Hey everyone! Here's chapter five. Sorry it took me so long to post this but I was preoccupied with a few personal matters. Anyway, I'll spare you the boring lecture. Please, enjoy!


Marcy froze like a statue the moment she heard a voice coming from outside of the tree house. More so that they island from which no one in this world was able to find had finally been discovered. It was impossible from her standards. She and Toothless made sure that they weren't followed every time they returned from their missions. And plus, it was definitely hidden from King Andrias's prying was no way that he or anyone should be able to find it. Then again, if Tulip and Amity found this place just on their own, then perhaps it was to be discovered in the long run.

But either way, she knew that they were in real danger. She did not know who this person was or what he wanted, but she knew that he meant business. And would probably stay until he is given an answer. She quietly made her way towards the door. Planting her ear against the wood to better hear the guy's words. From which she could tell were seriously, and straight to the point.

"You can't hide anymore!" the voice exclaimed. "I know who you are."

Behind him, the girls started to get nervous. The danger that was present outside sent a cold chill up their spines. Amity responded by grabbing her staff, with the palisman lighting up with a purple glow. And the perennial child also responded by taking out her donut holer. One that she still had even after everything she's been through.

"What's going on?" Tulip questioned. "Do you know him?"

Marcy responded by lifting her free hand up, implying that Tulip stay silent in order to avoid provoking their uninvited guest. She continued to listen, hoping that the person on the other side did not know too much about them. Maybe he was lost and needed assistance. Maybe she knows something of value to him and he came looking for her for guidance. Or perhaps more. However, as she pondered at these theories, Marcy hoped that the trouble that they were in was something that would not be as serious. But unfortunately for her, this trespasser would prove her wrong.

"More importantly I know what you are!" he also hinted.

That was all Marcy had to hear. Now they were in serious trouble. And in that moment, she knew what she had to do.

"Guys," she called to her friends with haste. "Up the stairs! Now!"

"What?!" they both exclaimed in bewilderment.

Marcy didn't want to repeat herself. Knowing that they did not have much time. Though in doing so, she made her way to the counter and opened a chest that was in it. As she dug through it she turned towards the Night Fury. Whom glanced at her while having his attention solely focused on the door.

"Toothless, get my swords," she ordered before watching him bound across the living room to retrieve her weapons.

"Marcy what's going on?" Tulip asked. "Who is that guy?"

"I don't know," Marcy answered.

"What's he talking about?" Amity added.

"I don't know," Marcy repeated. After digging through the chest, she finally pulled a small key out. Briefly giving it to Amity with great significance. "Take this. Go upstairs into my room and lock the door behind you."

"What about you?" Tulip questioned.

"I'm gonna see what our uninvited visitor wants," Marcy replied. "If I'm not back before then, there's a hatch at the back of the house. Get as far away from here as possible."

"Let us help you," Amity insisted.

"No, it's too dangerous," Marcy declined. "And I won't risk losing the holocron. If it falls into the wrong hands, who knows what will happen."

"But we can-" Amity insisted further.

"Guys, if he gets in here, and we're not back, it'll be too late," Marcy persisted. "You have to trust me."

For a moment the purple magic paused. Looking down to the floor before turning towards Tulip. Who then locked eyes with her before giving a nod. She didn't like the sound this, let alone like what Marcy was asking of them. But one thing she knew for certain was that they were better off letting Marcy handle this one. After all, this was her place to begin with. It was only fair that they let Marcy take the lead.

"Alright," Amity confirmed. "Let's do it."

"Good, now go on ahead. I'll handle our guest."

And with that the two girls made their way upstairs with the key that Marcy gave them. Once they were out of sight, she heard Toothless coming out from the other room with what she hoped to be her weapons. And fortunately for her, he had them in his jaws.

"Thanks boy," she said before grabbing her retractable blades and turning towards the door.

By then she heard another knock from the other side. Probably suggesting the whomever it was that was on out there was getting impatient. Banging on the door for a second time. Though it was much louder than the first.

"Just tell me what I want to know," he said. "There's no need for this to get bloody."

Toothless responded with a growl. Not trusting a single word that came out of this person's mouth. Whoever this guy was did not seem like he was friendly. They both knew this. Though it was imperative to the teenage girl that she acknowledge this to her dragon companion.

"I know boy," Marcy reassured. "I don't like it either. Just watch my back, okay?"

The dragon replied with a nod before turning back towards the door. Continuously snarling in the process. Before the intruder could be given a chance to knock again, Marcy decided that now would be the perfect time to answer the door.

She carefully made her way towards the door. Placing the retracted swords on her hips before laying her right hand on the nob that connected to the door. She paused for a moment to think about the endless possibilities. Anything could be behind this door. It could be a trap Or something much worse.

And she knew that once she turned this nob, there was no turning back. But she was comforted with the knowledge that whatever was behind this door, she had to be ready for it. She takes a deep breath before finally making her decision.

"Note to self," she whispered to herself. "Don't die."

And with that, she finally turned the nob and pulled the door open. Only to stand face to face with what turned about to be a teenage boy standing outside of the entrance. As Marcy came out to meet him, she started to notice a few things about this boy that were a huge surprise to her. For he was around his age, maybe a year older. Another teenager just like her, Tulip and Amity. This day was definitely getting stranger by the minute for the young Flipwart Champion.

As she continued to observe the boy, she noticed other features as well. Firstly, his head was round, almost in the shape of a basketball. He had short brown hair that straight and neatly combed around his ball-shaped head. His neck was currently not visible to her, which was unexpected. Though what he lacked in the size of his neck, he definitely made up for in his height. For he was much taller than her. She probably reached up to his collarbone.

He wore a typical outfit that consisted of a red hoodie, navy blue pants, and white shoes. Though in spite of the typical uniform that the strange teenage boy wore, he was definitely armed to the teeth with various gadgets that Marcy was unaware of. Which were probably very dangerous to her. As she came into light, the boy started to size her up. Getting the measure of her for reasons she did not know.

"I thought you'd be taller," he said. "But you're definitely the one."

Marcy had no idea what this guy was talking about. But from what she could tell, he probably heard of her. She didn't know how or why, but for some odd reason he knew about her. Let's just hope he doesn't know too much about her, right?

"Long way from home, aren't you?" he then questioned.

Almost as if he was mocking her. From which she did not appreciate one bit. In the background behind her, Marcy could hear Toothless growling. Agitated with the boy's mockery. Yet before he could do a thing the girl stopped him. Silently motioning her hand down without the boy noticing. The Night Fury relented.

"Can I help you, sir?" she asked, trying to be polite.

"Yes, yes you can," he answered rudely. "You can start by telling me where it is?"

For the second time she did not know what the guy was talking about. Hopefully he wasn't referring to the holocron. Maybe he was crazy. But the unpredictability in his request made him very menacing to her eyes. Which now stared to scare Marcy. Yet she had to play it cool in order to not set him off.

"I'm sorry sir," she simply put it. "I don't know what you're talking about."

"Oh, but you should already know," the boy implied.

Now he was starting to make no sense. But Marcy knew that she had to stand firm if she was to keep him from attacking. Maybe if she told him that she didn't have what he came for, he would then leave without any aggression.

"Well, whatever it is you're looking for, I don't have it," she said before heading back inside. "You should probably move on."

She expected him to leave right then and there, seeing that she doesn't have what he seeks he would understand and take his leave. But instead she heard the guy chuckle in bafflement. Clearly she had been wrong before.

"And here I was told that you were supposed to be so enlightened," the boy states. "So much better than the rest of us. So much smarter-"

He briefly paused. Causing Marcy to turn back around and continue to further listen to the boy's blustering. She struggled to look him in the eye but did her best in doing so. Despite her apparent trouble of locking eyes with people sometimes.

"-and yet you hide out here on this tiny piece of rock. Like a filthy little b***h!"

Marcy clenched her fist upon being called that word. That one word that would be easy to set a girl off. So it was going to be like that huh? She never expected such arrogance coming from a guy that just came out of a boy such as this. Then again, most boys around her age were like this. It's a common trait for most. But if this was how he was gonna play it, she could do better. It's like the old saying: Two can play that game.

"I don't appreciate your lack of respect," Marcy stated. "But I'm willing to give you one chance to walk away."

"Sorry, not gonna happen!" the boy retaliated. "Now tell me where it is you b***h!"

Marcy laughed. Clearly she was not buying any of this.

"I'm not telling anything with that kind of tone punk!" she insulted. "Now leave my home before things start to get ugly!"

"I can't do that."

"Oh yeah, well I'm not giving you a choice. So why don't you just scurry off back to where you came from you judgemental, self-righteous, ball-headed, piece of trash!"

The boy stood there. Clearly taking aback by Marcy's harsh remarks. In return she expected him to hightail in the opposite direction with his tail between his legs. It usually works. From what she learned back on earth was that while boys made up for in pride, they lacked spine and spirit. But unfortunately for her, this boy had all of the above. By then she started to notice his face turn hot red. Before charging straight at her with a yell.

She attempted to unsheathe her swords and defend herself, but the boy got to her first. Tackling her into the tree house and wrapping his hands around her neck. Marcy gagged as he closed in on her windpipe. Intending to choke her out before she could retaliate. The Flipwart Champion attempted to throw him off, but to her surprise the boy was much stronger than she thought.

"That's what you get you stupid b**ch!" he shouted. "Now tell me where it is!"

As he continued to suffocate the girl, Marcy began to see pixies. Though before she could completely block out, the foolish boy did not seem to notice the beast that was in front of him. Resulting in him being rammed back outside. The boy quickly rushed back to his feet and attempted to charge forth. But was regrettably met with a mouthful of teeth as Toothless pitched in. Viciously roaring at the teenage male's face as a warning to the boy to not go anywhere near his human friend.

The Night Fury held the roar for a few seconds before coming to a stop. Concluding with a bull snort. The boy did not response after that. Taking a brief moment to process it. By then Toothless looked over his shoulder and locked eyes with his human companion. Watching her cough a bit before turning back to the boy and snarled. By the time Marcy was able to catch her breathe the boy finally responded.

"Alright, let's f*#king go!" he said before pulling out a pistol from his hip.

Marcy then watched as the boy fired upon the Night Fury. Who howled in response before dropping to the floor.

"TOOTHLESS!" she exclaimed as she rushed to his side.

Though the concern for her friend made her vulnerable as the boy punches her on the left side of her face. Disorienting her while drawing blood at the same time.

"That's what you f**king deserve b**ch!" he screamed. "Now tell me where it is or I'll f***ing kill you both!"

Marcy stood up to retaliate, but was suddenly faced with two blows to the head. Followed by a blow to the chest, which forced her onto her knees. The boy then raised his fist up, intending to finish her right then and there. But to his surprise, the girl caught the fist with her right hand. Still looking downward, Marcy then rose up to her feet. Twisting the boys hand as she stood before him.

The sudden move made the boy cry in pain. Whimpering like a little kid who lost his toy. Yet that did not matter to the Chief Ranger. For she had just about enough of his impudence. She comes knocking on her doorstep, calls her names, shoots at her friend, threatens her life. And he expects her to tell him what he wants? Such arrogance. But it ends here. As she glared at the boy with immense hatred, she started to see fear in his eyes. Marcy scoffed silently. This boy clearly thought himself a man, but is still just a boy. How deliciously predictable.

"I warned you!" Marcy stated.

After that, she rolled her free hand back and punched the boy square in the face. The blow sent the teenage boy rolling back. Coming to a sheer stop by the platform on the edge of the tree house. In spite of the impressive strike, Marcy was a little astonished with her own strength. Seeing how she hit the boy so hard, that blood started to leak from his nose. Heck, she wouldn't be surprised if she broke it. But she figured that she could pat herself on the back later, instead focusing her attention on other problems. As she gave the boy time to lick his wound, she turned back and knelt beside her dragon.

Placing her hand on top of his head. To her luck, she could feel the dragon breathing. A stun gun perhaps? At least he was still alive. But who knows how long it will take for him to recover. Either way, she was now on her own. She then turned back towards the downed intruder. Gritting her teeth as her face started to glow a crimson red. And from that point on Kim had never felt so angry in her life. It was bad enough for him to show up to her house uninvited, but to harm her friends and physically assault her brought this low up to a whole new level.

The Flipwart Champion knew then that she had to settle this here and now. She didn't care who this guy thought he was, or why he came here. But she will not stand by and let this bully dictate how she runs things on this island. It was time to see him out. With that being said, Marcy went over towards the boy. Grabbing his free arm and reeling her free hand in an urge to strike another blow. But before she could do so she heard the boy muttering things that she not understand. Making her pause in confusion.

After a millisecond she shook it off and resumed what she was planning on doing. But not before hearing something else from the boy.

"Fine," the boy mumbled. "Now its my turn."

And then, out of the blue, the boy reeled back and delivered an uppercut punch from underneath the Straight A student. Surprisingly sending Marcy flying in the air above the tree house. She flew for a few before crashing down. Hitting the edge of the tree house roof before tumbling towards the the bottom of the tree house on the other side. Which turned out to be a training ground for her and Toothless. With a rough thud, Marcy hit the ground with a skiing stop. Groaning in the aftermath as she felt her body ache tremendously.

She slowly picked herself before catching the boy on top of the roof of the tree house from the corner of her eye. Half a heartbeat later, the Flipwart Champion watched as the boy leapt down from the roof and towards her. Instinctively, Marcy rolled to her left and narrowly avoided being crushed with the boy's left knee. She then scrambled back onto her feet and staggered into a fighting stance. Waiting for the boy to make another move.

"This is incredibly disappointing," the boy scolded. He then lazily staggered into his own stance before putting his hands up. "Come on then. Let's get this over with!"

Upon hearing this Marcy ignited her retractable swords and brought her dominant foot back. Readying herself for battle as the very blades of her swords glimmered in the sunlight. The boy retaliated by drawing out his own sword. From which appearance-wise was jagged with a golden hilt. And glowed a crimson red once unsheathed. And unlike the geeky girls', the blade itself was not retractable. The sun was almost at its peak as the teenagers prepared themselves in an ultimate duel of survival. Staring down at each other in anticipation for the upcoming fight.

Then, at the height of the tension, the boy flipped his sword with both wrists before charging forth. Eager to make the first move. Marcy responded by spinning backwards to cover more ground, before meeting the boy head on. And thus, begins the insuring conflict. As battle was joined, the boy jumped midair and clashed swords with Marcy's.

The girl in response by swinging her sword three times while simultaneously backing her on a defensive perspective. As the boy continued to press on, the Flipwart Champion ducks his swing before clashing again with both her blades. Creating sparks in the process while following it up with two more swings in a attempt to go on the offense.

Yet the unknown male seemed much more persistent than she thought. Resorting to dodging an overhead swing on her part before parrying with his own blade. Afterwards Marcy staggered a second time before leaping up and spinning her leg in order to kick the side of the boy's face. Yet he anticipated this and dodged the attack before crossing blades with her for the third time. As their swords continued to collide with one another, Marcy tried to achieve better vantage with various attacks. Striving to force the boy to his knees with both high and low strikes.

But to her surprise, the teenage amateur was able to weave his way around her attacks and force her right arm down when she moved in to parry. There, he was able to sucker punch the girl in the face. Temporarily disorienting her while grabbing her sword from the downed hand and tossing it away at the same time. The distraction causes the boy to regain the offense as Marcy ducks yet another swing from his own blade before proceeding to move backwards.

Back to square one, Marcy uses her one remaining sword to block the boys timely assault. Consisting of two overhead strike and one low strike in a attempt to cut off her legs. After a couple more yard, the Chief Ranger blocks two more strikes before changing tactics in further retaliation. Performing a low spin in an effort to knock the boy off balance. While the strike failed in the long run, Marcy followed that up by spinning around and doing a crescent kick right across the boy's face with her opposing leg. Which was enough to throw him off balance. Yet the boy was amazingly able to stay on his feet despite the devastating blow. Fortunately for Marcy she used this opportunity to press on.

Jumping midair and bringing her sword down to strike. Only to be met by the boy's sword in defense before being forced back. From there they clashed swords several times before Marcy used her agile skills and slid underneath the boy in order to grab the sword that she previously lost. After that she charged forth yet again, with the boy given only seconds to block before she made her move. As the intruder continued to parry with her, Marcy dipped her swords downward before bringing them up again.

Forcing the boy to quickly dropped his blade and backed off in order to avoid getting his hands cut from the rest of his body. From that point Marcy took the sword within her blades and flung it elsewhere. Disarming the lone male in the process before swinging two strikes to catch him off guard. If there was one thing that Toothless taught her, it was never falter when facing an enemy. Even after immobilizing them. For it would be a form of over-confidence, which would be used as a weakness for foes to exploit.

Yet despite her focused demeanor and increasing assault, the boy still persisted as he dodged her attacks. Ducking under her overhead strike and rolling towards her right. Afterwards, the boy leapt backwards. Digging his shoes into the dirt before charging forth yet again. This time ramming to Marcy's chest and forcing her to retract her swords. So that only the hilt was showing. Following the surprised blow, the pressed on as he sent an uppercut punch to the Flipwart Champion's gut, followed by another blow to her face that would normally send her flying again.

Instead, he neglected to send her up into the air on purpose. Grabbing her right leg and bringing her down to the earth. Then he proceeded to sent her up midair before jumping up. With Marcy given only a heartbeat to place her swords on her hips before being tackled by the mysterious intruder. They reached up to fifteen feet above ground before crashing down on top of the roof of the tree house. Up there the boy placed both his hands around Marcy's neck. Briefly immobilizing her in the process.

"Tell me what I want!" he demanded. "It all stops real soon!"

He raised his fist in order to smash her face in. Only to punch through the wood when the Newtopian Ranger dodged. From there, Marcy looked through the hole that the boy created, noticing that her room was right below them. Through the hole, Marcy could see both Tulip and Amity hiding underneath her bed. Luckily for them, the posters on all four sides of the bed kept them well hidden. Briefly concealing them from the boy's prowling eyes. Only problem was that everything else was clearly visible to the intruder. Including the stone slab that was right next to the bed.

"Why are there two beds in-?"

Marcy suddenly cut the boy off. Giving off a yell before shoving the boy to her left divert his attention. They rolled three times before Marcy used her bodyweight pick the boy up and slam him back down. Pinning him to the rooftop with her left hand as she simultaneously raised her right hand up. She then proceeded to beat the boy senseless with both of her bare hands as she relentlessly socked him in the fist. With every blow being more powerful and calculated than the last.

Strategically, it was a way for her to keep the boy from retaliating by striking him nonstop. Though his recent comments from before did spike her emotions. So this felt a little personal for her. Even though the boy was bigger than her, Marcy was able to deliver striking blows. Each punch that she inflicted on her enemy drew more blood from the boy's nose and mouth. Heck, she could've sworn that she got some of it on her face after a few.

But she could not stop. Not while she had the advantage over him. If she even took a second to rest, he would probably use that time to strike again. That being said, as seconds went by, her punches started to get more uncoordinated. To the point where she's now pounding her hands into his skull uncontrollably. Finally, after a couple more strikes she slowed her pace down. Perhaps due to exhaustion. By then the Flipwart Champion threw two more blows, wanting to make her message clear to the boy as she shouted,

"Leave...my...HOME!"

Then, she hit him with a clubbed punch, that the roof beneath them shattered. Then went down two levels before reaching the ground floor. Unfortunately for the Newtopian Ranger, the boy was able to recover quickly as he grasped around her waist from behind her. Carrying her backwards and suplexing the geeky girl before getting back up and kicking her across the training ground yet again. She got about ten feet before coming to a screeching halt. She struggled to pick herself up, but was eventually able to do so.

Though when she did, Marcy could hear the boy advancing towards her position. Catching him conveniently picking up the sword that she previously disarmed from the corner of her eye. Afterwards the male teenager began to mock her for her unsuccessful efforts to bring him down.

"Struck a nerve, did I?!" he taunted. "You b***h!"

Yet Marcy did not let up and responded by igniting one of her swords and flinging it at the boy's direction. When she turned around she saw that the sword hit the intruder's blade before bouncing off to her left. While the move failed to disarm the boy, it did leave him vulnerable. In with that she charged straight at him. Tackling him and driving him backwards with all her strength. Sure he was bigger than her, and somewhat outclassed her in terms of size, yet that did not mean that she possessed some strength.

With her arms wrapped around his waist, Marcy drove him from the training ground and right underneath the tree house. Passing through the wooden planks that held the tree house before appearing at the other side. There she continued to drive the boy into the wilderness. Occasionally hitting him against any nearby rock or tree that they passed. By the time they got up to twenty feet from the house, the boy dug his feet into the dirt to halt her advance.

"Who are you trying to hide?!" he questioned.

When that was done he grabbed the Chief Ranger around her waist and swung her to the other side. Sending her flying until her back hit against a rock wall. There, Marcy neglected to get back up. Breathing heavily to heavy fatigue. She looked up to see the boy advancing to her. Stopping just a few feet from her. As he looked down upon her, the boy continued to display his mockery towards the Flipwart Champion.

"Small and weak," he derided. "You should never have come here."

He then proceeded to sheathe his blade. Throwing up his hands and making a 'come at me' gesture. Probably suggests that they throw down using their hands.

"So, care to try again, you stupid b**ch?" he challenged.

Marcy growled. She was getting really tired of this guy and his apparent name calling. Which was more annoying than insulting.

"You talk too much," she said.

She then lunged forth to try to meet him head on, yet the boy beat her to the punch first. Throwing two blows with his right fist. One at her stomach, and directly in between her eyes. He moved in to throw another punch, but Marcy was lucky enough to anticipate this and dodged. Ducking underneath the boy's arm and veering to the other side. So that now his back was against the wall. She then struck him with quick blow.

Considering how the boy was much stronger than her, using brute strength to his advantage. Marcy wisely adapted to his attacks and used quick-witted strikes in order to throw him off. She threw four punches at his chest to weaken his solar plexus. She then threw three more strikes at his face to disorient him. Dazed from the attack, the teenage boy attempted a haymaker. Though Marcy leapt back to dodge before shoulder charging him into the wall. Sending him through the cracks and perhaps trapping him from the inside.

Afterwards she took a second to catch her breathe before turning heel to head back towards the tree house. Presuming that it would take a miracle for the boy to get out of that cracks in the wall.

"That ought to teach him some manners," she commented.

However, after reaching five feet from the wall, she heard an uncanny scream coming from the wall behind her. When she turned back around to overlook it, she stood in pure shock when she saw the boy break out of the cracks and head straight for her. From there she had no time to reach as the boy sent a blow to the face so hard, that it sent her flying backwards until her back hit a nearby tree. The boy then ran as fast as he could. Shoving the Newtopian Ranger's face against the tree to keep her from fight back.

Pinned against the bark of the tree, Marcy could do little to resist the boy's ungodly wraith as he punched her with a force that broke through the wood. He then rolled her to the other side before grabbing a nearby wooden pole that was practically put there for reasons that Marcy forgot about. Probably was put there by Toothless. By then the boy took one side of the pole and used it as a battering ram. Hitting her with the other side and repelled her towards the wall.

Ultimately smashing her through it without stopping for a moments notice. The interloper then continued to drive Marcy back towards the cliffs that looked over the sea. From there he drove her until they came across a large stone statue. Where he had her pinned against it with the pole keeping her immobilized. The resourceful geek screeched as she felt her stomach being crushed by the weight of the pole itself, unable to move or concentrate. She looked up and saw the boy's wrathful gaze meet hers. Clearly not in a good mood.

"Tell me who you're hiding!" he demanded. "And this stops!"

Despite the disadvantageous state that Marcy was currently in, she was not willing to accept defeat. And instead, she unsheathed the one remaining retractable sword she had and cut through the pole like butter. Severing it into smaller halves. The Flipwart Champion followed that up another swing before kicking the boy in his chest. Sending him back a couple yards while ending with him staggering his feet to slow his fall.

After reaching seven feet the boy finally stopped. Taking a moment to catch his own breathe before drawing his blade for a second time. There they glared at each other. With more hate running through Marcy's eyes as she looked upon the boy with tremendous anger. He was really starting to get on her nerves. Here she was giving everything she got and the boy still wouldn't go down. It was now starting to become very tiresome.

Yet the boy seemed like this fight was probably the fight of his life. Or at least that was the notion that she thought of when she saw the look in his eyes. Which were burning with the same amount of hatred that she had. Only that it was much more compared to her. Either way, here they were, locked in a conflict that would result with one of them prevailing by the end of it. Either Marcy or the boy would succeed. But not both. And knowing this, it made Marcy more determined to get it over with. Yet she did not lose her focus. To do so would mean her impending downfall. And she was not ready for that today.

So without further a due, the two teenagers charged forth. Resuming the battle once more. By the time they met, the boy made the first move. Going directly for the offense as he performed a high slash the throw Marcy back a little. Yet she countered his offensive assault by sliding down to the boy's right to avoid a overhead swing. She dodged for a second time before kick to the side of the boy's face before sliding back to his left.

The Chief Ranger then jumped up in the air. Swinging her sword vertically and clashing against the boy's. Once she landed back on the ground, she threw three more swings. Having the boy parry her attacks and forcing him backwards. The intruder then tried to turn the tables with another clash. But as he did, Marcy jumped up once again. Passing him and landing behind the boy to try to cut him off.

The boy only had a second to parry as Marcy swung two more strikes. Pressing on with another clash followed by another spinning attack. However, before that could be done the boy grabbed the wrist that she held her word with. Holding her in place. He then brought his own hand up and attempted to cut that same hand. But fortunately, Marcy dropped the sword and caught it with her other hand and clashed with the boy's sword to prevent him from taking such a drastic action.

Afterwards the boy released his hold on Marcy's hand and proceeded to clash swords with her once again. And from that position, the two teenage kids were caught in what seemed to be a stalemate as the blades of their locked together. The friction of the two swords creating little bright sparks with each passing second. Once again the gazes met, fueled by untapped aggression as they stood in the daylight. Sweat dripped over their faces as they stared each other down. Gritting their teeth and squinting their eyes.

Finally, after a moment of pause, Marcy was able to break the stalemate as she kicked the boy's right knee. The force of the blow made the boy buckle. Causing him to drop to his other one. With the boy letting his guard down, Marcy pressed the attack as she spun around and roundhouse kicked the stranger in the chest. Sending him flying backwards until he hit the stone statue that he had her trapped in previously. After that Marcy sheathed her blade before rushing off to meet the boy before he could get back up. Kicking him in the face as he attempted a recovery.

Then, the Flipwart Champion grabbed the boy by his throat and slammed him against the statue three times. Right after the third slam Marcy released her grip. Hitting the boy at his chest with her fist and punched him in the face twice right after. Followed by three quick strikes to the chest and an uppercut to the chin. And concluded with a hard punch right to the nose. With the blow being so hard that it caused the boy to groan a bit in befuddlement before dropping down.

Once her attack phase was over, Marcy took a brief moment to look up and notice the statue itself. When her gaze met it, the Chief Ranger thought of an idea that may end this whole struggle. Though she may have to take a risk in doing so. It may include breaking a few rules that she made, but the lack of any other better options offered her no choice but to do it.

She grabbed the boy by his shoulders and threw him against the ground. Putting him just above the statue itself. Then she took out a small fire curse that she kept in her pouch and threw it at the corner left of the statue. Prompting that particular corner to explode in the process and result in a massive chunk of the statue to be blown off. She then rolled over to her left and watched as the entire statue collapsed from within. Crushing the boy with all its weight and causing a mini quake in the process.

With the battle finally drawn to a close, Marcy was on the verge to collapse. Barely holding herself up as she hunched her back over and placed her hands on her knees to keep herself from dropping to her knees. Nobody could really tell, but the Chief Ranger was clearly exhausted. All that fighting made her feel weak, her muscles aching from all that running, dodging and punching. And she was bleeding from small wounds that she received throughout the conflict.

She was just glad that it was now over. With that being said, she slowly made her way towards the path that lead back to the tree house. Intending to check up on Tulip and Amity, make sure that they're okay. And perhaps see if Toothless had recovered from the boy's vile stunt that ultimately left her to battle him herself. He would probably be more surprised to hear that she dealt with the boy all by herself. Though it kinda resulted in the destruction of their roof. But that didn't really matter to her. She can always fix it later. Though in hindsight, a much more needed matter crossed her mind. One that she was probably to embarrassed to admit herself.

"I need a shower," she said to herself. "Badly."

She continued to walk until she reached the treeline. Before she could enter the edge of the jungle, a rumbling sound rang from behind her. Making her stop right where she was. Half a second later, she heard a familiar voice from directly behind, saying:

"Leaving so soon, b***h?!"

The Chief Ranger spun around. Letting out a shocked gasp as her gaze met the sudden presence of the body. Who stood on top of the crushed statue, unharmed, but covered in scars. It surprised Marcy that the boy hasn't died from the statue crushing him. But even more so that he was still in fighting shape. Sure he was heavily bruised, but he looked like he could do this all day. Which kinda frustrated Marcy considering amount of effort that she put into this struggle. This guy just keeps coming. When will it end?

That was the very question she asked before she watched the boy take a pistol out and pointed it towards the sky. From there he fired something into the air. One that got up to ten feet before descending towards the Flipwart Champion's position. When Marcy squinted to get a better look, she saw that the projectile was coming at her full speed. As if it was missile-like. To defend herself, the Chief Ranger loaded her crossbow with another fire curse and fired it straight at the sky. Causing a massive explosion upon impact.

Seconds later, Marcy was caught by surprise as the boy charged at her. Raising his fist in order to knock her out. Luckily for the Flipwart Champion, she caught the fist with her left hand and threw her other fist to counter, only for the boy to catch it with his other hand. With their hands interlocked together for a second time, Marcy tried to drive him backwards with all her strength. Barely succeeding in the process. By then she drove him towards the edge of a canyon just left of the cliffs.

There, the boy was able to stop her advance but failed to push her back. Leaving them to locked in perpetual contact just before the edge of the canopy. During their stalemate, the boy continued to talk some more. Perhaps attempting to distract Marcy.

"When Andrias sent me here," the boy stated. Getting Marcy's attention at an instant. "I just needed some answers, but YOU, you had to act all defensive. Throw whatever you have at me... but I'll keep coming back. Your nerdy b***h mind will give me what I want. But before I end this, I want you to know one thing."

"Oh yeah?" Marcy questioned. Giving out a wicked grin. "What's that?"

"That you and your friends aren't the future!" he answered.

After that the boy broke the deadlock by pulling onto the hand she grabbed his fist with. Then he swung it across her face, thus causing her to stumble back. With the Chief Ranger dazed, the stranger grabbed her shoulder with right hand and sent an uppercut blow with his other hand. Sending her flying up into the air for a third time. The mysterious intruder then leapt up. Tackling Marcy yet again and sending them both up higher above ground. Reaching up to a hundred feet before tumbling towards the canyon.

During their descent, Marcy started pummeling the boy's face with her right fist. Trying so hard to throw him off his game. But as they continued to plunge towards the earth, the boy started to get increasingly annoyed with her efforts. Resulting to end this conflict as he faced her towards the ground before kicking her in the chest with both legs. Sending her into the canyon at a rapid pace and making her fall much faster than him. A moment later, the boy landed on the side of the canyon from which they were on.

Still above ground the boy continued to watch as Marcy continued to plummet towards her imminent death. With the Straight A Student catching a smirk on his face from the corner of her eye. By then she closed her eyes. Waiting to hit what would turn out to be the bottom of the canyon. But to her luck, that never came to pass. Because before she could reach the end, a black blur appeared out of nowhere and gracefully caught her with two limbs.

She looked up to see who her unsuspected savior was. Only to smile in relief as her gaze met with no other than Toothless. Who looked at her from upside down and smiled back. Adding a happy croon shortly afterwards. Looks like her fearless comrade recovered after all.

"Thanks boy," she said. "I'm glad to see you too."

After the short reunion Toothless looked back up and started heading back towards the top of the cliff. But while going back up, he tossed Marcy into the air. Who in return did a back flip before elegantly landing on top of the Night Fury's back. And next thing she knew, she was soaring through the sky on the back of the dragon Feeling the cold wind that stained the bright sky. By the time they reached the top, they stopped and hovered fifteen feet above the canyon.

From there the dynamic duo looked down and spotted the boy. Who stared back at them with both his eyes glowing hot red. In return Marcy glared back. With some unfinished business filling her mind. With her dragon friend by her side, it was now time for the Flipwart Champion to turn the tables.

"Alright Toothless," Marcy started. With a sly grin crossing her face. "Let's show this guy what we do to unwanted guests."

The Night Fury growled. Feeling the same urge to tie up this loose end just like Marcy. And with that, the Night Fury flapped his wings one last time before diving down. Intending to finish what the boy started. Halfway towards the edge of the canyon, Toothless opened his maw and fired a signature beam at the boy. Who responded by rolling to his left as the direction before him was left with a trail of blue fire. For which burned hot to the touch. By the time the intruder got back up the pair pulled above ground before ascend back up into the sky for another attack run.

As he continued to watch the soar into the air, the boy pulled out a rifle from his back pouch and aimed it at the pair. They banked right and came back for another blast, yet before the Night Fury could release the boy started shooting blue laser blasts. Forcing the King of Dragons to engage in evasive action to avoid being hit by the teenage male's rapid fire. He first dodged right before looping back and jumping back. Avoiding two more shots as the Alpha veered to the right again before moving to the left.

He then dove down a few feet before flying back up and to the left. Taking a moment to stop and catch his breathe as he managed to dodge every single shot without breaking a sweat. Which kind of impressed Marcy a bit. Yet they were getting nowhere by just dodging. They needed to think of a way to tip the odds once again. As the Chief Ranger looked down, she saw that the boy stopped to reload his weapon. She used that opportunity to think of a plan real quick. And luckily, it did not take her that long to think of one.

"We need to drive him towards the sea," Marcy told the Night Fury. "Fire another blast boy!"

With the order given out Toothless gave her a nod before diving back down. Firing three plasma blasts at the boy's direction. Each blast caused massive explosions. The first blast threw the boy off his aim when he was done reloading. The second one hit directly at the boy's gun. Destroying it in the process and disarming the stranger at the same time. The third one hit the boy directly in the face. Forcing him to the cliff that overlooked the ocean. Yet neglected to send him to the edge. As their continued their advance, a rising tide of hate grew within Marcy. And in that moment, she felt the need to deal with the boy herself. Making this somewhat personal for her.

"Get me in close boy," she then ordered. "I've got a score to settle with this guy."

By then Toothless advanced one last time towards the boy's direction. He pulled up above the ground and started flying towards the cliffside. Halfway to the boy's position, Marcy got up from the Night Fury's back and dropped to the ground. Rolling upon contact and sheathing her sword once she was back on her feet. Meanwhile Toothless fires another plasma blast at the boy. Sending him dangling at the cliff's edge to by Marcy some time before heading out to sea.

She watched as the boy climbed back up from the edge before charging forth. Performing a spin move and bringing her sword high to strike. But unfortunately, the boy blocks the attack with his dominant hand. Striking at the hilt of the blade and thus smacking the blade away and out of Marcy's grasp. Disarmed, the boy wraps his left arm around her shoulder to try to throw the Flipwart Champion towards the ground. Though it only resulted in them two being forced into another deadlock.

Yet Marcy persisted and kicked at the boy's left leg for a second time. Making the boy scream as it buckled yet again. The distraction allows Marcy to wrap her free hand around the boy's shoulder and throw him towards the ground in her place. She then slid down while the boy was grounded and grabbed his neck with both hands. After that she came around the boy so that her body was right above his head before pulling back and falling towards the floor.

Her body laid against the soft grass with the boy's neck still in her grasp. Pinned against the ground with the Chief Ranger's arms wrapped around his throat, the boy began to gag as he struggled to free himself. Only for him to fail miserable as Marcy kept him in a sleeper hold. To prevent him from kicking backwards Marcy wrapped her legs around his and tightened her grip against his neck. If her calculations were correct, the boy should be asleep within the next minute or so. She just had to keep holding on.

However, it was not as easy as it looked. For she was barely able to hold him down with all her strength. And he was a lot stronger than he looked. Which made her lucky to be able to hold him to begin with. Plus, his arms were flailing around, making it hard for her to concentrate. At one point, the boy elbowed her in the hip, forcing her to temporarily let go of him. Though before he could get back on his feet, Marcy wrapped her arms around his throat for a second time and dragged him back down.

Even though it was pretty hard to do, the Chief Ranger was still able to keep her hold on him. Despite the fact that the boy did everything he could to force her to release her grip on his neck. Which included gripping on her arms to pry them open to reaching backwards to try to find her face. Still she held with all her might. Not taking a moment to release her hold to catch her breathe.

"I hoped that you," the boy said as he continued to struggle. "Of everyone I'd met so far, would finally help me get out of this hellhole. But you can't."

He then reached back. Feeling the side of her head with his left arm. As he felt his thumb touch her eye and pressed it down. Hoping to force her to let go. Marcy responded with a scream. Feeling the pain of her eye being gouged at by the boy's thumbnail. In return she retaliated by biting down at the boy's thumb once he released it out a sheer hatred. Which caused the boy to howled in agony before continuing his efforts to try to break free, only to find no success in doing so.

As the two kids continued their struggle, Marcy heard a high pitched noise sound off in the air. When she looked up, she saw the Night Fury flying overhead. Doubling back to their position and landing a few feet away from them. There the Night Fury crouched low, with his back glowing blue and his maw open in preparation to fire. But suddenly held back in fear of hitting Marcy in the process.

With the situation growing tense by each second, Marcy did what she knew that she had to do. It was just a matter of whether she was willing to take the risk. For the result could be very devastating if not handled properly.

"Toothless, I don't know if I can hold him for much longer," she said the dragon. "Take the shot!"

Though he did hear his human companion's command quiet clear, Toothless still hesitated. The fear that he may hit Marcy in the crossfire stayed his hand. Yet the Night Fury knew what he had to do. He just wasn't sure if it was the right one. But as he contemplated the current dilemma that he was now experiencing, he heard the boy elbow Marcy in the hip for a second time. Using his hesitancy as a distraction to try to break free. Though Marcy was able to force him back down for a second time.

By then the Night Fury wasted no time to fire a blast. The boy's attempt to exploit his uncertainty made it clear to him that now was the perfect time to fire. And plus, what did he have to fear? He never misses. It was something he was most known for. And something that he definitely lives up to. That being said, Toothless opened his maw and fired a plasma blast straight at the two teenagers. Hitting the boy directly in the face and causing a massive explosion. One that created smoke from where they were at.

When the dust cleared, the King of Dragons was delighted to see Marcy laying on the ground unharmed and uninjured. As the boy, he too laid on top of her, not moving an inch. Probably unconscious. But either way he had a large black marking ranging from his chest and face. Proving that the power of the blast was able to knock him out cold while scarring the boy in the process. Finally deprived of future struggle, Marcy threw the boy's body off her own and to her left. Watching him roll from the corner of her eye until he fell off the edge of the cliff.

Hearing a few thudding sounds followed by what seemed to be a splash. Indicating that the stranger had disappeared into the ocean. Either dead or barely alive. She couldn't really say for sure. Though she figured that it wouldn't be the last of him, Marcy personally hoped that he didn't return. She hoped that the weight of the ocean would crush every bone in his body so that she would never have to deal with him again. For not only was he very disrespectful to her and her dragon friend, but he was also very hard to deal with. The amount of strength that she poured into this fight made her glad that she was able to finally put him down.

But either way, the battle was concluded and the boy was defeated. With her standing victorious in the end. At least figuratively speaking. As she continued to lay there on the ground, she heard the sound of Toothless coming to her position. When he did he stood over her, tilting his head in confusion before dipping it down to hers. The Night Fury paused a bit before giving Marcy a quick lick to the face. Making her smile afterwards.

Half a heartbeat later Marcy sat up. Wrapping her arms around Toothless's face and giving him a hug. In which he nudged his head against her chest and crooned.

"Nice shot boy," she said. "Thanks for having my back."

Once done with their embrace Toothless let out a warble. Gesturing to all the scares and bruises that coaxed her face.

"It's just a few bruises," she assured the dragon. "I'm okay."

After that she proceeded to slowly pick herself up. Barely standing on her two legs as they shook numbly. Her muscles throbbed, her bones ached, and her eyes were bloodshot. With every ounce of pain washing over the Chief Ranger's body. She was definitely going to be swore for a week. Barely able to hold herself, Marcy nearly tumbled to the ground. Only for Toothless to catch her with the top of his muzzle to keep her from touching the ground. When he raised it back up, she silently thanked him before gesturing towards the direction of the tree house.

"We should probably get back," she suggested. "Check on the others and see how they're doing."

The Night Fury agreed before allowing her to frailly climb up onto his back. Once properly seated the Night Fury expanded his wings and took flight. Going in the direction of the tree house. During the ride back, so many questions filled the Flipwart Champion's mind regarding the stranger. Many of them she did not have the answer to right away. Nor did she have the energy to think of them after all that time running, fighting, and dodging. Yet they were all pretty simple to her.

"Who was..he?" she asked silently. "He knew me? Did he know my past? Did King Andrias tell him? And if so, how did he find us...after all this time?"

As she pondered at the many possibilities, the Night Fury let out a screech, marking their arrival to the tree house as he landed gracefully on the entrance. Upon touching Toothless looked up at his rider, who neglected to dismount him at first.

"Toothless," she called as she felt a sharp pain in her chest. "What do we do? It'll only be a matter of time before he finds out where we're hiding."

The Night Fury responded with another warble. Making a suggestion that made Marcy shiver.

"I don't think I'm ready boy," Marcy said. "This is more of thing for Sasha and Anne, not mine. You saw how long I lasted back there."

Toothless then warbled again. Saying that she did pretty well handling herself, and also amplifying that she was just as capable of doing so without her former friends.

"You're right, but I don't know how to do this without them," she admitted as she finally dismounted. "Sasha's more of the brave one and Anne is better at this than me-"

Marcy then paused as she nearly collapsed for a second time. This time igniting her retractable sword and stabbing it in the ground to keep her from dropping to the floor. Then she knelt down on one knee as she continued to lick her wounds. She felt so weak and sore, to point where everything hurt. Luckily Toothless was able to notice and helped her up. Briefly locking eyes with her as he did so.

She wished she could just lay down and take a nap. But unfortunately for her, she knew that there was no time for that. And she also knew what they had to do now, despite the many circumstances that made their current situation much worse. And whatever happens, she'll have Toothless to aid her. Who knows,perhaps her new friends can help her too. If they wanted to of course. She didn't want to drag them into this mess, just like she did to Sasha and Anne.

Nor did she want the same for Toothless, though he swore an oath to her. Yet ultimately, it all weighed down to one simple fact. One that even she couldn't deny herself.

"-but we can't stay here," she finished. "That's for sure."

Afterwards, with the help of her dragon, Marcy made her way towards the door and opened it up. Finding the tree house to just how she left it. With the only exception being the holes she made on the top of the roof and the intersection that separated the kitchen and the back door. By then she looked back at her dragon, asking him if he could retrieve her other sword that she had forgotten during the battle. The Night Fury replied with a nod before heading out the back door that lead to the training grounds.

As the Alpha dragon went to find her missing weapon, Marcy headed up the stairs. Suspecting that Tulip and Amity would still be up there after she explicitly told them to for their protection. By the time she reached the door to her room the Flipwart Champion knocked on it. Getting their attention from the other side.

"Open up guys," she said. "It's me."

A second later she felt the nob that connected to the door turn slightly. And with that the door began to crank open. On the other side, she could see that it was Amity who ultimately answered the door. With Tulip standing right behind her. Both were both shocked and amazed to see that Marcy survived. Especially after hearing everything that went on outside. From which sounded really bad considering where they had been hiding the whole time.

"By the Emperor's Coven," Amity said with a gasp. 'You're okay!"

"Eh, it wasn't that bad," Marcy replied. "That was just like another Tuesday."

"Are you sure about that?" Tulip questioned. Smelling a lie from a mile away. "You seem pretty banged up."

"It's just a few bruises," she scoffed. "So what. But it doesn't matter."

A moment after that she heard the door downstairs open up. Along with the apparent sounds of Toothless coming up the stairs. Half a second later Marcy turned her head to see the Night Fury behind her with her other sword in his jaws. He let out a warble before dropping the hit in her grasp.

"Thanks boy," she said as she patted his head. "Now can you do me a favor and grab my saddlebags and start packing provisions. We may be gone for a few days."

And with that he went back down stairs and into the kitchen. Though this left the two other girls confused.

"Wait, what?" asked Amity. "What are you talking about?"

"Do you still have the holocron?" Marcy questioned back.

Still confused, Amity looked back to Tulip. Who opened her bag and showed Marcy the artifact. Implying that she still has it.

"Good," Marcy stated with a smile. "Now gather your things. We have a long trip ahead of us."

"Wait-" Tulip responded with a gasp. "You mean, we're leaving?"

"You can say that," Marcy answered as she went over to the chest near the window, taking a large back and packing stuff inside with haste. "I don't think what other choice we have. That guy is obviously in league with someone I knew."

"Who?" Amity asked.

"King Andrias. He's the guy who's behind the killer robots."

The two girls gasped yet again. Shocked to finally know the person behind the robots, and possibly the reason why their here.

"You mean, he-?" Tulip attempted to ask.

"Yes, he's the reason behind all this," Marcy replied continued to pack. "And if my calculations are correct, it won't be long before he finds out where we're hiding. We should leave while we can."

"But, where will we go?" asked Amity.

"The one place we can go."

"And that is?" Tulip questioned yet again.

"The Golden Temple."

The two girls paused after Marcy gave her answer. She already talked about the Golden Temple and the power that it holds. But she also mentioned that it was nearly impossible to find. Let alone hard to get inside without a key. But luckily for them, they had one. Though with a catch.

"But I thought you said that it couldn't be found without opening the holocron," Amity implied.

"But that's why we're taking a quick detour before going on our search. If she can help us, then we should be able to find a way out of this."

The girls looked at each other. The same thought that they were currently thinking about rang in their minds. Was Marcy saying what they thought she was saying?

"So, does that mean-?"

"Yes, Tulip. We'll help you."

Upon hearing that, a big smile crossed their faces. Knowing now that they didn't travel all this way for nothing. They were finally gonna find a way out of this with Marcy's help

"You hear that, Tulip?" Amity implied. "We're gonna find a way home."

"Yes, but we should probably go now before this whole island is swarming with killer robots," Marcy suggested. "I'd use the restroom before we take off if I were you two. Wouldn't want to have any accidents along the way, would we?"

With that they began the process of packing despite the fact that they didn't really bring much. It didn't take them long to gather what they could. During the time, so many things crawled around in Perennial child's mind. One of them was the relief that she can now find the answers that she seeks. Another was that now she has two people who can finally help her out of this. And the last thing was that she may have underestimated Marcy a little.

Not that she ever doubted her capabilities, but found stories told by random people about heroes like her bringing hope to be too good to be true. She needed proof that Marcy was who they said she was. More importantly, she needed to know if she could trust her as well. And today, she definitely proved her wrong. Let's just hope she continues to do so. As for Amity, she felt relieved that Marcy had accepted their offer, despite everything that just went down in the last few hours.

Sure, she felt it child-ish believing in a ghost story, but during the time, she felt that if she believed that it was true just once, that by placing her faith in a person she didn't even know, that she could find somebody who could be the key to solving this entire mystery. And perhaps find a way to get back to her loved ones.

And now it turns out that her blind-faith was not wasted on some mere story. Not only that, but now she has people by her side who can help her find answers to this whole dilemma. People she can rely on to face whatever comes before her. No matter the dangers or the threat that they will inevitably face. Never again will she hide in the shadows, as she did for the past three days. Never again will she skulk in the darkness, hoping something will happen. And never again will she simply watch as other people around her suffer.

Another half hour passed and the girls were finally packed up and ready to go. They each took a moment to use the restroom as Marcy suggested earlier. By then they watched Marcy attach place the saddlebags on top of Toothless's back just outside of the tree house. Which included everything from snacks, drawing materials, important tools for future use, or mini games in case anyone gets board over the course of their journey.

They were surprised to see that the dragon didn't have a saddle attached to his back, but didn't bother to ask Marcy why. Seeing it as a personal matter, that should probably be best to not ask about. With the bags finally secured, Marcy took a deep breathe in exhaustion. Even though she was able to recover from her wounds, that did not mean that she wasn't worn out from the past few hours.

"Alright, that's everything," she exhaled. "You guys ready?"

"Yup," the girls said at the same time.

"Okay," she acknowledged. "Let's get going then. We should arrive to the mainland before dark."

She then climbed up on top of Toothless's back. Once atop she looked back at the girls. Who hesitated for a moments notice.

"You coming, or what?" she asked.

Both girls looked at each other with further hesitation. Unsure if climbing on the back of a fire breathing dragon was the safest option for them.

"You sure that's safe?" Tulip questioned.

Marcy smiled. Must be their first time riding a dragon.

"Oh, sure it is," she assured. "He's harmless."

"But, have you ever-" Amity was about to ask.

"Many times," Marcy reassured once again. "Trust me, you'll love it."

They paused once again for a moment to think about it. Even though trust had nothing to do with this, they were still not sure about this being the only means of transportation. But fortunately for the two of them, they trusted her enough to take her word for it. And were it not for the joyful and anticipating expressions on Toothless's face, they probably would've reconsidered. Not only that, but considering the fact that their ship had been trashed by that mysterious dragon they fought earlier, they didn't have any other options.

So without further a due, they took a deep breath before moving to Toothless's sides to climb up on his back. With Amity coming up from his left side and Tulip coming from the right. One by one they delicately climbed mounted the Night Fury. With Amity sitting right behind Marcy and Tulip bringing up the rear. Toothless had to shift himself a little due to the extra weight, but surprisingly found the three girls to be light compared to whom he previously carried in the past. He just hoped that he was just as fast with three people on his back compared to one.

"Okay, we're up here," Tulip shrugged nervously. "What now?"

"Now, you might wanna hold on," Marcy suggested.

"Wait, what does that me-"

Tulip was suddenly cut off when Toothless launched himself into the air. Earning a scream by the two girls. Followed by Amity laughing hysterically as she felt the wind in her face. This put a smile on Marcy's face. She looked down to Toothless, who also had a devil-ish smirk on his face before ascending higher into the sky. Passing the jungles below them and leaving the tree house behind as they made their way to the open sea.

"Hold on to your helmets," she claimed even though they had no helmets."Next stop, Wartwood Swamp."

With great haste the group flew over the horizon and towards the mainland. Thus marking the start of their journey to unlock the secrets of the Golden Temple.


And that's the end of this chapter. I hope you've all enjoyed this and aren't too surprised about it. Tell me what you guys think about it in the review section if you wish. As for anything else that you may have regarding questions or comments about this story, you already know what to do. Alright folks, stay tuned for the next one.