Boom. Am I not awesome?

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Darkness.

That's all there was at first. But it wasn't only dark. It was also cold. Ice-cold. It was a scary place to be. Blue rays of light broke through the water as its surface returned still, the few bubbles that hadn't risen up to the surface finally breaking through. It was till enough to become a mirror at the very bottom of the ice cavern. The rays shone down on Hiccup, lighting up his pale skin.

He sunk, further down where the light could not reach. He was unconscious, darkness and light made no difference to him at the moment. The world seemed to have forgotten about him as he descended further down where no soul could ever hope to find him. But then, one did. The massive form of the King of Dragons rose from the depths of the bottomless pool, emerging from the darkness and into the pale blue light coming from above. It growled low, almost like it was singing along to the underwater vibrations.

Hiccup's size couldn't be compared to the massive form of the dragon. But the King of Dragons didn't see such thing and picked the sinking body with its tusk, carefully lifting it back up to the surface. The movement of the water echoed loudly down here, bouncing off the base of the ice blasts reaching up high. The King of Dragons all too delicately laid the body of Hiccup down on the shoreline circling the foundations of the dragon's powerful firepower's product.

It removed its massive tusk from underneath his limp form and looked up at the grey fog separating it from the world above ground. It searched through narrowed eyes for an unwelcome visitor, baring its teeth dangerously. It inhaled heavily and released a mighty roar. Icicles barely hanging on dropped and shattered against the hard surface of the rink as the vibrations bounced off the walls.

And then it disappeared back underwater, returning to the depths of its lair. The surface of the water returned still as if nothing had ever occurred.

The air was colder than the water itself, quickly crystallizing every drop that had been removed from the mass. The wintry atmosphere didn't have pity like the King of Dragons had on Hiccup. The cold attacked right away, slowly sucking the life out of the already barely-alive form of Hiccup Haddock.

…

Astrid emerged from the thick cloud of smoke, quickly bringing Stormfly to a hover as she faced the incoming Dragon Hunter ships heading straight for the island. She looked down, her sense of logic and tactics fighting over her gut feelings on what her next move should be. But a loud and powerful call shook the air at that very moment, bringing her thought process to an abrupt stop. She turned around in the saddle to face the island. She'd never heard any king of roar sound remotely close to this one but Astrid instantly knew which dragon it came from.

"That must be the King of Dragons!" she said, turning back around to look at the soldiers on board the vessels. The roar persisted on and the Dragon Riders shared a look, wondering what was to come next.

A screech from behind her had Astrid twist around to see a Flyer on a Singetail heading right for her. The powerful dragon prepared its fire, the hot flames burning bright down its throat.

Astrid stared defiantly at the challenge and grabbed her ax. The blast collided with the heavy blade, shattering it to pieces.

The Flyer doubled-back quickly and Astrid stared down at the handle of what used to be her favorite weapon. The Singetail opened its mouth wide and Astrid's eyes flashed with fear, knowing full well she wouldn't stand a chance against the incoming heat. But then the odds changed.

Next thing she knew, every dragon she and the Dragon Riders had ever encountered since the very beginning showed up.

"What the-?" was all she'd been able to say. She hovered, watching as all the dragons from every species turned the tide. The whole occurrence was surreal and before the Riders knew it, the Flyers were no more and the Hunters retreating. The Singetails who'd been captured and forced to do the enemy's bidding flew away to freedom, leaving the sky free of menace.

"Alright, everyone!" called Astrid to the rest of the Riders as they joined into flight formation, soaring through the smoke and above the enemy ships. "Let's finish this!"

…

The King of Dragons' egg lied still on the ground among a few small puddles of water as a result of the melting ice at the entrance of the ice cavern. Toothless carefully picked it up, knowing full well of its value. He looked sideways, gazing through narrowed eyes at Krogan who lay motionless on the ground. It was no surprise after being slapped in the face by a Night Fury's powerful tail. Toothless didn't waste more time and trotted back inside the cave to check on Hiccup. He had hated leaving his rider with Johann despite the direct orders Hiccup had given him to protect that egg. He'd known what had been at stake but leaving Hiccup's side had felt wrong and he feared for his safety.

And his worries had been correct.

Johann walked away from the rink, spear at hand. Toothless froze to the spot, growling warningly with the egg still safely tucked between his jaws. The man showed no other emotion but annoyance. The Night Fury didn't like the look. Toothless swiped his tail aggressively while Johann drew his Dragon Root coated spear, the sharp end pointing down at him threateningly.

"Easy, dragon," said Johann and the Night Fury narrowed his eyes, knowing full well he wouldn't be able to fire or bite without dropping the egg. So he took a step back and Johann took one forward.

Toothless' eyes shot passed the traitor to where he'd last seen his rider but there was no one there anymore. There wasn't even a sound of struggle that would suggest he was still there. Johann noticed the dragon had been distracted and brought the spear down on him. The Night Fury was fast enough not to get impaled by the sharp tip, but still not fast enough to avoid being cut. Toothless roared sharply at the sudden pain and dropped the egg, sending it rolling to Johann's foot.

"That's right, dragon," said Johann through gritted teeth. "You won't be able to save your master this time."

Toothless growled low in reply, feeling the energy slowly get drained out of his body. His head felt heavy and legs very weak. He narrowed his eyes to slits, shaking his head sideways at the buzzing filling his mind. He took a step forward toward the man only to collapse completely. His senses were overwhelmed, making it impossible for him to even move.

"After all this time," continued Johann. Toothless watched as he lifted the egg off the ground, admiring it with wide eyes. "The King of Dragons." He looked back down at the downed dragon, a smile printed on his face. "All thanks to your master, of course."

Footsteps echoed from the entrance tunnel but Toothless couldn't identify the smell. Krogan approached, careful when he noticed the Night Fury lying motionless. Johann met the man's eyes and the Flyer held the gaze, knowing full well what it meant.

"I believe you dropped this," said Johann before tossing the dragon egg in his direction.

"What should we do with the Night Fury?" asked Krogan, tucking the egg under his arm. "It would surely please my employer and fetch you a high reward."

"No. Leave it," dismissed Johann, walking pass the Flyer. "We got what we came for. No need for more trouble, do we?" He picked up his spear, wiping the blood off the blade. "Get the egg out of here."

"What are you gonna do?" asked Krogan, suspicious of his partner's intentions.

"Offer my condolences to the betrothed of an old friend," said Johann, a wicked smile stretching to the corner of his mouth.

Random comment: Am I the only one who feels like Savage came from the Shrek universe? Just an observation... I know they're both from Dreamworks but still! That's all I had to say.