The raid was officially over. All of the dragons had gone home and the fight was over. From the rest of this week on Berk, everything would be good and fine and most of the people on the island would be fine and calm. In the blacksmith shop, Hiccup and Gobber had put all of the weapons away in their appropriate cases. Was what was wanted at the present time.

The dragons were still raging all over the village. Hiccup was being put to work by all of the villagers in need of weapons. Hiccup got sick and tired of sharpening weapons. He didn't want to craft with them, he wanted to fight with them like his older siblings. Hiccup looked up at the sky to see all of the gigantic reptiles flying around. He glared at the sky in frustration.

"They need me out there."

Hiccup looked up to see Gobber putting on his ax arm. He twisted the handle and he looked at Hiccup with a worried expression.

"I haven't done or said anything today. Haven't even looked out the door. Today I've only worked and I have done literally nothing else, so I don't want to hear any of your patronizing words." Hiccup held his head up high and closed his eyes. When he looked back again Gobber was gone out of the room. He was already out fighting and killing the beasts that he hated. Hiccup sighed and went back to work. Killing a dragon was everything around here.

Hiccup though to his older siblings who had the clearance to kill. The one that had come a year before him. Warren was sixteen-years-old and had the craziest hair that someone had ever seen. He had brown eyes, was a little pudgy around the body and was 5'6. He had a round face with a cold looked that could kill a man. This kid loved animals more than he loved anything else. He had an entire zoo of herbivores animals in the woods where he went to chill. His weapons choice were his wonderful tiger claws.

Next in line was Bard. He was seventeen-years-old. He was 5'8 and had a strong jawline that he used to his advantage. He had brown hair that was always in the perfect condition. He had emerald green eyes and his personality attracted every girl within a hundred mile radius. His weapon of choice was his trusty bow and arrows, shooting dragons down with his eyes closed.

At eighteen there was the oldest girl in the family Alva. She had long and curly hair that went down her back. She had green eyes that could cut straight through a man's soul. Her favorite weapon was her halbert and it was made from the finest of silver out of all the land. She was 5'9.

Then the oldest. The next chief of Berk. Jaak He was a house of muscle built from the ground up. But this is where the height stopped going up. He was 5'10. Now he was one short stack of pancakes. Nineteen-years-old, bulging muscles and is going to one of the shortest Vikings of his age. He had a wonderful beard. When he got married he was going to take his favorite weapon, his double-headed ax.

Yep, that was his crazy family. And they were all out there doing what they did best at this time. They went out and they murdered dragons without anyone's consent. They were killing without mercy. Well, all except Warren, he just injected them with poison that would kill them in their sleep, reptile specific poison.

Killing a dragon was everything around Berk. A Nadder would at least get Hiccup noticed. Gronckles are tough, killing one of those things would most definitely get him a girlfriend. The Zippleback was exotic, two heads and twice the status. Then there was the Monstrous Nightmare, those were saved for the best of the Vikings. Hiccup wanted to be up there at the top of the Viking's classes. He wanted to take a Nightmare one day.

But was Hiccup really wanted was the grand prize. A dragon that not a single person had ever seen.

"NIGHT FURY!"

"GET DOWN!"

There was a purple light and a building went up in flames. All of the Vikings fighting in the air were forced to jump off and take to the ground. Jaak and the chief of the village ran down to the square for cover. Back at the blacksmith shop, Bard ran over and shot his last arrow, it went straight through the neck of a monstrous nightmare. He turned around to his brother, "Hickey, I'm gonna need about another fifteen arrows."

Hiccup loaded up his brother's quiver and Bard rushed back into the fight. Warren was next on the list of customers, "Hiccup, I need more poisons on my clothes."

Hiccup filled in the reptile poison for his brother and Warren lept away back into the fight. And that was the final customer until Hiccup finally got to unleash his plan. His mangler. It was a slingshot he was going to use to take down the dragons. His goal, however, was going to be the Night Fury. The dragon that no one had ever seen.

Hiccup rolled his contraption into the fight, he had to dodge Viking after Viking, most telling him to go back inside. Hiccup ran up to a hill and unlocked the Mangler. It unlocked like a crossbow in a box. It was a clear night sky.

"Please, Almighty Thor, give me something to shoot at, give me something to shoot at." Hiccup chanted in his head. Just not his luck, he heard a whistle, then he saw it. There were another purple explosion and Hiccup shot. He was pushed back by the force of the Mangler. The rope shot out and it wrapped around the outline of the dragon crashed out of the sky with a deafening shriek.

"I, I HIT IT!" The auburn haired teen jumped into the air, ecstatic at his amazing feat. He did what he had wanted to for all of his life. He shot down something that his tribe would be proud of him for. Not just finally being able to pick up an ax, "DID ANYBODY SEE THAT!"

And now it was finally Hiccup's luck. Behind his back, there was a monstrous nightmare towering over him. It crushed his mangler and now he was forced to be on the run once more as though a fox was chasing the smallest mouse it had ever seen, the only thing he could.

"AHH!"

He turned around and he ran. His screamed echoed throughout all of the village. His sibling all turned around to the source of the scream. "HICCUP!" The four older Haddocks started for their younger sibling.

Hiccup ran in the village and just missed a blast of sticky fire. The Monstrous Dragon jumped behind him and Hiccup just missed another stream of sticky fire. The dragon leaped into the air and Hiccup ran again and hid behind a post. A stream of fire spread across the post. Hiccup started to creep to the left, but little did he know that the dragon was coming from the right. The monstrous nightmare opened its mouth ready to chomp.

"Ding!"

A hammer hit the side of the Monstrous Nightmare's mouth knocking it all the way over to a wall. A halbert pierced the neck of the reptile. Hiccup continuously stayed behind the flaming pole. The wood disintegrated and it fell over and the mount on top rolled through the village. Vikings jumped out of the way of the firey mount.

Hiccup cringed. Everyone else just shook their head.