Fun fact: before I typed this, this chapter had 666 words! :D :P


Drago's POV
Looking up at the sky, I could see several shapes returning to me.
My dragons landed, slinking towards me with bowed heads.
'Where is my Night Fury?' I hissed, not expecting a verbal answer, as the beasts could not speak.
One of them pointed with a claw at the remains of the Night Fury hatchlings which I had ordered them to kill, around its mouth, and then to the sky, far away in the distance.
I took this to mean, 'We killed the Night Fury hatchlings, but the ones you wanted alive got away.'
'WHAT?!' I screamed.
The beast whimpered.
'Did you track it?'
It nodded desperately, as if clinging to any hope at all that I would spare its life.
'Where did it go?'
It held up one claw, which I presumed meant, 'The first Night Fury'- the smaller one, which I guessed was a female. I knew enough about Night Furies to know that the females were smaller than the males.
Then it pointed to an area off in the distance, which I could not see, but the beast probably could.
'I can't see that!' I snapped.
One of the soldiers handed me a spyglass, and without turning around, I snatched it.
Now I could see where the dragon was pointing to.
I saw a wooded area, which had a cave, big enough to fit at least two Night Furies- but instead, it only contained one, which was sleeping.
Turning around, I told the soldiers what I had seen.
'Do you want us to keep it sleeping until you get there, sir?' one of the soldiers with the polar bear disguise asked, glancing at his blowpipe with a nasty grin.
'No. We will not be going there.'
On the soldiers' faces, was a puzzled expression, and they clearly wanted to ask why, but they knew better than that.
So I answered their unasked questions for them.
'We will return to its cave later- when it is grown up. I do not want a runt Night Fury in my army. And we do not need to worry about if it will leave the cave, and make a new home somewhere else. Night Furies stay in their caves for life.'
I paused for a few seconds.
'Any objections?' I snarled, with menace in my voice, seeing the soldiers' blank expressions.
'No, sir!' the soldiers practically screamed, in their frantic terror to show me that they all agreed.
'Good.' My sentence ended with a growl of satisfaction.
'Now,' I turned back to the dragon. 'Where did the other one go?'
It walked up to me, and pointed a claw at the map, with an expectant grunt, which ended in a whimper, which meant that it didn't mean to be rude.
Understanding what it meant, I knelt down, and spread the map onto the grass, where the beach ended.
A claw landed on a little island to the north, slightly ripping the paper.
The only memory that I had which made me remember the forgettable little island, was the Chieftains' Meeting...and a man with a red beard. He lived here. Well, he used to live here. I chuckled to myself at the thought.
What was the island's name...? Berk, perhaps.
Yes, that was it. Berk. That was where the other Night Fury was.
I stood up, and the dragon trembled, as if it knew what was coming, but could not do anything to prevent it.
I picked up my staff, and removed the Night Fury's body from it.
'You are of no more use to me.' I snarled.


Kicking the dragons' bodies disdainfully away from me, I turned to my soldiers, who had witnessed me murdering the Night Fury, and now, one of my dragons. They grinned at me with bloodthirsty smiles, understandably, since they had killed dragons themselves, before I had rescued them- or so they thought.
I smiled back, and began to speak.
'Ready the ships; we are going to Berk...for the Night Fury.'