Dragon Music Tales
Tonight We Strike
Summary: Alvin and some of his Outcast troops begin preparations to sail to Berk in search of the Dragon Conqueror.
Post-RoB.
Requested by Martyn.
Alvin the Treacherous was glaring at the map that was carefully spread out on the stone circle that served as a table. This was the long-awaited day that he would finally get what he wanted: revenge on Stoick the Vast.
Last that he heard of him, which was about fifteen years ago, he became a father to a useless runt of a son. But instead of leaving the boy to die, he let him live as the heir of Berk, saying that he will become a great Chief. But neither Stoick nor his puny little son is what he wanted.
He really wanted someone else: the Dragon Conqueror, the man who single-handedly drove the dragons away from Berk. He could be a great ally in Alvin's quest to conquer Berk.
And also, as a sort of little personal, additional goal, Alvin also wanted the son of his most hated rival other than Stoick; Sigfried Iverson, and of the beautiful woman that Alvin loved first, but Sigfried stole her from him long ago and married her; Thora. He had killed the father of the kid, Sigfried, which further added to his treachery, and had received word not too long after that Thora was tragically killed during a dragon raid when she had tried to protect her son. All that he knows about the child was that he's still alive and was adopted by Stoick.
Savage, the captain of his army, then approached him, keeping his distance. "Sir, the ships are ready."
Alvin gave him a twisted smile. "Good. Stoick won't know what hit him." Then, he and Savage started making their way to the docks.
Alvin: When you live with the Outcasts,
It's better to make your own rules.
Ask anyone who lives outside of Berk,
Peace and harmony are for fools!
The other Outcasts began laughing evilly in a little rhythm as little by little, some of them began to follow their Chief.
Outcasts: Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha-a, ha-a!
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha-a, ha-a!
Alvin: We go where we want when we want to,
And we take, yes, we take as we please. (Ha-a, ha-a!)
Not even that Conqueror can stop us!
Savage: Or tell us to stay away!
Outcasts: NO!
Tonight we strike.
Tonight we strike.
No one's safe, so the time is right.
The isle of Berk's gonna feel our bite!
Tonight we strike.
Tonight we strike.
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha-a, ha-a!
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha-a, ha-a!
Alvin: So before their guards are ready
To defend their island from harm, (Ha-a, ha-a!)
We'll make them all feel unsteady.
We'll give them cause for alarm!
Outcasts: Yeah!
Tonight we strike.
Tonight we strike.
No one's safe, so the time is right.
The isle of Berk's gonna feel our bite.
Tonight we strike.
Tonight we strike.
Alvin joined the other Outcasts in their rhythmic laughter as he and Savage climbed aboard the main ship.
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha-a, ha-a!
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha-a, ha-a!
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha-a, ha-a!
"All right, men. Bring it in." Alvin said, gathering the others together. "Here's the plan."
Alvin: While all of the people are in their slumber,
We'll be creeping beneath,
And just like a roaring thunder,
We'll wake them up, armed to the teeth!
The bloodthirsty savages all roared in agreement, loving the plan and ready to fight if needed.
Outcasts: Tonight we strike.
Tonight we strike.
No one's safe so the time is right,
The isle of Berk's gonna feel our bite.
Tonight we strike.
Tonight we strike.
Tonight we strike (Alvin: Tonight, we strike!)
Tonight we strike (Nobody is safe!)
No one's safe so the time is right.
The isle of Berk's gonna feel our bite.
Tonight we strike.
Tonight we strike.
The isle of Berk's gonna feel our bite.
Tonight we strike.
Tonight we strike.
With the conclusion of their proclamation to war, the Outcasts began sailing the way over to Berk. Alvin's eyes gleamed darkly with anticipation. Stoick wouldn't know what hit him before it was too late. And if he doesn't cooperate and bring forth the Dragon Conqueror, he'll be forced to start the killings of innocents; starting with his little runt of a son. And who knows? Maybe he'll even find that little brat of Sigfried's, and then whip him into shape to become a true warrior. After all, every Chief needs an heir.
A/N: ARGH! My version of "Riders of Berk"is taking forever to write down! So to ease your supposed boredom, I decided to post this, and it is a bit shorter than I would like.
I have a guest reviewer, Martyn, to thank for the idea. The song was "Tonight We Strike" from "The Lion Guard: Return of the Roar". It's a really cute and funny short movie. Plus, who doesn't love "The Lion King"?
I was having a bit of trouble figuring out what scene would this song fit in, and I chose when they were leaving for Berk the first time, so Mildew and Fungus are not here right now. But, this doesn't change that the old man eventually will betray Berk. The old rotten piece of garbage.
(shoots an arrow at a picture of him)
Don't forget to leave a review. Also, if my anxiety doesn't get the best of me, my version of "Riders of Berk" will be coming soon. If it does overwhelm me, I'll post a different story or another chapter of this.
Don't get mad at me! Maybe the first chapter will be ready in the next couple of weeks. If not, it will be something else.
Got to fly! (quickly does so to escape possible angry readers)