Danny

Danny beamed as he took to the skies. He estimated that he'd been without his powers for about two days, but as he thought back, he realized that it was probably twice that. (He'd only factored conscious hours into his estimate.) The point being, that he hadn't flown in days, and he loved flying.

He shot past the dragons, surpassing their flight and rocketing into the clouds with an extatic whoop.

Danny loved to fly, but heck if he understood the physics of it. Somehow, he was able to transition from moving through the air around him, to actually being able to touch it, as if it was solid. This made it so that he could not only float in mid-air but the teen could actually stand while in the air. It also made it possible to look an uncomfortable amount like Peter Pan while he fought ghosts.

The teen stopped in his flight and put his hands out in front of him, allowing the ecto-energy that he had been cooping up to build in his palms. The glowing, green, ball of ectoplasm grew gradually to the approximate size of a basketball.

Danny spun it around his index finger like an NBA player and grinned down through the clouds at the approaching Dragon Hunter ships. Three in total cut through the waves in a steady pace towards Dragon's Edge.

"Hello, target for misplaced agression." The teen still had a smirk on his lips and a mischievous glint in his eyes when he faded from the visible spectrum.

Hiccup

Explosions rang through the night, shocking the young man awake. A schreech came from the door as a Night Terror burst in. Hiccup thrust his blanket aside and shivered as the cold night air rushed in on him.

Toothless leaped from his pallet and landed in a crouch beside the boy, eyeing the Night Terror warily.

"Thanks for the warning." Hiccup rolled his eyes at the small dragon still panicking as it fluttered angrily around the room. "Timing's a bit off though."

Hiccup shoved his feet into his boots before he burst outside. "Come on Toothless!"

He threw himself off the edge of the porch that surrounded his hut, completely trusting Toothless to catch him as gravity overtook his body.

The teen landed nimbly on the back of the Night Fury as the dragon caught up with his fall.

Hiccup's eyes analyzed the situation. Three enemy ships were closing in fast, but they weren't in firing range just yet. Which meant that there was likely an attacker already moving through the outpost.

Most of the Edge was in perfect condition, the twins even still had their boar-pit locked up. Astrid burst out of her own hut and began moving towards the other end of thr outpost.

Hiccup circled above the Edge and looked towards where the blonde was headed. Smoke billowed from the storehouse, and the telltale glow of fire was clawing quickly towards the dragon stable.

A jerk of terror ran through Hiccup as he realized that the other dragons were trapped in the building mere minutes from being consumed with fire. He had to get them out of there, if the flames didn't kill them, the smoke would.

"Toothless!" He directed simply.

The dragon followed his gaze and hummed musically in confirmation. Faster than the brain could process, the pair had changed direction towards the stables.

But before they could move more than five feet, Stormfly, Hookfang and Meatlug shot out of the open doors of the stable. They were immediately followed by Barf and Belch who slunk out gracefully, slurping up two fish in both heads simultaneously.

All four dragons were accompanied by a black and white blur that shot past them in the blink of an eye.

"What was that?" Five voices chorused as one.

Thus a large argument was ensude.

They might have sat there bickering about whether the blur was a flying skunk or a flying badger (both had the correct color schemes) until they were shot down by the hunters and had several ribs broken.

However the green blasts that attacked the ships a few minutes later provided ample distraction from the educational lecture that Tuffnut had forced upon them. (Hiccup really didn't ever want to learn that much about how a skunk's relationship worked.)

"Okay, well that was enlightening." Hiccup got the group's attention. "Thank you Tuff, for all that information that I'm concerned as to how you got. But we need to move."

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Danny

Danny had learned extremely quickly how to make ecto-blasts. It was both simple and incredibly difficult at the same time. The energy first built up in his core, then travelled like a mental signal down his arm. That was the part that came as easily as breathing. The hard part was the aiming.

Ecto-energy travelled in straight lines, gravity was the only force that changed it's velocity, friction (even air friction) had no effect on the blasts. Even then, gravity didn't affect them much.

Alignment was incredibly important as the energy would not curve through a bend in his arm.

Unless his arm was completely aligned with itself and it's target, the blast would miss entirely.

I literally completely made this up. But I do know that punches will not be as effective unless they are well aligned. So why wouldn't ecto-blasts work similarly

Danny chuckled and lobbed another blast at the ships' masts. He wanted payback, Ghouls! He wanted to kick Viggo's butt! But that didn't mean he'd be sinking anything. So taking out their mobility seemed the best option.

He was still invisible and as he shot over the waves, the pleasant smell of salt and sea breeze ruffled his white locks. He was glad that nothing had changed in his ghost form, he still had white hair, a black and white jumpsuit, white boots, and (Danny assumed) his signature toxic green eyes.

He skimmed the side of a boat and laughed eerily at the panicked Dragon Hunters. The troops shot back and forth across the deck, the clanking of metal following them everywhere as they hualed balistaes around frantically, hoping to launch a counter attack at the invisible assailant.

The teen snickered again before shooting into the sky to continue his attack. Unfortunately, he crashed directly into an ebonu colored dragon. After months of ghost fighting, he recovered very quickly, but still lost hold on his invisibility as he rubbed his head, gritting his teeth.

"Ouch." He muttered. "I'm gonna feel that tomorrow."

It took a few seconds to notice the six riders staring at him in bewilderment. He didn't blame them for their silence. What exactly do you say to a flying kid that just flickered into existence?

Luckily they were all distracted by a battle cry.

"Dragon Riders!"

And then an order that shocked everyone, even the o e that gave it.

"Hold your fire!"

Viggo, narrowed his eyes at the glowing child that somehow stood in a guarded stance a hundred feet above them.

"I believe one of the Einherjar is in our midst."

Three guesses what the Einherjar are! If you know Norse mythology, you probably know what I'm talking about. Nonetheless, Viggo's probably wrong. Thanks for reading, I'm sorry it wasn't very action filled. Mostly a filler chapter.