School's almost here again so I did the best I could to finish this. Sorry if it's a bit short but I hope you guys still like it!
Note: I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING
Chapter 16: We're Going Back
(Zenna's POV)
One thing you should know about Baby Scuttleclaws.
Don't EVER ride them.
Not only are they extremely difficult to control, but their oversized heads proved to make their flight pattern wobbly and shaky. Struggling to ride my own Scuttleclaw bareback, I focused on the path through the ice crevice while listening to my friends' shouts as they struggled to ride their own Scuttleclaws.
"Fly straight!" Ruffnut hollered. 'They can't…' I thought rolling my eye. "I don't want to die!" Fishlegs screamed followed by the crunch of snow. "We can't fly these things!" Tuffnut hollered to me and Hiccup as he pushed his helmet up to keep it from falling off his head. "Yeah, no kidding!" Fishlegs squeaked in terror.
Then I heard Eret hollering and prayed that he was doing okay. It was only until after everything was over did I learn from him that when Fishlegs and his Scuttleclaw had barreled into a snow bank, he got hit right in the face with the cold snow and spent most of the flight out of the ice cave dangling upside-down from his dragon's neck, which kind of freaked me out to be honest.
Hiccup and I were lucky enough to have better control over our Scuttleclaws, though, along with Astrid and Auntie Valka. "But won't that Bewilderbeast just take control of these guys, too?" Astrid asked us. "They're babies! They don't listen to anyone!" Hiccup and I replied. "Yeah, just like us!" Tuffnut said, referring to him and his sister.
Meanwhile I could hear Gobber loudly yelling as his Scuttleclaw bashed into snow several times. "This…is…very dangerous!" our two-limbed blacksmith friend hollered with every crash into the ice. "What happened to 'safety is overrated', Gobber?" I asked jokingly as he got his dragon to fly next to mine and Hiccup's. "Some might suggest that this is poorly conceived!" he told me and Hiccup. And we readily replied with, "Well, it's a good thing that we never listen!"
As ice spires started jutting out from the bottom, Hiccup, Gobber and I had a semi-cut off conversation as we dodged the ice.
"So! What is…! Your plan?!" Gobber hollered to us. "Get Toothless and Stryka back and kick Drago's-" Hiccup managed to reply before an ice spire blocked him out. So I decided to finish his sentence for him. "Kick Drago's ass!" I proclaimed as me, Hiccup, Astrid and Auntie Valka avoided crashing into an ice wall.
"Heads up!" Gobber warned us as we approached the ice wall. "And that thing." Hiccup added as we narrowly flew through a crack to avoid smashing into the ice.
Gobber…wasn't so lucky. With a yelp, he smashed right into the wall with his Scuttleclaw and they spiraled down. Good thing Snotlout and the others were there to assist him. "I'm never riding one of these things again…" Gobber mumbled woozily as we finally made it out of the ice cave. "Neither am I!" I said in agreement as we all took off into the night headed straight for Berk.
(Normal POV)
Back on Berk, almost everyone was sleeping peacefully…
Then suddenly, the Viking Guardian statues that guarded the entrance into Berkian territory were smashed to bits, their burning braziers quickly getting extinguished. Drago and his Bewilderbeast then proceeded to launch their attack.
Their first order of business: Take all the dragons.
Gothi's Terrible Terrors were the first to get controlled by the Dark Bewilderbeast. Gothi could only watch in horror as her darling Terrors, under the Alpha's evil spell, flew out of the hut.
In Hoark's house, Hoark was lavishing his Gronckle with belly scratches. "Ah, that's a good boy!" Hoark laughed, his Gronckle crooning with happiness. But once the Alpha's control took over, Hoark could only scratch his head in confusion as his Gronckle suddenly went wall-eyed and flew away. "Watch the furniture! Where are you going?" Hoark wondered out loud as his Gronckle, after bumping into the tables and chairs, flew away as well.
"Come back here!" a female Viking also yelled as her dragon flew away as well.
At that point, every Viking on Berk was awake and rushing out of their homes and the Great Hall to see their dragons leaving…along with the most terrifying sight they've ever seen…
"Serpent!" "Serpentine!" Edgar and Henna cried out in alarm as they rushed out of the Great Hall with Spitelout only to watch their Hideous Zippleback fly off towards the mass of dragons surrounding a huge, muddy white behemoth of a dragon.
Then Spitelout spotted something that gave him a shock.
"Toothless and Stryka! They're over there!" he alerted the Fiersomes, who both looked up to see Stryka hovering alongside her mate, who was being ridden by a strange man with a metal arm!
"How is that possible?" Edgar muttered in shock. Henna gasped and put a hand to her belly. "Edgar…Hiccup…and Zenna…where are they?" she asked in terror.
"Your Chief is dead!" Drago then yelled to the Berkians, who all felt waves of horror and fear at those words. Edgar and Henna could only stand in stunned silence as the crowd began to worriedly murmur amongst themselves.
"Stoick?" "S'not possible…"
"No one can protect you now!" Drago roared. At the same time, Edgar saw the Dark Bewilderbeast prepare to fire and managed to warn everyone.
"EVERYONE, RUUUNN!"
Quickly taking his wife with him, Edgar led the people of Berk to safety as the Dark Bewilderbeast unleashed its ice blast, freezing the entire village of Berk…
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-GuardianDragon98