Dragon friend deleted scene face off
Authors note:This is an idea I toyed with but ended up not putting in the story cos it didn't fit that well. Anyway here it is- what would've happened if they did get taken to meet Drago. Hope you like it! ^^ Please let me know what you think :-D
Drago stared down at the ocean, frothing and stilling with every breath of his beast. It had cost him a lot to break such a huge monster, but now it was finally under his power. And now nothing could stop him. Once he took out that irritating dragon hugger, and their weak Alpha, world dominion was within his grasp, and everyone would bow before him.
They'd refused the first time- he'd been kind and offered them a chance to kneel to him- but they'd refused that chance. Now he was going to force them to their knees... He was going to dominate the world. Without a shadow of a doubt... And yet... He was somewhat uneasy.
The dragon rider should be too easy to take down, but... A recent report of a new threat to his plan almost worried him. He didn't like it.
"Commander Drago." He heard the title, and turned reluctantly away from his trophy, and ticket to victory. He wasn't too happy with the title "Commander." That was much too belittling for him. "Supreme chief" maybe... or perhaps "King." He'd straighten that out once he ruled everything, but for now he turned his attention to his subordinate.
"We've found two dragon riders, Sir. Well, not exactly two- one of them isn't really-." He rambled on.
"The rider from the nest?" He asked, suspecting that victory might be his even sooner than he thought.
"No, sir, this is a different rider." He was informed. Drago growled, and grabbed the informant's neck. Other dragon rider! Just how many of them were there?! Wait... He did recall that dagger that was brought to him as a pathetic weakling pleaded for his life, and a ridiculous story that was spun with it. "And the other, well, we're not sure he's a rider, sir- we're not entirely sure he's... human." The soldier rasped out from under his hand.
He loosened his grip.
"The Dragon Boy?" He wondered. Then, he turned to face the back of the ship towards the docks. Two young kids were being escorted to him at spearpoint.
He grinned, slowly and darkly, and threw the soldier aside. He scrambled off like a coward- useless dragon fodders, the lot of them! Still, they had their moments. Capturing and bringing the Dragon Boy to him- now wouldn't he be a worthy creature to crush and bring under his domain... and was that an unconscious Night Fury behind them? Perhaps things were looking up. He chuckled as he approached them.
"So these are the two that Eret spawn spoke of." He said.
Jack almost wanted to gag himself at the superiority draped voice. The one that so clearly said "I am the most almighty. The god on earth. No one is better than I."
'Gag me.' He muttered to Hiccup in their minds.
'Just don't do anything stupid.' He replied. 'Remember were here to talk with him.' Hiccup reminded him.
'Me? Stupid?' He teased, amusement floating through his mind.
"So which of you is the dragon?" Drago drawled, examining the two of them like exquisite swords he was picking from. He chuckled, darkly. Jack bristled, he hated this guy already. "Let me guess. Tall and noble over here?" He said, wandering over to face Hiccup. He was standing tall and proud- not wanting to appear weak, or of little importance. He knew this was important when trying to talk to people like him- and that was what he was here to do.
Jack meanwhile had been sending warning glares at every possible angle of attack, until he focussed his glare on Drago with the address.
'Wow. A real genius, isn't he?' He commented. "I don't know whether I should be insulted, or you should be." He smirked. "Can't even tell a dragon from your own." He taunted.
'Jack- stop it! We're trying to not get him angry.' Hiccup scolded.
'Look at this guy, though! He needs taking down several hundred thousand pegs!' He said, extremely irritated by his "better than thou" air.
'Just let me do the talking from now on.' Hiccup placated.
'Fine.' Jack agreed, not trusting himself to speak to this beast, instead turning his attention to the dragons which carried Toothless along behind them. The way they cowered in front of this stupid Drago man- pitiful.
"Disgrace to your scales." He growled out to them. They looked somewhat riled, although still subdued, at the comment.
"Okay, look, Drago, we're not here to try anything. We just want to talk." Hiccup began, in his best negotiating tone.
"Tie his mouth." Drago ordered, disinterested. He had his interests set on a much more important trophy.
Hiccup tried to protest- suddenly panicked- struggling as rough hands forced a rag round his mouth. They just about got it on, about to tie the knot, when a furious, dangerous roar sounded across the entire cavern.
Every soldier within earshot unsheathed and brandished a weapon at the white dragon. He snarled at them in a clear warning to get away from him, but the soldiers were incredibly obedient. They finished tying the knot, before hurriedly restraining the young Viking and holding a dagger to his neck.
The little-!
"GET YOUR FILTHY HANDS OFF HIM!" Was what he'd yelled at them- which of course they couldn't translate, but the meaning was inescapable.
'The nerve of them! How dare they! The weak skinned, flat faced, claw lacking-!'
'Jack.' Hiccup broke into his mental rage. 'Its alright, it's fine, calm down, I don't mind- really. Just tell Drago what I want to tell him.' He attempted to ask, calmingly. Jack was in no mood to cooperate.
'If he wants to hear what you have to say, he's going to have to take off that gag!' He snarled.
'Jack, I don't think that's going to happen-.' He began.
'Well that's going to have to be his problem then, isn't it!' He yelled, seething that this half walker had done that to him. No one gets away with rough handling his friend- treating him like he's useless. He was going to make Drago regret those words. He'd made a big mistake.
He shot him a fierce glare with burning, blue eyes- trying to pin him to the ground with sheer force of stare alone. Drago wasn't dissuaded- he hated him more for it.
"Aarrrgggghhhh!" The skin cloaked cried. A savage, aggressive cry thrown at the Sky Dragon, as he swung his staff in powerful arcs above his head. Jack blinked, as his head shrank back. His anger vanished.
"Aaarrrgggghhhh!" Drago made the same primal call again. The white dragon had froze.
'Jack...?' Hiccup muttered, fearing slightly for his friend. This was a show of dominance- a big one. He remembered when Jack himself had done the same to Hookfang- spooking the Nightmare into submission with his show of power... But, the way he'd gone blank like that... He wasn't going to submit, was he?! He was a Sky Dragon- he wasn't going to give in... Was he?
Hiccup felt dread settle in the pit of his stomach. Oh Thor, please say he wouldn't.
Drago gave a twisted smile of smug satisfaction, as he saw the Sky Dragon's reaction- that flinch and the way he reared back... He had him now...
But then confusion overcame his features, as an unmistakable, slow, wry smirk spread across the dragon's face. And then he burst into hysterical laughter. Hiccup relaxed, as he realised the blank expression had been one of shock, not submission.
That was Jack- laughing in the face of any and all attempts to tell him what to do. Light, fast chuckles rolling out of his throat, as his neck bent double with the laughter. He turned back into a kid- that wild, mirthful laughter still shaking his chest, as he clutched his sides- bent over so far he looked as though he might topple over.
"Do you have any idea how ridiculous you sound?" He managed, chuckles intermitten throughout the words- and immediately continued laughing afterwards.
Suffice to say that all those watching- both men and dragons- were shocked by the dragon's easy resistance to Drago's command. He even had the gall to laugh in the face of it. The said "King" growled, and slammed his spear into the ground, right next to the kid's bare foot, splinters breaking out around the point. Jack stopped laughing, but the smirk remained- a deadly dangerous glint appearing in his eyes.
'So, this guy wants to challenge me, hmm? Well then, time show him what he's really up against.' He thought.
Hiccup, knowing protests were futile, watched nervously. He could only pray Jack would come out of this on top. What was he thinking- of course he would. He should be praying he didn't beat Drago up too bad... And it hadn't escaped him that all this was because he'd been gagged.
He switched back into the mighty, white dragon. Roaring, he threw down a massive spike of ice, which stabbed into the deck next to the spear. The huge, glittering spike dwarfing both the spear and the dragon's competitor. Drago was beginning to look a little nervous now. The dragon's show of power, made him uncomfortable- they made his own seem tame... and there was easy resistance to his own shows of strength- that threw him.
To conquer a dragon was an impressive feat alone. To control an Alpha species was unheard of- impossible- and yet he'd done it... But a Sky Dragon? That was out in a league all by itself. It combined the human stubborness to resist his dominance, and the dragon's power to surpass it. They were creatures of the deepest, wildest sky. They were controlled by no one.
Scorching blue eyes burrowed into Drago's, as they locked eyes. Each one trying to force their opponent to back down by burning the full strength of their mind and soul into the other. Neither broke eye contact.
Jack was fighting in the name of his Bonded- and he wouldn't back down for anything. Drago- though secretly somewhat humbled by the power emanating from the eyes of the Sky Dragon- could not afford to be shown up in front of his followers. They were beginning to waver, as things were.
The worlds of dragons and humans were not too dissimilar. If a leader was shown to be weak, they were very quickly abandoned. That was what Drago risked right now- and the Sky Dragon knew it.
He was making him fully regret laying a single finger on his Viking. If only Drago'd had an inkling of what he was about to get into when he first challenged the Dragon Boy. He would've thought twice then. Now, he could see he was in way over his head- locked in a battle to which there was no backing down. This was more than just an idle contest. Drago's entire victory hinged on conquering this dragon- and so did the loyalty of his followers.
Eventually, the Sky Dragon, in a clear show of boredom and dismissal, blinked and turned away from him. Far from giving up the competition, he was showing he couldn't be bothered with it. It was below him to squabble with this puny man. The scales of power were continuously dipping in favour of the dragon.
Drago growled. Fine then- there was other ways to make a dragon submit. He pulled his spear back up, and slashed it at the dragon's foreleg. Cutting a shallow run into his flesh.
A flash of pain was enough to turn any beast into a whimpering, grovelling lizard. But, Jack just stood there, looking at the red line cutting his white scales, and the single crimson droplet lengthening it. His blood was red. Drago thought, considerably freaked out by this.
He turned into a human again, still examining the the drop of red threading down his arm in mild curiosity.
"You think that's pain?" He asked, quietly, almost as though he wasn't expecting him to hear. A single, silent laugh bobbed his shoulders. "I've been through so much worse... This barely registers." He told him, with the same impression as though he was talking to himself. Slowly, thin ice spread along the cut, covering it like a smooth scab. He flexed his arm testingly as he continued."You could carry on, if you wanted to." He told him. "You could cut me 'til my scales are red.. But I still wouldn't bow down to you." He said, a small, strong smirk curving his lip as he glared at him.
He could see exactly what this beast of a human was thinking- he was considering if killing him would resolve the difficult position he put him in. Nope- he'd landed him in a whole heap of trouble with no intention of letting him get out of it. First gagging Hiccup, then attempting to dominate him- who did he think he was?! Oh, no- he was not getting out of this easily.
"You could kill me, but what kind of message would that send out." He pointed out. He liked to think he was a pretty tricksy person. He could be be pretty darn smart when he wanted to, and had woven his trap around Drago so that he had no way to escape- he really thought he hadn't considered that this maniac might want to kill him? (Not that Hiccup had warned him of it or anything). Idiot. You don't challenge a Sky Dragon- especially one with a clever friend. Alone he might have been in trouble, but together Drago didn't stand a chance. They'd trapped him so he couldn't kill him.
"It shows them that you couldn't win. You accepted defeated. You couldn't beat me so you had to finish me instead." He paused, daring him to do it. "Go ahead- I'm sure your followers will think very highly of you for doing it." He pointed out with undeniable logic (curtesy of Hiccup). Drago glanced round- uneasy muttering and looks were already being shared amongst both men and dragons. All because of this one little kid's defiance- and because he'd threatened his friend.
"Guess what, Drago?" He said, raising his voice now, to deliver the final, belittling blow. "I'm the dragon that you just can't beat. I'm controlled by no one. Least of all, you." He finished, grandly, smirking like the idea this human would overcome him was laughable.
And that landed Drago in one huge, writhing pile of swerving loyalties. But Hiccup wasn't the only smart Viking around here. Drago knew how to force people's hand- force them to his knees. He would bow. He thought, and pointed his spear out to the Viking that had almost been forgotten, by all the humans, in all this fighting for power.
"You will submit." He told him. "Because if you don't- your little friend here will die." He grinned.
Seeing the panic in the dragon's eyes confirmed he'd guessed right. This little boy was the reason he started all this- so he knew this dragon would mindlessly do anything to protect him. Love was a stupid thing, Drago thought. For friendship, or for lovers- whichever these two were.
Hiccup's eyes widened as he waited to see what Jack would do. Surely he wouldn't actually obey this.. this... But if it was his life on the line... Hiccup knew wouldn't hesitate to do anything for him. But, he wouldn't! He couldn't!
He saw Jack lower his head...
No... He couldn't... He was actually submitting?! Jack had blocked him off, so he couldn't hear his protests. How he yelled at him to not give up- resist! His Sky Dragon just couldn't have given up! Jack just... He couldn't give up.. He couldn't be beaten. It just wasn't possible.
Everyone seemed to lower their weapons, as they stared in shock at the beaten, unbeatable dragon...
...and that was their downfall. They let their guard down.
So quick they barely caught it, the dragon whipped his tail between Hiccup and his captor, and flicked it up, forcing them apart, before he swept Hiccup under him with a wing.
He crouched low over him. Head down, as he smirked, eyes glinting dangerously at Drago. He'd just lost his bargaining chip. He had no way of breaking him now. He would never submit to this enslaver. Never.
The sudden speed and skill of the dragon astonished the crowd. Any low opinion or thoughts they'd had of him, at his fake submission, was now replaced with awe.
Drago was in deep trouble now. This one act of defiance could easily spread. It could become an uprising- a rebellion. But he had one last card to play, and he'd finally had enough of this meddlesome dragon.
"Dart him." He ordered, confident he'd finally overcome the white dragon. He'd knock him out, get back the Viking, and then he'd be putty in his hands. He'd won.
Panic flashed through Hiccup, as Jack rapidly curled round him. Hiding his head under his wing, as the whoosh and thump of multiple darts hitting home sounded...
They waited... But the dragon didn't collapse.
Then, slowly... the great dragon unfurled himself. The darts still protruded from his scales, as he stood, tall and proud- unheeded by the powerful drugs. He staring down at the one who tried to overcome him.
He would not be beaten.
When it came to a Sky Dragon, Drago was in way over his head.
All stared in open awe of the magnificent dragon. It took just one dart to take down a Deadly Nadder, and yet he'd took dozens and still refused to fall. It was just impossible. It made him look like a beast the gods themselves had created.
He reared his head imposingly above Drago, eyes burning with pure blue fury. Then he flung his jaws towards him, roaring so loud and so hard it rattled every part of the "Commander." His skin, his bones- and his very soul (dark and repulsive though it was). He got a perfect view of every one of the crystal white daggers lining his mouth. He could have fit inside the open jaws, easily- but it was the roar that truly shook him. It the perfect cry of dominance- powerful, strong and merciless. It made Drago's earlier cry look like a child's tantrum in comparison.
And then, as if things weren't impossible enough, the unconscious Night Fury leapt forwards, miraculously cured of his drugged state, and scooped up Hiccup, as both dragons took off into the sky. Gone in a matter of seconds, with the wind aiding their escape.
Those that were left behind could only stare in wonder. What was that beast?... And how he he resisted the darts?
Hiccup was wondering just that.
"How did you-?" He yelled, incredulously, over to Jack. The dragon managed a smirk, but something seemed wrong.
'Well, I didn't have time to freeze all the needles, like I did with Toothless.' He began, recalling how he'd limited the amount of drug that got through to him by freezing the darts, along with the effects. 'But I've managed to freeze my blood a little.' He explained. 'Makes it a little hard to move, but its slowed it down.' He said.
Hiccup noticed now how the wind was doing most the work keeping him airborne. It was clearly more than a little hard to move.
"Wait, 'slow down.'" He noticed. "So, its still gonna..." He saw Jack's limbs grow heavier, as he shook his head, firmly, in an attempt to keep himself awake.
'...Yeah.' He confirmed, fighting to stay conscious.
Worry swarmed uneasily in the young Viking.
"How long can you go on for?" He asked, noting how his head was dropping with his eyelids, and he was relying fully on the wind to stay in the air now.
'Long enough.' He said, but that didn't tell Hiccup anything. He was strong, yes, but Jack would sooner collapse than complain, in order to keep him from worrying- and he hated admitting weakness- so he could only guess how great a toll it was really taking on his friend.
He reached across to his mind. He could feel how heavy the weight of the drug was swamping his mind- it was a lot worse than he thought.
"Just, hold on, Jack. We're gonna find a place to land." He reassured him, scanning the ocean for any sign of land. There was no response from the sedative weary dragon, and there was a worrying lack of land ahead... and he was all too aware of Jack slowly dipping in the air as the sleep poison of the darts spread.
He was so worried over the white dragon, and he didn't know what to do. He knew he was losing the fight to stay awake, but there was still no sign of land- and they weren't yet far enough from Drago that search parties wouldn't find them. What should they do?! He couldn't turn human and ride on Toothless- the amount of chemicals running through his veins would kill a human- so he had to stay in dragon form.
But how long could he last?
Just a little longer, he bid his Sky Dragon. Just a little more.
Stay... stay awake... Stay... awake... It became harder and harder to hold onto those thoughts, as paralysis crept across his limbs and his mind felt like it was attempting to fly off into the clouds...
He was drifting... slowly losing the battle... floating off... slowly... slowly... He felt his wings failing him. And then something happened.
Alarm so dull and faded it felt like he was attempting to hear it through a thick wool that had clouded his thoughts. Two words struggled to reach his brain.
"-oo- le-! -ac-!" He tried to stir himself out of his stupor.
Hiccup-. He thought, uselessly, but it was no good. Sleep took him.
Authors note: And then he woke up in the talons of larger dragons taking him to the sanctuary and turned into a human to get dropped in the cave with Hiccup to meet Valka
Hope you liked it ^^
ooh almost forgot- sorry its been a while I've been busy with college with the end of the year coming up but here's the plan. Im going on holiday where theres no internet for all next week but I don't want to leave you with nothing so I'm posting the prologue to my next story today amd I'll post the rest of it when I get back
omg just realised- this story is the last stored and finished one so after that one updated won't be as constant as daily- but don't worry I'm aiming for my maximum update time to be a week but I should be able to post every few days
just to let you guys know the plan for the future ^^ see you next week!