The daily life of a demon teen
Disclaimer: I do not own How to train your dragon
KEY
'Thoughts/memories'
"foreign language/projected thoughts"
"Close-link/Private message"
Emphasis/yelling
"Magic incantation"
(A/N: A bit of a warning, Demon-on-Human violence.)
Review responses
Arraia: Diggy is technically his pet already… but that doesn't mean Hiccup can't have more than one.
Porcupain: Thank you and here's more.
OechsnerC: Adding an element that they have an affinity for? Interesting. Heather could be turned if more readers want her to.
Mark Andrew: He-he. I like the tail idea, how about a glowing translucent form… kind of like a hologram or spirit-esk in their energy color.
Back to the action!
Chapter 10 : Red and black, rematch!
Nar POV
The next morning
Hiccup woke at first light, a habit he unfortunately picked up from Stoick. He heard rustling coming from downstairs, 'Zia and Cyrai shouldn't be up now', the teen groggily rolled out of bed. He yawned as he descended the stairs, then noticed an unfamiliar person setting the table. "Who are-yawn-you?", stopping a third of the way down the stairs.
The raven-haired girl spun around, she smiled and bowed, "Morning milord".
Hiccup lost his footing after hearing her, "Holy hel!", his hand snapped out and grabbed the railing.
Heather ran over to him, "Are you alright, Milord?!".
"Yeah, I'm fine", he composed himself, "You can just call me Hic-". The teen realized she was still dressed in her hospital gown, "U-uh, why are y-you still wearing t-that?!". He forced his eyes away from her exposed shapely legs that poked out from under her gown.
Heather went red in the face, then tugged the gown to try to cover up, "I-I wasn't given anything else!".
Hiccup turned around, "F-fragment, can y-you make her the b-basic clothes or s-something?!". A chime sounded out as her robe was converted into loose grey sweatshirt and sweatpants.
"Wow, these clothes are really soft", he carefully turned around, relaxing when he sees Heather rubbing her sleeve.
"What's with all the racket?!", Zia stumbled out of her room in her pajamas, her silver hair in a mess.
"That's what I like to know!", Cyrai grumbled behind him higher on the stairs, dressed in her red nightgown. After explaining the disturbance, the four took turns using the bathrooms. The three teens sat and ate, while Heather served them breakfast.
"Why don't you sit down and join us, Heather?", she smiled and grabbed a plate for herself. The girl sat by Zia, who began to view her as a little sister of sorts. Cyrai hadn't changed her distrust for Heather, she detested all mortals since learning of her master's past. Afterward, Zia helped her clean up, "Alright, let's get started. Cyrai, are you planning on training or sending out your monitors on their patrols?".
"Training first, I'm so close to reaching the fourth tier of combat magic", she said proudly.
"Zia?", the demoness laid down on the couch, her head resting on an armrest.
"I might take a break, I already passed the third tier in enchantment", Cyrai grumbled when Zia stretched out lazily.
"I see, I was kinda hoping you could give Heather a tour of our home", she perked up when he smiled.
"Yay", she jumped up and glomped onto the human girl, "I'll be happy to do that for you".
Cyrai ignored them, "So what will you be doing, Hiccup?".
While Zia lead Heather outside, he looked over to his workshop, "Just finishing up a few tweaks to a gadget for Gobber".
Later, Gobber's forge
Hiccup was installing a magitek fan blower to Gobber's furnace. The teen dragged a thick cable from the blower to the emitter's power cell housing and plugged it in, causing the blower's 'Howling gale' rune circle to glow a pale sky-blue. Hiccup walked over to the emitter, 'Let's give this a try', he dragged up on a bar displayed on the screen. The blower's gusting gradually accelerated along with the input, "Everything seems to be working good but call me if there's any issues, ok Gobber?".
"Aye, I gotta start dragon trainin'", he led Hiccup out the forge.
"Dragon training, isn't it too early to start another class?", the teen tossed his tool bag into a portal. "I mean, I already cleared the forest", he cleaned off his hands with a rag.
"True, but tha' rumor o' tha' 'forest dragon' got everyone worked up", Gobber close the door behind them, "So tha' council urged Stoick ta' start anotha'".
'Interesting', Hiccup held his hornless mask's chin, "You mind if I watch?". His uncle looked at him curiously, "Cyrai is busy training her magic skill and Zia is… busy, so I kinda have some time to myself". He decided not to mention Heather yet, just as a precaution.
"Alright", he shrugged and hobbled to the village.
Berk's Dragon training arena
Hiccup leaned on the bars of the iron fence built on the rim of the pit like arena, watching Gobber lecture a new batch of prospective 'Dragon-killers'. 'How nostalgic', the five children resembled his former peers. A perfectionist chestnut haired girl, a blonde pompous built boy with a brunette lackey, another blonde brainiac.
"Gustav, pay attention!", Gobber yelled at the final student, a scrawny boy with dark brown hair. The rest of the group snickered at the Larson's flinching, "Behind these doors are some o' the dragons ya' will learn ta' fight", the blacksmith named each as he passed their respective doors. Gobber stopped at the last door, "And… thee Gronckle", he rested his hand on the lever.
The arrogant boy fearfully muttered, "Aren't you going to teach us first?!". 'Gobber believes in learning on the job', Hiccup watched knowing full well what his uncle will say.
"I believe in learning on the job", the teacher proclaimed, pulling on the release lever.
The class panicked until the perfectionist, leading by example, grabbed a shield. The lackey was first to be eliminated, followed by the brainiac due to their distraction. The haughty boy was next, trying to flirt with the perfectionist. The dragon's blast threw him onto the lever for the female nadder's cage, the bird-like dragon roared as she was released. She and Gustav were the last ones still in, the gronckle femininely growled, "Foolish hatchlings, you will pay for your parents' crimes against us!".
The nadder growled in agreement, "For imprisoning and starving us, you will die!". Gobber rushed to subdue the escaped nadder, leaving the gronckle free to attack the two. The perfectionist cartwheeled away, leaving Gustav at the mercy of the female gronckle. The dragon's blast deflected off the boy's shield, knocking it from his arm.
Gustav tried to chase his lost shield, only to trip on debris of the other student's shields. The gronckle closed in on the scrambling boy, "Gustav!", Gobber screamed as he struggled with the nadder. His back hit the wall, he whimpered as the gronckle charged her fire. He closed his eyes and heard a loud SMACK, then the sound of the gronckle fluttering away.
Moments earlier
Hiccup watched the students scramble around, he chuckled, 'Like chickens running from a fox'. One by one, each pupil was 'eliminated' by losing their shield. His amusement was cut short when the pompous boy released the nadder by accident, 'Damn, looks like fun-time's over'. He was confident that Gobber could handle the two dragons, until the nadder proved to be too frantic. The perfectionist cartwheeled away from Gustav, 'I guess every Viking for themselves'.
When Gustav lost his shield, Hiccup formed his gauntlets from his bracers hidden under his sleeves. The gronckle trapped the boy against the wall, 'Blink', his mask's eyes flashed. The teen reappeared next to the dragon, interrupting her charging breath by slugging her jaw. The bulbous dragon tumbled in the air, recovering using her hummingbird-like wings. She flexed her jaw, "Such a strong Viking".
Hiccup stood between them and pounded his gauntlets together, he growled, "Devi-kin, not a Viking". The gronckle was surprised by his understanding, she growled and charged another blast. "Blazing mantel-augment: gluttonous flame", his body was surrounded by flames, they started off blood red before transitioning to an eerie green. The closeness of the inferno frightens Gustav, fearing he would be burned. "Don't worry kid", the warm fire licked at his feet, "This fire is meant to protect, not harm".
The gronckle shot her lava-blast at the teen, the molten slug was caught in the undertow of the blaze. It shrunk as it spun around Hiccup, eventually feeding into the brightening swirling fire. "Rock hide!", the nadder broke free and shot her spines at Gobber, pinning him by his fur vest. The dragon breathed her magnesium jet at the teen, the gronckle unleashed a barrage of lava-blasts as well.
Guards and villagers were drawn by the sound of roars and fire of the dragons, they opened the gate to let the trapped students escape. The churning flame intensified as it consumed the firestorm, both dragons continued until they ran out of shots.
"Looks like you're all out", Hiccup absorbed the mantel, causing a bright red to glow from under his mask. "My turn", his eyes flashed rapidly, 'blinking' as he pummeled the nadder and gronckle. Hiccup popped in at different places, delivering brutal punches or kicks. The crowd watched both amazed and afraid at the power the teleporting demon teen displayed against the dragons. The nadder collapsed first, then followed by the gronckle.
Gobber finally freed himself and hobbled over to them, "Yeh alright 'iccup?".
The glow under his mask was gone, the excess mana consumed by his rapid blinking, "Yeah, I'm fine". He looked over to the incapacitated dragons, "You might want to put them away, Gobber". His uncle nodded and dragged tha groaning nadder to her cage, Hiccup turned around to see Gustav frozen in shock, "You ok kid?". The boy nodded; the teen left him to help Gobber with the unconscious gronckle.
Later, Gobber's forge
"'ow strong are yeh, 'iccup?", he asked while the teen was running a system diagnostic on the power cell housing.
"Depends on what you're asking", he swiped through the menus, "If it's physical strength, I could probably match Stoick". Hiccup tapped the screen several times, "If you're asking about my magic ability, I could barely hold a candle to my father". He held out his hand and created a sphere of pure mana in his palm, the blood red ball pulsed as arcs of electricity jumped at the metal tools and hanging weapons. He closed his hand and reabsorbed it.
"Ya' fatha'?", Gobber was confused.
"Grayson, the elder demon who brought me back", Hiccup smiled as he spoke fondly of him. Gobber finished the last sword and tossed it into a barrel with other ones, causing the weapon cart to rattle. 'Ah, memories', seeing the cart reminded him of his 'rebirth'. His uncle hooks the cart's grip with his well… hook attachment, "Are you delivering them?".
"Aye, I may be short three 'ands, but I still got a job ta' do".
Hiccup placed his hand on the cart, "Can I help?".
"Ya' sure?".
"It's fine, I kinda miss working for you", the small smile on his face placed Gobber at ease.
Elsewhere in the village
Gustav was making his way through the alleyways towards his house, trying to avoid the jeers and glares from the rest of the Hooligans. Since Hiccup's departure, his lack of a growth spurt had caused him to become the new 'runt'. He would get harassed by his 'bigger' peers, like insults, exclusions or an occasional shove. Like his predecessor, the only adult who cared for him was his mother, others would turn a blind eye to his bullies.
After checking if the street was clear, the boy bolted across… and right into the pompous blonde. "Oof!", Gustav bounced off the larger boy, landing on his rear.
"Well look who we have here, the runt of the village", he sneered, his lackey snickered in accord. Gustav tried to scurry away but was grabbed by his tunic, "Where do you think you're going!". He was shoved against the wall and held by the collar, "You made me look bad in class today, so you know what day it is?".
"N-no", Gustav whimpered.
He delivered a strong blow to the smaller boy's stomach, "Body day", making him wheeze out.
The blonde reeled back, "Oi, what's going on here?", Gustav looked up to see Snotlout standing behind his bully. 'Is he here to save me?', even though he finished second in dragon training, Snotlout's performance earned him a boost in his reputation. The Larson boy viewed him as a role model, what a true Viking should be.
He smiled, believing his hero was here to stop them, "Are you here to save me?".
"What?", Snotlout chuckled, "Why would I wasted my time helping a scrap of a runt like you?". Gustav's smile fell, he shoved the blonde over, "You're doing it wrong". The much larger teen held him higher up the wall, "You gotta swing it under and put your shoulder into it". The powerful strike made him cough violently, "See, much better", the pain made him start weeping.
"Aww look, the runt is crying!", the blonde laughed along with his lackey.
"See, no 'real' Viking would ever cry", Snotlout tossed him into the street, his oversized helmet tumbled off. The villagers saw the Jorgenson stroll up to the sniveling boy, "You get it now welp?", he loomed over the boy. "You're NEVER gonna be a Viking!", Snotlout began chuckling, a few of the nastier adults joined in. Gustav curled himself further, trying to block out their jeers. The crowd abruptly stopped, leaving the short teen chortling by himself, "You see, you're no better than-".
Clunk, a very large black clawed gauntlet rested in between his helmet's horns, "And here I thought you were better than picking on a little kid".
"Oi, who do you think you're talking t-?!", Snotlout threaten as he spun around, coming face to face with the masked teen. "Well, if it isn't the first runt", His mask's eyes narrowed at his arrogance, its horns burned as they gradually reformed. A slender ghostly barbed tail sprouted from in between his wings, "I've got a bone to pick with you, usel-!". Hiccup wrapped his hand over Snotlout's helmet and head, then blinked up ten meters above the crowd. The Jorgenson wheezed as the air in his lungs was forcibly sucked out by the spell.
"I was gonna go easy on you like last time, but-", Hiccup released his grip, letting the screeching teen fall. He blinked below his victim and caught him before he hit the ground, "I'm going to teach you a lesson for hurting someone smaller than you". Hiccup repeated dropping the egotistical teen, much to the horror of the crowd. After the third time, he dropped him from five meters and didn't catch him.
Gobber made his way through the murmuring crowd, "'iccup, why'd yeh run off?".
The masked teen kicked Snotlout over, "Learned your lesson, Snot?". He tilted his head in a mocking manner, his tail flicking like a big cat playing with a mouse
"T-that di-didn't hurt", he groaned out.
"I see, let's try something else-", Hiccup deformed his left gauntlet, "-shall we?". His black nail glowed red, "Lesser curse: Karmic torment", then he jabbed it into his sternum. Snotlout screamed as the nail pierced through the bone, just above his heart. A sliver of miasma flowed into the flesh and burned a curse mark onto it. Hiccup pulled it free and held his hand above his wound, casting 'Lesser healing' and sealed up the hole. He stood up and turned to the terrified crowd, "Boo", everyone but Gobber, an unconscious Snotlout and the whimpering Gustav fled.
"Will 'e be alright?", his uncle asked while picking him up and throwing the bully over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.
"Yep, I just gave him an… incentive to behave", his mask's toothy cheshire smile returned. Gobber hobbled away towards the Jorgenson's residence, leaving his nephew and Gustav alone. He kneeled beside the boy, "You okay, kid?". He looked up and sees the four red eyed horned mask, Gustav scurries away out of fear.
He relaxes when he remembers his savior, "Y-yes, I'm f-fine", the boy sniffles.
Hiccup sees him holding his stomach, "No, you're not". He held his hand above the boy, bathing him in soothing lime green light. Gustav's eyes widen as he feels the pain fade away, the teen smiles, "There, all better". He spots the boy's helmet and walks over to it, Gustav got up and dusted himself off. He turns to thank Hiccup, who holds his helmet out to him.
He shakes his head, "Isn't this yours?".
"I don't want it anymore", Gustav shrugged.
"Are you sure?", the boy nodded, Hiccup looked at the iron Viking helmet. "I take it you're not treated all that good around here?", he nods again. "Well", his mask's eyes glowed, "Mind if I do something with it?".
"Go ahead", with a flash, blood red flames melted the cap.
The molten glob floated in his hand, "Create object: Warding visage", his miasma flowed into the ball. It slowly morphed into a very small hornless mask, similar in design to his. He held his other hand over the white mask, "Enhancement: Hard counter", its left eye flashed and glowed orange. 'Just in case', "Enhancement: Lesser numb", the mask's right eye flashed and glowed yellow.
Hiccup held out the mask, the boy examined it, "Isn't it too small?". The teen placed it in Gustav's hands, "Umm, how am I supposed to wear it?".
"Here", Hiccup gently grabbed it and walked to the boy's side, "Like this". He placed it on his left temple, an unseen force latched on and held the mask in place.
The teen stepped back, "Huh, where'd it go". Gustav couldn't feel the weight of his gift, he reached up and felt it, "Wow". The look of wonder on the child's face made Hiccup smile, "What's it do?".
"Glad you asked", he summoned a mirror as tall as Gustav, "It's a talisman". The boy looked himself over with the mirror, "I imbued it with the enhancements 'Hard counter' and 'Lesser numb'".
He noticed the glow from the eyes, "Enhancements?".
"Yes, the first one reflects physical damage back at your attacker", Hiccup held up a finger from his gauntlet. "The other dulls any pain you would feel to almost nothing", he unfurled another digit. "It'll also let me know if you're in any danger", his mask 'smiled'.
"Really?", Hiccup nods, Gustav runs up to him and wraps his small arms around his legs. "Thank you, this is the first time anyone else ever gave me a gift", he leaned back and smiled up to the teen.
"You're welcome but use it only to help others, ok?", Gustav nodded furiously. He waved the boy goodbye as he ran off to his home, "Well, I should head back myself".
The cove
Heather sat on the stump and watched Zia and Cyrai face each other, she eyed both the khopesh in the silver-hair's hand and the large double-headed axe in the tall blondes. The axe's heads had pronounced beards and magnificent sweeping curves. Like Zia's sickle sword, Cyrai's axe was made from shade steel, its shaft carved from mana reinforced wood. The pair charged at each other, crashing metal echoed inside the cove.
Zia waited for her opportunity, she got it when Cyrai went for an overhead chop. Her blade met the axe's edge, she slid it down and hooked the shaft with her sword's crook. Zia smiled at Cyrai, only for her to smirk back. She tightens her grip on her axe and swings it with her whole body, sending the smaller demoness flying. She recovers and lands on her feet, digging two long lines in the grass.
The taller demoness spun her axe in her hand, "You're pretty agile".
Zia smirked, "Thanks, you're really strong".
"We're too evenly matched", Cyrai pumped mana into her grip, causing an ice blue rune circle between the heads to glow. "Let's switch things up a bit!", she smashed her axe into the ground, sending a trail of erupting ice spikes towards Zia.
She backflipped and activated her 'Rending flames' enchantment, "So that's why Hiccup asked me to make 'Winter's grief'". Flaming sword and frosted axe crashed together, the reaction even more violent.
Heather was mesmerized by the sheer power exchanged in each collision, not noticing someone standing beside her, "These two will make the Vikings think Ragnarök is coming early".
"No kidding", she froze, looking up surprised to a chuckling Hiccup. "Mil-Err Hiccup, you're back!", Heather corrected herself.
Both girls stopped their match, "Hiccup!", they both exclaimed.
"Hey, you two up for a free-for-all ?", his gauntlets reformed in a flash of red light.
"Any rules?", asked Zia.
"Nope, no holding back", he pounded his mitts together, ingulfing them in red flames. Both girls looked at each other, then smiled and turned to Hiccup.
Nightfall, Hiccup's house
Zia and Heather walked through the door, having finished overseeing the completion of her living quarters. The small single person house was grafted onto the side of the cove's storage barn, furniture and everything else was already built. Hiccup was reading a book Gobber bought from a trader, Zia sat next to him on the couch while Heather went into the kitchen.
"What's that?", she leans over to look at what he was studying.
"Just a book filled with poetry, Gobber gave it to me before I left", he tilted it to let her see.
"Poetry huh?", Cyrai came bolting down the stairs.
"Hiccup", she panted, getting everyone's attention.
"Cyrai, what's wrong?", Hiccup stood and set down his book where he was sitting.
She quickly walked over to the coffee table, "Fragment". The gem glowed and displayed a projection of the isle of Berk, then zoomed out and panned over to an approaching mass of red dots, "Dragon raid".
Berk village
Gustav was sitting with his mother in their dining room, "Hey kid, you there?". The boy scanned the room, wondering where the voice was coming from, "It's me, Hix".
"Where are you?".
"I'm right here, son", his mother was confused.
"Listen kid, no one else can hear me or see the talisman", Gustav wondered why his mother didn't notice the small mask on his head. "So, act normal", his nodding puzzled his mother, "That's. not. normal". He heard a sigh, "Listen carefully, there's a dragon raid heading towards Berk", the boy tensed up. "As soon as you hear the horn, you need to get somewhere safe, understood?", Gustav gave a subtle nod. A loud horn blew in the distance, "Stay safe, kid".
Moments earlier
The power cell housing began chiming, Gobber hobbled over to it and answered, "Wha' is it, 'iccup?".
"Dragon raid incoming!", the hardlight ring spasmed.
"Euh!", the poor blacksmith held his chest in fright, "Yeh almost sent me ta' Valhalla too soon, 'iccup!".
"Sorry", the ring returned to normal, "Turn on the barrier and stay put, Zia and I are on our way". Gobber swiped up and sees an image of a geodesic dome, a toggle switch with on or off symbols blinked underneath the image. He switched it on, long pulses of blue light flow up the cables towards the emitter. Its glow intensified until a beam shot up, reaching a couple of meters high. The beam began pulsing, forming rings of red hardlight hexagons with each beat until it formed a dome above the forge.
Berk's warning horn blew, drawing Gobber to the ordering window. The half-moon shining through the clouds casted a dark blue light everywhere, letting the night watchmen spot the incoming flock. A few villagers yelled and pointed towards the opposite direction, he followed where they were yelling. A gate appeared above the great hall before two figures shot out of it, one with red trails and the other violet.
The two teens soared above the preparing villagers, then came to a stop over the docks. Hiccup leveled his fury rifle and Zia opened her wrath launchers, "Wait for it…, NOW!". She launched four missiles, he waited before quickly firing three rounds. The violet bolts howled as they closed on the flock, his screeching orange rounds caught up to them as they reached their target. Seven explosions of orange and violet bloomed within the first wave of the raid, frightening or stunning the dragons.
"You think that scared them off?", Zia asked her partner.
The remains of the first wave burst through the smoke plume, followed by the second, "Nope". She followed Hiccup as he flew back towards Gobber's forge, "Cyrai, keep us updated on the raid and protect the cove if a few dragons wander over".
"Will do, you two stay safe out there", five monitors emerged from the treetops, they flew to evenly space spots around the perimeter of the village. Hiccup and Zia's shields flashed on as they neared the forge's barrier, letting them easily pass through.
They landed on the roof, "We'll post up here", he racked back the fury. It hissed as vapor escaped from the heatsink, then slid the pump forward. "Here", Hiccup deformed his right gauntlet and grabbed Sharpshot. He tossed the upgraded black gun to Zia, she caught it and looked back at him, "Watch my back".
Her masks eyes widen, "You mean?", he nods once. She holds it in her left hand and pulls her khopesh free with her right, violet flames flow down its blade. Zia charges up the heavy pistol, "Here they come", both teens aim at the closing dragons.
She waits for Hiccup's que, he waited until the reptiles became illuminated by the village torches, "Light 'em up!". The two unleash a barrage of plasma bolts and missiles, the barrier created gaps for their fire to pass through.
The cove
Cyrai stood in the main room, five projected screens floated in front of her. They displayed different views of the raid from the monitors, Heather sat on the couch and watched the raid playing out. "Um, w-will Hiccup be alright?", she asked with concern.
"Please, a couple overgrown salamanders are no threat to him or Zia", she huffed. One of the screens blinked, she pushed away the center screen and pulled it in front of her, "Hiccup, the raiders are moving to attack the east side of the village".
Gobber's forge
"Got it!", he and Zia took a couple of potshots at the fleeing dragons.
"You're not going to fight them?", Cyrai called over the comm.
"Nope, we're here just to keep Gobber safe", Hiccup rested the fury on his shoulder, smoke flowing out its dimming barrel. He watched gronckles and nadders strafe the buildings in the distance, an occasional nightmare would flood the streets with its napalm.
Zia carefully walked up to him, "So, you're not going to help them?". She examined his mask, he gazed at the dragons setting fires with little emotion.
"Let 'em burn", he huffed, still upset by how the villagers treated Gustav. She sighed, knowing he had a good reason for his actions. The last of the waves descended onto the village, the dragons kept a good distance from the domed forge. "It shouldn't be too long-", a growing whistling silenced him.
"What is tha-?", a bluish plasma bolt smashed into the barrier, making it bulge inward. The emitter's beam pulsed rapidly, trying to stabilize the barriers integrity.
Hiccup narrowed his eyes at the sky, "I know that firepower anywhere".
An echoing roar came from the night sky, "Fire thief!".
Zia tightens her grip on Sharpshot, Hiccup wraps his gauntlet-less hand around it, "No, this one's mine". His authoritative tone and gentle hold on her hand made her blush, she nods understandingly. Hiccup lets go and reforms his glove; his mask's horns grew as he extends his wings. He steps back and crouches, before launching himself up through the barrier.
He lets loose a couple of shots towards the camouflaged dragon, "There you are!". Hiccup and the night fury began their dogfight, lighting up the sky with orange and blue. The dragons break off hearing explosions above, some with livestock or other food clutched in their claws. The flashes of light draw the attention of the defending villagers, they watched on with the dragons.
Hiccup dove towards the village, hugging the rooftops as the fury gave chase. He turned belly up and looked between his feet, firing off his rifle at his pursuer. The dragon barrel rolled while returning fire at the teen, 'That's new', he turned back around and flew up. The fury launched a pair of plasma blasts ahead of Hiccup, cutting off his escape. He spun around and fired his rifle at near pointblank range at the closing dragon, "Did I get him?".
He heard a roar before a black form bolted from the smoke plume, the fury spun vertically and smacked the stunned teen with his tail, "No". Hiccup was hit by the full power of the dragon's strength, sending him through two burning huts and smashing into the ground.
Debris was knocked away as Hiccup rose, "Yep, that hurt more than the stone boar", he groaned out while rolling his shoulder, "You want to play soft". He walked over to his rifle and snapped it to his backplate, "We'll play soft", then flexed his gauntlets. "If you want to play hard", his eyes flashed, engulfing his body in eerie green flames. "We'll play hard", He pounded his gloves together, surrounding them in reddish orange plasma fire. His wings red glow became blinding as he shot up towards the confused fury.
The dragon launched plasma blasts at the burning Hiccup, his bolts were harmlessly consumed and fueled the closing demon, "What?!". The teen reeled back and slugged him, sending the fury screeching and spiraling out of the sky. He flapped his large wings and recovered, "I haven't been struck that hard in a very long time", he growled while shaking his head.
"Thanks", Hiccup replied, showing his cheshire grin.
The dragon fires a barrage of stronger plasma blasts at the calm teen, he held up his gauntlets to dampen the powerful recoil of the blasts. A deep red nightmare flew to his side, "We have enough, dark stalker".
"But!", the fury roared in shock.
"We must return before sunrise", the raiding dragons flew away behind the nightmare.
"Fine", the nightmare nods and joined the fleeing raiders, leaving the dragon dissatisfied. The night fury turns to the inferno surrounded teen, "I'll defeat you next time, Thief", he growled threateningly.
Hiccup watched his foe disappear into the flock, "Yeah…, next time". He dispelled his magic and coasted back towards Zia waiting on the forge.
Following morning, the cove
Hiccup and Zia came home after the raid and crashed into their respective beds, he slept well into the late morning. After getting ready for the new day, he trudged down the stairs to an empty house, 'Where is everyone?'. Hiccup poured himself some devil-spike tea, he sipped his coffee mug and snagged a cold piece of toast. Some arguing came from outside, 'Huh?', he munched on the slice.
"I still don't like this", Cyrai protested as he pushed open the front door.
"You don't like anything but Hiccup", Zia crossed her arms and glared at the taller blonde, between the arguing demonesses was Heather sitting on her knees. Hiccup approached the trio, drawing their attention. "Hiccup", Zia perked up, "Finally, you can be our tie-breaker".
"For what?", both girls stepped back from Heather.
The human girl prostrated herself, "Please turn me into demon!", she pleaded.
(A/N: I loved the Deadpool vs Wolverine and Sabretooth fight in X men origins. Gustav's talisman was based off a kitsune mask and how it's sometimes worn. Hiccup and the night fury's rematch ended in a draw… again. Heh-heh, Hiccup's 'clan' might get bigger, again.)