Chapter Fourteen: Round Robin

Dagur was checking over the island he won, and just after the people of Berk had left, he found a large gemstone set in some sort of staff that was stuck into the ground. He didn't know what type of jewel it was, but he knew that it was big and so it was probably valuable. He didn't know that it was Berk's community Dragonstone.

With his brute strength, Dagur pulled the staff from the ground, brought it over to the Berserker blacksmith, and ordered him to make a belt buckle out of the Jewel in the staff, and if he didn't have it done by noon the next day, he would sic one of the Thunder Queen's Skrills on him. So with great reluctance, the blacksmith dipped into Berk's resources and started working on the belt.

It was sunset after the battle on Berk. The Berserkers were making their home wherever they pleased, but at least Goosefoot was the one to claim the Haddock house. He swore to himself that he would see to it that it goes back to the rightful owners.

By sunset, Goosefoot was preparing a large cauldron of fish stew, large enough to feed six big Berserkers. He had invited five of his most loyal supporters to come over and discuss the battle and the grief they had caused the Berkians.

The guests were given a bowl and sat down at the table. They ate in silence, but that was to be expected from them; spoonful-by-spoonful, the fish stew diminished, and now that the guests were fed, Goosefoot cleared away the table, and returned to stand at the head of it.

In a hushed but serious tone, Goosefoot told them: "My most loyal Berserkers, I've gathered you all here because today, Dagur the Deranged has gone too far in his tyranny."

The five Berserkers nodded in agreement as Goosefoot continued on saying: "Before Dagur showed up, we were prosperous, safe, and we were happy. We were just about to regain our alliances and we almost got back on Berk's good side. Now that he's defeated the Dragon Chief, chances are that we may loose our alliances that we've worked so hard to regain, and we will never get back on Berk's good side… That is unless we do something drastic. Ladies and gentlemen, I say that it is time to get serious, and set up a real mutiny against Dagur."

The five Berserkers nodded again.

"Now, it will be too risky to overtake Dagur with that large dragon being at his side constantly, and since she seems to be the Queen of the dragons, then that means that her horde of dragons would do anything to protect her. That being said, it means that the dragons will make sure we don't harm the Queen, and the Queen will make sure that we don't harm Dagur." Goosefoot stated.

"So what are we going to do then?" One of the Berserker men asked.

"I say that we each gain the trust of our own dragon, like the Dragon Chief. Once we get them to trust us, we will meet during the nights and train them underneath Dagur's nose. When we go back to war against the Berkians and Outcasts, we will pretend to fight against them, so Dagur won't suspect anything, and then we all turn against him and make sure that he pays for his crimes. Now, I need you all to sign your names in the round robin, swearing that you will take a part of this plan and will not say a word about it to Dagur." Goosefoot told them.

All six Vikings signed the round robin, and Goosefoot kept it on his person. Now it was time for them to find a dragon to claim as their own…

"Zephyr, did you hear how our son cried at the end of the fight?" Lady Anora asked her mate.

"Aye, I did, it sounded terrible. Do you know what happened?" Zephyr asked.

"Yes, I saw it all. When I ran into Shadeghost, I found a human on his back; the human was young, but mature. Later on, after I had finally escaped those damned tunnels, I saw Shadeghost diving after the human that was on his back, but he couldn't catch him, because the human had fallen into the crack of the glacier. The humans, which I assume were his mate and father, shouted into the crack and got nothing, Shadeghost roared but nothing, and eventually they all figured out that this one human's fate had been sealed." Lady Anora replied.

"I can't imagine our son showing concern for a human." Zephyr stated.

"Neither could I until I actually saw him. Zephyr, this human was special, not just to Shadeghost, but to all of the humans that were here… And, oh, our son's cries… They were the cries of a dragon's heart breaking. I think he needs us now more than he ever did when he was a hatchling."

"If his heart is broken, then I agree. We must find him now."

So the two Night Furies found Toothless' scent and started making their way to Outcast Island.

One of the round robin signers had slipped a little sleeping potion into Dagur's dinner just after the meeting. He was, after all, appointed as Dagur's personal cook; but now that the psychotic Chief was out of commission, Goosefoot and his followers were free to roam Berk with several fish tied to their belts.

They eventually split up and went to find a good dragon on their own. The majority of them wanted a Night Fury, in honor of the Dragon Chief, but the dark dragons wouldn't let the Berserkers close enough to them, as they were too proud to have one of them ride their backs. So they settled for mainly Monstrous Nightmares and Timberjacks. However, Goosefoot, being a patriotic Berserker, chose to bond with a Skrill; it was the symbol of their tribe.

He eventually found one that would allow him to get within five feet, but then Goosefoot noticed that the Skrill did not approve of the dagger he kept at his belt. Goosefoot took it off, and tossed it aside, telling the Skrill: "It's okay, I don't want to harm a magnificent dragon like yourself."

The Skrill eased up and looked at the fish at Goosefoot's belt, it would've preferred sheep, but fish were a good second option.

"Ah, yes, I mighty warrior like yourself must be pretty hungry. Would you like my fish?" Goosefoot asked. The Skrill licked its chops in response. So Goosefoot held out a fish, and the Skrill swallowed it. They repeated that pattern until all fish were gone; but then the Skrill noticed that this human didn't eat any, so it regurgitated half a fish for him. Goosefoot remembered the Dragon Chief telling him that if a dragon did this, the beast would expect you to eat it. After the former Chief took a bite out of the fish, the Skrill gave him a playful nudge on the shoulder.

"You will be great for our cause, and I shall name you: Vengeance." Goosefoot told the dragon, realizing that it was male.

Two down, one to go. Now what should I do with Dagur? Please leave some suggestions, and feel free to go crazy.