw found his face as he did what the humans called a facepalm.
"Tell you what," Hiccup pressed Toothless, eyeing Cloudjumper suspiciously. "Today you don't have to go to the conference, alright?"
The Night Fury's head shot up from the basket and look of surprise mingled with excitement.

"You mean it?" he asked in a happy growl. The conferences Hiccup attended-now that he was chief-was usually about exploring new lands, though today's was about something of boredom. When that happened, Toothless would roll around and make a mess out of everything.
"And then later we can go flying, deal?"
"Deal!" he purred, bounding around the house and sending chairs flying.
"Easy there bud," his rider laughed returning to getting his food done.
Cloudjumper stared at Toothless with amusement.
"What?" the Night Fury protested with another toothless grin.

The sun had finally risen to its peak and already Toothless was confronting to his dragons needs.
His head turned at a peculiar question, but was interrupted as he felt a small shove from his jaw line.
He looked over to see Hiccup.
Toothless's ears perked at the sight of him. He was dressed in his rider's outfit.
The Night Fury still wondered how he fitted all those gadgets.

"I'll be at the Great Hall if you need anything," Hiccup whispered turning to clasp hands with Astrid as they left.
Toothless's eyes narrowed with amusement at the sudden contact. Already they seemed to be partners, but-as he often seen humans doing- they needed to do some type of ritual whereas lots and lots of humans would come and join them.
"Hey Cloudjumper?" he called, spotting the familiar hulky outline of the dragon.
His head turned like an owl's. "Yes, Alpha?"
Toothless flattened his ears at this but went on. "Could you stay in charge while I check the borders?"
"It would be my honor," the Stormcutter said with a bow.

Toothless nodded. Alleviation washed through him. At least he didn't have to worry about dragons pestering him while he tried to think. His head turned in the direction of the forest and that's exactly where he aimed for. He dashed toward the undergrowth his paw-steps falling into step with the soft grass.
His slow trot suddenly began a gallop, the trees blurring at his speed.

Where to relax? he thought to himself as he continued up ahead. His thoughts whirled in deep concentration. Splash. He felt his paw make contact with a chilled liquid. It soaked his paw as he noted the puddle. He grumbled in annoyance, shaking it to rid himself of the frigid water.
He sighed, starting up again hoping to dry his now drenched paw. Water never came to him as a friend, just an enemy able to burn out his fire.

With that in mind he finally skidded to a halt, his optics scanning the overlapping sea stretching out into the horizon. He wished he could take off and fly; feel the pressure of wind under his colossus-lenghted wings. However, he knew he could not take off without Hiccup.

Did he really deserve being Alpha?
The thought made him sigh.
Hiccup… He looked away from the afternoon sun, another name radiating through his mind. His heart suddenly felt as if it had been stabbed.
Stoick…
He pressed his eyes together, clenching his teeth.
I should have tried harder, he thought with despair. I could have killed Hiccup… But instead…
"Alpha!?" The new voice arouse him from his troubled thinking.
He turned, noticing it was Stormfly. Toothless was about to object at the title-after all he never saw Astrid calling Hiccup chief- but paused at the urgency of her voice.
"Whatever do you need?" he prodded, cocking his head.
"A dragon… Washed up on shore… Unidentifiable," the Nadder panted, bowing in respect to Toothless.
The Night Fury nodded questionably.
"Location?" he asked.
"I'll lead you."
The Deadly Nadder shot into the sky, hovering just as close to the ground as possible for Toothless to see.

He dipped his head and she flew forward with a gust of speed. Toothless reared onto his hinds-somewhat like a horse would do-and leaped forward, his paws thudding in rhythm with the land.

The trees passed by and he caught glimpses of different colored pelts as he flashed by dragons.
He lead them now. His priority was to protect them.
The Alpha protects them all. He remembered what Cloudjumper had told him.

With the new assignment at paw, he continued to trek down the path the Deadly Nadder was leading him. Debris shielding his path and he was automatically forced to skid to a careening halt.

With a snort of haughty disdain, an echoing sound started in his chest makings it way up his throat before finally...
Boom.

The hindrance exploded into tiny shards allowing him entry forward. Stormfly had continued on. Either she had not seen him get caught up in the obstacle or it-whatever it was- was too important to loose sight of. His ears perked inquisitively. Interesting theories formed into his mind.
Was it a new dragon?

It was an interesting hypothesis. He enjoyed meeting new species, especially his rider who adored being involved with dragons. Toothless thought about him affectionately. One of the many reasons he liked his companion.
He stretched his limbs, continuing forward again with thick bounds.

It was only several minutes later did he hear the familiar trickle of the waves. The ocean itself was vivid with gorgeous hues of blues, filling his gaze with a sort of lightish teal tinge, mimicking his Charged spinal scales.
The sand was also luminous, radiating heat as the sun climbed higher into the sky.

The Night Fury had always been curious to how it was rarely hot and almost always cold. It was if surprising occasions like this, the sun will radiate with its warmed strands of light. He walkways thought of it with good-spirits.

With an encouraged grin, he followed to where Stormfly had landed, her right wing had folded but she brandished her left, mentioning him forward. The Alpha followed her lead, extremely interested at what dragon she had found.

At first, his thoughts couldn't comprehend what he was seeing.

Was this some type of hallucination? A hoax? Surely what he was looking at was unreal. Surely...
He just stared, his eyes narrowing to slits as he stepped forward. For what he saw made his blood chill. His heart seemed to stop as he leaned to take in a closer view.

Lying in front of him in a heap of scales, was nothing other then another Night Fury.