So, there is a movie coming out on Friday (HTTYD2, in case you haven't guessed). And my story is currently taking place between these two movies. I have decided to continue writing this story before the second movie. Plz tell me what you think of that idea, and besides, I'm thinking of maybe adding a sequel to this that takes place after the second movie . . . :)

Disclaimer: Do you really THINK I own anything from HTTYD?

Thx so much!

-Mitti

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Two silver eyes, strong enough to take breaths away, penetrated not Toothless, not Hiccup, but Blizzard.

Silver met blue.

And behind two of the eyes was a thin layer of questions.

Why are you here? Why won't you leave me alone? Blizzard thought to herself.

The dragon reacted as if it had heard her.

The UnderIce growled, making Hiccup flinch. Despite how excited he was at the true prospect of seeing this dragon, it certainly didn't seem friendly at the moment. And, another thing that intrigued him further was that the UnderIce rarely looked at him or Toothless, despite them being the newer trespassers. Its silver eyes were a combination of the glowing crystals crushed within the walls, and a moon that had outward flames like the sun. Her pupils were slits, showing more of the shining silver.

"Blizzard?" Hiccup whispered fiercely as the blood redhead locked her feet into the ground. Her blue gaze flitted over to him in a fast fashion, then zipped back to the mystery dragon as she responded quietly, "What?"

"Why is the UnderIce . . ." Hiccup stopped talking when Toothless growled, making the silver-eyed dragon tense up. The two wings, which looked like smaller versions of Toothless's, were tucked even tighter onto the dragon's sides.

"Looking at me?" Blizzard laughed dryly, but never relaxed her "ready" stance. "'Cause it knows me as the main threat around here. Y'know, it doesn't like me." As the redhead inched slightly over toward Hiccup, the UnderIce dragon growled menacingly. While Hiccup was worried that the dragon would attack Toothless, or even Blizzard, the said girl seemed to have a challenging look in her eye as she shuffled even closer to the other two. Toothless had unconsciously moved forward a bit, so he would be able to defend either one of the humans.

The UnderIce shifted its gaze to Hiccup's. He inhaled sharply when he saw that those eyes definitely could be surprising. Yet they were simply eyes, so Hiccup decided that there had to be something different about them. It wasn't the color, it was . . .

It was . . .

The milky white dragon looked over to Toothless, and extended it's claws, which were thinner and sharper than the Night Fury's. Toothless mimicked the action, while Blizzard caught Hiccup's gaze and whispered, "I'm not sure they should fight. They'll get injured."

Hiccup nodded. He reached out a very hesitant hand and placed it on Toothless's scaled side, which made the dragon jump in a spasm. Green eyes met green, as Toothless jerked his head toward the UnderIce as if to say, What am I supposed to do about . . . her?

The UnderIce answered.

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Who is that person? And that dragon? Hmm, it doesn't look too different from me . . . Wait, what? The girl is WITH them?! Since when? Isn't she antisocial? She doesn't exactly like me, after all.

Has the girl turned to a new leaf? Whatever that means?

Maybe. But I don't trust that dragon . . . He's eyeing me in this threatening way. Pardon ME, but this is MY tunnel!

How does this dragon even have an instinct to protect them? Especially the girl? She's not exactly friendly to dragons, ya know. Whatever. I think he feels more attached to the boy, anyway. It's basically oozing out of his scales. Hasn't he ever tried to control his emotions that other dragons can see through like glass?

Well, then again, I was told - back at the nest with my family - that very few dragons could understand the emotions. Has this dragon, perhaps, never met someone like me, that can battle with the advantage of knowing emotions? Puh-leeze, green-eyes, THINK!

Wait, why is he looking to that boy as if the boy is in control? He seems to certainly like the boy. But how? Has the boy been . . . Nice to him?

Oh well, I guess I'll have to find out. Hopefully if I attack then I can find some answers in their emotions. Is it weird that I can kinda feel the BOY'S emotions, too? I've never thought I could feel a human's! Cool!

But why can't I feel the girl's?

. . .

. . . Who am I talking to?

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The iridescent dragon lunged at Toothless, snarling fury. Toothless, who had not had eye contact with the other dragon, had screeched in surprise as the two tumbled around, claws whipping around and roars echoing in an earsplitting manner in the tunnels.

Hiccup clamped his eyes shut and covered his ears with his hands. Blizzard did something similar, yet her crystal-clear eyes stayed open, looking in shock at the two dragons tussling not too far away. When the shock of the roars had died down, she shouted to Hiccup, "We've gotta do something!"

Hiccup nodded, agreeing with her. "But how?" he yelled back, looking desperately at Toothless, who was unsuccessfully trying to bite the UnderIce. "We can't just run in there and split them up!"

In a weird way, the brown-haired boy was reminded of the symbol Yin Yang. One side was like the night sky in darkness, while the other was cloud-colored. Their meanings could possibly be switched; Hiccup did not exactly know which side was "Yin" and which side was "Yang". He was, after all, raised on a Viking island.

Referring to his previous sentence, Blizzard's eyes were filled with mischief as she asked, "What d'you mean?" Hiccup, being mildly dumbfounded, wondered what she meant, as he had forgotten what he had said in his whole "Yin Yang" thing. He was just about to question her when she sprinted toward the two fighting dragons, slipping her mirror shard into a small pouch on her leggings that Hiccup had not noticed before.

The blood redhead had swiftly kicked the UnderIce, yet Hiccup could see it was rather clumsy. Still, it did its job and made the UnderIce recoil for a moment, while Blizzard nudged Toothless's head - rather roughly, Hiccup thought with a cringe - to turn back to the aforementioned boy. Toothless did as silently commanded, but the UnderIce had only been in shock for a second or two. It lunged again, this time at Blizzard, obviously angry that the girl had disrupted the battle.

Hiccup stumbled forward, forever clumsy, to try and assist his friend, yet Toothless was much quicker. The Night Fury slammed his tail into the face of the UnderIce, making it flinch and stop from its attack. However, Blizzard waved Toothless off, muttering something that Hiccup did not hear, despite him now being a few steps away. He was not sure that his dragon even caught her mumbling, because he blinked a few times and watched what Blizzard would do.

The blue-eyed girl had stood up, and, completely out-of-character and out of the mood as well, laughed. "Best you can do, eh?" she asked the UnderIce, who glowered at her, knowing it was being mocked. "For a moment I thought you were going to be just as rough as that other time, but maybe all those fish you've stolen have slowed you down."

The UnderIce dragon sulked for half-second, but before Hiccup could query these actions, it had swiftly moved to attack Blizzard once again. Toothless had jumped forward as well, but not before the UnderIce had the girl underneath it. As two silver eyes burned angrily at the redhead, she shrunk back just a bit, apparently afraid, before she said timidly, "Hm. Better than last time, girly. But you are supposed to kill prey quickly; haven't we been over this?"

"Huh?" Hiccup asked. No one noticed.

The UnderIce bared its teeth at her, before hissing menacingly. Blizzard flinched, but still continued talking her very strange talk (in Hiccup's mind, that was for certain). "Aren't I prey, girly? We established this."

Toothless quickly delivered a body slam to the UnderIce, who had stared down at Blizzard with her (the UnderIce was a girl, wasn't she? That's what Blizzard had called her; girly) shocking silver eyes. Those eyes flashed with surprise as she was thrown off of Blizzard, and landed with a rather loud thud on the stony ground. Hiccup felt mildly useless, in all honesty; the dragons were fighting, and Blizzard was just being crazy, but was that normal?

Pretty much, just this was a little strange, even for her.

The green-eyed boy rushed over to Blizzard, and helped her up. She winced as she stood up, and Hiccup assumed that she would have a pretty bad bruise on her shoulder bones, considering the fall she had taken when the UnderIce had knocked her down. She had a small cut on her arm, but the origin of this scratch was unknown to Hiccup; he assumed she had dashed it against a sharp rock while she fell.

"Are you okay?" he asked her as she cringed once again.

"Fine," she muttered, looking over at the dragons, who were having their own version of a cold war, staring each other down with not-so-friendly looks. "I bet they're doing fine too." her voice was lined with a sarcasm that had been rarely played from Blizzard, yet Hiccup had understood that she could be sarcastic just like anyone else.

"What did you mean when you were talking to the UnderIce?" Hiccup asked, and Blizzard turned her gaze to him, eyebrows raised.

"We're not good friends," she began, "But, I mean, I give her tips. Kinda. Like, y'know, tips she already knew. 'Killing your prey quickly'? She already knew to do that. It's like a game."

"I thought you hated each other," Hiccup said, suddenly wondering if these two weren't exactly "die-hard enemies" as Blizzard had sculpted them as.

Blizzard shrugged. "Sorta?" she said, giving Hiccup a rather confused gaze. She was obviously struggling to find words. "Well, we're the only inhabitants of Depth Island. Did you expect us to try and kill each other completely, so we would be completely isolated?"

Hiccup's first thought was "yes" but saying so didn't seem appropriate. Rather, he instead stayed quiet, since Blizzard had turned back to the tussling dragons and taken a few steps forward to them. She had either not bothered to try and get an answer, or did not want one at all.

Toothless whisked his eyes over to look at the blood redhead in a quick manner, then immediately turned his gaze back to the UnderIce dragon, who had not even glanced at Blizzard's arrival. It was if the dragon did not care that the girl was looking ready to interrupt their glaring fight.

Which is exactly what Blizzard did.

"Stop," she said in a commanding voice (which honestly didn't seem to fit her, personality-wise). She stepped between the two dragons, making Toothless growl in either confusion or annoyance (but Hiccup guessed confusion), while the UnderIce spat at the tunnel's floor. Her face, rather surprisingly, could be related to Toothless if one really thought about it, but otherwise her jawbone and head were shaped differently, but Hiccup couldn't exactly put it into words. She (still under the impression that the UnderIce was a girl) also didn't have Toothless's floppy ears, and her wings, despite being tucked against her, had a different curved shape to them.

"Blizzard?" Hiccup asking in a cautious voice. "I'm not sure if you want to bother that dragon right now. She seems . . . Pretty angry."

"Ah, she's fine," the girl scoffed. "Besides, if she attacks me, I have my mirror shard." the object was taken out of the small, not-too-neatly sewn pocket.

Toothless throated nervously as the iridescent dragon dug her claws into the ground further, tensing up her muscles as if she was to lunge. Blizzard sighed impatiently.

"Look, d'you wanna do this all day?" she asked the dragon in an irate tone, making the dragon eye her with that 'seriously? are you talking to me while we're supposed to hate each other?' look. "Meet my friends, Toothless and Hiccup. Now stop being so abrasive, jeez, girly!"

"I thought you didn't like the dragon," Hiccup started.

"I don't" came the reply, which had been what the boy was expecting. Two blue eyes had turned to look at Hiccup, knowing that he had more to say.

"Then why is the UnderIce listening to you?"

Blizzard quickly glanced back at said untamed dragon, who had relaxed (albeit a bit, but relaxed nonetheless). The scales on her back glinted every time she moved even the slightest, and it was no different as she shook herself, as if to be rid of something that clung to her.

"Dunno," the girl said dully. "I've spoken to her enough. Maybe she's finally understanding what I say to her?"

Hiccup raised an eyebrow, but Blizzard didn't catch it. Instead, rather, she turned to Toothless and said, "Sorry. She's not exactly friendly at times." Toothless purred in understanding . . . Sort of.

The UnderIce had turned to look at the sidelining Hiccup, silver eyes suddenly full of surprise. As the dragon stared at him, the teen Viking realized that she had tiny slits of amber in her eyes, making them look even more like a sun (a silvery sun). Toothless and Blizzard had turned wide-eyed to him as well. He skin crawled a bit as everyone stared at him.

"What?"

Blizzard gulped. The six eyes that had started out with surprise had turned to terror. A slim, pale finger pointed to something just to the right of Hiccup, beyond him. "Behind you."

Taking a sharp breath, Hiccup slowly glanced over his right shoulder. He, however, would not see anything, because just as he caught sight of . . . something moving, the world went black.

Toothless roared. The UnderIce screeched a spine-rattling sound. Blizzard simply shouted, "Shut up! Don't move!" and then all was silent.

Hiccup froze, his legs feeling like ice. The bleakness around him was not dust or simply his vision. The two dragons had proved that. Still, it was something ominous that Hiccup had realized with a shudder.

The crystals had gone out.

All of them.

At the same time.

Hiccup's breath was coming out in short intervals, but fear kept it silent. However, his lungs convulsed and he stopped breathing when he felt a cold hand touch his wrist.

"Sh," came a very quiet voice.

"Blizzard?" Hiccup whispered, desperately hoping it was the girl. She (at least, he hoped it was her) grasped his wrist, four other fingers adding to the first. He reached blindly out with his other hand, reaching for the hand that held on to his own, and felt the battered, worn-out cloth of Blizzard's sleeve. It was her, alright.

"Toothless?"he whispered, hoping his dragon could hear him. However, he received a growl from somewhere in the tunnels, and from either Toothless or the UnderIce he could not tell.

His heart pounding in his chest, Hiccup, very quietly, asked Blizzard, "What's going on? Who was that?"

"Sh!" she replied, still quiet but with a harsher tone of voice. "I dunno. But the crystals should light up again. This happened before, and they did."

"Toothless could breathe fire," Hiccup informed the girl that was invisible to his sight. "We could get out of here."

However, something was going to easily change that.

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"Now I can finally get to that girl! She won't be able to escape from me this time, even with those other two mortal beings with her. Finally! And with her gone, I will soon be able to destroy all the other spirits! This is going better than expected. Now, what would be the most fun way to dispose of the girl . . ."

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Right after Hiccup had spoken, Blizzard let out a surprised squeak and her hand quickly withdrew from his wrist. The green-eyed boy felt very vulnerable alone in the darkness, especially in the tunnels that he did not know.

Luckily the darkness wouldn't last for too much longer.

Unluckily . . .

Without warning, a cold scream pierced the air, sounding sharp and terrified. Hiccup's eyes flinched before opening wide as the crystal jewels slowly began flickering on again, and the tunnel began that eerily sky blue color. In front of Hiccup were the two dragons, surprisingly huddled against each other in protection.

But Blizzard?

Hiccup turned, knowing it was her who screamed, to see Blizzard sitting on the ground, back pushed up to the wall of the tunnel, looking up with horror in her ocean-blue eyes. A shadowed figure, looking messy and ragged with a ripped black cloak covering the actual person (or thing) inside. In one hand that emerged from a tattered sleeve was a silver dagger, the blade glinting from something that Hiccup did honestly not want to think about.

The figure loomed over Blizzard, poised to stab down with the sharp blade. "They call me Shadow," it said in a voice that made Hiccup shudder. He, somehow, felt frozen to the ground, and he was not able to go help his friend. Fear was pulsing too hard through his veins, while his feet (or rather foot) seemed to be sewn to the ground. Eyes wide, he could only stare in terror at what might happen.

"And they call you dead!"

A roar.

"NOO!" a scream.

"BLIZZARD!"

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That's all I have to say.

-Mitti