First off, really really REALLY sorry about the long wait. Life's been...ugh and such. But I finally got some free time so I wrote chapter six!

In the story, results thus far:

Leiptr: 0 Victories

League: 1 Victory

Chapter Six: A Jock's Determination

Hiccup couldn't help but feel uneasy. But there was no way to fix it, since he didn't dare defy Drotning. The dragon princess had chosen the plaza of Berk as the battlefield for the Firepower Duel. And since fire is going to be going all over the place, it would be one Hel of a pain to repair all the burned and scorched houses.

As the viking teens were on their way back to Berk, all of them were hoping that there house won't catch on fire. Hiccup brought Toothless up to Snotlout and Hookfang, who seemed to be greatly focused. "Snotlout," Hiccup whispered. "Try not to burn down the entire village."

"Hey," Snotlout began to hiss in reply. "Why are you putting this all on me? Who knows, maybe the guy from the other side would burn the place more than I would."

"Just don't make everything go up in flames," Fishlegs hastily added from behind. "Because we're probably going to be the ones who fix it since you were the cause of it."

"Must I repeat the incident with Mildew's house?" Hiccup muttered, annoyed. "And you guys barely helped me fix it."

"Hey, at least you figured out that Mildew was guilty for accusing our dragons."

"Thank you, for summing that up."

It was around noon when the vikings arrived at Berk. Ruffnut and Tuffnut meanwhile headed home to rest up. Hiccup and Astrid promised them that they will receive the details after the match. All the villagers started to gather as the dragons landed. But after sinister growls from Drotning, backed up by Auki, the audiences slowly subsided. Toothless and Hiccup stared at the dragon princess for a moment. "Not to attract too much attention. It will waver concentration."

Looking around, many of the vikings decided to avoid the plaza. Seeing a horde of dragons ready for battle just screams that if you stick around, it's going to get dangerous. Hiccup couldn't help but feel a sigh of relief. At least not as many people would be harmed as he thought they would.

His heart however, sank, when he realized that his house was sitting in the hill above the plaza. If that was to be set on fire...Hiccup pushed the thoughts of his father's lectures to the back of his mind and focused on getting Snotlout to take this seriously. But it seemed that Astrid got ahead of him. "If you lose, I'm going to punch you so hard..."

"Hey, you do that anyway," Snotlout quickly told her, earning himself a punch in the stomach. Heading over to Hookfang while crutching his stomach, Snotlout strode into the center of the plaza. On the other side, when Hiccup saw Snotlout's opponent, his heart sank again. Snotlout himself gulped for a moment but didn't dare falter.

Thuggory grinned. "You're up against our second best," he smirked. "Don't bet on winning too much. She's got more spunk than she looks." Her Nadder squawked for a moment before her nose was rubbed on gently.

Drotning landed in between the two teams. "The same rules will apply. The following instructions will be for the participants. While firepower is something all dragons have, it is not useful unless it is actually effective. Therefore, the first side to land a burn on the human rider will win.

"Now, Snotlout Jorgensen and Hookfang versus Camicazi and Bryda. Begin duel!" For a moment, none of the contestants moved. The atmosphere was filled with a tense silence. Camicazi grinned ear to ear. "Did you know they say that the Deadly Nadder has one of the hottest fires in the dragon world?"

"Oh yeah?" Snotlout scoffed. "Well, Hookfang here is part of the Stoker Class. Which has something related to fire! I think." The jock quickly shrugged it off. "Come on, Hookfang." Snotlout brought his fist up in the air before bringing it down. "Annihilate!" On cue, a stream of fire erupted from Hookfang's mouth, shooting straight for Camicazi and Bryda. The Deadly Nadder leaped into the air with Camicazi tumbling onto the side.

As she got back up, she brushed some dust off her clothes. "Not bad." Camicazi spent a moment to tie up her unruly blonde hair into a ponytail so that it won't get in her way later on. "So the deal is to land a fiery burn on you before you do the same to me. I'll have you know we Bog Burglars are master evaders."

Snotlout climbed onto Hookfang. "We'll see about that!" Tugging the Monstrous Nightmare's horns, Snotlout and Hookfang took off into the air. Camicazi quickly swung her leg over Bryda's saddle. "You're not going to get away!" she declared before flying off after Snotlout. Drotning flapped after them to keep an eye on the match.

Hiccup sighed. Astrid nudged his arm. "I know how you're feeling. I'm a little worried that Snotlout's not going to win either."

"That's not it," Hiccup replied. "Snotlout really pulls through when you need him too. It's just that I'm worried he's going to use up Hookfang's shot limits." Beside him, Fishlegs racked his brain. "Monstrous Nightmare. Firepower 15, shot limit 10."

As if on cue, a second blast came from Hookfang's jaws. Exclaiming in surprise, Camicazi yanked Bryda downwards sharply. Snotlout scoffed. "Not bad yourself." As the shot missed, Hiccup and Fishlegs winced.

"That leaves eight shots," Astrid commented.

"And the Deadly Nadder statistics include a firepower if 18 and a shot limit of six," Fishlegs continued, recalling the facts from the Book of Dragons with ease. Hiccup pondered over the information for a while. "Camicazi's dragon has stronger attacks. But Hookfang has more shots."

"Quantity against quality?" Fishlegs questioned. Hiccup nodded. "Exactly. Let's hope Snotlout uses those numbers to his advantage."

Back up in the air, Camicazi was beginning to feel an urge of excitement. "It's been a while since my heart has been pounding this fast," she grinned. "Snotlout Jorgensen, I acknowledge you as a worthy opponent."

"You're not going to take us down that easily." Snotlout pulled back on Hookfang's horns, firing the third shot. Camicazi hopped off Bryda's saddle and the fireball passed harmlessly below her. The Berk viking teens' jaws dropped.

"You're kidding," Astrid gulped.

"She can do that?" Fishlegs whispered. Hiccup actually felt anxiety when Camicazi landed on Bryda's back with ease. Snotlout was still staring with his mouth agape. A smirked adorned Camicazi's face. "A Bog Burglar has to be balanced and agile. I just hope you have an idea of what you're up against."

Tugging on Bryda, the Deadly Nadder sent a bright orange stream of fire towards Snotlout and Hookfang. Startled, Hookfang shot a blast of his own in response, the two flames colliding in a flashing explosion. Snotlout directed Hookfang downwards, the Nightmare's sharp speed causing them to approach the ground at high speed. When Snotlout pulled on the horns hard, they barely managed to save themselves from a crash landing.

Snotlout was sent tumbling forward onto the stone plaza. Hookfang growled and shot a blast towards Bryda, who easily dodged it. Hiccup bit his lip as Snotlout crawled back to his feet. "Only five shots left."

"And Camicazi still has four," Astrid added.

"That I don't need to be reminded about," Hiccup grumbled in response. At the edge of his vision, he looked to Thuggory who was laughing with pride. "I told you, Haddock. Don't expect to take down that girl easily. She knows where her loyalties lie."

Hiccup shot Thuggory a small glare. "Yeah, and it's not with you." Upon hearing this, the Meathead heir clenched his fists. "What was that?" he hissed. Thuggory took a step forward when a hand from Svala told him to back off.

"Step down, Thuggory," Svala said calmly. "Save your energy for your duel." Thuggory scoffed arrogantly before returning to face Camicazi's battle, the said girl landing in the plaza. She hopped off her dragon. "I thought you'd be a much more tougher opponent, Snotlout."

The jock let out a dry laugh as he got up to his feet. "If you think that's all Hookfang has in him, you've got it wrong." Snotlout reached behind his back, wrapping his head around something hidden beneath his vest. "The goal. Is to land a burn on the opponent. Weapons are a different story, right?"

"Yes," Drotning replied sternly.

"Good." Bringing his hand back out, Snotlout gripped a bludgeon tightly. "From now on, we're going to get serious! Don't scream." Feeding off the energy of his rider, Hookfang stood behind Snotlout boldly. The Monstrous Nightmare purred slightly before flickering flames crawled up his horns, causing them to glow bright orange.

Hiccup swallowed the lump in his throat. "Does that use one of his shots?"

"I think so," Fishlegs answered.

"Four shots remaining," Astrid reminded the boys. Hiccup and Toothless both mentally commented that the shot countdown was not helping. Seeing Hookfang raring to go along with Snotlout, Camicazi smirked.

"You're actually drawing a weapon?" she asked. "I won't need one to beat you!" Bryda lashed her tail forward, sending out a flurry of spikes. Snotlout yelled out a loud war cry as he charged, ducking from the danger. Hookfang shot forward, straight for Camicazi.

The Deadly Nadder was about to attack Hookfang when a sharp pain shot through it's sides. Screeching, Bryda turned to see Snotlout with sharp rocks in his hands. The young viking was chuckling as he played with the stones in his right hand while his left held the bludgeon ready for us. "I told you the reason I missed in the arena was because the sun was in my eyes."

Grunting, Snotlout thrusted his arm forward. Bryda easily deflected the projectiles with her tail. Opening her jaws, a stream of fire was shot towards Snotlout. He rolled out of the way just before the fire reached him. Frustrated, Bryda fired another shot that Snotlout managed to leap away from easily.

"Yeah!" cheered Hiccup and the other Berk vikings together, who were now becoming elated with the duel in front of them. "Bryda's down to two shots!" Fishlegs cried excitedly.

"We might actually win this thing!" Astrid chimed in.

"I knew we didn't make the wrong decision to choose Snotlout for this duel," Hiccup grinned as he patted Toothless on the head. Thuggory folded his arms. "It's not over yet!"

Camciazi sprung high into the air just as Hookfang thrusted his horns upwards. She slid down the Monstrous Nightmare's back and tail, nimbly landing back onto the ground. Hookfang sharply turned to face Camicazi. He let out a single blast of fire, forcing her to jump out of the way.

In the corner of her eye, Camicazi caught sight of a wooden cart. She made towards it, just as another flurry of flames flew right above her head. Her hands instinctively went to cover her head. Just as she reached the cart, Camicazi kicked it hard from the side, forcing the cart in front of her.

Hookfang's horns suddenly drove right through the wood, barely managing to pierce some fibers off her clothing just as Camicazi sidestepped. "Whoa!" she yelled before pulling herself up on the cart and leaping over Hookfang. "That was close." The Monstrous Nightmare smashed the cart to pieces with it's claws.

Snotlout ran forward straight for Bryda. As he ducked from another flurry of spikes, Snotlout popped up in font of the Nadder's nose.

"The blind spot!" Astrid exclaimed. "I guess Snotlout learned something from Dragon Training after all."

"Don't underestimate us," Snotlout smirked before swinging his bludgeon hard, slamming it right into Bryda's face. At the same time, Hookfang fired for Camicazi's legs, forcing her to the right. Her back was suddenly pushed against her dragon's. She gasped as soon as she realized the situation.

"Got you," Snotlout smirked just as Hookfang used his final blast, barely brushing against Camicazi's arm. Suddenly she felt burning pain, and it gradually moved across her arm. Just as fast, Drotning dropped some water from above, her claws clutching a barrel with water dripping from it. Camicazi sighed as the pain subsided.

"The match has been decided," Drotning declared, to the joy of the Berk vikings. "The winner is the Leiptr Clan. Snotlout Jorgensen and Hookfang evens the score with the Firepower duel."

"Aw yeah!" Snotlout hooted, bringing up his bulky arms, earning laughs and cheers from his friends. Camicazi slowly got back up to her feet. Thuggory shot her a small disapproving glare while the others gave her nods for doing what she could. Camicazi turned to face Snotlout. "How did you make the pain spread?" she suddenly asked.

Snotlout grinned. "Hookfang's body is covered with a substance that is incredibly flammable. One spark and it spreads like wildfire."

"Smart," Camicazi murmured as she held her burned arm. With the duel over, Hiccup rushed over to Camicazi. "Let's get you to Gobber," he suggested. "He'll fix up that wound right up."

"Thanks," Camicazi answered, returning Hiccup's smile. Drotning landed in the center of the plaza. "I will now announce the next match."

Toothless' ears suddenly perked up and Hiccup abruptly turned his head towards the Dragon Princess. Auki and Thuggory listened very carefully. "The next duel will be... Strategy." From Thuggory's side, Alf grinned. Fishlegs meanwhile, swallowed hard. "My turn."

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So Fishlegs' battle is next! Look out for Chapter Seven: Scandinavian Art of War.