(A/N: Haven't really watched too much of Riders of Berk since I hate the episodes "When Lightning Strikes" because it's a Toothless Torture Porn thanks to Mildew and "What Flies Beneath" because the Night Fury himself acts like total fucking dick and a irredeemable asshole like Kratos although not as severe as the Ghost of Sparta; which you should NOT call him that in A New Beginning. So here we are with the duel of Drayko and Dagur, I'm gonna start off this chapter with the Mysterious Woman's complications of weather or not she should know her backstory. I'm not sure it's right to say this given the context of this issue with her, but might as well say out in tradition. Enjoy!)
The Mysterious Woman had felt a painful and throbbing pang in her head and stomach, something bad was going to happen pretty soon and was made no better when Ryker had begun to suspect her of feeding information to the Knights as well as letting them know of their every move. Despite Viggo reminding him that she has not seen what they're capable of, Ryker says so otherwise as he still loves his brother; but has begun to think that his time with Drayko has poisoned him. Windshear began to comfort her on board the Brigantine as she tells her this
"It's not myself that I worry about, but I know there's something wrong that's going to happen very soon and may be something else that the Berserkers who knew their original Chief aren't telling me. I just don't know if I want to learn the truth or not, but let's go somewhere to think about all of this" She mounted Windshear and flew off to a Island near the Northern Markets that was a collection of rocky outcrops and large seastacks. There was clearly just not right about knowing the truth from the Beserkers who knew Oswald as she did find out when infiltrating into their Tribe. It all felt too real and too familiar for her to know that she's been here before, if she did then she would've been seen as a traitor for having a Razorwhip of her own accord (A/N: This is the "Heather's Decision" Island from RTTE Season 5's "Sins of the Past" by the way)
It's just so much to take in though, well at least now she may be getting closer to finding out who she really was since her Adoptive Parents are both dead now to tell her anything; unless Dagur killed them because he doesn't want her to know. No matter what reason, she's bound to find out one way or another
HTTYD
In the following two weeks that have passed since Stoick's departure and Dagur's message, Drayko has relentlessly stopped at nothing to prepare for his duel against the Deranged Chieftain of the Berserkers; especially now that Bladehead has told him tales how he witnessed him slaughter Oswald in cold blood, or so he says as this may not be true. But out of respect, they believe in him since his axe was clearly stained with his father's blood when he became Chief
Toothless and Vixen watched on with no end as Drayko made the best of himself by going through the Indoor Training area inside of the Main Hall time and time again. He was hellbent on finishing this pointless skirmish with Dagur the Deranged as everybody was always getting in his way with trying to bring down Red Death. Damn, first he's got to deal with the Hunters along with the Flyers, Trappers and occasionally Divers. He might as well deal with fighting some Dragon Marauders next since they're basically deployed in desert environments and even Dragon Polars since they're used for Arctic environments; if Viggo even thought to create those divisions first. (A/N: Truth be told, he did since the Sand Wraiths, Sweet Tooths and Sandbusters need to be dealt with a special unit and you'll know what they look like since they're rarely seen outside the desert and arctic environments. Though for now, the Marauders are shown here)
While Drayko dealt in training for the duel between him and Dagur, the other Knights had been checking the map twice every once in a while to see the location of where the Beserker Chieftain wanted to have the fight; which just so happened to be something that was clearly built for this duel. The map depicted four mountains holding an large metal round disk hung from chains, there was an black chasm below that they have been mistakened to believe it was an abyss; the seats for them to watch the fight was located on the west side of the arena and judging by the look of this, this was going to be the end of him
"I should've at least come back to visit every once in awhile to teach Stoick some matters, he thinks that he failed me when in truth; it's I that failed Hiccup for not being there when my son needed me. But I did help him one way or another to becoming like me in the end" Valka thought to herself, still regreting her absence as Cloudjumper stroked her armor with his wing
"Only someone such as the Lord of Yer' Fearsome Derrangedness would want to build this architecture of all places" Bladehead scowled as Storm's eyes turned to narrowed slits as he turned to the Blacksmith and snarled, not forgetting the one who froze him inside the Iceberg. "Don't ya' eyeball me ya' damn Skrill, yer' offspring's better off gettin' gutted in the feckin' throat when I make 'em slit on it's own heart" He snarled back at him
"Hmmm... gone soft have we now? Your bitterness is just as sloppy as your temper" Raedwit remarked at Bladehead with Barf and Belch smiling mischievously
"Trapped in a god damn cursed jar for years didn't set off any irredeemable asshole bells in a Illusionist in you, you're a sadistic cunt aren't you? Locking people in hell for centuries just so you can have a excuse to say that you killed them, that's just lazy" Raijah sat back on his Nightmare while Hookfang yawned as he simply wanted to get going as soon as possible
"The sooner we can get going, the sooner we can put a end to this so this Tyrant can die" Eret stated impatiently, his dual swords thirst for blood and he was beginning to wonder how much longer will it take until they can finally confront Red Death
"Alright let's get going" Drayko came into the room with Toothless and Vixen as he mounted the former and the Fox Kit jumped into Raedwit's arms before Drayko flew off to start ahead of them. The other Knights followed soon after
The flight to the Beserker's hand made structure of an arena was a rather long but silent one as nothing too eventful happened. There was no storms, no shitty weather, no raids, no hostile attacks, no attacks by the Dragon Flyers; nothing at all. Just the calm wind and the sunny skies that provided cloudcover. Although some Bullroughers and an duo of Hobblegrunts joined in. Bullroughers, being clearly in Boulder Class were the size of a Gronckle albeit bigger but not as much as the Quaken with a sharp 2ft horn on it's forehead, they were stocky and solid as they were meant to be well armored. Some of them possess ear flaps while others do not, limit of six shots of a melty continuous stream of flares with two spikes on their wingtips and two horns curved backward until they curve outward. They had three little spikes on the start of their wings and whenever they fired, an ashy ring appeared. Finally they were territorial around their grassy mountainous lairs in large caves as their wings were also large, these Dragons are not to be crossed in their path as their deadly ramming ability means a bloody fate to a life's end. Fishlegs immediately wrote them down in the Book of Dragons
Sooner or later they've reached the outskirts of the Arena and it was bigger than expected, but it was still man made by the Beserkers; Drayko might as well say that if he does meet the architect who help them and it turned out to be the Dragon Marauders, they would mostly look like this: Dragon Marauders wore Sand Wraith, Sweet Tooth, Sandbuster and Triple Stryke flesh armor with "X" crossed straps for their Nightmare Horn shoulder guards going across as they remained mostly shirtless exposing their bare chests and meaty arms that had also had Nadder Spiked bracers with Modularhorn spiked shin guards and boots meant for desert environments with three leather spiked tassles on their front. Their helmets were adorned with spikes as always and were in the shape of keffiyehs to keep them from heating up, their cowls were reniforced and bared fearsome and sharp angry fangs to strike their foes with fear. Their kilts were torn and ripped, they gave out loud animalistic but wild and savage warcries. Some of them had torn clothing while most of them were shirtless. They were armed with double edged but deadly sharp Dragon Root Scimitars, Dragon Root thorn whips and double bladed Dragon Root Axes that had the ability to rapidly shoot arrows like a one handed rifle/AK-47 hybrid. Finally, their Commander acted as their leader and wore Titan Wing Sand Wraith flesh as his armor was stronger and his weapons consisted of Dual Scimitars and Dual Axes; his warcry was even more horrifying as it sounded more truly barbaric than the others. Their crest was an bleeding medieval styled sun with the Dragon like face of their helmet since the bleeding motif is always been apart of the Hunters, their defense was Islamic styled shields made out of thin but chipped and cracked Gronckle Iron (A/N: They're based off the Marauders from Jak 3)
They landed on the arena with Toothless and the others getting into the stands while Drayko armed himself with Inferno in his right hand and held his Shield in his left hand, because once he started to experiment using his right hand for everything else; he never went back. He still uses his left hand but not too much anymore, as if it was just but a remnant of Hiccup; only a matter of time before he fully loses his attachment and severs his loss with him. Until that happens, he focused on who was ahead of him as Dagur held his Axe tightly and wore his signature helmet tightly on his head. "You're always here early when I expect you to come later, you might as well come downstairs before we're ready for your surprise" He remarked
"Dagur, whatever reason you challenged me here; because I know there's more to this than just satisfying your god damn thirst for shit, save it for the end" He pointed Inferno towards him
"Why bother? You fed Alvin to my Frozen Skrill, you let Viggo bludge Brimlad with a ballista on his own ship and now you're telling me to save what I want to tell you; if either of us come out as the winner" He brandished his Axe onto his shoulder and stretched his other arm out until he felt a crack in place
"Like this was ever a game we're playing and we're always getting interrupted, not even getting a chance to finish it; instead having to start all over from the beginning"
"In the words of Viggo Grimborn: You sure as hell haven't heard of the term, why start over when you can pick it up were you left off?"
"Like he would ever say that shit"
"Then it's time to end this between us. I may not have gotten the bounty on your relentless stubborn ass, but I'll get you one way or another"
"Then go ahead then, brother..." He spoke silently to him in a grave and raspy tone of voice (A/N: This fight is gonna be a short one, like I always write down)
The duel began underway with a fierce swing of his axe as Drayko easily blocked and bashed him away before preforming an uppercut slash. Dagur retaliated with a bash to the head and pound down to the back, sending him down to floor. Drayko then sent two kicks to his face and swung his shield to bash him, sending him flying away from him as he fully got up and ran towards him with a couple swings of his burning sword which some were blocked but Dagur had to get hit at least once due to his lack of shield
The Beserker Chieftain did however managed to deflect Inferno that was thrown and stabbed into the ground upon impact before he threw his own axe spinning towards him. Drayko smacked it away with his Shield and brought out the Frostheart Axe that he threw towards Dagur and had it come back to his hand before throwing it again as he reclaimed Inferno and decided to deal with him with his burning sword alone. The two fiercely began to slash at each other with each ferocious swing against the armor and clothing being more deadly as the tide of the duel began to turn for the worst
In an desperate attempt to gain the upperhand, Dagur brought out his crossbow and began firing arrows towards Drayko; striking him down before grabbing him by the throat and throwing him overboard like he does with his irritating crew on his armada. Drayko of course wouldn't have that and came swinging back up thanks to his Shield before landing a dropkick to his stomach, following it up with another roundhouse to the back and slamming his backfoot on the back of his head. Dagur of course took this opprotunity and countered by slamming him to the other side by grabbing his boot, he then brought his axe back and was about to slash downward until Drayko kicked him to the other side
Dagur's arm was cut when Drayko called back the Frostheart Axe to his possession and so was his leg when he shot an Nadder Spike arrow into it, making him bleed; the Beserker Chieftain resorted to a barrage of attacks as Drayko was now forced onto the defensive, nevertheless they were always evenly matched. While they continued to fight on in their duel, an traitor behind the eyes of the Chieftain leads some of the Beserkers and tells them that Dagur has become too soft to lead the Beserker Tribe and thus; must be taken out as he rather lead on than become a follower as Drayko killed Alvin and their violent Blacksmith is on their side now, with the help of the Hooligan's traitorous bitching old fart and the Outcasts' former spy known as Mildew Blunge, they are convinced to aid in Savage's plan and thus return to see the battle unfold fully
Drayko and Dagur have begun to fully throw a barrage, flail and flurry of sword and axe strikes one at another for quite sometime. Both combatants were starting to become half drenched in blood, but none of them are ready to submit as their duel continued to be a even more bloody mess as their brawls became involved with even more deadly moves; especially now that Drayko's Birthmark was glowing and allowed him to gain the upperhand over his opponent. This battle was now coming to a close as Dagur threw another windmill strike of slashes against Drayko, whom has retaliated with a headbutt and uppercut from his Shield; followed up by Inferno as he gave Dagur some nasty wounds to tend to. Finally, Drayko kicked Dagur away from him as the Chieftain was now humiliated in front of his own Tribe; covered in wounds, burn marks and bleeding down with no breaks of sweat to be seen. Yet breathing heavily but angrily as he asked
"I'm being defeated... dammit" He snarled to himself
"The Hell's wrong with you brother, is that all you got?" Drayko asked. "Get the hell up. You can do better than that shit right there" He taunted. Dagur got up and was hunched over with his Axe in hand
"Drayko, you damn fool; I've should've made you and Mr. Deathkiller our greatest fighters" He chuckled with very little sanity at the end,"A monster I created like you, tried to make you a better warrior to take out Berk"
"You succeeded in doing so" Drayko replied still holding Inferno tightly in his hand as he placed his Shield on his back with the Frostheart Axe hidden from view. "Even now as I condone whatever memories I had with that fat pig bastard, that doesn't mean that I chose my beliefs for a better reason than to get revenge on him"
"I've killed my own father and rose through the ranks, he's long lost his taste for blood since he became allies to that stupid little pebble that my Armanda can tear apart" He threw up a little bit of blood as Drayko replied with this before they both prepared to do the finishing blow on one another
"Berk is mine to take out Dagur, but I must stop you from hunting down any more of these Dragons; even if it means to kill you by my hand... it's time to finish this" Dagur swung his Axe to the side and began to run towards Drayko, as he did the same towards the Beserker Chieftain
The two opponents ran forward with all of their speed, all of their might and all of their deprived and twisted courage that bled out from their hearts; ignoring their suspended crowd and their anticipation, and ignoring their crowd's fears to lose one another to their opponents. They came closer and closer with each passing minute, all in the closing distance against each other; they both had their weapons prepared as they were reaching the center of the arena. Before long the two opponents of both the Knights and the Beserkers slashed each other in a blinding flash of light as both of them sprayed blood onto the auidence; both opponents remained stiff and still as they were both unnoticably trembling until...
Dagur fell to his knees, throwing up and now fully humiliated in front of his own Tribe; but he wasn't angry or vengeful towards Drayko, no he was feeling something that only a madman like him can feel. He grabbed his Axe and made his way back to where Drayko stood, weakened to the point of collapsing and fainting; but not until he exposed one thing to Drayko about one of his own, he grabbed an Beserker Amulet and told him. "No one can have this Drayko, it belongs to a descedant of the Beserker Tribe; like your own Hooligan that you called Fishlegs. But there's more to him than you know..." He threw the amulet to the center of the arena as Dagur backed up towards the edge and prepared to fall backwards, but held his Axe close to him; "Leave me and go, if you don't want the Hooligans to kill your friend should they ever know about this truth from me; but hear me when I say this"
"I'm listening Dagur"
"There are worse things than death, fear, insanity, anger, sorrow, suffering and hatred. Imagine having to fight your own Dragon that you considered a brother, that you've fought and flown on for the years of a friendship none of your friends can ever imitate; now under the control of the King of Dragons, decaying, tortured and turned into a weapon, a war machine by a madgod of all people who will stop at nothing to become what he desires to become just to conquer anybody who does not join him. Kills anybody who crosses his path and worst of all; captures and tortures your friends in a hellish prison nobody escapes, just to lure you in to torment you even further with your own friends that you call Dragons. This is a direct warning from me, do not and I mean DO NOT FIGHT THAT MONSTER Drayko; he knows very well how to break and shatter a heart one way or another... he will stop at nothing to become a God of all things, a Dragon God most definately"
Dagur warned him in a grave and mucus filled husky sounding voice, he was too injured by his battlescars from the duel but no less still made himself clear to him before he tipped backwards and spread out his limbs as he fell into the dark chasm below. Eyes closed and having his blood fly out as Dagur gives out one last smiling grin of derangedness before fading out of sight from everyone around him; not even the Dragons can see him for he was long gone. Drayko stood up and grabbed the Beserker Amulet as he calmly told Fishlegs,"Let's go, Red Death awaits and the Hooligans will never know about this" He left with the others as the Beserkers also left the arena with some of them now seeing that Drayko is truly powerful and thus making themselves known as the "Sons of Drayko Ryder" while the other half is made up of Savage's traitorous "Beserker Rebellion". This of course caused a fracture within the Beserker Tribe as a whole and split them into three: Sons of Drayko Ryder, The Beserker Tribe and the Beserker Rebellion. This would immediately be the start of the war between them
Meatlug stood by Fishlegs as he wondered if Dagur was telling the truth or not, until Bladehead came over to him. "Bladehead..." He spoke with a uncertain tone
"Of course, it's true we ain't short of bein' tied by blood 'n history like Yer' Fearsome Lord of the Derrangedness would tell you; but now that he's gone 'n revealed everything that caused me tribe to be in a state of mess like it's now becomin' after their duel together, a feckin' Hooligan Dog like ya needed the truth that your parents' ain't tellin' you any time soon. Now let's go ya scabby bassa, like it even bothers ya to know where ya came from"
"I understand, Bladehead"
"Cut tha hooreshit doaberhead, I'll be takin' tha Amulet off yer hands if ya' mind" He took the Amulet from Fishlegs as the two flew off back to Draconia. Not seeing and highly unaware of the Mysterious Woman being present the whole time during the duel
"He's... dead already? This was a disappointing chance to take him alive for murdering my adoptive parents, but now it looks like I can finally learn more about this Oswlad the Agreeable since Ryker made it clear that the Hunters don't want me with them. He can accuse me of feeding Drayko information all he wants, just wait until I can finally meet him in person soon" She thought to herself as she got onto Windshear and flew off to Beserker Island
HTTYD
Meanwhile in the darkest of the night that had befallen once again, in the meanest trenches of the fogwalls of Helheim's Gate lied the smoking hot lair of Red Death known as Dragon Island. In it's volcano, the many Dragons out of fear for their own lives and hatred for this tyrant of a Queen remained rather famished, always hungry and not once ever so grateful for the food that has been brought to her. She had begun to hear stories of Drayko Ryder and his actions to the Dragons who have not fallen under her command and control, with every one she hears another laugh of mockery is given out for a mortal like him is of but no threat to her
But now she has heard about how serious this situation is and how much Drayko Ryder is becoming a rising threat to her, she has been left with no choice but to play it smart and go after him instead by forming an group of four deadly Dragons of her own to kill not only him but his friends as well. She knows that the Night Fury traitor is among them, so he deserves no mercy and she has dreamed about the battle ever since that he's becoming a real threat to her; she can see it now as Drayko standing tall and proud on the Night Fury screaming out his voice to her. "Foul and Monstrous Devil! With your demise, so ends this ever so pointless and useless war with the Archipelago! I shall and will send you back to the depths of Hellheim, Hades and let you burn by the fires of Muspelheim!" Thus, an great battle begins
"Heroes of the Legendary Dragon Rider of Draconia, hear my words as I will not allow this war to end just yet until your demise has be met. You have all foolishly chosen your death sentence for the Sinister Four shall claim you lives and as for the Legendary Rider himself: I have destroyed every rebellion, crushed every uprising and I shall continue to make a example of why nobody shall defy whom you all continue to call me the Bane of Queens. If you are foolish enough to seek me out to kill me, then you will know the true meaning of DARKNESS ACROSS THE ARCHIPELAGO!" She yelled out as the Dragons she controls flies out of the Island in fear of her power while her deadly Sinister Four remain. Regardless of these Dragons with the odds being one to billion, each of these have has a relationship with each of the Dragons that the Knights ride
Whispering Death: Magenta spikes with an teal blue color, this is known to be Toothless' Nemesis as these have gotten themselves into a horrible history and a Dragon like him never forgets the bite mark on his tail. There is no clear reason or a clear story to this Dragon, and perhaps that's for the best as Toothless knows that due to his state; Drayko would sacrifice anything to rid of this deadly foe as his brother knows that he cannot take him down alone with the aid of the Legendary Dragon Rider himself!
Changewing: Once the former lover of Rose, he has left her to die at the hands of the Dragon Hunters who dare invade the Changewing Tribe's Village until she met her new lover; Dragur the Executioner. Hearing the horrifying tales of how he has mistreated, abused, beaten, taken out his rage and blamed even for the slightest bit of mistakes all on her; as well as threatened her to put their new children's heads on the spears of the Dragon Hunters and left her at the mercy of those unforgiving genocidal Vikings, Dragur the Executioner awaits the day that they may finally meet and emerge victorious for the punishment and justice that must be served for all the pain that Rose has been forced to go through!
Flightmare: The only thing that comes to haunt this one's past is the hatred and lost hope for any and all Humans who think they can tame a Dragon. Really, it's this specific Flightmare that was once the unfortunate owner of a traitorous but now deceased man who's name was and he's not lying when he says "Yashimar the Deceased, formerly Unhuman" due to his horrendous and unspeakable acts. This Flightmare harbors a deep hatred for Zipplebacks due to his iredeemable and racial discrimination towards others who are not like him, but even more so against those who rely on smoke 'n mirrors. Now really, the only Dragon that it fears the most is none other than the terrifying unholy offspring of lightning and death itself, the one and the only Night Fury!
Smothering Smokebreath: Metal Thieves who build their nests with them like this one is no brave Dragon to fight bigger ones, but this individual doesn't even dare to hold back going up against a Monstrous Nightmare of all Dragons. Hookfang knows this one, although he has a nemesis of his own which was a Titan Wing who dared to threaten his female friend's eggs from time to time again; this Smokebreath is more than arrogant to think that he himself can take on a Nightmare alone without the help of his comrades, think again as Hookfang is NOT to be underestimated nor is the Nightmare himself have the audacity to spare no mercy against this foe since the days on the Rookery!
"Do not dare fail your Queen. Kill Drayko Ryder and his treasonous Night Fury! Make his allies suffer before you and once all has been done, destroy his rebellion!" Red Death screamed out as the Sinister Four flew out into the night from Helheim's Gate, tonight will be a easy raid for Stoick is out of Berk hunting for a Dragon to take him here to the Island. No matter what the Knights of the Dragon Riders do, they will never stop her
But if only her cousin wouldn't be so caring towards mortals and be less uncooperative... No, she must forget about him; he is not her cousin, he's a mockery out of her oppression and tyrannic rulership over these laughable devils. Soon she will eat those words of her very soon as her end is only days away from now, she will be prepared for what lies ahead...
Well there you have it, shame we gotta lose Dagur so quickly because he's made quite a heroic change for the better in Race to the Edge; but this isn't the last time we'll see or hear from him, I assure you. Somewhere out there in the Barbaric Outskirts, there's a escaped prisoner from a deadly prison fortress haunted with phantoms meant to torment those who roam underneath it's caverns and that prisoner is not alone. He's got a Green Gronckle and Black 'n Yellow Triple Stryke serving as his own Dragons, but that story is meant for another time as Red Death comes first; in due time you will know who this prisoner is, until then the Knights shall prepare for the end as this is only just the beginning of the Final Fight that has yet to come. Remember this is a suggestion, not a disclaimer: Don't like it, don't read it. Otherwise if you have any feedback, just Feel Free to Review and Until we meet again...
TheLegendaryBlackDragonKnight
P.S: Consider this chapter a special one since my birthday is on Saturday of Sept. 22 of this year. Hope you enjoy more of what's to come from The Beginning, because a Bonus Chapter will finally make you say Good Riddance to Mildew like the YouTube self proclaimed and now deceased by suicide pedophile, Omnipolitics16 to whom Undoomed destroyed with the help of Suit Yourself! Check their video out on YouTube because you'll like what they have to say to Omnipolitic16's fucking shit because all he's trying to do is justify that pedophilia isn't wrong, so he can go and fuck children. Yes, he's been arrested; his channel's terminated and he committed suicide thank god. Anyways that warning Dagur gave out, that's really just a hint of what's to come in Curse of the Emperor's Sword; it's not a simple story to write down and it's WAY DARKER than this one, thought I let you know