(Chapter Six)
(Morndas 30th) (With Astrid)
Astrid woke up with a stir when she heard someone knocking on her door "Astrid honey, it's time to wake up" it was her mother. She turned over on her said and noticed a bit of sunlight entering her room. She slowly gets up rubbing her eyes 'What time is it?' she thought getting up and out of her bed walking over to the wooden shutters to her window.
She pulls her shutters open being met with the morning sunlight blinding her. She places a hand up to her eyes shielding her eyes from the sun. She looks down and over the plaza seeing that everyone was already up and out doing their own thing. She turns back to her room and heads over to the chest at the feet of her bed opening it revealing her usual everyday clothing.
She first took off her shirt that she slept in revealing her bare breast. Next was the pants that she slept in. she quickly took them off throwing them on the edge of her bed. She then takes the fresh clothes from the chest and began to put them on but first she put on fresh breast bindings before putting on her shirt.
After a couple of minutes, she was in her normal everyday clothes, hair braided, and axe strapped to her back. She leaves her room closing her room door behind her. she makes her way down the stairs entering the dining room. She greets her parents and little brother "Morning everyone, what time is it?" Astrid asked taking a seat at the table next to her father.
"A little after eight, you were sound asleep, and I didn't think it was best to wake you" her mother answered. That kind of surprised Astrid. She doesn't usually sleep in no matter what. Then something hit her "Oh Thor, I almost forgot, I have to train the kids at the arena, I got to go" she quickly took a couple bits of her food and taking a swig of her mead and took off leaving the house in a hurry.
Her mother and father looked at each other worried "You can see it, too right?" her mother asked her father. He nodded "Yes, somethings bothering her" they turned their attention back to the open door.
Astrid took off towards the arena hoping that the children are keeping themselves busy training themselves over what she has taught them so far, at least how to wield a sword part not the dragon fighting part. Also, she'll have to think up of an excuse for being late, yea she could tell them the truth, but she doubts that they would believe her since she's always there before them and the last time she was late they thought she was on a date with Snotlout. Just thinking about that made her gag.
She was so deep in thought that she didn't even notice that Snotlout was making his way over to her. she bumped right into him and when she was pulled away from her thoughts and realized who she bumped into her instincts kicked in and pushed him away from her followed with "Get out of my way, I'm late for my class"
"You were the one to run into me, I even called out your name a couple of times, but you seemed distracted, were you thinking about me?" He smiled, she gaged.
"Ah don't be like that, you don't have to hide your feelings towards me anymore" she felt like she was going to throw up, but she had to hold it down. She pushes past him not even noticing his friends that were standing behind him. She had to get out of there before she got sick from being just around him.
(With Snotlout)
Snotlout and two of his friends, Dogsbreath, and Lugnut watched as Astrid walked away, watching the way how her hips sway side to side when she walks "Man, I would hate and envy the man that gets those pair of hips" Snotlout give Dogsbreath a questionable look.
"So, you hate and envy me?" Dogsbreath and Lugnut looked at him then back at each other then back at him. They broke out laughing hysterically. Snotlout sends them a dirty look.
"S-Sorry bro, b-but if you had that (pointed at the fading Astrid) then she's keeping that information from everyone on Berk" Dogsbreath said between laughter. Lugnut then jumps in saying "If she would tell anyone at all" Snotlout stood there glaring at them but then something popped into his head.
"As if you guys could have any better luck then me, if you did I would hurt you then congratulate you, but they will never happen, besides she's just playing hard to get like always and has a lot on her mind, so of course she would act like that" Snotlout's smile grew large thinking that he won. Dogsbreath and Lugnut began to laugh once again. Snotlout's smile fell.
Snotlout let out an annoyed huff before walking off followed by him saying "I'm getting something to eat" leaving his friends behind to laugh it up. It took them a minute or two to finally calm down and get their laughing under control and once they did they took off after their sour faced friend.
Snotlout didn't get far since he was pretty much stomping and pouting, so it was relatively easy to catch up to him "Sorry bro, lets change the subject" Dogsbreath suggested walking next to him on his right while Lugnut walked next to him on his left "How about the raid that recently happened, did any of you get to kill anything?" Snotlout lowered his head a little bit. He replied "I was close to killing one, but it was a coward and called in some help causing me to have to fall back"
"What kind of dragon was it?"
"A Nadder"
"Lucky, I was only able to kill a terror" Snotlout and Dogsbreath stared… more like glared at Lugnut. He seemed confused to why they were glaring at him "What?" he questioned.
"You at least got to kill a dragon while we didn't get to kill any, so don't go complaining about killing something as small as a terror" Snotlout snapped. Dogsbreath stayed quiet not wanting to say anything, but he was able to kill a dragon to, it was a Gronkle but if he were to tell them about his kill he wouldn't hear the end of it. So, he'll keep quiet for now until Snotlout is able to kill a dragon, if he can that is.
"I agree, at least you killed one, so be happy about it even if it was a terror" Lugnut looked at Dogsbreath like he was stupid. Dogsbreath shook his head mouthing him to not say anything. Lugnut would get him back for throwing him under the yak but he understands why he's doing this.
He rose his hands in defense "Ok, ok, you're right I should be happy to at least get to kill a dragon, hey look we're here" Lugnut stated changing the subject. Dogsbreath knew that it was for the best to change the subject because the longer this conversation goes on the sourer Snotlout gets.
"Thank thor, I'm starving" Lugnut pushed the doors open letting the fresh smell of bread and chicken fill their nose. They held in the smell trying to savor it, but they couldn't hold it for long.
"Man, how do I wish to be able to smell this every day, the morning food always smell better then the later food" Lugnut commented. The trio entered the hall looking over to see who's all here. Their eyes landed on Fishlegs which was sitting at one of the closer tables with a book in hand.
"Well if it isnt Guppylegs" Fishlegs jumped at the sound of hearing his name. He lowered his head hoping to be able to hide behind it, but he knew that it won't do him any good. Fishlegs could feel them hovering over him.
"Hey Fishface, how's it going?" Snotlout mocked sitting down next to his so-called friend. The other two sat across from them.
"Leave me alone Snotlout" he whimpered keeping his head low and his eyes on the page his on. Snotlout placed a 'friendly' hand on Fishleg's shoulder but the smirk on his face tells that his up to no good.
"Come on Fishlegs, we're friends aren't we, so how come you don't hang out with us?" Fishlegs slightly turned his gaze to Snotlout and answered "Because your version of hanging out is picking on people and I don't want any part of it" Snotlout acted offended placing a hand over his chest.
"Picking on people? That was in the past, I'm an adult now and I must start acting like one" Fishlegs rolled his eyes behind his book and asked, "Then how come you still pick on Hiccup?" Snotlout's face became serious upon hearing that name.
"I'm not picking on him, I'm showing him his place in this society where the strong stand above the weak, he needs to learn to accept that he'll never be one of us" that's still picking on people Fishlegs thought.
"And why does it matter to you, you left him to come hang with us when we got older, you even said 'That I can't be around you anymore' remember?" Fishlegs didn't say anything. Snotlout wasn't getting anywhere with this guy. He let out a sigh "Come on guys lets go get our food and Fishlegs, we'll finish our talk later" Snotlout, Lugnut and Dogsbreath stood up and made their way over to grab their food before it's not fresh anymore.
Fishlegs took this chance and grabbed his things then quickly left the hall.
(With Fishlegs)
He ran as fast as his little legs could carry him down the stone steps trying not to trip but he wants to go as far away as he can so Snotlout can't find him, for a little bit at least. He ran around a building to catch his breath. His face fell 'His right though' Fishlegs was Hiccup's only friend and he betrayed him just, so he wouldn't get picked on.
He regrets what he did all those years ago and knew he couldn't go back and fix the past. Even if he were to try to become friends with Hiccup again he doubts that Hiccup would want to be friends with him again.
"Fishlegs, what are you doing boy?" the voice startled Fishlegs. He turns around to see that it was only Gobber.
"Gobber, its just you" Fishlegs held onto his chest trying to calm his beating heart.
"Who else would it be?" Gobber hobbles over to Fishlegs. He smells like he just came from the forge. The smell of molted metal, mostly iron surrounds the man.
"No one, you just startled me is all"
"Sorry about that lad, but what were you doing hiding here?"
"Just hiding from Snotlout and his gang" Gobber knew about how Snotlout likes to pick on him and Hiccup but since Fishlegs stopped being Hiccup's friend Snotlout stopped picking on him, not completely though. Gobber was still disappointed in the lad for falling under pressure but Fishlegs has always been a soft spot and can be easily pressured under a lot of stress or fear which he used both on the lad.
"You're going to need to stand up for yourself someday or they'll never stop" Gobber hobbled away heading back towards the forge. Fishlegs ran up to catch up with him "So, Gobber, what were you doing out here?"
"I was asked to bring some nails to your dad"
"So, who's watching the forge?"
"No one why?"
"Just courious" Gobber glanced over at Fishlegs giving him a questioning look. Gobber has a small idea of why the lad was asking him who was watching the forge "Lad, what's this all about?" Fishlegs knew that he would've caught on, but he didn't know how long it would've taken. It was quicker then he expected.
"I wanted to know if Hiccup was there" Gobber gave him a questioning look.
"Why are you interested in to where Hiccup is at?"
"Because I wanted to try to apologies to him for all the years that his been alone because I was a coward and didn't want to be picked on" Gobber couldn't help to be a little upset because it took him this long to realize his mistake, but he couldn't be mad at the boy for what he did.
"'iccup isn't one to hold a grudge over anyone, no matter 'ow badly they treated 'im, 'is too kind hearted to 'ate others, I think that it's the reason why everyone continues to pick on 'im because they know that 'e won't do anything"
"But…" Fishlegs looked at Gobber and saw that the man seemed to have spaced out. Fishlegs began to wave his hand in front of the old smith but what brought him back wasn't Fishlegs. It was the sound of explosions.
"AHHH!" Fishlegs screamed ducking down. Gobber looked up to see that there were hundreds, no thousands of dragons flying over Berk, enough to cast a shadow over Berk. He was dumbstruck. Dragons didn't attack during the middle of the day let alone be this aggressive.
This was going to be the first massive raid they've had in over 300 years.
Everyone was in a panic, scattering to grab any kind of weapon or anything they can use to protect themselves. This is the first time in the time they've lived on Berk that the dragons have ever attacked during the day and nobody was prepared since they were always on a routine to when the dragons would attack. But this time it's different.
The dragons are not going after the food this time but they're slaughtering people as if they've had enough and wanted to finally wipe the vikings off Berk. Most of the people that were already carrying their weapons were fighting off as long as they can while the others helped with the evacuation.
"We need to hurry! We won't be able to hold them off fo- AHHHH!" the viking that was yelling was picked up by a Nadder from his shoulders lifting him up in the air just to stop and drop him killing the viking on impact. Those that witness the death began to group up hoping that they won't be much of an easy picking if they have all sides watched.
"Watch your backs! These demons don't seem to be playing around anymore!" Spitelout yelled grouping up with Astrid's father and a couple of the other viking men that were around the area.
(With Gobber)
Gobber and Fishlegs were running for the forge so that Gobber could grab his hammer and join in on the fight. While they were running they had to dodge a couple of stray fire balls and falling debris "Come on Fishlegs! Run inside!" Gobber yelled out the heavy boy. The forge was just a couple more feet and Fishlegs took off faster then he ever did but was screaming the whole time until he jumped through the door to the forge.
Gobber entered right after him. He went over to the wall with all his different appendages and grabbed the one with his hammer. He switched it out with the tongs he had "Fishlegs, you stay here and watch over the forge and if 'iccup comes here keep him inside at all cost, you got it?!" Gobber yelled over the chaos that was going on outside.
Fishlegs nodded while getting under a table to hide him from the dragons outside. Gobber rolled his eyes and began to regret what he just did but he doesn't have much time to do things right. He took off outside hammer at the ready. He looked around and saw some fellow vikings fighting off a black and blue Monstrous Nightmare. He began to run over to it but was cut off by a red and white Deadly Nadder.
The Nadder looked Gobber dead in the eyes as if he was thinking of what to think of this man. It wasn't long until it charged at Gobber at full speed mouth wide open. Gobber got his hammer ready and when the Nadder got close he swung it at the dragon's head knocking it off to the side changing the direction of its charge. It wasn't long before it regains its footing and charged at Gobber once again. Gobber wasn't fast enough and the Nadder headbutts Gobber in the stomach but instead of falling back Gobber grabbed a hold of its horn and swung his hammer at its head once again. The dragon let out a screech and shook him off to the side. Gobber landed on his butt with a thud.
The dragon seemed a little dazed but could still see where Gobber was. Gobber on the other hand was getting up as fast as he could. Even though its still a little dazed the dragon charged at Gobber again, but this time stopped when it was at a good distance from the old smith and shot its spines at him. Lucky for Gobber with the dragon still a little dazed it missed piercing the wall behind him but one of the spines was about an inch away from getting his shoulder "That was a close one" Gobber said aloud. The dragon shook his head to shake the daze off and when it could see properly it let out a loud screech at Gobber.
"Oh, you're challenging me huh, well let's see what you got" Gobber said to the dragon but what Gobber didn't know was that the screech wasn't a call to challenge the man but instead it was a call for backup. The dragon began to circle Gobber and Gobber followed circling in the same direction both keeping their eyes on one another.
The dragon came to a stop and let out another screech and Gobber did the same and let out a war cry charging at the dragon before him. What Gobber wasn't aware of was that the dragon was getting him into position for the dragon that snuck up coming from between two houses. The screech was for the other dragon to charge when it charged.
Gobber was able to get another hit on the dragon in front knocking it onto its side but he wasn't aware of the other dragon charging from behind him. He turned around as fast as he could but before he was fully turned around the other dragon was already in front of Gobber mouth wide open filling up with gas. Gobber closed his eyes preparing himself for the burn but the burn didn't come instead he heard the dragon let out a painful screech.
Gobber opened his eyes to see that it was the twins with their spears piercing the dragon's sides. Gobber would've had something to say but right now they have a dragon to finish. Gobber swung his hammer down onto the dragons' head dropping it to the floor with a lout thud the twins spears are still pierced in the dragon's sides.
"Peirce your spears through its head!" he ordered the twins which they actually followed. They pulled their spears out of the dragon's sides then pierced it in the eyes. It let out another painful screech. Gobber on the other hand began to bash the dragon's skull in until it stopped moving.
After one more bash to the head to make sure that it was dead he looked up at the twins and said "I'm surprise to see you two joining in on the fight, I would've thought you would be watching the chaos from a rooftop" the twins shrugged their shoulders.
"That's what we thought we were going to do at first but…" Ruffnut finished "We decided it would've been more chaotic if we joined in" the twins began to laugh evilly. Gobber couldn't do anything but rub the bridge of his nose.
"I'm not surprised" Gobber sighed with annoyance before walking away from the twins that began to argue about who killed the dragon even though it was Gobber who actually killed it.
(With the Twins)
"My spear went in further" Tuffnut argued.
"No, mine did, you can even tell by how far it's in" Ruffnut argued back pointing at the spears which showed no actual difference to show which one was pushed in further.
"No mine did because mine pierced the brain before yours"
"We pierced it at the same time dumbass"
"Mine went in a few seconds before yours went in" Tuffnut continued the argument. Ruffnut rolled her eyes at the stupidity that her brother shows but that's what makes him fun to be with even though they get on each other's nerves.
"You know what this is- "a loud thud halted the argument between the twins. They both turned to see that it was that same dragon that Gobber fought before they showed up. The dragon stared at the two while the two stood still hoping that it can't see them.
"God you smell like rotten fish" Ruffnut held her nose pushing her brother away from her. Tuffnut pushes back and says "You smell worse then I do" he argued. The twins almost forgot about the dragon standing in front of them until it let out a screech. The twins took off running and the dragon charged after them.
They ran through the plaza dodging other skirmish fights between other dragons and people while also dodging debris lying on the ground while still being chased by the dragon.
"How long do you think it'll chase us for!?" Tuffnut yelled over to his sister.
"I don't know, why don't you ask it!?" Tuffnut looks back at the dragon that was only a couple of feet behind them.
"Um… no I'm good!" they continued to run but their legs are becoming tired and they began to slow down. They were now running through two rows of housing but as the dragon was close enough to almost bite them something grabbed the twins by the collars of their tunics. The dragon runs right pass them but then quickly turned around.
"Hey, what was that for?" Tuffnut asked looking at the person who grabbed them. It was Astrid "What were you two doing and why is a dragon chasing you?" she asked
"We were just having a friendly race with our new friend red" Tuffnut answered sarcastically. The dragon eventually found them due to the sound of Tuffnut's voice echoing from the alley way. The dragon looks down the alley way spotting its targets plus a new one. It began to claw and headbutt trying to get to them, but the houses were building out of strong oak wood that can withstand a couple of headbutts from dragons.
Astrid glared at Tuffnut.
"Ugh, fine, it was chasing us because it saw us kill its buddy, with the help of Gobber"
"It's the other way around" Ruffnut corrected. Astrid was a little surprised to hear that they were able to kill a dragon even though they had help but it was still surprising, but she was going to tell them that.
"Well, we're going to have to find a way to lose that 'friend of yours' before we can escape." Astrid explained keeping her eyes on the dragon that was still clawing at the building. Astrid surprised that it hasn't used its fire yet.
"Well, do you have an idea on how we're going to do that?" Tuffnut asked.
"As of right now no but we can't stay here so we'll have to wing it for now" she answers as she walked down the alley way in the opposite direction of the dragon. The twins followed close behind her. the alley way wasn't long, so they were already near the opening just within a minute or two of walking.
"So, this is the part where you're going to wing it?"
"'We' and yes this is when 'we' are going to wing it" Astrid answers looking out into the open making sure the coast was clear.
"Ok, 'we', how are we going to wing it?"
"I'll head out and if it's there I'll distract it as long as I can and that's when you two looks for some weapons that you can use, then join me into taking down the dragon" Astrid explained.
"Sounds like a good plan, lets go"
Astrid takes a quick look outside to see the dragon no where in sight. She steps out first just like she said she would. She continued to look around to try to get an eye on the dragon, but she didn't see it anywhere. That was until she looked on top the roof of the house behind her. It stood up there looking down at her. the dragon jumps down from the roof flaring its wings at her.
The dragon was trying to scare her, but it wasn't going to work on her. She got into her battle stance, both hands on her axe stationing it in front of her ready to strike. The dragon lowered down getting ready to charge but before they could even attack one another a loud roar could be hear from the other side of the village. The Nadder flew off into the air flying in the direction of the roar. It wasn't just the Nadder, all the dragons flew in the direction of the roar.
Everyone on the ground was confused about what's happening, so they decided to follow the sound of the roar as well.
"Astrid!" it was Fishlegs followed by Snotlout.
"What's going on Fishlegs?" Astrid asked. Fishlegs shrugged his shoulders "I don't know but from the sound of that roar, the dragon that made it is a big one" Astrid began making her way in the direction of where the roar came from. Everyone else followed.
Eventually the group got caught up in the crowed that was migrating to the same place. Astrid could tell by now that they were heading outside of the village and heading for the edge of the forest.
The crowed eventually came to a stop and the dragons above were just hovering over a certain spot looking down at something. Astrid couldn't see what was going on, so she pushed her way through the crowed, the others followed close behind her.
The group began to hear whispers from the crowd.
"Look at that thing"
"It's massive"
"What kind of dragon is that?"
"What is it doing with him?" that caught her attention and now she's really wanting to see what's happening.
"Astrid slowdown" Fishlegs called out but she didn't want to wait, she had to get up to the front. She pushed her way through the crowed breaking through to the front. Standing in the front the only thing she saw was fire burning the ground in front of them. The fire was so intense that it made a wall tall enough for it to be hard to see what's happening. The only thing they can hear is the dragon roaring at someone.
The fire began to die down and it was becoming visible to see what was happening. By now the others have reached the front standing next to Astrid. Once the fires died down completely they were amazed and terrified at the beast that made that roar.
It was a giant Monstrous Nightmare. Twice the size of a normal one, scales that were black and purple and shined like crystals "No way, it can't be" Fishlegs whispered but Astrid heard him "What are you talking about, do you know what it is?"
He looks down at Astrid "That dragon is a rare evolution for dragons, one that has lived for year and years and eventually went through some sort of process which I don't know and, in the end, becoming what they call titan wings" Fishlegs explained.
"Wait, so, you're saying all dragons can turn out like that?" Fishlegs nods
"Yes, but it's super rare for it to happen but what is one doing here and who's figh- "he stops in mid-sentence when he saw who it was that was fighting it. Astrid and others followed Fishlegs gaze and they were all surprised to see who it was. It was Draco and he didn't look to happy.
"What the hell, why is he getting to fight that thing?" Snotlout was angry at the fact that this stranger gets to fight this beast and not him. Why did the dragon choose him and not a real warrior like him?
"He did something to piss it off" Tuffnut snickered
"I think it's the other way around" Fishlegs corrected. To most it looks like the dragon was the one to piss Draco off but to the rest Draco was the one to piss the dragon off. the two stood there staring each other down.
(With Draco)
Actually, the way it went was that the dragon flew into their camp to find and kill Galaxy due to the fact that another alpha dragon even though he doesn't control other dragons. Draco wasn't going to let that happen. So, Draco challenged the dragon and who ever wins has to leave or in Galaxy's and Draco's case they die if he lost. The fight began in the woods then they fought all the way out into the open. Now they're here.
"Zu'u kent onvok, Zu'u lost eldraag wah siiv tir tol hi vust mindoraan dii tinvok" the dragon spoke but to the vikings it was a roar. Dragon couldn't really answer the dragon since he doesn't want to look crazy for talking to it, so he kept quiet.
The dragon didn't like his silence and got ready for another attack "bo wah dir het" the dragon stated. Draco on the other hand had to barrow a sword from a dead body. He'll have to give it to someone after this is over. He could hear from the crowd people wondering what was going on.
The dragon was the first to attack and charged for Draco. He dashes to the side getting out of the way of the path of the dragon's charge but was still close enough that he was able to land a hit on it but when the sword collided with the scales it bounced off.
'Just like I thought, the scales are almost like the ones on the dragons back home… almost' he thought. What he was talking about was that the dragons back home had the same toughness of scales on the underbelly just like the ones on their backs. This one on the other hand has a tough hide while the underbelly is still somewhat soft and can still be penetrated.
The dragon quickly turned around charging for Draco once more. This time, instead of moving out of the way Draco charged at the dragon. When they were merely a couple of feet away from each other the dragon stopped its charge and went to try to bite Draco, but he was a little bit faster than the overgrown lizard and dashed underneath the dragon. Once he was under the dragon he was able to get two strikes on the dragon's underbelly. It let out a loud roar of pain, pushing itself away making some room away from Draco.
Draco did the same and jumped back a couple of feet. As Draco thought the dragon's underbelly was still soft but also tough. He took a look at the sword and it doesn't look like it'll handle another hit on the dragon's scales. He then turns his attention back to the dragon which was just sitting there growling at him.
'It looks like he went on the defense' Draco thought but the dragon instead lit itself on fire and went in for another charge. It being on fire was going to make this a little difficult for Draco since his holding back as much as he can because of the people standing around watching them.
Draco took off running to the right leading the dragons charge in a different direction which would slow it down just a little bit. The dragon seemed to see what he was doing and stopped its charge to switch to breathing fire. Draco was now having to change tactics. He led the dragon and its fire in a giant circle into the dragon ran out which also put out the fire over the dragons hide.
Draco stopped for a moment to check over himself and at the crowd since he knows that he was hit by the fire. The armor Draco wears is laced with a very thin layer of dragon hide giving it fire and cold resistance but only to a certain degree. A little bit of the clock was singed but nothing to major and the crowd doesn't seem to have notice anything.
Draco looked back at the dragon and saw that it went back on the defense since its keeping its distance this time with its wings blocking a little bit of its front to try and protect its underbelly.
The crowd was standing on their toes by this point watching the intense battle between Draco and a giant dragon.
"I can't believe it, he's actually able to hold his own against that demon"
"He even was able to get a strike or two on it and actually causing it damage" the murmurs continued but Draco ignored them. He has nothing to prove to these people and he wasn't planning to make a show out of this. He was actually hoping that he would've been able to finish this by now but with the people of the village here it's making it difficult since he can't go full out on the dragon.
He took another look at the sword and saw that it chipped a little bit from the fire heating it up. Draco looked over his shoulder looking at the vikings behind him while keeping an eye on the dragon.
"Can I use your hammer?" he asked the random viking. He didn't argue with him and handed over his hammer. Draco took the hammer into his hand feeling how light it was 'The hammers at home weighed more then this but it'll have to do, I'll just have to put more impact in the swing' he thought taking a couple of swings to get a feel of the hammer. He straps the damaged sword to his waist.
His attention now back on the dragon which was still in a defensive form Draco knew it wasn't going to make a move until he was close enough to it, so he'll do just that and charged at the dragon. the dragon saw him coming and tried to knock Draco away with the impact of its wing, but his winged lowered Draco was gone. Then at that same moment the dragon felt an excruciating pain to its stomach and the sounds of bones cracking could be heard only by the dragon and Draco.
When the dragon used its wing to try to hit Draco, he went over to the left moving out of the way of its wing then diving under the dragon and with that he put a little bit more of his strength that his holding back into these swings. He was able to get about three swings at the dragons' stomach before it started to squirm. Draco then aim for one of its wings and with the same amount of strength he used on the underbelly he used on the wing breaking it in two.
The dragon let out another painfilled roar before dropping to the floor. Draco barely made it out from under the dragon before it fell.
He looked over the dragon and saw that it wasn't even trying to get up. He turned away from the dragon and instead of staying he made his way back to his camp. As he walked pass the viking that he barrowed the hammer from he handed it over to him and randomly handed the damage sword to someone near him. Before he got out of ear reach, someone yelled at him.
"What about the dragon!?" they didn't get an answer. Instead he disappeared into the forest as if nothing happened.
Everyone around began to whisper while some looked up to the sky where the dragons were hovering and saw that they weren't there anymore.
(With Stoick)
Stoick couldn't believe his eyes. He watched the whole thing from start to finish but he still couldn't believe it. He would've never thought he would see the day to see someone so small take on something three times bigger then him and win. Watching that gave him hope that as long as Draco continues to train his son then maybe, just maybe he would be the son that his been wanting and wouldn't have to hide his face from his people anymore.
But then the hope that Stoick gained quickly disappeared since he just remembered that Draco wasn't planning to stay long. He than thought that maybe in the time he's here his son would've at least learned how to defend himself by the time he leaves. This gave him a little bit of hope again.
His thoughts were interrupted by the sound of someone from the crowd yelling "So, who's going to get the honor to finish this thing off?" Spitelout speaks up "I think my son deserves to get to kill the beast, since it should've been him to fight the thing in the first place" Astrid's farther then jumped in.
"You only want your son to be the one to kill it because your boy hasn't been able to kill a dragon yet"
"That's because those demons are cowards, so whenever he runs into one they take off fearing that they'll be killed" Spitelout spoke highly of his son. Everyone rolled their eyes, but Astrid's dad said what everyone was thinking.
"That's a load of yak shit, your son just isnt a strong enough warrior to be able to kill a dragon, especially that beast" gesturing to the giant dragon on the ground. Spitelout didn't like that and got up in his face.
"You want to repeat that, I didn't hear you" Spitelout challenged. Her father steps up and repeats what he said.
"I said, your son is just isnt a strong enough warrior" he repeated. Spitelouts face turns into a scowl, hands turning into fists. He gets ready to throw a punch but Gobber interrupted them by yelling "Neither of your kids are going to get to kill the dragon" he was standing over the giant dragon.
"What are you talking about Gobber?" Spitelout yells fist lowering. Gobber starts to poke the beast "Because it's already dead" everyone looked over the dragon and saw that the stomach has swelled, and blood was flowing out its mouth, it couldn't breath due to the blood building up inside. Everyone was shocked. Spitelout didn't believe it.
"How could it have died, he didn't take the head off or took out its heart" Gobber couldn't believe what he was hearing.
"Do you see it breathing or do you not see the puddle of blood right 'ere?" gesturing to the puddle. Spitelout looks at it and wasn't happy. One because the dragon died, second because he didn't kill it like a 'real' warrior. At first Spitelout didn't think so much about him and even had him help out with the hunting but now his view of Draco has changed and believed that he'll become a thorn in his side down the road. He stomps away in defeat.
"So, what do we do with the body?" someone from within the crowed called out. That was a good question and no one could really think of an answer. Then Fishlegs spoke out which was the first "I think we could do something with scales and turn them into something and give it to Draco for his victory?" he suggested. Everyone thought about it for a minute or two before Stoick was the one to say something.
"That's not a bad idea Fishlegs but you got to remember, he's not a hooligan, neither a viking and he also doesn't seem to be interested in having any kind of trophy, as you can see from him just leaving it there and let it die on its own" Fishlegs spoke again.
"I know that, but I think it would be a good idea because I feel like if we do this it would make him less tense and actually feel like his welcome here, haven't you noticed that every time that he comes into the village he always has this air around him, giving off a 'cold' feel if you know what I mean" now that he mentioned it Stoick and a couple of people noticed it to but with this though it also gave Stoick an idea to possibly get Draco to stay with them.
Gobber speaks up "I get wha' you sayin' lad, but from what I've learned from him just by talking to him, which wasn't a lot, he has no interest to be here or even get along with others, he's stuck here and the world he comes from is completely different from ours" he continues "If I were in he's shoes I would think the same way, so the idea of giving him something that came from us wouldn't do any good, he'll most likely take it and not think anything of it"
The people that were still around understood Fishlegs intention but Gobber was right someone like him wouldn't think anything of it if they were to do something nice for him. But Fishlegs wasn't giving up "We should at least try to make it less ridged for him while he's here at least, because I think you would all agree that his cold air is making us tense whenever his around" they nodded.
Stoick then speaks up "Ok Fishlegs, we'll talk it over at the Great Hall later, once we're done cleaning up" Fishlegs nodded and went to look for the injured and a couple of the others joined in with the search while the rest went to clean up the debris.
"Stoick!" a random viking came running to Stoick. He turns to the man "Yes, what is it?"
"I got some news" this got Stoick's attention.
(With Draco and Galaxy)
Draco was back at his camp looking into the fire deep in thought. He was trying to make sense of these dragon attacks. He may not have been here as long as they have to know the pattern that they use to have but things are changing to fast.
Galaxy was staring at his brother sensing his confusion. He crawls closer to his brother nudging his leg gaining his attention. Usually Rias would know what to do in situations like this but she's not here, so he'll have to try his best to help his brother.
"Sorry, I was just stuck in thought" Draco apologized placing a hand on the top of his head. Galaxy has a feeling that he knows what's going on in his head, but he'll have to ask in a way to make in not to serious.
"Lost kuzol ofanjiik ganog fah hi?" Galaxy joked. Draco shook his head "That's not it, it's just that I can't make sense of these raids, I know we haven't been here as long as them but with what I've heard they were on a routine of some kind but then they became more frequent then now they turned violent, at least a lot more violent"
Draco only had a few ideas why they would be changing routines. One being that they acted on their own. Two someone has disturbed the nest which is unlikely and three is the worst possible case, at least Galaxy thinks so. The queen is about to lay an egg.
The only reason he can't see that as a possibility is because there can only be one queen per nest so it laying an egg sounds impossible unless…. He turns and looks down to his brother "Hey bud, what happens when the current queen dies? How is another one chosen?"
He thought over the question trying to think of a way to explain it but its hard to explain but he'll give it a shot "borii jud los unadaan ahst kiindah" that's the easiest way he could put it.
"Then how is one born, if there can only be one queen in each nest?"
"Zu'u honestly dreh ni mindok nuz nii nunon koros mindin sed hundred, oo…" He know understands what his brother was getting at and it wasn't good.
"This is going to be a long couple of months" Draco stated looking up at the stars.