Hola su Phoenix! and thats all the Spanish I know^^ I only have one thing to say: WHOS READY FOR THE SUMMER CAN I GET A "HELL YEAH!"

n... no one aww.

Well lets get on with!


(instrumental) A division of pilots turn and salute an American flag as a P-51 mustang flies over them camera zooms in centering on Hiccup

Hear the sound of the falling rain, coming down like an Armageddon flame (Hey!)

the scene shifts to two Mustangs out of hundreds fly top cover for B-17's the camera then shifts towards the second mustang focusing on Toothless before it shows him nodding to the camera and diving on Me 262's shooting down the bombers

The shame , the ones that died without a name!

two 262's erupt in a ball of fire as two more veer in opposite directions as they avoid the hailstorm of machine gun rounds looking to the left Hiccup and Toothless respond to the calls of a distressed B-17, after the B-17 went down the 262 pulled up zooming towards to the two mustangs

And bleed the company that lost the war today!

The three war birds fly at each other closing in, gaining speed by the second

I beg to dream and differ from our hollow lives!

The mustangs and the 262 opens fire at each other

This is the dawning of the rest of our lives, on holiday!

the 262 and the mustang crash into other with the title showing, it reads "Killer Angles"


Location: Enfanza airfield, Tunisia. near the city of Sousse

Date: November 14, 1943

Hiccup's eyes widened "A- Astrid?" he asked in disbelief, she nodded "What are you doing here?" He asked her "I'm part of the new shipment of nurses from what I've heard, the medical staff is seriously understaffed here at Enfanza." she replied a small smile on her face. Hiccup was overjoyed although he tried not to show. "So, how's everyone back at home doing?" he asked her squinting his eyes as the wind caused the sand to whip around their faces. "Well, your dad is worried sick about although he refuses to admit, Snotlout is still annoying as ever, the twins are the same, and Fishlegs is still the bookworm." Hiccup smiled "So nothings changed." the wind got stronger, a siren sounded "Come on we got to get inside, sandstorms on its way." grabbing Astrid's hand he began to walk towards the mess tent, soon however the storm got worse, "Hiccup!" Astrid yelled over the wind "I can barely see anything through the sand!" Hiccup looked back "I know just a little bit- WOAH!" he was cut off as one of the tarps used to cover the planes flew over their heads the metal base barely missing their heads 'Way to close for comfort' he thought. Looking around he saw his quarters, "Astrid, come on almost there." the two of them made their way towards the tent, opening the door the two of them collapsed onto the floor. Hiccup landed on top of Astrid, he blushed, sitting down on the cot he asked her. "So what made you decide, to join the medical corps?" he asked. "Well it was just mainly to get away from the annoying thing, called Scott Joregenson. I also left cause I was about to die from boredom, I mean come on Hiccup, do you know how boring Berk is without you almost burning down the entire town?" Hiccup scoffed and rolled his eyes "I thought we agreed that it wasn't entirely my fault." the two of them laughed. "Sargent Haddock?" a voice from the other side of the tent called out "Yes?" Hiccup asked walking towards the entrance, he saw that it was an orderly "Major Edwards has called for all squad leaders to talk, something about an important mission." Hiccup nodded and closed the door "Duty calls." he said, Astrid nodded "I'll be fine, go since we all now how the higher ups can be." Hiccup walked towards the control tower which was just a shack that held a table, and a radio. The real HQ was underneath the shack to keep it protected in case of bombing raids on the airfield.

Hiccup arrived to see, the other leaders from the eight other squadrons of the 101st "Ah, Hiccup glad you could make it." Major Edwards said calling over to a table, "Please sit down." he gestured for the leaders to sit, "Now as you know we've been bombarding the German defenses on Sicily for a few weeks now, for the next few days we will be increasing the bombing raids, in preparation for the invasion of Sicily." the squad leaders murmured to each other, Edwards motioned for them to be quiet, "Now if all goes to plan we will soon have a launching station for raids on the Italian mainland." tossing a folder into the middle of the table, Hiccup opened up the folder a paper marked as classified was titled "Operation Husky" Edwards cleared his throat, "Gentlemen, get some rest and others will be informed of the beginning of the operation tomorrow at briefing." they all stood up and saluted before leaving back to go back to the tents.

When he got back to his tent he was surprised to see Astrid was still there, she had fallen asleep and was lying on his cot. Her French braid had come undone and her blonde hair had fallen around her, the moon reflecting off through a small window seemed to give her an angelic like glow. 'She looks so beautiful when shes sleeping, and even more so when shes awake." Hiccup thought to himself. Seeing that Thompson wasn't back yet, probably passed out from to much beer, just stole his wing mans cot. He closed his eyes and fell asleep with the upcoming operation beginning tomorrow.


Time: 0600 hours, on the runway

Hiccup yawned as he went through the pre-flight checkup, 'It's way to early for this.' he thought to himself as he finished, Thompson pulled up next to him. "Where were you last night?" Hiccup asked through his mic, Thompson just gave a nervous grin, "I may or may not have passed out at The Mead Hall." Hiccup sighed and shook his head "Well as long as you aren't drunk while flying." A green flare floated into the sky, and soon the dragon riders of the 101st were up in the sky. Later thirty-thousand feet above the earth, hundreds of flying fortresses blanketed the sky and P-38's along with a new plane the early variant of the P-51 flew escort. "Bogeys, 4 o'clock high." Thompson reported in, looking up Hiccup could see Macchi 202 Fogolore's, Bf 109, and Fw 190 dived down on the allied armada "My God its like we're invading Germany!" A P-51 pilot called out over the radio, The 101st climbed up to meet their determined foe. The Italians were quickly taken care of with most of their fighters either burning or falling back to their airfields. The Germans however were a different story, Hiccup and Thompson pursed a 109 and 190 that was not cooperating for being targets for the two aces. the four planes zoom climbed which gave Hiccup and toothless, the opportunity they needed they opened and fire and the sky was cleared of two less Germans. Looping back around they entered back into the the dangerous cat and mouse game, protecting the bombers on their way back to the bases. Tracer fire flew past his canopy, looking back he saw the same 190 that day that killed terror-3, anger surged through his body, he was going to pay for terror-3's death. Going into a split-S Hiccup pulled a few more fancy moves, involving turns, loops and spins to try and shake him off, but no avail. Looking around he saw that Thompson was nowhere to be found, His plane suddenly went into a dive, as the elevator was knocked out and forced the crippled fighter into a dive. The 190 remained on Hiccup's tail, and continued firing into the lightning. Soon an intense heat surrounded him as his plane caught fire, pulling the release lever to jettison the canopy he prepared to bail out, nothing happened the canopy was jammed "Shit,shit, shit." he thought. He banged on the canopy in a desperate attempt to cause it to give way. The flames burned his clothes, and skin. Before losing consciousness he saw the ground coming in at an alarming rate. Destined to his fate he attempted to pull out his pistol and give himself a quick death. he pulled the lever of his gun and loaded a bullet into the barrel, sticking it to his temple he pulled the trigger, Thompson saw and yelled, "Hiccup!"

To be continued...


Yes I know I'm evil, leaving you guys with probably another crappy cliffie but hey that's how i roll, well you know the drill leave a comment if you liked it and until next time, this is Phoenix signing off!