The Past Comes Calling

by Galvatream

Five years after the Red Death was killed. Three years after peace with the Outcasts and Berserkers came. Two years after Hiccup and Astrid were married. Much has changed, but the past will always come back to haunt the present. And Berk's past, is about to bring a world of pain and death. Bonds will be tested, and strength strained. Sequel to Stigende Arrestorde. M for safety

6. Chapter 6

Berk

Hiccup slowly pulled back from Astrid's embrace, his eyes glancing up towards his father. "What do you mean Odin help us?" Stoick closed his eyes as he glanced towards the ground. "What I've been hiding, the secret I've had was placed under our protection for several thousand years, the Haddocks were charged with defending the Blade of Shadowflame from all who seek it's power. Buried within the mountain before us, the Cyber Death dragon guards the blade." Hiccup widen his eyes. "There was a dragon here on Berk during the entire war and you never thought of attempting to kill it?" Hiccup stated, surprised at the fact that his father had known there was a dragon on Berk the whole time during the war, and knew where it was, but didn't bother to kill it.

"Son, the gods placed the dragon there along with several others as guardians. We were told by the gods that if we ever dared to harm or kill the Cyber Death, we would feel their wrath, that we would pay with our lives." Hiccup nodded slightly, now understanding why his dad had refused to even kill it. "When we were first approached by the gods, they brought along with them, a message from their creators. A message that gave us our orders. We came to Berk, established a town, and thrived. Always ready to defend the island against any that ever dared to attack us. It was one of the main reasons I jumped at the chance to work with the dragons for peace. Because the more allies we had, the better chance we had at defending the sword." Hiccup Slowly glanced up. "Why were you so refusing to inform us of this?" Stoick sighed. "If that sword ever fell into the wrong hands, ti would be catastrophic for the entire Archipelago, imagine if Dagur or Alvin had gotten hold of it before we came to peace, no one would've been able to stop them." Astrid placed a hand upon Hiccup's shoulder. "We need to prepare, there's no telling if they know where it is yet, but we need ot be ready, we need to gather the other tribes, warn them of what's coming." Hiccup gave a small nod. "Go son, head to the other tribes, I will inform the rest of Berk and those here off what we must defend with out lives."

Caves of Utter Shadow

Draegon smirked as Drago stopped before him. "Drago Bludfist, we meet at last." Drago narrowed his eyes. "Enough talking, I shall only help if I get a few Shadowflame Terrors added to my army." Draegon chuckled. "Foolish, I would never allow my masters pets to fall under your control." Drago chuckled. "I have an alpha. They can control anything." Draegon chuckled. "Zrekhar told you that the alpha couldn't control them." Drago rolled up his fist. "Lies." Draegon chuckled. "Lies you say, these dragon do not even come from this place, they never existed here until my master's blade was placed within this very universe."

Drago blinked. "What?" Draegon chuckled. "I suspected you wouldn't know anything outside the Archipelago. I do not even come from this universe. Rather, I come from the very first Universe to exist. The Alpha Universe. The centre of all things that exist. Think of them as realms in your myth. Each realm is different, but each would be tied to a central point. The Alpha Universe in this case, is that central point. And these dragons hail from there." Drago raised an eyebrow in confusion. "What?" Draegon chuckled. "You can have a few Shadowflame Terrors. But I will have some of my men riding them at all times, they will obey you in the quest for the Blade of Shadowflame. Trust the dragons, for they will be able to sniff it out. Search every island, raze them to the ground, and perhaps, if you truly prove yourself, my master may consider sparing this universe and leaving it for you to rule over, if you prove loyal to him."

Drago was shocked, his mind was still processing all he had been told. "I don't believe anything you just said." Draegon chuckled. "Then allow me to introduce you to the one who shall be leading the Shadowflame Terror squad I shall be lending to you. Former resident of Berk, killed by Stoick the Vast's son. I give you, Snoutlout Jorgensen." Snoutlout was quick to emerge from the shadows. "You must be Drago Bludfist." Dragon blinked. "I had heard you died, how are you alive?" Zrekhar quickly emerged. "I resurrected him from the dead, per my masters orders, he wants revenge, he is strong, he is worthy to lead Berk. I am a necromancer, or did that part of my legends reach you, I can't remember, it has been so long since I have checked on who has heard my legends and tales." Drago smirked. "So, where should I start the search first?" Draegon smirked. "Outcast island, we have begun with the stronger tribes and slowly making our ways towards the weaker ones."