Hey guys. Sorry it took me so long to upload this chapter. School has just been a big pain these last few days. I just want to thank all of you who are still following this story. There is still more to come. But for now, enjoy the chapter.

The next morning, Lord Elrond has held a council for the people of Middle Earth to discuss the fate of Middle were lots of people like Gandalf, Frodo, and Strider alike. Hiccup was also invited to join the council but was asked to leave the dragon out of site until told otherwise.

Elrond couldn't risk a panic if they saw the presence of a dragon. From which Hiccup all sat in a semi-circle just around a stone pedestal. From there, Hiccup sat in a chair like everyone else with Toothless hiding behind some pillars to listen to what's going on.

"Strangers from distant lands, friends of old," Elrond started. "You've been summoned here to answer the threat of Mordor. Middle Earth stands upon the brink of destruction. None can escape it. You will unite or you will fall. Each face is bound to this fate this one doom."

Then he looks at Frodo, who seemed to be a bit nervous.

"Bring forth the ring, Frodo."

Hiccup watches as Frodo stands up from his seat and walks over to the pedestal. Everyone stares at the young hobbit as he takes the ring out of his pocket and places it in the middle of it. There, everyone began to whisper to themselves at the sight of the Ring of Power. For those who had not seen it before, have now gotten a chance to witness Sauron's own creation.

"So it is true," said the Man from the South.

After that, Frodo returns to his own seat beside Gandalf and was relived that it was out of his possession. The members of the Council continued to stare at the ring. Mesmerized that the legend that they heard had now become true.

However though, it started to whisper to each individual in turn. Each one of them heard it in different sounds. Just nearby though, Toothless takes a look at the ring. And starts to hear voices inside his head.

"Burz tarbam. "

From that point, Toothless shook his head a bit and turned to his left from the sight of the ring. He backed up and hid deeper into the pillars. Eventually, he poked his head out from middle part of the pillars and continued to watch the scene.

"The Doom of men," the Man from the South whispered.

Hiccup watched as he got up from his chair and approached the ring from the pedestal. Which was very suspicious to Hiccup. Since there would be a person who would be dumb enough to be drawn to the ring's power easily.

"In a dream," he said softly. "I saw the Eastern sky go dark. But in the West a pale of light lingered. A voice was crying: Your doom is near at hand. Isildur's Bane has been found..."

They watched as his hand reached out to touch the ring. And Elrond and Gandalf exchanged a concerned looks, for the man was just hovering his fingers over the ring. Which was a real problem.

"...Isildur's Bane."

Then, Elrond leaps out of his chair and confronts the man.

"Boromir!"

Then suddenly, inside the minds of the Councilers, the Ring began to chant harshly. More than likely Toothless, who pulled back his ears and looked down. He shook his head, grunting, roaring and crying out as he stands on his hind legs, trying to cover his ears. Which Hiccup noticed pretty easily.

"TOOTHLESS!" he called out.

Then, Gandalf stands up and also begins to chant in the same language of the ring. Thunder crackled and the sky darkened. Leaving the council to look around in fear and confusion.

"Ash narzg durbatuluk, ash narzg gimbatul, ash narzg thrakatuluk, agh burzum-ishi krimpatul."

Pretty soon, the voice of the ring begins to die away. Leaving people to resume their thinking in their seats. Even Boromir, who was more terrified them most of them. Hiccup quickly sneaks out to check on his dragon. Who was in a sitting position, panting with his head low to the ground.

"You okay, bud?" Hiccup asked his best friend.

The Night Fury looks up at his companion and gives him a nod. He motioned him towards the ring and made a few warble sounds. Gesturing him about the voice that they all heard.

"I know Toothless," he reassured. "Just sit tight for now."

Then, he quickly returns to his seat. But keeps a close eye on his dragon. In case if it would come back again.

"Never before has any voice uttered of that tongue here in Imladris," Elrond rebuked strongly.

"I do not ask your pardon, Master Elrond," said the wizard. "For the Black Speech of Mordor may yet be heard in every corner of the West. The ring is all together evil!"

But the man that by the name of Boromir thought otherwise.

'It is a gift," he said. "A gift to the foes of Mordor. Why not choose this ring?"

At that moment, Hiccup thought that he was crazy. Surely because using a weapon against the enemy wasn't the wisest decision to be made. Especially if it has a mind and will of its own. But surely the man had to have a reason for his decision. For it would be an unpleasant thing to call him by a fool and an idiot if he didn't hear his explanation.

"Long has my father, the Steward of Gondor," Boromir started. "Kept the forces of Mordor at bay. By the blood of our people are your lands kept safe. Give Gondor the weapon of the enemy. Let us use it against him!"

"You cannot wield it," Strider intervened. "None of us can. The One Ring answers to Sauron alone. It has no other master."

"And what would a ranger know of this matter?" Boromir questioned.

Before he could answer his question, Strider was interrupted by an elf who was sitting across from him.

"This is no mere ranger," he said. "He is Aragon, son of Arathorn. You owe him your allegiance."

Boromir became a bit intrigued with this news.

"Aragon," he said. "This is Isildur's Bane?"

"Yes," said the elf. "And heir to the throne of Gondor."

Hiccup surprisingly nodded his head. To learn the true name of Strider was one thing. But also learning that he was to be next in line to be ruler of his entire kingdom was pretty legit. But would he accept his role was the question.

"Havo dad, Legolas," he said to the elf.

Next thing he knew, Hiccup watched him sit back down in his seat. Then he looks back at Boromir, who seemed to be very disgusted with the likes of both Aragon and the elf Legolas.

"Gondor has no king," he shuns as he returns to his own seat. "Gondor needs no king."

From that moment, Hiccup knew that this man could not be trusted. He knew it from the way he tried to convince these men to give the ring to his kingdom. Which obviously had something going on. But he also knew it from the lack of attitude and self respect that this man displays. Which was most aggravating.

"Gee," he muttered. "So much for good manners."

He turns back to see Toothless still hiding in his spot. He popped his head out from the pillars and crooned silently at Hiccup. In response, he raises his right hand at the Night Fury. Reassuring him that everything's okay. Then he turned back to the council and listened to the conversation.

Yet deep inside him, a part of him felt a bit nervous. These people were eventually going to discover his presence sooner or later. The question was how would they react. A few people in Bree already gave them suspicious looks. But would these people do the same thing. Or even worse. Would they try to kill him? These questions ached in his head as the council continued to go on.

"Aragon is right," said Gandalf. "We cannot use it."

"You have only one choice," Elrond added. "The ring must be destroyed."

A few people looked a bit weary to this matter. Some looked at the ring and wondered if it were ever possible. For Hiccup, he had heard of this before. And he knew the exact place that would be the right location to destroy such a powerful weapon. However, one of them in particular, was not aware of this. Specifically one of the dwarves.

"What are we waiting for," said that one dwarf as he got up his seat.

Hiccup watched as the dwarf approach a pedestal with an axe at hand. He brings it up, and with a mighty yell, he brings it down on the ring. Striking it with all of his will. Unfortunately for him, his efforts became futile. For the ring sent a repulsive shockwave that brought the dwarf onto his back.

The young chief became surprised with the dwarf's efforts and looks back at the ring. And from what he saw, the axe had been shattered, but not the ring. Which was still intact around the shards of the axe.

"That was," he mumbled. "Worth a try."

"The ring cannot be destroyed, Gimli son of Gloin, by any weapon we here possess," Elrond explains. "It was crafted in the Fires of Mount Doom. Only there can it be unmade. It must be taken deep into Mordor and cast back into the fiery chasm from whence it came. One of you must do this."

Then the council became quiet. Even though Hiccup was thinking of many alternatives like burying it at the bottom of the ocean, or burn it at a stake. But he thought that none of those would work.

"Well personally," he whispered. "A quick plasma blast would've done the trick. But that probably wouldn't work."

Then he turns to see Boromir half scared to death. Probably because he knew the lay of the land of Mordor.

"One does not simply walk into Mordor," he explained. "Its black gates are guarded by more than just orcs. There is evil there that does not sleep. And the Great Eye is ever watchful. It is a barren wasteland. Litered with fire and ash and dust. The very air you breather is a poisonous fume. Not with ten thousand men can you do this. It is folly!"

"Maybe," Hiccup said in his head. "But with ten thousand dragons, we could do this with our eyes closed."

"Have you heard what Elrond said," Leglas rebuked. "The ring must be destroyed!"

"And I suppose you are the one to do it?" the dwarf by the name of Gimi questioned.

"And if we fail, what then?" Boromir shot back. "What happens when Sauron takes back what's his?!"

"I will be dead before I see the ring, in the hands of an elf," Gimli shouted.

Then, the entire council, with the exception of Gandalf, Elrond, Hiccup, and Frodo, erupted in an argument about the ring. Which just sat there.

"NEVER TRUST AN ELF!" Gimli yelled.

There Hiccup thought if there was some type of rivalry between dwarves and elves. Almost reminding him of the one his tribe had with the Berserker Tribe all those years ago. But nevertheless that some things around here never change.

"Do you know understand that while we bicker," Gandalf said as he joins in the argument. "Saruon's power grows! None can escape it. You'll all be destroyed!"

By then, Hiccup and Frodo sat in their seats. With Hiccup looking back at Toothless and Frodo watching the ring. As Frodo watched it, the angry figure of the council members reflected on the surface of Sauron's Weapon.

The chaos and despair signifies the doom of Middle Earth. For as he looked on, flames started to engulf around the surface. And the same words that usually are said from the ring start to chant in Frodo's head.

As the argument intensified, determination started to make way into Frodo. For he is the only one who could resist the ring's power for a maximum amount of time. And what he was about to do was probably the biggest thing that he has ever done in his life. So he stands from his seat and walks to the angry crowd. Attempting to speak to them as the argument went on.

"I will take it," he said. "I will take it!"

He attempting to speak louder, but he came to no avail. But luckily for him, Hiccup was able to hear him trying to say something and looked back at the crowd in disappointment. For he knew what he had to do. He sighed as he got up from his seat and motioned Toothless to come out from the pillars. By then, the dragon was right by his side as they stood before the council.

"Toothless," he said. "Care to, do something about this?"

The Night Fury did not know what it was he was talking about at first, but when he laid his eyes on the council, he knew exactly what he had to do. Without thinking or taking a deep breath, Toothless unleashes a roar loud enough for the crowd to hear. The sound of the roar caught everyone's attention. And by then everyone turned towards them.

For those that know the two, Gandalf, Frodo, Strider and Elrond looked at them in confusion of that action. To everyone else, the boy was merely a stranger with one leg. However, their sights on the dragon made them more agitated then usual. More than likely because they saw him as a beast of shadow and elves kept their guards up while the dwarves held their axes up. And Boromir had his hand on the grip of his sword. Which was most surprising to the two of them

But for Toothless, he didn't care about their agitation. And for that, he walked behind his master and kept his eyes on the young hobbit. By then, Hiccup looked at Frodo and gave him a nod. Allowing him to tell everyone his decision about the ring.

"I will take the ring to Mordor," he explains. "Yet I do not know the way."

Everyone focuses their attention on the young hobbit. Most of them became shocked by his statement. Yet, for some people, they accepted his decision. And Gandalf was the first to respond.

"I will help you bear this burden, Frodo Baggins," he said. "As long as it's yours to bear."

Others followed him shortly after. The second of them being Aragon.

"If by my life or death I can protect you," he stated. "I will. You have my sword."

"And you have my bow," Legolas said as he joined in.

"And my axe," Gimli added.

By then, Hiccup was just after him. He stood in front of Frodo and knelt before him.

"You have guts kid," he said. "Guts that I use to have when I was a boy. And even though this is a dangerous task, is this what you want?"

"I will do what I must," Frodo answered. "Even if the path up ahead isn't what it seems.

"Then you have the honor of a true viking," said Hiccup. "I don't know how I got here. Shoot, I don't even know if I would make it home. But if I'm gonna spend the rest of my life fighting for this world's freedom, then that's what it will be."

Then Hiccup looks back at Toothless, who was watching the whole thing.

"Right bud?"

By then, Toothless slowly walked over to Hiccup and stood before the young hobbit as well. Before he did anything, he looked at Hiccup. Who gave him a little nod. Then, he looked back at Frodo and slightly bowed his head. Pledging his allegiance to him with all means necessary. Both Elrond and Gandalf smiled at this sign of gratitude. However, Boromir and his arrogance interrupts it.

"What is this?!" he demanded. "What is this...beast?"

"This is the dragon, that the prophecy spoke of," Elrond explains. "He is with the viking."

Just hearing about it made the people of the council withdraw their weapons. Hearing of the prophecy, made them a bit relaxed since this dragon wasn't really of this world. And if it served under the viking lead, then there would be a good chance that it would be harmless to them. But Boromir wasn't really convinced.

"Dragon?" he questioned. "So, you would ask, a man, who has no idea what our situation, with a brute-ish beast that slaughtered thousands of my people? Creatures that would do nothing but destroy and hoard treasures in their caves like mongrels, to aid us without question? How do we know that he's not a spy of the enemy? How do we know that he's not working with Sauron himself?!""

In response, Hiccup approached him from where he was and stood right in front of his face.

"Listen, mutton head," he said. "First off, where I come from, Toothless and I helped people. Not raided villages and take treasures. Secondly, I find it most offensive to hear my dragon being called a mongrel by the likes of you. And thirdly, if I was a spy, y'all would've been dead yesterday. So I suggest that you better watch your back! Or I'll watch it for you!"

"You think you can challenge me, persecutor?!" Boromir provoked. "Well, if you are a man to save us. Then let's prove it. Let's just see what you're made of."

Then he grips on his sword and begins to pull it out. But before he could pull it out all the way, pulls something out from his right hand and holds it to his chest. When Boromir looked down at it, he saw a small ball. With little bits of green gas spreading out. He looks back at Hiccup and still didn't look amused.

"What is that you carry?" he asked. "A ball so that you can toy with me to death?"

"In this carry Hideous Zippleback gas," Hiccup responded. "Now, if you don't want your face to be covered in ash, I suggest you back out of this right now. Before it's too late."

"Try me..."

And just before he could react, Hiccup pulls the pin from the ball and lets it go. And before Boromir could respond, a tiny spark came out from the other end. Creating a small explosion was created. One that sent Boromir on his back. He was about to get up from his feet.

But before he could do so, Toothless pinned him to the ground with his right paw. He growled a bit before Hiccup whistled back to him. By then, Toothless stands down and lets Boromir go. There, Hiccup grabs his hand and pulls him up.

"Now, let's be honest here," he reassured. "That was only in defense. I did not mean to harm you in such ways."

Boromir stayed silent for a moment, before speaking to the man who just downed him.

"Very well," he said. "I will work with you, Dragon Master. But I warn you. I have my suspicions. Should you turn on us, then I will strike you."

"Sure," Hiccup responded. "And we'll be ready."

Boromir tries to ignore that and turns his attention to Frodo.

"Likewise," he said. "You hold the fate of us all little one. If this is indeed the will of the council. Then Gondor will see it done."

After he said that, a shout came from behind a bush nearby. And next thing they knew, Sam came out and rushed to Frodo's side.

"Mr. Frodo's going nowhere without me," he said.

"No indeed," Elrond responded amusingly. "It is hardly possible to separate you even when he is summoned to a secret council and you are not."

Sam chuckled nervously in realization of what he just did. Hiccup in the other hand folded his arms and looked unamused.

"Kids," he shrugged.

But he soon found out that he wasn't the only one. Pretty soon, he spotted Merry and Pippin sniffing about behind some pillars nearby. And when the time was right, the joined Sam and the others whom had pledged their allegiance to Frodo.

"We're coming too," said Merry. 'You'd have to send us home tied up in a sack to stop us!"

"Anyway," Pippin asked. "You need people of intelligence on this sort of mission...quest...thing."

Gandalf gave Elrond a look before touching his forehead with his fingers.

"Well that rules you out, Pip," said Merry.

Elrond got a good look at the people who were going on this quest and was merely impressed.

"Eleven companions," he said. "So be it. You shall be the Fellowship of the Ring."

Everyone applauded at the newly formed group of members who would be going on this adventure to destroy the weapon that would decide the fate of Middle Earth.

"Great," said Pippin. "Where are we going?"

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