New species of dragons were setting fire on houses or breaking them down with their own paws and snouts. Hiccup watched in awe, but then remembered he should probably do something.
"We need to get these dragons under control!" Hiccup said, jumping on Toothless and gripping the saddle tight. He attached his prosthetic leg to the stirrup and patted Toothless's neck, to allow him flight, while attaching his other leg to the stirrup. Then the two of them were airborne.
Astrid whistled for Stormfly and as she waited, she took in the sight even further. Buildings were either in fire, barely standing or already in ruins. The unfamiliar dragons were on top of houses, walking on the roof tops or surrounding the Vikings inside them. But to Astrid, it seemed like they were searching for something.
Stormfly squawked from the air, landing beside her rider with a thud. Astrid patted her dragons head, jumping on her back before the two of them left the ground to find out what was going on. They flew over the village until Astrid spotted Fishlegs down in the streets, trying to stop the dragons, surrounding him, from destroying more houses. "Down there, girl."
Astrid jumped off of Stormfly before she even got time to land. She took a summersault to and before stumbling, as she ran, over to Fishlegs. "Fishlegs!" Said person turned around. "What in the name of Thor is going on here?" She asked, gesturing with both arms to their surroundings.
"I don't know!" Fishlegs said frightened. He yelped as he ducked from an incoming fireball. "Everything was fine until the dragons were spotted on the horizon," Fishlegs shrieked.
"We need to get them away from the village," Astrid said, running over to Stormfly. "Do your thing girl," Stormfly squawked, holding out her tail. She whipped her tail in the air, releasing spikes, blue and yellow, towards a dragon that lay on the ground…sleeping?
"Would you look at that," Fishlegs said, looking at the sleeping dragon. He walked over to it, inspecting it for as long as he can incase the dragon were to jump on him any minute. But didn't. "That's weird-AH!" Fishlegs screamed, jumping behind Meatlug as the lazy dragon opened its eyes, revealing yellow eyes similar to Stormfly's, just a hint of orange in its color.
Fishlegs peeked over Meatlug's back, looking at the dragon with wide eyes. The dragon barely looked up at him with its small open gaze. Its snout was huge, considering the small, cube like eyes. Ears were farther away from both eyes and snout, and its body structure reminded Fishlegs of a Gronckle, except that it was larger in size and had larger wings.
Meatlug walked away from her rider. "Meatlug?" Fishlegs asked, but Meatlug ignored him. She walked over to the dragon, nuzzling its side but got nothing but a lazy growl and a little smoke escaping its nostrils. She sat down by the dragon, looking at it while Fishlegs inspected it further.
"I'm no dragon expert but this must be the laziest dragon I've ever seen," Astrid pointed out with a chuckle. Fishlegs shrugged.
Hiccup flew above the two, hovering on Toothless above them. "Anyone like to fill me in on what's going on here?" He yelled, holding the trigger of his sword incase needed.
"We were wondering about the same thing!" Astrid yelled, cupping her hands around her mouth.
"Okay, I better find my Dad-
ROAR!
An ear-piercing roar filled the ears of Berk. Every wild dragon snapped their heads away from their destruction and up in the air. Seconds later taking flight in the same direction. Toothless roared, waiting for his rider's command.
"Let's follow them bud," Hiccup said, patting his head. Toothless growled, flapping his wings to the side and setting direction to the wild dragons. The two flew past every dragon, trying to get to the front.
Hiccup's eyes narrowed, finding it hard to see between the wings and figures of dragons all heading towards the same place in a pack. He steered desperately through wings and past tails, wanting to keep himself from crashing. "Okay, bud, fly a little lower," Toothless growled, obeying and the two flew below ever wild dragon that kept high above ground. Hiccup looked forward, finding dragons landing around in a plaza. He took his chance and steered Toothless through a gap, ending up above all the dragons on the ground. He looked around curiously, following the dragon's heads that was snapped in the direction of their…food storage.
"Oh please don't let this be another Red Death scenario," Hiccup groaned. "Take us down bud," Hiccup patted his head, pointing to the front door of the storage where a huge dragon, green and red, was trying to smash to door down with its skull. Toothless shot a small plasma, resulting with the wild dragons taking a step back. By that, Toothless landed in the small clearing to block the entrance. The second Toothless landed, Hiccup jumped down on the ground with bent knees, clicking his sword quickly and held it up in front of him.
"It worked," Hiccup smiled gleefully, admiring the flames as he waved it in front of him. He stood up straight, examining the sword to see if the metal melted. It didn't. "I can't believe I made a flaming sword," Hiccup whispered, halfway squealed, in awe, thinking that it was probably his best invention so far.
A roar brought him out of his trance and snapped him back to the dragon walking towards him. The green and red dragon was huge in Hiccup's eyes. Now that he was standing face to face with it. It's eyes was white with black slits, horn beneath and above its muzzle, making it look like a two sided axe. It had two long horns that looked like ears, huge nostrils that sent warm air towards Hiccup's body.
Though it sent chills down his spine, Hiccup kept his eyes on the dragon and examined it further. His, it was obvious it was a he, had small hands but long claws, the scales on his neck up to his wings looked like incredible armor.
Every part of his huge body was green; some parts a faint color of orange, except for its belly that was white and skull and wings both a mixed color of red and green.
The dragon growled, steam escaping its nostrils.
"Easy there," Hiccup said, taking a step back to give room for his sword without hurting the dragon. That is, if the dragon could even get pained by the touch of fire. "I'm not here to hurt you," He whispered calmly, waving the sword in front of him. Slowly, the dragon's eyes moved to the sword. "I know why you're here."
More dragons followed the sword's movements. Their pupils growing from their usual slits. "You're just a little hungry aren't you boy?" Hiccup whispered, holding the sword away from the dragon and over to the others. He reached out his hand slowly, noticing the dragon's attention turning towards him.
"Good job son! I'm pretty sure no one else could have done this as quickly as you," Stoick's voice ringed in Hiccup's ear, breaking the bond between him and the armored dragon. Hiccup jumped back as he felt his father's hand on his shoulder. He turned around; about to hush his father down since all the dragons were glaring at them.
Stoick reached out to pet the dragon's head, thinking it was tamed. "No, Dad, don't!" Hiccup screamed, retracing his sword. But it was too late.
The dragon took a harsh grip on the wood beneath their feet, bouncing towards Stoick who's eyes went wide and as instinct punched the dragon away by its jaw. This set chaos out on the village once more.
Dragons, looking as in the same specie of the one Stoick just hit, flew up in the air, trying to escape the fight between the green dragon and the chief. Hiccup ran a hand through his hair, watching the dragons fly away in every direction of Berk. But his attention turned quickly back to his father who kicked the dragon away from him.
"Dad! Don't hurt him!" Hiccup screamed, trying to break the fight.
"Me hurt him? He's the one who almost crushed my skull!" Stoick yelled back, grabbing the dragon by its horns to keep it from eating him alive.
"Well this isn't exactly how you should keep it from doing so!" Hiccup yelled, ducking as the dragon's tail swung at him.
"Tell that to him!" Stoick yelled back, using all his strength to keep the dragon from bouncing on him. Hiccup groaned, running beside his father. Stoick pushed the dragon away from him, both having a distance between each other.
Hiccup took this as his opportunity and jumped between the two of them, pulling his flaming sword out once again. It didn't light up. "Oh man, not now!" Hiccup said in clear panic, banging the handle against his hand. He looked up stressed, finding the dragon ready to bounce on him as well. In the last minute, he threw himself to the side, making the dragon wrestle, horns against arms, with his father once again.
"Come on dad! Can't you just try to bond with it or something?" Hiccup said, covering his head from the incoming tail that had several spines out in every direction.
"Can't you do it?!" Stoick shouted through gritted teeth. Hiccup uncovered himself and sat up. "I can't! It won't let me near him," Hiccup said, standing up on shaky legs. He shook his head, cupping his hands. "Tame him like you did with Thornado!" Hiccup yelled, hoping at least that would help him understand what to do.
"I though you said it was the wrong way!"
"Just do it!" Hiccup yelled. Stoick groaned but agreed. He grabbed its horns, knowing he could take a hold of its tail without getting some serious injuries, and threw him to the side, making the dragon fall to its side.
Hiccup walked over to them a little unsure.
Stoick held the dragon harder to the ground as it tried to shake him off of him. "You're a tough one, but not as though as me," Hiccup rolled his eyes in the back ground, crossing his arms. "Are you done bragging?" Hiccup asked unamused. This time Stoick rolled his eyes, looking at him.
"Maybe," He laughed, letting go of the dragon once it gave up. He took a step away, letting the dragon stand up once again. Their eyes met once again. Stoick gave him a stern look, glaring into the dragon's eyes that cowered and looked away innocently.
"Wow dad, looks like you just tamed a dragon that's just like you," Hiccup chuckled, walking up beside his father. Stoick smiled, looking at the dragon satisfied. But then he remembered back to his old dragon.
"I want him," Hiccup looked at his father confused.
"What do you mean?" He asked.
"He's as tough and brave as me," Stoick pointed out.
"And stubborn," Hiccup muttered.
"So, I want him as my own," Stoick said, hands on his hips. Hiccup chuckled, opening his arms with a gesture towards the dragon.
"He's all yours," He said, walking over to Toothless who laid by the food storage. But then remembered. "AND DON'T FORGET TO BOND WITH HIM THIS TIME!" Hiccup yelled just in time from preventing what happened last time. In which ended with, when he was trying to get his father a new dragon after Thornado, his leg almost falling off.
He had forgotten to try and bond with the dragon by reaching out his hand and asking for his trust. Instead he started mounting the poor Thunderdrum who snapped his jaw towards his leg and flew away instantly later. Hiccup gave up ever since then.
"Alright, Alright," Stoick sighed in defeat, holding his hand out for the dragon.
Hiccup chuckled, mounting Toothless and the two set flight back over to the forge. Unfortunately for them, another thing needed his assistance.
"Hiccup!" A voice called from beneath. Hiccup looked beneath Toothless and found Astrid standing beside a dragon, with their friends and their dragons, waving her hands for him to come down. He patted Toothless's head towards a clearing near them and they landed.
"What is it?" He asked, dismounting his dragon and walking over to them.
"This dragon won't budge," Tuffnut answered for her, lightly nudging its side a couple of times until Belch had to carry him away from the dragon by the back of his fur jacket.
"Pushing a dragon to do something won't help Tuff," Fishlegs 'sassed' with his dragon knowledge.
"Uh guys-
Hiccup tried to interfere, speaking of the dragon in which was now oblivious to the five teens, but Snotlout cut him out.
"Hey Fishlegs!" Fishlegs turned to him. "Why don't you tell us how to help this dragon instead of teaching Tuffnut obvious information," Snotlout snickered, earning a glare from said Viking.
"GUYS!" Hiccup shouted.
"What?!" They asked in unison. Hiccup rolled his eyes, bending down next to the dragon.
"Could we please stop arguing and figure out what is wrong with this dragon?" Hiccup turned to them, not keeping an eye on the dragon that looked clearly offended. The teen's eyes went wide. "For all we know he could be hurt."
"He's not the only one going to get hurt," Ruffnut snickered, waiting for the dragon to fire. Hiccup turned around with wide eyes, noticing the dragon's mouth open, ever so slightly, glowing a hint of orange and red.
"TAKE COVER!" Hiccup shouted, pushing himself back up on his feet before hiding behind a nearby stone.
BOOM!
Hiccup peaked over the stone, finding the dragon looking in the same direction. He followed its muzzle direction, finding a house on fire with Vikings screaming and yelling. Hiccup walked away from the rock, walking next to the dragon again followed by the others.
"Sorry!" He apologized to the Vikings panicking, and turned back to the dragon.
"We should get him to the academy," Astrid suggested. Hiccup nodded.
"What in Odin's skivvies was that?!" A voice yelled from behind them. Gobber pushed his way forward, but his voice didn't sound shocked or petrified. It sounded like Gobber getting metal scrap from Trader Johann.
"Nothing Gobber," Hiccup said simply. "Just another dragon that didn't leave with the rest," Gobber nodded, walking over to the dragon.
"Did it fire recently on the building over there?" Gobber asked excitedly.
"First of all, it's not an it, it's a he," Hiccup held up his thumb. "Second, it did," He showed his index finger. "And third, why are you so excited?" He finished off with his middle finger.
"It's glorious!" Gobber said, holding his hook in his hand. He coughed, straightening himself up like a Viking instead of an over excited little girl. "What are you planning on doing with him?"
"We don't know," Fishlegs said. "For now just put him in the academy to avoid more destruction."
"That's probably a good idea," Gobber shrugged, looking at the mentioned building in flames ."But I want him."
"Gobber-
"Hiccup," Gobber cut his apprentice off. "I know what you're going to say."
"Really? Am I that easy to read?" The other's shrugged in agreement. "Fine," Hiccup groaned.
"Besides," Gobber started. "He could be handy in the forge," Hiccup held his ribs with an arm and the other arm leaning with his elbow on his forearm, supporting his head. He considered if Gobber having a new specie, they don't know the slightest about, in the forge, with unknown abilities and fire power that high, would be such a good thing.
"Fine," Gobber smiled. "But on one condition."
"Here we go again," Gobber muttered with a roll of eyes.
"You train him in the academy and bond with him there," Hiccup said firmly. "And not here in the streets," Gobber nodded. Hiccup sighed in relief, not wanting to be his assistance like he was with his father when he bonded with a dragon. In his mind, Gobber must be five times worse than his father.
"Astrid, Fishlegs, Snotlout, Ruff and Tuff," Hiccup started. "Could you help Gobber?" "Sure," Astrid nodded, speaking for all of them. "Are you joining us?" She asked.
"Can't, got to get ready for the peace treaty," He said, mounting Toothless. "Dad wanted to see me before it started," He noticed, in the corner of his eye, Gobber smiling when he heard it, but shrugged it off and took flight towards his house.