Ten Years Later
'It's been ten years since I became the Prince of Dragons. In that time, I've learnt some new tricks, such as speaking Dragonese - the language of the Dragons.
I've also had my growth-spurt, meaning I'm not recognizable as a runt anymore.
But with all these good things the Fates just have to put bad things in there too.
One thing, or rather over hundred things, is all the scars I have all over me from traps while I was either trying to save the dragons from inside them, or was tackled by the Vikings of the more savaged tribes as some sort of trophy.
Another is my wings and tail are a bit battered up as well... but at least I can still fly, unlike some dragons I save when I get the chance to.
At the moment... I'm searching the Northern Archipelago for my Night Fury Brother. It was his first hunting mission a few months ago, and he hasn't come home yet.
I got a tip from a Terrible Terror, that a Night Fury was shot down on an island called 'Berk' in the time zone in which the disappearance took place.
Everyone kept telling me while I was packing that it was a lost cause... But until I had proof he was gone, I was going to find him.
On top of the snowy mountains of Berk there landed two worn out but still usable boots.
Dathomire went to the edge of the mountain and looked down into the village shocked at what he saw... Dragons and Humans living in harmony.
'Or is it harmony?' Dathomire asked himself thinking back to a tribe he visited a few months ago while trying to rescue some very rare Mood-Dragons, and it seemed that everything was alright there, but in reality, the Dragons were just slaves.
Having to carry the people, the cargo, having to take beatings/punishments because something went wrong...
Stepping back from the edge, Dathomire cupped his hands to his mouth and called out a Terror's cry. They were the ones who were the least pay-attention-able ones and there were more of them to get the job/words done/believable.
Down in the village of Berk all the dragons looked to the mountain and as one all the Terrors zoomed off towards it.
Outside the Main Hall the son of the Chief, Hiccup, and his dragon Toothless were with their friends and watched the whole thing.
As soon as the noise of the Terrors died down, Toothless started to race for it as well a happy look on his face.
"TOOTHLESS!" Hiccup cried out.
"Where do you think he's going?" Ruffnut, the female Thorstein twin asked looking confused.
"I don't know," Hiccup said climbing onto Stormfly and pulling Astrid up too "But we need to find out."
With that, as one, the six friends boarded their dragons and took off in the direction the Night Fury went towards the Mountain.
Up on the mountain, Dathomire was introducing himself to the/being welcomed by the Terrors.
'Who are you?' they asked as one all cocking their heads.
'I am Dathomire,' he said kneeling down so they were less afraid. 'I'm here to look for my dragon brother. I was told he was shot down onto this island a few months ago.'
'So why'd you call for us?' the Terrors asked together feeling they could trust and believe this guy - even though he kept his face covered with that hood.
'I need to know, if what I'm seeing down there is right,' Dathomire said getting up and going to the edge of the cliff again 'That those Vikings and us Dragons are in harmony with each other.'
'We sure are Dathomire,' a new voice to the conversation said getting the Halfa to look around and see his baby dragon-brother before he charged at him.
"TOOTHLESS!" another new voice cried out, belonging to a teenaged boy as he got off a blue and yellow Nadder followed by a blonde girl and some other dragons landed with riders of their own.
'What did this Human just call you Noche Oscura?' Dathomire asked getting up and stringing up his bow getting ready to fire is need be.
'That the name the Humans know me as on this island.' Toothless said staying by his brother's side 'And don't you worry Dathomire, Hiccup's perfectly safe. Well safer than most of the other Vikings Berk has...' Toothless explained getting nods and cries of agreement from the Terrors and the Riding Dragons.
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Everyone was a bit... tence? at what they were looking at.
This tall man looked like a mix between Night Fury and Human.
He had piercing green eyes that were shining out from under the hood he wore which had black hair sticking out from it.
On his arms, past the ends of the gloves he had on his hands and before the start of the long sleeves on his green shirt were signs of scars and burn marks were visible.
And the tattered wings and tail didn't do anything to aid them either...
Who ever this guy was, going by his green shirt, pants, and fur vest he wore, that were all stained with outdoor living... You could tell he was NOT from around here.
"Hmm..." the man said lowering, but not dislodging his bow "My brother and the other dragons here tell me, 'Hiccup'," he said looking to the boy who was the most forward "That you were the one who brought the two sides together with Noche's help," he said gesturing to Toothless as he said the name. "Is that true?"
"Yes..?" Hiccup said. It came out as a question, Hiccup not knowing whether to trust or be weary of this guy.
"What exactly do you mean 'Brother'?" the fat fish-faced boy next to the Gronkle asked looking nervous.
"That since his mum rescued me from a burning building in my village ten years ago," Dathomire began putting the bow in one hand and scratching Toothless under the chin grinning "He's been my brother." he said his eyes looking over his brother to see if he was alright, straight away seeing the saddle and missing tail.
'Noche... Who did that?' Dathomire asked nodding to the dragons tail.
'Well... um...' Toothless said looking to his tail nervously then to the teenagers. 'I'll tell you... But you have to promise you wont get mad and no crossies.'
'Fine... Just tell me.' Dathomire said rolling his eyes and putting away his weapon to show he meant it.
Slowly, he eyes always on his brother, Toothless moved over to Hiccup and sat next to him.
Quicker than a Speedstinger, the man rushed to Hiccup and grabbed the boy's shirt. "You're lucky it was only his tail Boy..." Dathomire said pushing Hiccup away and turning around heading for the edge of the cliff.
'You said you wouldn't get mad...' Toothless said getting in front of of his brother.
"That boy stole you of what makes you a dragon Noche Oscura!" Dathomire cried out returning from that strange language he was speaking in before "And why did he I ask you? Let me think, let me think, let me think... Oh yeah because he's just like all the other Viking scumbags you and I have met over the years isn't he?!"
"HICCUP IS NOT A SCUMBAG!" the girl next to the Nadder cried out and axe appearing in her hand. "And you've got some nerve to call him that Mister! Do you even know who you're talking to?"
"Well no I don't miss..." Dathomire said putting way too much sarcasm in his words "Please tell little old Dathomire who he's bulling this time..."
"He's the son of Stoick the Vast, the Chief of Berk!" Astrid said screaming it over the gap between her and Dathomire as her friends held her back.
"The what..." Dathomire asked blinking looking confused and taking another look at the boy seeing himself in him.
"I'm... I'm the son of the Chief of this Island," Hiccup explained trying not to engage in either conversation.
"Look I'm sorry about making it so Toothless can't fly without a rider anymore," he began as the dragon came over to comfort him. "And you're right, when I found him in the net I shot at him... My head was telling me to killing him. But my heart, and his eyes, told me not to," he paused to look up to Dathomire.
"Who ever you are, What ever you're doing here... This island and it's people are not like that anymore. Give us a week to prove that to you and if you're still not convinced... You can take him back." he said this gaining gasps from both sides of the audience, the Terrors beginning to talk amongst themselves and placing bets on whether Hiccup could do it or not.
"And if you somehow win, and I do see a difference..." Dathomire said standing tall, crossing his arms "What then?"
'Then you apologize to Hiccup for being so mean to him.' Toothless screeched and huffed in annoyance.
"Fine..." Dathomire said in a rolling your eyes voice "In my brothers words, 'When you win Hiccup, I will have to apologize for being mean to you.' Agreed?" he asked reaching out his hand.
"Agreed..." Hiccup said taking the mans hand not sure how well this will go, but knowing it's too late now to back out.
