The Meeting Hall- Stoick's POV
It was a catastrophe as everyone scrambled. Unfortunately the only exit is the grand doorway everyone entered from. Stoick pushed through the fray of hulking viking men, the intricately designed doors, and leaped down the stone steps. He ran a good distance before he spun just in time to see the mountain cave in. He watched in horror as one more of Drago's armored devil's flew over the huge calamity that was housing their civil meeting, and blasted a fireball causing one last colossal explosion. Inevitably, killing everyone who showed up to the meeting. Except for him. Even though he should be grateful, a horrible thought struck him.
He looked around frantically for Spitelout and Gobber, hoping to the horizon that they are still alive. Then he recalled they were at the beach. Just then, he caught sight of the infernal man who caused all this mayhem.
Drago Bludvist.
Ice Cave- Dragon's POV
The two dragon's looked at each other when the human stood up.
"How are we even going to do this?" The Night Fury mouthed to the Storm Cutter. "You know his majesty hates surprises, and we both know he is not very fond of humans."
"I'm having second thoughts about taking her to see his majesty," replied the Storm Cutter sheepishly. "But if we do this delicately, he might not have a total meltdown."
"I swear he has the mentality of a hatchling. But on a more serious note, how would we do this delicately? I think it would just make this whole thing easier if we were blunt," suggested the Night Fury.
"So you're saying that we do take her with us when we break the news. I told you not to listen to me when I'm half-asleep," replied the Storm Cutter irritably.
"Well, it was a really good idea. Besides he is going to want to examine her eventually. Also, if we show him she's harmless, then we might get off scot-free."
"Fine, you're right."
"I know I am."
The Island of the Meeting- Gobber and Spitelout's POV
When the explosion sounded across the island, Spitelout awoke from his nap with sand stuck to the left side of his face.
"Hey, what happened!? Why is the ground shaking!? Is this an earthquake!? The earth should know that this just doesn't happen." Spitelout paused his ranting to gesture to his face.
"No, Spitelout look." Gobber pointed across the small, but seemingly large island, towards the meeting hall Stoick was in.
"My brother, no!" Spitelout screamed in horror.
Just then a cloaked figure appeared before Gobber.
"Do you know anything about this?" Gobber asked calmly, while Spitelout is in complete hysterics
."There is only one survivor," the figure responded grimly. He turned on his heel and started towards his eerie ship.
Gobber turned and looked at the rising smoke in the distance, when Stoick came stumbling through the tree stumps, wielding his battle axe.
His beard is singed, his clothing torn, and several minor burn marks on his hands and face.
Stoick hurled his axe at the figure, but the figure turned and batted it away with his staff.
The figure turned for the final time, boarded his creepy ship, and was gone.
"I'll kill you Drago Bludvist, I swear I will!" Stoick shouted at nothing.
"Oh thank Thor, brother." Spitelout walked to him and punched him on the shoulder.
"Yeah, he started crying and everything." Gobber added in.
"Was not, I got sand in my eyes, that's all." Spitelout wiped the left side of his face, then held out his hand as evidence. "See, sand."
"Uh, Stoick,?" Stoick is now on his knees and gazing at the horizon. He just looked so forlorn, and Gobber hated it.
"He's really not bluffing then," was all Stoick said.
Ice Cave- Valka's POV
Valka found it strange how the Storm Cutter and the Night Fury ushered her through the icy corridors of this mountain. Everytime she made a wrong turn the Storm Cutter would put out one of his wings to block the wrong path, and the Night Fury would nudge her forward with her snout.
"Where are you taking me?" Valka asked nervously.
The Night Fury gave her a reassuring shove forward into a large, open space.
Valka noticed many large holes in the icy stone of the mountain. Inside the holes were many sets of reptilian eyes boring into her soul. And she wondered for a moment, how anyone can look into those eyes and murder the creature they belong to.
To distract herself from that morbid thought, she looked to her left and gazed at the sparkling waterfall. Before she got a chance to admire it's beauty, the Night Fury pushed her along towards a cliff.
Valka panicked for a moment, then realized if these dragons were really going to kill her they would have done so already.
Just then, a gigantic dragon rose up before her, rather majestically. On either side of her the Night Fury and the Storm Cutter lowered their heads, and to Valka's credit she did the same. All she feels is a wisp of frost in her hair.
