The Fury in the Night
Chapter 14
Razor looked upon his people beginning to train their dragons and watched the time slip away. In six months Berk would become the most feared and revered island in the world. The home of dragon taming. Razor smiled. Soon. Soon the Fury would be in Berk's custody and the Archipelago would bow before the might of Berk as it was always meant to. They were Vikings. Conquers and pirates. Explorers and warriors. Men and women of power. And now, they controlled the skies. The world would feel their power. Just one small little obstacle. That is if he doesn't bow down before their might.
Razor shook his head. When did he start thinking like this? He pushed the thoughts aside and started his next class.
-Hiccup's Forge-
"You ready to go Toothless?" Hiccup roared.
Toothless jumped from the roof of the cave and landed next to Hiccup and looked at him meaningfully.
Hiccup smiled and got on the dragon. And with that, the newly armored duo took off.
"We're going to need some back up if Berk comes after us bud. You know where to go," Hiccup smiled.
Toothless roared with joy and set off east as fast as he could. They hit the Eastern great wind as most dragons called it and were soon travelling faster than any other known dragon.
-Six months later- (Damn it! Curse you SpongeBob announcer guy!)
-Berk-
Razor looked over the ocean as they began to prepare for the journey to find the Fury. Everyone in their party were dragon experts, expert fighters and expert trackers. The Rooster included:
Stoick the Vast: Expert fighter and tactician as well as leader of the expedition.
Valka the High: Expert flier and decent medic.
Razor the Shadow: Best tracker, stealth expert and dragon expert
Astrid the Steadfast: Dead-eye shooter with everything from a bow to an ax, expert fighter, decent medic and expert tracker.
Fishlegs the Book: Dragon Expert and Expert Tracker
Glinda the Killer: Expert fighter
Bedor the Stone: Expert fighter
Shager Hofferson: Expert Healer and decent fighter
The dragons included: a Thunderdrum (Stoick), a Timberjack (Valka), a Changewing (Razor), a Deadly Nadder (Astrid), Gronkle (Fishlegs), two Monstrous Nightmare (Glinda and Bedor), three messenger terrors and a Bone Knapper (Shager).
Razor snapped out of his thoughts of the preparations by someone shaking their shoulder.
"Huh?" Razor shook his head.
"Nervous?" His brother asked him.
"A bit, but I've been worse," Razor nodded.
Baltor scuffed.
"No kidding. How many times have you been trapped on Outcast Island by Alvin?" Baltor joked.
"Haha Baltor. How about you? Running the village for a couple months, got to be a bit stressful," Razor smirked.
"No kidding. I'm stuck with the twins and Snotlout. I won't lie brother. I'm rather envious of you."
"Don't be, I'm about to come across one of the most deadly guy in the history of Berk."
"True, but if you die, well, chances are you won't be insane like I will after handling the twins for the next couple weeks."
"Too true."
"Razor, Let's go!" Stoick yelled from a cliff nearby.
"I'll be back, probably," Razor smiled at his brother.
"And I'll be here, maybe," Baltor grinned.
The two brothers hugged and with that went their separate ways. The hunt for the Fury had begun.
-Alexandria- Hiccup
"For the last time Toothless! I'll. Be. Fine!" Hiccup snarled.
"And for the last time Hiccup, you're not leaving the flock. You have too many enemies and it's safer where I can keep an eye on you," Toothless growled.
"I can take care of myself!"
"It only takes one mistake and boom, your dead!"
"It's going to take a lot more than one mistake to kill me and you know it!"
"Let's not find out how many it takes."
"We need a new map! If I don't get one, were screwed and you know it!"
"Why do we need a new map so bad? You can just redraw the one we had."
"I'm smart, but memorizing maps is not my strong suit."
"We've been everywhere! Can't you at least remember where we've been?"
"Can you?"
"…um…"
"That's what I though. That's why we need a map. This place is the best place to get one. Unfortunately, that army to the east of this place is headed this way. They're going to burn all the maps before I even get into the place because of this argument!"
Toothless howled in disagreement.
"Get over it you over grown hatchling, I'm going!" Hiccup screeched.
With that Hiccup began to head towards the city gates.
"Hiccup get back over here before I make you!" Toothless howled.
"You haven't won a wrestling contest with me since we were twelve winters old, so good luck with that," Hiccup scuffed.
Toothless snarled and pounced at his brother.
Hiccup heard the growl of his brother and rolled to the left. Toothless sail past him but quickly recovered.
"If you make me submit, I won't go. But if I win, you stop screeching about it like a hatchling," Hiccup growled.
"I agree to the terms," Toothless snarled.
The two began to circle. Both snarled. Toothless pounced quickly. Hiccup instead of rolling away, ducked under and launched himself right at his brother's torso. Toothless shrieked in surprise as his pounce was suddenly diverted and sent the two spinning. Toothless landed on his back. Hiccup quickly jumped up and jumped off him.
Toothless rolled over quickly. He ran over and tried to swipe at Hiccup with his left front paw. Hiccup dodged and rolled right. Toothless struck out with his right in response to the dodge. Hiccup used his hands to push up and vault over the paw he knew was coming.
When Hiccup landed on his feet he quickly turned his momentum around, surprising Toothless when he leapt for the dragon's throat. He put Toothless in a head lock and put his head to the ground. Toothless howled and tried to claw his way out of the hold. Hiccup took the time then to find the sleep pressure point and scratched it. Toothless stiffened for a second and then clasped.
Hiccup let go and looked over his handy work. He looked into the forest and nodded. Two pairs of green eyes blinked, startled that they had been discovered. Hiccup then took off in the direction of the gate.
-The Hunting Party-
Stoick was on watch as the first day of the hunt had ended. The dragons were snoring away and the rest of the party was out cold. Stoick took a deep breath and waited for his shift to be up. It had been a long day. Nothing had gone wrong per say, but riding a dragon for hours and hours and hours gets boring. He was sore and wanted nothing more than to lay down with his wife and sleep by her side.
The only bright side to have flown so long was the fact that he was still very much full of energy. Good thing too. They were getting closer to Roman territory. If their maps were correct, they'd hit a city by the name of Alexandria tomorrow night. There they could restock and perhaps glean ideas to where the Fury headed.
It was going to be a long night.
-Hiccup-
Hiccup had been following three guards for 4 hours. He heard detail after detail of the maps and their location, but not enough to find them. He silently growled. This was taking too much time. He should be back with his brother right now defending his actions, not strolling around looking for a map.
He took a deep breath and continued to follow the guards into a large building. They continue going right into a large room with a large open flame. There were hundreds of scrolls lying around in mass piles.
"Quam suus 'map ardens?" one of the guards asked.
A robed figure strolled out from a shadow.
"Quod bonum, bonum. Erant tamen accepta omnium comes, et qui post incendium incipiam," the figure answered.
Hiccup's eye's widened. The maps! They were right in front of him! He gaped at his own luck. He then scowled. They were about to burn all of them. He couldn't allow that before he got his map.
He walked into the area boldly. All eyes turned toward him.
"Recede a me, et dabo map expecto. Moriemini," Hiccup growled.
The three roman guards drew their swords and the scribe his knife.
Hiccup rolled his shoulders and clenched his fists. He wasn't going to kill them. Not if he didn't have too. He flipped of the gauntlet's safety. And the blades popped out. Three black blades per fist. Hiccup charged quickly taking two of the guards by surprise as he kick their lights out in the first move. That left the scribe and the last guard. The last guard in an effort to protect the scribe stabbed at Hiccup's abdomen. Hiccup caught the blade between his claws and twisted the blade down on instinct.
The Roman let go of his sword with a curse. Hiccup's boot then hit the man square in the chest. The man hit the ground and was out cold. Hiccup looked at the scribe and growled lowly only to find the scribe launching himself at Hiccup. Hiccup rolled the right and pulled up a fighting stance. The scribe had let go of his knife and had picked up two of the roman swords and charged at Hiccup.
Hiccup blocked the first strike and then countered by swiping with his other hand. The Scribe caught the three blades on his other sword. The claws bit down on the metal cutting through the sword half way. The scribe lashed out with his foot. Hiccup put his hip to the blow and barely felt it as it hit his armor. He shoved the scribe's foot away and got closer. Hiccup then proceeded to head but the guy. Hard. The scribe crumpled to the ground in supposed unconsciousness. Hiccup did not take the risk and pinned the man to the ground with the swords he was using. Hiccup then grabbed the man's knife and his torso to the ground as well.
Hiccup chuckled. The man's clothing were his worst enemy. He then began the long process of looking for the right map.
-Day two of the expedition-
"I spy something green," Razor called out.
"Tree!"
"Grass!"
"Stoick now that he realized he ate Valka's meatballs!"
"What!?"
The entire party laughed at the joke except for Stoick and Valka who looked bewildered.
"My cooking isn't that bad!" Valka yelled over her shoulder.
"Sure mom, that's why I always manage to disappear on meatball night," Razor yelled over the wind.
Valka huffed as the entire party laughed.
It was midday and the party was almost Alexandria. They were far ahead of schedule by at least 5 hours. It was a good boost in moral for the Vikings. The flying might have been a bit boring yet exhilarating at the same time. Of course there were the games they sometimes played to keep their minds busy. Astrid was the only silent one for the most part, but even she was starting to lay back a bit, relax, talk, and play some of the games that kept the madness at bay.
The games continued for hours. The laughing and relaxing continued for most of the day from that point till Alexandria appeared before them….
-End of Chapter 14-
Prepare for the heat to go up. You lot ready for it? Time for some wild fighting. I've been thinking of this fighting sequence for the longest time! So if I'm excited, you guys should be bouncing up and down with joy. This should be awesome!
Okay updates on the possibilities of things to come. Okay, Hicstrid is still leading the charge and most of you still don't want Night Furies besides Toothless.
I am going to end one of these right now and it's…the Night Fury debate! I have decided to do my own thing and show you guys my thoughts on this issue. I hope you guys like what I do and come back hungry for more.
Also the stuff in the other language is really latin. Translation:
Quam suus 'map ardens?- How's the map burning?
Quod bonum, bonum. Erant tamen accepta omnium comes, et qui post incendium incipiam- Good, good. We're still taking count of all them, but after that we'll start the burning
Recede a me, et dabo map expecto. Moriemini- Stand down and give me map I look for. Or die
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