Well, that was a quick update. Two more chapters to go and then this story is done.

Chapter Eleven

Night Attack

Sparrow's POV

I sigh with content as I take my pick from the prey pile. The Claws hunted very well today, and the pile is tall even after everyone has taken something.

I glance over my shoulder at Flynn. We'll eat well tonight.

The Nightmare has known my true identity for about three days. At first, he was shocked. Then he felt betrayed. But, after a long talk, he eventually forgave me enough for us to put it behind us. Now, he's a pretty good friend to me. He tells me about Berk and how it was doing, and in exchange, I tell him about Infernious.

Frostbite would be furious if she found out, but so far, no one has paid any attention to us. Nightwhisper takes his night shifts without any complaints, and I take over guarding during the day.

Infernious is getting stronger than ever on Berk. Our old island was losing prey and space for our growing clan. But now we're so sturdy and healthy that Frostbite has finally allowed the Fangs to cut down on the extra patrols. I'm not sure why she chose to do that, what with Misty's new eggs, but for these past few days Flynn has been my main focus.

Nosing through the prey pile, I come across a fat carp. My eyes widen in surprise. The thing is almost as big as me!

I faintly wonder why Frostbite isn't eating this, since carp is her favorite. When I glance around for my queen, I spot her sharing a boar with Dracen. Nearby, Skurge, who I notice hasn't been around camp lately, is ripping apart a wild dog, glaring at the two so intensely that I'm taken by surprise.

What happened there?

Shaking my head, I grab the carp by its tail and drag it over to Flynn. The fish is heavy, and by the time I reach the Nightmare, I'm out of breath.

"Dinner." I pant, and then go pick something for myself from the pile. A raven and a mouse look pretty good, so I carry them back to my post and settle down to eat.

Flynn is currently munching on the fat flesh of his carp. "Goo catsh to-ay." He mumbles through a mouthful of fish. Swallowing, he comments, "I'm used to eating chickens or yaks from the Vikings, but wild prey is still really good. Especially when it isn't impaled by metal beforehand."

I nod and take a bite out of my raven. Then, I remember that he's blind, and say aloud, "Yeah."

After a moment of silence in which we both eat, Flynn clears his throat. I glance up at him as he starts awkwardly, "So…uh… I was just wondering… if the Vikings and their dragons really do come back and come for me… and if they drive out Infernious…. Would you go with your clan or stay with us?"

I blink in surprise. Cocking my head, I ask, "Would they even accept me?"

Flynn nods hesitantly, "Yeah. Once we explain it to them they will. Especially Ambra."

I look away, and then say, "Well…. They probably won't come back… and I honestly don't think they'll be able to drive us out…"

The Nightmare sighs and turns his head away, "Yeah, well…. I did say if."

I grunt, tearing the feathers off of the raven. After taking a bite, I change the subject, "So… do you and Nightwhisper talk after I leave for the night?"

Flynn huffs and replies, "Sometimes. He's so rude, though. Always complaining about how he should have a higher ranking and then bragging about how awesome Infernious is compared to the Vikings."

I wrinkle my nose, "He's not the most pleasant dragon in the clan. I'll try to stay awake for as long as I can so you can just sleep while he guards."

"Thanks."

Nate's POV

"You got him?" I ask my father as he climbs up the rocky outcropping. Toothless jerks his head and haunches his shoulders as he scrambles over the last boulder. On top of his back, I see his rider, Hiccup.

"Come on, bud, I gotta get back to Dad." He says, patting Toothless's neck. The teenage Viking I once knew as a hatchling has grown into a handsome young adult, taking over many of his father's responsibilities that he's too old for.

Suddenly, I hear rocks falling and look away to see Stormfly coming up with Astrid on her back. Right behind her, Barf and Belch appear with Ruffnut and Tuffnut.

"Why are they bringing us here?" Astrid wonders aloud as Stormfly leads her closer to me. Hiccup glances at his wife and replies, "I don't know, but it must be important. I think it has something to do with the Wild Dragons."

"What makes you think that?" Tuffnut asks.

"I don't know. I just feel it."

Glancing over my shoulder, I ask, "Is everyone here?"

Behind me are all the dragons joining in on the stealth attack. Saar, with his young rider, Gustav, Ambra, Raven, Pounce, Shani, as well as Hookfang's brother, Scratch, with his rider Sven, and Stormfly's daughter, Feather.

"We're ready." Raven says, and then walks up to Toothless. Keeping her eyes on Hiccup, she puts a paw to her purple head markings and rumbles, "We're going to the Wild Dragons."

Hiccup narrows his eyes, not understanding what she said, and gazes at her markings skeptically. His eyes meet mine and travel over my markings. Then, his eyes widen as realization strikes.

"They have a plan." He tells the other Vikings, "I they're going to attack Frostbite."

Raven nods, and then jumps back. She lowers herself into a crouch and slowly stalks forward. Hiccup watches her, and says, "They're going to use stealth, though. That makes sense. All of these dragons here are built for speed and stealth."

Astrid looks up at the darkening sky, "And they want to attack at night."

Raven jerks her head and raises her wings, "If we go now, we'll be there by nightfall."

The twins look at her. "Uhh…" Ruffnut says, "I think they want to go."

"Wow," I glance at Saar, "I didn't expect them to realize something." Saar chuckles, and his rider, Gustav says, "Well, what are we waiting for?"

"Let's go!" Sven calls from atop of Scratch.

Raven glances at me and I nod. Then, I take to the sky, the rest of the dragons following me.

My stomach churns in nervousness as I fly. This could end really badly. If one of us makes a wrong move, then we're dead. Frostbite will kill us for sure.

I glance down at Dragon Island, everybody milling around the shore, not willing to go any further inland. We made sure to put a wide berth between us and the place where the Battle of the Red Death took place. Narrowing my eyes, I see Zahra and Irria lying down on the same boat, apparently talking.

Suddenly, the churning in my stomach stops and is replaced by a dead weight. Frostbite has injured by family beyond repair. We might recover physically, but never mentally. And if we don't stop Frostbite, she'll turn everyone that's against her into an unconfident, lonely dragon like Shani, with only memories to haunt her.

Frostbite has hurt too many dragons, and I will stop her.

Sparrow's POV

"About time." I hear Nightwhisper snarl as I walk past him. The night-guard grudgingly takes his place in front of Flynn as I go to my den. I stayed with the Nightmare until he fell asleep, and then Nightwhisper verbally pushed me to my den.

"Keep good watch over him." I call quietly over my shoulder as I walk. The low-ranking Fang simply hisses, "Of course I will, omega."

Turning around, I ask exasperatedly, "Can't you be tolerable for once in your life?"

"I could, if I were ranked higher." He replies snidely.

Sighing, I continue walking towards my den, "Good night."

"Sweet nightmares."

Grumbling, I curl up in my shabby nest of sticks and feathers. Being an omega doesn't give me a good den or nest. Despite my discomfort, I fall asleep quickly, weary with exhaustion.

I stand alone in a lush, green forest. Birdsong fills the air, sounding like the sweetest lullaby. Glancing around in confusion, I start walking. Only, I don't.

My feet don't move no matter how hard I will them to. Feeling panic flutter in my chest, I whip my head around, looking for something to help me.

Suddenly, I see a figure appear in front of a bright light. I squint my eyes as the figure grows slowly bigger and bigger.

Then, the figure sharpens enough for me to see what it is, and the birdsong fades into the background.

Ambra slowly flies closer and closer, the bright light behind her acting like a halo around her body. Her blue eyes seem even more blue than before, and her purple scales shine like amethysts.

I gaze in awe as she flies closer. I'm about to call out her name, when the subtle birdsong turns into rustling.

I try to ignore it, but the rustling grows louder and louder. Ambra begins to fade, and I cry out her name, "Ambra!"

Suddenly, I jerk awake and silence meets my ears. It sounds so loud and yet so quiet.

Sighing, I blearily blink my eyes open. I must've slept for a while, because it's pitch black and the crescent moon is high in the sky.

Cocking my head, I faintly wonder why I woke up. My mouth feels dry, so I get to my paws and creep out of my den.

Right when I do, I notice something off. Well, for one, Nightwhisper is sleeping in front of Flynn. I would give him a cuff on the head, if it weren't for the dark shape nearby Flynn.

My eyes widen, and I see another dark figure slink into Frostbite and Skurge's dens. A strangely familiar scent reaches my nose, but as soon as I notice that it's diverse dragon-scent I panic. Before I can stop to think, I cry out into the night.

"Intruders!"

Frostbite's POV

I jolt awake from a dreamless sleep at the sound of a cry. Frowning, I open my eyes and gaze around my shadowy den in confusion. What was that?

Suddenly, I notice a black figure slinking into my den freeze. My eyes widen and I hop to my paws.

Unsheathing my claws, I pounce on the creature and pin it to the ground. "Infernious!" I yowl, giving the creature a swipe to the face, "We're under attack! Fangs, defend our home!"

Then, everything erupts into chaos.

I jump off of the creature and drive it out of my den with a few stinging blows. Fangs swarm out of their dens and start fighting unknown figures. It's too dark to see anything, so I let out a plasma blast into the sky.

As it explodes, I get a glimpse of our rivals and snarl. A small group of pets. And they thought that they could attack us at night?!

Letting out a yowl of fury, I dive into battle.

My first opponent is a Deadly Nadder. She's riderless, and I easily pin her to the ground. It seems as if she's trying to escape more than fight.

"Ahh! LetmegoLetmegoLetmego!" she cries and I bite her shoulder. As I do, I hear Skurge bark, "Give us some light!"

A moment later, a few piles of Viking wood are on fire and light pours over the camp.

Backing away, I order, "Fangs! Circle and trap!"

Immediately, the Fangs back away from their rivals and form a circle around the group. All except for one.

My eyes adjust to the light and I see Larksong fighting my mother, Raven. A few Fangs call out, "Larksong!" but I stop them with a firm, "Let her fight!"

We all watch as the two tussle over and over. My blood fizzes with excitement as I watch Larksong use moves that I taught her.

Next to me, Skurge orders, "Swiftstrike, Viperfang, guard Misty."

Tearing my gaze away from the fight, I add, "Skull, protect Dracen and Poppyseed."

As the three Fangs move to their posts, I turn and get a better look at the group of pets. Nate is here, as well as Toothless and his rider and a few other dragons.

Peeling my lips back, I hiss, "I thought we drove you away!"

Nate turns to me and snarls, "This is our home, and we will never stop fighting for it!"

Grinning wickedly, I gesture to the two fighting dragons and say, "Let's see where that gets you."

As I speak, Larksong pins Raven down. "Kill her!" I yowl, my claws flexing, "Kill her, Larksong! Kill her!"

Suddenly, green flashes at the edge of my vision and I hear someone cry out, "Nooo!"

To my surprise, I see Sparrow ram into Larksong and knock her off her balance. Raven seizes her opportunity and throws her off.

Outraged, I bound over to them as Raven retreats to the group of pets. Raising a paw, I lash out at Sparrow, "You filthy traitor!"

The omega attempts to dodge, but my paw clips his head and sends him flying towards the enemy group.

He thumps to the ground, unconscious, at the feet of a Terrible Terror. She gasps and cries out, "Hawk?!"

I narrow my eyes; "He was a traitor the whole time! His heart lied with you stupid pets! He was an idiotic, corrupt, omega!"

I snarl with fury and dig my claws into the ground. Nate glares at me, "It doesn't feel very good, does it? Having somebody take dragons away from you?"

Growling, I lash out and strike his face, "Shut up! You'll all regret this in a few moments! Fangs-"

"Wait!" Raven interrupts, "Phoenix-"

"Frostbite!" I hiss.

"Frostbite," she continues, "You don't have to be like this! Skurge turned you into this monster! Please-"

"Don't try to pled with me!" I scoff, "You left me and Skurge made me the best dragon I could be! (1) Do you think I was brainwashed into becoming this beast?! I knew EVERYTHING from the start! I wasn't oblivion to the world back then, and I know for a fact that you had doubt of my survival from the moment I was born, just like Nate and Irria did! Don't try to deny it-I could see it in your eyes everyday!"

Snarling, I continue, "I was completely alone, young, and I had so much to learn. I knew Skurge was evil-"

At that, my deputy glances at me in surprise. I give him a do-not-interrupt-me look, "if I had gone to a different path, of course, but what else was I suppose to do? I had no one - NO ONE - to turn to! I was betrayed and hurt..."

Suddenly, I feel my heart clench and my shoulders sag. My voice sounds tight as I say, "Who could I have trusted...who could I have fought...who could I have become...? These questions have kept me alive all this time. If I hadn't followed them, I'd be long dead. And now...Who do I have to cross to end this once and for all?!" (1)

"You don't have to cross anyone, Frostbite." Raven says, her eyes turning soft. I want to claw them out, but I restrain myself as she continues, "You've gotten your revenge. We'll never forget your strength, or ferocity, or how wrong we were about you. You have won- what more do you want?"

I narrow my eyes, and after a moment, reply, "Skurge and I made a deal- we both have to get our revenge. And we're helping each other with that. I don't know about you, but I'm pretty sure he isn't satisfied yet."

I feel Skurge slither up behind me. Raven warily turns her gaze to him and asks, "What does your revenge entail?"

I glance over my shoulder and watch as Skurge grins wickedly, "The death of you and Toothless. If I'm feeling merciful, I might-might- leave your children alone. But-" he slithers closer to her, his fangs inches from her face, "Do I look merciful?"

Raven holds his gaze for a moment, and then looks away.

I open my mouth to speak, when Toothless's rider- Hiccup, was it?- interrupts, "What is going on?"

I turn to him and reply, "Oh, we're just…settling a few things. It might take a few… months, however. And most likely a few more battles."

The Viking glares at me and asks, "Why do you hate them so much? They're your family, for crying out loud! If we're going to fight over this, you could at least explain why."

I sigh impatiently, "It's a long story."

"It's a long night."

Cocking an eye, I glance at my family, and then launch into an explanation.

Skurge's POV

I watch in annoyance as Frostbite explains her past with her family to the stupid human. She's wasting her time, trying to make such a weak-minded creature understand. After an hour or so of dramatic justifications, she finishes.

(1) "What?" Hiccup asks in shock. I roll my eyes. I knew he was too stupid to comprehend it.

"Yeah, that's what my life was like." Frostbite replies, twitching her tail impatiently, "And now that you know why I'm doing this-"

"Okay, wait," the man interrupts, "So you're telling me that you want revenge on your family for abandoning you, kill your siblings for mistreating you, and kill anyone in your path for defying you as a runt?"

Frostbite fixes him in an intense glare and snorts, "Congratulations, you actually understand."

Suddenly, the rider starts laughing, much to a shock to everyone. I narrow my eyes. Has he no modesty? He's surrounded by a clan of deadly Wild Dragons. Frostbite will kill him for sure.

Said dragon unsheathes her claws and growls, "What's so funny, puny human?"

"Hahaha! Dear Odin, I can't believe this!" Hiccup laughs heartily, as if he isn't about to be murdered in the most painful way. A few moments later, he catches his breath, "Hehehe, it's funny...because you and I have a lot in common!"

We all gasp at that statement, including the pets.

"Phh, as if!" Frostbite scoffs, "Like you, a meager human, knows anything about me!" The white Night Fury flexes her claws and slowly stalks towards the man.

Before she can get close enough to strike, my arch-nemesis, Toothless, calls out, "Wait, Frostbite!" To my surprise, she actually stops, but doesn't take her eyes off of Hiccup. "My human speaks the truth," Toothless says, "Please, hear him out."

I resist the urge to strangle him.

Grudgingly, Frostbite turns her head to Hiccup and says, "My fath-"

"I know what he said, I understand him," Hiccup interrupts, which earns confusion from everyone. I cock an eye, gazing at him skeptically. How does he know what Toothless said? The two clearly speak different languages, and have completely different cultures. How does he communicate so easily with someone from something that can be easily misunderstood?

Frostbite seems confuse as well, but then waves it off. "Then speak," she orders.

"You're not the only one who's suffered the way I've suffered," he begins, and I notice the Night Fury siblings wincing at the word 'suffered', "While you only had to deal with the tormenting for only a few weeks, and then a few months from the Outcasts, I had to deal with it 'till only a few years ago! Do you know the amount I had to endure - more than you did, that's for sure!"

He pauses for a moment, as if pondering on how to continue, "I KNOW how you feel; to be treated small, with no respect, anything you do good is too little for anyone to appreciated, anything you mess up on - even the smallest things that didn't matter - is enough of an excuse for everyone to look down at you, or the fact that every time you were beaten down and try to get up...they wouldn't let you. They wanted to make sure that you stayed crushed just so they can prove themselves right that you ARE a weakling!"

He gets off of Toothless and walks closer, as if he has no fear in him to stand up against the leader of a powerful clan, because he thinks that they're both equals. I peel my lips back, beginning to snarl, but Frostbite cuts me off with a flick of her tail. Hiccup continues, "To make it worse, my dad - my own father! - disowned me the moment he realized I befriending a dragon - your father to be exact - even though it was the key to end the 300 hundred year war," his face begins to harden, "Your mother may have done the same..." I see Raven grimace, "...but at least she tried to protect you. My dad did the opposite. He did to me what you had always wanted: To be able to take care of yourself. Well, guess what? That is way worse than what your mother had done!

I had no guidance, no one to help me. Each day was a living hell of complete isolation and when I tried to fight back, they pinned me down like a DOG!" Toothless gives a small nudge, as if to calm him down, and Hiccup pats him before continuing, "I'll tell you one thing; I think we both have already proved them wrong...they're all hurt with guilt and with regret...what is there more to gain?"

Silence.

Hiccup glances at his friends, and I notice Frostbite gazing at him intently, almost looking intrigued.

The human turns back to the Bloody Moon and asks, "Do you even know why the dragons live with us?"

Mentally, I snort. All Wild Dragons know that it is a weakness to the dragon kind to need the support of a human to live. Frostbite enjoys causing and watching the destruction, chaos, and misery of her family- I can tell. And yet here they are, even after proving them so wrong that humans should be disposed of, they stand battered on the outside, yet on the inside, I sense that they still remain strong.

My eyes narrow. Why can't we break them?

We all gaze at Frostbite, waiting for her answer. After a moment, she says, "Of course I do. These pets are weaklings for needing the support of humans to live."

As expected, Hiccup shakes his head.

"I want to show you something...how the humans and the dragons started living with each other...I want to show you how it all began. Will you come with me?" Frostbite and I both cock an eye and look at him skeptically.

"Maybe I'm asking the wrong question..." he said, "...will you trust me?"

Frostbite stares at him for a few moments, thinking. I glance at her. How can she possibly even be considering her answer?

Finally, the queen shakes her head, "I will not trust you, that's for sure. However… I will go with you, along with some of my personal guards."

"Bring whoever you want." He interrupts again, "In fact, bring your whole clan if you want to. What I'm about to show you is a little bit of a history lesson- it would be good if everyone was to know the actual truth"

Frostbite nods, looking suspicious, and turns to her clan. "The following Fangs will accompany me: Skurge, Zylah, Whiplash, Skull, Sawyer, Ash, Larksong, and Willow. I want the rest of the Fangs to remain here and guard the camp. Dracen," she glances at the Healer and I subtly roll my eyes, "You're in charge. We'll be back soon."

I slither to her side and give her a warning look. She nods and turns to Hiccup. Thrusting her muzzle in his face, she snarls, "You better not cross me- or you'll regret it."

"I swear to all the gods that I will NOT betray you. You have my word."

Frowning, I ask, "Where are we going?" Frostbite translates it, and the human replies,

"Have you ever heard of Dragon Island, or...the Nest?" (1)

(1) Super big thanks to johnnylee619 for helping me write these parts!

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