A/N: So, here's the full chapter. I hope the wait wasn't to bad, and that you all are still with me on this story.

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Chapter 4

"Goodnight, Don't Let The Nightmares Bite"

Berk. It was decimated with huge ice shards breaking out of the ground. If you were to look close enough, you could see some human remains. And the two Scouts knew they weren't men from Drago's army.

The Dragon Scouts were sitting atop Deadly Nadders, one dark blue, the other purple. The colors blended in pretty well with the night sky, that and with the Nadder's ability to take off and fly silently made the dragons perfect for the Scouts.

The Nadders were sitting atop a remnant of a viking building, looking over all the destruction Drago had left.

"That smelly dragon-shit didn't even use the island, hee just destroyed it to destroy it," one of the Scouts said, referring to Drago. The Scout was a female, her blue cloak matching her Nadder's scale color. Her hood was pulled back, her black hair was in a ponytail, resting over her shoulder.

The other Scout cursed with a much stronger word. "Hiccup's gonna be pissed at Cepher." He was male. And like his sister Scout, he wore a cloak that matched his Nadder.

"Then we don't tell Hiccup," the female Scout said, still eyeing the carnage.

"Heather?" the other questioned, eyeing her. Heather faced him.

"We'll tell Valka. She'll relay it to Cepher and the council, and tell Hiccup if she feels fit," Heather said.

The male cursed again. "If Hiccup finds out about this, he'll stop giving Cepher his Ace's."

"Or worse," Heather said. The male shook his head.

"I don't think Hiccup would turn on Cepher. He'll probably split from the Resistance, but he won't turn on Cepher." Heather eyed the younger male.

"Hiccup's been slipping a little lately, who knows what the destruction of his village would do to him," Heather said.

The male chuckled slightly. "Perhaps he'll mount his Night Fury and just end Drago."

Heather shook her head. "You're such a child, Baldr." She took off into the dark sky. Heading back to the Scout's base on Dragon's Edge. Baldr scoffed and took off after her.

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Gard's island wasn't an island at all, but a whole continent. The Berkian's ships had been blown of course so much it pushed them up on the mainland's oceans.

It was late when Gard's ship pulled up next to the docks. The captain allowed for the Berkians to spend just the night at his house. To say his wife was surprised to wake up to a bunch of vikings sleeping on the living room floor was an understatement.

But, after the night and a meal, Gard took them to the mayors house to discuss housing arrangements and care for Urt. The mayor was a cranky man who didn't seem to want to put up with the Berkians. It led to an argument about whether the vikings could stay on the island, or if they were to move on. But, Gard was able to secure them a single home.

The mayor grunted and leaned back in his chair. "If you people are going to stay here, I expect you all to find jobs and help out."

Astrid nodded. "Of course."

The mayor eyed her up and down. "How old are you?" Astrid's eyes narrowed, not at all liking the question or how he asked it.

"Not old enough for you," she stated. The mayor licked his lips.

"That's to bad," he said. He turned to his papers on his desk. "Now, if you will excuse me, I've got this Resistance bullshit to deal with."

Astrid immediately took notice, as did the other Berkians.

"Resistance?" Astrid said. "What do you know about them?"

"I'm not at liberty to discuss that with you, my sexy little warrior," the mayor said, not taking his eyes off of his papers.

"Not at lib-"

"I'm not going to tell," the mayor said. He looked up from his papers, "Unless you-"

Astrid stormed out of the mayor's house, not taking him up on his offer. Gard ran up to the front of the group.

"I'll take you guys to your house. Work hard and you'll eventually be able to purchase you're own individual homes!" Gard eagerly guided them through the shopping markets and into the part of town where the personal houses were. It reminded the Berkians of a village, but the houses weren't rounded off like the ones on Berk.

The house was a little ways from the rest, which was fine by the Berkians. It looked older, more run down. As soon as he saw it, Fishlegs began thinking up ways to fix up the old cabin. The interior looked like the outside, old and beaten up. The place would definitely need fixing up if all of them were going to be living there.

"Well, here we are," Gard said, walking through the door and into the living room. There was a couch and a cooking fire, with some cabinets along one side of the wall.

"There's one bedroom upstairs," Gard said. He chuckled awkwardly. "Good luck trying to find a place to sleep..." Snotlout glared at him. Gard rubbed the the back of his neck nervously.

"Thank you, Gard. You've been a big help; saved our lives even," Astrid said. Gard smiled appreciatively.

"I'll leave you guys to get comfortable. When you got time, go explore town, meet some folks," Gard said, before limping back out the door. Sven shut it behind him.

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They'd been in the little fishing town known as Fishskin – Taliyah made a very disgusted face when she heard name – for two months and the Berkians were doing their best to fit in with the towns people.

Urt was better, thank Thor. He was helping out the fisherman with their nets and catches, sometimes going out on the water with them. Sven was helping out with the farm animals, the twins and Snotlout were weapon testers and craftsmen in training. Fishlegs got a job at the library. He didn't do much other than read, which was the perfect job in his mind.

Astrid, however, didn't seem to like the town. Her mind was still set on Drago and Berk. Her ultimate goal was to find the blasted man and avenge Berk and everyone she lost. And to find Drago, she would have to find the Resistance... that was more or less just to have a fighting chance against Drago and his army. Astrid was angry, not stupid.

Taliyah seemed to be enjoying the town. She got the only proper bedroom in the house, all the other vikings looking for there own place. But, Astrid was worried about the little girl. She had been having nightmares for the past few nights. Who could blame her? It was surprising to Astrid she held off this long without the horrid dreams.

Tuffnut and Ruffnut suddenly through open the door, looking excited. Tuff fell down to his knees and through his fists in the air, yelling, "We did it!"

Astrid and Taliyah looked at the two questioningly. Astrid hoped they didn't destroy any of the town. They were the new kids and were still trying to fit in.

"What? What did you do?" Astrid asked cautiously.

"We bought a house!" Ruffnut squealed. Then frowned, adding that she remembered she would have to be alone with her brother.

"Wow! That's great guys," Astrid said. First Sven and Urt found separate homes, now the twins – of all people – were going to find a little section to call home in this town. It was worked out that Astrid could keep the house the mayor gave them. She had all but paid for it – she would help out and train young kids how to use basic weapons, for protection.

The old house was in much better shape then when they first moved in. It wasn't quite finished on the outside, but inside was finished and looked almost new. Taliyah came to like the new house. She said she had decorated her room to look like her old one on Berk.

"So when do you guys move in?" Astrid asked.

"We can move our stuff over tomorrow," Ruffnut said proudly.

"Do you guys live close? Can I visit you sometimes?" this was Taliyah, leaving her toys on the floor to stand beside Astrid. A little to close for Astrid's comfort. She found the little girl to be quite invasive to personal space sometimes.

"Oh yeah, it's only a five minute walk," Tuffnut said. Taliyah beamed. She like the twins, their childish nature making her feel like she had some friends who were around her age. And, mentally, the twins were her age.

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It was around dinner when Snotlout and Fishlegs came back from their jobs. Much to Astrid's annoyance, they never ate the food she cooked. She thought they would be appreciative, but no one of them liked her cooking. Even Taliyah ate the food the two would bring home.

"Fish and I are moving out," Snotlout said out of the blue. He, Fishlegs, Astrid and Taliyah were eating dinner Fishlegs and Snotlout brought home.

"You guys, too?" Taliyah said. Fishlegs nodded.

"We're gonna split the money," Fishlegs said, gesturing to Snotlout and himself.

"You two are gonna get the whole place to yourselves," Snotlout said, smiling as he took another bite of food. Taliyah looked at Astrid, not really liking the idea of everyone moving out.

"But, I thought we were a family. Why is everyone moving out?" Taliyah asked.

"House is to small," Astrid said, focusing on her food. "We're bound to drive each other nuts eventually."

Taliyah sighed and went back to her food.

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Every night, Taliyah made Astrid tuck her in. It wasn't up for discussion; if Astrid didn't tuck her in just right, Taliyah wouldn't go sleep. Not couldn't, wouldn't.

And tonight would be no different. After the deed was done and Taliyah was snug-as-a-bug-in-a-rug, Astrid turned to go into her room, the room right next to Taliyah's. The original room was just one huge room, and so Astrid built a wood wall in the center of it, taking the other half for herself. Taliyah didn't mind, her old room on Berk was closer to the new size of her room.

Before Astrid could escape into her room, Taliyah squeaked, "Wait!"

Astrid sighed and turned to face her, "What?"

Taliyah looked a little nervous and adverted her eyes from Astrid's.

"Uhhh, could you kiss me goodnight? My mom always did," Taliyah said, looking back up at Astrid shyly. Astrid looked at her for a long moment, thinking. She sighed.

"Good night," the viking said, before turning to her room. Taliyah sighed and laid down to sleep.

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What, oh what, are you going to do now, little girl?

Taliyah looked around the forest. She heard the strange man, but couldn't see him. She was alone in the woods.

I killed you family, almost made you starve on a boat. Even froze you're entire island. What makes you think you can hide from ME?

Taliyah trembled and started backing up, her eyes wide and aimed at the heavens. The blood-red heavens.

Who can save you? You friends? You've got none. I'm the only one you know, the only one who knows YOU. Just come back to me, little girl, I'll show you your parents.

A point on the forest ground began to ooze a blob of, what appeared to be, blood. The blood began to spread at a rapid rate across the entire forest floor. Afterwards, it began to climb the trees and bushes, completely over taking them within seconds.

I control all the dragons. They're everywhere, and they're watching YOU.

The blood began to dissolve the forest, starting from the tops of the highest trees and slowly eating them away.

I will NEVER go away, little, tiny, helpless girl. No can protect you, nor the house you live in. I'm coming to find you, I want to show you were parents!

Taliyah screamed, but nothing came out. The blood was now making the ground disappear, slowly getting closer to where Taliyah stood.

Here they are! Lets say hello to you parents!

The ground finally vanished from below her feet, sending her into a free fall. She got that awful feeling of weightlessness in her stomach. She screamed, this time being rewarded with a loud screech of horror.

And, rising from the depths of the darkness, was the huge dragon that froze Berk. It opened its massive jaws, getting ready for Taliyah.

The little girl kept falling, going head over heals, unable to stop. She kept getting closer, and closer, and closer, until finally... CHOMP!

Taliyah awoke with a start. It wasn't until Astrid burst into her room, hugged her close to her chest, that Taliyah noticed she was screaming. She quickly hugged Astrid around the neck, berrying her face into Astrid's neck, trying not to cry.

"It's okay, it's okay," Astrid had been saying. She pulled them apart after awhile, looking Taliyah in the eyes.

"It's was just another nightmare," Astrid said. Taliyah wiped a stray tear from her eye.

"I know." It came out much more timid than Taliyah intended. A moment passed, then Taliyah asked, "Can I sleep with you tonight?"

Astrid looked at the bed, but made up her mind. "Sure, just for tonight."

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"Inform the counsel, tell them we are to have a meeting tomorrow, at dawn, on Fishskin. Don't let Hiccup know," Valka said, leaning back in her chair. Heather nodded, and turned to leave the woman's house. The news came as a shock to Valka. But, that's all it did. She'd get over it in a few minutes, most likely. She hadn't lived on Berk for years, why should it bother her? Not like she was planning on returning.

No, the person it would really upset would be her son. Hiccup had always said he would get Berk to see dragons the way he did. His dream was to get his mother back to his father, to make his family complete again. And, unless Stoick turned tail and ran – which Valka knew was impossible – then that dream would be dead.

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From atop a peak, a man stood with his Night Fury sitting beside him. The man wore light leather armor, a flaming sword on his side. He didn't need armor, even his flaming sword wasn't strong enough to withstand a swing from a real blade.

No, he was not a ground troop. The man was Warchief Haddock. And the Warchief stood on his favorite peak, looking down at the large, flat ground they had made. There, on the ground below the Warchief, was his army, the men and women he was training for the Resistance. There were two hundred of them in total. A relatively small number, but one Ace soldier could take out several men with ease atop their dragons.

Hiccup Haddock watched as another batch of his Aces load up their dragons, taking off to the front lines of the Resistance.


A/N: Do I want to end this story with a happy ending? We'll see, the end is far away.

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