Dawnbreaker note: I see that in the year I was away from FF, the grammar NAZIs haven't gone anywhere :P That's actually quite relieving. They're usually a big help although I'd take 'em more seriously if they were from authors who actually have an account and have logged in... ('hint') Lol

Anyways, I'm not here to talk about that! So, here's the next chapter! R&R!

alla/n: I originally had like 250 words in my author's note, but y'all probably don't want to hear from me, just the story, right?..

When it was my time to write, I was taking finals for college. You can imagine how much time I had to write whilst studying cal 2, chem 1, and circuits. So sorry.

-Back to first person.

The very next second after we all returned to the village, there was a fury of questions. It was an interrogation by everyone from the village who could get their voice heard over someone else's words. It had just been ten minutes before when Astrid and the gang saved me, but the word of what had passed traveled faster than a night fury flying with the wind. It droned on for what felt like hours; Vikings yelling about the net that had shocked to the touch, Toothless' now glowing scales, the unknown people, if I was injured, Astrid's self-proclaimed relationship with me, why us two were out there, and a whole boatful of other questions. Few of them were given an actual answer, not that any of them were a correct answer. The village was driving me crazy and all I could do was just attempt to answer their barraging attack of inquiries, my father was even not stepping in to calm to the village at first, he was just a appalled as everyone else standing at his sides. Eventually though the chieftain stopped the inquisitions plaguing me and we headed off home after he gave some satisfying words to the villagers. I just knew though, as I began to face the trail following towards home, before I took my first steps against the dirt path, before I looked at Toothless, before I even caught eyes of my father again, that I would have to answer everything to my father. I was looking at the ground knowing that this stressful night was far from over.

My father remained with the crowd for now, he told me to go home. Normally, I would have something to say against his order, but there was no reason to disagree in this situation, I was just glad to escape the questions for the short walk home. I had heard Astrid yell get away from her boyfriend to the unknown people, but that was not what my mind was on. I had been hurt by a net that could strike like a skrill, but that was not what I was thinking about. The fact that I had almost been killed just minutes ago was not worrying me. My eyes were locked on Toothless as we walked away from the crowd slowly. He was still glowing, the markings on him defined this dragon as lunar, but the moon belonged to the night, he's a night fury, not whatever they're calling him.. He might be a lunar dragon to them, but the name of the species is not important... Toothless' eyes were locked onto me as well. His demeanor was still as if we were in some form of danger, but I knew there was safety here in the village. I just wanted to stop and inspect Toothless, but the crowd was still in sight. I did not even have to glance back to know, the voices still rang out from the large group of people. When we finally turned a corner, once I knew that no one's eyes would be on us other than our own, I dropped to my knees and my started to run my hands along Toothless' black, glowing hide. My eyes were starting to water up a bit as I felt around my friend. "Toothless, are you alright? Is everything okay? Are you hurt at all? Why are you glowing, bud? Toothless, what's wrong? ..." I started to hit him with as many questions as I was stricken with just a short time ago. The dragon seemed a bit stunned with the sudden shower of attention, but I was not thinking about his sake, I was making sure he was okay for my sake. I rested my hands on one of the glowing crescents, it felt warmer than the rest of his body, but not by a lot. "Toothless, are you okay?" I asked again, "are you okay?" I asked again, the words just kept escaping from my mouth. I was just kneeling there with arms wrapped around the black dragon's neck repeating those words.

"Rrrraaww..." Toothless spoke, it was a soft growl. He leaned into me more, I could feel his head resting on my left shoulder with more weight. I stopped repeating myself when I heard this. Toothless sounded distressed like me now, but not like he or myself were in any danger. With his soft grumble I knew he was worried as I was for him, my hail of questions was only making it worse on him. I stopped and just continued to hold my arms around the night fury, around my friend. I can't ever let you go, Toothless... everyone.. freaking everyone wants their hands on a night fury.. to have a rare trophy, to control the strongest dragon.. to save their god... I tightened my grip around Toothless. There was still water in my eyes, but I refused to let them fall though they were close to doing so on their own. I did not want to be seen crying, who does? Why can't things stay perfect?.. I can't lose you.. I won't lose anyone else... With that thought, I was, of course, thinking of Valka, mom... Though being with my father was living like an angry dragon most of the time, he was still my father. I loved him, though those words are scarcely spoken between us.

Feeling the black scales on my palms were the only thing easing my head. It told me Toothless was still here. I could feel the breath from his nose pushing my hair back gently every time he breathed. It told me Toothless was still alive. I knew we should be heading home and that we could not just be sitting outside of someone's home making sure the other is alright, but we were doing it anyways. We needed it, well at least I needed it. Toothless, I will do anything to keep you safe... no one will take you, ever.

"You are about to lose what is most precious to you."

No... No!.. "No!" I yelled out with my eyes tightly shut to the world. My grip on Toothless grew tighter with my outburst, but the dragon flinched to both the stronger squeeze and my cry. I opened my eyes right after. I realized that I just scream out, that my thoughts were running on pure emotion. I let Toothless go and he slipped back to where we were both just sitting there, watching each other once more. "S-sorry.." I said to my friend. Toothless growled back at me, it did not sound sad or upset, it just sounded like Toothless, like he was seeming to say, 'it's alright.' I let a smile escape out onto my face as I began to rise to my feet, the night fury following suit. "Why is everything breaking apart again?.." I asked, not to Toothless or anyone, but to myself, my thoughts in spoken words. Toothless looked up at me as I spoke, but he did not provide any roars, growls, or grumbles in response. It was like he knew I was just talking now for myself. "Here we are, no war with dragonkind, no conflicts with The Berserkers or The Outcasts..." I began to say, glancing at Toothless time to time, but mainly on our home that was just a few paces away now. "...and then the moon, that old man, those unknown people.. and even yourself!" I exclaimed the last bit a part holding out my right hand towards Toothless, aiming my fingers at the glowing marks on him. "Do the gods hate me?" I asked with a hint of sarcasm laced on my voice. No one knew the answer, not even me, but if they did, I feel like it would explain a lot. My eyes returned to the night fury, no vengeful god would give a friend.. a partner like Toothless... The smile that was on my face earlier returned, but my thoughts changed it back into one of worry without effort. But an angry god would steal him away... The gods that the unknown people were talking about came back to mind, no longer could I just wish that things would stay status quo. That old man... why now? And what if those people are trying to release a god of chaos that was trapped for a reason?.. I knew not as much as my father did of the gods, Máni, he's the one that control the moon, right?.. I ask myself, and confirm my thoughts. I could not think of anything else about the god in control of the moon. What was that talk of other gods?.. The moon god is not Diana, and the sun god is not Meridia... Stoick would definitely have something to say about the heresy.

The thoughts were interrupted by the door of my home. I almost ran into the hard wood, but just move my hand to push it in. The simple act of just coming into this structure helped my mind go blank. It was as if my mind put all its effort into the simple task just to make me escape this new, hated reality. I pushed on the wood and poof! All my problems were gone. Well for just a small amount of time, at least. I knew there was no point of trying to go to sleep right now, I just took a seat on one of the stools by the fireplace. I still had to speak with my father, planning to illustrate what I had been trying to hide. Why am I trying to hide this?.. If it was true that the world was ending, why would I not be searching for assistance? I had grown to never share anything with anyone, it was as if I yet still was hiding Toothless from the village and my father. It made no sense, but it just felt right to try to solve a problem on my own, ...with Toothless' help sometimes. I smirked at the thought for a second, but my face soon returned to its previous seriousness. My eyes soon caught vision of a lone flame in the fireplace. I had sat by the fire, but only now I was seeing its dying nature. I huffed a bit thinking about how I would have to carry the wood, but it was another godsend, a mindless task freeing my thoughts from stress. I reached down from the stool, glad I did not have to rise to my feet and grabbed three bumpy logs and tossed them onto the flame. I thought about just telling Toothless to light the logs, to make our home warm quickly, but I decided to stare at the lone flame in the embers to see if it would come to take over the new items in the fiery home.

My father did come home, no surprise, but the man looked as tired as I felt on the inside. I had planned on answering what range of questions he would ask, but the man just looked ready to crash in his own bed. I stood up, looking at his large beard, then his face, "dad," I just said, the first part of my sentence inflexed up a bit, "what were they asking you?.. Stoick just looked at me with an almost angry expression, but he was not towards me. He took a deep breath in and let it out a few seconds later. "What's been goin' on, son?" He said simply, no tones of temper, he just sounded like a normal person, which was a surprise enough for me. I take a deep breath in myself and let out a sigh, here we go..

There's no need to hide anything...I told myself, I knew it was true, but I had still tried to hide it from everyone. I told him about the moon several nights ago, I told him what I had read and found out about from Trader Johan, I told him about the old man in the white room I saw after Toothless and me delved into the sea, I told him about the trip I planned, I told him about the unknown people who were going to take away Toothless and how they almost killed me. I told him everything, no need to hide anything... right? My father nodded and asked few questions as I answered his others, what seemed to boil his blood more so than anything was the talk of other gods. "Diana and Meridia? Those are not the gods on the sun and the moon!" The chief exclaimed. "Heathens! They almost killed you and stole away Toothless?" Stoick continued on, frothing in a pure rage. I stood there watching him, a bit scared actually, seeing dad in a rage like this. This was a side of him I was so used to, but it was like an all new fear seeing him in anger over these unknown people trying to murder me, his son... He went on for minutes and minutes on how he would kill each one of these heathens, from bashing their skulls in with a hammer, to having their heads sitting on spears for everyone to see in the village. We knew that there were other beliefs out there, but that did not matter, it is just that this one with the group, their beliefs almost caused losses to my father's tribe, and that was beyond enough for a death sentence.

The time for bed eventually came, but many hours after from what it should have been. I just stared at Toothless from my bed, lying on my side. The old man's words were refusing to leave my head, it was doing well at stopping any attempts at resting, but my body did take over at one point. My eyelids grew too heavy to hold open, my brain too tired to remain awake, it was time to rest.

When I opened my eyes again, I was in that white room. It was frightening to look in all directions, without sight of any windows, doors, anything. There was one thing in the room with me though. Toothless. I ran towards him, scared that we had returned to this place that began to ruin the peace that had been ongoing. As I laid one of my hands on him, he opened his eyes. There was something wrong with them though, there were no pupils, only the greenness that his eyes normally had. I fell back when I finally saw the abnormality, beyond freaked at the sight. "Toothless!.. What happened to your eyes?" I asked frantically; the night fury just opened his jaw, not showing his teeth, but left it there hanging as he looked in my direction. My first thoughts told me to run, but where could I go? I shook it off, I mustered up the strength and went back and put a hand on the head of the black dragon, his pupils still missing, his jaw still hanging. Toothless was not looking at me, or anything for that matter. The old man slowly faded into existence in the direction that Toothless' head was facing. It was the same old man from before. I furrowed my brow in anger and raised up right hand with the index sticking out towards him, "what did you do to Toothless?! Why are we here? Why is the world coming to an end?" I yelled in a fury at the old man. I was able to speak this time, I did not feel like my lungs were cutting themselves off to prevent water from entering me. The old man stared at me, saying nothing. When my eyes fell upon his, I could see he was missing his pupils too. There were just circles, worn-down light blue, surrounded by the normal whiteness of human eyes. My face turned into a disgusted look, as I gawked at him.

The old man started to lift his left arm. I felt myself taking a step back as it happened, but I also noticed Toothless raising his left forepaw. I could not believe the sight I was seeing. "Toothless!" I called out at him, "what are you doing?!" My tone sounded harsh, I paused for a moment, taken aback at the timbre of my voice, sorry.. The old man started to move some more and eventually Toothless was facing me. A second later Toothless presented his teeth with his jaw still hanging. The next second I was on the ground under Toothless, he had pounced onto me. My eyes caught a glimmer of the old man again, his body was positioned like Toothless' own. I finally looked back at Toothless and saw him approaching me with his teeth and jaw, ready to clamp down onto me.

I screamed out and shut my eyes tight. As my eyes opened again to face the reality around me, I saw that Toothless was hovering over me. The dragon was on my bed, looking down at me. I saw that his jaw was closed. I had woken up from the dream. It was a dream, right?.. I stared at him, did he see me in a nightmare... or was he under control in real life? "Toothless..." I spoke in a deathly silence.

Thanks for nny94 for writing this chapter! it appears you already took advantage of my word limit expansion!

Wow... I never thought this story would go anywhere near this! I mean, Berk is slowly becoming the battleground of the gods of the moon and the sun (no matter how they are called) and perhaps some even more mysterious powers are also included... I feel almost like it's the beginning of some kind of Ragnarök! This moon, Toothless' glowing scales, The old man, the hooded figures, what mysteries does the journey ahead reveal?... Ahh, and you have even managed to get the slightest amount of Hiccstrid in these chaps! I never wanted this to be a full-on romance story and you've managed it! This is EPIC!

Btw, does any of you guys play League of Legends? and if so, you must be familiar with the new Champion Braum (and if not, you SHOULD check him out!) Don't you think he would fit in a HTTYD fic just PERFECTLY! I mean, he's a friggan' huge man with an accent nearly identical to Stoick or anyone else on Berk! I personally have wanted to add a character like that in my fics the day he was revealed!

And check out my new story if you haven't already: Call of the Valkyrie

-Dawnbreaker

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And one last thing (sure is a long A/N...): The writers for chapter 7, 8 and 9 are C.F. Winchester. Finalage (7), Angelwriter10 (8) and KratzyCat6167! (9)

7 was called beforehand where as 8 and 9 were randomly picked :) I still need more volunteers! come join!