The Dragon Boy - Part 23 - Battle in the Skies
Frostcup fanfic

Authors note: yeah I did warn you now its getting to the end there will be a lot of cliffhangers hehe I'm sorry but not sorry if you understand hehe anyway I hope you enjoy this action chapter please leave a review and Ill be bac tommorow with the next update^^

Hiccup dashed out of the crowd. He had to know what was happening up there.

He found an empty side street, and closed his eyes... He could just about maintain the link with Jack, but couldn't quite hear his thoughts. Pushing further, he concentrated harder, and, Yes! He could hear him.

"I have to win, this time, can't afford to lose... They're depending on me, I can do this this... This is high enough, even the Night Fury won't be able to reach here." Hiccup was both dismayed and impressed, he was stopping them from joining the fight, to keep them safe. Even if it meant facing the dark dragon alone.

Jack flipped over and dived at the dragon, reaching his claws towards the softer underbelly. Unfortunately, the dragon was expecting such an attack, and slashed at him with it's own claws. Jack pulled away, he had several long but shallow gashes on his legs and stomach, compared to the one the other received. Hiccup felt a flash of pain before it vanished He'd obviously realised he was there, and was blocking the pain from him, protecting him, even now.

Jack gained some height and distance, before turning to face the dragon again, launching a volley of ice spikes at it. The dragon dodged some, but not all, of them, and shot back some shadow darts in response. Jack avoided them better than the black dragon had.

They launched a few more attacks like that- Jack's greater agility lending him the advantage, and Hiccup noticed something. He was targeting the wings- just like hed done with the red death- and it looked like "Operation Hiccup" was working. The dragon definitely wasn't flying as smoothly, as it was before.

If they'd have carried on like that, Jack could have won the battle without taking too many injuries, but the beast wasn't stupid.

It saw it the balance was tipping out of his favour, and launched itself towards Jack, to engage him in close quarter combat. The white dragon fought valiantly, but the larger, stronger black dragon was slowly overcoming him. Inevitably, it gained great advantage over him during the fight, it was only a matter of time before something went terribly wrong. It did.

The black beast caught hold of the smaller dragon's neck, and crushed it. The pain from the penetrating claws, and the pressure of it's grip stopping him from breathing, threatening to overwhelm the struggling dragon.

"Noooo!" Hiccup cried out, with both body and mind. The sound of Hiccup's voice renewed Jack's strength and determination.
"Hiccup! No, I can't give up. I have do this, I have to be strong enough- for him!" He slashed at the leg holding him with the spike at the end of his tail, simultaneously, twisting and throwing a viscious kick at the limb that held him. He slipped out of it's grip, but there was no time for rest- he had to press his advantage whilst it wasn't expecting it.

He flew round it, and dived at it, head on, in an ambush attack. Hiccup watched, the odds were so badly stacked against him. He should be half dead by now, judging by his injuries, yet, still he battled on. If anything, the attacks he launched were fiercer than before.

Hiccup had reminded him what he was fighting for, and he was determined not to let the others down. He was fighting, not for his life, anymore, but the lives of those he cared about, and for that reason, he would continue to fight long after the other dragon would have given up. Even if he was at death's door he would continue to fight- in fact, Hiccup realised, he probably was.

Desperate to save his friend, Hiccup called out.
"Think about your strengths! Use your skills to your advantage." Perhaps one of the most basic pieces of advice he'd been given at dragon training, but that just made it all the more brilliant.

An idea sprung into Jack's mind. His eyes widened, he knew what to do.

The dragon flew towards him in another attack, he dodged it and, in a flurry of snow, he vanished. The air was suddenly thick with flying flakes.

Roared angrily at the loss of its prey, the dark creature scented the air- and then snorted in confusion. His scent was gone.

"How?" It thought, eyes darting left and right but finding no sign of the white dragon. Hiccup knew what had happened.

The moment Jack had evaded the attack, he'd flown upwards and changed. Now, a white haired boy fell through the air at great speed, hurling towards the black beast. The wind whistling in his ears.

The dragon failed to notice the approach of the speeding figure, and it was only as he shot past it's wing the creature even knew he was there, by which point, it was to late.

Jack changed again and a pure white dragon now fastened his jaws onto the beast's chest. It struggled, swinging a powerful leg at impact of the attack almost threw him off, and the pain dazed him, but Jack clung on determinedly.

Before the creature could launch another attack, he shot a razor sharp ice spike, into the beast's chest. Its eyes widened in shock as it stiffened.

Then, slowly, gravity took hold of it, dragging it back down to earth.

It was over.

Jack was breathing heavily, beating tired wings that could barely keep him airborne. Hiccup allowed himself to relax, they were safe, the creature was dead. Jack turned away to head back home... and that was when everything went wrong.

He cried out in terror, turning just in time to see a giant, black net, woven from strands of darkness, fall over him, pulling him towards the bone breaking ground.

The words of the dark dragon came back to him.

"You will not escape."