Dragons do not shed a tear for those who they have lost, but they will not stand by while ones who took their beloved ones roam freely. They will avenge their fallen and confront their murderer as judge, punisher and executioner...
-Drayko Ryder
(A/N: Not even the hands of Hades could take him to the Underworld because he's just not yet ready for the Afterlife and comfort within the Elysium Fields, but that's an Story for the future in the Knights Of The Dragon Riders Trilogy. This Chapter is gonna be a long one as you've seen what kind of powers the Volcanripper has shown off in the previous Chapter, so let's see what kind of hell Drayko and the Volcanripper are thrown into next because Toothless will find them both. Enjoy!)
It was among an dark, raining and stormy day as the tidal waves slammed against the sharp and jagged stone rocks and boulders that stood as high as the sea stacks themselves; an corpse of an armored man was drifting and being carried by the angered seas of the Archipelago as the corpse was brutally slammed around and devoured by the splashes in the water, consumed in the waves as the corpse was trampled below and sunk beneath the surface. The blood spilled out like ink within the sea as the storms raged on, that was until an Seashocker caught him on it's back and surfaced above with his Birthmark glowing and his armor soaked with both the inky blood and rain upon the sea; the Arrow had vanished within a puff of Zippleback smoke as the corpse was now lying on it's stomach. The Seashocker swam through the Archipelago and split through the waves as the Tidal Dragon was making it's way to an nearby area within the Burning Barrens
Once arriving at the rocky black and beach that soaked up the blood and sea, the Seashocker had dropped him off and didn't to leave him there since the rain was hydrating them; but the lack of legs prevented him from carrying him to somewhere safe, and thus returned to the seas as Drayko began to awaken. He brought himself up and stood before the silent but warm Island as the rain continued to stream down on him, but Drayko immediately clutched his chest as the wounds began bleeding out some more and his pain had stabbed him everywhere on his heavily scarred body. Grunting in extreme pain from his previous fight, he looked at his new surroundings and moved on through the cliff and mountain like environment; with each drip of his own blood becoming a trail that would lead those who were following him right to where he was heading
Passing by some of the hot springs heated by the volcanic region of the Burning Barrens and into the thick woodlands, he pressed his right hand against an tree before forming it into a fist as he left behind an blood imprint of an gauntlet's fist on the tree; running along downwards in thick trails of streams that poured out from his flesh, before continuing onwards. Coughing out sputters and pricks of blood all the way through on his bathed and scarred armor, he even stopped to vomit some bile out before going on; he felt like he wanted to die but if he did, then Drago would see that his vengeance driven soul would be tortured in the Underworld while the False Dragon God enslaved all. But as he made his way out the thick woodlands, he found an tall cave that had been neighboring many stones
Climbing up the five stones that appeared from smallest and shortest to largest and tallest which led upwards like an staircase, he arrived at the entrance where the very light spring bud moon shined it's rays down onto him as they signified him like an Fallen Knight. Half of his body was covered in ever so streaming blood that covered his right side like tribal tattoos while the left remained shrouded in darkness, one arm holding the right side of the entrance and the other holding his bloodied chest; making his way down to the front of the rock before slumping down his back against it, drenched in the rain and bleeding down from face to boots. Removing his Armor and clothing underneath as he was left in nothing but long, ripped and baggy black shorts that he wore underneath his pants; reaching his knees as his chest had developed radically over the many months that have passed, facing trials of his bond with Toothless that were greater than the final death sentence of Red Death, the Bane of Queens
He looked down upon himself at his wounds and found that his nasty scratch dug deep into his flesh as there was an shard of the tidal jet mass that Drago's Bewilderbeast, the Black King fired out and was lodged into his wound. Taking deep breathes through his nose and getting ready to remove it, he gripped it tightly and began to slowly pull outwards; the pain sheared and spiked upwards as the blood further drenched him and his face scrunched in greater pain as the shard slowly but surely slipped free of his flesh with an squelch, as a spray of blood bathed in his hand
He must continue on with the treatment right away and finish before he may risk cutting his stomach open or suffer gangrene. With one last final tug and an scream, the shard of ice finally came free from his wound; tossing aside the bane of his horrible day beside him as he breathed heavily and held onto his wound before collapsing onto his side. About to go unconscious from the lack of energy and strength, he grabbed some nearby leaves and coated them within honey as he placed it all on his wound before resting through this horrible night; the last thing he could think of was the Knights being imprisoned in Darkheart Prison and being tortured to death until the final breath, but he knew about what they're capable of without him and they'll find their way out sooner or later. He just needed some refreshment from resting his filthy and restless old body
As the brand new morning arrived in the still dark russian, olive, fern, hunter, pine, pear, forest green sky that no longer rained before the sun came out and the moon was coming down all the way; Drayko laid against the rock that would become his bed, slumped against it and once again drenched in blood that gave him a fearsome shroud of tribal tattoos that slowly streamed down everywhere on his scarred body. Enveloping him in a scarred visage with his eyes closed as he remained asleep
Suddenly, the sounds of footsteps that pittered and pattered just outside the entrance of the Cave as Drayko opened his eyes; watching the entrance for what may come close to enter inside. If it were those Dragon Hunters then he would die by his own way until his final breath, he raised his Silver Knife in self defense and awaited as whatever was coming got closer and louder than before; breathing heavily but silently as the wound bled out and stained more of his skin. The echoes of the pitter and pattering footsteps arrived at the entrance and stopped as the being revealed itself as the same Wolf like Dragon who proved himself formidable and fought against his three opponents on the Isle of Night. Enveloped in the same fearsome shroud of Drayko's scarred visage and drenched in blood like tribal tattoos that slowly streamed down it's faces
Drayko immediately stopped as his Silver Knife was placed back in it's place as they both looked all so similar to each other: lonesome, bloody, fallen and without an ally to stand by with as they were now alone with no one but themselves. It's eyes pierced Drayko's dark forest green eyes while the latter's own did the same as the Dragon remained fierce while Drayko began to lose consciousness once again, returning to sleep in his drowsiness and thinking about what the "Volcanripper" as he would now forever name the species had gone through
Seeing that the man before him has passed out, the Volcanripper took it's leave and headed out to find some fallen leaves nearby from the trees; gathering them all into an pile before placing them within his kangaroo like pouch that all females have, although he's made it clear that he was an male before returning to the man and placing them atop of him. Evening covering his naked body with them as he once again left to hunt, they could really use an bite to eat just to keep up their strength and heal themselves quicker; besides, they haven't taken a bite in a long while at all
Drayko soon awakened from his sleep and found himself asleep in the leaves, was this the work of the Volcanripper who was responsible? He didn't seem to care any more or less, but what did bother him however was the scars that still bled out; although much less as he felt his strength returning from very faint to very weakly. He went over to where he hid his Armor that he didn't want to wear in front of the Volcanripper and retrieved an thread and needle to sew the wounds shut; stabbing inside and proceeding to close it, at least he didn't use tree bark because that would just make him grunt from the stinging pain. Grabbing his Battlestaff and making sure he had his Silver Knife with him, he left the Cave to go collect some grain, potatoes and porkbelly so he wouldn't have to starve
Returning afterwards to take a brief nap to regain more of his strength, with the hours passing by so quickly as the Volcanripper struck it's prey and left the Yak gruesomely both burned and disfigured; taking the meat and fur while leaving behind the unneeded organs, the latter of which since it was freezing out here thanks to the passing storm that came and gone not too long ago. The sky being an mauve and periwinkle purple color with the steel and airforce blue shades thrown in for an cold morning while the sun was up and out about
The Volcanripper returned to the Cave a few hours later and approached the man silently, awakening from the feeling of an shadowy presence as he kept his Silver Knife close to him. Thankfully it was only the scarred wolf who was still drenched in it's liquid and boiling darkblood, there clearly must've been the lava cracks on it's scales though; this Dragon also appeared to be carrying the meat of an large Yak, dropping it close to him and giving out an low growl. Drayko stood up and grunting in pain from the pins and needles, grabbed the Yak Fury and wrapped it around himself to head outside with his Battlestaff in hand; returning afterwards with what he needed for the food before going in the back to form some bread from the grains he collected. But also igniting the firewood with Inferno when the Volcanripper was not looking
The smell of the Yak meat intrigued the Volcanripper who had not eaten cooked flesh in a very, very long time and almost as if he had forgotten what it tasted like. Once the meat was finished in a medium rare style, he divided the meat with the Silver Knife and let the Volcanripper enjoy alone while he simply made his into an burger of sorts; with fries of course as a little side treat for him. While they ate alone in silence, Drayko thought back to what the Knights; let alone Dagur and Bladehead would say about this; his imagination drifted everywhere such as Fishlegs getting excited of an new Dragon, Raedwit letting Vixen climb onto him, Valka wondering how he would tame such beast while Dagur and Bladehead would laugh at him for befriending a "wee little pooch" that would bite his head off, rip his ball hair out and burn his flesh without a second though
He didn't give a shit at all, this Dragon saved him while he was also saving his ass as well; and they didn't even need words to express their thanks to each other. The Volcanripper enjoyed the cooked meat and even tried out the burgers that Drayko made, along with the fries to which afterwards felt like he wanted to try seconds because he just can't get enough of it all. With one last blob of the cooked meat, the Volcanripper threw it over to Drayko and in return; caught with it with one hand and threw the rest back as he tore off half of it, with the Volcanripper taking the offering. Although he threw it back to Drayko since he knows he'll be hungry. Soon after with an drink of carbonated liquid thanks to the man, they both decided to burn off the rest of the calories; giving off an loud burp before resting it all off
Drayko did the same and gave out an much louder burp while also ripping some ass, all while he continued on eating; thinking about his secret project that he was working on back at Draconia, which just so happened that the project he, Fishlegs, Raedwit, Bladehead and Eret were working on was Defender Dragon Armor as they all progressed further on it whenever the Knights were either asleep or out on their own adventures. They've made all kinds for many different Dragons, Drago Bludvist has his own enslaved Army and they were doing the same thing; except they were reinforcing them better and giving them the ability to shatter their opponent's armor since it was made using metal and not Gronckle Iron. Ah well, sure as hell didn't matter in the end as he planned on making some Armor for the newly discovered Volcanripper. It's the least he could do for them both
The next morning while the Volcanripper was out hunting once again, Drayko took this time to clean out the Cave they resided within and find some herbs to help with the wounds he suffered from his duel against Toothless; that Night Fury was in no way in god's fuckin' hell his brother that he was fighting, that just Hiccup begging for mercy from him. He just didn't care anymore since he just wanted to stay the hell far away from him, but also felt like he wanted to return as him; just to be punished some more and see how Berk has gotten even worse in his absence
Once he found the ingredients such as tea trees, cherry plums, rock roses and honey that he got from shooting down an nest from far away so that he wouldn't get stung, he returned afterwards and began to ground them all up into a paste; applying them directly in the sewn cut. But the Volcanripper had other ideas and licked his wounds before applying to his own, god dammit; he worked hard on that, come on! Just for some payback, although he knew both Wolf and Dragon's saliva had healing properties; he dipped his hand in the skull of an large deceased Sand Wraith skull that had been collecting water and threw some pricks with an small puddle of water at the Volcanripper
Bloody wounds still fresh and stinging like pins and needles, with it's scales steaming with an formidable temper; the Volcanripper lashed out at Drayko, barking and growling at him while the Knight only crossed his arms and continued giving off an angry frustrated look on his face. The Volcanripper continued growling at him before returning to his wounds, with Drayko applying very little of the herbal paste he made on his other wounds; the cuts were deep, bite marks were sharp and the bloodstains on him were filthy but the scars of the memories left him with much to think about. This Dragon was nothing like Storm, at least when he first met him; he developed a bitter bond with the Skrill himself; here he can't even trust himself to do the simplest things without having an heated incident with his newfound friend
As the moon came in the sky and the sun vanished below the horizons, the fire that kept the warmth to Drayko had long since burned out and left the Knight freezing; he wanted to put his Armor back on but not when the Volcanripper, whom he named "Chainsmoke and Brimstone" was nearby. He did want him to know who he was as he's come across some Hostile Dragons who attack his Kingdom when he's not there, but they only rarely ever appear and are driven out in the end with the lesson not to mess with him is known
The Volcanripper though, he looked back and saw that Chainsmoke and Brimstone had slept softly and silently in the night; curled up like an real wolf and warmed by it's heated, singed but dense fur that it possessed on him. The hard and molten scales resonated like lava that it seemed to breathe, but the shackles on the Volcanripper were just questionable; what were their purpose and did he want them removed? Did they bring back some horrible memories of being imprisoned within an volcano? He looked like he went into many different battles and thought of them as Medals of War and Order, so he definitely must've kept them on. But Drayko did not want to go anywhere near him at all, not even close to the Volcanripper as he stood up silently and looked back at the end of the Cave where he hid his Armor and Weapons before sneaking past Chainsmoke and Brimstone; sitting down outside of the entrance as he put his hand to his face and thought about Toothless
"Did anyone see... the way he looked at me? When I shot that Arrow through my jaw?" Drayko asked to no one but his thoughts. His Night Fury was devastated, but so was Vixen whom he never seemed to have time to snuggle, play or have fun with her anymore as Raedwit always took care of her since he's always too busy
The rays of the moonlight shined down on him and he thought back to their Duel between him and his Night Fury, his blood boiled with hatred and bubbled with anger as he snarled at the sight of Drago Bludvist; he hated that man more than anybody he has ever faced, worse than Stoick and worse than Captain Lech. All he wanted to do now was strangle him, but in the end he felt like he was stripped of everything; even the courage that he once had with him. He decided to head back in after some time thinking to himself and knowing that it was a dick move for one to invite one's self in, but not wanting to have another literal heated incident; he lied down on the stone ground from the far side of the Cave as he closed his eyes and waited for the sunrise so that the freezing would stop, clutching himself for whatever limited warmth he had left
Unknown to him, the Volcanripper listened in on everything that he was doing before resting; shaking his head at the man who thought he would rather freeze than go near him, hearing that it was considered rude to invite himself in as well as not wanting to be engaged in another incident. Was it really that hurtful? All he was really saying to him was not to worry about him since he can take care of his own wounds, because he's dealt with bigger fights than this. Chainsmoke breathed one out through his snout and stealthily came over to him, but Brimstone's nose caught the scent of something as they both dragged the man up the slop and placed him where he originally slept
Brimstone used his instincts and moved towards the shadows as Chainsmoke spotted something, it appeared to be Armor and an Sword with four narrow diagonal X-Wings acting like the crossguard. Strangely intrigued as they both returned to the man and as they started suspecting something about him, they curled around and slept peacefully
Drayko felt the black fog of Draumur that consumed his sleep fade as he felt disturbed by the sudden warmth feeling, what he was feeling was like fire; volcanic fire to be exact, that was hot enough to warm somebody in the cold tunderous blizzards of the winter. But he also felt the ticklish feeling of someone stroking his Birthmark, which happened to glow and couldn't help but twitch and chuckle quietly; the forked tongue ran across his scars but he couldn't care less since it also touched his very sensitive Birthmark
Then there was this motion of his mattress rising and descending, almost like an living mattress; surely this wasn't the work of Blight, he hasn't seen that Demon for quite somewhile. But he had to wonder to himself, what exactly was happening at Mierveia Vde Rallie at the moment? Clearly the whole land wasn't taken over by the Demons, that's something that just can't be done alone right there. Now who exactly was responsible for being this living mattress? Awakening very briefly, he now saw that the Volcanripper had curled around him on it's side and seemed to have developed an attachment towards him; holding him closely with it's claws and legs, but he also now took notice of it's kangaroo like pouch on him
Clearly he couldn't really identify him as an Female as they took a much more motherly way of acting as he may call it, this might be where his species carried their Hatchlings and Younglings since there are differences to distinguish them both. Hatchlings were exactly like what they said: hatched from the egg and still young like an newborn while Younglings were growing up into be juveniles before coming adults, broad wings and eventually Titan Wings
Now with Chainsmoke and Brimstone giving him warmth through the night, he slept closely towards the underbelly and laid his head on the warm and singed fur that left little ashes of the volcanic Dragon flying. None of them getting onto his skin at all, just look at his horrible and awful looking face; it was terrible and he didn't want any other Dragon to see him like this, but the Volcanripper here didn't seem to react with disgust on their faces. Instead they assumed it was a sign of being in many battles of the Wars and coming out as the victor with scars of the aftermath. He snuggled in closely towards the Volcanripper and silently thanked his new friend for keeping him warm within the night
In the meantime with Toothless, he had made arrived at the rocky black sand beach secretly thanks to the Black King controlling the Tidal Dragons to guide him here to the Burning Barrens. The Night Fury proceeded on following the bloody trail that Drayko left behind, knowing that it had to be his brother as he was desperate to find him; wanting to reunite with him and regretting his actions after being possessed
As he roamed the environment and restlessly searched all around, he happened to find a bloody gauntlet fist imprint that was still streaming down; it was half dried but Toothless simply took an blood sample and examined closely as it was the same Redblood that he was looking for. Now that it was clear that Drayko was within these woods, he continued on his search as he couldn't be any further away from where he was at
HTTYD
From the next morning that came, Drayko was outside of the Cave that he and his new friend resided within. The Volcanripper was out hunting once again, wanting to try out those burgers and fries of his he made since he can't get enough of them. He did of course learn that Volcanrippers ate fish as well as rocks, but hated eels so much that they actually burn and destroy them before sniffing out every last one of them to make sure they don't infect anybody else. Oh man, how he should've met this Drago years earlier...
The sky above was an dark tazanite, mitten, juice, royal, wisteria, eggplant and violet color above in the top; with the sky also featuring tiger, fire, sandstone, yam, marmalade, rust, ginger and clay orange thrown into the mix as well. But it did not end there as some mahogany, jam, merlot, cherry, brick, currant, lipstick and blush red was seen in the warm morning; finally ending with the laguana, banana, tuscany, gold, royal, flax, cyber, mellow and fire yellow sunlight that shined high above the edge over the horizon within the distance while the sky above still remained in an dark coal, metal and charcoal black sea of stars that twinkled with each passing moment. The clouds were swirling but remained calm as they moved across without an blink and miss feeling
He also had an new outfit on him that he happened to wear underneath his Armor, which consisted of these: The dual beaked shoulder guards had bold nordic wolf designs as the bottom of the first had an black foxtail knot around the edges while the second had an slightly long black and beaked rerebrace on the bottom, that went on the front and back side; studded to keep both of the ends together
The upper chesplate had narrowed but thick diagonal straps that went down together on both sides, left side being an smooth dark crimson red while the middle was black and studded before finally, the right was a dark shadow and dark pebble grey color with horizontal lines like an reptilian underbelly; forming nine segments of squares, while the neck had an wing and poet type collar. The rest of the dark shadow and dark pebble grey tunic had twin cobras with four narrowed slits and five pairs of spikes atop the flats with tusk like fangs on the sides, their underbelly having markings on the sides and still sporting the horizontal line pattern like all reptiles have; while it's underbelly pattern was also atop the hood as well; all on the sides of his chest facing towards it. having an tight fitting vertical ribbed belt featuring the Draconia Crest: A Titan Wing Night Fury flying over an crescent moon. He wore an long kilt that went down to the top of his knees and was half closed in front of the belt buckle, with two long and square linked belts dangling on both sides. Underneath his chestplate was an raven and midnight black sleeveless upper tunic that an thick, diagonally ribbed downward pattern like Viggo's but also had an dark trout and nickle grey filling in the cracks
His sleeves were made of dark crimson scales and his dark shadow and dark pebble grey vambraces were edged off on both ends while the thick pattern was the same as the straps on his chestplate; two sides were black and studded while the middle had the same underbelly pattern, which coiled around downwards three times. His black evening gloves were tight and horizontally ribbed upwards to the fingers, having been dual layered with scales of an Dragon for defense against fire. His pants were vertically striped and thick ribbed, having an dark wood brown to black and dark sand dollar tan color; made from thermal Volcanripper fur that was short and slightly fuzzy, tightly fitting around his waist and having scales underneath for defense against fire. His black boots had engraved designs of plasma flames on the sides that gave off an reflective jade green, teal blue, sunrise orange and lipstick red color; the front of the boots went upwards with an horizontal lined reptilian underbelly pattern, while the the face was the same Owl as seen on the crest of the Owl Gut Tribe. Finally, He wore black thin frame glasses with squished black octogonal lenses
Drayko had also taken the shard of brimstone that the Volcanripper left behind and by using the leftover scales, he lit the custom made cigarette and proceeded to smoke. There's no nicotine involved so it's completely safe, it's just brimstone and lava; nothing like tabacco at all. Right now he was just taking an smoke break outside and thought about what Toothless could be up right now, he was unaware of the fact that he jumped down after him and was now trying to find him
He looked down at the Red Tailfin he took from Toothless so Drago would not fly on his back and breathed one out through his nose, also thinking back to Vixen and how she was devastated by this false suicide; but Speedy would be even more so since he started to develop a bond to him and would even disregard his own pack just to be with his family he found in the Knights of the Dragon Riders. He's quite the devastator right there isn't he? Another thing that's been changed was that he gave himself an razor pen tattoo of an Titan Wing Night Fury flying over an crescent moon on the unshaved sides of his head that were hidden by his long hair; speaking of which he also used some ink that he received awhile back at Draconia to change his Birthmark into an Titan Wing Night Fury while also changing his arms into smoky plasma flames as seen on the Owl Gut Tribe's crest, although he would hide this change under the bracer and shoulder guard tattoos should he return to Berk as Hiccup
He looked out into the distance of this new land he was in, where up north he could see the many Dragons that roamed the rocky cliffs with an rope bridge stretching over an wide and deep ravine. The terrain there was all blazed in the morning turning to midday sun like the Draconia Rookery and featured some very rocky mountains, deep forests and some very treacherous cliffs where the bay's water would turn red like blood near the other surrounding isles in this region; to which he decided to call it Bloodspilt Bay due that feature alone. But then there was just that annoyance that bothered the hell out of him, there was Dragon Root growing here of all places and those Dragons could get infected by them; as well as the threat of the Dragon Hunters using this place for their operations
He put out his cigarette and did his part by removing the sources of the Dragon Root that grew here, which he decided to name this place: "Dragonscale Cliff" because this place would look great if it were anywhere near Draconia. Looking overhead, he saw that some of the Dragons were just about doing what they do best and even noticed that they had their own disposal to use; Vikings were really stupid enough to think they can't make their own bathrooms, instead they fly in the air and began an shower of shit upon them all. What a load of reptilian dicks...
As the hours passed and Drayko removed the last of the Dragon Root before nullifying the effects in the sea, before replacing them all with some garlic grass to replace the Root. He decided that he could really use an bath, he smells like hot and smelly shit; which of course Dragonscale Cliff had it all: New Dragon, garlic grass, deep forests, towering rocky cliffs, tall mountains, native fauna like raccoons, foxes and wolves of course, Eel and Root free environments, black sandy and rocky beaches, charming sunsets and now some hot springs for him to relax in. He approached one of them in particular and as nobody was nearby, stripped himself down to the baggy ripped shorts as he slowly got in; the warm water cooling himself off and breathing one out through his nose, feeling soothed as if he was in the comfort of his Night Fury
But what was once silent quickly turned into something else by the time he sunk his belly into the warm water and sat down on the rock step below him, he heard some sounds of tapping, rustling, flapping and affectionate cooing as he covered his face and looked up from the water; oh dear, it's happened again. Many of the female population of Dragons were now peeping on him, interested in watching the man before them in the hot springs; Nadders, Nightmares, Rumblehorns, Grapple Grounders, Gronckles, Quakens, Whispering Deaths, Shovelhelms, Firefangs, Bullroughers and even Flightmares were all around him. Some of them came over to him and began cooing affectionately, licking him and one Flightmare in particular wrapped him around her wings as she snuggled closely
Obviously the fact that Drayko was covering his ashamed face did not go unnoticed by the Female Dragons that surrounded him, they crept closer and sniffed him; Drayko knew what they wanted to know and covered his face further. The Flightmare who had her wings wrapped around him had come into the water of the hot spring and stood in front of him, Birthmark glowing and hearing her encouragement to show his face; for they continued to persist until he finally began removing his arms and fully revealing what he was so ashamed of
"If you weren't there when I fought my own Night Fury under the control of Drago's Bewilderbeast, owned by the Devil named Drago Bludvist; then your asses are going to be confused" As expected, the Dragons snarled at that name and came closer to hear the tale. To which he began telling his story and how he ended up here on Dragonscale Cliff, to which the Dragons listened in closely and nuzzled against him for how much he had lost before he ended with this:
"I can't even tell why the hell I'm alive, that Arrow should've killed me; unless Raedwit had one last trick up that sleeve of his..." He thought as he finished the story, an real tragedy to have been apart of. The Flightmare ultimately ended up kissing him on the lips as Drayko felt nothing and continued on while the Dragon floated on her back, now basking in the moment as his lips were coated in algae; seeing nothing but hearts in her eyes (A/N: I just had to add this in... heheheh)
But this did not last very long because as the next moment past, an pair of Nightmare Talons latched onto Drayko's arms and flew off into the sky before slamming Drayko onto the ground; pinning him with one of his talons before backing away to gather his distance, allowing Drayko to get up. When he did, he saw that it was an Titan Wing that assault him just now; but this was the same one who fought against Chainsmoke and Brimstone on the Isle of Night, having escaped to survive by healing it's wounds
Drayko said nothing to the Titan Wing Nightmare as he gripped and ignited Inferno tightly, although his opponents wounds were still present on it's scales; it started off by charging towards Drayko's chest to which the Knight had dashed out of the way and slashed it's wing before sending a kick to his jaw. Deflecting the Dragon's own kick and an horn charge before he was bit in the back and thrown to the other side of the Arena where they fought in
Now standing with his back bleeding from the bite mark, he can't even heal without being attacked at all. God dammit, why can't recover in peace at all? The Titan Wing held no punches back and immediately slid into him, kicking him in the chest before he was countered by Drayko slashing across his face with his fiery blade; causing some darkblood to spill. However, this Titan Wing ignored the pain and continued his assault onto Drayko; with the Knight swinging his blade against the talons, claws and jaw of the enraged beast as he was getting bruised, bloodied and beaten yet again
Once Drayko was wounded and weak enough, the Nightmare charged forward and began his relentless barrage of attacks that broke through his defense and began slashing his chest with his claws before stomping on his heavily bleeding Right Leg. It was wrapped in a filthy, smelly and yellowish brown bandage that was wrapped around tightly underneath his knee and it has been stained with age ever since his fight with Captain Lech. After the Nightmare proceeded to uppercut him with a kick to the face that had his nose bleeding, Drayko made a run for it was he was in no condition to fight against this Hostile Dragon who wanted him dead; but this foe had other plans and began chasing him all through Dragonscale Cliff, running and jumping over the rocks and hazards as he was forced to dodge incoming streams of kerosene that the Titan Wing shot at him
Meanwhile, Chainsmoke and Brimstone had been hunting and returned to the Cave to bring in the food as they were healing quite tremendously well; but they saw no sign of the man at all, growling at his absence but also deciding that this may be the chance to explore the one sport that they saw the Armor last night. Walking over to the hiding spot and taking not only the Armor and Shield out, but also an Book that he seemed private about sharing with them
He examined them closely and noticed that the man made some slight improvements on them, nothing too major really; just some extra design elements added in. First, there was an golden tan brass crescent moon that matched the one he saw on the man's back tattoo on the chest and seemed to be zipped down some more to reveal some chest skin; second there seemed to be an pair of shuriken shaped objects on both the Gauntlets and Boots: it was thick, black and sharp with an red diamond in the middle, located exactly as mentioned before as the sharp points seemed to have multiplied by two and were longer that the ones layered above; the Volcanripper wondered what purpose they could serve before examining the other object
Coming over to examine the Book, they lowered their scales down to warm enough not to burn it on accident and read the title that was written in Dragonese: Book of Dragons
HTTYD
Originally, the Book of Dragons was a large book whose ancient leather stamped cover which was evidenced thanks to the darker brown color each of the corners had a knotwork design of three rings with a X-letter cross in them and the rings looking like horizontal oval shaped eye like designs since the border that made up the entirety of the cover on all sides; being in the shape of a vertical rectangle as two sides on the top to the bottom also had two disconnected ends from each other on the left to right, having two small square shaped links with the third one being left smooth. The corners of also had a outward curved hook and the cover consists of a knotwork ring with the Hairy Hooligans Tribe crest on the front, being a Timberjack but is now replaced with the Night Fury crest that didn't have a moon for it to fly over now. What a shame, bummer man... very sad. Now, it's back cover edges had a square tile for each corner to have it be raised a little bit off the table whenever it was placed down on a flat surface; it was just a detail thought to be added. Using Draconia leather for the extremely strong as well as endurable covers as it was used for the armor along with a number of various uses, flexible too. The corners now had darker edges that were covered with scalene triangular plates, that were used for the book's back corners except in a square shape mentioned before. The entire front had a disc on the front matching his shield as the four corners were also taken up by the original four dragons from a Deadly Nadder to Zippleback designed after Stormfly to Barf and Belch respectively on the top corners, as well as Hookfang to Meatlug on the bottom corners; the top having a Night Fury hovering in mid-air looking directly at the reader that has been of course designed after Toothless having a brown tailfin, the core in the center having a shining light behind him. Having the inner borders have a thin vertical stripe at first, with a thick one in the middle along with a thinner black stripe for the third one and a medium sized one that stood in front of the other three. As to be expected the whole front cover had a color is from the outer to the core, an gondola brown to an flame pea orange along with an burnt umber brownish red to an metallic copper brown and at last a confetti cream yellow for the light in the center. Each of the corners of the borders had a disc for the respective classifications of the dragons depicted, speaking of which the borders also extended into an short horizontal edge that met in the middle of the two lines of hieroglyphic text from the Glyphic Ruins that was explored once; turning out to be Old Kingdom Dragonese though wasn't known until the later time, just thought it might look cool to have and also extended out onto the sides too in fact when the corners were all just L-letter shaped inner corners. Even then this book had an rich gold to hawaiian tan tint wash when exposed to the sunlight and eventually added on in the time modifications were taken to better fit the ideal life of dragon taming and riding. The texture of the entire book had a raised scale to a series of inward pores having been laid atop of something like a rugged carpet for example. Furthermore were four squares both of them shaped like the back cover square pads but these ones had details on the front this time, the top left to the bottom right had four lines with two short strokes across on all four sides while the diagonal edges had an X-letter shaped cross; the top right to bottom left had Terrible Terrors to chimeras of the like in each of the two of them which had a square shaped hawk head as their horns actually consisted of triangular upward facing dual ears which also went horizontally straight below them, the tips of both of their tails was an triangular shaped arrow shape and not only faced toward the left but also in that instance had a right paw raised with their left leg forward and their right leg straight. The spine of the book had double parallel raised ridges on the top to bottom, all parts of the book like this and the details were raised; seemingly made out of a slightly fuzzy linen that's just as smooth as it was fuzzy. At the inside detailed on solid beige and parmesean pages, that there was so much more than what the Vikings know about Dragons; everything in this book had it all when it comes to information about dragon riding. Finally, the depictions of the dragons were better detailed as they're not only colored but given everything that's to be known as well; but it is also loaded with a few traps to keep their enemies out of the secrets of what the book contains and is kept sealed by a trio of three armor plated buckles from beltstraps, one of the traps included an spring device that lunges out to punch the enemies across hard enough to knock them out in the face and head causing great pain when this happens
What caught his fierce eyes was the Night Fury on the cover, it looked like the same on the shield
He looked through the pages and found what was called Classifications: Strike, Sharp, Fear, Stoker, Boulder, Mystery, Tracker, Tidal and Unknown were all apart of it; going through some of the pages such as the Deadly Nadder which was in both Sharp and Tracker with some Dragons having information that stated: "Until more is discovered about this Dragon, it would be moved to an New Class" Eventually he landed on his own page which was titled "Volcanripper" as the man sure took his time at adding in the amazing detail, effort and full color artwork put into it; being classified as an Strike and Fear Class and originally classified as Mystery until the man found out more about him. He even got his own description for him that wrote this
"This maverick of an Dragon is literally known as an: Lone Wolf, as the Volcanripper mostly travels alone; but will not hesitate to travel in packs. Females are known to have pouches for their young but there are rare to common instances were Males have them. The shackles on them is a mystery to those who've tamed such Dragon, but their stealth and firepower is a force to be reckoned with"
That part was true, no prey was safe while he roamed Dragonscale Cliff. He continued reading and saw that the man mentioned his abilities, instincts and loyalties to the one who tames it as the Dragon knows between good and evil, it's habitats and more. But when he flipped the page, he noticed an picture of an familiar person with the same Night Fury and recognizes that it was the same man; reading his name as "The Legendary Dragon Rider, Drayko Ryder" which he'll get onto that in a minute, right now he read an description on how to tame Dragons like him. Which just so happened to read this:
"No one has ever dared to train an Volcanripper due to it's fearsomely deadly appearance and the dark mist shrouding the mystery behind this Dragon. To tame such one for your own cause for all Dragons: Like all others show no sign of intention to murder, and when you hear the sound of this wolf sniffin' you; remain calm and you'll hear it's silence as the warm scales of it's volcanic body defends you against all harm that goes against you, the Volcanripper itself and even the Dragons of other blood"
Chainsmoke and Brimstone thought back to when he first met the now identified "Drayko Ryder" and how despite writing alot about him in the Book of Dragons, he never spoke a single word to him at all; but then again he thoguht back to when he fought the three Dragons and killed two of them while the Titan Wing had barely escaped with it's life. His ears picked up the sound of an fight unfolding and went over to investigate in the distance, sensing danger nearby as he ran towards the fight to defend Drayko from any further harm
As Toothless reached to where the trail of blood from his brother had led him at Dragonscale Cliff, he followed the scent of Drayko to an Cave where there was more than a sign that he was recovering from their duel against each other. His Armor, Shield and the Book of Dragons was lying in front of him along with his Red Tailfin which he proceeded to place back onto him and placed everything else in the duffelbag before running off
Desperate for his brother, he ran into the Volcanripper whose sense of alarm told him that Drayko was getting bombarded and slammed brutally by an Titan Wing Nightmare that escaped him on the Isle of Night; in response, Toothless jumped onto him as Chainsmoke and Brimstone took off to the skies as it would be much easier to spot him
Toothless could only hope that his brother was alright, that they may be able to save him in time before the Titan Wing takes him away from him again; especially what happened last time with Drago and his forced sacrifice to escape the Hunters
The fight was long, but brutal as Drayko was worse than heavily weakened just as he was about to be drained of his stamina from being chased; the Titan Wing had decided to take this as a challenge by firing at the loose rocks and creating an landslide towards the Dragons. Drayko ultimately ran over to take the hit as he was trampled by the boulders in the process and when he saw that he was about to fire his stream of kerosene towards the group, he used the last of his stamina to run over and block the shot with his back. "NO!"
The blast of the flaming stream of kerosene struck his back as it was blazing hot, as falls of molten fire streamed downwards and began to make him suffer blistering pain; sliding towards the edge of the cliff as Drayko used his fading strength to keep all the other Dragons away from falling over, yelling and screaming in agony as the heat continued to burn his back and the combined pain from the earlier landslide gave him very little chances of survival. But the Titan Wing attempted to kill him by launching another landslide that had him sacrifice himself to push the others out of the way
Some of the Dragons restrained the Titan Wing and held him down from causing anymore pain to this man who was saving them, Drayko fully slowed down at the edge and let out an painful and prolonged grunt of an scream; finally seeing that it was now all over and the Dragons were safe, but at the massive cost of his strength as he felt like he wanted to sleep. He began to tip towards the edge and fall, but some claws, talons and wings have caught his unconscious body before carrying their hero safely away from the cliff; placing him on the soft ground as they all gathered around him, looking down
"Is he alright?" One of them asked
"So... this is Drayko Ryder, he's not what I was expecting" Another stated truthfully
As they finally saw Drayko unmasked, they found out that it only an hatchling; no older than one of their own sons. The same Whispering Death from before who was now grown up had looked over him, Toothless had arrived on the scene to see his brother in a horrible state; cooing and rubbing against him: bloodied, battered and beaten just as he was beginning to heal. Believing that his brother may not survive, Toothless had stabbed himself with his own claws and shed his own darkblood into Drayko's opened wounds; allowing it to seep inside his bloodstream and with the darkblood now tainting his human blood that fully entered and took over, his wounds began to heal themselves quickly and thus started to awaken
Although his sight was blurry, he could see many of the Dragons looking down on him; feeling his own face by his hand and realizing that he was yet again humiliated in front of everyone, but was now worse thanks to these people being Dragons of all beings. He didn't want them to see him like this at all, Toothless was the only Night Fury who could see him but found him nudging him softly as he took a breath of relief; as he sat up, an Grapple Grounder assured him: "Everything's alright Æðelin" It was then that some hatchlings came over to bring him something that Toothless had in his mouth
It was his Mask, the one blown off of his face when Drago forced him to fire an Plasma Bolt against him; he looked up at the hatchlings who told him this: "We won't tell anyone"
"Bullshit" He responded with his infamous tone of voice as he placed it back on his face and steadily stood up with the help of the scaly beasts that surrounded him, knowing that he would never get this sort of help from the Hooligans
But nothing was over as the Titan Wing had broken free and threw Drayko over to the side, wanting to finish this alone, standing up heavily as he drooped downwards; "You fight him, you fight all of us!" The Whispering Death shouted as the Dragons appeared before the Nightmare, ready to defend him for saving them. However the Titan Wing remained unfazed as he let off an powerful Wing Blast that sent some of the Dragons away while sending others to the ground before charging against Drayko once more, sinking his sharp fangs into the Knight's Right Leg before throwing him to the side; violently ripping it off in the process
From the amount of blood he lost in that fight he can't win, Drayko stood haphazardly with one leg while his other one bled out, but ended up collapsing onto his arms as the Nightmare charged forwards; ready to kill him before Toothless fired off an Plasma Bolt against him just as he was about fire off his stream of kerosene, allowing Chainsmoke and Brimstone to take him head on as they still have an score to deal with. Because of Toothless' earlier action, the Nightmare was left stunned
The Volcanripper's heads both unleashed an tornado of lava and an pyrolastic cloud of flames onto the Titan Wing, heavily striking him down as Drayko commando crawled his way towards his Right Leg before taking it from his jaws; sticking it back where it belonged, hurting like a bitch but at least he was able to stand up again. But the Nightmare proceeded to slash him across and against the stomach, collapsing once again as Chainsmoke and Brimstone placed him in their pouch before readying both heads to attack again
Suddenly before they could do anything else, an Green Gronckle and Black 'n Yellow Triple Stryke shot down from the sky and ruthlessly took on the Titan Wing Nightmare; beating him senselessly to death due to being weakened from long and relentless fight. An desert clothed man whose face was not seen in an cloak gave the orders to "Shattermaster" who was the Gronckle and "Sleuther" who was the Triple Stryke to leave their opponent for dead; as they've got other matters to deal with, following the order without question as they left him at the mercy of the other Dragons to finish him off
Returning to the Cave that Drayko and the Volcanripper resided in as the desert clothed man and his two Dragons arrived at the entrance where the light was pouring inside, bringing out an familiar looking Axe that Toothless remembered all too well. "I knew that warning of mine was too good to be true, now you see what happens when you go up against an Madgod like Drago?" He asked in a gravely and raspy voice before turning his attention to Toothless, asking him by his nickname that clearly revealed his identity to him; "Remember me, Mr. Deathkiller?"
The Night Fury growled, immediately knowing who it was as this Human was none other than the man who tortured Hiccup in his younger years; the man who fought against Drayko and the man who was the Chieftain of the Berserker Tribe, Dagur the Deranged has returned!
He looked a lot more different then the last time he was seen, lacking his helmet and now having an long brazen irish red hair and beard with his three cerulean to carolina blue scars on his left eye; along with his revenge list on his left forearm, but now had some veiny red burn wounds on the other side of his face and looked more muscled than previously. He was now armored with an wood to mocha brown leather and Gronckle Iron Skrill chesplate as well as some knee pads, with two two vambraces and similar ones on his boots that he never stopped wearing; adorning an leather and metal battleskirt that didn't hinder his moments. His Axe was now made of Gronckle Iron and seemed to be alot more sharper and destructive, as well as bigger and slightly thicker. Dagur's dark basil green eyes that he shared with Heather were wild and vicious, but had no intent on attacking them both
"Go ahead, fire up your bitching Plasma Bolt up my ass; just a rebel whose leading the Sons of Drayko Ryder against that traitorous Savage whose leading MY TRIBE against me, nothing for me to let you know that times have changed since we last met. I'm gonna have his ass mounted on my throne when I return, now where is that little bastard Mr. Deathkiller?" He asked
"Look again, Dagur" Drayko told him, holding his Shield down with Inferno by his side; shirtless and bathing in bloody scars that would soon heal themselves, prior to this he came out and waited for his wounds to heal quickly enough to stand up
"Ah brother, you have not changed at all since the last time we fought. Now let's cut the shit right away, I've been hiding from the Archipelago for many months and even a single year; leading your sons against my traitorous rebellion. They've captured and locked me up on Outcast Island before I broke out and intended that I teach them them a lesson of why you don't go against Your Derangeness" Punching his hands together, breathing brokenly due to his unstable mind
"Where the hell have you been, Dagur? Your sister Heather has been looking for you this whole time and now you decide to show up out of nowhere, at least you saved our asses" Drayko told him
"What a big surprise! I didn't know I had a sister, who would've guessed that I found out the hard way when I nearly tore apart my whole god damn hall!" Dagur sarcastically sounded surprised before he shouted
"Dagur, you were right about what you told me after our Duel. Drago Bludvist has captured the Knights and the Dragons, they're being held up at Darkheart Prison; they have your sister and they have both my mom and Eret, he's planning to kill them first" That explanation had nearly caused Dagur to rip apart his own skull and flesh as his anger rose above the limit
"Then there's no time to lose! Shattermaster, Sluether; we're raiding a prison tonight!" Dagur yelled to his two Dragons
Chainsmoke and Brimstone walked up to Drayko and looked him fiercely in the eyes, knowing that they've decided to stay by his side. "Blood Bond I assume?" They both nodded all at once as Drayko placed his Armor back on and mounted onto Toothless, equipping himself with his weapons and attaching an Megapult Attachment onto his Crossbow; now having the ability to fire 10 Arrows and Crescent Blades at once thanks to this attachment
"Damn, I need a ornate Shield like that for my sister; then she'll really be kickin' some ass"
"Once Heather is safe in your hands, consider it done. Take a Dual Pair since you have two main Dragons of your own. Now, let's rock" Dagur nodded as they left the Cave and took off into the sky as their next stop was Darkheart Prison. Ready to rescue their friends and family, with the Volcanripper following Drayko closely and ready to help him as apart of his own Blood Bond he forged between themselves
Now with Dragonscale Cliff marked on Drayko's Map, he decided to rename the Burning Barrens into something a little more of his own taste: "Flaming Deathlands" as the previous name just wasn't too much of what it showed as it was mostly an volcanic region consisting of but not limited to: Hollow Woods, Bloodspilt Bay, Dragonscale Cliff, Seas of Warring Storms, Dragon Island and Blood Briar Island; regardless if that was actually located at the Northeast of the Dragon's Edge. Nevertheless, the Edge and Blood Briar Island were both considered to be apart of Flaming Deathlands territory
That was ONE HELL of a Chapter to read there wasn't it? Man I write so much that I don't even know how many words there are because WordPad doesn't have an word count at all, all that matters in the end is that Drayko and Toothless finally reunited as the former now has the Darkblood of the Dragons within him; that 'oughta amplify him even further and this of course now officially makes an "Half-Darkblood" nowadays. But it doesn't really mean anything of course, it's just something I though I throw in there
The next Chapter's a short one as it involved both Drayko and Dagur the Deranged going through the Maze of Mirrors just to enter inside Darkheart Prison without ever needing to actually attack the prison itself. Oh and there's some backstory to Hiccup Horrendous Haddock I's Past where he met Wodensfang and how the rest was history, because you know that "Dragon Jewel" that has the power to send all Dragons into extinction because one of them contains a deathly disease? Well I've integrated that into here, but now with a different name and shape; as it's much worse but thankfully, the actual thing is nowhere to be found so that no one may ever get their hands on it now
That one scene with the Dragons was from Spider-Man 2 by Sam Raimi and the Volcanripper interaction was from Samurai Jack: Season 5, Episode "XCIV" Just thought I might clear that up for you Readers as if it wasn't too obvious. Remember this little suggestion of mine: Don't like it, don't read it. Otherwise, Feel free to Review and Until we meet again as I will return...
TheLegendaryBlackDragonKnight
P.S: I was looking at the Gallery for Drago's Traps and saw that some of the machines that Bludvist's Army of Dragon Hunters uses, many of them don't really have any names and they're just there. I was thinking about giving them names since one of them was named the "Slavic Ground Bringer" which you can find on the HTTYD Wiki. Oh and by the way I've written down the description of the Dragon Eye II, here it is:
The Dragon Eye II looked the original one as it was a longer tube device with thick rings all around it, the closest one where the clear projection gemstone being shaped like a Night Fury's head with seven buttons on the end that all sported the symbols of the classifications from the Book of Dragons; including the removed Fear Class and the custom Unknown Class. The head of course was in a larger, bulkier and sharper build with their silver tribal upwards spiked skull like tattoos on their scales; still featuring their dark crimson to lipstick red backwards curved spikes on their foreheads with long black dual catfish mustache whiskers that were next to each other on both sides, although spaced out to make sure they're not together as they were made of chains. Their narrowed eyes with black labradorite gems for their scleras with very dark and saturated emerald dilated to slitted pupils, all while they featured sharper and deadlier fangs all around the sides of the mouth that went up and down with two diagonally curved to the projector gemstone itself; although they never hindered the light that was projected at all. Their sharper ears like blades also featured two cobra fang like earrings for some decoration, with their refined arms and legs sporting some bloodstained bronze claws and talons it had on the back and front; for more decoration there was a black forked tongue that was barbed with some sandpaper scrapping like texture that felt like a salivaless tongue that was always hanging out like a wolf. It's dark and very saturated gemstones featured were a ruby, spessartite, chrysoberyl, emerald, sapphire, tanzanite, ametrine, bronze topaz, turquoiuse, caribbean and peridot
Below it featured a dark pebble to shadow grey horizontally lined underbelly which were spaced out between them in a pattern like all Dragons had, for some extra detail of course. The double edged and bladed axe like tailfin was on the top fitted in with the white and dark crimson flesh to black spines; featuring two curved appendages going up and downwards on both of the curled tips with two more on the sides; while having some arm and leg spikes on the back of course. It was not without having to adorn lots of dark crimson, dark pebble to shadow grey and black tribal tattoos on the wings, sides of the bodies, ears, eyes, face, tail, arms, legs and even on the chest. It's lower cheeks also had sharp spikes and ears sporting them as well with it's four big and sharper than previously wings sporting deep and dark crimson wild and unstable plasma bolt flames, and the head itself was a black to dark seaweed to olive green tint. Their wrists and forearms of course had the red curved backwards spikes as well. With some twin sharp dorsal spines that were going down from it's neck. The device itself also featured twin foldable tri-pods for it to stand up and form into a mount, as they all had Dragonese Runes and symbols for the Dragon that it represents on them. Rest of it had many rotating rings and was two times bigger than the original one. Coming with a hidden but easy slot for the lens to be inserted and use the fire of any Dragon once it's been used one time by the one who uses this model, it was also really easy to handle too. It's defensive and evil traps consisted of deadlier versions that were found thanks to exploring other regions of the Archipelago. Finally, it featured it's own Lens based on the same Dragon that it was designed after