A/N: Okay in a couple of reviews you guys mentioned the Legend of the Boneknapper. I didn't know what it was. So today I found out what it was and watched it online. But no, the soundless roar isn't the Boneknapper. =)

They left the gates of Frostbite Village. On the way they had passed Ruffnut, Tuffnut and Snotlout. Those three had decided they'd come to Flame Village too. They had said that Frostbite Village didn't really have anything interesting. There was a market, but all the food was either frozen or it was fish. Then there was a fountain, but the water was frozen so the fountain looked like a water statue of some sort. That was pretty much it. The vikings in the village were all minding their own business, so no one really paid attention to them.

Outside the gates, Frozenwing (who sat on Hiccup's shoulder) told them that instead of going up the hill, they just turned left. As they walked that direction, Hiccup noticed that the snow wasn't so deep here. It only reached his ankles, which wasn't too bad. Frozenwing had said that it never snowed or got cold in Flame Village.

"Plus, I cannot go inside the village with you. I'll have to stay outside the gates. If I go in, the heat will make me weak and I'll probably faint or die from too much heat and fire." Frozenwing replied from Hiccup's shoulder.

"Won't WE die from the fire? I mean you said the streets are covered in flames." Snotlout raised an eyebrow as he turned his head to look at the small dragon.

"Well… there are flames on the streets… but it's not like every single cobblestone is covered!" Frozenwing chuckled.

They walked through the snow and Hiccup began to notice that the air was becoming slightly warmer. The snow at their feet was melting slowly. He wondered exactly how hot Flame Village was if there were flames everywhere. Suddenly Hiccup felt afraid. Even if accidental fires happened at home (which he had caused by accident), he wasn't ready to experience fire everywhere. What were the houses made of? Didn't the flames ever die?

"Ahh. Do you see those red gates from where we are standing?" Frozenwing pointed his paw into the distance, where they all say red gates. From where they stood, the gates seemed really tall.

"RACE YOU GUYS!" Anella suddenly cried out and began to run off the gates ahead.

"NO FAIR!" the twins shouted at the same time and dashed off after her. Snotlout ran off with Astrid following. Hiccup stood with Fishlegs. Then Fishlegs ran off too and Hiccup followed. Of course, Hiccup and Fishlegs were good runners but not as good as the rest of the group. Hiccup had to run a little slower this time because Frozenwing was positioned on his shoulder.

Poor Frozenwing tried to fly off, but couldn't. He needed Hiccup to stop, but figured he wouldn't spoil the race and just sank his tiny claws into Hiccup's shoulder. To Hiccup it was like tiny needles pricking him. He hardly felt Frozenwing's claws. As they ran faster, Frozenwing sank his claws in deeper and by now Hiccup felt it. He took Frozenwing off his shoulder and held him in his hands as they ran. The problem was that Frozenwing was really cold. So Hiccup bit his tongue to prevent himself from crying out as the coldness spread across his hands. Frozenwing curled up into a tight ball in Hiccup's hands and shut his eyes. He was getting nauseous.

"We're here, Frozenwing." Hiccup told the dragon once he stopped at the gates.

"T-Thank the g-gods we s-stopped." Frozenwing stammered as he lifted his head from where he lay in Hiccup's hands.

Shaking his head, he got up and flew out of Hiccup's hands. But he crashed to the ground instead.

"I'm okay. You guys get your dragons out of that village, get the girl to wash the poison out and get out." Frozenwing told them and crawled over to a patch of snow, which hadn't yet melted.

Nodding, they approached the gates. There were guards. Both wore viking helmets that had curled horns. At the tip of each horn there was a tiny flame. When they saw the group, one of guards shook his head.

"No Frostbite viking allowed." The first guard shook his head and drew out his sword.

Everyone took a step back. No one wanted bloodshed or any fighting. They just wanted to get into the village in peace. Then how did those men bring our dragons into this village? They were Frostbite vikings! Hiccup thought and glared at the guards.

"But we aren't Frostbite vikings! We are from Berk!" Astrid took a step forward and glared at the guards.

"No viking from other villages we don't know of allowed." The other guard snapped and took out his sword too.

Taking in a deep breath, Astrid came back to stand with the rest of the group. These guys weren't going to let them in. Slowly everyone looked over at Hiccup. Usually he had some plan. But he just shrugged and hung his head. Grumbling something under their breaths, everyone just looked down at the ground. Until, Anella gasped. Soon she was telling everyone about a plan she had. It was simple. Someone distracts the guards and the rest climb over the gates and get into the village.

"We'll do that!" the twins chorused at the same time. They both had large grins on their faces.

"Okay, they rest of us just move away to the left; out of sight of those two guards." Anella told them and motioned for them to follow her.

Hiccup wondered to himself why hadn't he come up with such a simple plan. He usually came up with the complicated, but clever ones. Here it was just a distract-and-get-away-with-it plan. It couldn't get any simpler than that. He watched the twins skip over to the guards. Ruffnut immediately began the conversation with one and Tuffnut with the other. They watched as the twins both began to wave their arms and point in the direction of Frostbite village. Both guards' eyes widened and suddenly one of them yelled something out and then the two guards ran off into the direction of Frostbite Village. The gates were left without guards. Just like that.

Both of the twins began to laugh. Then they motioned for the group to come over. Now with the guards gone, they didn't have to climb over anything.

"What did you guys tell them?" Snotlout cried with a grin as they surrounded the twins.

"Oh nothing! We just told them that Frostbite Village was keeping the Flame village Chief's fire pole. So they ran over to get it. I guess they care so much about it that they ran off. Plus we added in for fun that Frostbite village wants to freeze Flame village over by tonight." Ruffnut laughed.

"You didn't!" Astrid gasped. They all remembered how the Chief of Frostbite Village had kept the Flame Village fire pole in a case in his palace.

"Oh we so did! I can already see a war breaking out between the two villages by tomorrow!" Tuffnut cackled and then told them that they better get through the gates fast, before the guards came back. If they came back.

They came up to the gates, and Snotlout slid away the slab of stone that held the gates in place. Slowly, the gates creaked open and hot air hit them in the faces. No one gasped or dared to say anything. It was incredible. No one had ever seen a village like this one. There were houses made of stone that had been painted red, so the flames on the roofs blended in with the red stones. And it was true. The roofs of each and every house were ablaze. Some houses had fire licking the sides of the houses, so it looked like the whole house was engulfed in flames.

There were trees and some bushes growing next to the houses. The trees and bushes were green as ever, except for a flame hovering in mid-air over the plants. It looked creepy, but cool at the same time. The streets looked like they were scorching. There was fire burning on the sides of the streets. Sometimes the hot wind blew some of the flames and sparks landed in the middle of the street and began to turn into raging fires.

The vikings didn't even mind the fire. They would just walk right through the fire and acted like they didn't even notice. They all wore shirts with the sleeves ripped off and shorts. But they still wore fur boots and some vikings wore overcoats. Some vikings about Hiccup's age and older ran around shirtless. The helmets were all like the ones they had seen the guards wearing. Curled horns and tiny flames at the top.

Not only were there vikings roaming the streets, there were also dragons. There were a lot of Monstrous Nightmares, and a couple of Deadly Nadders and Gronckles. There were also some dragons Hiccup didn't know. Most of the Monstrous Nightmares were using their 'fire jacket tactic' and covered themselves in fire, to blend in with the fire around them. Hiccup didn't see Fireworm anywhere.

He didn't see any Night Furies or Hideous Zipplebacks either. Their dragons must have been caged up somewhere. For what reason, Hiccup didn't know.

"This place is so awesome!" Snotlout's eyes widened.

"Those people can walk through the fire!" Tuffnut exclaimed and tried to poke a small flame on the ground. But the moment he touched it, he yelped in pain and stuck his finger into his mouth.

"Watch it, smart one!" Ruffnut grabbed his hand and pulled it. He took his finger out of his mouth and showed it to her. It was red and getting a bit swollen.

"It hurts! It hurts!" Tuffnut whined.

"Oh, shut up!" Ruffnut snapped at him.

"It'll get better. Right now we must find the dragons." Anella told him.

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Far from where Flare and Flurry Island was, was another island. It was closer to Berk, but still would take at least three hours to reach the island. The island wa really big and was mostly all tall stone peaks, cliffs and underground caves. The beach of the island was covered in burnt black sand and the ocean was littered with pieces of viking boats. Snow gently fell around the island and tiny snowflakes landed on the burnt ground.

Nothing had happened on this island for months. Not a single living soul moved on the island. It was strangely quiet. Much too quiet. When the soundless roar had passed through the island, something had stirred. Something big had stirred. When it had stirred it had caused a loud rumble to pass through the island and through islands around. The soundless roar had brought this dragon to get up.

When the dragon opened his eyes, he let out the loudest roar that could ever be made by a dragon. It was a hungry roar. The dragon was hungry for revenge. Its call thundered around and bounced off the rocks and peaks of the island. Some rocks actually cracked and tumbled to the ground.

The dragon's wings were ripped and one of his front legs had a couple of broken of bones in it. It opened its mouth and this time let out a flame into the sky. The flame was weak, but powerful enough to turn a viking boat into ashes.

"I call to my brothers and sisters! I call to my sons and daughters! If you hear my cries answer me. For we will find this soundless roar and with it, we shall erase vikings off the face of this earth. Answer me!" the dragon roared.

Somewhere in the distance came at least a hundred faint roars, calling back to their leader. For the Green Death has returned.