Sorry this is late. I was trying to get a lot of stuff done.
We were flying somewhere past the Isle of Night when we saw dragons approaching us. Stormcutters sometimes nested on the Isle of Night, but there was only one Stormcutter approaching. The rest were a Rumblehorn, Scauldron, Monstrous Nightmare, Hideous Zippleback, Gronkle, Deadly Nadder, and Night Fury. I knew immediately that we had found our parents.
"Cami!" Heather called from Spout.
"Stoick!" Mom and Dad called out for me. "What happened?"
"We'll explain on the way back." I told them. "We don't have any time to waste."
I could tell our parents wanted to know right away, but something else seemed to be weighing on them. Dad nodded. "There's a lot we need to discuss."
As we followed them back to Berk we learned a lot had happened. When we didn't come home they came to Dragon Island to find us. They couldn't find us, but found Vikings of the other islands searching there. Everyone had started blaming each other for the disappearance of their children, and war was threatening to break out.
We worked on explaining how Dagur had kidnapped us, and was going to start a war between all the islands. Ruffnut and Tuffnut liked the idea of a war, but were not happy that Dagur had been the one to take their children. Personally I was more worried about how my parents were.
Mom was clutching her saddle so tight I thought she would break it. "When I get my hands on that son of a half-troll…" she threatened.
"How soon do you think Dagur will be ready for his war?" Dad asked me.
I shrugged. "I don't know. I think our escape will force him to speed up his plans."
"Then we need to tell the other chiefs what is really going on."
Fortunately for us the chiefs had all gathered at Berk. Unfortunately they looked like they weren't in a listening mood. Not only had they brought dragons, but they had brought armadas of ships with them. For a second I thought Drago Bludvist had come back to Berk. I've seen the broken tusk of the Bewilderbeast that hung in the Great Hall, and I wasn't looking forward to seeing a dragon that size.
The chiefs swarmed us as soon as we landed.
"You were lying about not knowing where your children were!"
"They were safe all along!"
"Where is my son?"
"Tell us the truth!"
Toothless had to fire a plasma bolt to get everyone to stop talking. Dad then stepped up.
"I know you're all upset," Dad began, "but I've just found my own son and he says we've all been deceived. Our children have all been taken by Dagur."
The chiefs all began talking again.
"Dagur the Deranged?"
"The Berserkers have been taking our children?"
"How do we know they are not lying?"
"Shut it!" I yelled out. My outburst had a surprising effect. All the chiefs stopped talking and faced me. Oh Thor, I did not intend for this. Well, can't back out now.
I stepped forward. "My friends and I were taken by Dagur because he wanted to turn us into dragon killers. He wanted us to fight against you in his little war. He and the Berserkers are angry that we train and ride dragons now."
"What proof do you have?" A big chief with a scarred face and an axe for a hand asked me.
Cami stepped forward with her dragon. "This proof." She dismounted and pointed to an area on the Hobblegrunt's thigh. Grandma gasped when she saw it. It was a brand mark, with the symbol of the Berserkers. "This is proof that we came from Berserk with these dragons. Dragons we were going to be forced to kill!"
I spoke again. "This is the proof we have. Unless we fly to Berserk now who knows what Dagur will do to the children he still has captive there. You may not believe us, but it's true."
The chiefs all looked unsure as to what to think. The Berserkers had not been seen around for some time. Not to mention the only children who escaped from Berserk all came from Berk.
A chief who rode a Snafflefang drew his sword. "If your words are true, then let them prevail over me!" He leapt off his dragon and charged at me. I was barely able to dodge his initial swing.
"Stoick!" I heard Cami call out. I turned to see she had grabbed Mom's axe and had thrown it my way. I jumped up and kicked the older chief away while grabbing the axe at the same time. Seeing a spare Berk shield on the ground I grabbed that too. Now I felt ready for him.
The chief growled and ran towards me again. I blocked his sword with my shield. Roaring, the chief forced me on my back and tried to swing at me again. I blocked and then disarmed him with the axe.
I heard a snarl behind me. I turned just as the Snafflefang breathed fire at me. I rolled out of the way, and brought my shield up just in case it tried that trick again. It did. I still don't understand how a wooden shield is able to block fire from a dragon, but it did. I ducked as the Snafflefang swung its tail at me.
That's when the craziest thing happened. Lightning came from the sky and nearly hit the Snafflefang. The dragon backed off a bit. I then realized there was roaring coming from the sky, and I recognized it.
"Skrill!" I heard Gobber call out just as the Strike-class dragon came flying out of the sky. Toothless snarled at the Skrill, who roared in return. However the Skrill ignored Toothless and went for the Snafflefang. The two dragons rolled around, biting and clawing at each other. The Snafflefang had size and strength, but the Skrill had speed and ferocity.
I held my shield behind me just as something embedded itself in the wood. I was yanked back as the chief tried to pull out his sword. I didn't like the fact that he tried to stab me in the back. Twisting myself around I brought my axe down on the sword. To my surprise I broke the sword off at the hilt.
The echoing clang seemed to cease all fighting. Even the Skrill and Snafflefang stopped fighting and looked at me. The chief who now held a broken sword fell to his knees.
"You have spoken the truth." He said to me. "We know that our children are indeed held captive by the Berserkers."
I looked at everyone. "We must do all we can to stop Dagur. Everyone, grab your shields and mount your dragons. We're going to Berserk, and we'll show the Berserkers that we will not stand for their evil!"
The Vikings all cheered for me. Even the Skrill seemed impressed as I walked up to it. I dropped my shield and Mom's axe to show I wasn't a threat. The wooden collar was loose now, so I gripped it with both my hands and pulled. It finally came apart. The Skrill sniffed at it before looking at me.
"You're free now." I told it. I picked up Mom's axe just as I felt something breathing on my back. I turned to see the Skrill was still standing there, looking at me. I wonder…
Cautiously, I held my hand out. I half-expected the Skrill to bite it off. To my surprise the Skrill bowed its head and pressed its snout against my hand.
I can't explain what happened next. I just felt something. I think a connection. When the Skrill looked at me again I knew that this was my dragon.
"I never imagined my son would be the one to train a Skrill." I heard Mom say. I turned to see her, Dad, Brunhilda, and Grandma standing there smiling.
I smiled. "Just like you told me. I'll know." I then handed Mom her axe.
She looked at me. "This axe belonged to my mother. I think the time has come for you to wield it now."
This surprised me. Before I could ask her Toothless approached the Skrill. The two dragons snarled and bared their teeth. Oh, please don't fight now. We've got bigger things to worry about.
To my surprise the Skrill bowed to Toothless. I guess he could sense Toothless was the alpha here, and the alpha gets the respect of all dragons. Toothless seemed pleased.
"So what's your dragon's name?" Brunhilda asked.
I hadn't thought about that. I looked at the dragon. I tried a bunch of different names. Strike, Lightning, Shockwing, Swordspike. He wouldn't respond to any of them. Don't ask me how I know it was a he. I just knew.
I then thought of something. The Skrill could pull lightning from the sky, just like the hammer of Thor. I hoped the gods wouldn't find this disrespectful, but I had to try. "Mjolnir?"
The Skrill turned and looked at me. I patted him on the head. "His name's Mjolnir."
"Great." Gobber said as he came up. "Now how about we get you and your friends some saddles for your dragons?"
I thought that you deserved to see some action since I made you wait so long. I wasn't planning for Stoick to get his dragon this quickly, but I think he waited long enough. Only three chapters left people. Please comment and review if you liked this. Oh, heads up, if you have an OC you'd like to have appear as one of the kids the Berserkers took either comment below or PM me. Thanks a lot
