Chapter 3

A few nights later Drago's ship arrived. As he stepped on the sand Raza was the first to greet him. "Welcome father.". Drago smiled. "Thank you son, it's good to see you young men again.". Raza felt pride. "The village is under our control, and those who resists. Will pay the price.". Drago smiled. "Very well. I'll head to the town hall, take a break son.". Raza nodded. "Sure thing father.". Walking he sat at a cliff next to his dragon. "Hey bud, we finally claimed revenge. But, is it what we really want?". The dragon nudged him. "I know Toothless. I know." Replied Raza. That night Raza was in his tent. He was sharpening his sword until he felt a knife against his back.

"Who are you?" asked a voice. Raza already knew who it was. "Can't say the same to you, Astrid Hofferson.". Astrid stepped back. "You know me?". Raza chuckled. "Yes I do.". Astrid then grabbed a nearby axe. "What have you done with Hiccup?" she demanded. Raza laughed. "I am HICCUP!".