I just want to give a little more information on why I decided that Toothless would take Hiccup to Wingmaiden island instead of Defenders of the Wing. As I mentioned in the second chapter the Wingmaiden are closer to dragon island. I looked at the Dragons: Race to the Edge map on Dreamwork's website and concluded that Atail and the Wingmaidens were closer. I also didn't want Hiccup to stay in the same place for a long thing time. I feel that if he had gone to the Defenders then Mala would have insisted that he stay (because he was so young).

Well, I just wanted to explain because I feel like I didn't really say why I picked the Wingmaidens over the Defenders.

Bold will be dragon speak.

5 years later

"Are you having as much fun as I am, bud should we try this thing again?'' Hiccup, or better known as Night by most to the dragons and Vikings in the archipelago, was flying atop his best friend.

"No, I really don't know why you insist on testing this crazy thing, you're going to get yourself killed'' Toothless was more than fed up with his friend's antics. Why did he insist on testing this crazy invention and risk his life doing it?

"Oh come on, bud it's not that bad. I don't get hurt every time!" Hiccup and Toothless were returning to their home on Dragon Island. They had just spent a week exploring the Pacific Islands. Now Hiccup would have the materials at his forge to fix the flight suit he was working on if he crashed.

"I haven't worked on it all week." Hiccup continued to argue.

"Why can't you just be happy with an adventure to a new place, why do we have to test this crazy thing. Plus you have me you don't need to fly on your own." Toothless just wanted to head home and maybe get some sleep, but his crazy friend wanted to take risks.

"Fine, we can just head home I have a few adjustments to make to my leg it was pinching me the whole trip, blasted leg." Hiccup cursed in Norse, he couldn't always find the words in dragon speak.

Stoick was never the same he'd became a harder and even sterner chief then he had ever been. He would run the village with the same power he always had. Everyone could always tell that he was hurting whenever he would go into the forge or even look towards his house. He would spend as much time in the village as he could. No one talked about Hiccup especially not in front of the chief, he would shut down and turn bitter at any mention of his long lost son. But no matter what anyone said he would never give up hope that Hiccup was out there somewhere lost and just waiting for his father to come to his rescue. No matter how crazy that sounded and how many people told him that Hiccup had to be long dead.

The dragon raid had stopped in the last five years, only the occasional dragon would come near the Island and they would never even try to take anything. For the village, it was so quiet they were bored. This caused a bigger mess than the dragon raids, wars with other tribes and even in fighting. Berk was just not the same as it was, they had nothing to do.

Hiccup had finally got the adjustments done and he was happy with the fit of the new prosthetic. The 20-year-old had been working on this new prosthetic that would rotate allowing him to have a riding foot, a climbing foot and of course a walking foot. Now it was working how it was supposed to finally.

Now he was just laying around with his best friend. Toothless was curled on the floor and Hiccup was sitting on the floor next to him leaning into Toothless' heat.

"Toothless I love being here with you. I am so glad that we meet." Hiccup was warm against his dragon. The later that it got the more that sleep was pulling Hiccup in. Toothless answered with a purr. Slowly they both drifted off into a comfortable sleep. Rider and Dragon were wrapped up like nestmates.

It was just after nightfall and Astrid was still out in the woods practicing with her ax. Everyone had changed when Hiccup left and Astrid was no exception. She was mad at first, why would someone who finally started to show promise just up and leave. Then later when they didn't find him and people started saying that he probably didn't make it and that it was useless to continue to look for him, she began to realize how much he really affected her everyday life. Even today she would miss seeing him in the forge or even just some of the thing he would say that he thought that no one would hear.

She was about to go home when she heard the roar of a dragon, she looked to the sky to find that two dragons were flying just above the trees. She did the only thing that came to he mind she throw her ax as hard as she could aiming at one of the dragons. She knew that she hit her target when the dragon let out a shriek, it wasn't often nowadays that she could take down a dragon they never came very close to the island. She watched as the dragon went down followed by the second. Quickly she ran through the forest looking for her kill. Quickly, she ran into the clearing that the dragons when down in. The uninjured dragon was purring and growling lovingly, yeah it sounded like they cared deeply about each other. This cause Astrid to freeze and observe the dragon comfort its wounded friend, dragons didn't have feelings, right? Suddenly it turned and was looking straight at her, she could see anger as well as fear in both the creature's eyes. The wounded animal looked at its companion and let out a blood curtailing scream. The second one looked at the other begging it to let it stay but reluctantly took the air after a minute of just staring at the injured one. Astrid could hear a pained roar come from above the trees as the dragon left.

"Your tricks won't fool the mighty Astrid Hofferson," she said to the dragon that lay on the ground dying. She walked towards it and pulled her ax out of its side examining the blood that stained the blade. She looked up just in time to see the light flicker then fade for the dragon's eyes as it took its last breath.

She flew as hard as she could, she had to get home. Her whole world had just been destroyed but one human on a rampage, she lost her best friend and mate. Now she would have to feed their hatching by herself, of course, Night would help to the best of his ability but he would never fill the hole that would be left in the absence of her Thunder. She would have to raise three baby monstrous nightmares by herself.

She could see the island in the distance, she needed to get to Night as fast as possible this was an act of war and she wanted justice for her loose. Night being her queen (yes even though he is a boy, that's how the dragon hierarchy works) would do something about this. Echo just kept flying full speed she needed to get home now.

Authors note: I know that that death was kinda intense I know that it was for me but I promise the Thunder didn't die for no reason. This will get the story moving some more. No Thunder isn't Hookfang. Sorry if this chapter feels weird I was having a really hard time writing it I really don't know why because I have been so excited to finally get the time to write it, once I got started though I got stuck so I hope that it makes some sense.