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Memories: Journey Home

Chapter 7: A Nemesis and a Friend

The night soon was drawing upon the small family. Only the stars and moon were the light, and the night brought out more than just the nocturnal creatures. Owls and bats swarmed the trees, and there was the distinct sound of Night Terrors swarming the trees. Neither Hiccup, Toothless, nor Astrid could tell if they were close now, due to the lack of light.

Toothless continued to follow the mysterious voice. He was certain; it was a Night Fury's call. But whose call was it? Toothless wondered. That voice…. It was familiar. Like he knew the individual dragon who made that sound. A memory… of a former dragon.

Was it his Papa?

The Night Fury shook his head. No. The Wodensfang wouldn't be… alive. Toothless sighed. I don't want to believe it… but if he is really…

Toothless didn't want to think about it.

It felt like days- months, even- since Toothless started to fly on this trip. His wings felt sore, and the extra weight of two people (including who knows what else Vikings liked to bring with them on trips) decrease his stability. Oh, how I wish we could stop for a few moments, he prayed to the ancestors.

But the voice was still out there.

He shook his head. No. I need to find that dragon. Whomever it was… it had to be an Alpha of some kind. Only Alphas ordered the nest with such a powerful control in their roar. Toothless only knew from experience: when he roared louder, the other dragons seemed to obey him. It was fun at first, when he found out, but he soon grew tired of bossing them around.

He felt Hiccup pat his neck. "It's okay, bud. We'll find that dragon soon."

Toothless smiled and purred. "I know we will." He then frowned. "Unless this dragon is territorial…"

From what Toothless remembered, back in his childhood as Blackfoot, male dragons were the most territorial (compared to females… and elders). It was unwise to upset a male dragon, or they would attack you. Toothless only knew this because of Wodensfang; he used to attack hatchlings who walked too close to him. And for the other male dragons… they would fight for the better female mate.

And he knew it was a male out there. The determination in the roar was evident enough.

"Brother, there are Vikings out there."

Toothless lifted his head. That voice… it wasn't the same one… but it was familiar too. The dragon searched the sky. Where is it coming from? He wondered.

"I'll handle this. I am the Alpha, aren't I?"

The Night Fury gulped. "Uh… Hiccup?"

Hiccup seemed to understand him. "What is it, bud? Do you hear the dragon?" he asked, patting Toothless on the neck again.

It was at that moment when Toothless caught sight of the dragon.

There was a shriek in the air, and a dark shadow to go with it. Toothless stopped flying ahead, and held his stance in the air. He could feel his instincts tingle, and Hiccup and Astrid held onto him tightly. Toothless retracted his teeth.

With a quick flash, a dragon appeared. But it was not an ordinary dragon:

It was a Night Fury.

Toothless sneered. The dragon in front of him… was much bigger than him. A male, Toothless could confirm. His blue eyes burned in the night sky, and his teeth were also retracted. As Toothless was, the other male Night Fury kept his flying stance in position, as to block his path. His scales were lighter than Toothless'… perhaps an ivory colour.

"Go away!" the Night Fury growled.

Toothless hissed. He recognized this tactic, and it didn't belong to an Alpha dragon. "Where's your Alpha?" he taunted. "Or is he simply scared to face two Vikings?"

There was a slight pause from the bigger dragon. He tilted his head and his eyes thickened a little. "Wait… Blackfoot? The runt?"

Toothless wanted to correct the dragon, as he huffed annoyed. He hadn't been referred to as Blackfoot in many winters. But the dragon wouldn't know that. "Yes…" Toothless admitted. "And where's your brother? Still picking on smaller Night Furies, like when we were yearlings?" he snickered.

"That is none of your concern!" the Night Fury growled, as his mouth filled with plasma.

"Toothless! Duck!" Hiccup warned.

Toothless didn't hesitate to move, as Hiccup clicked the tailfin to the right. The three friends immediately moved, completely missing the plasma blast. Toothless growled, and he charged up his plasma blast, and fired at the Night Fury. However, the Night Fury anticipated the rebound and missed the blast entirely.

"Nice try, Blackfoot!" the dragon taunted.

Toothless growled, as he prepared another plasma blast.


….Eight Years Ago….

"I see you were unsuccessful," a dragon growled.

Blackfoot lifted his head. Where did that voice come from? Was his initial thought. His instincts, and his sense of direction with hearing, caused his had to turn to the direction of the voice. It was unfamiliar, though.

He almost gaped in stunned mode.

A female dragon stood not a foot above him. She was young, due to the limited number of fins she had on her head. Like him, there were only two on each side. And her scales were a lighter black than his as well. Probably a coal colour.

But it was her eyes that stood out.

Unlike most Night Furies, her eyes were a bright green. Brighter than even his green irises, even. And he was known to being the only Night Fury to have them. I wonder how that happened, he wondered. Yet, he could not tear from her bright eyes.

They were stunning.

"In what?" he asked, rather stupidly.

The teenage female huffed. "With hooking your Gramps with my aunt." She cooed playfully, as he moaned in confusion. "Let's just say I've been watching you two talk. It's nice for her to socialize."

If the male Night Fury was not stunned in the presence of a female, he would have retorted back with a sarcastic comment. But he could not speak. The fact that another Night Fury was speaking to him, and one that was younger than fifty winters old, was still a shock to him.

"What? Are you shy all of the sudden?" she asked.

Blackfoot rolled his eyes. "You're quite blunt, aren't you?" he snorted. "I didn't ask you why you're snooping on other dragons."

She chucked softly. "I don't think I've met you before. Are you new here?" she asked.

"Perhaps… my name is Blackfoot," he introduced.

The female tilted her head in confusion. "You have a name?" she asked. "Why would you want a name?"

Blackfoot huffed. "None of your business."

"Okay, okay," the coal Night Fury said, in utter defeat. She inched closer to Blackfoot, to which he found himself shifting farther from her. "Well, have you been here very long? I don't remember seeing you in the migration months."

Blackfoot shrugged. "I've been here for a few months. Maybe. My…" he glanced at the Wodensfang, who had just fallen asleep, "-father… and I move around every so often." Sitting his head high, he added, "We're sort of like lone dragons."

The coal dragon seemed to have taken interest, because she sat down near him. "You don't have a herd?" she asked.

There was another shrug from the pitch black dragon. " . Wodensfang and I don't like to stay in one place very long. It gets a little crowded for us."

"The male calling, I suppose," she mused. When Blackfoot tilted his head in confusion, she added: "My father left when I was a hatchling. Disappeared with the other males, I guess."

"I never knew my father," the teen admitted. "But he was killed."

The female nodded sadly. "I'm sorry for your loss."

He felt warm all of the sudden. Finding a dragon his age, which he hadn't done in many winters, was nice. He had someone he could understand and relate to. Not that he could not with the Wodensfang, it was just that he enjoyed the closeness in age.

Silence swept through both teenagers. The male was not sure, but it could have come from the topic of fathers, as both did not know much about their fathers, or sires. It was something both were not used to speak about.

"My aunt loves those violet flowers," the female teenager whispered. "You know, the ones that grow on the east side of the forest."

The male teen cooed silently. This new dragon was beginning to grow on him.


"What the Hell is it doing?!" Astrid shouted.

Hiccup held on tight to Toothless' reins, as the dragon shot another plasma blast. "I have no idea, but I think we found another one of Toothless' nemeses!"

Yea... it wasn't the time to joke, with a feral dragon attacking them. Actually… it wasn't the time to joke at all. Hiccup smiled to himself. Yet… this is the first new Night Fury a human has seen in six years. He still couldn't get over the fact that an actual, another Night Fury was merely twenty feet away from them! An actual Night Fury!

Hiccup tried to contain his excitement, only because he would rather not die due to a territorial dragon's attack on them. And not to mention that he wanted a better look at the dragon. So he had to come up with a plan to stop this dragon from attacking them.

But why is it so territorial? Is this an Alpha of some kind?

Hiccup watched as the dragon's blue eyes stared at them with an intense scare. Wait… blue eyes? Don't Night Furies have green eyes? Hiccup frowned. Dragons were known to have only one set of eye colour, depending on the species. For instance, Deadly Naddars all had yellow eyes. Rumblehorns all had green eyes.

So… Night Furies have different color eyes…

Like humans…

This revelation, alone, would have caused him to faint at the sight of the dragon. And also fanboy out that there was so much coolness in this revelation, he would have squealed like a little girl at the sight of a baby dragon.

But this wasn't the time to dwindle on this.

He had a feral dragon to stop.

"Easy, bud," Hiccup warned, resting his hand on top of Toothless' head. The dragon seemed to hear him, because Toothless calmed down, and stopped attacking the feral dragon. Hiccup could hear Toothless hissing, but it was not as menacing as before. "We have to show this dragon that we don't mean to hurt him."

Toothless groaned in annoyance.

Astrid placed a hand on Hiccup's shoulder. "What exactly are you doing?" she asked. "This is a feral dragon, is it not?" She groaned in frustration as well. "He attacked us first."

Hiccup almost laughed. It's almost like I'm married to a toddler. "I know, but we need to be the bigger people here." He grinned. "Look, this is Dragon Master we're talking about, right?"

"I never mentioned Dragon Master," Astrid said, but Hiccup could hear the sass in her voice. "And right now… I'm not so convinced that you can train this Night Fury here."

Hiccup frowned. "You're kidding, right?"

Toothless grunted, as though he was offended, too.

The feral Night Fury sneered at the small party. Hiccup took the hesitation as the right time to fully study the dragon. It… wasn't exactly the same size as Toothless. In fact, if Hiccup was wrong with his sizing… the dragon appeared to be bigger than Toothless. I guess it's not surprising… Hiccup admitted… but Toothless is the only Night Fury anyone's ever seen.

Hiccup shook his head. Was… the only Night Fury.

For some strange reason… Hiccup noticed how the two dragons answered each other's hisses and grunts. Like... a form of communication, like between the other dragons and Toothless. Hiccup noticed that it was similar to how Toothless and Stormfly spoke to each other. But… more like how the Whispering Death and Toothless… uh… spoke.

Wait.

Hiccup patted Toothless. "Hey, bud? Can you…" He sighed. Gods, I hope this works. "Can you tell this dragon that we want to see his herd?"

Toothless glanced up at him with a toothless grin. He turned his head to the feral dragon again, and hissed.

Astrid tightened her grip around Hiccup's waist. "I hope you know what you're doing…"

"Me too," Hiccup agreed.

The dragon did something strange. He shook his head constantly, and he kept hissing at Toothless. However, he did nothing to show any type of attack. In fact, the dragon twitched his body a little, and his thin slits from his eyes went suddenly-

Thick.

Toothless roared, with the power of the Alpha in it. It seemed to have either scared the feral dragon or Toothless was ordering it… because the dragon immediately turned around and began to fly away from them.

Hiccup smiled. "You did it, bud!" he shouted.

The Alpha dragon roared once again, and chased after the Night Fury.

Once again, Hiccup was filled with hope.

We're almost there, bud.

We're almost home.


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