The man responsible for cutting the Sea King hat was none other than T-Bone, who is currently running down the track as quickly as he could to catch up with the train.

"How foolish do both the enemy scheme," he said. "How shameful. I must catch the train; I must rectify my mistake and capture the prisoners before the evil is once again set upon this world. I cannot allow the blood and tears of innocent civilians to be shred. I will show them that there is justice yet in this cruel and unforgiving world. I don't care if my body is torn a shred by these waves. I swear, no matter the cost, I will protect the future of law and citizens everywhere!"

He then suddenly came to a stop and spun around because he heard something amongst the waging wind. He then saw a light peering out in the distance, and it only took a few seconds to realise what it was.

"No, it can't be," he said. "It seems there's another Sea Train." Then he spotted standing on the nose was none other than Astrid. "I see someone."

Teeny was looking through his scope when he spotted T-Bone standing on the track. "What the? Hey, there's a guy out there." He then zoomed in close and then saw T-Bone space and quickly panicked. "It's the Ship Slicer!"

"That's not good," said everyone.

"Ship what?" said Hiccup.

"They call him Ship Slicer T-Bone; he's from the Navy," said Teeny. "His sword cut through pirate ships like a knife that cuts through a stake."

"Guess we found who cut that Sea King in half," said Hiccup.

"All right, men, let's go," said Teeny looking at the others. "We've only got one shot; set your sights on T-Bone. You ready?"

"Yeah!" they all cheered.

They immediately began to scramble, grabbing their weapons.

"Hold on," said Hiccup, and everyone stopped what they were doing.

"What?" Teeny stared. "We don't have time to hold on; he's going to cut Rocketman in half."

"There's nothing to worry about; Astrid's got this," said Hiccup.

"Yeah, our girl is as tough as nails, just you watch," Toothless nodded.

"I'm only going to tell you this once, one-time!" Astrid yelled at T-Bone. "Get the hell out of the way!"

T-Bone looked at them furiously. 'There's no other track; I'm sure they passed by my men on the way here. What did those monsters do to them?' He then grasps the hilt of his long sword. 'They must be Heather Owson's crewmates; in that case, that girl is the Valkyrie. Those who defile this path of justice will face my wrath.'

He then drew his long sword and grasped it in both hands. "I am a proud captain of the Navy! I shall not let you pass! Be it wood or steel, I will slash your ship in two!"

"Good luck with that," said Astrid as she spun her battleaxe and took up a fighting stance. "We won't stop until we reach our goal, and I'll take down anyone who gets in our way!" She then grasped her battleaxe but only in both hands. 'This guy is fierce, and this is a perfect opportunity to try out the new modifications on my axe.'

"On guard!" said T-Bone taking up a fighting stance of his own.

Everyone watched in bated breath as both Astrid and T-Bone prepare to face one another.

"I hate crooked swordmen and crooked swordplay!" T-Bone roared as he charged. "Right Angle Burn!"

Astrid then raised her battleaxe towards the wind and began to suck in the air. She then quickly took off and dashed towards T-Bone with incredible speed. At the same time, T-Bone swung his blade, sending a powerful slashing attack directly towards Astrid at incredible speed.

Astrid then quickly thrusted her right hand forwards right into the attack and began to absorb the impact. T-Bone stared in shock as she managed to stop his attack instantly.

'She absorbed my attack?' T-Bone stared.

After then clutched her battleaxe with both hands, and then the wind began to erupt from the blade covering the entire axe in wind.

"Valkyrie Storm!" she roared and swung her blade at him.

T-Bone felt himself being torn from head to toe by the powerful wind erupting from her axe the moment it made contact with his body. Plus, the pure power she put into the attack also destroyed his sword.

Everyone just stared overnight as T-Bone flew right past them and landed in the sea.

"No way," said Teeny looking back at Astrid.

Astrid quickly jumped to the side to avoid getting run over by Rocketman and quickly grabbed hold of the side of the train.

Everyone then immediately burst out in cheers.

"She beat T-Bone!" Teeny cheered.

"He must have come from one of the loose cars, got to hand it to him it takes a lot of guts to keep going in a storm like this," said Astrid. "But still, that's not enough to stop us. I'm sure the burden of justice is a heavy one, but we have a few burdens of our own."


At the same time, the Marines and Government agents were rowing their way after Rocketman using lumbar as oars.

"Hey! Hey! Captain T-Bone is out here! He needs our help!"

"What if he already got hit by that Sea Train?"

"Hey, don't even joke about something like that, you bastard. Our captain would cut that crappy in two, and you know it."

"But that Pirate Hunter guy from the Dragon Riders is scary."

"Full steam ahead, men! We owe Captain T-Bone our lives for protecting us from that giant Sea King! We have to save him!"

"Yeah!" they all cheered.

T-Bone was currently floating on his back in the open sea; he was too weak to move and just allow the waves to carry him.

'Valkyrie Astrid, how vexing,' he said.


With the danger now passed, everyone had made their way back inside the train.

"I agree with Astrid; it had to be Ragnar," said Fishlegs. "It's an excellent strategy if you think about it."

"So, do you think we'll be able to catch up with them soon?" Hiccup asked.

"It does seem like it," said Fishlegs.

"Good, then I suggest that we all get prepared for the fight of our lives," said Hiccup.


Snotlout was still hiding within Heather's robe, and Corgi apparently was getting a bit suspicious. He looked at Heather for a while but then started to walk off.

'That was close,' said Snotlout. 'I can't believe our plan actually worked.'

Corgi had just reached for the doorknob when he stopped. 'No, it's not just my imagination.' He then began to sniff the air, and his eyes widened. 'That's right, I know this smell. This is the stench of filthy pirates if I ever smelled it. Something is definitely wrong here.'

He then immediately spun around and looked back at Heather.

Snotlout began to panic.

"Is something wrong?" Heather asked.

Corgi then slowly began to approach her.

'What?' Snotlout panicked. 'He's coming back? Why?'


Meanwhile, in car four, Ragnar had just sliced Wald's spaghetti suit into shreds, though he left completely unscathed, though Wald didn't seem to realise this.

"You cut me!" Wald cried. He then began to feel his entire body discovered that he was completely unscathed. "You didn't cut me?"

"Sure peeling onions may not be glamorous, but you have to put love into every aspect of your cooking," said Ragnar as he put the knives away. "Kitchen knives are for cutting people; you don't treat them like swords. However, they did do a fine job of cutting down that armour."

"Kitchen knife Throw!" Wald yelled several tossing knives at Ragnar.

Ragnar quickly leaned back a few seconds before those knives with a skilled and quickly somersaulted backwards.

"Punk!" Ragnar glared and immediately kicked him in the face.

"My eyes!" Wald cried.

"Now shut your mouth and give up," said Ragnar.

"Yeah, you wish," said Wald take another fighting stance. "I don't get it. Why do you want to say that terrible woman so much in the first place? Or maybe Heather Owson has got you all fooled. You want me to tell you the truth, huh? Do you think you can take it?"

Ragnar looked at him furiously and kicked him in the face several more times.

"If you keep talking like that, then I'm going to rearrange your face," Ragnar warned.

"Hold on a sec," said Wald looking extremely dizzy. "Anything but the face. Cut it out. Everyone knows that she is bad news; it's no secret. She's evil, a monster, better off dead."

Then, Ragnar furiously kicked him in the face several more times and sent him flying into some crates.

"Damnit, I think my face caved in," said Wald as he felt around the ground. "I need a mirror."

He then grabbed a frying pan and used it as a mirror to see his face and then immediately screamed.

"How could you!" he yelled, tossing the frying pan to the floor. "You fiend! You broke my beautiful eyes and fabulous teeth!"

When he looked up to Ragnar's opinion, it was a massive improvement, but he didn't care either way.

"Too bad," said Ragnar.

"You're the devil, aren't you!" Wald snapped.

"Your face went back," Ragnar noted.

Wald looked at the reflection in the window, and his relief he saw that Ragnar was correct. "You're right. Look, my inner beauty is shining. It was just an illusion."

"You're guilty of three sins; let me list them," said Ragnar and Wald turned to face him. "First off, you dared call yourself a chef in front of me. Second, you were disrespectful to your food. And third, you insulted my friend. For that, you'll pay."


On the roof of car three, Eret was getting overpowered by Nero. He had already been knocked aside across the roof.

"You put on a big show, but you're all bark and no bite," Nero sneered. "Whether you've got two legs or four, you still seem pretty useless to me."

He then immediately fired at Eret, who quickly rolled out of the way. Unfortunately, he was too busy dodging the attacks to take note of where he was headed, and he slid off the train. Fortunately, he was able to grab hold of the side, but this left him completely at the mercy of Nero.

Nero then started to approach him slowly and laughed. "Looking pretty pathetic, buddy."

"Shut up," Eret snarled.

"Shall I give you a hand?" Nero smiled evilly.

He then began tapping Eret's right hand with his foot.

"No, no, no!" Eret yelled frantically. "Don't you dare!"

Nero then raised his foot and slammed it down towards Eret's hand. Eret quickly released his hands wouldn't get stepped on, and then smiled.

"Just kidding," he said, using the momentum of the swing and slammed his hand against the side of the train.

He then used all his strength to somersault back onto the roof and right on top of Nero. Before he had a chance to move, Eret used all four of his legs in order to pin Nero's arms and legs. They then skidded across the roof until they came to be the exact centre of the train car.

"Give me a hand?" Eret laughed. "You ought to be ashamed of yourself using a line like that. And what was that about forelegs being useless? All I needed was to catch you; you can't run now."


"I hate you jerk!" Wald yelled at Ragnar and then fell to his knees. "I just want to be me! Give me my individuality back!"

"Right on the other side of that door behind you is where my friend is waiting to be rescued," said Ragnar. "In other words, get out of the way."

Wald then rose to his feet and throughout a large blade that appeared to be coated in poison. The poison appeared to be so corrosive that a single drop of it actually corroded the floor.

"When I say no, I mean no!" Wald yelled. "Spaghetti Kenpo Secret Move: Poison Pasta Cutter! Touch it and die! Go, go, go, go! You people are pathetic; Heather Owson's has you eating out of her hand! She's betrayed every single person she's ever met, and you're risking your life to save her? You're beyond help! It's time to die!"

He then charged at Ragnar holding his blade high.

"Black Death Kick!" Ragnar roared.

He then struck Wald hard in the stomach, so hard in fact that he knocked him unconscious and sent him crashing through the door. Wald kept on flying through car 3 and smashed through the door that led him into car 2 and landed in the middle of CP-9.

All four of them looked down at Wald; they then looked down the cars and saw Ragnar. Ragnar then started to make his way down the cars in utter silence.


Up on top of car 3, Nero was now completely at Eret's mercy.

"I didn't think you would use such a dumb trick," he said as he tried to free himself to no avail. "I let my guard down."

"Right," Eret laughed. "Oh, because I'm the done one here?" He then removed the glove over his right hand, revealing his iron covered fist, and Nero gulped. "Instead of making excuses, why don't you tell me what you want on your gravestone? Oh, you don't think this fight is over yet, do you?"

"What?" Nero stared.

"Since you dodged all my punches so far, I can't really blame you!" Eret yelled as he raised his fist. "You have no clue how hard I can hit; it's going to be a nasty surprise. Ultimate Hammer!"

He then slammed his fist into his face so hard that he destroyed the top of the roof, causing the two of them to fall into the car itself. Once they had the ground, Eret reverted back to normal and watched the members of CP-9 rose to their feet.

"Wow, some entrance," said Ragnar. "What the hell have you been doing?"

"As per usual, I've been kicking ass," Eret smiled. "What about you?"

Ragnar shrugged. "Kicking ass."

Eret then kicked Nero into the next car, and he landed just in front of the unconscious Wald. Then both he and Ragnar turn their attention to CP-9, just stood there in silence.

"So it's you, huh?" said Ragnar. "You're the bastards that kidnapped Heather."