Third chapter! I'll try to get this one done a little faster than the last one. Sorry about the wait! I really shouldn't take so long to write like this, but unfortunatly, for some reason, I just never get around to it. I just want this story to be perfect so much!

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Guest: She's not mad at dragons and Vikings being friends, no, and you'll see why in this chapter

Guest: It's not Astrid! Kat's definitely not from around Berk. If she was Astrid, I wouldn't have described her voice as sophisticated. It would be more powerful and brash, I think. Kat is supposed to have British Accent.

Guest: T-H-A-N-K-S!

Kat backed away from the Night Fury as its rider slipped down from its back. She only stopped when her back touched the flat face of a house behind her, two carved dragon heads glaring down at her. Hiccup scowled at the girl, taking a good look at her fair skin, black hair and painted face. Kat smiled innocently, much to the annoyance of the three who had previously been fighting her.

"Who are you? What do you want?" Hiccup asked, loudly and bravely.

"What would anyone want?" She replied critically, before glancing around herself. She had to get up high.

"That... really doesn't answer my question," Hiccup frowned, trying to make sense of her answer. Too late, he realised the tension in her muscles and couldn't move in time to stop her turning and performing a great leap, snatching the cross-piece of the house behind her and swinging up against the sheer, sloping roof tiles. Finding a foothold, she clambered higher, right to the top, so that she stood above them all.

Toothless growled as his rider mounted once again. Hiccup brushed his long, red hair out of his face and urged the Night Fury into the air. He watched the girl back away as the dragon fluttered up and perched on the two protruding carvings, his teeth bared. Again, Hiccup confronted her.

"Who are you?" He shouted out. She smirked.

"Get off that dragon and maybe I'll tell you."

Glancing down, Hiccup knew he didn't have a choice. Better he was hurt than the entire village burned to the ground. "It's okay, Toothless. Go down and wait for me. I won't be long." He slipped his feet out of the stirrups and carefully slid down the dragon's neck, making sure to get his balance before letting go of his dragon's saddle. At first, Toothless refused to budge. "Go on, bud. Go down," Hiccup was almost begging. Finally, the dragon gave way and allowed himself to slide down to the ground, where he paced anxiously and gave little unhappy moans.

Hiccup wobbled slightly as he turned to face the girl. His metal leg wasn't the best at getting a grip on slippery surfaces. He was nervous of taking a step anywhere, so he pulled himself up to his full height and raised his eyebrows, awaiting the young girl's answers.

"My name is Kat. Any other information is irrelevant." He could tell by her accent that she was certainly not from Berk. Hiccup scowled.

"Why are you here?"

Kat laughed. "For fun. Why else?"

Hiccup's face softened slightly, the hardness in his eyes fading. "Look, if you need help, we can help you. You can trust us, we've helped a lot of people."

"Help?" The girl spat, snorting indignantly. "I need no help! How dare you make such a suggestion!"

"Look, none of us want to fight you!"

"I beg to differ. That young lad and the twins seemed quite militant."

Silently, Hiccup cursed his friends. "Okay, fine. What is it that you want? I'm sure we could provide-"

"Stop talking." There was a tone in her voice that seemed to snatch the words straight off Hiccup's tongue. It was like his father when he was commanding a ship. The kind of voice you just couldn't argue with. "All this nonsense will get us nowhere. It's high time I took my leave." Her hand searched her chest, finding a large, hanging medallion shaped like a dragon's head. Hiccup realised with a jolt, as she lifted it to her lips, that it was a whistle, but when she blew, it made no sound. However, Toothless gave a shrill cry, startled by something unheard. The other dragons became jittery and nervous, snorting and looking around themselves.

Kat had a cruel grin on her lip, holding up her arm. The next second, she was gone. A great rush of wind followed, and, to Hiccup's horror, his leg slid out from under him on the slippery wood, and he was sent tumbling down the side of the roof with a cry. Kat's laugh drifted back to them on the wind.

Hiccup lay winded at the bottom of his fall, listening to the screams of the villagers and the commands given by some of the older Vikings as he struggled to get his limbs to move again. Toothless fussed over him, snorting and humming stressfully, not letting anyone near. He took a deep breath, but he didn't feel his lungs inflating. His whole slim body seemed to be shaking. An earth-shaking roar thundered around them, like no other roar he'd ever heard. A dragon they had never faced before. He seemed to recover instantly, heaving in breaths and forcing himself upright, using Toothless' saddle straps to haul himself unsteadily to his feet.

His head was rapidly clearing, though his ribs still felt a little bruised. "What was that?" He whispered to no-one in particular, though Toothless gave a hum in a sort of reply. "Come on, bud, we need to see what it is."

"Hiccup!" He stopped, mid-mount, to look across to where the voice was coming from. Astrid came stumbling towards him, her long, blonde braid bouncing over her shoulder. His heart gave a leap as she grabbed hold of his arm, her perfect blue eyes clouded with worry. "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine," He replied shortly, cupping her round face in his hand and smiling encouragingly. "I need to get up there. Get everyone to hoist the torches; I'll need some light."

"Hiccup..." Astrid looked as though she were about to argue, but she looked between boy and dragon and knew in a moment that it was futile. "Okay, just... don't let anything happen, okay? You don't need to lose another limb..."

Hiccup nodded sombrely, glancing down at his prosthetic leg. A deep scowl came over his face. "Don't worry, I won't." With that, he swung himself up onto the dragon's back and slipped his feet into the stirrups, testing the bright red tail fin that Toothless wore in place of the one he had lost many years ago. It was Hiccup who had injured the Night Fury, and so it was he who took it upon himself to remedy the ill. So far, his system had worked wonderfully, save for the problem of the dragon not being able to fly without his rider. However, Toothless didn't seem to mind. In fact, he rather enjoyed the connection he and his human had to share whenever they were in the air together.

Astrid nodded quietly, stepping back and allowing the Night Fury to spread his wide, black wings and make the leap aloft, the great sweeps of air pushing her back as the pair ascended. Then, quietly, she turned and ran for the others, barking out commands and directing the rest of the dragon riders as she saw fit; as Hiccup would have liked, she hoped.

Toothless spread his wings and looped around the village in a wide arc, scanning the skies, his rider tense on his back, his grip white-knuckled on the neck strap. Toothless hummed in agitation. He could sense something, but without the torchlight, they couldn't see anything. The Night Fury dropped lower in the sky, closer to the warm glow of the village's torches.

Suddenly, as if from nowhere, a dragon came barrelling past them. Toothless yelped, turning to face this creature. It was a magnificent sight. The dragon was built like a rhino with wings, huge armoured plates covering its back, its wings wide and a deep indigo in colour. The plates were as black as pitch, though its underbelly was pale blue, the same colour as the sky in the evening. Toothless bared his teeth at the intruder.

With a jolt, Hiccup realised this dragon wasn't the only airborne thing in the sky that night. It had a rider. He had a sickening feeling he knew exactly who it was.

Chapter 3 complete! Who's the rider? Isn't it obvious? Not too much of a wait this time, I hope! Please R+R, it makes me happy!