Evening everyone. Very important question for you all. Have now seen most of the tv episodes of both series and have a couple character that have a potential in this story but I'm torn. Should I keep this strictly movies or should I thrown in some of the tv franchise. Up to you. Disclaimer: I don't own HTTYD just some OCs. Review and enjoy.

Prologue

Erik looked at the map of Berk that was laid out before him. His focus was on the is island a few miles east of his target. It was big enough to hold a sufficient force to weaken Berk to its knee for the decapitating blow his elite warriors will deliver. All he needed was his source to draw Haddock's warriors away from the back beach.

"We will have Berk." He snickered. The days of Viking were coming to an end.

"Are you sure about that?" Erik looked up at the face of his one armed father.

"Drago, why do you questions my skill when your own failed?"

His one good hand shot out and wrapped around Erik's throat, "You're a puny whelp that about as useful as horse dung."

Erik shook his head. His father put him down and as soon as his feet were solidly on the ground; Erik rammed his knee into Drago's groin. The one armed man dropped to the ground with a grunt. Erik grabbed his father by his neck and threw him onto the table. Grabbing a stray knife, Erik slammed the blade into the table, right next to his father's ear.

"I will not tolerate insubordination in a one-armed failure, who couldn't kill a mere boy with a crippled dragon." He snarled. Drago's eyes widened at the sudden burst of anger and power. Erik took a deep breath to cull his anger. Drago seeing the warning in his son's eye, quickly limped out of the great hall

"In a week, I will bring the Vikings to an end and start of an era that will rival that of the Gods themselves."

Berk

"Chief Haddock, I do believe it's time to talk war."

Those were the words that had kept Hiccup from his bed for three days. Hiccup trudged through his village, with Toothless not far behind him. He turned; headed towards the forge for the meeting Stormrider and he had set up. As he entered and headed to his little office, Hiccup noticed that Rex was sleeping on one of the work tables. Storm was curled up in a corner watching him and Toothless with those purple/yellow eyes of his.

"Toothless. Stay." Hiccup said as he walked into his office. Stormrider was looking over some of his ideas that he hadn't been able to work on. Hiccup sat down and began to massage the muscles around his peg leg; knowing full well that the pain was a mental thing because of his anxiety and doubt.

"Stonefist is dead." Stormrider said out of nowhere. Hiccup continued as if he hadn't heard for a couple seconds before he shot to his feet.

"How? why? What happened?" this knowledge put some hope in Hiccup; if the figurehead was down then maybe the council would not send its army to Berk.

"Erik Bludfist has effectively taken over the council by blaming the death of Stonefist on me and is leading a force of a hundred thousand men to the northern shore of Berk after launching a night attack three days from now."

Hiccup was still processing the seven words of Stormrider's update. The others black haired man had killed Stonefist and was planning to annihilate Berk in one fell blow. Hiccup started pacing, pain in his leg completely forgotten. Three days was not nearly enough for Hiccup to prepare a suitable…what was he thinking; a hundred thousand men were going to attack. Not even if every man, woman and child would fight, the force Hiccup could muster would be pathetically prepared for the overwhelming odds.

"How am I gonna pull this off?" Hiccup mumbled to himself. Panic was starting to creep into his mind; the only thing passing through his mind was the dead face of his village. A firm hand clamped down on Hiccup's shoulder, spinning him to face of a very annoyed Stormrider.

"Easily; now get a hold of yourself." His voice rumbled in a low octave. Hiccup swallowed and pushed his panic out and stepped away from the other chief.

"Explain how this will be easy." Hiccup demanded as his sanity returned. A very evil looking smile spread across Stormrider's face.

"Water."

Hiccup just stared at him, "water?" he repeated. Stormrider nodded. A snort escaped Hiccup; which was soon followed by uncontrollable laughter. Did this fool really think that water would stop a force of a hundred thousand men? Hiccup tripped and landed on his butt as he continued to laugh rather loudly. Suddenly the question of how did Stormrider know this, popped into Hiccup's head. Stopping mid luagh, Hiccup looked up at Stormrider.

"How do you know this?" Again that evil smile appeared. Hiccup once again began to wonder if letting this man help with Berk's defense was such a good idea. While he was very adept in tactics and gives of the whole most-dangerous-thing-you'll-ever-meet vibe; Hiccup could not ever get a feel for how his mind works. Stormrider walked out of Hiccup's office with a wave of his hand.

"You should be glad, Chief Haddock."

Hiccup grabbed the edge of his work table and pulled himself up and followed him. Toothless gave him a confused look as Rex and Storm fell behind Stormrider. Shrugging at Toothless, Hiccup did his best to sate his curiosity.

"Why should I be happy?"

Stormrider looked over his shoulder at him, "Because you now have two days of rest and relaxation. I'm sure your girl will enjoy some time with you."

Hiccup was lost; how did this mean he got a couple days of nothing ahead. Not that he was entirely complaining but still he needed to know.

"What happens on the third day?" the look he received sent numerous chills down his spine. Those eyes didn't belong to an ordinary person; eyes like those who fight for the joy of the kill.

"We bring the fight to them."

Hiccup was even more lost than before. While a sneak attack even the odds a little but Berk was severely low on manpower.

"How?" he asked; not wanting to know the answer. Stormrider scratched Rex under his chin.

"Water."

Completely giving up on the subject, Hiccup bade Stormrider goodnight and went home to enjoy many hours of dreamless sleep.

(point of view change)

Astrid stepped out of her house feeling refreshed. It had been a long and grueling three days for her; long lectures about battle tactics and strategies. Astrid normally would have somewhat excited for this kind thing had she not already knew it by heart. Not to mention, Snotlout's constant complaining fiasco.

"Good morning Astrid." Valka called as she walked by. Returning her greeting, Astrid began her way to the arena for her morning workout. Hiccup usually joined her for the dragon riding section of her workout but she figured he'd sleep out all his work from the past three days and nights. She walked across the rope bridge to the arena when she noticed the multitude of dragons all over the chains of the arena, firing of blasts of fire randomly. Fearing that one of the children was trapped and being toyed with; Astrid bolted to the gates, threw them open and stumbled.

Stormrider was in the middle of a very intricate dance. Astrid watched, enthralled by how he twirled, ducked and flipped out of the way of multiple fireballs. His hands were tied behind his back and he was blind-folded, but he moved gracefully out of harm's way every.

"Beautiful isn't it." The voice of Helen broke Astrid from her reverie. Dress in a tight shirt and pants, Astrid noted how incredibly fast this girl had recovered from her wounds. She had complete use of her arm and her abdomen was nearly healed. She hadn't said a word other than the polite usual's since the morning after she arrived though she had taken a quick liking to Gobber and his forge and could usually be found helping the old man. Astrid turned her attention back to the death-defying dance before her and had to agree with her. The fluidity of his movement and the complete confidence that each of his actions held. Something brushed against the top of Astrid's head; in response, she quickly looked up at the roof of the small tunnel she was in. Helen chuckled as Astrid jerked her head around.

"the best way to disrupt this dance is to change the rhythm."

The hiss of dragons and the scraping of steel filled the air as Astrid began to question the sanity of these two.