Just a small note, this story is rated 'T' for blood and swearing. So if that offends you, you might want to leave.

And in this chapter there is slight perverted-ness, but it's not too bad.

Midnight let out a quiet sigh as her claws graced the soft green grass of the island she hasn't been to in three years. She briefly wondered how much had changed since the last time she was here, but that thought was thrown out the window when she noticed three dragons standing in the shade of the trees nearby. She knew those dragons, and she also knew that they hadn't changed in the least.

"Gold, Thunder; how nice it is to see you!" Midnight's mother exclaimed as she glided over to the three dragons and landed. A Changewing with sharp, hazel eyes and natural gold scales spoke first

"It's nice to see you as well, Sunset," Gold greeted with what seemed like a fake smile. Midnight was mildly surprised when she didn't hear any venom in the Changewing's voice. Usually Gold was very bitter when speaking to her former ally. But this was a 'special occasion' so there was clearly no need for any venom. Midnight wanted to rip something apart at the realization.

"Enough formalities," Thunder a short, stocky, dark purple Skrill with dark grey eyes spoke up in a firm voice. He wasn't the most patient dragon, Midnight remarked.

"Apologies Alpha Thunder," Talon began with a small bow, causing Midnight to roll her blue eyes. Alphas shouldn't have to bow to anybody; they're at the top of the command chain, others should be bowing to them.

'But of course, being the gutless reptiles they are…' Midnight mused, stopping mid-thought when she noticed Streak. The bastard held his head high and wore a cocky smirk that the female Night Fury wanted to rip off of his face. She felt a low growl form in her throat when his green eyes landed on her and his smirk only grew wider until it was a perverted grin.

The dragoness dug her claws into the ground; she was going to fucking kill him in the worst way possible.

"Midnight? Sweetie?" her mother's voice cut through Midnight's anger. The Night Fury turned her attention to the Deadly Nadder, annoyance still lingering in her features.

"Yes, mother?" she replied with a sharp edge in her voice that her mother either didn't notice or didn't care to comment on it.

"The older dragons are going to go sort out some details. Why don't you and Streak hang out for a while until we're finished, okay?" Sunset said, offering her adoptive daughter and Streak a wide grin. Midnight opened her jaws to reply, but Streak beat her to it.

"But of course, Alpha Sunset! Please don't worry, I'll keep your daughter safe from harm and we'll have a good time." Streak said, sauntering forward until he was a few inches from her mother. He then grinned in a 'charming' polite manner and bowed his head until it almost touched the ground; he even spread his wings out slightly. This was one of the best forms of bowing, Midnight knew. It showed either great respect or great fear for the one being bowed to. But, Midnight knew Streak meant neither when he did it, it was just a show.

"There's no need for that deep of a bow, Streak!" the Deadly Nadder exclaimed giddily as Streak slowly rose. Gold gave a broad proud smile and placed a paw on her son's head.

"Isn't he charming? He gets it from me." The dragoness cooed. Midnight fought the urge to roll her eyes and snort.

'All of the Night Fury's were given to different species couples who could never have offspring of their own. So stop acting like he crawled out of your damn egg.' She thought bitterly. Apparently, Gold and Thunder had adopted a dragon before Streak, a Timberjack by the name of Holly. Her egg was found at the edge of Whispering Breeze territory, though no one is really sure if the egg was lost accidentally or abandoned. None the less, Gold and Thunder were looking for hatchling at the time so they took the egg in. Everything was fine until Streak came in. The two alphas were supposed to raise the two together as siblings, but Gold ignored their adoptive daughter as if she didn't exist. Thunder had tried to include their first hatchling in the family, but Gold said otherwise. One night Holly just left, and was never heard from again.

At least, that was what Nightshade told her. Or rather, what Nightshade told Windseeker to tell to Midnight.

The Night Fury shook her head, clearing her head of her previous thoughts as Gold's voice sliced through them.

"Well, have fun you two!" The Changewing exclaimed before hastily taking to the sky. Midnight could only watch as the other older dragons followed, thus leaving her alone with the one dragon in the entire world that she didn't want to even look at.

"Well, well, well," Streak began once they were out of earshot. Midnight growled and narrowed her neon blue eyes as the black and navy blue dragon began to walk around her. It was almost as if he was looking for something. But what the hell would he be looking for?

Midnight honestly didn't want to know.

"How long has it been since I last saw you? A month?" he asked her casually as he glided his tail against her side.

Midnight felt her stomach churn in disgust and anger, she swore to the gods that she was about to vomit right there and then. She snarled and attempted to slash his snout with her long, sharp claws; but she missed her target as he quickly jumped away with a chuckle.

"Ooh! We're violent today, aren't we sweet scales?" he asked her in a teasing tone.

"Touch me again and I swear to the Red Death that I will claw out your eye balls and shove them down your throat," she growled menacingly.

Streak only smirked and shrugged before approaching her once more,

"You wouldn't do that," he said to her confidently, sliding his tail under her chin and forcing her head up to look him in the eyes. He was taller than her, and that made her feel even more angry and threatened.

"Wanna' bet?" she snarled as red filled her vision. Midnight opened her mouth and shot her electrifying fire into his face. The tail under her chin was gone instantly as the other Night Fury gave a shout of confusion and slight pain. Streak was furiously rubbing at his closed eyes, and Midnight took the opportunity to take to the sky while he was blinded.

She was leaving, but not without hurting this bastard first.

Midnight flapped her powerful wings and braced herself for what she was about to do. Streak wouldn't be blinded for long; she had to make this count. She flew around in a small circle to gain speed before shooting back towards the ground. She felt heat gathering in the back of her throat as she continued her short descent. She was running out of time, she could see Streak coming to his senses. Right before she hit the ground she made a sharp turn and shot off a Plasma Blast.

She smirked as Streak growled in pain, but she wasn't finished yet. Midnight let out a roar as she barreled into Streak's side, causing the black dragon to let out a noise of surprise as he went tumbling off the cliff.

'His fault, he shouldn't have been standing so close to the edge.' Midnight thought without remorse as she bolted off. She didn't know where she was going, or what she was going to do when she got to wherever she was going; but she would figure it out later. The wind whistled loudly in her ears as she flew at top speed towards the middle of the island, which was covered by lots and lots of trees. She didn't know this territory well, but Streak did; meaning that he was at an advantage, which irked Midnight.

A roar behind her alerted her to his presence. The Night Fury sneered before spinning around to face her fellow dragon. The male was flying towards her at his top speed (Which was slower than hers, she proudly noted) with his teeth bared and claws curled in aggravation.

Midnight roared and dove at him with her sharp black claws outstretched. She briefly wondered how easy it would be to tear into his throat before her body slammed into his. She heard him emit a small 'oof' as she slammed her back legs into his stomach while her front claws worked on tearing him to pieces. She felt her claws rake across his navy-blue streaked scales a few times before his claws began to scratch and slash at her shoulders and chest. Midnight could feel the cold air Streaks wings produced as they flapped uselessly, which was a reminder to her that they were getting closer and closer to the ground below at a fairly quick rate.

Midnight roared again, planting a relatively harsh blow to Streaks skull before unhooking her back claws from his stomach and kicking him with as much force as she could. His body was pushed quickly away from hers and in response he began to flap his powerful wings in an attempt to stay airborne. But because of his position it didn't do him any good, and the Night Fury crashed onto the forest floor back-first.

Midnight smirked and began to fly down; but her smirk was replaced by a scowl when a Plasma blast hit its intended target. The female Night Fury snarled and used her left paw to grip her shoulder as burning pain danced throughout it. He was going to pay for that.

"Had enough yet you bastard?" she growled as she landed opposite of him with a sneer. The male Night Fury scowled at her and stood up,

"Of course not, sweet scales- I'm just getting started." He replied, shaking off the small flecks of grass from his scales. Small drops of blood made their way to the soft plant below, which confused the Night Fury at first until she realized that they were both bleeding from various places.

Streak was bleeding from four long scratches on the right side of his face. The blood dripped from the side of his face down to his jawline before landing on the grass below. Midnight felt herself smirk, feeling her confidence in her fighting skills boost at seeing the wound. The puncture wounds on his stomach were helping with that as well.

What wasn't helping was feeling and seeing her injuries. Her shoulder still burned from the Plasma Blast and on top of that Streak was able to get a good slash at her chest during the fall, which was now bleeding.

Midnight turned her attention back to Streak, her rage-filled blue eyes meeting his mischievous green ones.

"Good, because I'm going to fucking rip you apart," she roared, hurling herself at the other Night Fury with her teeth bared and her claws outstretched. Both of her weapons were aiming straight for his throat.

She felt her claws meet scales and a groan of pain filled her ears.

But it didn't belong to Streak.

Yay, chapter two rewritten :D

Icestorm: And you did it the day after the first.

Night: That's a first.

Shut up :(

Sirius: And now you must do chapter three, but first- go do your job you neglectful-

Nope! Bai :D I don't own How to Train your Dragon or the species! But I do own the ocs