Stoick the vast was currently sitting in his home, watching the firewood crackle and pop in the fire's heat. He cautiously looked out his window to see a new day was rising. He stood up and stretched his sore back muscles. So much was on his mind that sleeping just wasn't an option. He would never tell anyone this, but he was scared of Draco. He was scared about what he was going to do to his village, and to his family. Or what was left of his family that is.
Stoick walked over to the stairs on the far side of the house. Nobody had been up there since Hiccup had left.
'Why would he leave?' Stoick pondered. He also thought it strange that since Hiccup left there had been no Night Fury attacks. Most of the villagers thought they had just gone extinct, while others thought they had wised up and left the area. Suddenly he noticed the sun beginning to rise and thought it unimportant seeing as Draco would soon arrive.
He was snapped from his thoughts by someone banging on his door he walked to the door and opened it, and on the other side was Bertha who seemed angry.
"Stoick are you daft?" Bertha questioned angrily leaving Stoick very confused. "I was just informed that you're preparing to attack Draco?"
"We are preparing to defend our home Bertha."
"I've seen him fight Stoick, you can't win." said Bertha almost begging.
Stoick could see something in her eyes that was almost foreign, it was fear. "Bertha, how did Draco obtain the title of king?" Stoick questioned
"It happened a few weeks ago." Bertha began "As you know Stoick I am one of the seven pirate lords, well now there are only six. One of the other pirate lords turned on us. His name was Alvin the treacherous. He banded with the Roman army and offered them the pirate's trove 'the ultimate stock pile of treasure in the world collected by the first king 'Silver Jones'. In return they agreed to help him claim the title of king. One by one the lesser ranked pirates were captured by the Romans with Alvin's help. We were about to vote to surrender seeing that We were out matched but then Draco came and offered to help. We saw little choice when we saw the rumors about him were true and it was then and there that we offered Draco the position of pirate king. Draco accepted and promised to lead us to victory. We gathered our crews and met with Alvin but when he found that we gave the title of king to another person he was outraged and commanded his army to attack. The battle was great; we fought with all our might. Many Romans were either ripped to shreds or burned to ash by Draco's dragons, we were horrified at how quickly the beasts disposed of them. In the end it was all between Draco and Alvin. Alvin charged at Draco and in the blink of an eye Draco was behind Alvin, his sword drawn and streaked with blood. Alvin fell to the ground wide eyed and choking on the blood seeping from his mouth and slashed throat. Stoick I didn't even see him move it was over before it began. I won't endanger my tribe, if you try to fight him you'll be on your own and Berk will fall."
Stoick couldn't believe his ears 'This man truly is a ruthless monster.' he thought to himself suddenly the door slammed open and standing outside was Gobber panting. "Stoick ships approaching and trust me you have to see this."
Stoick and Bertha rushed outside and saw five ships just like Bertha described.
The ships were in a V formation. The dragons that towed them were blue like the sea, had huge fins for movement, long necks, and their heads looked like those of whales. Looking at the bodies Stoick could see harnesses with chains connecting the dragons to the ships they towed. They came to a stop in the middle of the ocean and six shapes flew from the front ship and towards Berk.
When they landed everyone could clearly see they were dragons. They had slender muscular bodies, grey scales covered their bodies, their heads were heavily armored, elongated maws like that of a dog's with two fleshy tendrils on their chins and upper lip, two arms with hands that only had three fingers, two muscular legs, large wings at least four times the size of their bodies with what looked like extra hands on the bends and when they closed up they took on the appearance of a pair of secondary arms, and finally tails as long as there bodies .
The dragons scouted the area then let out ear shattering roars toward the ships and another shape flew towards Berk. Then came the roar of a creature they thought long since dead, a creature that made fully grown men tremble at the sound of its name, this was the roar of the dreaded Night Fury.
The six dragons stood aside, three to the left and three to the right, so the 'unholy offspring of lightning and death' could land. Once it landed the Vikings could finally see what this mighty beast looks like and started whispering.
"That's a Night Fury?"
"Not as big as I thought it would be."
"The beast has no horns."
"Looks more like an over grown pussycat."
"Look at its hide, no wonder we couldn't see it flying around during raids."
"Is that him?" questioned Stoick referring to the man on the Night Fury's back.
He wore all black, his coat was black with light blue trim shaped like flames and was worn like a cape clasped at the neck line, a black tunic, black gloves, black leggings, black boots, a strange black harness on his torso with chains and hooks that connected it to the dragons saddle to prevent him from falling off during flight, his tricorn hat was the same color as his coat with the same trim and it covered the top half of his face, looking closely Stoick could make out the small amount of facial hair on his chin putting his age around seventeen or eighteen, his auburn hair reached down the mid-section of his back, two swords one strapped to each side of his belt, and perched on his shoulder was a terrible terror.
"Yes Stoick that's him, King Draco Ryder." answered Bertha
Stoick walked forward but took caution in his approach. The last thing he wanted was to get torn apart by these monsters. At first they growled as Stoick came close but were silenced after Draco raised his hand, no doubt their obedience to this man was absolute. As Stoick stood in front of the Black beast that frightened even his forefathers he couldn't help but be amazed, such power in something smaller than many of the dragons he battled in his life.
He then looked to man on the beasts back. "Greetings King Draco, I am Stoick the vast and I welcome you to Berk." said Stoick diplomatically
"I know who you are Stoick and I think you mean welcome 'back' to Berk." said Draco coldly Stoick became confused until Draco pushed up his hat, everyone other than the Bogs gasped and Stoick's eyes became so wide they'd fall out after he saw a face he'd not seen in four years. Though eroded by time and a large scar going diagonally across his face from the hair line to the left side of his chin Stoick could see that Draco Ryder, king of the pirates was in fact Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III, his son.
"H-Hiccup?"