Don't Get In The Middle Of A Dragon Fight.
I am really sorry that you guys had to wait this long. I was so stuck on this chapter! Anyway here it is! It's a bit shorter than the others but still a fair length I think.
Well please try to enjoy reading it there isn't much talking but dragons don't speak-English that is.
"ATTACK"
Fireblade leapt down from his perch and in the blink of an eye was above toothless. It was a good job that toothless was just as quick and strong as the whispering death otherwise this battle would have ended extremely quickly. Having evaded being completely annihilated by the whispering death toothless had had to back up into one of the corners. By doing this he had made his side of the fight 10 times harder than it needed to be and until he could get out of the corner he was stuck. Doing a quick survey of his surrounding toothless could only see two possible counter attacks. One was leaping onto Fireblade's head, the other was going under. Fireblade was now snarling at toothless as a matter of fact so was Alvin: who had decided to stay on Fireblade in the middle if the battle.
Toothless knew now which option he had to take. Over it was. Sending a plasma blast at the beasts face was a great distraction, whilst Fireblade was partly blinded, toothless jumped up placing his front feet on the whispering deaths nose pushing down as hard as he could: he clambered over its big bolder like head. Managing to jump high enough to avoid being impaled the many spikes that littered the whispering deaths head. of course toothless had had a while getting used to jumping higher than he ever could when he had a fully functional tail.
As toothless leapt over Fireblade and Alvin who was still perched on his back like an idiot. ( I mean seriously two raging dragons and he just sits there in the middle of it) unfortunately with him being sat there sword outstretched it did mean toothless had to jump twice as high to avoid being impaled by Alvin's sword. Just as toothless was over Alvin's head his front feet already prepared to run down the whispering deaths tail a shard pain ran through his leg and carried on to the to. Alvin hadn't missed him; in fact he had just caught the side of his hind leg.
Landing with a heavy thud on the cave floor toothless rounded once again on Fireblade, positions switched. Fireblade was now against the wall whereas toothless had the freedom (if you could call it that) of the rest of the tunnels. Realising that there was no way he could win this fight if the whispering death could get him from underground toothless had to make a move, and quickly. He ran.
To Alvin and Fireblade they saw this as an act of a coward, but to toothless this was a diversion if he could just get them to follow him as he ran to the edge of the tunnels then maybe, just maybe he could take this fight outside where he would have the upper hand. Relying on smell alone toothless ran for where he could smell the ocean. He could hear Fireblade flying right behind him a constant snarling filling the tunnel walls. Ignoring the warning snarls that were coming from Fireblade toothless carried on running to the end of the tunnels. Really he wasn't sure why, it was the middle of the night (last time he checked) and the only place where the whispering death couldn't bury underground was in the dragon academy and the sea.
The moon, that's what he could see, the moon and its hundreds of friends. It was a miraculous sight to toothless and he was thankful to be out in the open once again, he really hated the underground now. He didn't have long to admire the beauty of berks beaches though he had a fight that still needed to be won. Spinning round to the exit of the tunnels (or entrance depending on which way you look at it) he crouched low ready for Fireblade to jump out of the side of the mountain, he waited, there was no movement from the cave. Before he realised what was happening he was thrown up into the air by a force from under the sand. Whilst in the air toothless angled his body-just as hiccup had told him to do that time they had been separated on the test flight- and instead of landing heavily on the ground he flung himself into the other dragons' body knocking both of them off balance as well as throwing Alvin from the saddle. After tumbling to the ground toothless realised that he hadn't come out of that unscratched but neither had the whispering death. Toothless had multiple gashes from the impact on the dragons' spikes and Fireblade had received some nasty scratches from toothless as he had dug his claws into the body of Fireblade as they were falling back to the earth. Yet despite their multiple wounds the battle was far from over.
Having been launched from his dragon and into the tunnel wall besides his two fellow outcasts Alvin had decided that it was time to out and end to this stupid fight. He needed the night fury alive for his plan to work and by the looks of how these two dragons in front of him were fighting one of them wasn't going to come out if alive. Alvin needed both of the dragons. Alive. He didn't care how injured they were but especially the night fury, that would get what's coming to it later on. Right now he needed savage and Grudmund to help (no assist) in capturing the unholy offspring of lightning and death its self. The task of capturing a normal dragon was difficult enough but capturing one as mighty as toothless was a whole new concept. Alvin had accidentally trapped his dragon Fireblade a couple of months ago in a freak snow storm. Running out to the entrance of the tunnel Alvin called to his fellow outcasts.
"Savage, Grudmund, get th' stuf'" he watched as the two men ran round the side of the island towards the stationed boats to grab the equipment. He didn't bother to wait for them to get back to him before turning around and continuing to watch the epic battle before him. At this point Alvin was beginning to tell that his dragon was winning, the multiple cuts and scratches that they had both received were really taking their toll but the Nightfury's moves were lagging. Deciding that sooner was a better time to react than later Alvin shouted to his men. It was time to catch a dragon.
Savage and Grudmund could be seen running strait towards Alvin and the two fighting dragons, holding a variety of different things. Savage a huge net with bowlers attached to the ends and five sets of bowlers. Grudmund carried some sort of green mixture in a tub and a jaw clamp. Running up to Alvin the two men stopped dead to watch the fight, realising that somehow they were going to have to stop it. Alvin grabbed hold of two of the bowlers and threw them at both toothless and Fireblade. The bowlers hit their target, both the dragons wings were clamped shut meaning they were unable to fly (not that it made much difference to toothless) before toothless could regain his balance and carry on the fight another bowler was thrown. Hugging itself round toothless's front legs. The great Nightfury was overpowered.
Toothless had given up. He was tired, wounded and trapped. There was nothing he could do anymore. He had no idea what Alvin wanted but if it prevented him from hurting a single soul on berk then he would stay where he was. Something he didn't understand was why he had trapped his own dragon. Surly if he was going to kill him then he would have let Fireblade do it. Oh well, who understood the deluded mind of an outcast. Savage was creeping slowly towards toothless holding out the green looking concoction that was once in Grudmunds hands, whereas Grudmund now held the jaw clamp. Savage held the green liquid away from his face as if it were, toxic. Toothless tried a snarl but it was very unsuccessful, and unfortunately for him opening his mouth that tiny bit gave savage the opening he was waiting for. In an instant the liquid was poured strait down toothless's throat and before he could spit it out the jaw clamp was on and his mouth forced shut, causing him to swallow. Toothless instantly began to feel drowsy and was quickly slipping in and out of consciousness. Before his entire world went black he saw Alvin The Treacherous standing above him. "Time to go get the real prize"
I Am so sorry for how terrible this chapter was I hated writing it. I have no idea why I just did. The next chapter will be much better and there will be a bit more hiccup and Stoick relationship. But with a twist…. Oooooooooo
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