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Hiccup trudged into his house. He closed the door behind him, not realizing Toothless had been behind him. The dragon opened the door and closed it, moving over to where Hiccup was now sitting. The chief noticed his friend.

"Oh.. sorry, Toothless. I didn't mean to close the door in your face."

The Dragon gently rubbed his head against Hiccup, crooning. Hiccup gently pet him on the head.

"Don't leave... bud..."

Toothless licked Hiccup gently. Hiccup didn't even complain. The two of them stayed that way for a long while, the exhausted Chief and his friend. Hiccup finally stood and moved to go to bed. Toothless followed. Hiccup threw his armor and vest into the corner, and his boot joined it. He then sat down on his side of the bed and untied his prosthetic. He set it down nearby, then lay down. He watched Toothless curl up, and soon, the dragon's snores could be heard, reminding Hiccup of someone else who snored loudly. He felt a twist of grief. He almost didn't want to fall alseep. He already knew what he would dream of.

Hiccup angled Toothless down toward the ground. Towards a towering figure standing apart from his army, holding his polearm.

Drago.

"Stop!" Hiccup yelled, landing and jumping off of Toothless. "Stop!"

He looked up at this huge man. He hadn't exactly been expecting a tiny man with a name like Drago Bludvist. But the intimidating, dark figure he saw before him sent a shiver up his spine. A scarred, burned face, with black, braided hair. Wearing dark armor, and a black dragon skin cape. Good Odin, had this man killed a Night Fury?

Drago was sizing the heir of Berk up meanwhile. It didn't take him long to see that the "Great Dragon Master" was nothing more then what he was named. Hiccup. A runt. A talking fishbone. He let out a scoff.

"This is the 'Great dragon master'? Son of Stoick the vast? A boy? What shame he must feel."

Hiccup, meanwhile had pulled off his helmet and tossed it aside. 'Just like in the kill ring.' He pushed the thought down. This would not end like it had five years ago. This time would be different. He would not fail.

"All this loss, and for what? To become unstoppable? To rule the world?" Hiccup motioned with his arms. "Dragons are kind, amazing creatures, that can bring people together."

Drago turned to Hiccup. He lifted his cape, and pulled off his left arm. It was fake. Hiccup winced. He sympathized, if only for a moment. He knew what it was like to lose a limb. He was painfully aware of his missing left foot.

"Or tear them apart." Drago replaced his arm and cape. He began to circle Hiccup, almost like a vulture eyeing meat. "See, I know what it is to have my village burned, my family taken. But even as a boy, left with nothing, I vowed to rise above the fear of dragons and liberate the people of this world."

Hiccup saw the flaw in Drago's reasoning. "Then why a dragon army?"

Drago scoffed. "You need dragons to conquer other dragons."

Hiccup took a step forward. "Or maybe you need dragons to conquer people. To control those who follow you, and get rid of those who won't. " He felt shivers going through him, and struggled to keep his voice level. This was not going the way he thought.

Drago Bludvist scoffed at the young man. "Clever boy."

Hiccup was getting desperate. He had to talk Drago out of it. Everything depended on it. "The world wants peace." He offered. "And we have the answer, back on Berk. Just let me show you.."

Drago had had enough. This was growing tiresome. He had better things to do than argue with a weakling. "NO! Let me show YOU!" He began to yell, swinging his polearm around and successfully getting the attention of the huge Alpha behind him. It moved to it's master's command. Stoick and Valka watched as it moved away, apparently uninterested in them anymore. Stoick saw Hiccup and Drago.

"Hiccup!"

He immediately began to run down the mountain.

Drago pointed up to the mountain of a beast behind him. "No dragon can resist the Alpha's command. So he who controls the Alpha..." He pointed to Toothless. "Controls them all."

Toothless looked up at the Alpha. He immediately began to growl, pawing at his head, and rolling, trying to fight the control.

Hiccup began to feel fear. "Toothless? What's wrong, bud?" This was going very wrong. Just like the kill ring. 'Not again. No.' Toothless looked up, not fighting. His pupils were thin as paper. His ears twitching. Under the Alpha's command.

Drago continued his speech. "Witness true strength. The strength of will over others. In the face of it..." He pointed to Toothless again, then to Hiccup. "You are nothing."

Toothless turned to Hiccup.

"Uh.. what did he just tell you to do..?"

Toothless began to stalk the blur the Alpha had told him to kill. 'Kill.'

"Stop it, Toothless! Snap out of it! Stop!"

Hiccup was running out of space to back up.

"No!" Toothless opened his mouth to shoot a plasma blast. The blur would die. The Alpha wished it.

"Don't!"

Hiccup heard a voice. "Son!"

Hiccup turned to look. He saw his dad. Someone was about to die. 'Not dad.'

"Dad, NO!" He felt a push. He saw everything go black for a moment as he hit the ground. He heard an all to familiar blast.

Stoick was dead.

Dad was dead.

All my fault.

"You are nothing."

Hiccup sat up, looking around wildly. All he saw was his room. He was soaked in sweat, tangled in sheets and blankets. He was panting and shaking. One thought crossed his mind.

"DAD!"

He heard a moan nearby. The killer. He panicked. Was he next?

He began to struggle against the covers. He was stopped by a hand on his shoulder. Everything became clear again. Astrid was looking at him, worry written all over her face.

"Hiccup? Did you have another nightmare? Was it..?"

Hiccup looked over at the far corner of the room. Toothless was huddled, as far away from his friend as possible. He stared at Hiccup through wide puppy green eyes. Hiccup realized he must have been sleep.. yelling. He began to cry, but did his best not to, fighting down tears. He grabbed his prosthetic, tying it on, then walked over to his friend. He wrapped his arms around Toothless's neck.

"I'm so sorry, Toothless."

After Hiccup's nightmare, things quickly began to seem normal again. He sat at his table, sipping some water. However he tried to keep up his brave, strong appearance, he was badly shaken. He hadn't had a nightmare like that for weeks. It had seemed so real. More real than the first time it happened. The only time. He put a hand to his head. Toothless had seemed to sense his edginess, and had kept a safe distance from his friend. Hiccup turned to him. Toothless's ears shot up.

"Bud, you know I don't blame you anymore. And I wish the nightmares would just go away. I wish none of it had happened. I wish I had listened! I wish...!" He slammed the cup on the table. Toothless jumped and scooted back a bit.

"I... Toothless."

The dragon looked at him evenly.

"Come here, bud."

Toothless moved forward, keeping low in an effort to be non-threatening. He burbled lowly at his friend.

"Bud... I'm so glad you're here, and you're you..."

Hiccup sighed and held out a hand. He closed his eyes.

Toothless understood. He moved his snout perfectly into Hiccup's outstretched hand. The simple trusting, familiar touch comforted them both.

Hiccup came home late again, after a long wait for his mother. She said she'd only be gone a while. It had been five days. He sighed. When he came in, Toothless was wrapped around Astrid, who was sitting down, looking a little pale. She noticed him immediately.

"Hiccup.."

Hiccup moved to the two of them. He stared at Toothless. "So that's where you went! I thought you'd ditched me!" He smiled and reached out to pet his friend. He leaped back moments later when Toothless snarled at him, teeth bared, eyes narrowed. Hiccup was confused.

"What the...?"

He tried again, with similar results.

"What's up with you? What happened to the big cuddly kitten from yesterday?"

Toothless simply stared at him as if daring him to come forward. Hiccup sighed and moved toward his wife instead.

"You gonna bite at me, too?"

He noticed just how pale Astrid looked. She looked sick.

"Oh no. This is the last thing we need."

Astrid looked as though she was about to speak, but instead almost turned the same green as Toothless's eyes. She turned, grabbed a bucket, and threw up.

"You're sick. Let's go to Gothi. Now."

"I already did, Hiccup. I've been trying to tell you that."

Hiccup froze, waiting for her follow up.

"Well, what's wrong with you? What did she say? Are you sick? Is it serious?"

Astrid waited for him to stop.

"Hiccup... I'm pregnant."

Hiccup nodded.

"Okay, if that's... what?!"

He stood up so fast he nearly fell over. Astrid nodded.

"Toothless has been with me all day. He's protecting me from.. assorted things. Fishlegs says it's fascinating. A new thing about dragons seems to have cheered him up a bit..."

Hiccup barely heard her. A baby. He was going to be a father. It took a good five minutes for it to soak into the Haddock's mind. But when it did, he began to dance.

"I'm gonna be a dad! I'm gonna be a dad! You're gonna be a mom! We're having a family! This is the best day of my life!"

Astrid stared at him, amazed. She had never seen Hiccup this happy before, not since they had gotten married, at least. Toothless seemed to get in on the excitement, despite all his instincts screaming at him to protect Astrid from any possible threat, he began to dance with Hiccup.

It was at this moment that Gobber came in, panting.

"'Iccup? I got som' bad news."

Yup. Cliffhanger. He he.. you'll see what happens next. Just wait. XP

Hiccup's reaction, and Toothless's instincts is based partly on DeepFathom's "Rock the boat". Thank you for being so darn brilliant.

Still can't figure out what the tentacle is? You'll find out.

Next release date is Saturday, Nov 26. Until then, readers.