They flew beyond the two pikes and what they saw was beyond belief. Below them a badly burnt forest that stretched for miles. As they flew threw it they saw no signs of life, everything was burnt to the ground.

Then they saw it. When they reached the edge of the forest they saw something that seemed impossible. It was large and piercing structure of ice that seemed to have consumed some kind of wooden structure.

"By the gods," said Ragnar in fearful wonder. He looked at Astrid and she seemed worried as well.

Hiccup looked back at the two of them showing the same kind of worry that was on their faces and said, "Stay close."

They flew around the ice structure and saw that it had totally destroyed some kind of fort. It looked as if the gods themselves had passed judgment on it.

"What happened here?" said Hiccup in bewilderment.

"I don't know," said Ragnar looking at the ice structure closely. "But it wasn't naturally made."

Then they saw giant dragon prints in the mud. Whatever had those paints was a lot bigger than a Red Death and that was a dragon the size of a small mountain. Toothless didn't seem to like those print, because he roared nervously.

"All right, easy, bud," said Hiccup.

"This looks familiar," said Ragnar.

"Your visons?" Hiccup asked.

Ragnar had this gift or curse depending how you look at it. He had the ability to see in the future in his dreams. Though they were had to figure out, like when they'll happen and what the outcome would be. Over the years Ragnar had been seeing dreams of two huge dragons doing battle, a mysterious dragon rider and a Viking funnel boat being set of fire. All those visons hadn't been reassuring.

However, before he could answer Hiccup's question, Astrid yelled, "Hiccup!"

They looked and realised too late that there were people down there pointing some kind of net launcher at them. Then one man about twenty five, who seemed to be the leader, pointing at them and yelled, "FIRE!"

"ASTRID, LOOK OUT!" Hiccup yelled.

Then the launcher fired a net at them. Both Toothless and Skull flew out of the way, but Stormfly wasn't so lucky. The net wrapped around her and both she and Astrid were plummeted to the ground.

"No! Hiccup!" Astrid yelled, as she slipped of Stormfly.

Hiccup dived down towards her and Toothless caught her.

"What was that about?" Hiccup asked.

"I don't know," said Ragnar flying alongside them. "But look."

He pointed and they that Stormfly had crashed to the ground and several pirates surrounding her. Their leader seemed to know what he was doing, because he managed to pin her to the ground while the other pirates tried her legs up.

"STOP!" Hiccup yelled as they landed.

"Stormfly!" Astrid yelled.

Toothless dropped her to the ground and she grabbed a piece of wood. Hiccup and Ragnar hopped off their dragons and pulled their weapons out. Ragnar pulled out his twin swords and Hiccup pressed done on a button on Inferno and the blade shot out and burst into flames when Hiccup flicked a switch.

The pirates were defiantly not Vikings, for one they wore no helmets and another their clothing was mostly fur. Wherever they came from it would seem it colder than Berk.

"What are you doing?" Astrid demanded.

The pirates' attention however wasn't on her, but on Hiccup Dragon Blade. From the looks on their faces they'd never seen anything like it.

Their leader stepped forwards; he was a handsome jet-black haired and bright brown eyes man. He looked like one of those dashing pirates that stole for the fun of it. Like Ragnar he wielded twin swords, both of them sheathed at the small of his back.

"Back again?" He said stepping on Stormfly's head. Then he noticed Toothless. "Soil my breeches. That is a Night Fury. I thought they were all gone for good. And as well Boneknapper now their quite rare. Looks like our luck's turn for the better, lads. Don't think Drago has one of those in his dragon army."

"Dragon army?" whispered Astrid.

"I recognise that guy from my visons," Ragnar whispered to Hiccup. "Though, when I saw him he was fighting alongside us."

"Look we don't want any trouble," said Hiccup.

"Yeah, so why don't you let the dragon go and we'll be on our way," said Ragnar.

"Ha! You should have thought of that before you stole all of our dragons and blasted our fort to bits," said the pirate gesturing to the destroyed fort.

"What are you… talking about?" said Astrid confused.

"You think we did this?" said Hiccup.

"Yeah, we just got here," said Ragnar.

"Ha. Dragon trapping is hard enough work as it is without do-gooder Dragon Riders sneaking in to rescue them," said the pirate.

"What do-gooder—" Hiccup stopped and looked at Ragnar. He remembered years ago that Ragnar mentioned another Dragon Rider somewhere out there. He then put out his blade and looked at the pirate. "So, there are other Dragon Riders?"

"You mean, other than your thieving friend from last night? You tell me," said the pirate. He then walked off Stormfly's head and glared at the three of them. "You may have an ice-spitting dragon on your side but I still have a quoter to fill. How'd you suppose we explain this to Drago Bludvist?"

"Drago What-vist?" said Hiccup now even more confused than before. "Does anything you say make sense?"

"He's expecting a new shipment of dragons for his army by tomorrow," one of the pirate explained.

"And Drago don't take well to excuses," another pirate added.

"This is what he gave me last time I showed up empty handed," said the pirate leader. He pushed the neck of his shirt down revealing a brand mark. It looked like a dragons' skull with a sword through it. "He promised to be far less understanding in the future."

"Ever though to work for a different boss?" said Ragnar.

"Oh, Drago isn't one to say no to," said the pirate. "Besides he's about to take over the world. Only a fool would stand against him."

"All right, we don't know anything about a dragon thief or an ice-spitting dragon…" said Hiccup and Ragnar noticed that the pirate leader was nodding and he heard the movement of machines. "Or your lunatic boss and his dragon army, okay?" Hiccup continued. "Just give us back our dragon and we'll go, strange, hostile person whom we've never met."

"Oh, where are my manners?" said the pirate leader and did a mocking bow. "Ha, I'm Eret, son of Eret." He then pulled one of his swords out of its sheath and pointed it at them. "Finest dragon trapper alive, after all it's not just anyone who can capture a Night Fury."

"And so humble," said Ragnar and began to introduce themselves. "This would Hiccup, Astrid and I'm Ragnar. The dragon at your feet is Stormfly, who belongs to Astrid and this is my dragon Skull."

Toothless then growled angrily at them.

"And this is Toothless, he says we're going," said Hiccup not sounding prepressed by Eret. "Now!"

Eret laughed. "They all say that. Rush 'em, lads!"

The pirated then charged them, but Toothless fired a plasma blast at the ice structure blasting a chuck of and blocked the pirates' path. Skull turned to face the other pirates that were aiming net launchers and arrows at them and let loose a powerful roar making them lose their balance.

Some of the pirates managed to climb over the huge chuck of ice and raised their weapons at them. Ragnar blocked on with one of his swords and kicked him in the stomach and elbowed another one in stomach. Another one tried to sneak up on him from behind, but slammed the back of his fist into him without even looking.

Hiccup had reignited Inferno and swung it a pirate breaking his weapon and legged sweep another one off his feet. He then slammed the butt of his sword into the chest of another one and pulled out his dagger to block an attack from another pirate, who then got slammed in the head by Astrid's wooden stick.

Once the way was clear they ran over to Stormfly and cut the ropes around her. "Stormfly, come on! Go! Go!" Astrid ordered as they jumped onto their dragons.

Eret recovered from the surprise attack and got up just in time to see the three of them flying away.

"You will never hold onto those dragons!" Eret yelled. "You hear me?! Drago is coming for them all!"

Hiccup looked back at Eret and feared that he may be right. He kept it to himself as they flew back to Berk to warn them about what they saw.

Meanwhile on Berk, the other Dragon Riders were flying past Gothi's house where she was petting her Terrible Terrors. However, the moment Snotlout flew over the Terrible Terrors flew away in fear and Gothi shook her fist at him.

Down in the village, Stoick was heading to the forge not knowing of the incoming threat. He walked past several Vikings, who were still talking about the Dragon Race, including Spitelout, though he didn't like as if he liked the races outcome. He then walked into the forge where Gobber was mending the teeth of a blue scalded Hideous Zippleback.

"Any sign of him?" Stoick asked.

"Ah! He's probably flown off the edge of the world by now," said Gobber as he walked to the Hideous Zippleback and banded in its new tooth. "You sure you want that kid running the village? You can still delay your retirement."

"No. He's ready, you'll see," said Stoick.

Then he heard a familiar roar and saw Hiccup, Astrid and Ragnar landing in the plaza. The crowd cheered when they saw them and Stoick rushed outside with a smile on his face.

"Ha-ha-ha, there he is, the Pride of Berk!" Stoick yelled proudly.

"Look who's finally decided to show up for work," said Gobber, looking up from his work.

"Sorry dad, we got held up," said Ragnar dodging Gobber's hammer.

"Hey, Dad. Can I have a word?" Hiccup asked rushing up to Stoick.

"Something you're itching to tell me?" said Stoick placing a huge arm around his shoulder.

"Ah, not quite the itch you're thinking of, but yes," said Hiccup awkwardly.

"Ah! Good man!" said Stoick tossing his apron "Now, lesson one; a Chief's first duty is to his people. So…" Stoick then grabbed a rune on the 'being served' placard. "Forty-one!"

"Wha— Could we just talk in private?" Hiccup asked.

Stoick ignored him. "Forty—"

"That's me! That's me! I'm next to you. I was ahead o' you," said a villager.

Hiccup rolled his eyes. "If we could just talk—"

"'Scuse me, I've been here all day," said the villager as he pushed himself to the front. "Okay, okay. I want one for those high seaters, with lots of spikes and big storage compartment."

"Absolutely! You got it, sir," said Stoick.

"Ah, Dad, this is actually a little more important than building saddles," said Hiccup.

"Ah. lesson two, no task is too small when it comes to serving your people," said Stoick patting his son on the back.

"Dad."

"Oh, excuse us, Grump," said Stoick patting Gobber's Hotburple.

Hotburple are distant couriers to the Gronckle only they were bigger and more lazier. Grump at the moment was sleeping next to the forge.

"Ah! Grump you let the forge die. Do it again!" Gobber yelled. Grump woke up and pointed his head at the forge. Next second he fired a lava blast that sent the forge on fire. Gobber groaned and pulled a chain that poured water over the fire. "That's it Grump. You're going up for adoption."

"These… And this…" said Stoick passing tools to Hiccup and Ragnar.

"Ah, Dad," said Hiccup.

"Go on. Have away," said Stoick gesturing to a tool kit.

"Yeah, but seriously, I really need to tell you about this new land we came across," said Hiccup.

"Another one?" said Gobber as he pulled of his hammer prosthetic.

"Any new dragons?" Fishlegs asked eagerly.

"We didn't stick around to find out. These folks weren't particularly friendly," said Hiccup as they walked over to a saddle form.

"Oh, really?" said Gobber not sounding surprised. "Your Night Fury, Boneknapper and Deadly Nadder didn't bring them cheering to the rooftops?"

"No, this was different. Not the standard run for the hills ho-ha I've come to enjoy," said Hiccup as they adjusted the saddle form. "These guys were trappers… Dragon trappers."

"Yeah, and their leader I saw in my visons," said Ragnar. "Though in them he was fighting alongside us."

"You should've seen their fort, all blown apart and stuck in giant spikes of ice, it was weird!" Astrid added.

"I've never seen anything like it," said Hiccup.

"They mentioned an ice-spitting dragon and another Dragon Rider," said Ragnar. "I don't know what kind of dragon it was, but I know it was big, bigger than the Red Death."

"A-and worst of all they thought we did it!" said Hiccup.

"Ya know, you two are going to get yourselves in serious trouble one of these days," said Gobber as he grabbed his bush prosthetic and used it to brush his rope like moustache. "Not everyone appreciates this way of life."

"Gobber's right, son," said Stoick removing the piece of leather from the saddle form and placed it on Gobber's worktable. "Best we keep to our own. Besides, you'll have more important uses for your time." Stoick then turned on the saw blade that was operated by a windmill out and rubbed his hands excitedly. "Once we make the big announcement."

Hiccup sighed and pulled the leaver to turn the saw blade off. "They are building a dragon army, or-or at least the guy they're working for is," he said and everyone stopped what they were doing to listen. "Ah, Dargo Bloody-fist or something…"

Stoick eyes widened and he looked at Gobber, who had a trouble look on his face.

"I'll bloody his fist with my face if he tries to take my dragon!" said Tuffnut slamming his fist into his palm.

"Or mine!" said Ruffnut.

"Uh, you two have the same dragon," Ragnar reminded.

"He's right, you're such a moron." said Tuffnut.

"A beautiful moron," said Fishlegs.

"Yeah," Snotlout agreed.

Ruffnut groaned in disgust.

Suddenly Stoick grabbed Hiccup's shoulder and he something in his eyes that he never thought he'd ever see. Stoick the Vast was afraid. "Bludvist… Drago Bludvist."

"Ah yeah…" said Hiccup. Then he realised what Stoick just said. "Wait, you know him?"

Stoick didn't answer, he looked at Gobber, who nodded and then back at Hiccup and said, "We need to move."