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DreamWorks Dragons: Defenders of Berk
Night Fury Down
Chapter 9
Stormfly flapped her wings a few more times before keeping them held out as she soared through the air, folding them back to dive down to the small island ahead of them. There waiting for her and her rider were Snotlout and the twins—who just landed on the island.
Stormfly squawked and planted her two large feet on the ground, taking a few steps forward. Her rider, Astrid, stared at the three other Vikings with warnings.
"No one followed you guys this time, right?" she asked with a tone that meant business.
"No, of course not." Tuffnut replied.
"Oh yeah, then what's that?" Snotlout asked, pointing up in the sky at two dots coming towards them. Astrid, Ruff and Tuff glanced in the direction Snotlout was pointing.
"Oh…" Tuffnut stated feeling defeated.
"Hey wait, those are dragons." Ruffnut informed. Astrid squinted her eyes to see better before they widened in shock.
"Not just any ordinary dragons, that's Fishlegs and… Stoick?" she and the other three looked at each other with worry.
"Oh man. We're in trouble." Ruff said, slumping down in her saddle.
"Pft, I think I'd rather take my chances with the Berserkers." Tuffnut mumbled to himself, watching as Stoick and Fishlegs flew over and landed next to them.
"There you guys are; we've been looking forever to find you." Fishlegs said as Meatlug landed.
"You would have found us sooner if some people weren't followed." Astrid sneered at the twins.
"None of that matters right now; we need to get to Dragon Island and help my son." Stoick informed, waving his hand to stop the conversation.
"Is Hiccup okay?" Astrid asked, her brows furrowing as concern grew. They didn't know what became of their friend and leader.
"Last I checked, yeah he was fine, but Toothless was injured. Really badly…" Fishlegs answered. "But that was hours ago and there were a tone of Berserker and Outcast ships at the beaches.
"Do you think they got… captured?" She asked, hoping not to get a definite answer.
"It's a high possibility, and we can't waste any time here talking about it." Stoick stated firmly. "We have to catch up with the ships, once we do, we can use the sea and sky to fight back Dagur's fleet."
And with that, Stoick flew off with Thornado, Fishlegs flying right behind him along with the rest of the teens. Their concern for Toothless and Hiccup rose with each minute passing; Toothless was shot down, he and Hiccup stranded on Dragon Island with a swarm of Berserkers and Outcasts with a leader that wants nothing more than to kill Toothless and do who knows to Hiccup.
Things didn't seem like they were going to end well.
Hiccup's body lay still and weak against Toothless. The dragon had gotten better after eating the plant, the area where the arrow pierced his skin was all numb. Moving too much would bring the pain back, but the plant was working. Toothless lifted his head up; making sure that Hiccups' didn't fall too hard on the ground.
The boy was awake, and at the same time not. He was alert to what was going on around him, but his body felt paralyzed. His stomach and legs were all numb; his arms were tingly and hip still ached like crazy. He now lay on the ground limp as Toothless and now Sharpshot moved about.
Sharpshot woke up as soon as Toothless stirred, the little dragon stretching and yawning before crawling over on the other side of Hiccup. He tilted his head and glanced down at the Viking before lifting his head up and looking in the woods.
Toothless cooed and nudged Hiccup, getting a small moan in response. His head whipped up as he heard voices, louder than before and getting closer. Sharpshot jumped up and arched his back, growling as well at the sound. The enemy was coming, though they still didn't know exactly where they were hiding, they were inching a little too close for comfort.
Toothless looked back down at Hiccup, cooing as he gently bumped him again. Hiccup moved his head to the side then blinked open his eyes. His body may have been numb, but it wasn't like he was actually paralyzed. It did, however, feel very weird to move his sleeping legs. He curled them in and sat up, getting some help from Toothless.
His eyes squinted and a hand came to his head. His attention was taken by Sharpshot who was still growling at the voices, the voices Hiccup could now hear. The young Viking shot up, wobbling a bit and hissing from his left hip; he stared in the distance before turning around to face Toothless.
"We can't stay here bud." He said with a hushed voice. Toothless looked into the forest before working his limbs to lift him up, struggling a bit as the pain in his chest kept stabbing at him all of the sudden. Within the blink of an eye, Hiccup was at his side, his arms around Toothless back and underside.
"Take is easy bud, you're still hurt." He said, his eyes getting glossy as he watched his best friend struggle with just standing. He stepped back a bit once Toothless was up on his feet, the dragon jerking his head forward to signify that they needed to go.
"You sure you can walk?" Hiccup asked, wanting what was best for his friend; if Toothless couldn't walk then Hiccup would try something else to get Dagur off their trail. Toothless replied with nudge to Hiccup's stomach, forgotten error on Toothless' part as the skin was still stinging from the numerous knife marks.
The boy hissed from the rub and brought both his hands to his midsection. Toothless bowed his head and flatten his ears as he realized his mistake.
"It's okay, bud; it's just a little bit of a sting, no big deal." It was a big deal, but Hiccup didn't want to see his friend get depressed because of one little error. He patted Toothless and took a step forward, limping still from his hip. Toothless followed, Hiccup's hand never leaving its place on his forehead.
Sharpshot looked at the two and hopped after them, settling down to a trot beside Hiccup's foot and prosthetic. They all kept low and quiet, not wanting to have Dagur and his men find them.
Hiccup figured they should continue inland, crossing the entire length of the island to the other beach. It shouldn't take longer than a night, but with their condition, it might. If they were going to rest, which they would soon enough, they'd need to find a place with some water. Now since Dragon Island sunk a bit thanks to the Screaming Death, there were more water sources then before. But this posed a risk to them as Dagur would be smart enough to set posts near these pools knowing Hiccup and Toothless would be looking for such a source. His men were all over the island, probably setting up more traps, scoping out areas; if they were going to survive and remain free, they'd have to take precaution to a whole new level.
This was going to be one heck of an experience.
Author's Note:
I'm really sorry this took so long to get published guys; I've gotten busy trying to get things done for my classes before they end this Friday. I do thank you all for waiting, I couldn't ask for a better audience!
