If our own Main Dragon is taken away from us by the Hunters, that's exactly what the Renegade Reinforcement Defense/Group is here for; to provide backup Dragons to use so that we may rescue our own that we've bonded with, as they can never be replaced. Especially not Toothless... Drayko's really wanting to put a arrow through Grimmel's skull and I wouldn't let myself interrupt that execution
-Fishlegs
(A/N: This is a short Chapter, I really want to go back to writing Vengeance on Primal Twilight but I just don't know where to continue on from that point. If I do then I would have to add in some Filler Chapters and that just ain't too good, unless you've all done it one way or another. Enjoy!)
In the night sky that approached Mierveia Vde Rallie, the snow was lightly falling onto the land itself and through this wall of the snow's mist; the Knights flew through the sky over the Old Timely District, very silently as they made sure to keep themselves hidden. Before then they finally arrived at their location, the Cathedral where they touched down on the steps; but this happened to be a trap set up by the Berserkers as Savage appeared with his soldiers, shouting at Heather
"I should've known from the beginning, you betrayed the Berserkers only to side with them. You are nothing but shameful and dishonorable to your Tribe, you disappoint your brother!" Savage berated her
"Oh yeah well I don't give a rat's shitting ass about honoring, you moron!" Drayko growled in a incomprehensible growlishly angry voice, wanting to stab Inferno and burn Savage alive
"What, I-I can't understand you. What the hell did you just say?" Savage asked, not understanding what Drayko just said to him
"My reason for joining them is none of your damn-" Heather was interrupted when Savage bitch slapped her to the ground
"Silence, you traitorous little shit!"
"Don't you touch her like that!" Fishlegs stepped in, grabbed his hand and send his War Hammer slamming into Savage's ribs; sending him flying away into a marketstand set up near the Cathedral; the Berserkers left to tend to their leader
Meatlug got under Fishleg's arm and was stratched in comfort, cooling down as he helped Heather up and entered the Cathedral to meet the Archdeacon inside; who led them up the stairs into his living quarters where they sat down, as the man began to explain why he was expecting them
"Your General, Scorpio I believe he was named came here earlier an few days from now and asked if I knew anything about that Madgod: Drago Bludvist. I told him that I do know as he tried to murder a Bewilderbeast Hatchling..." The Archdeacon solemnly explained as everyone got warm with their Dragons just in case anything bad happens
"This all happened long ago when he was becoming a serious threat to both Man and Dragonkind alike as he's gotten himself followers of all among Europe and Asia, it began on a dark night like this one; but much more sinister for a Woman along with her Husband and Friends were sneaking silently under the docks near this Cathedral to gain sanctuary, they were hunted by the Dragon Hunters of that Madgod"
The Woman held her Dragon Hatchling close in her arms as her Husband and Friends were passing through in the dead of night within the cold, snowfall of winter. It was freezing as hell but the sanctuary they were seeking was going to be their protection, nobody defies against the sacred gods they worship
"By the time we're spotted, we'll be kept out of their reach; I'm sure of it" The Husband spoke out with hope as the Woman calmed her Hatchling who was wrapped in a bundle
"It'll all be over soon little one"
They soon rode through under the bridge and approached the docks as the man steps out and tells the group of Riders. "We require no payment from you, claim your sanctuary at the Cathedral as soon as possible right away"
"However, this turned out to be a trap laid out for them. The Dragon Hunters knew no bounds when it came to stealing a innocent being of such loving mother" A Dragon Root Arrow was shot into the man's knee as he dropped to the ground and clutched it in pain, they all look forwards to where the arrow was shot and they were more than horrified to find out that the Hunters had been waiting for them. They came towards the Riders as Drago revealed himself from the shadows riding upon his twin Whispering Death mounts binded together
Drago Bludvist in his younger years as a Young Adult (A/N: He's supposed to be 35 here) was pretty high, though still not as much in his later years in the present. He was 5'11 for one thing and his long and slight thick, growing dreadlocks were tied behind his head. He was still well built to match his imitating appearance and still garnered his prosthetic arm that was ripped from the Dragons that laid siege to his Village, his beard was growing and becoming what he looks like in the present and some scars ran across his face as opposed to many later on. His attired consisted of an sleeveless shirt, thick waist belt with a huge black cape that he wore out of Night Fury scales thanks to the aid of Grimmel the Grisly's merchant shop in the Northern Markets with an loincloth, blue trousers and boots covered in fur. He was never without his Bullhook made from Gronckle Iron and Blackthorn Wood for him to wield and him to wield alone, anyone else will be dead if they dared to lay a finger on it. Though he was still bulky enough to look like his present self, albeit younger
"Take these Dragon Eggs from these false worshipers of the Emperor" He ordered
"Yes, Drago" Ryker responded, capturing the Riders and stealing away what they had left as they now belonged to their new Dragon God. However the Woman was hiding something and Ryker violently grabbed her,"You there, what are you hiding?" He demanded
"No more than sneaking an Egg away from under our rulership to raise as a rebel, take it from her by force!" Drago commanded as the Woman broke free from her bindings and started to make a run for it
Drago Bludvist in return let out his warcry and began to chase the Woman through the streets of Mierveia Vde Rallie, his Bullhook slung down and ready to take her down as his twin Whispering Deaths were not to fire without his command; the Woman had tried so hard and made a desperate dash to outrun the barbaric warlord right behind her. "She ran with all her strength and done all she could to protect her hatchling from Drago's Fury, before long she had to jump from the railing to temporary lose Drago as she ran up to the doors of this Cathedral; pounding and claiming sanctuary"
In the meantime, the furious warlord whose desire to build an army of both Hunters and Dragons to conquer the Archipelago as a true Dragon God would not be denied had flown towards the Woman; trying to escape as he snagged onto her bundle with her holding on with resistance, not wanting to lose her beloved Hatchling. Drago did not care one bit and instead sent a powerful kick to the Woman's chest, sending her crashing down on the steps of the Cathedreal and with one last angry yell; he stabbed the Woman with his Bullhook, killing her and having her blood spill out on the steps. The Hatchling began to cry out in fear for it's caretaker and caught Drago's attention, this was no egg and wondered; "An Hatchling...?" He opened the bundle slightly and let out an angry gasp,"An DEVIL...!" He quickly closed the bundle and started to look around the area, he needed to dispose of this monster right away and when his eyes landed on the deep and dark sewer manhole; he flew towards it and hung the bundle over the hole with his Bullhook, ready to drop and drown the horrible Devil for there was no usefulness in this hatchling for him to use for his advantage. Before he could proceed on with drowning it, the Archdeacon had intervened. "STOP!" He cried out as Drago turned to him and stated his reason
"This Hatchling is unworthy to join my Army, I'm sending this Devil back to the fires of Hell to burn and feel the rage of the Dragon God that I am" He claimed as the Archdeacon picked up the deceased body of the Woman and asked sorrowfully
"You are blind to the innocent blood you've spilled, how can you not see what you've done to this Woman before you?" He asked
"She was a Thief, she ran and I pursued to end her reign"
"You would bring this poor orphan into this conflict? You are nothing but a cold shadow of the monster you will become!" He told Drago as he continued to be in denial
"My decisions are justified and clear, you will all regret the days that you have refused the help I have offered to you" The Archdeacon yelled at him
"Lie and deceive your men and claim you've done nothing wrong, you will never escape nor can you ever hide what you have done to Mierviea Vde Rallie from the eyes of the Emperor..." He then pointed upwards towards the walls of the Cathedral,"The eyes of the Emperor and the Judges of the Dead themselves!" Drago turned to see what he was pointing to
Countless statues of the Judges all staring coldly, hard and angrily down at him for they are judging him unworthy to becoming a Dragon God that he so lusts to be. He tried to escape their gaze but soon met the eyes of the Emperor, who also frowned upon him as he was judging him to be unworthy and consumed by his greed to becoming a God that he has become. This led him to question himself out of fear,"What other choice do I have?" The Archdeacon carried the body of the murdered Woman as he walked away
"Find a suitable home for the Hatchling, you will face atonement for what you have done" Drago turned to him angrily and cursed him
"Damn you, I have to settle with this unworthy demon into my Army..." Just then, something had came into his fractured mind and allowed him to think of his future plans for what he has in store for the Archipelago. He was going to train it into his own Machine of War and with it, he will become a unstoppable force. "Very well, I know of the redemption to seek out and I shall begin by giving this demon the best of my care" He lied to the Archdeacon, who knew of his true intentions but did not want to risk another life being taken away; taking his leave and left the Archdeacon to bring the body of the Woman to her grave
"My foolish action to not take away the Bewilderbeast he had with him would forever haunt me. I know of the cruel, psychotic, sufferable and torturous ways he has raised the Hatchling into becoming, a Machine of War who serves only his master out fear. But had I taken it away to a much safe place, the lives of the innocent would continue to be spilled by him and his Army of Hunters; I have done such a horrible thing by dooming our land by his conquest..."
The Empress stood up and comforted him, saying that he had no other choice and that he still had one now to this day; punish him for his lies and conquest by liberating his Bewilderbeast away, for no price is too high for what may be his end. "I know Drago will be attacking this fabled land in no time, I will declare the Hatchling to be free from his horrible master's control and I entrust that this foreign warrior will clear it's mind" The Archdeacon refereed to Drayko, who nodded without looking nor paying attention to the story
Just then, an ring of fire smashed through the window as the Archdeacon looked out and saw Drago Bludvist with his Army of countless Hunters and Dragons controlled by his Bewilderbeast; making Valka curse him for capturing so many innocent beasts that not even the Hooligans would do, regardless of the history between them and the Dragons. The Archdeacon turned to the Knights and told them to leave, giving them the Map leading to the final Arcana and telling them to destroy it once they memorize the location. Drayko and the Knights nodded as they went outside and flew out onto the top, witnessing the confrontation from below as the brave Archdeacon approached Drago and his Army
HTTYD
"Where is the Map to the Chalice of Mandragora?" Drago demanded, the Archdeacon had nothing to say and Drago threatened him with his Bullhook; screaming again as he demanded,"WHERE IS IT?!"
The Archdeacon narrowed his eyes and gathered up not only the courage but declared Emancipation. "It was foolish of me to have allowed you to take the Bewilderbeast Hatchling and become it's guardian through terrible means, it's time I set things right. I, the Archdeacon of the Mierviea Vde Rallie Cathedral declare liberation from the hatchling you have tortured and turned into your personal Machine of War in your conquest! You no longer possess any control over your slave that you have turned it into to" He declared as Drago dismounted his twin binded Whispering Deaths and yelled in a threatening tone
"That was years ago when the fear that consumed me had taken over, I have conquered it and I warned you before that a old soggy elder will kneel before me!" The Warlord yelled at him. The Archdeacon countered it with this final statement
"You are no God, you are a liar and power hungry warlord!" Drago hung his Bullhook and screamed at him
"I will not be denied!" He held back his Bullhook and slashed the Archdeacon, falling to the floor dead and bleeding out a pond of his blood yet again on the steps of the Cathedral; the same place where he murdered that Woman years ago
Jacqueline was most upset with the sight and wondered what will be the fate of her beautiful land now. Drayko turned to her and his Knights as he told them this,"It's not safe here, the Defenders of the Wing will protect you as they do with Mala; we must get back to Draconia" Drago spotted the Knights and forced his binded Whispering Deaths to fire away, with them escaping unharmed just as Viggo came out of the Cathedral he was sent into earlier and informed him. "The Map is nowhere inside"
"Viggo, tear this city apart until you've found the Map and bring any Dragon that the civilians are hiding; I want them ALIVE!" The Chieftain of the Hunters nodded and did what he was asked to do, though he felt like he was being cheated out of his little operations that he and Ryker were doing with their men
Back with the Knights, Drayko took a look at his Shoulder Guards which have been damaged; but he easily replaced them by going into his Satchel and taking out a pair of spare guards, just in case things like this happened. They were silver like his old ones but was more shining in a deep brass color, his Insignia was reflective but were stained with blood like before; he placed them back on and spoke to himself,"Just like new..." He continued flying on Toothless as he thought back to his own group of Dragons that were apart of his Renegade Reinforcement Defense group since each of the Knights had their own. His Dragons consisted of the following ones:
Champion Catastrophic Quaken A.K.A "Magmaheart": The Champion Catastrophic Quaken is a Titan Winged Quaken. It has the colour red, looking like it is covered in lava, with black spots all over its body, excepting the legs and the belly. Its wings are black. Its mouth is glowing orange and his tongue yellow
Razorwhip A.K.A Tomahawk: Dark Bronze with Red Edges of the sharp scales and green eyes, made an actual tomahawk from this little guy
Brute Skrill A.K.A Thunderclaw: Its body is mostly bronze with red and emerald on its wings. It has an emerald belly. It also has emerald around its eyes and red around emerald, it becomes darker with age
Stormcutter A.K.A Reignstorm: An Stormcutter whose scales are mostly dark blue, with light blue on it wings, tail and face. It has turquoise on its wings. It has dark stripes on its wings and enjoys Lightning and Rain, contrary to it's name. Drayko's Rainsuit was inspired by this appearance and is known as the Leader of the Renegade Reinforcement Defense, this is the Dragon that he seems to have the most interaction with
Eclipser: An Triple Stryker whose scales are black and metallic silver, Trained by both Drayko and General Scorpio and given to the Latter by the Former as an Gift of the Former's Leadership
Champion Triple Stryke A.K.A Mysticviper: Another Titan Wing Triple Stryke, It is Light Green with Blue and Cyan Wings. It's spikes and stings are white. Unlike others of it's own species, it shoots acid and can create a stream of acid from it's three tails. This was the Triple Stryke he had seen in his dream before in Berk
Battle Sword Stealer A.K.A Duskcutter: An Dragon whose scales are black and green along with it's own fire, loves collecting swords and weapons from fallen fields of war
Typhoormerang Titan A.K.A Dawntorch: It's Scales are Dark Red and Black, there's really nothing much to say about him except for that he's a better version of Torch
Flareswift: A Deadly Nadder who is mostly orange and pale green. He also is also light blue around his nose and legs, he is friendly and Mildew kept this Dragon secretly before his Death. It has an affinity and favorable taste for Red Oleanders
Deathly and Striker: An Zippleback whose scales are mostly dark forest green and dark crimson with an hazelnut underbelly, a malevolent looking version of Barf and Belch but more of an soft and defensive version with a darker color scheme
Desert Wraith (Sub Species of the Sand Wraith) Titan A.K.A Khonshu: An Dragon whose scales are mostly white with some cloud grey details and an silver underbelly, meant to reference the God of the Moon of the same name
Flightmare Titan A.K.A Phantomsmoke: An Flightmare whose scales greatly and obviously resemble an Titan Skrill with the color being translucent ghostly green, just like a true ghost
Toothless didn't mind at all if he went with any of these Dragons, he knew that he didn't want him to be captured since he is a Night Fury and everyone is after species like his; not even Dawntorch since he really was a better Torch than the Typhoomerang would ever be, his mother knew better than to anger Drayko as mentioned before. They continued flying through the sky and returning to the Archipelago without a moment to delay
It ain't the best Chapter so why the hell am I complaining? This story was full of grammatical errors after all so I'm doing what I can do to get rid of them all, nothing but that to worry about. I'm writing this all for you little readers so why skim through this story? If it's not interesting you to read further, this clearly ain't the story you're reading right now for you. Just Feel free to Review and Until we meet again...
TheLegendaryBlackDragonKnight
P.S: I was working an new weapon, an Battlestaff with retractable chainlinks that is styled after the Omega Primal Night Fury. But unfortunately I when I copied it to work on it, I unknowingly copied the next Chapter and lost the previous one. Dammit, well in the end I rewrote it's appearance and I believe that I made it look a lot better than before. Word of advice for you Readers: If you lost the previous appearance for what kind of Weapon/Item/McGuffin you're writing for your story, rewrite it and it will turn out to be better than before. Just don't make the same mistake I made, please...