YAY! NEW BOOK! WHOO!
First off, I would like to personally thank all of those who read my first two fanfics ("How Not To Celebrate Your Birthday", and "How Not To Lead Your Armada"), and who are looking forward to this (I know I AM!). Now, for some shout-outs:
Forever Me: YES! SO MUCH YES! Fireworm army and Terrible Terror army collide! We will take down Dagur the Deranged! Make him pay! We can start by sending the Terrors out one at a time until they successfully get Dagur surrounded. Then, we'll send out the Fireworms to pin him down. Then, we'll get the Terrors and Fireworms to GIVE IT THEIR BEST SHOT! :) YES YES! What should our army be called, Forever Me? And yes, I LOVE updating, obviously! I try to do it quickly, because I know some people enjoy fast updates. Thanks again, and thank you for the virtual cookies! :)
Other: This fanfic has MAJOR How To Train Your Dragon 2 spoilers, just a warning. Enjoy! Virtual spice-cake with browned butter frosting for everyone!
"Sir, we're nearing Berk," said a soldier to their leader. It was black that night; midnight to be exact. There was no moon, and the dark sky filled with even darker rain clouds blocked out the stars.
This was the perfect time to lay out a surprise attack against all of Berk.
If, he were after all of Berk.
But not for now. No, for now he was after one man: Hiccup Horrendous Haddock the Third. After he was out of the picture, Berk would be easily taken down. Without a heir, it would fall into depression.
Dagur the Deranged stood at the bow of the one ship they brought for he occasion, twiddling his axe in his hand, sharpening it with a rock, pausing every now and then to eye his reflection in the metal blade.
"Good," said Dagur. "As soon as it's in sight, we'll hide the boat, and then prepare the traps."
"The traps, sir?" asked the soldier.
"For the DRAGONS!" shouted Dagur. "Hiccup isn't going to be without his NIGHT FURY! Don't you know ANYTHING!?"
Dagur glared daggers at the soldier before turning to the twenty nine others he had brought with him.
"Hide the ship," said Dagur, "set the traps, and wait in hiding. As soon as the Night Fury gets caught, then we move. Take all available evidence with you as well, including said Night Fury. If anyone else is with Hiccup, knock them out and take them, too. Dragon included if he-or she-is riding one."
"Then what, sir?" asked the same soldier.
"Then," said Dagur, "we move to the Meeting Place. Berserk wouldn't be a safe place to hide Hiccup, or his Night Fury, because the other Berkians will be expecting it. We'll hide them. And by the time they find out where he is-" Dagur paused, looking at his axe, "-it will be too late."
After silently landing on Berk, some of Dagur's men remained on the ship to hide it and guard it, while Dagur took a majority of his best soldiers out to hide somewhere they thought Hiccup would go.
Turned out, the first place they spotted was the cove. Dagur held his torch down as low as he dared and looked down into it. He smiled, seeing two or three black scales of a Night Fury.
"The Night Fury must be here sometimes," said Dagur, jumping down and landing with perfect ease on the ground of the cove. "And where the Night Fury is, Hiccup follows. Set the traps, men, and then go for cover," he ordered.
The men did as they were told, soon having set up five bola traps placed in random spots around said area. Soon after, they were done. They went with Dagur and hid behind a large stone at the far corner of it.
"This is perfect," said Dagur. "Don't worry, Hiccup," he said to himself mostly. "Soon, I'll put you and your precious Night Fury out of your misery. And when that happens-bye bye Berk."
Sorry for the shortness of this chapter! I promise none of my other chapters will be this short! It's the beginning of the story, after all, so I had to start it off someway, and I'm terrible at long dialogues. Anyways, thanks! This is the final book to the "How Not To" series, and I-Am-EXCITED! :) Thanks to all! Free virtual yakbutter parfait for everyone!
