Hi. What's up? I hope you guys will love this chapter as much as I do. I wanted to write this one for a long time.

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Third's POV

Astrid is flying above the island, watching Hiccup and Owen flying back toward her on their dragons. Their attack on the warship is a success and the shun is finishing his journey beyond the horizon. Astrid then notices something coming fast at them from behind.

-WATCH OUT, she yells.

But the Night Furies don't have the time to move away. Instinctively, Falla shot a fire ball in an attempt to stop it. However, the thing is a hunter explosive projectile so the impact only make it explode. Nevertheless, since it doesn't explode against them, the riders and their dragons are only pushed away instead of being killed. The shock ejects Hiccup from his saddle. Seeing this, Astrid immediately signal Stormfly to dive while Hiccup activates his flight suit, extending a leather membrane one each side of him between his arms and legs. It allows him to glide on the air current. A few seconds later, Stormfly catch him and put him back on Toothless's, who already started to lose altitude despite struggling to stay airborne by flapping his wings madly. Not far, Falla shook her head, a little stunned. She looks at her back to make sure Owen's fine, but he's not here. Someone then screams her name, and she looks down to see Owen falling toward the island. Falla roars with fear, diving to catch him.

-Oh no, Astrid says signaling to Stormfly to dive again.

She has not seen him fall from his saddle. They're followed by Toothless once Hiccup stabilised his dragon flight. Falla is flying at her top speed, getting closer to Owen just as he's getting closer to the island. "No, the distance is too short" Astrid thinks. Sadly, she's right. Falla can't catch Owen before he hit a tree and disappear into the forest. She barely has time to force open her wings and straighten her flight, missing the trees only by an inch. Astrid stops Stormfly above the trees, trying to find Owen while Hiccup rejoin her. Falla is completely panicked and immediately dives into the forest at the research of her rider.

On the highly damaged warship, Fenroc is watching the Night Fury and the Deadly Nader flying into the forest after the other Night Fury. He doesn't understand how the dragon and the chief survived because he aimed perfectly. Now, it's too late, the general order to retreat has been given. The ship is already leaving and will soon be rejoined by the others. Rakkar won't be happy that they missed this opportunity. However, it doesn't change the plans they already made. And maybe this battle will serve as a warning.

Falla heavily lands on the forest floor, looking all around her frantically for her rider but the dim light doesn't help. She finally spots him, laying on the ground not far. She runs toward him, scared.

The man is laying on his back, his legs broken, his breathing jerky and difficult. Blood is leaving his body from everywhere, creating a small pool under him and staining the grass. She removes the leaves and a stick on him with her paw. Toothless and Stormfly land next to them. Hiccup and Astrid quickly dismount and gasp in horror.

-Oh Thor, I'm so sorry, Astrid says. I didn't see…

-Go get Fishlegs, Hiccup tells her. NOW.

Astrid turn around and run toward Stormfly. As soon as she climbs on her dragon back, the Deadly Nadder runs to take off and fly out of the forest. Hiccup kneels beside Owen.

-Owen, whatever happens you must not move, he says. Can you hear me?

Toothless walk next to his rider, whining sadly. Falla lays down on the grass, her nose close to her rider's face, whining, not knowing what she can do. Hiccup takes out his coat of fur and tries to stop the bleeding with it. Owen tries to talk but his words come out like a choking. A drop of blood flows from his mouth. Falla softly rub her chin against her rider's head, removing his hairs covering his eyes. He must stay quiet, to keep his strength until someone comes to heal him. He's going to be okay.

Hiccup, however, fear there's nothing they can do but he doesn't want to give up and continue his attempts to stop the bleeding. Owen then raises his left hand and gently puts it on Falla nose, looking at her with an honest smile. Tears leaving his eyes. The dragoness softly purrs, wanting to give reassurance to her rider and smooth his pain, considering there's nothing else she can do right now. Owen's hand then falls on the ground. Every sound around them stop. Falla grunt, calling Owen.

He doesn't respond. She nudges him with her nose, calling him again. Toothless lets out a long roar of mourning and Hiccup sights.

-It's too late, he says with a saddened voice.

Falla whines and growl, nudging Owen's head again and again, hoping to wake him up. He must wake up. He can't… But it's useless. Hiccup leaves his coat full of blood on Owen torso. Falla slowly walks back, breathing difficulty. Then, without warning, she runs off into the forest. Toothless runs after her, leaving Hiccup to take care of Owen's body.

Toothless's POV

The sky is now dark, the night having replaced the day. I run between the trees, trying to find Falla in the darkness. It became hard to see in front of me but I finally spot her walking not far.

-Falla, I call worried and catch up with her. Falla. Where are you going?

-To slaughter all these hunters, she growls with a broken voice.

I slow down a little, surprised by her answer.

-What? You can't, I say jumping in front of her. Going straight after them like this and alone, they'll kill you.

-I don't care, she snaps walking pass me.

-Well I do, I confess following her. I won't let you do this.

-What, she hisses turning around.

She then jumps on me, taking me by complete surprise and pushing me on my back with her on top of me, her pupils slim.

-How dare you, she barks. How would you act if you were in my place?

An image of Hiccup dead flashes in my mind as I recall how many times it almost happened. The only thought of it horrifies and anger me.

-I'd track down and kill the one responsible for his death, I growl.

She's about to talk but I act before she can. With a quick movement of my hind legs, I knock her on her back and take the position at the top. I may understand her motives, but it doesn't change what I said.

-But I couldn't, I continue, because my friends won't let me. For the same reasons I won't let you.

It's the truth but it doesn't seem to change her mind. She struggles to free herself. I put all my weight to prevent her from escaping while blocking her paws with mine so she can't claw at me.

-Please stop, I roar as she tries to bite me. Is this what Owen would have wanted?

-It doesn't matter, HE'S DEAD.

We both froze.

-He's dead, she murmurs as if the reality of his death slowly reaches her mind.

She then pushes me off, and I don't try to resist. Instead of getting up like I expected, she curls around herself and covers her head with her paw. Dragons can't cry, unlike humans, but her entire body is trembling and she has difficulty to breathe. I can only try to imagine the pain she must feel, and it's part our fault and I'm not sure what to do.

Slowly, I walk behind her and rub my head against her trembling neck in an attempt to comfort her. I'm immediately surprised by how cold her scales are. I lay down against her back and wrap my tail around her. She tenses but doesn't reject the cuddling. So I cover her with my wing, sharing my heat with her. Her breathing is still jerky and not continuous. Small droplets of water then fall on my head. I can't see the sky but the smell in the air reveal the upcoming rain. It would be best to shelter but, looking back at Falla, it's clear she won't move. Gently, I put my head on her while the small droplets quickly turn into a icy rain. We stay here, like this, under the cold rain, for the rest of the night.

Hiccup's POV

I stand behind a tree, hidden, looking at Toothless and Falla and partially protected from the cold rain. It's a good thing I took Fishlegs's additional coat of fur. Once Astrid came back with him, I ran after the dragons because I was worried. I arrived when Falla jumped on Toothless. It scared me but luckily Toothless was able to turn the situation around. Now, they're curled up together on the forest floor. I don't know what Toothless told her or what she responded during the evident argument but now I hesitate to rejoin them. I walk out from behind the tree despite the rain. Toothless sees me. We look at each other during a few seconds. He then makes a small gesture with his head. I nod understanding now is not the time and turn around, leaving them alone.

Falla's POV

I put the last rock on the pile in front of me. I'm at the top of a cliff facing the ocean with the forest not far behind. The morning sky is completely masked by dark-grey clouds. The grass is still wet from the icy rain and the lack of wind left the air heavy and cold.

I melt the bottom part of the new rock like I did with the others. It glue the rocks together so the structure can resist weather and time. I walk back, my tail and my wings dragging on the grass since I can't find the strength to lift them. Plus, making this thing drained all my flames. I sit and look at what I've done. A large pile of rock under which rest Owen's body in a rectangular hole I also made, with my claws, like it was the custom in his birth village. I don't know if it's the work or that I didn't sleep last night or just me…but I feel so tired. And empty.

Despite how many times I turn this in my head, I still don't understand why it happened. Why him? He didn't deserve it. Anyone, and I mean it, anyone else. Who, I don't care. Someone else should have taken the blow and fall. Even me. I'm the one who wasn't fast enough, who didn't want to leave when he knew we should. I…I'd do anything just to be able to talk to him, to tell him tha…how…sorry I am and…how much I loved him.

A dragon come and sit next to me.

-Hey, the dragon says softly.

It's the voice of Toothless.

-It's nice what you've done, he adds referring to the pile of rock. What is it?

-I forgot the name but it was important for him and his people, I answer my voice still weak.

-And you, Toothless asks. How do you feel?

-Whatever, I respond. It doesn't change anything.

-Of course it does, he counters keeping his tone soft. Staying inactive is the worst thing to do. So, what do you need?

There's only one thing that crosses my mind as he asks this.

-Vengeance, I growl.

Toothless is silent for a little moment.

-It's your right, he then says obviously choosing his word carefully. Eret said he saw the hunter who shot us. Apparently, his name is Fenroc.

He tells me this, while yesterday he stopped me from going after them. Why?

-But, he adds, how could you possibly find and kill him? The hunters are too numerous.

-I'll find a way. Even if it takes the rest of my life, I'll avenge Owen.

-Even if you die doing this?

I let out a long sight, lowering my head toward the ground. Contrary to what it may seem, I'm not at all suicidal. I…just…I can't sit down and continue to live normally like nothing happened. Owen always been there, since my birth. Not once did we separate, whenever I lived with him in his village or after the war that forced us away. He was all I had. I don't even know what to do now, where to go without him. Someone killed him, and someone must pay for this.

Toothless walk between me and the pile of rock, lowering his head in front of mine. From the corner of my left eye, I also spot Hiccup walking toward us.

-You don't have to face this on your own, he coos gently. You're not alone.

-Then why do I feel like it, I whisper weakly.

Hiccup has now rejoined us. Toothless gently raise my head with his nose. His eyes just in front of mines, looking deep into them with such a caring and soft expression. Under another circumstance, I would have found this warm-hearted, even romantic. Yet, I can't manage to feel anything so I just lower my gaze.

Hiccup stand next to us, patient. When I look at him, he slowly raises his hand and caresses my head.

-I'm so sorry, he murmurs with the same soft tone.

I look back toward the pile of rock, even if I can't see it because of Toothless. Sorry won't bring Owen back. Nothing will.

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