hehehehe, now things start to get hectic. Ever wanted to see a Black Moon try to court another, and ever wanted to know how two rivals would fight... well here you go. Enjoy! Leave a review.

Some days later, everything had finally returned to normal. Well, as normal as it could get with a lanky future chief, an angry shield maiden, a bookworm, an arrogant ass, a pair of crazy twins, and two dragons in human bodies, one of which was a hybrid. The ragtag bunch had grown accustomed to bad things happening on a regular basis, and knew that soon, something would inevitably happen. But right now, they would enjoy the day.

All their work was done, there was no immediate danger and all the sentries were protecting the island. Therefore, they had an excuse to have a day off. Everyone ran around excitedly, grabbing food, bedrolls, an extra pair of clothes and whatever else they needed. They were having a beach day.

Once the sun had risen and they all had breakfast, the teens and their dragons walked down to the sandy, pure white beach that was protected by the bay.

Everyone lay their furs and bedrolls down on the warm sand, along with their supplies, then undid the saddles on their dragons, allowing them to run around in the water freely without damaging them.

The twins and Snotlout practically tore off their extra clothing, leaving them in their swimming gear, before running onto the cool water with screams of joy. Astrid shook her head at their antics, and started to remove her armour and outer layers too.

Fishlegs did the same, but didn't go into the water just yet, and passed Phantom something from his bag. "It's a lotion." He explained. "You were trapped in that cell for too long, now your skin is incredibly pale so you are more likely to get a really bad burn."

Phantom smirked and shrugged off his black coat. Shadow, Astrid, Ruffnut, and even some of the boys stopped to stare. The male Black Moon shed his outer clothing and sat there in a pair of leggings, giving almost everything away, and leaving him bare chested. Phantom was a perfect specimen, with hard, toned muscles, strong shoulders, rock hard abs, and overall a perfect figure. His pale white skin didn't make him look any less attractive, in fact, it somehow enhanced it. Seeing him like that made most of the guys feel extremely jealous and the girls swoon.

Phantom then grabbed the jar of lotion and started lathering himself in it, all over his chest, letting the oils drip down his chest. Ruffnut fainted at the sight, and Astrid's face turned an interesting shade of red, but she couldn't look away. Shadow was shamelessly staring at his glorious body, watching him rub the oils into his skin and leave him with a tantalizing shine.

But when she looked up, tearing her gaze away from his rock solid chest, she could see him smirking at her. Oh, she knew exactly what he was doing. That naughty drake. Offering himself up like a piece of meat.

He stopped rubbing the lotion over his chest, and picked up the jar, holding it out to Shadow in offering. "I'm willing if you desire it…" he said seductively.

Naughty, naughty, naughty.

Ruffnut, who had only just stood up, fainted again. And Astrid was fanning her face from the heat. Shadow smirked and chuckled. That dastardly dragon, offering himself to her to do as she pleased.

It was quite often in their culture that a male, or multiple males, would offer themselves to a female, to let them 'try them out'. It allowed the female to use them as they wished, and to see if they would be suitable as a mate. And Phantom was doing just that. So that was his intention eh? To become her mate.

Well, in all fairness, she wasn't officially attached to Hiccup, and to refuse an offer like he was making was practically an insult. In fact, she was being welcomed to use him, and if she wasn't happy, she could always refuse him later. It was the female that always had the final say anyway.

Still smirking, Shadow stood up and swaggered over to the willing drake, took the lotion, and sat down behind him with her knees either side of his hips. The others watched in astonishment as Shadow shamelessly ran her clawed hands over his toned back, touching as much as she pleased, and rubbing the oils into his skin.

Hiccup on the other hand, was fuming. His blood boiled at the sight of her with the other male, and he absolutely growled with annoyance. If that was how it was going to be, then fine. Two could play at that game.

Hiccup stood up and unbuckled his armour, letting it fall to the ground, and took off his undershirt. He ran a hand through his hair and puffed out his chest. Now everyones eyes were flicking over to him, and god, they were astonished. To be honest, none of them ever imagined Hiccup having that figure.

They had expected him to have some muscle, dragon riding and combat training tended to do that, but damn, they were not expecting him to look like that. He was practically Phantom's equal. And holy hell, the scars he had on his chest and back made him look twice as hot.

Hiccup had no idea what was driving him to do this, strutting around and showing off, but it felt instinctual. Phantom was offering to Shadow, who was practically officially with him, and he felt compelled to challenge him to that. It was almost as if these instinctual desires that felt so natural, were not his.

Phantom's eyes locked onto his and sized him up. This Viking wouldn't be able to stand up to a Black Moon's might if it came down to a brawl, but he would be able to hold his own for a while. He had no idea how much of their culture Shadow had taught him, but Phantom was sure he could win against him.

But wait… What was that! It couldn't be. There was no way… but it was. Proudly adorning his collarbone, was a bite mark. And not just any bite, no, Phantom knew exactly what that meant. He was marked, by her!

Outraged, Phantom stood up and strode over to him, every muscle quivering with anger. Hiccup advanced on him as well, a similar look in his eyes. Everyone watched with baited breath to understand what was going on. None of them could look away.

As soon as he was in range, Phantom threw a lightning fast punch, right for Hiccup's face. It connected with a loud smack, but Hiccup didn't go down. Instead, Hiccup retaliated with a snarl, and sent his fist back at him. The two boys roared and snarled at one another, throwing and dodging punches.

Those around them were yelling and screaming to stop, but neither of them backed down. Blood boiled and adrenaline spiked, while pure testosterone fuelled them on. Phantom threw a punch as hard as he could for Hiccup's stomach, which connected with a painful whack and sent him reeling backwards.

Phantom dropped to all fours and snarled a challenge, and without falter, Hiccup did the same, dropping onto his hands and knees like it was the most natural thing in the world, and roared back at him. They charged, and smashed into each other like Alpha dragons out for one another's blood.

Their heads were lowered, trapped between each-others' shoulders and their hands grabbed each other by the forearms to try and leaver them into a position to loose. But neither of them budged. They continuously charged against one another, stuck in a deadlock that the others were too afraid of to get close.

Finally, Shadow stepped in and broke them apart, snarling like an animal. "ENOUGH!" she roared in fury.

Phantom and Hiccup stood up, heaving chests and snarling at their opponent, ready to continue at a moment's notice. "You've marked him! He's a human and you marked him! How could you?!" Phantom screeched.

"You would choose to dilute your blood with his instead of keeping it pure? Its an outrage! He stole you from me!" he screamed, pointing his clawed hand at Hiccup in disgust and anger.

"YOU TOOK HER FROM ME!" he roared. Hiccup took a deep breath and bellowed out the most animalistic sound they had ever heard. It was a roar that could rival a fully grown Black Moon.

"Hiccup Haddock, I challenge you for the right to Shadow Void-Wing!" Phantom growled in pure rage. Hiccup growled in return. "Challenge accepted."

Shadow strode between the two, looking back and forth. "May the best drake win."