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Stoick's POV (pt 1)

I looked ahead through the fog that is Helheim's Gate. Finally, the day had come, the day when we finally find the Dragons' Nest. I glanced back at the Night Fury long enough to sneer and spit in its face. It may have brought us here, but it was still the worst dragon of them all.

That thought lead me back to my son, excuse me, my ex-son. He was no son of mine. He shouldn't have been from the moment he was born. There's never been a chief or son of a chief anything like him. And that is not a compliment. He's always been . . . different, but I never thought he would dare go as far as trying to tame one of those gods-awful scaled demons. Not only that, but the one dragon he manages to get close enough to is the very one that does the most damage to the village! How he even accomplished such a thing was beyond anyone's comprehension, even harder to understand was that he would even consider trying to do it in the first place. It was an act of treason worthy of banishment, and he would receive just that, as soon as we got rid of the Nest.

I groaned, this isn't the first headache thinking of Hiccup has given me, but this time, he wasn't alone in my thoughts. His mother, my wonderful wife who now resided in Valhalla, was there too. I found myself muttering, "Oh Val, how could this have happened?"

I shook my head. I couldn't afford to look weak or troubled in front of the others. I needed to show them that there wasn't anything to fear, especially when there wasn't anything to cause concern. I mean really, this is just like a dragon raid, except that this time, the tables have turned. We are the ones that are going to emerge victorious. We will no longer have to deal with the dragon parasites taking everything we work so hard for to survive.

We went along through the mist of Helheim's Gate for a while longer, following where that blasted Night Fury unintentionally directed us. It will be a whole new kind of satisfying when we finally get rid of these pests, I thought to myself, especially that Night Fury.

I looked ahead, and I could just barely make out an upcoming landmass through the fog. We had arrived we were finally at the place that my ancestors and I had been searching for the past three hundred years. We would finally end it.

"However how this ends," I said aloud to my fellow Vikings, "it ends today."

When we finally docked, I could feel my fellow warriors' anticipation for what was about to happen. I know I felt the same way. We set up catapults that would be used to knock the side of the massive mountain in, allowing us to, at last, get rid of the beasts. Maybe then we could store up enough food to last us the winter.

The catapults were finally set up, loaded, and had eager Vikings waiting for my order. Well, I couldn't keep them waiting much longer, now could I? I slowly raised my hand so everyone could see, and then quickly made it into a fist, giving the signal to launch.

The rocks did their job, and quite well, I might add. They knocked straight through, leaving a gaping hole in the side of the mountain. Then, all at once, a huge amount of dragons suddenly flew out of the hole, straight over our heads.

Everything was quiet then I heard Gobber walk up to me. "Is that it?" he asked, sounding greatly surprised. There was a moment of silence, before everyone broke out into jovial cheers, sure that we had gotten rid of the menace, or at least gotten it to leave, for good.

I frowned. That couldn't just be it. We haven't suffered for three centuries losing hundreds of friends and family members, not to mention a significant amount of food shortages just for them to fly away when their home was only slightly damaged. It was far too easy. It didn't add up. Why didn't the dragons attack us for putting a hole in their home when they saw us? Something was very wrong here.

My suspicions were only confirmed when I looked back to the head ship where the Night Fury was restrained. It was thrashing around, as if it wanted to go and join its kind in the sky. However, that wasn't the strange part, after all, if I was chained to a boat, I would be trying to escape as well. The strange part was that it did not look all that angry. No, it looked almost . . . afraid. This is what worried me. What on Midgard could be terrifying enough to even make the unholy offspring of lightning and death itself flinch, let alone terrified to the point where it didn't even look all that angry about being restrained?

I suddenly remembered what Hiccup had desperately tried to tell me after I dragged him to the Great Hall. "They have to raid us or they'll be eaten themselves!" What exactly had he meant by that? He couldn't have possibly meant . . . no. That can't possibly be it. Then again, Hiccup had been here before.

No. Hiccup was always one to exaggerate, not to mention the simple fact that he is what his name suggests him to be, everything must look bigger to him than it would to us. It simply isn't possible for something that big to exist. Still . . .

"This isn't over!" I yelled back to the celebrating Vikings. They all quieted down and turned serious after they heard me. Just then, we heard the loudest sound I'm willing to bet anyone there at the time had ever heard. It was a roar, and a massive one at that. I heard everyone start murmuring worriedly to each other; wondering what could have made such a sound. We soon got our answer, though to this day all of us wish we hadn't.

A massive dragon, one the size of at least a hundred Monstrous Nightmares burst out of the mountain through the hole. Although, the only thing that did for the mountain was damage it more, since it wasn't nearly big enough for it to get through cleanly. It was something that will forever haunt my nightmares, and that is something that isn't easy to accomplish, by anything. The thing had three pairs of eyes, legs at least twice the size of the Great Hall of Berk, an enormous club-like tail that looked like rocks had been put together and stuck on the end of it, and red big red spikey scales all over its back.

I couldn't believe it. For once, Hiccup had been right about something. This is why all those dragons were constantly raiding us. They had to get food to feed this, this thing, or, like Hiccup said, they would more likely get eaten than left alone. I couldn't believe I was actually feeling sympathy for the savage beasts, but this dragon (if you were even able to call it that) was so horrible, that it would have made Hel herself take a step back in fear. At this point, I pretty much knew that none of us were getting out of here alive, or, at the very least, no one was leaving without at least losing a limb. But that didn't mean we couldn't go down the Viking way. We would go down fighting. Even so, as I stared at the monstrosity, my eyes wide with what I will never admit to be fear, but honestly was, I could only say one thing, "Odin help us."


Hey everyone! I'm back!

First off, I'd like to apologize for making you guys wait for so long, but if this is your first time clicking on this fanfic, just ignore that. So, I'm finally off hiatus, and back on fanfiction. One of the reasons it took me so long to update was the fact that Stoick is one of the hardest characters to write from the perspective of, especially at this point in the movie. But I really should have updated sooner, but I just got lazy, as well as distracted. I had other things to worry about, like school. But I hope this will make up for it, and if it doesn't, then feel free to throw virtual tomatoes at me while I desperately fail at dodging them.

Also, for a side note, did anyone here see the released pics for HTTYD 2? They are so freaking amazing! Hiccup looks awsome, and so do Toothless and Astrid. They are the only ones to have pictures released, but if any of you know of some other released/leaked pics that aren't of them, please let me know. Also, I also read somewhere that the next season of Riders of Berk (that will be coming out fall this year. Ugh, waiting, blech) will have a new name. It will be called, wait for it, Defenders of Berk! I personally think that that is totally and completely awsome. Also, very much a forshadow into next season. I can't wait!

So as always, read, favorite alert, PM, and REVIEW!

Peace, love, and peaches (unless you're allergic to peaches, in which case I wish you pomegranates) to you all, my lovely pretties!

~ Love & Secrets

P.S. I'm thinking of changing my penname. I'd like to know if you guys have any suggestions as to what it could be, just don't suggest anything that directly has to do with a fandom.