This is War

'A How To Train Your Dragon Fanfiction'

RATED – T – Contains: Strong Violence, War Themes, Blood and Gore, Mild Language, Mild Adult Themes.

GENRE - Dark themed – Fantasy / Adventure [Action]

SUMMARY – They thought he was dead. As the Scarlet Queen began her reign of terror, all seemed lost, the light sucked into the dark, freedom never to be felt again... But he's coming to end the fight. Darkness shall cower, as a dragon blacker than night, upon his back a man with wings, returns. And he cries out the warning, to the good and the evil... This is War.

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NOTICES:

-The Deathsong is now named! Her name is Melody, which was revealed in my recent fanfiction in the AU, 'A Friend in Sea & Fire'. Thanks for all your votes, and support!

-Speaking of ROS, the One-Shot, 'Hush Now, Quiet Now' will hopefully be up soon. ;)

-I'm back from holiday! Update spree, begins now!

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SHOUTOUTS:

Pietersielie-

BWAHAHAH! Oh yes, that is priceless, my good friend... Simply. Priceless. I know I'm evil. I try, I truly try. It's just so... So.. Moving! :'D Thanks for the review, pal! AND SERIOUSLY, TONE DOWN ON THE LANGUAGE, DUDE! 'About fifteen chapters later in this fic, Hiccup is swearing his ass off'...I. Said. Nothing. XD (At least you censored it this time... Lol.)

The Shadow Fright Dragon-

Hmm... We'll see. Haha, yep Silus, Aurora, and Toothless need to work on that... They do need to work on it, and someone will tell them so. Yes, indeed, they shall need luck... And, some trusty dragon-winged riders and their Skulblakas, who will be introduced soon enough... No spoilers! As always, thanks a ton for the review and support!

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Chapter 20: Fire and Fury

There had been no warning, no time to react. No time to prevent the event.

Hiccup hadn't suspected his foe's sneaky move. He didn't think anyone had been waiting, lingering, in the forbidding shadows, ready to pounce. Ready to stab. Ready to kill.

As piercing agony shot into his veins like a rush of water, he gasped, trying to scream, but finding nothing in him to do so. Lights danced in his vision, and a horrible shaking began. He was held up by only the dagger in his stomach.

He looked down, then back up at his dragon and the ones he had hoped to rescue.

Toothless, eyes wide with horror, and agony on his features, frozen and not breathing, watched as he fell.

He opened his mouth to speak, and found he couldn't. So he mouthed his words, which would probably be his last. I love you Bud. He thought, as everything went black.

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Thunk.

The Night Fury watched, as the dagger slipped out of his abdomen, and he fell to the floor with that horrible thunk he hated.

But nothing could ever compare to the hate he felt when his rider's assassin revealed himself.

First, came the initial shock.

No.

It couldn't be him...

But it was. He was back. That madman was back.

And he had just stabbed his rider...….His rider... HIS. RIDER.

The hate that ran through him in that very moment was unlike anything he had ever felt before.

When Dagur had once stabbed his rider, he had wanted to kill the Berserker- but nothing like this. He had been able to control his rage back then, but this... But this, was why he was called 'The unholy offspring of lightning and death itself'.

He felt burning hot rage, rage unlike any other.

He had lost his precious Hiccup once. And now, he might have done it again.

Toothless's eyes narrowed to slits that he was certain were thinner than when that bad Alpha had controlled him- when Hiccup had been killed.

He hadn't brought blood and massacre to that man then; he wouldn't let it happen to any one else. Nit if he had any claws to use, and roars and snarls to say.

So he would kill this man. He would tear him apart. And he would exact his revenge for his Rider.

Even if it was the last thing he'd do.

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Drago smirked, knowing the Night Fury would pounce any second now.

And indeed, he did.

It honestly impressed him- he knew very well how furious and bloodthirsty dragons, especially Night Furies, could get when their rider was injured or threatened.

But this dragon was quite interesting.

The bond between him and his way-too-naive rider was deeper than anything he had seen in his lifetime.

The Night Fury, who he believed was named 'Toothless', for some odd reason, leaped at him with the drive and force of a Marsh Tiger, and the intentions of a Skullion, and a roar that shook the ground.

Jumping out the way, he drew his pitch black sword, slashing it across the Night Fury's underbelly. Somewhere in the background, he heard shouting, but paid it little attention. He had a dragon to kill.

Roaring in agony and fury, the dragon ignored the wound, firing a deadly Plasma Blast at him. Swerving sideways, it hit the wall behind him, burning a giant hole in the concrete. They continued this way, Drago slashing with his sword, and Toothless biting, blasting and leaping almost blindly. The dragon was losing stamina, which would probably be because of his rider's slowly dying consciousness and blood loss.

It wouldn't be long now. Soon, the prophesied Dragon Rider of the legendary Ancestral Night Fury would be dead. Dead and gone.

And he and his dragon would finally be free.

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As soon as the man made his first move on Toothless, and he had his sole attention on Hiccup's Night Fury, Silus made a run for the dying rider.

Trying to not look at the sickening pool of gathering blood, he knelt down by Hiccup, who appeared to be unconscious... It didn't take an idiot to know that was yak-shit level of bad. Not really being all that gentle as he grabbed him in his arms, as he was panicking here, he shouted at the rider.

Hiccup moaned, his eyes weakly fluttering somewhat open. Immediately after, the pain came to his doorstep, and he gasped, head pressing into the teens stomach. Silus gulped, shaking like a leaf. He really wished he had paid attention to those emergency lessons (which no one ever listened too...).

He barely registered Aurora was even there by him, until she roared weakly, not having a clue what to do with the case either.

"I... I don't kn- I don't know what to do! I'm not- I'm not a healer...!" He whimpered, blood now covering his fingers and shirt. The young man was barely moving, eyes fighting to stay open. In his terror, he didn't hear the shriek that shattered the windows in the other rooms- he didn't hear the terrified and dying screams outside. Aurora did.

SILUS! Her mind connected with his so suddenly, it snapped him out of his trance. He gasped, just as a enormous bellow reached his ears.

The roof suddenly collapsed in, and Silus yelped, just as his dragon threw her wings over them.

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Toothless felt nothing but rage. Nothing but it. Nothing but the desire to murder the one who dared to even touch his rider.

Woken from his trance by a roar, he shook his head roughly, eyes dilating from the stress he had put on them. Drago suddenly snarled, but rather than striking, he ducked for cover by the far walls, and Toothless soon followed. Heart racing, he crashed by the wall just as the roof caved in, a huge shriek splitting the air.

Eyes wide, he watched as a huge red dragon came through. At first, he feared it was Queen Scarlet. That was, until he saw Aloysius on her back, looking ready to kill a thousand men and a dozen Bewilderbeast- including Drago.

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Aloysius knew that Drago would try and kill Hiccup and Toothless...

Just not like this.

He barely had time to register everything that had happened before a roar entered his hearing, and the one dragon he really didn't want to see here came in through a empty hall.

Black as night, and eyes red and furious, he watched Drago's Skulblaka, Deathstar, leap into the scene, breathing his green flames dangerously near to him and Crimseara.

Jumping out the way just in time, he silently thanked their old teacher, who had taught his dragon to be so quick-minded and fast.

As soon as that happened, Drago ran over to his dragon in a few quick bounds, swinging onto the massive black beast's back, as they locked into combat with Crimseara, red meeting black. It was a touch match-up, with Deathstar being slightly bigger, and more muscular and brutal.

Swinging off of his dragon, he made a wild dash to where Hiccup was being held in a teens arms (who he presumed was Silus), and froze upon sight.

Hiccup had bee stabbed.

Oh, was Drago going to regret his actions when he got his hands on him...

But right now, he had to save the one he saw more as a son than a friend. The boy moved out the way as soon as he came around, shaking profusely. "I... He... What do we... I don't... Know..." Aloysius touched the young rider's shoulder. He took the injured rider into his arms, gulping at the blood while he applied pressure to the wound. Behind him, he heard the teen say something about how he forgot that.

Barely conscious of what was going on, Hiccup blinked up at his new holder. He wasn't sure, but the fuzzy figure reminded him of Aloysius... He opened his mouth to speak, but found no words. He didn't have to be aware of his surroundings to know he was heavily bleeding, and rapidly dying.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, back up arrived.

It came in the form of Aloysius' fellow Shur'tugalar and their massive dragons, one duo coming down into the room.

The red-winged man quickly recognised the pair as Giselle and her green dragon Kazenor. The latter immediately shot a bright jet of flame expertly over Crimseara's spread wing and directly onto Deathstar's neck, the victim screeching In pain and surprise. Most sound was blocked out by the dragons' roars, and Giselle had both ears covered as the Humanblaka over.

Eyes locking onto Hiccup, and the terrified Silus, she quickly grasped the situation. Leaping off her mount, who shrieked and shot another jet of flame at Deathstar, she yelled something to Silus and Aurora. The teen jumped on his Night Fury, and Kazenor bounded over, warbling.

"Aloysius! Code 13!"

The man nodded, handing Hiccup over to Kazenor, who gently placed the young man onto his scaly back. Roaring, he sped down the hall, his rider mounting him mid-run. Aurora and Silus quickly followed, as did Toothless.

Toothless didn't know how this could of happened- one minute, everything had been going so well...

And the next, he was running frantically down this hall, his precious rider on the verge of death...

Again. He wasn't sure whether he should be mad, or worried...

Perhaps he should be used to this by now. Perhaps this shouldn't scare him... But he knew better. He knew not everything ended happily, no matter how hard you tried...

He couldn't lose Hiccup.

Not again.

Not after he had just got his little one back... Not now.

...But something about the agony tearing at his heart said otherwise.

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A/N:

Well, I actually finished this on my last night on vacation... When I probably should have been sleeping.

It's now midnight (exactly 12 o'clock, haha), and I've got a horrible feeling this is all going to bite me in the ass tomorrow morning (This is next day... Lol... It did... I yawned about 20 times within three hours) , at half 8 when I have to get up and pack... Ugh. I hate packing, getting up early, and most if all, five hour long car rides (it turned out to be, like, six) ... UGH.

Oh well. At least in the end I'll be home, with my lovely fluffy doggies (the sausage and the sulky pup) in my arms. And good internet. XD

LOVE YOU ALL! Oh, and, no spoilers!

Crystallion12.