A/N: Sorry for the wait.
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Hiccup POV
I slam the blade down onto the grinder wheel watching the sparks jump off of it with little interest. My thoughts in another world.
The fire reigns freely down onto the houses from the dragon raid, houses going up in flames consistently.
"Hiccup!" Gobber shouts breaking me from my thoughts. The sword slips from off the wheel cutting my wrist. I slam my right hand over the wound, the sword dropping to the ground with a clatter, "Focus on the work instead of wandering off in your thoughts." Gobber finishes turning back to the hammer he's stringing together.
I grumble a curse under my breath and pull my sleeve over my hand grabbing the sword and hoisting it up again. Stupid weapons and-"FIRE!"
I glance left watching as the fire patrol rushes past the window to the house that has gone up in flames.
Fishlegs tosses a bucket onto the house, followed by Snotlout and the twins fight over their bucket, effectively soaking themselves rather than the house. Astrid throws the final bucket and the house is put out, for about half a second before a fireball blasts behind them.
I turn away from them, setting the sword on the ground. I lean out the window as they race past, carrying water full buckets ready to assist another house to be put out as its set on fire. I groan softly, "Oh there job way more useful." I moan and Gobber grabs the back of my shirt pulling me back into the shop. "Hey! Come on, two minutes, please! I need to make my mark!" I say and Gobber rolls his eyes releasing me.
"Oh you've made plenty of marks." He assures then pokes at my chest with his prosthetic, "All in the wrong places." Hs adds and I give a frustrated breath. How is that helping?
"Four seconds. I kill a dragon, my life will get infinitely better I might even get a date." I argue and Gobber raises a thick blond eyebrow.
"You can't lift a hammer, you can't swing an axe, you can't even throw one of these." Gobber says and lifts up a bola. A warrior leans through the window and rips it from his grasp, throwing it out on a dragon, it goes down, landing hard.
"Okay fine." I agree backing up and put a hand onto my newest invention the Mangler, "This will throw it for me." I argue. The Mangler is set off at my touch and Gobber dives to the side as the bola is fired past him hitting a man out the forehead outside.
I cringe. Oops. Way to be a helpful.
Gobber turns his attention back to me, glaring, "See now this right here is what Im talking about-" Gobber starts.
"It's just a mild calibration issue-"
"No. No. Hiccup." Gobber says and I look up at him, what? "If you ever want to get out there and fight dragons for the kingdom you need to stop all this." Gobber says and points at me. I follow his hands looking up at him with disbelief, really wishing I had the company of a stuffed yak instead of him
"You just pointed to all of me." I say and Gobber nods.
"That's it, stop being all of you." Gobber agrees and I raise and eyebrow, how does one even-Never mind.
"Ooh." I say as if I understand.
"Ooh yeah." Gobber mimics.
"You sir are playing a dangerous game, keeping this much raw...Vikingness contained, there will be consequences!" I shout raising a hand at him he rolls his eyes.
"I'll take my chances. Sword sharped now." Gobber says and I shoot him a death glare as I catch the sword and head over to the grinder wheel slamming the sword onto the spinning wheel, sparks jumping off the blade.
A high pitched wail breaks me from my thoughts and I race over to the window dropping the sword as I look out it. We call it the-
"NIGHT FURY!"
"GET DOWN!"
A nearby watch tower explodes with a large purple bang as the Night Fury's whistling wings echo in my ears. That thing never steals food never shows itself and never misses. I watch as another tower explodes and lean back into the forge.
No one has ever killed a Night Fury that's why I'm going to be the first. I turn back to the sword, picking it up off the ground as Gobber switches his hammer to a battle axe twisting it into place. "Man the forge Hiccup. They need me out there." He says, turning to the door, he stops as if the thought has suddenly occurred to him, whirling around to face me.
"Stay. Put. There." He commands, then waves his hand in a I-have-no-time-for-this manner, "You know what I mean." He adds before letting out a war cry and running of to join the rest of the warriors.
I smirk and toss of my apron slipping my vest on as I grab the wheels to the Mangler and wheel it outside past all Vikings waiting.
"Hiccup?"
"Where are you going?"
"Come back!"
I ignore them racing forward, destination in mind. A empty ledge near the edge of the village. I reach it a few seconds later and slam the handles down grabbing several latches and pull back the bola, getting it ready to fire in a few seconds.
And wait.
Sapphire POV
The raid had woken me from my thoughts a while ago, and I had decided to see if there's any way I can help. I flap my wings again the dark blue blending in with the night.
A high pitched wail feels the air and I feel my heart leap into my chest. A Night Fury, maybe, just maybe its my brother. I pick up speed trying to pinpoint the pitch black dragon before a watchtower explodes a purple ring surrounding the explosion.
"Darkwing!" I call gliding down next to the Night Fury. He looks up at me, green eyes startled slightly.
"Sapphire?" He asks. I give a brisk nod, I haven't been able to catch him in years, he can definitely break the speed of sound.
"Where have you been!?" I demand. Darkwing's gaze shifts to the battle beneath us.
"I thought that working for the Queen would bring a sense of freedom, but we are all slaves." Darkwing says.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean, if I don't help with this battle I'll die." Darkwing answers and pulls away from me firing down at another tower and zooming past it. A whirring noise catches my attention and I look down and watch as something zooms st my brother.
No.
I dive past Darkwing and shove him out of the way with my front claws before the thing hits me. I screech in pain my wings becoming tangled and I feel myself fall.
Hiccup POV
I watch the dragon sail through the air, "I-I hit it?" I ask slowly before I throw my arms up into the air, "Yes I hit it! Did anybody see that?" I demand whirling around to look back at the village.
A small blast makes me turn my head around and my eyes widen at least ten times their normal size. There standing on top of a smoking Mangler is a Night Fury.
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