A/N: Not even 24 hours and I already have three favorites, two follows and two reviews. Wow. I was not expecting so much attention, but thank you so much! This chapter is dedicated to my two followers and to my two reviewers: TheCollecter25, and ChaMeleonNinja812 and to my reviewers- Mariah (Guest) and ChaMeleonNinja812. Your questions will be answered below. Please R&R, and on with the show!

Phoenix looked at the setting sun. It was almost time to head to the village, and free some of the poor, captured dragons. She looked over at Storm.

"Ok, Storm" Phoe said, interrupting her dragon's meal, "I'm not taking you to the village. If anyone sees you, they'll have a Lightning Fyre helmet. Don't worry though; I'll be taking my changewing skin cloak."

Phoe's cloak was a huge source of pride. Changewing skin, sewn with nearly invisible thread, and had a brooch of a large changewing scale.

"I'll be back- doubtless" she said, and then the fearless dragon rider set off towards the village, just as the fire of a Deadly Nadder signaled the beginning of an attack

I entered the village carefully, freeing dragons from various traps as I went. So far I freed only two, but it was a start. As I walked through, I heard the cries of a flock of Nadders. A group of Nadders helped carry me home, after I got shot twice in the foot, and Storm was hit by a dragon root arrow.

The sound was coming from the other side of the village, so I carefully wove her way through the chaos, almost hitting a stocky, black-haired boy hitting on a gorgeous blonde, who was trying to put out a fire. From the window of the forge, I saw a skinny boy staring dreamily at the blonde girl. I smirked at walked on, ducking a rouge bola that hit another Viking in the forehead.

Overhead I heard the familiar whistle of a Night Fury. I had only known one, and he had helped me destroy Blackwood Base, after I almost got shot out of the sky. I owed that dragon a life debt, and I had a feeling I would pay up tonight.

"Night Fury!"

"Get down!"

I laughed quietly at their naivety, knowing that if a Night Fury wanted their heads, he would get them, whether they ducked or not. I started walking back over to the sounds of Nadders, when I was almost run over by the scrawny boy from the blacksmith's. He was pushing a wheelbarrow with a cover on it, and carried no weapon. I was curious to see what might be inside, so I followed the auburn haired boy as he dodged and wove through the crowds as they told him to get back inside.

"Hiccup! Get back inside!"

"Get under cover, Fishbone"

"Useless! Go hide."

I knew the chief had a son named hiccup, legendary for his failed inventions. So this was the inventor of legend. Hiccup pushed his contraption to the top of a cliff, where he then took out the machine itself. A ballista system, designed to launch bola. That was genius.

"Give me something to shoot at." The boy muttered, and I realized he was trying to position where the night fury was, based on where the stars disappeared. So there were smart people in Viking culture! The dragon blasted a catapult to smithereens and hiccup let his bola fly. There was a shriek as the beast went down, and the boy began shouting in victory.

"Yes! I hit it!" judging by his reaction, this was hiccup's first success. "Did anybody see that?" he shouted…just as a huge Monstrous Nightmare appeared behind him, crushing his machine to matchwood.

"Except you." The boy said disappointedly, as he started running. I figured another Viking would come after Hiccup, so instead I snuck over to the net of Nadders, and began carefully cutting them loose. Out of nowhere, a flaming metal thing crashed through the net, freeing the dragons. I looked up to the source, and then ran up the hill towards hiccup.

He was watching all the dragons escape with their food, and looked incredibly guilty. "Ok, but I hit a Night Fury"

"It's not like the last few times, Dad. I really actually hit it. You guys were busy and I had a very clear shot. It went down just of Raven Point. Lets get a search party out there, and-"

"STOP! Just- stop. Can't you see I have bigger things to worry about? Winter is almost here and I have an entire village to feed!"

"Between you and me the village could do with a little less feeding."

"This isn't a joke, hiccup! Why can't you follow the simplest order?"

"I-I see a dragon, and I have to just kill it. It's who I am, dad."

"You are many things, hiccup, but a dragon killer is not one of them. Get back to the house" the chief gestured to the one legged blacksmith. "Make sure he gets there. I've got this mess to clean up."

I realized that all the Vikings were going to be moving around and that it was sunrise anyway and time to get back. I headed to the forest, passing by hiccup, who was saying in a thick accent

"-extra large boy with beefy arms, extra guts and glory on the side. This here, this is a talking fishbone."

I chuckled to myself and ran off into the woods.

A/N: that was a bit of a filler chapter. The good stuff (like some back-story on Phoenix) is in the next one. Now to my reviewers:

Mariah (Guest): I will not say. I purposely did not include any ship names for a reason. Also, thanks for the nice review, and yes, I will keep writing.

ChaMeleonNinja812: Yup. They're one big crazy family now. Wait till Hiccup and Phoe meet though.

Also Phoenix is pronounced like phoenix, but Phoe is pronounced like Fay. Don't ask me why. I'm a bit of a head case, really.

Anyway, thanks for the reviews/likes/follows. They encourage me to post instead of neglect my lovely stories. More should be coming soon!

~SuperFangirl16