Sorry 'bout the wait. I was brain dead on most stories for a while. ÁdiarfR means: *az-, "point, edge" or "fear,anxiety." djarfr "bold, brave, daring, courageous."

Oh and if anyone has read my other story, Flight, this is the prequel to that story.


1 MONTH LATER

"Ok, ÁdiarfR let's see what you can do," Hiccup looked to his new friend who was sitting on his Skrill, patiently waiting for Hiccup's instructions.

ÁdiarfR nodded and with a light touch Azyru took off, purple wings slicing through the crisp morning air. The duo seemed to fly perfectly with each other as they danced through the sky joyously. Hiccup grudgingly had to admit that both of them sometimes seemed better than him, as if they had known each other for longer than he or Toothless had known each other.

Hiccup watched his new friend and beautiful dragon synchronizing each movement perfectly in cue, twirling, diving and even stalling, to her rider's request. He gasped in shock as Azyru suddenly fell, wings pressed to her sides, but just as she touched the tip of an ocean wave her wings snapped open and she leveled out perfectly to the ocean.

"Yeah! Go ÁdiarfR!" Cheers erupted from the gang as ÁdiarfR landed beside Hiccup, Azyru giving Toothless a conceitedly smug look, which caused him to growl unhappily that some new dragon could do better than him.

"Nice job, ÁdiarfR, you too Azyru. You both have an amazing bond that I have only really seen with Toothless and I," the brown-haired teen admitted to his friend with a happy smile playing across his face. ÁdiarfR smiled at Hiccup and bent down to Azyru and whipered something to her, which she responded to by roaring happily.

Astrid narrowed her eyes, slightly peeved that some new guy, and not her, was getting all of Hiccup's attention and as if to draw attention to her she said, "Hey, Hiccup watch this, Stormfly and I have been improving our response time to each other." Hiccup turned to Astrid and nodded to her curious as to why Astrid suddenly seemed to want to show off to the gang.

Smiling mischievously, Astrid clucked to Stormfly who jetted off the sea stack they were all standing on and dove straight towards the ocean below them. Hiccup cringed as he watched, hoping Astrid wouldn't smash into the wild ocean, but he smiled happily as Stormfly pulled up, wing tips brushing the sea, and spiraled into the cloudy sky.

Hiccup heard one of the twins gasp in awe as the clouds lite up into a palate of fiery reds and rose pinks. From the flame-colored clouds dove a blue speck, flames following her spirals like a trail of mist. Hiccup smiled and with a resounding cheer echoed by his friends, Stormfly pulled out of her dive and landed next to him on the sea stack.

Astrid looked at ÁdiarfR smugly, Stormfly puffing out her chest, mimicking her rider happily. "Amazing Astrid! Just amazing…I can't really describe the beauty of it Astrid," Hiccup congratulated her, grinning like a puppy at Astrid, who seemed happy to bask in his admiration for her skill and prowess on Stormfly.

"Good job Astrid, very stunning show there. I am amazed to admit it but you did better than Hiccup and Toothless did," ÁdiarfR said to Astrid, who looked at him, face paling in shock as ÁdiarfR congratulated her.

"Um, thanks ÁdiarfR," she responded, her voice echoing with shock and a hint of something else even she couldn't figure out.

Hiccup nodded to his friends and said, "Let's get back to Berk, it's almost dinnertime." Fishlegs eye's bugged out at the word dinnertime and instantly he and Meatlug toke off, heading home for Berk.

ÁdiarfR rolled his eyes exasperatedly at the retreating form of Meatlug and with a sharp nudge to Azyru's side toke off after his friends.


Lightning streaked through the sky, hell bent on destroying anything that came close to its home clouds. Each bolt was followed instantly by a resounding boom, which sounded like a hundred raging Thunderdrums. The storm had increased in size and intensity, since a lone rider and his Monstrous Nightmare had flow through it.

"Hang in there, Hookfang! Come on buddy! Just—" Snotlout's cries were cut off as the winds, which had become a frenzy of screams and eye-stinging ice, ripped him from the back of Hookfang. Screaming in fear, Snotlout plummeted at an alarming rate, and just as he closed his eyes and braced for an impact that would kill him, he felt something sink its teeth into his waist.

Wincing in pain, Snotlout grasped onto his dragon's horn, and yanked himself up onto his dragon's neck. Snotlout gritted his teeth as he pulled up his shirt, his eyes widened when he saw the damage that Hookfang's teeth had done to him. Dropping his shirt back to its original position he turned back around and screeched in horror as a huge typhoon roared towards him and Hookfang.

"Hookfang! Hookfang! Dive, now!" Snotlout cried, but before his dragon could respond a huge gust of wind smashed into his dragon, snapping his wing backwards into an unnatural position. Hookfang's eyes bulged in pain, and with a deep cry he fell towards the sea.

Snotlout held onto his dragon's neck in fear as the ocean raced towards him. Closing his eyes in fear, he never noticed the broken wing smash into him, sending him flying off his dragon, and crash into the frothing sea. Just as he was about to black out he heard something near him and felt something reach for his arm and pull him from the water.


Something was wrong. Very wrong. Berk was quiet and there was no movement or bustle going on in the normally lively town. Snotlout looked around and attempted to call out for one of his friends, but for some reason he couldn't speak. Worry escalated in his heart as he ran to Astrid's house, but saw nothing except for splatters of blood coating the walls of her house.

Snotlout stared in horror, and swiftly he walked away from Astrid's house, but only to bump into something. Whipping around, fist clenched for a fight he looked up and gasped in shock at the sight before him; Stormfly, whose wings were torn and bloodied hanging from Astrid's house.

With a cry of fear he backed away and ran from Astrid's house, tears stinging his face as he ran down to the docks. He screeched to a halt when he saw who was standing at the dock, chains wrapped around her legs and arms and a huge gash marring her face. It was Astrid, and standing next to her in the same predicament was his annoying cousin.

"No,no,no,no. Astrid what happened to you guys? And Stormfly?" his voice shook as he asked Astrid. Astrid turned to him, but when she saw it was him hatred fueled her gaze into blue flames.

"Go away from me! I never want to see you again! Traitor!" she lunged at him, but was stopped by Hiccup yanking on her chains.

"Leave him alone Astrid, it's not worth it," Hiccup replied, his voice dead and unmoving, as he too glared at Snotlout.

Snotlout looked at his friends, hurt that they could be so judgmental to him, even though he had done nothing to them. He opened his mouth to say something to Astrid but all that came out was a choking sob.


"Wake up little one, you're safe now," a voice interrupted Snotlout's dream. Snotlout opened his eyes to the sight of an extremely old women staring into his face.

Squeaking in fear Snotlout scooted backwards from the wizened lady, who watched him curiously then trying to reassure Snotlout, she put her tooth-studded staff to the ground.

"It's ok, little one, I am not going to hurt you. I rescued you from the sea and your dragon is healing right now also," the old women said, her ice-blue eyes searching his face as if she was looking for something.

At the word dragon Snotlout remembered the storm; Hookfang's broken wing and falling into the ice-cold ocean. "Where's Hookfang!" he asked, voice mounting with fear and worry.

The old women looked at him and with a gentle touch to his shoulder she replied, "Hookfang is ok, his wing is healing. If you want to see him, he is outside in the yak pen." Snotlout nodded thankfully to her, and leapt up but cried out in pain and collapsed to the ground, muttering curse words painfully.

Sitting up slowly, he turned to the old lady, who was watching him reverently, and pointed to his stomach and muttered, "Hookfang bit me…didn't her?"

With a curt nod the old lady put her hand to his wounded sides, all the while muttering something to herself, causing Snotlout to wince in pain as she pressed against his stomach. Raising an eyebrow quizzically she lifted his shirt and gasped when she saw the damage Hookfang had done, unintentionally, to his rider. Shambling off to find some bandages for Snotlout's wounds, the old lady disappeared into a large room.

Knowing the lady would not be back for a bit, Snotlout looked around her house, but his eyes stopped at a painting of her, or atleast a younger version of the lady, standing next to a young kid. Narrowing his eyes, Snotlout attempted to stand up, but the pain from his wound halted any movement from him.

Before Snotlout could get a better look at the painting, the old women had come back arms loaded down with a swath of cloth, presumably for bandages. When the old lady noticed him looking at the painting she walked over to it and turned it around, so Snotlout could only see the back of the painting now.

"Here, take this," she said as she handed Snotlout a bowl filled with a strange liquid. He raised an eyebrow questioning at it, but sipped it nonetheless. Gagging at the disgusting taste, Snotlout put the bowl down hurriedly. Watching as the lady started wrapping his wounds up with the cloth he turned towards the painting and contemplated something in his mind.

"Who are you, ma'am?" he asked after she finished wrapping up his throbbing wound.

The old lady looked at him and whispered, "Ren, my name is Ren." She looked at Snotlout, some unreadable emotion burning in her eyes as he watched her. With a quiet sigh Ren turned towards Snotlout and gently pulled him up from his sitting position. Grimacing in pain, Snotlout followed the lady to her yak pen, where his dragon was resting calmly, steam puffing from his nostrils as he rested.

"Hookfang!" Snotlout yelled as he leapt over the fence and hugged his dragon around the neck, "oh buddy, thank you." Snotlout smile grew as his dragon opened his yellow eyes, and with a roar of elation gently nudged his master's face. "Hooky…" Snotlout whispered as his dragon out his head on his shoulder, purring happily.

Ren smiled as she watched the young man and his dragon, then with a sad sigh she called out to Snotlout, "Come my friend, you must return to Berk."

With the mention of Berk, Snotlout visibly bristled. "Why would I want to return there? Everyone hates me there, especially my friends." Snotlout's ice-blue eyes now were filled with unbeatable rage.

Ren shook her head at Snotlout, silently disagreeing with his anger, "You must return because Berk is in danger. You saw it in your dream didn't you?"

Snotlout's eyes widened, how does she know about that, he thought but with a curt nod he said, "Yes, I did dream of that. But I thought that was just a dream, how could that be true in anyway?"

Snotlout muttered something else to himself, but was interrupted by Ren saying, "Berk is in danger from ÁdiarfR."

"WHAT!? ÁdiarfR? I thought he died?" Snotlout snapped, hatred making him squeeze his dragon's horns till his hands bled. Ren nodded wordlessly to Snotlout, who gritted his teeth and with a sigh he turned to Hookfang, "How can I get to Berk if Hookfang can't fly though? It would take Hookfang months to heal, and by then ÁdiarfR would have killed everyone on Berk."

"You will take my boat to Berk, and you must hurry. Leave tonight, I will pack you everything you need, and you must get some sleep." Ren said as she hurried Snotlout out of the pen, and towards her house.

Snotlout looked back towards his wounded dragon, who was watching him curiously, yellow eyes blinking as he ducked into Ren's house.


"Azyru, stop. You are going to mess me up, girl." ÁdiarfR said, steely gray eyes glittering menacingly at his dragon as he snuck up towards the Jorgenson house. The moon, which had only just snuck out of the clouds glinted on a long piece of steel in ÁdiarfR's hand.

ÁdiarfR slipped into the house and slowly, quietly started walking up the steps towards Spitelout's bedroom.

My time for revenge is now, and no one can stop me, ÁdiarfR thought as he slunk into Spitelout's room, and with a quick flick he spun the dagger point forwards in his right hand. Revenge.


Snotlout waved goodbye to Ren, and with a steely groan shoved the little boat off it's place at the docks. Hookfang rumbled to Snotlout, gently lying down next to him and with a final puff of steam, Hookfang looked back at Ren. Roaring a goodbye to her slowly retreating form, Hookfang turned his head towards the wind and prepared himself for anything.

Snotlout gulped in fear, as he realized what it meant that ÁdiarfR was the threat to Berk, he's going to kill everyone ith power, Stoick, Hiccup, even my dad. I must get to Berk before he gets to anyone.


ÁdiarfR slunk out of Spitelout's house, smiling evilly. Two more to go, he thought joyfully as he hid the borrowed dagger, now soiled with blood, in Stormfly's pen.

No one will ever suspect it's me, he thought cruelly as he walked away towards Hiccup's house, where he got to sleep, since he had been found by Tuffnut a month ago.


Thank you guys for reading chapter 2! Also big shout out to the 4 people who reviewed the first chapter, because of you I wanted to continue this story! Please review! It's always nice to get feedback on my stories.