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I noticed a Minor typo in the last lines of Chapter 2, so they will be reuploaded here at the beginning.

ASTRID

We watched the strange thing crash into Toothless's cove. Water flew up into the air and rained back down. There was only one thing on my mind. I turned to Hiccup and spoke my mind, "We have to check that thing out."

ERICH

Herr Kapitan was adamant. With Berk in our grasp and Iceland in reach, we would devise a way to follow that Spitfire... the one that had flown in flames is how I can best describe it. But there would be serious consequences for the idiotic gun crew that had fired that shell. Very Serious indeed.

HICCUP

"No Astrid, we can't not now!" I said angrily. She kept bugging me to take Toothless to the cove where that... thing had landed. "If it's a new type of dragon, I'll be sure to go and check it out, but right now, it's late, I'm tired and I want to go to bed." The words came out spontaneously as I stepped off Toothless's back, "And so does Toothless." I quickly added. When he didn't catch my drift, I kicked his foot. He looked up, annoyed, then at Astrid, hands on hips, definitely not amused. He did a double take, then finally reared up and 'yawned'. A bit late now pal.

"Ugghh, fine" Astrid sighed, "But first thing tomorrow alright? I'll wake ya up at 6!" And she ran off home.

"Yeah sure whatever... hang on what?!" Laughter was my only reply. A dragon-esque groan came from behind me and turned to find Toothless face-palming "Oh give over." I moaned as I headed for home. SNORT! And then a familiar dragon laugh.

"Stop taunting me! Gods!" All Toothless could do was shake his head. I dunno at what. Dragons are very strange creatures sometimes.

TOOTHLESS

Now you have to understand, a dragon has to do his business. Not as in, 'there's a lot of villages to go and destroy', but, 'I gotta go!' It was very early morning, still pitch black. I got up off my stone and scampered out of the house. Can dragons scamper? Well I did the nearest thing to it I suppose! But as I went to find a quiet secluded spot, I had the strangest sensation. Well, it wasn't strange, but the time it happened... danger. Hiccup and Astrid were in danger! Someone was killing them! But who? I had to go back. I knew I had to, especially when I heard Hiccup yell. Business would have to be quick...

ASTRID

I heard a noise outside. It woke me from my slumber. Men were shouting in a strange language. Smoke... I could smell smoke. There was a fire... the village was on fire! I grabbed my axe and rushed outside. The second I was outside the door, someone grabbed my arms and held me back. I struggled, but their grip was too firm. "Nooo! Get OFF of ME!" I screamed. Their were strange uniformed men everywhere but I couldn't see their faces... they all wore masks of some kind. A man dressed differently from the others appeared. He reached up and removed his mask. His face made my eyes go wide with recognition and fear.

"No... no it CAN'T be! We killed you!"

"Oh but I'm not now, am I Astrid?" said the Red Death in a deep, gravely voice, "Bring them!" he ordered and his Red Death soldiers complied. Moments later, Toothless and Hiccup were brought before me and thrown to the floor. Hiccup's large, green eyes were bloodshot, his face battered. The Red Death turned towards me once again,

"I don't take kindly to being killed," a smirk in his tone, "Kill them... make it bloody."

"NOOOOOOOOOOOO!" I screamed. I squirmed for all I was worth, but it was no use. The soldiers raised their strange looking weapons and fired. The strange man in weird clothes and I watched helplessly as my friends were torn apart, their screams piercing through my heart...

"NOOOO! No, no... no?" I was awake... properly this time. Stormfly was peering through the window, obviously worried. "I'm Okay Stormfly, just a bad dream." But I couldn't shake off the feeling that Hiccup and Toothless really were in danger. Determination wrote itself across my face. I climbed out of bed and grabbed my axe.

"Stormfly let's go to Hiccup's, he's in trouble!" With a roar, she rushed to the Cheif's household whilst I belted it out the front door and didn't look back...

HICCUP

"Please don't hurt them! They didn't do anything to you!" The tears streamed down my face, burning my skin as they fell, as I watched the strange man fall down dead.. The heat of the fires was too great for me to handle.

"Oh my dear Hiccup," the Red Death leader growled, "Of course they did! Have you forgotten already?" He turned to his soldiers, "Kill the girl first." My eyes widened.

"No NOT Astrid please!" But it was too late. The weapons roared and she fell, lifeless, to the ground. If the Red Death could smile, he would be smiling now, a twinkle in his eyes, "Why did you kill her? I got her into this, I was the one who killed you, punish me!" I screamed. My pleading fell on deaf ears.

"You're wrong Hiccup. Your dragon friend did. He betrayed my trust. Imagine living your life... without any friends!" He burst into horrendous laughter, "Kill the Night Fury!"

"NOOO!" I screamed. Toothless struggled to get free of the ropes, but there was no point, they were too tight. The weapons chattered again. I watched helplessly as my friend was torn to pieces... I collapsed to the floor, crying for Odin to save us.

"Hiccup," I heard my name called, "Hiccup!" I looked up and saw my father rushing toward me throwing soldiers out of the way. The Red Death seemed surprised and was too startled to move, even as my fathers fist ploughed into his face, causing him to shatter like glass.

"HICCUP!"

I sat up straight and screamed. I fought to get the great hands of my shoulders. "Hiccup, calm down!" said dad, "It's alright, you're at home." I breathed heavily and opened my eyes. Dad was knelt next to my bed wearing his nightclothes, mothers hair-curlers in his beard. He looked worried and he had the right to be. I grabbed him held him tight. I couldn't stop the tears coming from my eyes. He returned the embrace.

"It's alright son. It was just a bad dream. Even the toughest Vikings have bad dreams." I pushed away and stared at him.

"Bad dream?!" I cried, "It was a... a nightmare! They were killing everyone dad! Bucket, Mulch, Spitelout, You, Gobber and... and..." I choked back the images, "And Astrid and Toothless... I need to know if they're alive dad, I need to KNOW!" I looked around. Toothless's rock was unoccupied, "Oh Gods no. TOOTHLESS! Where are you!" I called out, standing on the bed as if being higher on it would make my calls go further.

CRASH! The door was slammed open.

"Hiccup?" came the curiously undragon-like shout. But I knew who it was.

"Astrid!" I jumped down off the bed and ran down the stairs. Astrid was stood there, battleaxe in hand and Stormfly peeking through the open door. I sprinted up to her and took her in my arms, taking her by surprise.

"Ouch, Hiccup!" she hissed.

"Oh Sorry" I let go, embarrassed I could feel myself stumbling backwards, then falling. The images kept bombarding my head, but I didn't want to see them. Not now, not EVER! Someone caught me. Or rather something. Something smooth and scaly...

"Toothless!" there he was lowering me to the ground. If I didn't know better, I would say he looked frightened, "Guys, I'm so glad you're here. I had a nightmare where you two were killed by the Red Death, but he was a human!" Astrid looked at me, confused.

"Well I just had a dream where it was you and Toothless being killed by a bunch of Red Death humans." Our eyes lit up. we jointly looked at Toothless. He lowered his head and whimpered. Whether or not he had dreamt anything, it was obvious he thought we were in danger. Dad, was just as confused as us.

"You mean," he licked his lips and continued, "You three had the same dream? At the same time?"

"It's seems that way Stoick." Astrid replied. Dad shook his head.

"I think you need to see Gothi."

ANDERS

It must be my head playing games with me. I don't know these people. I have never seen them before or that black creature. Fine then Kill them! I don't care, I'm not attached to them in anyway! But mark my words. You will pay for their suffering demon! That and more!

Obviously, the crash was harder than I thought. My head thumped. As predicted, the crash-pad hadn't helped whatsoever. So now here I was on this desolate island, with a concussion and dreaming about dragons. Pffft!

I hoped you liked this chapter guys. Give me your thoughts and remember the choices I gave you in the note... except for No Involvement by the Huns. I have decided there will be at least minor involvement by them.

Here is a sneak Preview of the next chapter!

I crawled towards the strange beast. Strange markings covered its flanks, perhaps some-kind of tattoo. I reached up and looked at the things 'eye'. I could see blood. Fear welled up inside and I prepared myself for the worst. With a lightning move, I jumped and looked inside. It was all but empty. What creature doesn't have insides? A whistle caught my attention. It was the warning given by Stormfly. Someone was with me. Someone was about to kill me...