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Not my feet, but my foot

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Chapter 22

The Meeting

Astrid didn't remember how she had got into this mess, but she had got into this mess.

Earlier that day Stoick barked some orders about something that Astrid should've know. She of course, didn't pay attention because she wanted to go flying.

Hiccup and Toothless were nowhere to be found; they were her ride to the air. That was until a familiar blue Deadly Nadder flew down and landed before her. It was Stormfly, the dragon she named five years ago when they flew to face the Red Death. Stormfly seemed to be reading her mind about flying because she was all saddled up and ready.

Well, it turned out that Astrid wasn't the only one who wasn't listening to the chief. The other teens, Ruffnut, Tuffnut, Fishlegs and Snotlout were also oblivious to the barking orders of the chief. They decided to join her along with the flight.

They were aimlessly flying around, a little bit too far than usual, when suddenly they all tangled up in nets. They crashed onto the hard wood of the deck of a ship with a painful stud.

Eret was return with vengeance and very furious, but deep down he was very embarrassed about the last conversation he had with that weird white-green guy. He spent a whole day sulking in a corner after he realized he got tricked and that his trapped dragons got released, again.

Now, he was upset and decided to capture the dragon riders; which was a successful, he proudly stated.

"You're never takes us alive!" Tuffnut exclaimed as he struggled with the binds, making his twin sister rolled her eyes.

"Idiot, he did just take us alive," she then looked up at Eret with pleading eyes and a pout. "Why did you kidnap us, baby boo? I thought you love me," everyone else blinked their eyes incredulously at her as Eret gagged.

"So Eret; how's your conversation with one of my friends last time?" Astrid asked, making the dragon trapper turned away in embarrassment. The conversation was somehow imprinted in his mind.

"Shut up, Blondie," he hissed, playing with his swords to keep him distracting from the embarrassing conversation days ago.

"You hurt my feelings, baby boo! I thought I was your Blondie," Ruffnut stomped her feet and pouted in a childish manner. Suddenly, she turned away and muttered under her breath. "Whatever the heck that means"

Eret had the urge to throw up; he desperately want to throw up but the bile stubbornly stayed in where they were. Why is that crazy girl act like this!?

The boat carried them into his very large ice cave where huge numbers of larger ships docked. If the current ship Astrid in the others was in had a lot of dragon trapping system, then the larger ships were twenty times worst.

They approached the ship that was the largest out of them all in the ice cave. This particular ship had two gigantic chains in front that led into the depth of the water where mysterious bubbles were forming.

Astrid and her friends got tossed – literally – onto the deck along with their dragons that passed out from unknown reason because Astrid and her friends weren't paying attention to that.

When they were on the huge deck, Astrid saw multiple armored dragons there and here. Two of them came up and dragged the tied up dragons to the front of the ship.

Eret strolled onto the deck with a smug grin on his face but suddenly got wiped away when his weapons took away from him. Everyone else other was armed with weapons and all pointed toward Eret and the dragon riders.

Eret looked around nervously as a man filled with scars came into view. He was draped with a cloak that was a lot like a dragon's hide, covering his left arm entirely and carried a bull hook in his right hand.

The man was hands down menacing. Though, he couldn't even hold a candle to Commander at first sight.

Now, Commander wasn't scary as he appeared to be because of his attitude and behavior.

"Drago!" Eret shouted as he tried to shrug off the men holding him. "Always great to see you, my friend," he said casually. Though, there was a hint of fear in it. "Keeping warmed up here," he added.

When the scarred man, Drago, approached the armored deeply whined and stepped away from him in fear. They were avoiding eye contacts with him.

"Well, as you can see," he said, with a little hint of nervousness and fear. "I just arrived with a new batch in time," he gestured toward the dragons with his hands. "Just like I promise," he added.

Suddenly, Hookfang slowly woke up, making the men strapping him down a bit panicked. Hookfang was now fully away and knocked away them and burst into flame, burning away the ropes tying him down.

"Step away," Drago growled and his men complied. He and Hookfang glared at each other, growling at each other. Knowing that he was being challenged, Hookfang reared back and breathed out his breath of inferno.

The thousand degrees flame engulfed Drago, who wrapped himself with his cloak, and looked unharmed as he kept approaching the Monstrous Nightmare. Hookfang ran out of breath and decided to roar menacingly at the approaching Drago.

Drago suddenly roared at the top of his lungs and swung violently his bull hook around above his head with his right hand. The roared coming from Drago seemed to make Hookfang quieted. The end of the bull hook slammed onto the deck, making the dragon startled.

Hookfang's eyes darted everywhere, trying not to make eye contact with Drago, who kept approaching and growling at him. Once the man was close enough, the dragon bowed his head low with fear, extinguishing the flame off from his body.

Drago placed his foot onto the dragon's snout and grinned with a victorious triumph. Astrid and the other dragon riders were shocked at the actions and started to protest as the Monstrous Nightmare whined.

"You belong to me, now," he said and pressed his foot down a bit harder to emphasize his point. His men evilly laughed and grunted in agreement. Suddenly, Drago noticed that there was a saddle on the Monstrous Nightmare's back that seemed to be still intact.

Even the Gronckle too had a saddle on its back.

"And," Eret started. "As add in bonus, I also caught you their riders"

Drago's head snapped toward Eret.

"No extra charge need," he added, making the dragon riders fumed in anger, except for Ruffnut who pouted and stomped her feet on the wood.

"It turns out," he started again, a bit hesitant this time because Drago stormed toward his direction. "There's a bunch of them out there," he took a step back, only to forcefully grabbed by Drago by the neck, choking him.

"How many?" he sneered, glaring at Eret who clawed at the hand that gripped his neck. Astrid suddenly perked up when an idea struck her.

"Drago doesn't know about Berk and its dragons," she whispered to herself. She then formulating her speech as Drago shook the man in his grasp.

"How many!?" he demanded.

"Hundreds," Astrid answered instead of Eret. "A whole island full," she added as Eret coughed.

"I wouldn't worry about them- ACK!" the gripped tightened, making his eyes bulged out. "My men are hunting them as we speak," he wheezed, holding up a finger. "They won't know where you are hiding; I promise you that"

"Oh yes they will," Astrid interrupted as Eret collapsed onto the floor. "They know we're missing," she slowly approached the scarred man. "And they have tracking dragons," she added as Drago centered his focus on her. "If you so much touch us," she warned. "Hiccup's going to kick-"

"Hiccup?" Drago question, thinking a bit ridiculed at the thought of the name.

"He's not a problem, really," Eret interrupted, wheezing as he glanced at Astrid, hoping that it was not a problem. "Trust me," he added fearfully. But Astrid wasn't finished.

"He's only the son of Stoick the Vast; the heir to the throne of Berk," she suddenly smirked a bit. "And he is the greatest dragon master this world has ever seen!" her smirk widened even more. "After all, he is the Dragon Prince"

"Dragon Prince?" Drago question, anger started to bubbling up. "I, alone, control the dragons!" he claimed loudly and glared at the blonde girl before him.

"No," Tuffnut disagreed with a goofy smile on his face.

"Sorry!" Fishlegs said, earning laughter from Ruffnut and Snotlout. Astrid nodded at them, appreciated their cooperation.

"And unless you let us go, right now," Astrid said in a warning tone. "He will blast through here with dragons that are under his command and his Night Fury, and blow your entire fleet of ships into nothing but ashes"

Anger surfaced, Drago roughly grabbed Eret by the face and brought him up.

"First there's one rider," he sneered. "Now, all of Berk?" he added, growling. "And you led them to me!" he threw Eret across the deck.

"Drago!"

"Stop all preparations!" Drago commanded. "We must attack Berk at once!" he yelled. "And no one could stop us!" there was a chorus of cheers through the ship, causing Astrid and the others felt fear of their hometown.

"Lock those dragon riders in the cell," Drago pointed toward Astrid and her friends. "Let them take the front seat to see their home destroy into splinter"

"Drago!"

"And take him with them too," he added, making Eret overpowered by the men and led them down deeper into the ship. "He's no use to me anymore"

Eret felt backstabbed. He was betrayed as he got thrown into a small cell, right between Astrid's and Tuffnut's. He sat up against the bars of the back of the cell.

"How does it feel like to be betrayed?" Astrid spoke as she began to sat up.

Certainly it was not a good feeling.

All the while everyone busying themselves for preparations they were completely oblivious to the spying Seashocker who quickly swam away to Berk.