A Fight to the Death:
Rafashfear, his body burnt and singed a little, could see Berk enlarging yard by yard as he flew forwards at a faster pace than previously. His motivation to devour Hester and her home made him hungry. "This time – they fall – and we win!" he snarled.
Just as he was only five yards away from the two Viking statues that guarded Berk's docks, his hazy sight caught the glimpse of a black blurr approaching. Sitting on the black blur was a figure.
He stopped flying. This could be his chance to gobble them up if he was patient. "Hold your flying!" he commanded his army. The army and his second stop and hovered behind them.
The black blur, revealed to be Toothless with Hester riding upon him, stop flying and hovered in front of him.
"You will not win!" Hester shouted. "Not this time! Not ever!"
"You really think you can use the Dragofleur to stop me! You know you can't overuse it without killing yourself like you almost did,"
"Doesn't mean I doesn't know how to stop you," Hester retorted back bravely.
"What kind of runt like you knows how to stop a supreme species like me?" Rafashfear challenged.
"What kind of monster like you thinks he can enslave dragons to do his bidding and harm innocent people?"
"Why can't you just accept that what your mother did was wrong?" Toothless demanded. "Why can't you see that everything she did to not just dragons, but Vikings as well was cold and cruel?"
"You think you're the ones who are innocent? What about me and my mother?!" Rafashfear whined.
Hester and Toothless concurrently furrowed their eyebrows. What was their foe talking about?
"All our lives my mother and I were hated by other dragons. They called us monsters just for being big and for our 'hideous' looks. No matter how many times we tried to show that we were so much more, they never changed their opinions of us,"
Hester suddenly felt sympathy for the dragon. Just like her, he and his mother were always mistreated just for their looks and for being born different. "And so you felt like if the world is only goanna see you as monsters, you'd had to be like that so you'd never feel the same again,"
"How could you understand how I feel?!" Rafashfear bellowed, raising his roar.
"I know how you feel Rafashfear, how your mother felt. All my life I was mistreated for being weak and for some sort of screw-up. All my life I wanted to rip Berk apart for their selfishness towards me,"
Hester's words seemed to make Rafashfear cool his temper a bit. He had never encountered another creature, let alone a human, who shared his feelings.
"When my island set out for Berk not knowing that they would encounter your mother, I wanted to let them die as payback for their neglect towards me. But then I realised if I did that I would have been just as worse as them. And even if they hated me, I had people who loved me for who I was," she stroked her dragon's head who looked at her with love. "Rafashfear, you don't have to be the monster that they view you as. What you're doing makes no different than them,"
Her sympathetic words had begun to sway Rafashfear from his dark course, but it would not warm his heart.
"Don't let your heart be consumed by anger and hate the same way I almost allowed mine to. Is this really what you want?"
"You dare to question me on what I want?!" Rafashfear bellowed. "Well here is my answer! I want the world to know that if all they're do is see me as is nothing but a monster than that is what they're going to get! I want every weak useless soul like you and your friends on this earth that I come second to no one!" the Red Death's Heir snapped and tried to eat them.
Toothless dodged the bite and flew away.
"After them!" Rafashfear ordered a large number of his army.
His second and thirty others pursued Toothless and Hester. The second led closing himself on Hester, readying his jaws.
Hester smirked when she heard flapping behind her. She leaned her head close to her dragon's earflaps. "It's working bud," she whispered. "Head to the stacks,"
"You got it," Toothless sped up faster than the wind and headed west.
Behind the biggest stack on the far outskirt of the west of Berk, Tifespike had a wings claws nailed a bit into the rocks. Her rider clung his legs tight around her neck and even hooked an arm around one of her head horns so he wouldn't fall and dangle backwards. Tifespike didn't mind. Just as long as he didn't pull too tight.
Sigmund waited patiently, shading his eyes with his spare head. He suddenly heard sonic waves of sounds into his ears. He knew what it was.
"It's Toothless girl," he whispered.
"His chasers have no idea what's coming," Tifespike crooned. She steered her head and she saw a few Tifespinners poking their heads from their hiding spots from the other sea stacks.
Sigmund raised up his hand, signal ready. The sonic hearing grew louder. Toothless was rocketing closer, and closer, and closer…
Toothless soared into sight, just pass Sigmund and Tifespike's hiding spot. Then the group of crystal dragons.
"Fire!" Sigmund shouted, slamming down his hand. All at the once the Tifespinners including Tifespike blew ghastly balls of green fire. Hester felt her eyes burn with power as she focused the Dragofleur's energy on the fireballs. Red fiery energy surrounded the fire balls and as they struck some of Rafashfear's soldiers, they were immediately blown to pieces.
The second managed to dodge everything. But he watched helpless as a baby dragon as all his comrades were blown to pieces from the combination of fire and the Dragofleur's immense energy.
He tried to fly off, but he was suddenly surrounded by the Tifespinner pack, Tifespike and Sigmund.
The Tifespinner Alpha growled. "You shall pay for destroying our island! Tifespinners fire!"
The Tifespinner's fired all at once on the lonely second and Hester manipulated the fire until it completely engulfed the crystal dragon. She closed her fist as he was encaged inside the acid fire. It turned a boiling red and then she released her fingers and Boom!
The second was gone. Kaboom!
"That's Phase 1 done Hester!" Sigmund called proudly over to her.
"Oh right! Now for Phase 2!" she shouted.
They flew off together and the Tifespinners flew behind them.
Rafashfear sent dozens of his crystal creatures upon the village. The crystal creatures were surprised to see that no one was standing up at the village.
Garsir came crying out loud in battle-mode on his dragon. Skullbones growled, so did his pack of female friends. They didn't fire. Instead they used a tactic that they hadn't thought of.
They bashed the crystal creatures into one another with their mace-end tails. They were bad bruised crashing into one another. They broke their bones and scratched their wings and they were sent plunging into the sea below. Their crystal hides caused them to sink below the water into the deep.
"Yeah Ha!" Garsir boomed in triumph. He patted his dragon's face side.
"Great job ladies," Skullbones complimented the females who all crooned at him back.
"It was nothing," one replied.
"Anything we'd do if one of us can have you as a mate," the other wooed.
"Looks they'll be swooning over you," Garsir teased his dragon.
The group flew over to meet up with Hester, Sigmund, Toothless and the Tifespinners. Already half of the army was done for.
"Phase 2 done!" Garsir shouted. "Phase 3 now!"
Rafashfear bellowed with rage when he realised that half of his army had already fallen, seeing as how they were still alive. He roared and lead his army towards the island.
On their dragons, the Berkian Riders including the teens sat upon their dragons. They saw Garsir, Hester and Sigmund approaching on their dragons.
"They're alive!" Astrid squealed out. "Thank Thor!"
Down below Stoick and Gobber saw that the Trio and their dragons and their allies were safe.
"Thank Thor," Gobber breathed.
"I can't believe that they're alive and that it's working," Stoick breathed out, breathless from his daughters' thinking.
"Your daughter surely is a natural," Gobber murmured with wonder.
"She surely is,"
Up above, Fishlegs squealed out: "I can't believe it's actually working,"
"It is indeed – brother," Sigmund addressed.
"Did you just…he just called me brother! He just called me brother!" Fishlegs squealed out like an ecstatic child. He had never been called 'brother' before by his little bro. This was extraordinary. It was…
"Focus Fishface!" Snotlout shouted, irritated by his excited manner, in the middle of a battle. "We still have a dragon to destroy!"
"Okay! Okay!" Fishlegs calmed himself and his occasional nemesis down. "Just excited that I'm being called brother by Sigmund,"
"Yeah. Like he never called you that all," Tuffnut said over.
"Guys!" Astrid snapped. "Are we seriously discussing family right now whilst we're fighting?"
"Look!" a Viking up above called.
All the teens turned and saw Rafashfear approaching just behind the cliffs of the island. His might head overlooked the village. It was terrifying.
"See how we've just wiped out half your army?" Hester dared the fiery daemon with bold eyes. "See how powerful we are? This is your last chance to leave if you want to live!"
"Never! Fire!" Rafashfear commanded.
"Fire!" Hester bellowed.
"Fire!" the boys roared.
"Fire!" Astrid commanded.
All the dragons fired together as one. Hester channelled the energy of the Dragofleur in her veins. Fire blasts, Lava blasts, Gas blasts were encircled by forces of red energy and as they fired onto the crystal dragons they were blasted to pieces. It was working. The crystal dragons tried firing back with their firepower, but accurately the dragons dodged, and they charged at them in aerial mode, their riders crying out battle cries whilst wielding weapons.
The dragons charged and struck one another down. The teens joined in the fight.
It was terrifying for them. It was breath-taking for them. It was experiencing near deaths for the first time. But they were brave, they were bold. They had their dragons to protect each other.
Their dragons shot the creatures down and Hester managed to amplify their power.
For ages, this fighting came went on. Stoick and Gobber fired boulders at the crystal dragons to stun them, long enough for their allies to overpower them.
Rafashfear tried firing at them, but together the Tifespinner pack used the spikes on their wings and their spinning technique to wipe out most of his eyes. He roared in pain as every eyeball was swiped out until one remained in the middle on the left side.
Toothless had manged to blast down the final one with a plasma blast. The crystal creatures were no more. Everybody cheered as they were gaining victory in this battle and finally winning the war. But they still had Rafashfear to deal with.
"Everybody! Follow my lead! We're goanna try and get him us! And when he opens his mouth, fire everything you've got into it!" Hester commanded. Everyone obliged, nodding their heads.
"Time to finish this bud,"
"Let's do it," Toothless narrowed his eyes.
He flew towards Rafashfear's face. Rafashfear narrowed his single eyes. He readied his mouth to fire.
"Wait for it. Wait for it," Hester whispered.
The riders were scared, soaring right towards the mouth of a monstrous dragon. But they had to trust Hester. She was their leader, their hero, their expert on dragons.
Rafashfear raised his jaws.
"Now!" Hester roared.
Toothless, Tifespike, Skullbones, Stormfly, Hookfang, Meatlug and Barf and Belch fired together as a team into the giant jaws into the giant mouth of Rafashfear. His gullet lit up. The dragons kept firing and firing into his mouth until they reached their shot limits. It seemed like he was goanna explode…but he didn't.
That's impossible. Hester was shocked. It worked on his mother. Why didn't it work on him?
"Uh – is something supposed to happen?" Ruffnut questioned, her voice sounded as if she was confused.
"What's happening?!" Sigmund screamed.
"Why didn't it work?!" Garsir freaked.
"Nice try! But I am far more powerful than you take granted for! Far more powerful than my mother! No fire inside me can destroy me! Those crystal dragons gave me power to make my insides fire-proof! You know there's only one way to destroy me Hester. But you can't do it. Because you're NOTHING!"
He flapped his wings. The dragons were blown backwards, out of the sky. They landed with painful thuds on the ground. The other Vikings on their dragons tried to help out. Rafashfear pulled back his wings and flapped at them, knocking them out too.
Toothless crashed into a catapult, gravely wounded whilst grabbing Hester from his saddle and wrapping her in her wings. Rafashfear destroyed the catapults with a slash of his magnificent wings and his bludgeon-like tail. A catapult collapsed on top of Toothless. Quickly he tightened his protective grip on Hester and allowed the falling pieces of wood to land on top of him.
He managed to crawl out and realise Hester's from his grip but he was wounded with bruises.
"Toothless!" Hester cried out, cradling her head filled of splinters and bruises. "It's okay. You're goanna be okay bud!"
She heard squirms of pain. She looked up to see her friends and their dragons gravely wounded from their fall. They were too weak to fight.
"Hester!" she heard her father running forward to her. He was limping on one leg which had blood spilling down from the graze on it.
Gobber sprinted to his son and cradled his weak body in his arms. "Why didn't it work?" he cried out.
"He's too powerful!" Hester cried out. "The crystal dragons made his impenetrable too powerful!"
Her plan had failed. She felt tears burning behind her eyes when she saw that every Berkian and their dragon wasn't strong enough to get back up and fight. She twisted her head and saw Rafashfear's cruel smile. She puffed silently through her nostrils and gritted her teeth and glowered with her heated eyes.
She didn't want it to come to this. But there was no choice. If dying meant they would live, then so be it. She took her stand much to everyone's confusion.
"Wait Hester! What are you doing?!" Sigmund freaked out.
"There's only one to end him! To ensure he doesn't win!"
"You can use too much power!" Stoick shouted, grabbing her arm.
"It'll kill you!" Fishlegs screamed.
"If I don't, we'll all dead! I'm not letting anyone else die! I have to do this!" Hester was bold but too stubborn to back down.
"No please! There's got be another way!" Sigmund pleaded.
"Guys!" Astrid freaked out. She pointed upwards.
Rafashfear was raising his head preparing to fire. His fire would engulf the whole village in flames, until there was nothing left, but ash, and dust, and bones.
"He'll goanna fire!" Stoick shouted.
Hester knew this was her chance. Before anyone could stop her or pull her away, she turned to the crowd and proclaimed to everyone except her best friends: "I forgive you all!" She then turned and sprinted towards the end of the cliffs.
"Hester stop!" Stoick pleaded. He tried running after her, but he fell from his leg injury. Toothless tried as well but he was too injured too. All the dragons were.
But Hester was running. She was running as well as her legs would carry her. Rafashfear saw her running up. He halted his fire. He smirked. "So, have you come to recklessly kill me!"
"To destroy you!" Hester roared. She had just reached the end of the cliff. She took a mighty leap, taking the position of a crazy Viking girl about to punch Rafashfear with her mighty power.
Rafashfear opened his mouth and she landed inside his mouth. Then…Snap! He shut his jaws hard and tight.
"Nooooooo!" everybody screamed and shrieked.
"Hester!" Toothless roared, not caring about his safety but the safety of his 'sister'.
Inside the mouth, Hester closed her eyes and concentrated her power as far as her mind could go. As she did, pictures of the people she loved appeared in her head, flying around like dragons in her brain.
Sigmund and Garsir playing with her.
Toothless singing to her as he rocked her to sleep.
Gobber teaching her how to craft and invent cool things.
Stoick cupping her cheek…him rocking her to sleep as a baby…. him showing her the island when she was a toddler.
Her and all the teens fighting together, like a team, like a group of friends with no rivalry, no resentment.
The massive group she had back in the cove with her best friends, Toothless and their dragons.
She was glad she had lived a life which was now worth dying for. She felt the red energy illuminate and burn her body. Then, as she spread her arms out, she felt a sudden…Flash!
Rafashfear's body glowed red, it started to rip him apart. "Ahhh!" he screamed in pain. Soon his eyes burnt red, his wings started withering away, suddenly there was a might BLAST!
A ginormous red explosion engulfed the atmosphere. Everyone fell back off their feet as the red cloud of dust covered everything.
A moment passed…
Everyone cringed with pain as they stood up. The red dust cleared from the village. The dragons were able to regain some strength and use their wings to blow away the cloud. As they could see the view of the island again, Rafashfear was no longer there. He had blown up, vamoosed into nothingness.
The Berkians gasped. They fell on their knees or knuckles from shock.
It was done.
His reign of terror was over.
But it had cost Hester, it had cost them her life.