Everyone was chilling out on the deck of the Going Tiger, but Snotlout was actually carrying a bunch of cannonballs onto the deck.

"This thing is heavy," said Snotlout as he placed the box of cannonballs onto the deck.

"And what is that?" Astrid asked, who was lying on a deck chair.

"Found them in the store room," Snotlout smiled.

"Looks like a creative cannonballs," Hiccup noted.

"I figure that since we have our own cannon now we can get in some target practice," said Snotlout pointing towards the cannonball.

Fishlegs groaned. "I since disaster coming before us."

Hiccup looked at him. "Better we practice now than when an enemy attacks."

"But do any of you know how to fire cannonball?" Astrid asked.

Hiccup shrugged. "I've never really had to practice, not when I can fire plasma blast."

Toothless just laid on the deck. "I'm a swordsman not a cannoneer."

Fishlegs looked at the charts. "According to these charts there is a reef nearby for some excellent target practice."

"Then let's head there," said Hiccup.

Toothless just leaned back and began thinking back to the time he was on his island. His people were nothing more than nomad since they lost their island over 800 years ago, but few drakes had made their home on an island in the East Blue and it was in fact home to a school specialising in swordsmanship and a young Toothless had his eyes on the place.

"Hey! Anyone want to come out?" Toothless yelled. "I'm here to challenge your school, send someone out here. I'm ready to fight!"

The master of the school then walked out, he was a kind-looking man with a cheerful face, but unlike Toothless his scales were blue with yellow in lights and he had several horns growing out of his head. "Someone challenging the score is quite a rarity these days young one."

"Don't count me out just because I'm a kid," Toothless snorted. "In the next village I'm unrivalled."

"Very well then, I accept your challenge," said the master.

"And if I win then I get your school," said Toothless.

"And if you lose?"

"I'll, uh… then I'll join this place, how about that?"

The master laughed. "Sounds very fair." He then turned his head towards the students that had gathered watching. "Bladewhip!"

The students immediately backed away and a young female Drake walked up. Like the master she had blue scales with yellow in lights, but her horns weren't has developed.

"Yes? What is it father?" she asked.

Toothless immediately looked at the master. "Now wait a minute, you mean you're not gonna fight me yourself?"

"Bladewhip may be a girl, but she's stronger than any adult in the school," the master assured. "As her father I can assure you this without prejudice."

Toothless looked at her for a split second and looked back up to the master. "Fine."

"Please come inside then and prepare," said the master.


They soon made their way into a training room and the master led Toothless to a barrel of practice swords.

"Can I use as many as I want?" Toothless asked.

"Of course you can," the master nodded.

Toothless smiled and immediately grabbed three practice swords, he then placed one of the swords in his mouth and held the other two in his hand.

"All right, let us begin," said the master as the two of them squared up.

"Right, I'm ready," said Toothless.

The students just watched as Toothless and Bladewhip took up a stance. They were actually a bit more bewildered about Toothless, because they all knew how skilled Baldewhip was.

"What is he doing?"

"He's crazy."

"Begin!" said the master.

Bladewhip made the first move and immediately slammed her practice sword at Toothless' head. He then quickly you to cross formation in order to block the attack, but she struck so fast that he still felt the blow and before he had time to counter attack she struck him once again and this time knocked him flat on his back.

Toothless glared at her and grabbed two of the swords and everyone's eyes widened with the fighting stance he at selected.

"So, have you studied Two Sword Style technique before?" Bladewhip asked.

"No, this is the first time she held a practice sword," Toothless admitted.

The master looked curious. "Really? Is that so?"

Toothless took a deep breath and remain calm. 'I need to remain calm, I can't be reckless. I'm going to get even stronger, even if it kills me.'

He then immediately made a mad dash towards Bladewhip and at the exact same time she slammed her sword downwards. The attack struck him in the head and struck him with enough force that he fell to the ground.

"Has he ever heard of dodging?" said one of the students.

Master shrugged. "This match is over."

Bladewhip sighed. "That was far too easy."

"Bladewhip," her father warned.

"He's a complete amateur and he's 10 years too early to even attempt the Two Sword Style."

Toothless was still conscious and glared at her. "What?"

Bladewhip narrowed her eyes. "You better, because we can go another round if you want to?"

"A loss is a loss, okay," Toothless growled as he rose to his feet.

"It is wise to accept defeat gracefully," said the master. "And then—"

"I'll be a student here," Toothless interrupted looking at the master. "Got a problem with that?"

"Not at all."

Bladewhip then walked off.

"Wait," said Toothless and Baldewhip stopped. "I want you to know that I'm gonna keep on training day after day, all the time and then I'm going to beat you. Remember that."

Bladewhip looked at him. "That day will never come."


As true to his word, Toothless began training non-stop hardening his body and strengthening his reflexes and agility. He kept on practising his swordsmanship skills relentlessly with hardly taking a breather after swings.

He then performed rigourous training sessions like standing over a river with a large rock tied to his mouth which gradually got bigger as the months rolled by. When winter came he then began practising with two swords as well as sprinting for miles while carrying someone on his shoulders.

Bladewhip watched him train from a distance and noticed that he was in fact getting stronger. Even during training sessions completely overpowered an adult twice his size with two swords, he moved so fast that they could barely see his practice swords.

However, despite all this training he was still no match for Baldewhip and every time he challenged he ended up flat on his backside.

"Match over and the winner is Bladewhip with 2000 total wins and zero losses," said one of the instructors.

"Dammit," said Toothless in frustration.

"Your weak, Toothless, nothing ever changes," said Bladewhip pointing her practice sword at him. "You know for boy you are pathetic."

Several of the students looked at one another, because Toothless display was impressive and had greatly improved since the first time they clashed.

"But Toothless isn't weak at all?"

"He's easily the strongest out of all of us."

"He's even beaten grown-ups."

"But he's nowhere near as strong as me," said Bladewhip looking at the students indicating that she had heard every word they said. "Even with two swords a weakling is still a weakling, you losers would do good to remember that and keep quiet. Your howling makes you look even more pitiful than you already are."

She then left the training room without even looking at any of them.

Toothless merely picked himself up and dust himself down and the master approached him.

"You've grown strong, Toothless," he said. "And yet you continue to lose every match against Bladewhip."

Immediately all the students rushed up to him.

"Master? Have you been giving her special training?"

"She might be your daughter, but that's not fair."

"She shouldn't cheat."

The master looked at them calmly. "Calm down, I've done nothing of the sort. You see Toothless has grown stronger, but Bladewhip has continued to grow stronger as well."

Toothless then left the training room without saying a single word.

"I'm going to go and clean up," he said.


Toothless did exactly that and began washing his face, but he was still deeply annoyed that no matter what he did he couldn't defeat Bladewhip.

"Dammit! Why can't I beat Bladewhip? Why? Why?" he yelled furiously. "I'm going to be the strongest swordsman in the world! So why can't I beat her?" Unbeknownst to him Bladewhip was actually listening from behind a building. "That's it, I'm going to have to fight her again."


Later that night the master and the instructor were talking to one another over a meal.

"It's only been a year since Toothless became a pupil and the boy's progress is nothing short of spectacular," said the instructor. "He trained so much more than the other pupils that it's incomparable. That is must what are tributes to his progress, but it seems as if the boy is still no match for Bladewhip."

The master nodded. "Female swordsmen are faced with immense walls. As she is now, I cannot interest the inheritance of this school to her."

Suddenly the door opened and Bladewhip stood there with an angry look on her face, she clearly listen to the conversation from the very beginning.

"Father!" she yelled.

The instructor looked surprised. "Bladewhip?"

The master looked at her. "It's not polite to eavesdrop, my dear."

Bladewhip looked at her father furiously. "I will show you I can do it! I will become the world's greatest swordsman!"

Her father just sat there quietly, before he looked up at her. "Bladewhip, as a girl, you can never become the world's greatest swordsman."

Bladewhip looked at him horrified and walked off without saying a single word.


Toothless was running through the fields holding two swords in his hand and then finally he found Bladewhip just sitting there in the darkness.

She looked up. "Toothless?"

"It's late out, what are you doing?" he asked.

"Funny, I was going to say the same question," she said as she wiped her face. "What are you doing out so late?"

Toothless approached her. "I have come here to challenge you to another fight and it's going to be the last bite you and me will ever have." He then plunged the sword he was holding into the ground. "This ends tonight. Fight me with a real sword, you do have one don't you?"

Bladewhip was quite taken aback with this proposal. "Real swords?" She then looked into his eyes and saw the determined look in them and knew there was no way he was going to back down. "You're on."


Bladewhip returned to the school and grabbed a sword with the white sheath. "The Light Fury."


She then returned to the field and there she faced Toothless, the two of them stood there for about a minute waiting for the right time to strike. Then when the wind blew a blade of grass right across Bladewhip's eyes, Toothless made his move.

He charged at her full speed and swung the blade in his left hand at the same time as she swung her is. The two blades clashed and Toothless then struck with the blade in his right, but she quickly jumped back and avoided the sword which only sliced through a few strands of hair. She then immediately pushed back slamming the sword towards him which he blocked and soon the two of them were tried overpower the other.

Eventually they jumped back and looked at one another, Bladewhip's attack had dented the sword in Toothless left hand, but despite this he charged at her once again. The two of them then swung their swords furiously and so fast that it was impossible to see which sword belonged to who.

They kept this going for minutes, but eventually Toothless wore himself down with all the fighting. Bladewhip on the other hand still had energy to spare and she merely shook her head at him.

"Two real swords are heavier than you thought, huh?" she said. She then gave him a cruel smile. "See, you still lack strength."

Toothless looked at her furiously. "Shut up!"

Bladewhip then chose that moment to make a move and before he had a chance to counter, she swung her sword upwards knocking the sword out of his hands and knocking him to the ground. She then raised her sword ready to deal the final blow, but she plunged her sword into the ground beside his head.

"Looks like another win for me," she smiled.

She then stood up straight and began to wipe the sweat off of her, but Toothless was utterly frustrated. Not only had he lost, but she had spared his life and him now was the ultimate disgrace.

"Dammit!" he cried. "This sucks! I hated!"

Bladewhip looked at her. "I'm the one, who should be crying out of frustration. Not you." Toothless finally calmed down and looked up at her. "When girls grow up it is natural for us to develop into physically weaker beings than men. Even you will catch up to me soon enough, I've always heard you say to me that you were going to be the world's greatest swordsman.

"When I told my father the same thing, he said that I could never be that and I know that, but it's just so frustrating. You're lucky Toothless, being born as a man. All I ever wanted was to be the world's greatest swordsman, but that will never happen."

"Stop whining like that after you beat me!" Toothless snapped. "It's not fair, you're my goal and you have any idea how this makes me feel? Boy this, girl that… are you going to keep up that same kind of talk after I beat you someday like skill is irreverent? That is just an insult to all the training I have been pouring on every day! So would you stop talking like that?"

Bladewhip was completely stunned as she stared at him, no one had talked like that to her, not even her father.

Toothless then marched up towards. "Now promise me… promise me that someday one of us will be the world's greatest swordsman! We will compete and see who gets there."

Bladewhip just looked down at him, completely stunned and then she smiled. "Dummy, you're so weak."

Toothless held out his hand to her and she grasped it.

"It's a promise," they said.


Bladewhip then began to train more rigorously and one day she sparred with the instructor, the other students just stared as she overpowered him.

"Whoa, she's got an even stronger than before."

Even her father was surprised by this new strength.


Toothless wasn't exactly slacking off either as he was pulling on pulleys that had large rocks attached to them, he even had a weight in his mouth as he performed these exercises.

'I've gotta get stronger,' he said. 'So I can finally master the Three Sword Style, it's the only way to beat her.'

He only stopped when he saw the other students standing there and all three of them had dark looks on their faces.

"What are you guys won't?" he asked.

"Bladewhip…" said one of them slowly, "Bladewhip is dead, Toothless."

Toothless was completely stunned as his eyes widened.


A few days later the funeral took place and if the move wasn't depressed enough it had began to rain. As it was traditional with his people, they would bury their dead on sacred ground.

Toothless began to listen to the other mourners as they began to discuss how she died.

"They say that she slipped and fell down the Storehouse steps."

"Storehouse?"

"Looking for a sharpening stone for her beloved sword."

"What would she need that for?"

"I don't know."

"She was just a child too."

"With just hope the Eternal Flame welcomes her in its embrace."


Despite this tragedy from happening, it didn't stop Toothless from his training. Though, he has lost a great rival and he was taking his frustration out on anyone he challenged. As he watched his fights the master knew the pain inside of him, he felt exactly the same way after losing his daughter.

Toothless training until he began using a third sword and throughout this training he almost felt as if Bladewhip was there with him. Eventually he grew so frustrated that he shattered the dummies he was sparring with and the master just watched solemnly.

Toothless turned around as he senses presence saw him standing there with Bladewhip's sword in his hand. Eventually the master took him to his room and the two of them just sat there in silence.

"It may appear otherwise to the blind eye, but people are quite fragile things," he said as he looked at Toothless. "Bladewhip… she was a very competitive girl, from the time she was old enough to make a decision for herself she practised at the school, achieving strength that surpassed many adults.

"It was this fruition of strength that caused her to be a bit conceive and then you appeared Toothless and I thank you for this. Because as you grew ever more stronger, Bladewhip felt compelled to practice even more so as not to lose to you, so as not to lose to a boy. Through this she began to chip away at the walls of female swordsmanship, despite of any of which I speak I am above all other things an ordinary parent and like any other parent I am bound by my emotions as well as my blood. When I look at you now Toothless, I feel only pain."

Toothless began to cry unable to hold back the emotions he felt for so long. "Master, I ask you that you let me have that sword."

The master looked down at Light Fury. "Bladewhip's sword?"

"I'll get stronger! Stronger than she ever was, you hear me!" Toothless yelled. "Strong enough so that my name reaches into the depth of the Eternal Flame. No matter what happened I will become the world's greatest swordsman, I promised her."

The master smiled. "Yes, the sword is yours."

Toothless was surprised with this answer and looked up as the master presented the sword to him with a smile. "I leave her spirit and dreams to your hands."

Toothless couldn't hold back the tears any longer and cried like he never cried before.


Eight years later, Toothless had trained his body so much that he was now able to wield three swords with deadly precision. To demonstrate his power he sliced through to large boulders that he had used for weights and sliced through the stone like bread.

When that was done he made his way to Bladewhip's grave and paid his respects to her. Standing there with him was the master and he looked happy to see him.

"It's been eight years, Toothless," he said looking at him. "You're finally going to set out on your own?"

"Yes, master," said Toothless as he rose to his feet and then looked at him. "To fulfil the promise."

He then bowed respectfully and made his way, though he had no idea where his path would lead him.

"Toothless!" the master called and he stopped in his tracks. "Take care."


Toothless then woke up with a start when he heard a loud noise. He got up and saw a cannonball striking the ocean near nearby reef.

"Missed it by a mile," Snotlout groaned.

"What's going on down there?" Toothless asked.

"Cannon firing practice, but it's not going very well," Hiccup answered.

"I like to see you do better!" Snotlout snapped.

Hiccup took that as a challenge and immediately adjusted the angle on the cannon. He then fired the cannon and it struck the reef dead on target.

"Nice shot," said Astrid looking impressed.

"I've had a lot of practice firing my plasma blast," Hiccup explained, but he frowned folding his arms. "Though we still need a cannoneer, you can't expect me to fire the cannon every single time we're attacked I'm the captain."


Soon they all gathered in the galley and began to discuss the positions of everyone else and who they still needed.

"Okay, Snotlout, you will be our helmsman," said Hiccup looking at him. "We need someone strong on the rudder, but we need a first mate."

"Shouldn't that be Toothless?" Astrid asked.

Hiccup frowned. "He is a skilled swordsman but he doesn't exactly have that much sailing experience, I was actually hoping that you would take the position."

Astrid looked up. "Me? I'm not even official member of your crew."

"Well, the position is open if you needed," Hiccup smiled. "However more concerned about the fact that we don't have a doctor or a cook and for that matter we don't have a shipwright. I can possibly make some minor repairs as we go, but I'm not all that confident if we take a real big bash."

Fishlegs frowned. "Where we can find a cook or a doctor, let alone a shipwright."

Then suddenly they heard a noise outside. "Get out here you damn pirates!" said allowed female voice.

Hiccup made his way outside and found a tall skinny young woman about 17 years old. She had long blonde hair in braids and she had a crazy look about her face. Though the concerning fact was the fact that she was holding a sword and was looking at him menacingly.

"Can I help you?" Hiccup asked.

"Like I want any kinder help after what you did!" the girl yelled.

She then immediately charged at him and swung her sword, Hiccup quickly jumped out of the way but not before he destroyed the banisters.

Toothless looked at the others who are hanging at the window. "Hey, guys, how many are there?"

"Uh… one," said Fishlegs.

"Then just let him handle it."

The girl immediately glared at Hiccup. "Over all the years I have lost count of all the pirates' head we've taken and now you guys think you can kill my brother!"

She then swung her sword yet again and Hiccup jumped out of the way.

Toothless looked up. "That voice?"

"I've done nothing to you all your brother," said Hiccup. "I haven't even met you until today. And I would greatly appreciate it if you stop wrecking my ship!"

Hiccup then immediately punched and slammed her into the deck knocking the wind right out of.

"Now we you please tell me you you are?" Hiccup asked.

"Ruffnut? Tell me that isn't you." said Toothless' voice.

The girl looked up. "Who is saying my name like they know me?" He then looked up and saw looking down at her from the quarterdeck was Toothless."

"Toothless?" she gasped.

"Ruffnut, it is you," said Toothless.

"What are you doing here?"

"Where is Tuffnut? Isn't he with you?"

Hiccup held his hands out. "Hold up, you to know each other?"