An: Hello fellow readers, and welcome to the last chapter of How To Let It Go of 2014 (or the first one of 2015 for my Europeans, Asian and Oceania readers). I'm sorry if this chapter took awhile to be uploaded. My depression has struck me deeply, and I was afraid it would have affected the quality of this chapter. I haven't recovered from it, but I feel this chapter is up to par with the others.

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Noctus Fury: You'll know soon enough. After all, these are just sneak peaks at what will happen once Frozen and HTTYD meet. Also, Hiccup's armor might take some time before it fully becomes true. Let's remember that he's wearing a sort of jacket for practical uses during his travell We all have fictional crushes, and indeed both Astrid and Elsa are simply astonishingly beautiful. My other story's name is How To Become a Dragon Chief, not Becoming a Dragon Chief as you said. Still i'm happy to know that there is another reader that reads both of them. Feel free to also review that story, and if you're looking for Heathercup, check my third story Searching for Echoes of the Past. You should make a fanfiction account so you can PM me; I have the feeling there is a lot you'd like to say.

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Once feeling well rested, Hiccup and Toothless resumed their tests. He decided to first try out Windwalker's scales since the tailfin would need more precision coating it, in comparison to the saddle. It took them almost an hour, but Toothless was finally able to heat the scales enough to make them be moldable. Their first few tries ended up in blown scales or shattered ones, but they, in the end, managed to heat them properly.

"YES, now I just need to mold it properly. Maybe I should make small holes to knit them into the saddle, or perhaps just make a saddle by fusing them together. Whatcha think?" He asked, his question directed to Windwalker since he was the only one capable of answering him. He had to know which method he'd use since he'd use the same one on Toothless' tailfin; therefore he had to know Windwalker's opinion.

'Well, if you knit them, there is the chance that the leather can be burned, while molding it would be more time consuming. I guess both have their pros and cons. It's up to you which method you find the best option.' Hiccup considered the words and thought for a moment, since, the dragon was right. Either methods would be time consuming and had their pros and cons.

"Well, let's just melt them altogether. It's not like we have some kind of schedule." He sarcastically noted, although with a light, joking tone. Windwalker just shook his head in amused disbelief after hearing this. He still couldn't get over at how Hiccup could be sarcastic at every possible situation, even if it was life threatening. He would never forget how the boy remarked that he was about to be mauled by living bacon before Windwalker rescued him from the boars.

They choose to spend a few days more at the tiny island since it was the best place they found to do his project. Hiccup would train with Windwalker at morning, then he would fly with Toothless in the afternoon, and then before they went to sleep he would work on the scales project. He always made sure that Toothless was well rested before the experiment and didn't stretch too far his friend's flaming capabilities.

This routine continued until the day Hiccup finally finished coating Windwalker's saddle. "Finally…" He said while wiping out the sweat formed in his forehead because of the heat, "So what you say: should we give a test?" he asked the dragon after weeping his hand again on his forehead, cleaning the sweat that still remained in there. The saddle was almost completely white, with only just a few metal parts showing out. All the leathery parts were either covered by scales or completely replaced.

'Well, let's see if your scrawny butt won't get sore by riding it.' He teasingly answered. Hiccup shook his head and hopped on the saddle after strapping it onto Windwalker. It felt less comfortable than riding a leathery one, but it still was surprisingly comfortable to him. One would think it was part of the dragon, and only an observing eye would notice the small metal parts standing out on the white coat of scales that Windwalker had. The scales from the saddle seemed to shine under the sun similarly to how his natural scales shined, so it meant that Windwalker could possibly use his ability again.

"All right, let's go." Hiccup said before they took off to fly. A couple of minutes passed as they flew and did air stunts, including some only Windwalker could do because he had 4 wings. After they got tired, they landed back on the island. Actually Hiccup was the one that got tired since Windwalker's stunts were ever more extreme than Toothless'. Hiccup, when he hopped off from Windwalker, mused for a moment how there was no better name he could have given to the dragon than this one back at Berk.

"Well. I must admit, the saddle is surprisingly comfortable." He said as he looked up at the sun. It was afternoon, the sky a mixture of blue and orange with the sun already touching the horizon. It wouldn't take long for the sun to set. He sighed, a bit disappointed. "Well, I guess we'll have to wait until tomorrow to see if you can do that reflecting thing with this saddle." 'Although the scales don't seem to have changed much when melting' he added mentally.

'It's okay. We have time; besides, I think it's time I finally told you more about the Dragon society.' Hiccup beamed at this, like a child who just won a Snoggletog gift. It was one of the subjects he hoped to talk with Windwalker: to know more about the dragons in general. He felt that, ever since he freed Toothless, there was much more than what they meet the eyes.

They passed the rest of the noon and a portion of the night speaking. Windwalker told him about the hierarchy within the Draconic society, the ranks each species had. Hiccup frowned when he mentioned his ranking and why was he second-in-command. Toothless, also hearing their conversation, crooned in support. He didn't like how Windwalker's species was cast out because of their unique abilities.

Hiccup understood well Windwalker's position; after all he himself had the same position basically at his village. But like him, Windwalker's differences allowed him to go further than any other dragon could, just like Hiccup went when he befriended Toothless. Toothless was happy that they were getting along, and so was Windwalker. Hiccup spoke to him as an equal, not out of fear or disgust like he was used.

The next day, after Windwalker successfully used his ability with the saddle strapped, he sat to discuss with Hiccup their course of action.

"Well, we could go back and dethrone the Queen. This way the raids would stop and we could convince Berk that we could coexist in peace. Although how we would do that I have no idea." He said, recalling how the white dragon with blue eyes told him about the nests; and how a Queen always ruled one. And it seemed that the Nest near Berk had a tyrannical Queen instead of a good one.

"Besides, we're at the end of the Barbaric Archipelago. Scandinavia is just a day from here by flight, I suppose. We could settle in Norway until we have planned carefully our course of action." He added, wishing to explore more the world before addressing this problem. He beamed happily whenever he learned something new on this travel, and the prospect of visiting a place few had since Vikings settled here fueled Hiccup's curiosity. Of course he would be able to do so because of his…odd transportation. Going by ship was no easy task, hence why few ventured outside of the Archipelago.

Windwalker analyzed the situation before giving his input. 'Well, yes. Given the Queen's size, it would take a good plan to dethrone her. And as I told you before, we are regarded as myths at these lands, so we could settle down for awhile without worrying that we would be hunted. You could work as a blacksmith at one of these kingdoms, since they probably still have this position in their society'

"Well, that's the thing. I'm pretty sure our fighting with the dragon left us disconnected with the world. I hope they do still need blacksmiths. Maybe I could learn some new techniques." Hiccup answered back, feeling hopeful that indeed blacksmithing was still practiced. He couldn't deny, however, the fear that should it no longer be practiced, or that his skills were obsolete, and therefore that he would have no way of earning his keep if they settled down.

"We just have one problem though…" he said a bit hopeless. The fear he had about the blacksmith subject was nothing compared to his fear regarding this subject…

Windwalker understood his point. 'Indeed we have. The Snow Belt would hinder severely our flight, especially since we are in the middle of winter. Why you Vikings sailed through it, even if you did when it was summer, is beyond my comprehension.' He shook his head in disbelief. One thing that he could never understand, and deeply hated, was the dumb Viking stubbornness. While Hiccup showed to be stubborn, much to Windwalker's relief the boy turned out to be stubborn without being a mindless creature.

Hiccup smiled at the antique "Well, we do have stubbornness issues. I guess that answers your question." He chuckled. This issue was also what held them from just dethroning the Queen. He knew Vikings wouldn't simply comply with the idea of coexisting with dragons after going through centuries of waging a war against them. A grudge was something Vikings deeply held, and they obviously held grudges to the beasts whenever they lost family in a battle.

He was packing his maps and tools on Toothless when he heard Windwalker shout. He gripped his head as the voice inside it gave him a nasty headache. 'Vikings! We need to leave, NOW!' The dragon said alarmed and within a minute after that he shot in the air, leaving Toothless and Hiccup in the island.

Windwalker went to engage the ships so he could buy Hiccup and Toothless some time to pack it up. Since they were about to face the Snow Belt, he would use only long range attacks so his wings wouldn't be damaged. The last thing they needed was a wounded dragon.

Hiccup hurriedly packed his stuff while Toothless was already positioned so his rider would hop on. Within a couple of seconds they were both in the air.

Windwalker met them once they were near the clouds. "So, what's the situation?" he asked the dragon. He was slightly surprised that Windwalker met them, but there was no sign of smoke in the air, or faint shouts coming from below. "And weren't you going to engage them?" Hiccup asked in curiosity.

'It seems like one of the vessels were being boarded. One of them didn't look like a Viking war ship. This is why I did not engage them; none of them saw us apparently.' He explained. Realization dawned on Hiccup.

"Pirates…" he spat the word. He hated Viking pirates just as his father hated dragons. It was one thing killing dragons; after all, Hiccup had been on this side of the war, until he met Toothless. But to be a pirate was deplorable, to the point where they were more downcast by him than the outcasts in Outcast Island.

"Toothless, bring us down a little. I want to have a look at the situation." The dragon complied and Windwalker followed suit. They flew just below the clouds, but that was all Hiccup needed. Pulling his spy glass, he gazed at the vessels.

"It seems like a fishing boat. They were probably boarded because they were bringing back their catch." He readjusted the spy glass as he noticed something odd. "The boat is carrying much more people than it was supposed to… What do we do?" He wanted to save them, since being captured by pirates would likely mean they would become slaves, but also didn't want to risk their lives. Not to mention the oddity of a single boat having so many people. Were they running from somewhere? Or going to invade somewhere?

'Well, we can cripple the vessel without much risk. Perhaps if you save them, you'll be heard. This could help us in the future when we come back to end the war. Considering that we do build up a plan that won't get us killed.' Windwalker thoughtfully noted. Hiccup nodded in understanding. A dragon rider would certainly yield a bad reputation, so if they saved the people in the boat being boarded at least they would improve, albeit slightly, their reputation.

"Alright… Toothless, do a dive bomb, Windwalker, try picking the pirates off from the fishing ship without being hit, or hitting the people on the boat. Toothless and I will go for the bigger one." He commanded, and with this Toothless and Windwalker dive bombed, producing their signatures screeches.

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Everyone stopped fighting to look at the skies. No one had ever seen a Night Fury in plain day, and only a few knew of the existence of the White Furies. And even if neither knew what species made those screeching the sound was more than enough to make them fear for their lives. Anyway, everyone screamed when they noticed both dragons zeroing at the vessels.

"NIGHT FURY, GET DOWN" was what most screamed.

"WHITE FURY, JUMP" those who knew about the dragon screamed, before jumping overboard. Almost everyone that knew about it was a pirate, since they acquired their dragon knowledge through their travels.

The only thing that they saw was a giant blue burst strike the pirate ship, instantly crippling their mast. It was shortly followed by an ice shard that hauled a giant hole at the side of the ship. The pirates on the ship tried to hit them with arrows, but the Furies maneuverability was no match for them.

Both dragons made a turn, though only Toothless ascended to dive bomb again. Windwalker flew close to the water to pick off the few pirates that didn't jump from the boarding vessel. Since they were focused on the Night Fury dive-bombing again no one saw Windwalker until he began tackling the pirates off from the boat.

Again another blue burst brightened the skies, transforming part of the sinking ship into a pile of flying wood wrecks. Windwalker, meanwhile managed to tackle the remaining pirates off the other ship. No one thought on attacking because everyone was shocked with the situation, or was in the middle of the cold ocean trying not to drown.

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Once the fishing vessel sailed far enough from the pirates, Hiccup approached them, but not before putting his scarf and hood. He didn't want to risk being recognized, even though he didn't remember visiting any tribes this South from Berk. The flapping of wings snapped them out of their shock and soon everyone onboard tried to grab a weapon to throw at the Night Fury.

Before they could attack, though, one of them shouted. "Stop!" he held his hands and everyone's attention landed on him. "There is something odd here, the dragons only attacked the pirates." he reasoned. Hiccup didn't know why he did it, but he wasn't going to complain. Apparently there was a Viking that could be reasoned with, and he was grateful for that.

It also seemed that this reasonable Viking, much to his happiness, was their chief, since only a few complained. "But what if they wanted to single us out?" some Vikings murmured in agreement. After all it was not every day that dragons saved a bunch of Vikings from pirates, even less when they faced an unknown species. No one paid attention to the name the pirates shouted as everyone was too busy covering themselves to survive a Night Fury's dive bomb.

"He's right" a voice came, and everyone looked in shock to see the Night Fury hovering in front of them, with Hiccup sitting on it. No one could see his face for he had his scarf and hood covering most of it. The shock of seeing a dragon being ridden, a Night Fury no less, soon turned into disgust and hatred.

"Traitor"

"He sided with the beasts"

"We should kill them while we have the chance"

"Silence" the chief's voice boomed.

He turned to address the rider. "What do you want?" he asked skeptically. While he wasn't wrong that Hiccup only attacked the pirats, the chief would still be cautious. He was smart enough to see how powerful a man could be if he managed to be riding a Night Fury, and considering how the dragon disposed of the pirates, it would be sheer stupidity to face them, especially at the sea.

Forest green eyes, the only thing visible of the rider's face, pierced on grayish ones. "I want nothing, I only took action since I both hate pirates and don't think anyone should be enslaved…" He paused, making the chief grow slightly tense. "However I would like to know why a fishing vessel is overloaded. You have more people than the necessary…" he pointed out.

The chief noted the second dragon circling them from above, while some cried out "Why should we tell you." The cries soon were silenced when the chief held his hand up. He remembered hearing a second shriek when the pirates were under attack. He couldn't see clearly the dragon flying above, but figured it would be following the mysterious rider, making him even more dangerous.

"We were heading North. Our small village has been raided, and we managed to hold them off long enough to leave it before being raided again. Unfortunately we have been followed, and when they reached us they boarded us." He said while some people lowered their gaze, as Hiccup noticed. He had read tales of distant times when Vikings raided each other's tribes, or even pirates. Luckily, Berk's problem with dragons was widely known and it sort of created a protection against being raided.

Then the chief's eyes widened. "My daughter, they took her. She was in the ship when your dragon blew it off." He spat when speaking 'your dragon' more for fear that the creatures ended his daughter's life than for Viking hatred.

Hiccup looked at Toothless and subtly nudged him to ascend so he could talk with Windwalker. Cries of "he's leaving" and "We should have taken him down" came from the boat, but the rider simply ignored it.

Once leveled with Windwalker, he called the dragon. "It seems like the chief's daughter was in the ship. Could you go back and try to find her. Hopefully she is alive despite the damage we've done." The dragon nodded at him and headed toward where the wreck was floating. They haven't gone too far from it, only enough for the pirates to be unable to board the boat again, so it was a short trip.

Wartog, the chief, noticed the dragon leaving toward the wreckage. He didn't know if his daughter was alive, or if the Dragon Rider would use her as leverage against them should she be. He could even kidnap the girl, since the pirates had taken her for her beauty. And, unlike with the pirates, they would have no power in stopping this from happening.

After a minute, the dragon returned. Wartog had noticed earlier it had four wings, though he was only using two. Some people began reading themselves, but he held a hand. The dragon stopped beside the Night Fury.

Hiccup was close enough to be heard, but far enough that they could easily avoid anything the Vikings throw at them, although, he noted, that few of them were armed. Windwalker gave him a subtle nod, indicating that he had found the girl. Turning his gaze to the chief he spoke. "Chief…" he began but trailed off, waiting for the man to say his name.

"Wartog"

"Very well… Chief Wartog, the dragon at my side found your daughter in the wreckage. He'll approach the boat to deliver her to you only if you promise no harm is to come to him." He pointed toward Windwalker, who was holding the girl with a pair of his wings.

Incredulous shouting began. Wartog quickly turned and boomed: "Silence!" Once everyone was quiet he continued speaking. "They could have easily killed us by now" he reasoned. A few tried to protest again, saying it could be a trap, but it was in vain. He held his hand again and spoke. "Besides, the dragon seems to have something in his wings. If she's in there, I will not risk losing her again by mere stupidity. No harm is to come to him, you hear me?" the people nodded, not daring to go against their chief.

He turned to Hiccup. "You have my word." With this Hiccup nodded to Windwalker, not before eyeing the chief to see if it was a trap. The white dragon slowly approached the ship. The people in it nested together as far as the dragon as possible, while Wartog was alone on the vacant space. Since they had orders not to harm the dragon, they wanted to keep as much distance as possible; especially considering none of them knew what species it was.

The boat rocked a little as the flapping wings closed by. When close enough, Windwalker slowly unfurled his wings, revealing a pale girl with raven hair inside it. Wartog carefully took the girl and put his head on her chest, searching for a heartbeat. His heart was beating so fast that it was almost escaping from his chest.

He smiled, almost crying, when he heard a faint beat. He noticed the girl had few injuries, which surprised him, considering the two thunderous blasts the Night Fury shot at the ship. She would need some medical attention and blankets since she was shivering a lot, probably from being so long in the cold ocean, but at least she had a good chance of surviving.

"Heather's alive… She's alive! You have my gratitude Rider" he spoke softly while the people cheered.

Hiccup nodded in thanks. "Sail to Berk and explain your situation to their chief. I'm sure you'll be able to find temporary shelter there. Maybe even live, but that's up to you and him to decide. I wish you safe travels and good wind." he instructed.

"Thanks, but let me ask something." Hiccup heard, and hesitated, thinking the chief would ask how he knew of Berk. Hesitantly, he nodded so the chief could voice his question:"Why help us?" the chief asked, voicing the curiosity of many, and everyone looked at the rider, waiting for his answer. Everyone feared the man as he had such dangerous arsenal, but he had freed them from the pirates and instructed them to safety, not to mention saved the chief's daughter. Even being extremely dangerous the man had shown only compassion for them, which was an uncommon trail among Vikings.

Hiccup, although very nervous, managed to answer the question with an even voice. "I hate pirates. I also saw you in need of help, and since I could help, I helped." He answered shortly and simply, not trusting his voice to hold off his nervousness much longer.

Some people smiled, while others were still wary of him. "Thank you" Wartog said, "We're in debt with you." He added. It was true, though by the face of some they didn't like it. Viking law state that a person, or even a tribe could be in debt with who saved their lives, and since the pirates would either enslave them or kill them before the rider appeared, he, as chief, was forced to recognize being indebted.

"There is no need for a debt." He said, much to everyone's shock. Even though none of them had anything to offer, it was still unheard of a Viking calling off the debt. Then again, it was unheard of a Viking riding a dragon, so the chief only added this as another surprising fact about the hooded person. "Take care of your people." Warthog was about to turn to set sail to Berk when Hiccup spoke again. "And…" once Wartog looked at him Hiccup continued. "Remember this: the dragons are not what we think they are. You all are proof of that." He gestured to them and to the dragons flying.

Some people snorted, while others reluctantly agreed. "We will remember. Farewell" the chief assured.

With that they flew away from the boat. Once distant enough, Hiccup took off his hood to address Windwalker. He sighed heavily while the tension was leaving his shoulders and his thundering heart was slowly coming back to its normal pace. He laid down on Toothless back, absently stroking his dragon before he spoke up "Well, that went better than we expected." The white dragon nodded.

"What should we do now? It's not like we can go back to the island. Word will pass around about us and I'm sure there will be people wanting to hunt us down. I doubt anyone that wasn't in that boat will like the idea of someone riding a dragon, a Night Fury. And sooner or later, someone is bound to discover you, if you're really the last White Fury from around here." He said, slightly apprehended since they were near outside the Barbaric Archipelago sooner than planned.

'Well…' he began, although with a slightly pained tone. Hiccup instantly regretted pointing out the situation of Windwalker's species. The dragon had told him how he and Toothless were probably the last Furies from the Archipelago. At least this part of it. Thankfully Windwalker spoke again before he could dwell into a guilt trip. 'I guess that since we're this close to the Belt, we might as well travel through it.' Windwalker reasoned.

Hiccup knew it was risky, but nodded. Together both entered the belt. The dragon's words calmed him enough to his confidence increase. His time with Windwalker had left him much more confident than he had ever been on Berk. Knowing the two legendary Furies would never leave his side made him feel courageous enough to face the unknown, even being nervous, fearful, and apprehensive about meeting it.

"Then let's go…"

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Elsa froze when she heard a faint growl coming from the shadows of the tower. Her eyes couldn't see what was doing it, but she didn't need to see to know that it was dangerous. Hiccup, meanwhile, crawled toward the source of the sound, almost as if he knew what was causing it.

She stiffened in surprise when two green orbs appeared and were seemingly hovering in the air. They were similar to a cat's eyes, but Elsa knew that, because of their size, what stood hidden in the shadows was not a cat... "I'm okay bud, I'm sore and from the crash but I don't think I have any internal injuries, especially in my head. I'm talking to you after all." The boy said to the creature, as if it was a longtime friend of him.

Elsa's eyes widened when she saw a form appearing around the eyes as the creature stepped into the moonlight. She recognized it from the fairy tales she used to read to Anna, and even though a part of her urged her to be quiet because a creature from the legends was in front of her she still spoke...

"Is t-that a dragon?"

AN: do not misunderstand, there will be more chapters. This was only the last one to me, and some readers, that was published in 2014. happy new year to all of you