Quimby fletcher (Guest) - Yeah, I kinda tried showing small bits on how they care about each other over the years. Like when Hiccup found Heather after their first encounter with the Dragon Hunters and Toothless wanted to make sure she was okay, scenes like that I was slowly trying to build them up.

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Toothless and Hiccup are soaring over the ocean at high speeds, spending the alone time that they have together. Hiccup is also dressed in his new improved armor as Thunderdrums come out of the waves as they fly and test out Toothless' new tail and try out his speed and some areal moves.

It has been two years ever since they stopped Viggo and the Dragon Hunters and a lot has changed since then.

Hiccup and Heather finally got married in Arendelle and Heather has given birth to their daughter, Hope Haddock.

But they weren't the only ones to move forward, Toothless and Windshear even had kids of their own. Last year, they had four of their own Night Fury and Razorwhip hybrids. They had the body of their father, but the armored skin of their mother and their tails were a mixture of the geo species. They were just about the size of baby Typhoomerangs but are growing each day.

Heather and Hiccup named the dragons a new class of Hybrid Class called a Razorfury.

The first of them to hatch has a streak of blue across his eyebrows, making him distinctive from his siblings, so they decided to name him Blu.

The second one to be born, they named Echo as to when he was born, he started using his echolocation almost immediately just for the fun.

Then the third of them was the first female Razorfury, they named her Delta.

The forth was another boy and they named him Charlie.

Even everything they do at the Edge has changed. With there being no more dragons to rescue, they spent their time finishing the training of the ones they have and continue raising both the Razorfuries was Hope. Who seems to have bonded with the baby dragons easily.

Knowing that sooner or later that each of them needed some time to clear their heads, Hiccup and Heather have turned their old schedule around. Most of the days were about training the dragons and they now use those days on the babies.

Except they agreed to keep the one day that they have to themselves and if any troubles occur, they send a Terror Mail to the other if they're out like Hiccup is now.

Hiccup spends his day with Toothless as they don't have as much time as they once did and they make up for it on their one day by exploring new places.

Now they're flying up with the other Typhoomerangs and are ready to try out his wing enhancements.

"So, what do you think, bud? Should we give it another shot?" Hiccup asks the dragon who growls in annoyance. "Toothless! It will be fine." He assures his dragon and adjusts Toothless' wing so he can glide on his own.

"Ready?" Hiccup asks as he pulls his arms in position and drops off of Toothless who quickly follows his Rider down and they start spinning around until they face each other and Toothless Let's his tongue hang out happy to spend time alone with his Rider just like the old days.

They keep falling until they see the water coming up and Hiccup pulls out his wings and the two start gliding together. Hiccup punches his chest plate that activates another fin on the back of his suit as they just glide.

Toothless starts blasting in front of Hiccup and he avoids them easily.

"This is amazing!" Hiccup cheers when cliffs appear ahead from the fog. "No longer amazing. Toothless!"

Toothless flaps his wings frantically to get up to him and blasts the fragment and wraps Hiccup up as they fly through the structure and curl up in a ball as they go down a forest until they land in a clearing and Hiccup rotates his prosthetic leg to use it to walk instead of flight and they both stand up.

"Whew! That really came out of nowhere." Hiccup says as they watch the rest of the structure falls into the ocean. He just goes back to adjusting the suit to put everything back into place. "We've gotta work on your solo gliding there, bud. That new locked up tail makes for some pretty sloppy rescue maneuvers." He states as he removes his helmet and ruffles his shaggy hair that has grown out a bit in two years and smiles as he steps towards the edge of a narrow cliff.

They look and see shrouds of massive trees with a sheared ragged peak beyond it.

"Looks like we found another one, bud." Hiccup says when his dragon shorts and hits Hiccup with a pebble and Hiccup looks to his dragon. "Oh, what? You want an apology? Is that why you're pouting, big baby poo?"

Toothless just rolls his eyes and mimicked Hiccup's mouth movement.

"Well, try this on!" Hiccup says as he hugs Toothless' neck and tries wrestling with him. "Oh, you feeling it yet?" Toothless just walks over to the edge of the cliff. "Yeah, you wouldn't hut a one legged...Whoa, whoa! Okay you're right, you win."

Toothless laughs and falls on his back before rolling onto top of Hiccup.

"He's down! And it's ugly." Hiccup narrates as he playfully fight toothless as he swings his paws around. "Dragons and Vikings...enemies again. Locked in combat to the bitter-ooh!" Toothless drops his head to Hiccup's chest, pinning him down.

Toothless then starts licking Hiccup and Hiccup moans in annoyance. "No, Toothless!" Hiccup fights as he rolls over and gets up. "You know that doesn't wash out." He inforks the dragon who just belly laughs at his rider. Hiccup looks at him and swings some of the saliva at Toothless' face and he starts wiping his face to get it off.

Hiccup pulls out a map and flattens it out before taking another piece of paper from his suit and toothless licks it so that it'll stick to the rest of the map. He then sharpens his writing utensil and readjusts his compass.

"So, what should we name it?" Hiccup asks as Toothless starts biting his armpit. "Itchy armpit. It is. What do you reckon, bud? Think we might find some Timberjacks in those woods? The odd Whispering Death or two in the rocks? Who knows, maybe we'll finally track down another Night Fury. Wouldn't that be something. So, what do you say? Just keep going? We have to be back by sundown otherwise Heather will track us down, and we don't want that."

They then hear a screech and turn to see a Deadly Nadder approaching them.

Not just any Deadly Nadder.

Stormfly.

"Afternoon, my dear." Hiccup greets Astrid as she drops off of her dragon and Toothless races to greet her and Stormfly. "What brings you out this far from Berk?"

"Looking for you. Heather said I'd find you out on the edge of the world." Astrid explains as she comes up to him.

"Looking for me? And what do I owe the visit?" Hiccup asks, as he's drawing the island on his map.

"Your dad...he gave me some news this morning. He wants me to be his successor." Astrid explains to him and Hiccup looks surprised.

"He decided to make you chief? That's great!" Hiccup says and playfully punches her shoulder.

"So, you're okay with it?" Astrid asks, as she came here to see how he felt about it.

"Why wouldn't I? It's not like I'm returning to Berk for anything permanent anytime soon. Besides, those speech's, planning, running the village, that's not my thing." Hiccup says when he looks up to see how well he's drawing when he sees something. "What's that?"

"What's what?" Astrid asks and Hiccup points her to the direction of smoke in the distance.

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Toothless, and Stormfly glided over burned trees, charred black and destroyed, some of them even reduced to ashes.

Astrid couldn't help but gasp at the sight that laid before her, around her, and behind her as well. The vegetation was gone, leaving the land black and crisp and burnt. It might never be habitable for people or animals ever again.

They didn't have the slightest idea what could've done this. The air smelled stale and thick, almost like charcoal and a fireplace. The smoke still hung in the air, making it hard to breathe.

They came to a small hill on the dark terrain, and once they flew over it, and they found themselves gasping all over again.

There was a large, white and blue hunk of ice, and even that was an estimate. Jagged pieces were strewn out of it like a lion's mane, some of them short and some of them long. Solid white with some hints of blue everywhere. It looked so sturdy that Hiccup was certain even Toothless would have a hard time blasting it down. It would take at leasta hundred plasma blasts before it was down completely.

"Whoa," Hiccup breathed from beside her. The dragons came to a screeching halt in mid-air, roaring and growling at the structure of ice that laid before them. It was such a contrast to the black, ruined forest they had just passed.

Hiccup turned around, glancing at Astrid and he looked just as confused as she felt, and at the same time, worried as well. "Stay close," he told her, and then, he sped on with Toothless and Stormfly following them closely.

They circled the spikes of ice, glancing nervously around it. Hiccup couldn't help but notice pieces of splintered wood caught in the midst of the ice...almost as if the ice had sliced straight through the wood. There was a ship of two, completely wrecked by five spines of ice that shot straight through them.

With damage like this, they would have been surprised if they found any survivors. If this was an attack, no one would have been able to survive it.

Unless the attacker wasn't going for the kill, but that just seemed odd. Who would attack and desolate ships without a reason?

Hiccup heard Toothless growl, and when they looked at what he was looking at, they saw a large footprint in the ground. It was big enough to be able to fit five, maybe even six, Monstrous Nightmares or even three Typhoomerangs.

And, by the looks of it, it was also fresh…

"Hiccup, look!" Astrid gasped quietly, and he instantly looked in the direction Astrid was pointing. Just as they did so, a collective shout of "fire"! cut through the air, followed by a random bola shooting straight in their direction.

"Look out!" Hiccup shouted. Stormfly shot spines at the net, and Toothless fired a single plasma blast, but there were more coming, and they were coming fast.

Hiccup dodged one, and moved out of the way of it, just in time, but then…

"AHH!"

The bola hit Stormfly, pinning the dragon's wings to her side. Astrid shrieked, getting thrown from her dragon's back as Stormfly plummeted towards the land below them.

Toothless swooped towards the falling girl and grabbed her by her leg. With that done, they looked down and watched helplessly as Stormfly hit the ground.

Almost as soon as the Nadder was down, men jumped out from nowhere and began tying her. They were trying to take Astrid's dragon, and for what reason, they didn't know, but they was going to make sure they didn't get what they wanted as they swooped downwards on Toothless.

"STOP!" Hiccup demanded as they neared the captured dragon and her captors.

"Stormfly!" Astrid shouted as soon as Toothless set her down.

Toothless then follows and hit the ground, his rider jumping off the dragon's backs as soon as possible. Men approached them, and Hiccup drew his Inferno sword, swishing it back and forth threateningly.

The men who had once been charging at them stopped, staring at Inferno's fire-lit blade in awe. Astrid grabbed a small, sword-length wooden plank off the ground and held it warningly. Even with a stick, she looked dangerous.

One of them men, one who was tying Stormfly's horns, gasped. "Soil my britches," he said, rising to his full height, stepping on Stormfly's back. "That is a Night Fury!" the man gasped. He nudged one of his companions. "I thought it was just my imagination seeing one of them around!" he said.

What does he mean by that? Hiccup wondered. He knew there were no more Night Furies left besides Toothless, or the Razorfuries but if this man says that they saw Hiccup and Toothless already...it reminds him of those Hunters a long time ago.

"Looks like our luck's had a turn for the better, lads!" the man continued. "Don't think Drago has one of those in his dragon army."

Astrid made a face. "Dragon army?" she repeated in disgust.

Hiccup looked at Astrid, and then looked back at the men. "Look, we don't want any trouble," he said honestly.

The man laughed. "Ha!" he said. "You should've thought of that before you stole all of our dragons, and blasted our fort to bits!" He gestured wildly to the ice spikes around them and the splintered wood.

"Yeah, look at it!" another one of them men agreed.

"What are you talkingabout?" Astrid asked in clear disbelief.

Hiccup stepped forward, obviously trying to give her the silent message not to attack. "You think we did this?" he asked. No one liked to be wrongly accused. Even a sweet, kind father like Hiccup.

He and Heather have been laying low these past few years as they never seen theses guys before.

The man laughed again, sarcastically obvious. "Ha," he said yet a second time. "Dragon trapping is hard enough work as it is, without do-gooder Dragon Riders sneaking in to rescue them!"

So the men were Dragon Trappers, then. They definitely looked properly equipped to do something like that, and they were professional by how quickly they tied down Stormfly.

"What do-gooder-" Hiccup began, but then, his voice cut off abruptly. "Wait, there are other Dragon Riders?" he asked as he retracted Inferno's fiery blade, probably in hopes that by looking less menacing, these trappers would tell him what he wanted to know.

"You mean," the trapper went on, "other than you and your thieving friend from last night?" He jabbed his finger at Hiccup. "You tell me. You may have an ice spitting dragon on your side, and a Night Fury...but we still have a quota to fill. How do you suppose we explain all this mess to Drago Bludvist?"

"Drago what-fist?" Hiccup said, laughing quietly. "Does anythingyou say make sense?" he asked the man while waving his hands around.

The trapper opened his mouth, but another one spoke up. "He's expecting a new shipment of dragons for his army by tomorrow," the low-voiced, short trapper spoke.

Another taller one stepped up. "And Drago don't take well to excuses." His voice sounded thick and clogged, almost as though he were congested.

The head trapped pulled down his sleeve, exposing a large, red scar on his shoulder and upper left chest. "Thisis what he gave me the last time I showed up empty handed," he said darkly.

Hiccup and Astrid exchanged disgusted glances.

What kind of horrible person would do something like that?

He pulled his sleeve back over his scar. "He promised to be far less understanding in the future," he said.

"Look, we don't know anything about a dragon thief, or...an 'ice spitting' dragon…" Hiccup tells the trapper as he suddenly nodded...was it a signal? A secret signal for his men to attack? "Or, your lunatic boss and his dragon army, okay?" He finished. "Just give us back our dragon, and we'll go, strange, hostile person whom we've nevermet."

The trapper shook his head. "Oh, where are my manners?" he said. "I'm Eret." He bowed, but Hiccup could easily see him hiding something behind his back. "Son of Eret." He swung his arm, and his sword was drawn in his hand. "Finest dragon trapper alive!" Eret went on. "After all...it's not just anyonewho can capture a Night Fury."

Toothless roared in outrage.

"And this is Toothless," Hiccup said, calmly although there was an edge to his voice. "He says we're going. Now."

Eret laughed again. "They all say that," he said. "Rush 'em, lads!"

Trappers attacked from all directions, and Toothless fired at a large icicle, and it fell in front of more dragon trappers and kept them back. They exclaimed something they couldn't make out and sprang backwards.

Hiccup drew Inferno once again to cut the ropes trapping Stormfly. The Nadder was freed almost instantly, and Astrid whistled to her. "Stormfly!" she shouted. "C'mon! Go!" She leapt onto her dragon's back, and Hiccup jumped on Toothless' back as well. "Go! Go!"

They shot into the sky, arrows and bolas still being fired up at them.

"YOU WILL NEVER HOLD ON TO THOSE DRAGONS!" Eret shouted from the ice below them. Hiccup and Astrid looked back one last time. "YOU HEAR ME!?" Eret screamed. "DRAGO IS COMING FOR THEM ALL!!"

Who is Drago Bludvist?

There might be someone who just might know.

Time to pay his father a visit.