Here's another chapter. I'm trying to get alot of these done before I start classes but, I'll still try to update. Will Stoick kill his son, will the truth come out, will the invaders triumph...only time will tell. Read if you dare.

"Humans' speech"

"Dragonese"

Chapter 4: Confrontations

Stoick growls as he lash out against the red cloak, his axe singing in the wind before it separates head from body. Hearing anger filled yell behind him cut off, he grunts before kicking a charging lad off the pier, "Gobber, get a group moving towards the castle. If we can ensure the ruler of the land is safe-"

"We'll be seen in a betta light, don' ya worry none," seeing his old friend rush forward and slamming attackers away with his hammer, he chuckles before looking Astrid.

"Astrid, led a group to the ships that are still dock and-" before he finish talking, the loud roar of a Titanclaw drew their attention. As the large dragon flew over head with three smaller members, the dragons surrounds a ship and hovers before loosing flames with several people jumping off.

As the dragons flew off, Stoick frowns before motioning to the others ships, "Take down those ships! Astrid, Spitelout, you're with me."

- Elsa look up as Hiccup lands besides them while two smaller dragons dash ahead, "How much further to the castle?"

"Look up more often and you'll see for yourself," hearing Anna giggle, he huffs in amusement, "it's straight ahead, well get there in five minutes." As the group move forward, the dragon slows before turning his head with a glare.

A group of red cloak men exist from behind a building with Hans smirking at the group, "Well, well, well, I'm sure that you thought that you could make it but it just not going to happen." "These vikings are a mere set back to the plan...and you and your people will belong...to me," waving his men forwards, the smirk on his face fell as a two groups of vikings ran up.

"GET 'EM BOYS!" as the vikings cut down the red cloaks, the peach and brown dragon leaps over the warriors and over the prince. As Hans falls backwards, Hiccup opens his jaws wide as a rumbling sound echo from his throat.

Hans has little chance to throw his arms to shield his face as Hiccup burns him under a wave of purple flames until naught was left but ashes. Seeing the leader die, the remaining fighters try to flee only to be picked off by vikings or dragons.

- "In recognition for your services, the people of Arendelle agrees to trade with the viking people of Berk," Stoick smiles kindly at the young queen that could control ice and snow before bowing respectfully. As she steps back, his face turn to shock as a cannibal dragon steps forward while dragging an elderly man.

A deep scowl cross her face as the Duke of Weselton was dropped before her, "Are you happy Duke of Weselton, knowing that your people have killed thousands of mine both guards and civilians?" Shaking her head as the duke opens his mouth before turning to a pair of guards, "Throw him in the dungeons, perhaps he should be with the rest of the trash he brought here."

"Well that was a nice show, if only I had a sheep to eat," the high dragon snark before hearing Anna clear her throat and point to a maid with a swine, "ah Anna, what would I do without you?"

Tapping a finger on her chin with a grin, she leans onto Kristoff before waving at the wyrm, "Figure out soon, yes?"

As the others blink at the queen's sister talking to the dragon, Hiccup chuffs loudly before taking a bite out of the pig. Slowly, the white hair queen walks over with a nervous along with her master of arms, "High dragon of the Regal Titanclaws, I can't thank you enough for the help."

"Yes, how can we help you for this," the older man smile before rubbing his hands as Hiccup raise his head, "more animals for your islands, how about people to tend the flocks and herds."

As Anna look over to the dragon, Stoick raise an eyebrow as the beast made gesture while growling and grunting before Anna turn towards the assembly, "The Shimmering Isle tribe thanks the crown for the offer of reward."

"However, they did not fly to aid us originally...but to strike at the people who harm one of their own," seeing her sister flinch back, Anna nervously shift back and forth, "it was due to the attack that they knew we were beseige and then-"

"They show up to take care of two birds with one stone," as the military adviser nods his head, he claps his hands together, "then if they're willing, I propose an idea." Seeing the alpha pay attention, he smile before holding his palms out, "I propose placing a few families on your islands to tend the animal."

"Meanwhile, we'll also send someone who can be a messenger in case of another attack happens," as the court turn to the adviser, Stoick cross his arms before clearing his throat.

Meeting the gaze of the queen and her military adviser, he holds out a large hand to the man, "The viking tribe of Berk shall send trade as well as people to bring our people together."

"Arendelle thanks you and your people," as the two leaders bow respectfully to each other, everyone turns as Hiccup let loose a bellow. As the rest of the dragons respond, they fly up in a spiraling cone before heading back towards the archipelago.

As the last of the Titanclaws break from the fog banks, the vikings manage to catch up to just as they begin to go ballistic. Bellows and snarls fills the air before the large brown and peach in the lead roars in anger and flies towards the Nest.

Hearing an echoing roar, Stoick looks up as a group of dragons ascends from a series of island chain. Seeing his old friend looking up, Stoick turns to Gobber with a slight frown, "Wat do ya think is goin on?"

"From te looks of things," bringing his eyeglass down, the blacksmith scratches his chin, "tey seem angry at te fleeing dragons."

"I think I see a Monstrous Nightmare flying off with a yak," nodding at Spitelout, Stoick gives the command for the ships to turn. Following behind the dragons, they draw out axes and swords with a loud battle cry.

She could hear them coming from a far with ease, even in her volcanic lair. It had been many centuries since any dragon was foolish enough to transform a human into a dragon. The last time it had happened, she was force to ally with that pompous white one that preach tolerance and love.

Shifting her body, she lung at the Nadder that led the raid on the Titanclaws' territory. Barely missing the much smaller dragon, she smiles malicously as it whimpers under the reminder of death. Giving a loud roar, she watch gleefully as her servants rush out to their death at her order. She has one last task to fulfill before killing the intruders off.

Looking at the three eggs beneath her, she hums as she listens to the soft chirps that her offsprings give out before gently pushing them into the lava.

Sorry it took so long. I had thought I uploaded this last year and simply forgot about it. Next chapter will be filled with dragons fighting and the vikings discovering something. Best of luck to everyone and keep being awesome.