THIS IS OMEGAMAN17 WITH AN IMPORTANT UPDATE!

THIS IS THE SAME STORY (in a way) OF MY "THE SEARCH FOR THE NIGHT FURIES" THAT I POSTED AND WROTE BEFORE

HOWEVER…THANKS TO THE EFFORTS OF HAPPY-JOYFUL…THE STORY IS A LOT BETTER THAN IT WAS!

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*CLEARS THROAT* ANYWHO! I WILL BE DOING SHOUTOUTS ON REVEIWS THAT WE RECEIVE!

SO. WITHOUT FURTHER ADU….

ENJOY "THE SEARCH FOR THE NIGHT FURIES (REDONE EDITION)!

The Search for the Night Furies

(Redone)

Chapter 1 Attack!

"Ahhh!" Sam yelled from his boat while attempting to tie down the sails. "Why did it have to storm?! Ack! The gods hate me!"

A little backstory, you ask? Sam is the son of the Great Chief Jerik. His father was the leader of the Dunkerton's tribe that was famous for its circus acts and plays. Almost everyone on Murk Island (the Dunkerton's island) knew how to throw or juggle swords and knives, or other miscellaneous objects. However, Chief Jerik hated the mere thought of war and violence, so he made a peace treaty with the tribes of the surrounding area - including Berk, the Outcasts, and the Berserkers. Of all of these allies, Berk proved to be his favorite.

Sam grunted, finally succeeding in tying down the mast. "There!" Sam exclaimed as he finally got the sail tied down. "Now stay down! Where in Thor's name am I?" he asked himself as he walked up to the rudder to try and gain control of the ship. "I didn't think Berk was this far away!" He shouted, frustrated. As he was trying to get his bearings, a massive wave came up and crashed onto the ship cutting the mast clear off the deck, while filling the hull with seawater. "Thor Almighty!" Sam yelled in disgust and surprise, "Can nothing go right today?!" Just as he finished saying that, the ship crashed into the rocks at the shore that Sam wasn't able to see due to the severe, pelting wind and rain. "Ahhhh!" He yelled as he was thrown into the ship's hull and knocked unconscious by the falling debris.

(Flashback)
Sam's POV

"Come on bro!" My sister Cary shouted at me, "Dad's at the docks already! Alvin the Treacherous is visiting today and Dad wanted us to be down there when he got here."

Alvin the Treacherous - somehow that man gave me the creeps... If anything, because of his size, and the way he looks down at you, like you're a bug he could squish with his shoe. I mean the man is HUGE! He can throw a Deadly Nadder sixty feet, and the man is a monster! But then, he also has an incredibly vast army and navy that could wipe out any rival that gets in their way. Alvin is, in my mind, one of our most dangerous allies. Then again, we are also allied with the Berserker tribe ruled by the infamous Dagger the Deranged. Dagger, his name is very fitting. He goes berserk all the time, and he is always deranged. (Don't tell him I said that. He scares me too, though honestly he probably scares everyone – isn't that kind of the point? I mean, his name is Dagger) Out of all of my father's allies, the only one that I actually trust would be Stoick the Vast of Berk. The man is just as large as Alvin, sure, but he is much kinder and gentler than Alvin, making him a much better man. Plus, he doesn't look down on you like you're a bug to squish.

"Hey! Wake up Johnny Daydream! We need to get to the docks!" My sister said loudly, as she nudged me out of my stupor.
"You know," I responded, after shaking my head to clear it, "I'd rather work in the smithy for a few hours. If Alvin wants to see me, which I sincerely doubt, you can tell him where I am."

"Alright, but Dad's not going to be happy when he finds out." she replied, setting her hands on her hips in a defiant way.

"He will understand. Now run along." I told my little sister, encouraging her to go.

"Okay, I'll see you later Sam." She winked and waved as she walked away.

"Likewise," I told her as I walked into the smithy and started making another sword for my juggling act. Of all of the people on Murk, I was the one who juggled the sharpest and lightest swords. The trick was to use the light-weight material that Gronckles spew up every now and again. It's just getting it that's hard - you know, with Gronckles being a species of dragon and all - and to the people of Murk, dragons are a very, very big problem.

Third person

"Hey Dad." Cary said as she approached her father, Jerik, at the docks.

"Hey sweetheart, where's Sam?" Jerik asked his daughter.

"He's in the shop. He said that he had some things to get done."
"Alright, I'll talk to him later." Jerik replied, with a questioning tone
The two of them stood next to each other on the docks, watching the bay as the Outcast navy came into view with the Berserker Navy not far behind.

"Daddy?" Cary asked, "Was Dagger supposed to come today?"

"No." Chief Jerik answered, "But I am sure that it's all alright. Maybe Dagger is coming to trade with our merchants."

"He scares me, Daddy." Cary stated, her voice wavering in nervousness.

"I know, honey," Jerik replied gently, "but we need his armada's protection. Without that, we are very venerable to attacks and invasions from other clans."

"Jerik!" Alvin exclaimed with a fake smile as he stepped off of his ship onto the dock. "It has been too long since we saw each other last."

"Yes," Jerik replied, eyeing him warily, "it's been about a year since we signed the treaty of your protection for my people."

"Yeah, about that...I'm going to have to cancel that treaty." Alvin said in a sinister way as two of his men went behind the chief and Cary.

"What's going on Alvin?" Jerik asked, gazing at him cautiously.

"Well, you see Jerik, this island of Murk is not really showing much profit for me - and I intend to fix that."

Jerik looked taken aback, as he had been giving him twenty percent of the profits from their circus acts and had no idea that it wasn't enough. "How?" Jerik asked, completely unknowing.

"Is this really a question? You know exactly what I mean." Once Alvin finished speaking that last word, he drew his sword and drove it through Chief Jerik's chest, all within a second.

"Daddy!" Cary yelled in utter pain.

"Shut up!" Alvin snapped as he slit her throat, destroying her alongside her father.

"He killed the chief!" One of the Murkians that happened to be passing by the docks yelled in surprise.

"Kill him." Alvin commanded his men.

Once they finished their evil deed, Alvin told them to find Sam.

"In order for me to fully take Murk, I need that boy killed." He ordered his two men.

"Yes sir!" They responded swiftly as they left to find the young chieftain.

"You there!" Alvin caught the attention of one of his sailors, "Give Dagger the signal to open fire on Murk. We take the island now!"

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