Sorry this one is so short. But it had its own song in the soundtrack so I figured a whole chapter to itself is in order. Thank you for reviewing and enjoy this chapter!

Chapter Fourteen: Counter Attack

"Think that did it?" I asked Toothless, glancing behind me. There was a massive roar, and then I saw the dragon flying after us. It was amazing its wings could still lift it, what with it being so bulky, plus the fact that it probably hadn't flew for over three hundred years.

"Well, it can fly," I said to Toothless as we sped through the air. The Vikings below on the beach watched us fly. The colossal Green Death had proved that its wings could still lift it, and it was mad as Hel when she was in one of her moods. We angled up higher into the sky, toward the dark clouds above us. The Death roared and tried to blast us with fire. "Okay, Toothless, time to disappear!" I hollered. We shot up into the clouds like a bullet and vanished.

From my position on Toothless, hiding in the midst of the black storm clouds, I could see that the Death was confused. It was turning its head from side to side, looking but not finding us evading it.

Its head was knocked to the side as Toothless hit it with one of his blasts of blue fire. The Death shrieked and whipped around to try and find us, but Toothless was too quick, and he shot the Death once, twice, thrice more at its wings, until he only had one shot left. We veered off as the Death temporarily lost control of its wings and began a slow descent toward the ground, its wings flailing around in the air. It shook its head from side to side and unleashed a long stream of fire that looped through the air like a ribbon. Toothless managed to dodge most of it, but one little flicker latched onto his artificial fin and ignited it immediately. Toothless dove down, looking like his tail was on fire. My worry was beginning to grow. Not because the fire was hurting Toothless—dragons are mostly fireproof on the outside—but because now that he was alight, the Death could easily see us. And now it came after us at top speed, having regained use of its wings. "Okay, time's up," I whispered. "Let's see if this works."

Toothless whined in exhaustion. "I know," I soothed, trying to sound calm. "Just bear with me a little longer, buddy." Then I raised my voice and steered Toothless around the Death. "C'mon, is that the best you can do?" The Death tried to snap us up, but it couldn't find us. Toothless began speeding back toward the ground.

Behind us, the Death opened its mouth and roared again. "Wait for it…" I hissed.

Then I heard the loud hiss of gas as it prepared to blast us.

"NOW, TOOTHLESS!" I yelled.

Toothless flipped around in midair so we were flying backwards, facing the Death's open mouth. With his last shot, Toothless fired right at the ball of green gas forming in the Death's throat.

The Death's eight eyes widened as the gas inside it ignited, creating a large, deadly fireball in its throat. Unlike the Terror, who came out unharmed, the Death's throat caught on fire and slowly began to travel down. Toothless turned around again and zoomed toward the ground.

Behind us, the Death was plummeting. It spread its wings and tried to slow its fall, but its wings were tearing, and several holes had ripped through the membrane.

With an explosion that could be heard up in Valhalla, the Green Death hit the ground and exploded.

Fire began to consume it. Toothless sped along the Death's back as the fire reared up behind us. The material on Toothless' artificial fin finally succumbed to the fire, and my heart skipped a beat as the cloth was torn off, leaving only the metal frame. We couldn't steer. I looked up ahead to see if we had a clear path—

—and saw that we were heading straight for the club on the dragon's tail. "Oh no," I whispered as I realized that this time we might not make it. "Oh no, no, NO—!"

My body slammed into something rock hard.

Then I was falling through a hot, fiery world, with the roaring of flames nearing me from below and the crying of Toothless above me. I felt something cool wrap around me as I plummeted downward, and then I crashed and I knew no more.

(shivers) Dramatic, much?

I got The Art of How to Train Your Dragon three days ago! It's actually my Dad's, but he has a deadline he's working on so he let me read it first. :)))))))))))) It surprised me how thin it was...I was expecting it to be a lot thicker. I mean, The Art of Kung Fu Panda was pretty thick, so I figured HTTYD would be too, but oh well...it was worth reading it anyway, since it's the best movie ever. DID YOU KNOW THEY WERE CONSIDERING MAKING SNOTLOUT A GIRL?