"The prize is mine to claim!" Snotface blew out through a detailed silver coated replica from one of the two golden horns of gallehus, mounted on his Hooligan Longship that was bigger than the others in his fleet. Approaching the Final Ending of the Hero where the storm was brewing, lightning was crackling with rage as tears of madness bled down onto the clouds while the sun at the core middle was still shining through as a sign of will
The Fellowship of the Dragonmark stood on the edge from the cursed island, forward toward the horizon come the fleet of Hooligans as the tribe hunted down their rogue slave who was ordered to surrender the treasures because a slave let alone a runt could never be let alone had no right to be a king. His father Arvidsmund was nowhere to be found either as he hasn't shown his face for several weeks to seven months. Hiccup Horrendous Haddock I understood and it all makes sense to him because as chief it was his job to abandon his son for being born a runt like how the Spartans send the weakest to the mountains where they're not expected to survive, unlike those who were victims of the Viking Law they were really sent there so all can face their deepest fears alone before joining the ranks of the army. The Viking Law on the otherhand is a death sentence
He refused because he held his wife over that law for her love, he made a promise to her that he would not abandon him as a runt and kept true to her words. Thus for the act of betrayal as it was towards his people there was a immediate insurrection that erupted, it concluded with disasterous results as the failure to resume his throne had left him exiled as their chief. With a lack of one to guide them but not taking chances, Snotlout began to build an armada so that he can launch an attack on the slave that fled with the buccaneer Tiburonkolt who was a dead man wanted from the Lava Lout Tribe the most
He knew that he couldn't trust them all to tell him the truth about his reward, lying to him was a bad idea from the beginning. Gripping the now uncursed and powerless medallion that felt like it still kept him alive from death that his mother gave to him, he decided that it was time to take out his dual swords and show an fool just how swashbuckling he could be; as he always was during their adventures directly into a unknown territory of the Archipelago from which he brought out from his back, crossed in the x-shape formation diagonally outwards from each other. Due to him rarely using his swords in favor of his tomahawk, this would be the perfect time to show them off as this is what his twins swords looked like; he ain't one hell of a swordsman after all without forging these in his taste:
Tiburonkolt's Swords were dual thick cutlasses that had broadened double edged blades that were as large but were more featherlight than the average bastard sword which happened to be the length of these. The faces on both sides of the blades were decorated with a black and dark brown base that were engraved with tribal spirals and swirls which also had emerald and clover colored emerald dots. The tip curved upward a bit like the fang of an Leviatharon as it's also the base of the upward and downward curved Old English shaped D-Guard, also having a pair of dual backward facing tusks that went straight and curved upward too; horizontal bar in between the two with two more on the top and two more tusks that went downward, curving upward like fangs. The top of the D-Guard also had the top head of the Leviatharon that roars with an forked tongue that flickered and was striped like the actual beast itself, the handle of the blades pointed in the middle on both sides as there was a horizontal ribbed pattern right on the front; the back having engraved lines that ran along in randomized patterns and had a trio of blunt but sharp pyramid spikes studded on the top to center and bottom for punching. The starting of the blade had a merlon and embrasure pattern that went for ten squares forth and stopped with a smooth surface afterwards, having a rectangular holed bar that rested on the bottom which then had an flat but blunt chopping action N-shaped axe blade at the tip of the swords; having an thick crescent axe head for a second layer as these had two of the same blades next to each other for each sword and razor blades facing back that ran underneath in the middle of the two blades, running through tight chainlinks to allow it to remove more of the blood in victims as he doesn't like having fullers on swords seeing them unnecessary. The pommel on the bottom was a Tigerzord styled head of the Leviatharon that his father to mother Rultherhuskton and Xiuhcoyota respectively told him stories about as well as showed him paintings of. Three clawmarks on the sides of the head with an V-split flattened center crown that had three parallel thick bars on it's collarbone, roaring outwards with very dark to deep saturated emerald eyes that looked directly at the opposing foes that wanted his blood; narrowed but fierceful all the same. It also looked as though it was wearing the nemes of the Pharaohs of Egypt which slanted backwards on the top to make the flattened center crown on top of it's head. Being armored for warfare with an medium sized fanged beak shaped blade in the middle so it can jab someone painfully, with dual razor blades that individually stood next to each other of course; decorated with his own dreadlocks on the sides that made up ten in total as there were also two leather strips that had a round of five fangs that went from the top to bottom that flailed like the previously mentioned dreadlocks. On the sides was a gold and black edged plate for the cheeks which was black but had golden tribal thick dual swirls and spirals going into each other, also having the same pattern when he was wrapped in a bundle along the edges; consisting of randomized meandros alphabetic letters that had half opened lines with a dot to form the foreign theme. Facing upward on both sides of the swords however was a miniaturized version of his one handed repeater rifle carbine that allowed to shoot, while auto-ejecting the spent shells that were fired out from and loading the next one so it can be ready to fire. The dual blades on each sword had a upward oval shaped hole that curved downward on the front sides and a diagonally downward spherical shaped hole on the front near the tips, as it gave them a little more tearing power for ripping out the organs and guts from enemies that he stabs and slashes; also adding onto the axe blade that was attached to the swords. Finally, it took from Arabian scimitars to curve around shields to strike when sparring as well as for their swiftness; katanas for easy slashing as well as ninjakens for piercing to stabbing power and at last, heavy broadswords to inflict deadlier injuries that would kill a opponent from blood loss to shock if not severely leave them slowly coming closer to death
"Surrender the fangless dragon and the rest of the lost treasures to the heir of the Hooligans or be locked up with your father for the rest of your days, you're not worthy to be crowned as the King of the Barbaric Tribes here; I am!" Snotface blew through the horn at the front of the main fleet, having learned with time that the Fangless Dragon was Toothless I all this time; as his cousin was very attached to him and figured correctly that he was one of them. But he was not going with him because his loyalty belonged to his pal, so he'll have to take him by force
"He had no right to come here and interrupt the ceremonial crowning that was about to take place here, this is our d-destiny; not his!" Toothless I scowled as he got onto Hiccup the First's shoulder, being held and cradled in his arms as he refused to be taken by Snotface
"He knows the secret about you now, but I assure that he will not lay one finger or land even a single cut of contact from his sword on your scales. If the both of you go, then I go with you" Wodensfang declared as he stood on his other shoulder
Hiccup Horrendous Haddock I mounted onto Spearmist, his Silver Phantom who remained as loyal to him throughout the time the two spent with each other in their absence of the many of their freinds. He stroked her neck to have her be ready for a battle for the island that was the Final Ending of the Hero, a launch of her wings and a spring of talons off the ground took them all into the skies to rain their fire onto the fleet that came forth. Diving downward she fired a number of blue explosive flames that set some of the ships on fire, Fishlegs turned to his Deadly Shadow as he mounted on all three of their backs securing himself inside; telling them this
"I'm not afraid of him or his friends anymore, I gave into their threat to cut off my fingers and that's a mistake I'm not repeating again at the cost of my life" Fishlegs the Nameless told the three of them, as each of them showed off their response
"In the name of Termagant, we will not allow the ascension of the new king to be interrupted by a foolish deathwishing Hooligan of her son's tribe/Her final will shall be enforced by the three of us who stand before the one responsible that leads this fleet/She will look down on us all with happiness in her heart so that she can move on to be the one spirit who will lead the bloodlines of the Ingerman family forever!" Arrogance, Patience and Innocence had all respectively displayed their nobility to stand up for her beliefs, loyalty to keep true to her will of protecting Fishlegs and hopefulness to the woman who lost her son that day long ago in the storms. Rising into the air with their woman's boy on their back, they rode off to join his friend in the air
Giving control of his war brigantine over to his woman having her lead his exiles, she went to sail off to the side in order to fire the cannons which struck a hole through a few longships; an second burst after the first was aimed toward the bottom to sink it as that instead caused just a little bit of flooding in order for the few of them to be weighed down to the lower sea level of the surface. Manning the gatling guns fitted with their wide disc shaped stacked broadwell drums on top for ammunition loaded inside, the exiles started to tear away through both the sails and the elegant elm wood used to build these ships. Tiburonkolt swung from the other side from his brigantine, rising upward and jumping off at the highest point to slash down on top of the Viking that was sliced in half. He then spun around to chop his tomahawk into the next one's throat, kicking them off before taking out his carbine to fire
The Hooligans had never seen that kind weapon before and as such one of them allowed him to demonstrate what it would do. "Go ahead, let's see what that scrap iron can do" He spread out his arms as Tiburonkolt shot him directly in the lung and reloaded quickly with a speedy, and unseen flick of the lower lever where his ring and pinky fingers were. The Viking looked down at his lung that he was drowning in. "Oh... I feel cold" Falling to the floor he bled out in a puddle, as the rest of them realized the threat of his projectile weapon and all of them had raised their shields which did little to stop the bullets from going right through them; that of which created was meant to be armor piercing as a result of a upgrade meant to kill his older enemies, the conquistadors of the Spanish Empire when his nemesis still posed a threat back then
Taking a rope that swung near him he got off by leaping upward into the air, coming down to cut one Viking across with one of his swords as a spray of blood got onto his face; before long he imapled another one through as the lifeless bodies sunk below the sea level. He ran along the boat's port side marking the spots for his cannons to fire with smoke bombs that caused a round of cannonballs to smash through the marked places, swinging across the bowsprit and leaning up with enough force in order to launch himself forward toward the ship behind it as he came slashing down with both swords on the third Viking he killed. Looking up to the one in front of the many warriors who stood in his way, armed with the usual weapons to shields for full on frontal assault. Rising up behind him was Siroccodust who was now rechristened as Altumdepth, splashing out of the ocean as he stood above with the dripping seawater which rained on him. Pointing his right blade over to the front warrior with a hidden angry swagger like smug drawn on his face, he hit the hidden lever which fired a single shot that pierced the left one's lung to drown him in his blood
Another shot he took with his left blade to the right warrior was killed when the bullet went through the Viking's heart, while the third one was shot when he crossed his blades in one of his x-formation defensive cross to block direct strikes from the front; he took out the second two on the far sides when he looked up with his expression that no longer had a smug. But it was instead the same growlish face he showed back in the time when he led his war against his nemesis Cortés who've built outposts in the Caribbean, Europe, Asia and in the Northern Arctic where Russia was. He gave the signal to attack by slashing his swords downwards, and ran to the Vikings who rushed forth to capture him alive
With the aid of his war brigantine that fired their cannons he bought from their exiled son of the Royal Peacock Clan that had ruled Gongmen and gatling guns loaded aboard thanks to the craftsmanship of Leonardo Da Vinci whom his father visited but never met when he was born due to his death on May 2nd, 1519 when the voyage to El Dorado ended in disaster as the two heroes Miguel and Tulio had blocked the entrance into the lost city of gold. It made no difference as all in the same, they were being torn apart by the armaments loaded onto the Buccaneer of the Separation; if not even more so than Altumdepth who fired a swarm of bone javelins that sunk a portion of the fleet led under Snotface
Barbara rammed the war brigantine into the fleet in order to scatter them aside like a pile as she climbed onto the ropes of the ratlines before swinging over with another Viking swinging to cut her line with his axe, drawing back his weapon until she stabbed him through; sending him falling to the ocean to die. Fishlegs the Nameless and his Deathly Shadow breathed out a stream of fire down to the other ships, striking with lightning onto the ones that are armored to counter the flames; starting one when the electric streams burned into the wood to start a fire that couldn't be put out in time
She leapt onto the deck joined by Excellinor the Oracle, her Heartslicers were at the ready waiting for the opening that came to her; owning up to the namesake of her swords as she stripped the hearts out of the Vikings with one quick slice as it came after another all without having to tear through much of them. Valhallarama joined in as well to form the trio of she warriors once Excellinor's hearts were stacked atop of one and another, it was as if it were a kabob before she slid it off with a swipe to the side. Jesus, it's no wonder why they're called the Heartslicers
Because there were a few more boarding parties stepping onto the deck to fight them all, she got her own share of action with Ghostcloud raining down a few bright blue flames once in an while to take out those that she was too focused on to kill. Cutting down a few Vikings which had questioned her loyalty to her husband, she did not reply to their accusations of treason. Instead, Barbara came into the scene with her throwing her sword like a boomerang just as Excellinor ripped their hearts out with her swords, stacking even more atop until she threw them against the others to stun them; allowing Vallaharama to decapitate them in one fell swoop. The Buccaneer of the Separation now comandeered under the exiles of the tribe had rammed a fireship into a cluster of longships that set all the others on fire, having loaded one with fiery vases of explosive gunpowder using the Byzanite Empire's Greek Fire and pure TNT barrels. Along with that the stern opened up it's vents on the back to spill out a trail of liquid hot bubbling oil like tar sludge that covered a few of the longships, with a cauldron brazier on the back flipping over to ignite the inferno that combusted into a sea of fire
Some of the fleet had formed a barricade to stop the war brigantine from breaking through, it was no use as the trident shaped icerams on the front smashed through them into pieces; the longships never stood a chance but neither did Altumdepth who slammed his tail down when raised into the air, getting stabbed with spears that bled on his scales but not hurting much as he created waves that drowned their hole riddled vessels. Tiburonkolt ordered him to return back to the Final Ending of the Hero, telling him that he had done all he could around here; as he complied by diving down back into the waters to heal his wounds but not backing out like a coward would
He's not letting him fight alone, not when he proved to be a worthy opponent in facing off toward back at the academy. He fought with skill, he fought with the intention to turn him over to his side and he defeated him when he left him beached on the shores; ready for the killing blow. However, his life was spared in mercy as he's not an animal but neither is he Merciless who'd kill anyone who failed him twice; if he wished to atone for attacking them then he will have to join him at his side. Gather supporters for the king as he wanted to show him the chaos that Merciless had done to even to their side of this war that will end here, no matter how long it took. So once he took his time to heal himself of his wounds, he returned to battle as he wrapped his body around a few longships to constrict and crush under all that muscle built up when under the leadership of Merciless as his second in command
The Buccaneer of the Separation turned around with it's catapults all being launched within a volley when the wheels were spun to release the locked position, launching their projectiles consisting of round fiery boulders so that it can cut through the air easier; smashing down on the large part of the fleet that were fighting back to a vainful cause. Survivors had all jumped overboard into the ocean as hell had officially broken loose from it's binding chains, before it was long that the Hooligans' new chief is even able to count the number of casualties they're suffering. With his two friends Boarhog and Venombreath standing next to him when Hiccup Horrendous Haddock I arrived with Endeavor drawn out and his Shield of Centurion raised to battle, dropping out of his saddle from his beloved Spearmist as she went to provide support from the air. Landing on both feet in a crouched position as he stood up, fearless to fight him when he pointed his sword at his cousin
"This madness ends NOW, Snotface!" Hiccup the First angrily yelled as both friends on the other side Boarhog and Venombreath stepped forward to confront him, however seeing it wouldn't be fair to fight the two of them off; allowing him to escape like a coward he told them both to back off
"Boarhog, Venombreath stand down; I'll take care of this rogue slave myself" Snotface came up to confront him directly, wearing the Shooting Star of the Blackest Night around his neck; his red fireproof suit made of scales that were soaked in the blood of dragons that were slain, ripped brown tunic with vest and ram horned studded helmet with brown plates on the sides along with a red bicep strap on either side and a broadsword in hand as his cheeks were both scarred. Dried with blood but about to become fresh again with his duel against his cousin
"I expected better from someone whose better than me at everything from his classes in the Pirate Training Program to Berk's Skis and Reindeer expeditions for the winter and summer, a Viking like you don't deserve to choose a Monstrous Nightmare to slay in the initiation; hell, to let alone a Devilish Dervish for the latter lesson. You were not the son of the chief and still this was all for what? To insult me for having the title that you're jealous of, that's what!" Hiccup the First was throwing out his anger toward him
"All the more reason for only a slave like you to have just surrendered immediately, now that chance has been thrown away like everything that you've worked hard for like me; what I did was called biding my time so I can ambush you when everything was in your possession. But that's no different from you isn't it? You can't run back to your friends this time, the treasures are mine to be crowned with by the guardian!" Snotface shouted at the end. "Die Haddock!"
Their final duel between the cousins began with Snotface running up against Hiccup the First who proceeded to bash him across the head with his shield, slashing his sword directly across his chest that tore through the fireproof suit. Deflecting against the swipes of the blade that's aimed toward his side and lower gut, he landed a downward spinning kick to his stomach and fired his bow with the arrow forcing him to jump to the side to dodge. "You failed cousin, that arrow was needed for the crowning ceremony" Snotface gleamed but the joke was spoiled when he pulled this one on him
"I knew this would be considered throwing away my chance, so Tiburonkolt made several arrows to counter it" Hiccup the First revealed as he watched his expression turn from gleam to rage, knocking his three arrows on the bow as he raised it to shoot at him; having Boarhog block them with his shield that stabbed against the front. "What part of stand down don't you understand?" His cousin asked as immediately, he and Venombreath decided to retreat to the Final Ending of the Hero where the Blind Guardian watched on
Snotface came running back to his opponent's side and swung his blade across the stomach, throwing his blade on top of Endeavor which had him spin his shield where it's pointed end was facing directly in front of him and jabbing him in the left inner thigh; distracting him so that he can use his silver knife to stab him at the side of his stomach though not fatal to kill him. He was swiped across the face with his nails and swung his leg against his chest before attempting a kick to send him toward the other side, but was countered with his shield and landed a headbutt against his forehead. Jumping up to preform a downward drop kick that sent him against the pillar of the Sparrowhawk flagship that was imitated from the Buccaneer of the Separation's design although in a smaller scale due to limited resources, and it's not as fearsome or grand as it looked either. Hiccup Horrendous Haddock I plunged his powerful fist toward his face which cracked some of the elm wood
He then grabbed him by the head, slamming his face against his knee before punching him to the side as he swiped his sword against his causing sparks when both blades met each other; scraping with flickers of orange radiated yellow lights that flew away when contact between each other was separated. Just as Snotface recovered he grabbed onto the rope to swing kick him away, swinging to the other side before coming back to to kick him across the jaw as that sent him flying backward towards the door of the captain's quarters. Drawing Endeavor to his hand he sliced the rope that sent him crashing into the boxes that were on board, leaping to a high position as he jumped off to preform a downwards helm slash that was blocked. Kicking him off to send a flurry of blocked swings in which only a few had made it to slice his cousin, drawing blood onto his blade
He caught him by the back of his collarbone and threw him down to the deck, attempting on a stomp on his face but tumbling out of the way as Snotface brought him lower with a kick into the back of his kneepit; though he caught him by the collarbone again as he yanked him back to be licked horizontally with his shin and bashed with his shield upward across his face again like before. Using the opportunity to fire another arrow that was avoided, albeit it did graze a bit of his skin due to how close he was to getting pierced. Grabbing him at the back, he leapt over and broke his arm with a loud rumbling crunch; throwing his body overhead against the mast that was getting more cracked from the abuse it received. Snotface got back into action with his blade drawn to the side though both remained silent at the chaos that erupted all around them for a few several minutes, letting out a scream of fury
Hiccup Horrendous Haddock I and Snotface both ran in, both swords running along the ground as they tore up the wood into splinters the two raised their blades; coming down at the same time slowly with their eyes focused but fast when seen in the viewpoint of others. Rapidly, a series of sword slashes clanging against one another was heard as they started out but gotten faster with each strike; ending with a loud ring that sent them tumbling away from each other and for that he brought out his bow to fire three arrows at once. Dodging the attack before he stood back up again, holding his sword with a tightened grip
Swinging both blades all around against each other with the tone of sparks and steel ringing that was a little bit deafened by a few agonizing screams that resulted from killings of other Vikings, whether it be the war brigantine's loaded arsenal of deadly weapons or the fires of the other dragons from above; it didn't matter as the two were well focused into their duel. Both of them attempted to gain the upperhand over one another, blood flew from both of their bodies as Hiccup Horrendous Haddock I landed a jumping spin kick to his body; with it he followed up on dropping onto his face with a elbow drop before he pinned his foot onto the ground with his Silver Knife. He'll walk again but not without a few weeks to a month of pain that followed in the aftermath
Snotface screamed as he held his foot in pain, squirting blood as he removed the Silver Knife from it and threw it toward his cousin who blocked it with his shield; taking it back for all it's blood was wiped with a swing to the side and back with a snap. He ran up to fight the cousin that swung against his blade multiple times before the Jorgenson preformed a downwards helm slash, something that he parried while retaliating with a slash across that was blocked to sed a uppercut towards his chin with the pommel; punching him away up against the mast that was at it's breaking point. One more strike was enough to send it crashing down. Hiccup Horrendous Haddock I slid backwards and stopped before launching forward to send a direct and straightforth mustang like kick to the face, using his Silver Knife to cut him up on various places while using the Endeavor sword to disarm his cousin of his own blade where it flew off to the side
When he then slashed across his chest two more times this action alone was enough to draw some more blood from his mouth that he coughed up, before Snotface tried to sweep him to the floor although Hiccup Horrendous Haddock I jumped as he sent his blade hitting the mast that finally came timbering and crashing down; he dodged in time to reclaim his sword but in the process trapped his cousin underneath as he was struck down at the start of his waist. He tried to escape to no avail but had Endeavor's silver blade facing him. His cousin stood among the victor of the duel, but this victory was not satisfying to his bloodlust
"You can't kill me, I am family... kill me and you only prove to the Hooligans that a weakling in every sense of the word DESERVED to be left to die as a runt no matter if that woman objects to the law of the Vikings that WE REAL BEINGS OF MIDGARD created!" Snotface demanded for mercy, but was slapped across his face hard to leave a imprint of burning hot red hand
"Tell me the reason now about why I should spare the life of a cousin who had shoved it all in my face, let alone a chief who had imprisoned his own uncle?!" Hiccup the First was through listening to the orders of his cousin, he was ready to kill him right here and now. Snotface at this point had broken down on the verge of tears
"You have the gut-constricting ballsack to ask that?! YOU RUINED ME! I SHOULD'VE BEEN THE ONE HERO TO SAVE US ALL, IT SHOULD'VE BEEN ME! I had everything that I ever asked for when the Vikings were in need of: the physique, the intelligence, the ruthlessness, the charm, all I had ever wanted was to be the chief! Is that too much to ask for?! But no, it's been denied to me because I was the son of the chief's brother; not the one of the chief himself! How is that fair to be born to someone who was not close to the chiefdom?!" Snotface went from the arrogant but proud warrior into someone who was revealing his reasons to kill his cousin
"You tell me, I have no reason to believe those words"
"Until I was three years older at the time, I WAS THE HEIR TO THE HOOLIGANS! I will never and I mean never forget the respect and eyes that were set upon me, following me by each and all of the every movements I made. I would've made a great chief, a grand one of them all to bring out the best of me! But then you were born" Snotface ended as his tone of voice had become dark
"Being born is my fault?! Now that's not fair to blame me for..." Hiccup the First imitated his response when he spoiled his fun by revealing that he made multiple arrows based off the one that was from the land that did not exist according to the deceased king, being a illusion to the eyes of those bordered off at the west
"YES! A weak, little, mewling mistake of a runt and everything began to fall. Suddenly: YOU are the center of everyone's attention, YOU were going to be the next chief and then YOU were going to be the hero that would save us all! Now YOU are going to be the KING! Do you now understand why you are USELESS?! BECAUSE THAT'S WHAT YOU MADE ME! Everyone that I knew and respected had turned their back on me, I lost my honor. You stole it all from me, they abandoned me for you! I will only ever be the spare and not the heir. You RUINED MY LIFE FOR BEING BORN! NOT NEEDED ANYMORE, I HAD NEVER BEEN THIS JEALOUS OF ANYONE UNTIL YOU CAME ALONG TO BRING THAT OUT OF ME! YOU MADE ME PUNCH YOU, BEAT YOU WHEN NO ONE ELSE LOOKED and then... after what: a secret? I had never been more ashamed for acting in a UNHEROIC FASHION THAT I HAVE ALWAYS POSED, LOOK AT WHAT YOU'VE MADE ME DO! IT'S ALWAYS AN ACCIDENT WITH YOU, NOTHING WAS WRONG WITH THE WORLD THAT YOU CAUSED TO GO TO HELL!" Snotface fully broke down as he struggled in getting out from the pillar, Hiccup Horrendous Haddock I remained silent as he crossed his arms, listening to his raging rant on how everything went to shit because of his birth before he spoke to and took him at the throat; wanting to set him straight
"Listen to me" He told him
"NO! I don't want your forgiveness!" Snotface refused
"Listen, to me!" He tried again
"Let me die, cousin" He demanded
"LISTEN TO ME" He snarled
"I don't want to be redeemed!" Once again he remained stubborn
"LISTEN TO ME!" At last he shouted
"WHAT?!" Now he was listening
"THERE ARE MORE IMPORTANT THINGS THAT ARE HAPPENING AS OF NOW THAN THE HATRED FOR ME, IF IT'S YOU THAT WANTS TO ATONE FOR ALL OF THE HELL YOU'VE PUT NOT ONLY YOU AND ME THROUGH BUT THE ARCHIPELAGO ITSELF... then join me" He proposed
"I have no reason to-" He started but was slapped across the face and repeated himself
"JOIN. ME: we can overthrow the threat of the humans and the dragons that is Merciless, we can rebuild the kingdom of the deceased king with my allies; we can live in peace with them, use them for our wars that are waged for presenting threats to both of our families. We need that hero within. I need you for this... show those fools of a tribe that you are their heir now, being a king is no different being a chief. You may still answer to me but you are no different from someone who has connections to someone who is of high authority that I grant, return to the Final Ending of the Hero and tell the Blind Guardian that the crowning ceremony is on hold; there's one final threat that must be taken on. Do not throw away your atonement and ascension back to the status that you were known as before I so-called ruined your life, the Lava-Lout Tribe will do all they have in their power to stop the Hooligans from aiding me; slay each and every last one down to nothing. Do you understand?" Hiccup the First asked him, still having Endeavor drawn should he attempt anything while he held out his hand to him
Snotface looked down for several minutes contemplating, killing his cousin wouldn't change a thing because he imprisoned his uncle by using the Viking Law for abiding to the wishes of his wife; and he was apart of the family albeit one that he wanted to kill to remove him out of his way. A lot of those families exist don't they? Kill the specific member to gain riches of the others as compensation for the loss, when the truth is kept out of their knowledge; it's all just a distortion of the real deal. He took his hand as he was taken out of the fallen mast, it is all he could do as he never let go upon standing back up. His voice sounded broken from his earlier rage and rant about him
"I don't know where to go now" Snotface told him
"It's why Tiburonkolt behind me is here, he's taking you down to the cells so that you can go and regain composure over yourself. Mind the traps on board, he doesn't take stowaways so kindly" Hiccup the First told him as the buccaneer of the hour cuffed Snotface, taking him to his ship, in the meantime Wodensfang came out onto his shoulder with Toothless I coming out to nuzzle his cheek
"Young child, that display of wisdom to turn what was once your greatest enemy into your greatest chance for his salvation was only something that a king would do; and it's what he would've done had it not been for the threat that is Merciless. Now, justice can be twofold for both factions" Wodensfang praised him
"This makes us e-even, Snotface" Toothless I flickered his forked tongue out at his departure
Hiccup Horrendous Haddock I ran to the rope that still remained intact, using it to swing over to the Buccaneer of the Separation as he regrouped with all of his allies. Looking back toward the Final Ending of the Hero, Tiburonkolt immediately sailed back to the main island; wanting to prepare for the final battle that was to come
The time has come for fate to decide what has come forward to here at this final hour that Merciless had been awaiting, let them build the promised land of a new future in this time of peril for the man and the beast that stands between the Archipelago and the Hidden World...