3rd person POV...
"GET CLEAR!" Stoick yelled, jumping down from the cave. The Vikings closest to him all let out a few screams of shock and fear, and the whole cave collapsed in on itself, a massive, gargantuan dragon head shoving its way out of the stone, roaring in rage. Stoick and Gobber looked back at the huge dragon, eyes wide in terror, and Mara let out a frightful gasp, having never seen anything so massive or terrifying in her life.
"Beard of Thor...what is that?" Gobber exclaimed in horror.
"Odin help us." Stoick said numbly in fear, for the first time in his life.
The Red Death let out earth shattering roar, pushing itself out of its cave with a massive step forwards, crushing a charging Hssiss dragon without noticing. Jarik looked up at it in surprise as it continued forwards.
"Where's Jarik?" Ahsoka demands in a panic, looking around quickly.
"What?!" Stoick says, whipping his head to look around, eyes widening at the sight of Mara. "You- you're supposed to be in prison!" he exclaims in bewilderment.
"Did you really think you'd keep us in there?!" Mara yells back angrily.
He growls in annoyance but doesn't respond, the more immediate threat in front of them. Ahsoka and Mara then ran off, the former having spotted Jarik being tackles by a Hssiss dragon, While Stoick yelled an order to the men still manning their siege weapons. "Catapults!"
The Vikings all unleash their payload, scoring direct hits. Unfortunately the burning stones simply bounce off the dragon's skin, and the Red Death focuses on the catapults with anger. It crushes the first one with its jaws, smashing it and its crew, and rattling the beach underfoot. Stoick races toward the second catapult. He leaps up and pushes a Viking out of the way just before the dragon crushes him under its forepaw. The Vikings scramble in all directions in a panic.
"Get to the ships!" somebody yells, and several of the men all jump into the boat to push off shore.
However Stoick raises his arms in alarm, knowing what the dragon would do next. "No! NO!" he yelled desperately, but it was too late.
With a massive inhale of breath, gas builds up in the dragons mouth, and the Red Death blasts the ships with tons of flame and liquid hot fire. The sails are completely torched, wood splintering and burning, and Vikings dive overboard with the masts coming down. A few unlucky Vikings were unable to make it off the ship in time before the fire reached them, their lives ending in an instant with searing hot pain. Toothless whines on the ship in terror, struggling with his restraints as Gobber joins Stoick.
"Heh. Smart, that one," he comments light-heartedly.
Stoick looks up and down the beach for an answer, completely guilt-ridden. He could see the three Jedi surrounded by a ring of Hssiss dragons, and the massive Queen rampaging over the beach, killing and destroying anything in its path. "I was a fool," he says, ashamed.
The monster raises its head to the sky and bellows, the sound shaking the beach and knocking Vikings off their feet. It was making it clear that this island belong to her.
Thinking quickly, Stoick stops Spitelout, who was running by. "Lead the men to the far side of the island!"
"Right." Spitelout replies with a nod, turning to the rest. "Everybody to the far side of the island!"
The Vikings scatter into the rocks, and the Red Death roars after them while Stoick strides forwards in determination. "Gobber, go with the men!" he orders.
Gobber immediately shakes his head in disagreement. "I think I'll stay, just in case you're thinking of doing something crazy."
Stoick grabs him by the arm with a glare. "I can buy them a few minutes if I give that thing someone to hunt!" he exclaims.
Gobber removes Stoick's hand and clenches his forearm, the same determination in his eyes. "Then I can double that time," he says.
Despite the situation, Stoick and Gobber both share a grin, friends to the bitter end. They break the moment and look up at the Red Death, a wide smirk on Stoick's face.
"HERE!" he yells, gesturing to himself as he ran forward.
Gobber smirks. "Oh no. HERE!"
The Red Death picks a Viking up into the air with its teeth and drops him, attempting to bite him, but missing. The Viking quickly scampers off as fast as he could, and Stoick rips a sharpened post from the ground, hurling it with incredible velocity into the monster's face. It actually flinches from the impact, being hit close to the eye and glares down at Stoick, snarling.
"Come on!" Gobber yells, drawing its attention. "Fight me!" he exclaims with a vicious glare.
"No, me!" Stoick yells, backing up. Making its choice, the Red Death focuses in on the Viking chief, and it rears back its head, inhaling. Gas begins to build in its mouth, when out of nowhere, an explosive blast hits against the back of The Red Death's head. It roars in pain and turns, distracted, as a Nadder punches through the flames, banking across the sky. Followed by a Monstrous Nightmare, a Zippleback, and a Gronckle. They roll in unison, revealing the recruits riding on their backs. Hiccup leads, with Astrid clinging to his waist. Gobber and Stoick watch slack-jawed, in awe.
"Ruff, Tuff, watch your backs! Move Fishlegs!" Hiccup orders.
The monster shakes off the blast and snaps in their wake. Hiccup directs his squadron out of harm's way, and they climb out of reach and circle each other.
"LOOK AT US WE'RE ON DRAGONS! WE'RE ON DRAGONS! ALL OF US!" Tuffnut yells excitedly.
"Up, let's move it!" Hiccup orders again, leading the dragons past the Red Death. On the ground,Gobber hobbles over to Stoick with a bewildered gaze.
"Every bit the boar-headed, stubborn Viking you ever were!" he comments. Stoick simply nods his head, speechless. The Hssiss dragons lets out loud screeches of rage, and Mara took off running, jumping over one on her way to the boats all the way across the beach. Up in the air, Hiccup turned to Fishlegs, ready to formulate a plan.
"Fishlegs, break it down!" he orders.
Fishlegs nods quickly, assessing the dragon while giving out his observations. "Okay. Heavily armored skull and tail made for bashing and clear of both."
The Queen bit into a Viking longboat before tossing it against a sea stack with a roar, the pieces raining all over Jarik and four Hssiss dragons. "Small eyes, large nostrils, relies on hearing and smell!" Fishlegs finishes.
Hiccup nods, the plan quickly formulating in his mind. If he can get to Toothless then they'd have the best chance of defeating that thing. He took notice of Mara running along the beach for a second, as well as Ahsoka and Jarik fighting a pack of Hssiss dragons. With that in mind, he formulates a plan and looks at the rest of the teens.
"Okay. Lout, Legs, hang in its blind spot. Make some noise, keep it confused. Ruff, Tuff, find out if it has a shot limit! Make it mad," he says quickly, challenging the twins.
"That's my specialty!" Ruffnut declares proudly, while Tuffnut frowns at her.
"Since when? Everyone knows I'm more irritating! See?" he challenges, flipping his Zippleback head upside down, making a bunch of sounds in an attempt to show off how irritating he was.
"Just do what I told you!" Hiccup exclaims in exasperation. "I'll be back as soon as I can!"
With that being said, he and Astrid veer off the find where Toothless is trapped, the rest of the teens flying towards the Red Death. "Don't worry, we got it covered!" Snotlout yells confidently.
"Yeah! Whooo!" Fishlegs cheers.
Snotlout and Fishlegs bank and dive towards the Red Death, splitting up for either side, while the Twins race alongside the monster's head, taunting it.
"Troll!" Tuffnut yells.
"Butt Elf!" Ruffnut jeers.
"Bride of Grendel!" Tuffnut taunts.
The Twins cackle in amusement at the Red Death and fly past its head, while the dragon glares furiously after them, unloading a spray of fire at the twins. They barely dodge the first shot with a cry, ducking underneath the second. Fishlegs and Snotlout hang behind its eyes, banging away at their shields and making a racket in an attempt to confuse it. To their alarm however, two more eyes on either side of the dragon open up, revealing it to have six eyes in total.
"Uh, this thing doesn't have a blind spot!" Fishlegs yells fearfully.
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On the ground, Mara races across the beach, glancing up at the Red Death every so often to see how the teens were doing, before refocusing back on the ships. Hiccup and Astrid flew by on their Deadly Nadder, and she follows after them. Stretching out her senses, she could feel Toothless on one of the far ships, still struggling and crying out. He could sense her too, and also knew that Hiccup was close by.
The Nadder disappears for a moment, and then flies back out of the smoke, headed back towards the battle without Hiccup. Taking this as him finding Toothless, she races in their direction, jumping over a burning log and eventually making it. Leaping up, she lands on the edge of the boat's railing, seeing Toothless chained to the deck, Hiccup struggling to get his restraints off.
"Hiccup! Toothless!" she called, jumping onto the deck.
Hiccup whirls around to face her, relief evident on his face. "Mara! Thank goodness you're here! I need some help with these chains!" he exclaims.
She nods and activates her violet colored lightsaber, swinging at the many chains keeping the Night Fury locked down, saving the neck brace for last. All the while the Red Death stomps closer, both sides unaware of how close they were getting...
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Fishlegs and Snotlout both continue to clang their weapons against their shields, which makes the Red Death flinch, much to their excitement. It chewed on the remains of a ship, struggling to focus its eyes on the teens and their dragon mounts.
"It's working!" Snotlout exclaims eagerly.
The huge beast starts to sway its head dizzily, losing focus of them.
"Yeah! It's working!" Fishlegs adds in excitement.
Unfortunately for them, the noise they were making was also confusing the Gronckle and the Monstrous Nightmare. Both dragons begin to lose their bearings, and the Nightmare drifts to close to the Red Death, knocking Snotlout off of his dragon and onto the monster's gigantic head. Snotlout bounces across the top and comes to a stop just shy of the hundred foot drop.
"Agghh!" he yells in terror.
Fishlegs' Gronckle then starts to go down in a spin of confusion. "I've lost power on the Gronckle. Snotlout! Do something!" he exclaims.
He tosses his hammer to Snotlout who just barely manages to catch it. Fishlegs screams as the Gronkle spins through the air before it crashes and skids to a stop. Fishlegs grins in relief.
"I'm okay!" he yells. Then the Gronckle flips over, crushing Fishlegs underneath. "Less okay," he mumbles feebly.
The Red Death takes notice of his and the Gronckle's predicament and growls, raising its massive foot to crush them underneath. Fishlegs screams and terror and scrabbles desperately along the ground to try and get away. Luckily, Snotlout climbs up to the dragon's eyes and starts hammering away, scoring direct hits straight into its eye.
"I can't miss!" he exclaims joyfully. "What's wrong buddy, got something in your eye?" he taunts.
The Red Death roars in agony, missing its step by mere feet and squinting heavily, using its eyelids as a shield against the hammer. Astrid and her Nadder fly by, the former grinning and Snotlout and praising him for the action.
"Yeah! You're the Viking!" she yells.
Snotlout grins up at her, finally vindicated in her eyes. In his distraction however, he gets thrown when the Red Death thrases in an attempt to dislodge him, and lands heavily on one of the Red Death's spines, clinging precariously.
"Whoa!" he yells fearfully.
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The monster's tail sweeps across the burning ships, snapping masts like twigs. Mara looks up when it smashes the mast above them in alarm, seeing it falling towards them.
"Look out!" she exclaims, deactivating her lightsaber and shoving Hiccup away, leaping towards the opposite side. Hiccup yelps in shock, and then the Red Death slams a foot onto one side of the boat, throwing both Hiccup and Mara into the water, as well as Toothless, who immediately starts sinking towards the bottom. Toothless was still attached by one more chain, which was the yoke around his neck keeping him locked on the palette. It sinks down with frightening velocity, landing on the sea floor.
Hiccup swims down towards him, determined to free him. Mara follows, although slowly, not used to swimming in such a situation. He starts tugging at the chains desperately, and Mara tries to activate her lightsaber, but in the water, it continues to sizzle and flash on and off, making it useless. Both of them start to run out of air, Hiccup near unconscious as he starts to drift away slowly. Mara slowly raises an arm towards him, and glances back at Toothless, whose eyes were wide in fear. She attempts to use the Force, but is unable to focus properly.
Suddenly, a meaty hand grabs both Hiccup and Mara, dragging them away while Toothless lets out a desperate roar. Stoick explodes to the surface with a gasp, pulling Hiccup and Mara to the shoreline through flaming debris, the latter giving him a surprised expression. He lays them both on the rock, and Mara starts coughing, lightsaber rolling out of her hand, Hiccup soon doing the same. They both watch in surprise and disbelief as Stoick charges back into the ocean.
"Dad...?" Hiccup whispers in shock.
Stoick dives back into the water between flaming flotsam, and appears in front of Toothless. The Night Fury was about to give up all hope when he appeared, and the two stare each other down, unsure of what the other would do next. After a moment, Stoick swims forwards and yanks the yoke open, letting it float away and freeing Toothless. The Night Fury stares as him, a mixture of emotions flowing through his eyes before lunging forwards. He grabs Stoick in his front paws and brings them both to the surface, releasing him on the shore.
Mara smiles widely at the sight of Toothless, glad he was ok. After dropping the Viking chief, Toothless leaps up to the rock and raises his wings. He turns to Hiccup and gives a yelp, gesturing towards the Red Death. Despite the situation, Hiccup grins eagerly and rushes forwards.
"You got it, bud," he says. Hiccup climbs onto Toothless and buckles himself in when Stoick grabs his arm.
"Hiccup!" he exclaims, and Hiccup looks over at him in surprise. Mara rushes up, but stays back a few steps, sensing this to be a private moment between the two of them.
Stoick stares at Hiccup, deep regret and guilt flashing through his eyes. His voice even breaks as he speaks. "I'm sorry... for- for everything," he says, wrecked with guilt, but his words sincere.
Hiccup is stunned, but his expression softens. "Yeah... me too," he replies.
"You don't have to go up there!" Stoick reminds him, a small hint of desperation in his voice. He didn't want to lose his son, not after seeing him for who he really was.
Hiccup offers him a small grin. "We're Vikings. It's an occupational hazard."
Stoick smiles at him, and then takes Hiccup's hand in both of his gently. "I'm proud, to call you my son," he says sincerely.
Hiccup is stunned into silence for a moment, almost unbelieving of what he was hearing. He offers a small smile back, the look in his face expressing his full gratitude. "Thanks dad," he replies.
Stoick lets go of Hiccup's arm, and Hiccup turns forwards, Toothless getting ready to take to the sky.
"Hiccup!" Mara calls out, and he turns again to look at her. She offers him a confident smile. "Go kick some butt dragon-boy," she says.
He grins at her, Toothless snorting slightly in amusement, and with those words the pair charge into the sky, Hiccup spurred on by his father's belief in him, and the friendships he shared. Stoick and Mara watch them go, smiles on their faces, before Stoick speaks.
"He's braver than I ever thought possible... I was a fool to miss any of this," he murmurs, a hint of shame in his voice.
Mara turns to look at him. "You were such an idiot, and a complete moron to ever think about brushing him off. You have a lot to make up for," she says, anger running through her voice. Stoick flinches heavily, knowing she was right, in how he treated Hiccup, the dragons, and the Jedi.
"But what you just did makes up for half of that," she adds with a small smile. Stoick looks at her, gratitude filling his eyes.
"Thank you... Mara. I hope you all can forgive me, and the village," he says.
She shrugs. "You couldn't have held us in that cage anyways. If we wanted we could have just easily taken you out in the arena."
"So it would seem," Stoick grumbles, pride slightly hurt.
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The Twins flew by, having just rescued Sotlout from the Red Death. However, the monstrous beast spots Astrid fly by on her Nadder and inhales, filling its lungs with air while also drawing the dragon and rider further into its gaping maw. She and her Nadder get caught in the suction, pulled toward the monster's gaping mouth. The Nadder flaps furiously, struggling to get out of the suction of air. On the ground, Jarik sees this and angrily directs the pack of remaining Hssiss dragons at the Queen. They all charge at its leg with vicious cries, scratching and biting as much as they could. However, the Queen's sheer size made their attacks as harmful as a fly, and it gave no attention to them, focused on her prey.
A sudden shrieking sound screams through the air, heard by all as Toothless shoots across the sky to gain velocity. The tell tale warning sign of a Night Fury blast being imminent. The Vikings all looked around in a panic, covering themselves with whatever they had on hand.
"NIGHT FURY!" Spitelout cries in alarm.
"Get down!" Gobber yells, covering himself.
A black shape streaks through the sky at lightning speeds, headed straight for the Red Death. The dragon was so caught up in Astrid and the Nadder that it didn't notice until it was too late. A massive blast jolts the Red Death's head sideways, and Astrid is thrown clear of its mouth, and her Nadder. She tumbles through the air, screaming in terror.
On the ground, Jarik and Ahsoka see the falling form of Astrid, and sprint across the beach in the hopes of reaching her, the former calling his lost lightsaber to him in the process. It seems as if they won't make it, but luckily, Toothless swings back and catches her by the foot just before she could hit the ground.
"Did you get her?" Hiccup asks worriedly. Toothless looks down to see Astrid staring at him with a smile, her foot held in his paw. He warbles at her happily and then flips her over, grabbing her arm as well while gliding close to the ground, and carefully sets her down. The pair then head back up into the sky, ready to take on the Red Death.
Astrid watches them, breathless. "Go!" she says.
Jarik and Ahsoka also reach her, looking up at Toothless. "You ok?" he asks, and she nods her head.
Hiccup and Toothless fly around the Red Death at a safe distance, the former analysing the dragon to figure out a way to take it down. He takes notice of the Hssiss dragons all attacking its front foot, bewildered at the sight.
"What are they doing?" he asks himself in surprise and confusion.
Having took some inspiration from Toothless' attack, the pack leader unleashes a blast of crackling, crimson lightning at the Red Death's skull. The blast hits the underside of its jaw, jerking its head to the side a bit. Furious from the second attack, the Red Death finally takes notice of the Hssiss dragons, and roars angrily. It lifts its front paw and slams it back down, throwing the dragons off of it, and snaps its massive jaws.
The pack leader managed to avoid the attack, but most of the Hssiss dragons weren't so fortunate, being snatched up by the Queen in an instant, screeching in agony as her massive teeth stabbed and sliced them apart, before it swallowed them. Another Hssiss dragon lets loose a burst of lightning, catching the Red Death's side, and it actually flinches in pain, which draws Hiccup's attention, spotting a large but folded up wing. The pack leader also fires a shot of lightning, but The Red Death retaliates by unleashing a massive burst of fire. It instantly incinerates the remaining Hssiss dragons, all except for the pack leader, who is blow far away into the rocks from the explosive impact.
Having witnessed the battle, Hiccup turns to Toothless, prompting him to go higher. Attacking the Queen while it was on the ground was a losing battle, so they had to get it in the air. Then, it would be in the Night Fury's territory. Not the Queen's.
"That thing has wings! Okay, let's see if it can use them!" Hiccup yells.
He pulls Toothless into a turn, and they plummet, gaining tremendous speed. The wind buffets them as they target the Red Death at super sonic speed. Toothless charges up a plasma blast the whole way with his signature shriek, and releases it at the highest intensity he could muster. The fireball slams into the dragons back, causing a massive explosion that throws the Red Death onto its side with a painful roar.
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On the ground, Stoick and Mara had rejoined the main group of Vikings, and stood at the front alongside Gobber, Astrid, Jarik, and Ahsoka. They all shield themselves from the dust of the fallen monster, and then look up, only for their faces to fall in dread as its wings unfold and extend.
"That's not good," Jarik comments.
"How can that thing even fly?!" Mara demands in a mixture of disbelief and worry.
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Back in the air, Hiccup looks back as they put distance between them and the Red Death. "Do you think that did it?" Hiccup asks Toothless. He widens his eyes nervously as the enraged behemoth rises up behind them, flapping its wings furiously. It was a truly daunting sight.
Hiccup looked away, to scared to look back and shares a glance with Toothless. "Well, he can fly," he comments dryly.
The two then dive into the tangled sea stacks, weaving through the rock in an attempt to lose it, or make it crash. The Red Death snaps at them with its jaws, but cannot reach them, as Hiccup and Toothless pull ahead. Furious, the Red Death then resorts to simply smashing through the canopy of rock in order to reach its prey. Its sheer size allows it to break apart the fifty foot foundations like their were pebbles.
Hiccup and Toothless both fly past the gathered crowd of Vikngs, who watched as they flew by. Stoick had a beaming smile on his face as he saw his son fly by, Ahsoka and Jarik both sharing the same smiles. The latter two secretly sent some energy to the dragon-rider pair through the Force, which Toothless could sense gratefully. Mara and the rest of the teens all cheered Hiccup on, awed by the sight.
"Woohoo! Yeah!" they exclaimed.
"Go Hiccup!" Snotlout yelled.
"You've got it Hiccup!" she cheered.
A moment later the Red Death smashes the sea stacks to dust in hot pursuit, and the mood of everyone is immediately quenched. Hiccup comes to the realization that weaving through the sea stacks won't help, because the Red Death was simply too big, and eyes the clouds above. An idea hits him at the sight of the dark clouds, and he locks eyes with Toothless.
"Okay Toothless, time to disappear!" he exclaims, changing the tail fin. "Come on bud!"
Toothless PULLS into a steep climb, heading toward the clouds, but the Red Death follows, closing in fast. It snaps at them once before opening its mouth, preparing to blast fire. Hiccup hears the tell-tale hissing sound, and braces himself.
"Here it comes!" he exclaims.
They narrowly dodge a column of flame and smoke, and the Red Death swings around, its wings brushing aside the remaining fire. The pair then reach the low-hanging clouds and pierce them, immediately disappearing into the mist without a trace. The monster follows, snapping its jaws at their silhouette before stopping, having lost them in the hampered visibility. It looks around angrily, and lets out a roar, furious that its prey had disappeared.
On the ground, the Vikings could all hear the dragons furious roars, but otherwise saw no sign of the battle, getting worried something had happened. It was awfully quiet up there. Worry starts to fill Mara's heart, but Ahsoka lays a comforting hand on her shoulder.
"Relax Mara," she says calmly.
"It's not over yet," Jarik added, and everyone who heard looked up at the sky, straining for any sound of sight they could spot.
The Red Death continues circling the clouds, determined to find its prey, when a shrieking sound begins to build. A black shape cuts through the clouds as it circles the Red Death, and then from out of nowhere, A purple plasma blast streaks through the sky, slamming into one of the Queen's wings. It roars in pain, spotting a black blur and attempts to follow it. However Toothless had moved far past its reach again, and the pair continue their assault. Blast after blast pelts the Red Death's thin and weak wings, some strikes puncturing holes while the dragon lets out roars of agony and rage.
Everybody on the ground stares up at the sky as the booms and flashes of purple light streak through the sky like a lightning bolt, the Red Death's silhouette shown briefly each time. Several of the Vikings gasp in awe and concern, while Mara grins at the sight, seeing Toothless and Hiccup absolutely pelting the Queen with plasma blasts.
After a few more attacks, the Red Death was fuming, having had enough of the attacks. With a bellowing cry of rage, it unleashes a large stream of flame wildly all around it, lighting the clouds a bright orange. One of the blasts flies to close towards Hiccup and Toothless for comfort.
"Watch out!" Hiccup cries in alarm.
The pair manage to evade it mostly, but the random blast had clipped Toothless' tail. It began to burn quickly, heavily damamged by the flames. Hiccup looks back with dread, knowing they didn't have much time now before they couldn't fly any more.
"Okay, time's up. Let's see if this works," he says. He pulls Toothless into a turn, the Night Fury roaring with a challenging cry. They fly directly into the Red Death's face, taunting it.
"Come on! Is that the best you can do!?" Hiccup yells.
Toothless utters an insult too snarling at the Red Death, and they jackknife into a steep dive. The Red Death spots them flying past and attempts to bite them, but misses, quickly pursuing. Toothless pumps his wings, racing faster than he's ever gone before. They stay just ahead of the Red Death, no longer trying to evade it, and Hiccup glances back to check the tail, seeing it was quickly disintegrating.
"Stay with me buddy. We're good. Just a little bit longer!" he encourages Toothless, who had an uneasy expression on his face.
The Red Death closes the gap. Hiccup tucks in and holds Toothless steady allowing the monster to set its sights on them, and it narrows its eyes. Opening its mouth, gas begins to build up with a hiss.
"Hold, Toothless." Hiccup says, listening closely. When the hissing had reached his peak, Hiccup knew they had to do it now. After all, dragons weren't fireproof on the inside, were they?
"NOW!" he yells.
Hiccup hits the pedals hard as Toothless extends one wing. They pivot in place, directly facing the Red Death's mouth, who was rearing back to fire. Toothless immediately fires point blank down the monster's throat. Its amassing gas is ignited, backfiring into the monster and erupting in a chain of explosions throughout its body. Hiccup and Toothless burst from the clouds, the Red Death hot on their tail, exploding from within.
It glances forward and sees the ground rushing up with wide, terrified eyes; the only fear its ever felt in its life. It throws open its wings, attempting to stop, but the punctured, damaged wings from the plasma blasts can't stop its momentum, rather the holes get wider. As the Red Death chokes on the expanding fireball, Toothless manages to suddenly pull out of the dive, streaking up, past its head. With one final, terrified wail, the Red Death hits the ground, head-first.
The build up of pressure and fire in its body causes the energy to expands outward in one of the most massive explosions the Vikings, and even the Clone War veterans had ever seen. The shockwave of the blast knocks several Vikings off their feet, although larger Vikings like Stoick managed to stay up. Jarik and Ahsoka stumbled back, keeping themselves up through use of the Force, and stare in shock at the sight of the explosion, scrambling with their sight to find Hiccup.
As the fireball expands upwards, Hiccup and Toothless weave through the monster's massive back plates, wings, and flailing legs. The expanding fireball races toward them, about to swallow them, but they manage to clear the obstacles. Hiccup glances back hopefully to see they're outrunning the fireball, however at that moment, the last shreds of Toothless' tail tear away. Hiccup's pedals go dead. Even worse, he looks up to see the Queen's tail careening towards them, and they were unable to move.
"No," Hiccup says with growing horror. He tries even harder to turn, but its no use, with the tail being gone. "No!"
The giant tail club slams into Toothless, tearing Hiccup from the harness and sending him tumbling against the backdrop of the fast-approaching fireball. Toothless whips through the air, yelping in alarm as he struggles with all his might to reach the unconscious Hiccup. He opens his mouth, a purple glow emanating from within, and the flames beneath Hiccup slow down, as if blocked by a mystical source as he flies closer to Hiccup. However, the fireball swirls around them, swallowing both Viking, and dragon.
The Vikings watch in horror as Hiccup and Toothless disappear into the boiling inferno, some of them in shock. Mara and Stoick stared with wide, terrified eyes, refusing to believe what was happening. She could barely hear herself screaming as Jarik and Ahsoka rushed into the quickly growing ash cloud with Stoick on their heels, Mara quickly following after them...
Happy scene of victory quickly turned into one of horror and sadness... the music in that really gets you when Hiccup was hit.
Although, we have Toothless doing more Force powers! That's cool, right?
