Back with another drabble. Another one will be coming shortly. :)

This one focuses on the moment when Hiccup was pitted against that Monstrous Nightmare and Toothless had to save him. It's in Toothless' POV. :)

How to Train Your Dragon

The Extents of Loyalty

chapter 4
fear

He heard the scream, the terrible, bloodcurdling scream.

The large dragon awoke with a start, his dozing interrupted by the loud yell. He had been waiting for his human companion to come -- he had promised a fly today. The Night Fury was even wearing his specially-made saddle that the human had created for him.

The scream filled the dragon with rage; it was his human, his Hiccup, screaming. He roared loudly, a sense of desperate need filling him. He rushed toward the walls of his prison, leaping at them, the agonizing screams fueling his strength.

I'm coming, Hiccup, I'm coming, he shouted in his mind, roaring as he leaped at the walls, again and again. He felt the sheer panic now; what if he couldn't escape? His human would die. He would be alone. The Night Fury leaped again, his claws scratching desperately at the rock wall, finally finding hold. With roars and grunts, he scaled the rock wall as fast as his could, slipping and nearly falling several times.

The feelings inside him reached a boiling point. The fear, panic, and anger filled him, pulling at his instincts. His best friend, his Hiccup, was in trouble. The need to protect filled him, and he knew failure was not an option. He focused on these feelings, the fear for his human blocking everything else away, filling his body with the strength he needed. His claws scraped at the rock, and somehow, someway, the dragon began to climb the vertical wall.

Finally, he reached the top, his claws clutching powerfully at the soil as he pulled himself up, escaping the place that had held him prisoner for so many days in mere moments. The screams echoed around him, and he roared again, running through the forest. He leaped into the air, attempting to fly, to save time, but with the same effect as so many times before. With a snort of frustration, he landed on his feet hard, pushing himself through the forest, shoving away trees and rocks, breaking them in half. He felt nothing of the cuts lining his scales. The anger and panic blocked it out.

The fear spread through his veins, freezing his blood like ice. Hiccup was in trouble. Hiccup needed him. Hiccup needed him. The Night Fury didn't take long to reach the village of Berk, and he sped through the village, ignoring the frightened screams and dives of the people, rushing toward the sound of the screams, toward the source of his panic, his fear.

The caged arena rose before him, and the dark dragon felt the rage boil his blood; they had locked his Hiccup in a cage? The Night Fury roared, causing many villagers to turn their head in fear, seeing the large winged creature dive toward them, rage and blood-lust glowing in his narrowed gaze.

The dragon screeched, releasing a shot of blue fire that burned a hole in the caged walls. He leaped through, finding his Hiccup huddled against the far wall, a Monstrous Nightmare flaming above him, threatening to kill, to destroy, just as his nature intended.

The Night Fury screeched loudly, a sound that nearly burst the eardrums. The rage filled him, from his head to the tip of his broken tail. How dare that dragon threaten his Hiccup? How dare it? Did it not know the fury of the dragon behind it, of the Night Fury, that could cause much more damage to it than it ever imagined? The anger turned his vision red. He would save Hiccup. If it cost him his own life, the Night Fury would make sure the human was safe. He would kill this dragon, commit the most horrid crime among dragon. He would kill one of his own.

The rules had been broken long before this, however. When he let the human in, when he gave the human his trust and accepted the humans, the game was changed. Between the human and dragon, love was created, a type of love that dragon's would kill for. Kill, or even be killed. The tables had turned, the chess board broken, and now, it pitted dragon against dragon. The moment hand had touched scales, it was all different.

I'll kill you! he screeched, and the Monstrous Nightmare turned around, still on fire. I'll kill you! The Night Fury leaped, placing himself between the other dragon and his human, protecting him. Hiccup cried out behind him. The flaming dragon roared loudly, his eyes wide with bewilderment.

You dare threaten your own kind, Night Fury? it roared back, stomping it's feet. You dare, for a puny human that have killed many of us? You would kill for him? The Monstrous Nightmare was angered now, his tail lashing behind him.

I dare it, the Night Fury roared, his eyes mere slits, and his belly on fire. I dare it. Stay back. Touch him, and you'll be greeting our father before you can enjoy the taste of his blood. The Monstrous Nightmare screeched, throwing it's head back.

So be it, Night Fury! it screamed, its eyes red with fury. You have betrayed your own for this foolish human, who would kill you in an instant. Your fate has been sealed! That said, the Nightmare leaped, claws aimed at the chest of the other dragon. The Night Fury growled and snarled, leaping as well, claws meeting scales. They rolled around, each besting the other for mere moments, slashing at each other, biting each other. The Night Fury, too enraged to feel the pain of his cut scales, managed to finally throwing the Nightmare away, chasing it off with a breath of blue flame. The Nightmare limped away, roaring in defeat, as the Night Fury roared in victory.

It was over. His Hiccup was safe. Immediately, the blood lust was gone, and the Night Fury turned to his charge, eyes widened in concern as he whimpered. Hiccup rushed to him, placing his cool hands on his scaly face. The Night Fury purred gently, seeing he was uninjured, and pressed firmly against him. It was okay. Everything was fine. His Hiccup was fine. They were together once more.

And then, the peace was broken. Suddenly, Hiccup's cool hands were torn from the dragon's face, and the large, bulking Viking's surrounded him, their large, firm hands grabbing him, pulling him. The same hands had grabbed the alarmed looking Hiccup, and the Night Fury's instinct rose again, the dragon awakening inside of him as he was torn from his human once more. He roared, throwing the Viking's off.

I'll kill you! he roared, swiping at them, knocking them away roughly. I'll kill you all! All of you! He fought back, the urge to kill strong, as he searched for the face of his beloved Hiccup in the sea of vast Vikings. His tail knocked them, his head, his claws. He leaped at one, the urge to kill overtaking him, and he roared, his throat radiating with heat as he prepared to torch the human beneath him. And suddenly, from behind him, there was a cry, a desperate plea.

"Toothless! No!" screamed Hiccup, his voice pleading, horrified. With a snap of his jaws, the dragon leaped away, obeying, and looked back at his Hiccup, his human, finding him once more unhurt. The dragon purred happily, feeling the danger gone. Hiccup was safe. Hiccup was fine. It was okay.

He started toward his charge, purring and eyes wide. But, before he could cross the small distance between them, he was on the ground, pinned by the large hands from before. He cried out, losing sight of his human once more. The cry was desperate, pleading, and sad. His Hiccup. He wanted his human near him. He struggled weakly, finding the urge to fight gone. He heard Hiccup shout his name somewhere over the sea of huge humans, but could not see him, and could only answer with a screech. The Viking's bounded him tightly, their hands rough and unforgiving against his already smarting scales.

Finally, he was drug away, screeching for his human, his Hiccup. Within the surrounding humans, he saw him, clutched by the human girl, reaching toward him desperately. Seeing the human safe the females arm filled the dragon with a sense of peace, and he stopped screeching, watching Hiccup until he was out of sight once more. He was safe, that was all that mattered now. He trusted Hiccup, as Hiccup had trusted him. It was his turn now.

The dragon was loaded onto the boat, tied down like a wild animal, unable to escape. The dragon moaned quietly, wishing for Hiccup, wanting his human by his side. As the boats began to pull away from the dock, Toothless began to struggle, screeching. Leave the island? His Hiccup? What if they stuck him back in that cage. He shook his restraints, roaring desperately, his strength fading when he realized his was helpless now, just as Hiccup had been earlier.

With a sad moan, the dragon looked up at the island, seeing the small form of a human standing against the hill leading down to the docks. It was Hiccup. The skinny human was standing on the ramp, staring at the boat longingly, and the dragon screech happily.

Hiccup would come for him. He knew it, to the depths of his soul. In the hands of this human, he was no longer a dragon. The honor of being a dragon was gone the moment he threatened his own kind.

Now, he had truly lost everything. His ability to fly. His freedom. The honor bestowed on him centuries before. It was all gone.

The only thing that remained was the loyalty to Hiccup, the trust he felt strongly for the human. It was all he had left.

For now, he was at the mercy of the Viking's. Do what they would, Toothless knew Hiccup was safe, and it was all that mattered.

But, deep in his soul, he knew. Hiccup would not let him go like this.

He would come for him, would rescue him. Just as Toothless had done for him.

end of chapter 4