"Keep your ranks and keep those boulders comin!" Stoic the vast shouted out, the flames were launched toward the giants. These giants were large and ugly with nasty teeth and fat nubby fingers and toes, they were all bred for war but unlucky for them, so were the people of Berk.
The rock flames struck their desired targets, 5 of the trolls knocking them dead with one destructive blow. There hundreds of trolls in this crowd but neither looked even close to losing. One of the trolls broke through the Viking induced barrier and charged toward Stoic.
Stoic took a stance at the ready "NIGHT FURY!" with a screech and a barely audible whoosh, Hiccup was on the trolls shoulder and had a sword lodged into its head. He jumped off just as the troll toppled back ward and landed in front of Stoic and grinned.
"Not too shabby, eh dad?" he asked and Stoic laughed heartily.
"No, not bad at all, is Aden flying Toothless?" Stoic asked glancing at the sky but it was no use. Once a night fury disappeared, it was almost impossible to find it again.
"Yeah, well if you've got it from here, I'm need to make an armor set for our new dragon quick as I can" Hiccup replied.
"New dragon?" Stoic looked up as a massive dragon went over him "Thor Almighty… Hiccup, where did that one come from?!" Stoic shouted and Hiccup just laughed.
Hiccup ran into the black smith shop, putting on an apron "how are we doin Gobber?" Hiccup asked.
"Fantastic! We haven't had a good fight in years-" Hiccup raised an eyebrow "ahem, I mean not good, they're not backing down" Gobber cleared his throat.
"Just like old times, right?" Hiccup asked as he started to create a mold quickly for head gear on Melody then poured a molten metal in.
"Except you're not exactly the little stick you were" Gobber pointed out.
"Thanks for the vote of confidence" he responded flatly then pulled out the metal gear and doused it in water. He went outside and whistled as Melody landed and he placed the gear on her quickly "she's all yours, Allan, give them hell girl" he added to Melody.
Marcus glided in on Argos tossing Hiccup his gauntlet "it's melted" he told Hiccup who inspected it. The armor for Marcus forearm had been indeed melted to an almost goop and was still a little warm.
Hiccup frowned "we'll need a different type of metal then, one not as easily affected by heat" he replied.
Marcus nodded then took off, disappeared almost as quickly as Toothless. Argos released the silent purple fire on the trolls then Marcus released his own which had a rippled affect. His fire spread to the other trolls, stopping at a certain point. Marcus eyes widened, he had seen this fire before and his body shook.
Marcus shook his head to bring himself out his steadily accumulating flash back then took a shaky breath and dove at the trolls. With one fowl swoop, 3 trolls were on the ground with claw marks on their heads and Marcus lit them up. The trolls screamed and Marcus shuddered feeling guilty.
"Marcus, what was that fire?" Kenna yelled up as she launched herself at a troll and struck him down straight in the while.
"I don't know but I've seen it before" Marcus replied darkly "but if I do it again, get as far away as possible, it spreads" he mentioned, his eyes aimed at her with a haunted look and she straightened.
"Okay, I will but I think it's a good thing to have" she added seriously and Marcus eyes went as wide as a curious Night fury. Kenna rolled her eyes "now get going, trolls to fight and a war to win" she told him pointing to the sky.
Argos got the message and shot into the sky and went into a death roll and "Argos, head straight down but keep spinning but be prepared to pull straight up again" he told her. Marcus got an idea.
"Hatchling? What are you planning?" she questioned, her tone laced with amusement.
"You'll see, aim for a crowd of them" he replied to her in Dragonese.
"Of course" she purred then went into a straight down death roll, Marcus put out his hand and a stream of hot, purple fire streamed, twisting as Argos herself twisted until they were close to the ground.
"UP!" Marcus shouted and she glided up with ease of the fiery tornado that wiped out 100's of trolls in its path and eventually lost of its fury. Marcus sighed in relief, glad that the fire had stopped before hurting anyone else.
"Marcus!" Marcus turned his head to find Toothless with Aden on it beside them.
"I think Toothless is trying to tell me something but I don't know what he's saying" Aden told Marcus who looked into Toothless' emerald eyes and they were sharp with alert.
"I can sense something coming, he is coming, no they are coming" Toothless told him with urgency.
"Who is coming?" Marcus asked and Toothless pressed his ears flat against head and Marcus himself got a strange feeling in his stomach. "We need to land now" Marcus told Aden who looked at him strangely but nodded and the two glided to the ground and Tyson and Allen joined them.
The others joined them as they all seemed to have that strange feeling. As if someone had called them off or threatened them, the trolls had started to fall back, they at first started to go slowly but now they were running. Marcus couldn't seem to calm down and his heart leaped as he heard thunder strike, his eyes filled with a light so bright, he had to cover his eyes.
When the light faded, a large ship 15000 times the size of other ships sailed into Berk. The ship covered most of the port side. All the Vikings and guardians stood in awe as huge people, walked around the large ship and it stopped hitting a large cliff and the huge people got out. There were 7 in total, some women and some men and all larger than life.
Marcus sensed something about them all and knelt and the rest of them seemed to sense the same and knelt. "Rise, Guardians of Draco" a wise and deep voice said and they rose.
"We have come with a warning, I trust you know who we are?" the one in the front who was clearly the leader, asked.
"You are Odin, king of the gods" Allan mentioned and Odin smiled in a proud sort of way.
"Yes and you are my son, you have fought valiantly today" Odin responded and Allan looked shocked then blushed. Odin was dressed in armor and a helmet, a black cape as his symbol of status.
"So have ours, my ILA has fought well" a woman stepped forward, her hourglass figure with sharp eyes. She was dressed with armor around her bodice and her long flowing blonde hair in a ponytail.
ILA straightened "Freya?" she asked and Freya smiled, her eyes showing warmth and pride.
"Silence, I will allow you introductions after we give our warning" Odin announced and the gods fell silent.
"Now as you may have realized, a beast is getting loose within its captivity" a slimmer man stepped forward.
"Fenrir" Marcus mentioned, his mouth drawing into a tight worried line "he's getting out of thread and if we don't stop this, Fenrir will swallow the sun" Marcus supplied "and it's the end of the world."
"Your boy is clever, Loki!" a buff man mentioned, in his strong hands he held a large hammer. His hair was long and wild with a blonde beard; the one beside him, a slim man with pitch black hair and purple eyes.
Aden stepped in next to Marcus who smiled only slightly to acknowledge his friend "father, right?" Aden asked the large god, Thor the god of thunder. The man nodded "yes, you are good friends with Loki's son?" he asked.
Everyone seemed to step toward Marcus in a protective way "we all are, so what did you come to warn us about?" Kenna asked, her fiery red hair and red eyes seemed to be alight.
"The dead line is nearing, Fenrir is growing stronger and in less than 3 years it will be time to create a bind from the impossible. We will tell you this, seek Frey's messenger, Skirnir and find a way to the World of the dark elves in order create this bind" Freya, her crimson eyes almost twice as intense of Kenna's.
"The bind will be made from 6 things, the sound a cat makes when running, the beard of a woman, the roots of a mountain, the sinews of a bear, the breath of a fish, and the spittle of a bird. That is our warning to you; we count on you young guardians for we are no longer allowed to interfere directly with mortals even our children" a man with eyes like Tyson's spoke, his voice solemn.
"But those things are impossible!" Ciar protested.
"You will find a way" a huge man in full armor and wild red hair told him with fond eyes.
"Freyr?" Finn asked and the man nodded; he then whispered in Ciar's ear and Ciar looked at man shocked. He then looked away not knowing what to say or do.
"Why are they coming after Berk, the trolls didn't come for no reason" Marcus said.
"You each hold the power of the gods and the burning intensity of dragons at your disposal, there is a prophecy that only you 8 can put my son back in binds. They are on Fenrir's side so they attacked foolishly thinking that their power would be a match for 8 demi-gods, such idiotic thoughts but what do you expect from trolls" the calm droll of the voice seemed too familiar to them all.
They all placed their attention on the slim god who's ebony black hair that hung gracefully over his shoulder. His porcelain skin, facial structure, and soft, violet eyes made it clear that Marcus' father was he. Marcus studied him calmly "sorry Marcus, you'll need to imprison your dear brother" he told him, a mischievous twinkle in his eyes.
Marcus shuddered at the thought of him being a brother "can you tell me one thing?" Marcus asked.
"Within reason" Loki replied, his back stick and mouth pressed thin looking alike to Marcus.
"How do I control that fire, it sticks and won't stop" Marcus said.
"You control your fire with your mind, Marcus, we are alike in more way than one so I assume you can understand it" Loki explained. Marcus didn't reply and the rest of the many gods turned into human forms to give advice and speak with their daughters and sons.
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Lightning struck across the sky that night, the sky was a pitch black and the lightning an almost unnatural shade of blue. Every Guardian stood outside and they each had an instinct of something happening. Aden and the rest backed up suddenly when lightning struck the ground in front of them. It was if it struck the ground and then sent all of its energy there. When the flashes stopped, an egg shape of lightning stood before them all.
Aden moved forward slowly and knelt and picked up the egg, constant blue electricity zigzagged the egg and it looked as if it was made of pure energy. Toothless trudged up and sniffed the egg and very suddenly took the egg in his gummy mouth and set it down to inspect it more.
"What is it?" Kenna asked, they all looked at Aden because, well of all people Aden knew the most about dragons and eggs.
"I don't know, it might be, well maybe… it's a Night Fury egg" Aden said.
It has been forever since I wrote a chapter I know, but I was lacking inspiration and cranking out chapters that have no meaning or point seemed unfair
Short one but hey it's a chapter!
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