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The Advisor walked through the blackstone doors of The Scepter, even now, a century later, The Advisor could feel the power radiating from the walls. Ancient power had created The Scepter millennia ago, and they had stood here since, immovable, impossible, immortal. He remembered seeing them the first time as a child, looking up at the walls, feeling the power. They had scared him then, and they scared him now.
The spy-master stood just past the doorway and The Advisor was disconcerted by the sight of the elusive spy-master standing in the bright sunlight. It—he wore form-fitting black armor, carved from the same blackstone that made up the walls of the kingdom. The spy-master was even older than he, and this was one of the few times in the past century The Advisor was meeting the spy-master in person.
"Advisor, a pleasure." The mask covering the spy-master's face curved up into gruesome snarl, and the spy-master pulled out a knife that was as white as his armor was black. The spy-master flicked the knife, catching it on each rotation. "It seems just yesterday when I caught you trying to escape the palace prison, you were so innocent, and the fear in your eyes when you saw me," the spy-master paused, his piercing red eyes looking at him through that ghastly mask, "You tried to run, but nobody can run from me." The knife arced up, The Advisor's eyes following it progress, as it fell back down, vanishing before it could pierce through the spy-master's hand.
"I've found the Dragonrider." The Advisor said, trying not to cower before the spy-master, just like he had done so many years ago.
"A challenge?" The blood-lust in the spy-master's voice chilled The Advisor.
OK, there was definitely something wrong with Tuffnut, Ruffnut thought. He would go to sleep ridiculously early, waking up in the darkest hours of the night, going Thor knows where. Tuffnut used to do the same thing years ago, after their father had died at sea, but now, years later? She was going to follow that idiot tonight, and figure out what was different about her twin. Besides the odd sleeping hours, instead of joining her on risky pranks on Snotlout, and marginally more risky pranks on Astrid, he would sit on the border of the forest brooding.
Ruffnut went to sleep at her normal time, but she twisted her self up, determined to stay in an uncomfortable position, she would not fall asleep tonight. Through out the night her body stopped protesting at the position and instead became numb. She was about to give up, when she heard Tuffnut waking up and silently exited the house.
She stood up, almost falling over, her body decided that now was not a good time to be numb, and started to ache everywhere. Her arms and legs had fallen asleep, and now it felt as if thousands of spears were poking her everywhere. Groaning and cursing her twin, she followed Tuffnut.
Tuffnut took his trademark route, making sure he wasn't being followed, and it was just as he was about the enter the forest, he heard the faintest sounds coming from the opposite direction of his usual route. He switched direction, treading more carefully in the unfamiliar paths, but over the past few days he had become much better at trans versing the forest, even at night. He went through his route until he reached Eagle's Point. The view was incredible, and Tuffnut now knew why Hiccup used to come here so much, it was then he saw the cause of the noise. An entire armada was fighting with another armada of ships.
The ships were unlike any Tuffnut had seen before, the moon lit up the black and metal ships clashing with each other. High arcs of cannonballs exchanged on both sides, and Tuffnut could hear shouting. He only heard one thing clearly, a cry carried by one-half of the black ships. And another carried by the huge metal triremes.
"For The Deathless King!"
"For the glory of The Sword!"
Hiccup was having a lucid dream. He knew he was dreaming, but he couldn't wake up. He was walking across a ruined battlespace. The ocean pounded the rock he was on, and a burned forest lay behind him. Houses lay destroyed, black from fire. A familiar arena lay in pieces, the cages ripped open, the chained roof disintegrated from black chaos. Toothless looked out to the storming sea next to him, but when Toothless looked at him, his face was a swirling black whirlwind. Toothless—no that was no longer Toothless—spoke. Instead of the previous conversation Hiccup had had with Chaos, this was different:
A boy and a king
An Immortal and a Dragonrider
A history erased, a history made
A future to prevent, a future to create
A sword to use, a scepter to break
Enemies made, friends destroyed
A world made devoid
Soooo hello :D. I'm not gonna make any excuses haha… anywayyys back to goodly-timed updates -(also looking for a beta-reader, so just review if you're interested in being a beta-reader)-, this chapter was short (they will be getting longer from now on) just wanted to get back in rhythm with this chapter and let you guys now I haven't abandoned this story. Soo, review and yea!