The Island is attacked:

Astrid leaned against Stormfly, her knees drawn up and face pressing against them. Stormfly watched her rider with sorrow.

"It'll be okay Astrid. You did everything you could," she licked her rider's cheek and Astrid managed a simple smile. Stormfly smiled back. She then focused her sight on Toothless, taking a little nap, dreaming about his rider.

"Are you really certain that Hester will agree to this?" she asked, interrupting his nap not to be mean but for a necessary purpose. "Are you sure that she will come and help us?"

Toothless lifted up head to speak to her. "I am not sure. But I believe she will not go down this dark path. She is too good and too warm-hearted to do that,"

"How can you be sure?" Stormfly was sceptical about Toothless's claim of this girl being warm-hearted. She sounded so cold towards her rider.

"Because I know her Stormfly," Toothless defended. "From the moment she spared my life and helped me fly again, I have seen something inside her that sets her apart from any other human I have encountered,"

The group heard footsteps approaching. The three turned and saw Hester coming back to them. Toothless bounded forward to her and she hugged his head.

"I'm coming back," she said. "You're right Astrid. I can find it in my heart to do the right thing. I won't let Berk fall no matter how much I hated my childhood there,"

Astrid smile was small. "Thank you," she said softly.

"Don't thank me yet," Hester said. "Thank me when this threat to Berk is quelled,"

Astrid's response was a nod.

The girls mounted their dragons and glided back to the cliffside overlooking the cove where Garsir and Skullbones waited with Snotlout, the twins and their dragons. Down below, Sigmund and Fishlegs saw them all group up together. They flew back up to them as well.

Sigmund, Hester and Garsir grouped together for a little private talk. Their dragons blocked the others were eavesdropping on them.

"Can you believe it guys?" Garsir asked. "The Red Death had an heir who's now on his way back to Berk to wipe everyone out?"

"Not only that but there are dragon-demons who can't be killed. You guys don't it could be like those crystal dragons we saw back on that island, do you?"

"I don't know," Hester shook her head. "But I'm going back. Alone,"

"We're coming with you!" Sigmund interjected. "You're not doing this alone!"

"I can't bear the thought of what would happen if you guys got hurt," Hester dreaded.

"Hester, the last time you went up against a giant dragon alone with just Toothless, you nearly died," Garsir reminded, her fear plaster on his face. "And…" he couldn't say it. He just gestured to the metal foot on Hester's leg.

"But Astrid said that Thor said only I can stop him. If you guys fight with me, then you'll die,"

"Doesn't mean we won't not fight by your side," a courageous Sigmund refused boldly. "No matter what you say Hester. We are helping you,"

Hester couldn't argue anymore. They would rather die by her side than hold back as if she meant nothing.

"We have to get back as soon as possible," Garsir said. "I never thought I'd say it but – I 'm glad we're going back. I miss my dad so much. And I cannot wait for him to meet Skullbones,"

"I can't wait to see my parents again," Sigmund said happily. "I really hope they'll love you Tifespike," Tifespike turned around and nuzzled him.

"And I promise you girl. Once this is over. I'll bring you back to your family. Or maybe your family and your pack could come with us! Would you like that?"

"I'm not sure," Tifespike agitated. "They'll be concerned about what your island has to offer in terms of food,"

"Don't worry Tifespike," Hester promised. "There's plenty of fish. And flora for your pack. Plenty of food,"

"I hope you'll like my dad boy," Garsir spoke to his dragon as he gave him an affectionate scratch. "Even if you did chase for years and that he stole your bone,"

"I suppose it wouldn't hurt meeting him," Skullbones considered.

"Can we get going already?" an impatient Snotlout groaned impatiently. "We have an island to save!"

"Be patient!" Toothless snapped.

Snotlout jumped with fright and hid behind Hookfang, much to the Monstrous Nightmare's amusement.

"That's not funny!" Snotlout groaned.

"Okay. We're going," Hester exasperatedly replied. "Oh Thor! You're so impatient,"

Suddenly, there was a wailing roar that shook the trees and rang everybody's eardrums. The dragons started growling. A threat was approaching.

"What was that?" Fishlegs panicked, shuddering like a fragile sheep.

The roar grew louder and louder.

"Please tell me that's not what I think it is," Hester pleaded as she recognised that sound.

"I think it is," Toothless growled.

Suddenly, swarming out the sky was a flock of dragon-daemons. Their skin, although the colour of coal, looked like crystal, much to Hester's shock. "No," she gasped out. "No,"

The other teens, except Sigmund and Garsir who held her hands, looked at her questionably. Why was she so scared? Had she'd seen them before?

Toothless snarled and stood in front of his rider and close human friends.

"What's going on guys?" Astrid asked, drawing out her axe whilst her dragon uppricked her spikes.

"Uhh – is this really the time for questions Astrid?" Fishlegs trembled frightenedly.

"Get her!" the leader up above commanded. "Kill the others whilst I capture that girl,"

Instantly his servants dived down firing balls of explosive blasts. The dragons fired back, shielding their wings over their riders. It didn't little effect. Soon the different sides were split up, with each of the teen's dragons take on about three of them at once.

The riders struggled to stay safe and stay close to their dragons at the time.

Meanwhile, the leader of the group focused on their prize, on Hester. Before Hester could get a chance to mount him so he could fly, Toothless pounded forward onto the leader but the leader knocked Toothless away. After that he pinned a petrified Hester down on her beck. "Help!" she screamed.

"Leave my Hester alone!" Toothless blasted the leader and pinned off, standing protectively in front of his rider. "Leave her alone!"

Tifespike and Skullbones were at his side supporting him.

"You mess with our riders' friend, you mess with us too," Tifespike aggressively warned, having come to consider Hester a close friend judging from her incredibly close friendship with Sigmund, and so did Skullbones.

"You stay away from her!" Skullbones let out a mighty thundering roar that actually knocked the smaller but more impenetrable dragons off their feet; even the leader.

They fired on the dragons and managed to knock them back a bit. Tifespike felt her hidden eardrums ring; she could hear her pack coming up to help her. Anyone who messed with her, messed with the rest.

Providing cover fire, the Alpha of the pack provided Hester, Sigmund and Garsir enough time to mount their dragons and fly up, giving them a greater advantage. The teens too.

"There's too many of them!" Snotlout cried.

"Ahhh!" Fishlegs screamed louder than even Skullbones. Only the feeling of riding his Meatlug made him feel a tinsy bit safe.

"We can't stop them and save the Tifespinner's island!" Astrid screamed. "We must go!"

"No! We cannot let them take the Tifespinner's island!" Sigmund shouted.

"Brother – it's either that or we die!" Fishlegs protested.

Sigmund couldn't agree, but Hester saw that with too many of these dragon-daemons meant too much destruction to put out. With a regretful decision, she gave out her command. "Everybody retreat!"

All the riders retreated up into the sky with no choice. The Tifespinner pack though wouldn't lose their island to those dragon daemons. Sigmund and Tifespike noticed and Tifespike dove down to stop them. Her rider called out urgently to them.

"Guys, the island is lost! You have to come with us!" Sigmund pleaded. "I'm sorry!"

The Tifespinner pack watched in horror as their precious island was destroyed. All the fauna was singed. All the fish was eaten. It was gone now.

"I'm sure that my human's home will have plenty of mixed food for us," Tifespike reasoned. "We must trust him,"

The Alpha took one last look below. They were right. It was already too singed for them to have enough food and continue living on. He commanded his pack to follow Tifespike and the others.

Every dragon disappeared into the clouds and flew as fast as their wings could carry them. After a moment, the dragons slowed down to save their energy. Luckily, they were too far to need to fly faster. They had a long journey ahead of them and they needed to save their energy.

As they flew over the sea, The Trio, their dragons and the Tifespinner pack were quiet.

Hester was hanging her head with guilt.

Sigmund sensed how heart-broken his dragon was over losing her home. "I'm so sorry girl," he patted his dragon's head. "I'm so sorry," He kissed her head to give her his love before addressing the Tifespinner Alpha and his pack. "I'm so sorry that your home is gone guys,"

"It's not your doing," the prudent Alpha said. He showed a face of trust to Sigmund. Out of the humans he had seen, Sigmund was the one he trusted the most, considering the fact that he healed on of his own.

"It's all your fault guys!" Garsir shouted accusingly at the teens that weren't his friends.

"Our fault?!" Snotlout ranted back.

"Yes! You guys led them to this place. It's all your fault that the Tifespinners have lost their home! It's all your fault that Hester was nearly killed!"

"How were we supposed to know?" Astrid snapped back with Stormfly's supported.

An angry Sigmund joined in. "You should have known Astrid. You all should have known!"

"Stop! All of you!" the fiery Hester shouted.

Everyone was silenced.

"This isn't going to help anything! If anything, it's my fault! They were after me! They wanted me! It's my fault that we were nearly killed and that the Tifespinners have lost their home,"

"Don't blame yourself Hester," Fishlegs tried to console. Meatlug tried to hover closer to Toothless but he growled at her, not liking her company.

"I should have known they'd come looking for me," Hester remorse, speaking her thoughts out too loudly. "I didn't think they'd find us,"

"Why in the world would crystal creatures be after you?" Tuffnut asked confusedly. His question made the teens look at Hester.

"Well…" Ruffnut steered off, crossing her arms.

Hester wouldn't speak. She didn't even turn to address them.

"Why are you three not telling us what we need to know?" Astrid questioned.

"Because we don't trust you guys," Garsir said darkly.

Hester wanted to ignore them. But she could stop the feeling of being looked at so tensely. She noticed the other teens staring at her. They would not spare her the glare. "Fine," she huffed. "Alright. I'll tell you," For the next hour, she told the teens about their journey to that mysterious island the other day, how they went looking for adventure, how a mysterious voice ringing in her head influenced her to follow it, how it swayed her into touching that massive crystal that caused her skin to glow with dragon images and how those crystal creatures chased them off the island.

"So – you're thinking that those creatures were after you because of how you touched this giant crystal thingy?" Astrid asked.

Hester nodded.

Toothless sensed her fear and crooned comfortably, promising her his will to protect her at all costs.

"That's doesn't make sense," the clueless Ruffnut said, oblivious as a naïve child.

"Yeah – what happened again?" Tuffnut asked.

Hester smacked her forehead.

"Seriously?! Did you not listen to the story?" Sigmund questioned heatedly, becoming bad-tempered by the Thorsten's teen's ability to not listen or pay attention to anything anybody said, even his own sister or mother or father.

"Nope," Tuffnut shook his head.

"Look guys…Hester must have sort of connection with them," Fishlegs tried to add up the facts. "Whatever magic is inside her, that's what drawing her to us,"

"Oh, I feel so much better now," Hester said sarcastically.

Fishlegs was met with a dark glare from his brother. "Sorry,"

"Look Hester, nothing is going to happen to you," Garsir promised. "Like we said before, you are doing this alone. We will all face this together,"

"I think I know someone who might have answers," Astrid said.

Hester twisted her head to her. "Who?" she sounded desperate for answers. Anyone would do just as long as she got an answer.

"I think your father Stoick knows something," Astrid answered straight. "Something he doesn't want anyone else to know,"

A bewildered Snotlout gasped. "How can you say that Astrid? The chief keeping something secret? That's preposterous,"

"Come on Snotlout!" Astrid argued back. "You saw how he was about to say something back in his hut when we told him about our dream. I think he knows why you're only one who can defeat the Red Death's heir Hester. And perhaps, why you're connected to whatever crystal that was or why those crystal creatures were after you,"

"Then I have some questions for him," Hester said grimly.

"I will have the greatest pleasure in scaring him into answering your questions if he refuses," Toothless promised.

Unexpectantly, Skullbones passed out a bellowing roar that made everybody's ear drums ring.

"What's that for boy?" Garsir asked.

"I think I know," Fishlegs jibbed up again. "Legend says that the Boneknapper's roar is its mating call,"

"That's just a myth!" Garsir protested.

Suddenly, five female Boneknappers appeared out of the clouds.

"Hello!" Skullbones ailed.

"Hello!" every female called back.

"Ooo!" Garsir teased. "I bed you have a way with the ladies,"

Skullbones growled playfully, making Garsir laugh.

"Woah!" everyone else said in wonder. Even the wonder seemed to make Hester's spirits lift up a bit.

"Now we've got back up," Sigmund said. "These dragon-demons may have impenetrable skin but that does not mean we can't delay their attacks. We're going to need all the help we can get,"

The remainder of their journey was quiet. Hester was bracing herself for what was to come and what she would have to face – sooner or later. Toothless worriedly consoled her. Within another few hours, the group along with the Tifespinner pack and all the female Boneknappers were in sight of the last island that Hester had ever thought she'd see again. Berk.

Oh my. They're home again. Wonder how Hester will handle it? At least she has Toothless and her boys and their dragons. What is Stoick hiding? Will they discuss the matter or focus on preparations? We'll have to wait to find out.