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Now, on with the story.
The Night Fury Part 3
The scene started with a large drawer being pulled open, with a view from the inside. It was then shown to be in the morgue and both Thuggory and the Night Fury were inspecting the body of the now dead Commissioner Savage.
"He waited for him, at the gym." Thuggory said looking at his old partner sadly. "Pete always liked to work out late at night when no one else was around."
Many grimaced at glimpsing at the dead body.
"Why did they put the body in a place like that?" Aemond asked curiously.
"It's called a morgue," replied Helen. "It's needed for storing bodies of people who died of unnatural causes for study to find out how they died."
The Night Fury studied the dead man's scarred face and then noticed a small mark on his neck. "There's a needle mark on his neck." he pointed out.
"Eh? What's that for?"
"Yeah, injected him with arsenic," Thuggory replied.
"That doesn't narrow it down, mate."
"Rat poison," stated the Dragon.
"Oh, okay then."
"Wait, why rat poison?"
"Must be something deadly for people."
"But he was trapped with rats, why kill him with rat poison?"
"I don't know, I ain't the murder."
"Yeah, that seems to be his theme here," replied the cop as he turned around and walked over to where the rat maze contraption was placed on the table. "Look at this thing." Thuggory said in a mix of disgust and anger.
Eerie music plays as the Night Fury walks over to the table and stands on the left of Thuggory. "It's a maze," he observed as he stared at the contraption. He then takes out a UV flashlight and shines it on the maze.
"Yeah, we can see that, Useless," Snotlout rolled his eyes in exasperation while the Thorston Twins snickered mockingly to Hiccup who ignored him. Those around him, the Targaryen sisters, Jack and the young daughters of royalty glared at the Jorgenson and the twins.
"What kind of demented son of a bitch does this to a person?" Thuggory asked in disgust.
"Good question," Astrid muttered.
The Night Fury notices something else. "More symbols." he says and the Audience see what he means. Symbols written on the glass in invisible ink. "It's another cipher."
"Oh great, what does this one say?" Rheana said sarcastically.
Hiccup narrowed his eyes and did his best to rewrite the symbols he could see in his journal.
"He blasted these out after his message went viral," Thuggory declared as he shows the dragon themed vigilante pictures of the late commissioner meeting with a shady character and entering and exiting the Iceberg Lounge. "Bastard murders you and your reputation."
"That guy pushes drops." The Night Fury said in recognition. "On the east end."
"Oi, first the mayor and now the dead commissioner," North muttered to the other Guardians. "And he's ruined their reputations as well."
"It doesn't really make sense for him to do that last bit," Bunnymund said in thought.
Thuggory glanced up to him and back to the photos. "I don't get it," he shakes his head. "Why would Pete get involved in something like this?" he asked, looking to the Night Fury.
"Looks like he got greedy," the Night Fury replied in an apathetic tone.
"You kidding me?" Thug said in disbelief. "After everything we did to take down the Bludvists? We busted their entire operation, then he caves to some lowlife dealer?"
"Maybe he's not who you thought," the Fury said impassively. Thuggory looks up to him with a pointed look. "You make it sound like he had it coming."
The Night Fury looks back to the maze and spoke apathetically. "He was a cop. Crossed a line."
"Well, you could have at least sounded sympathetic for Thug," Anna muttered.
Rapunzel nodded. "He just lost a friend."
Then he noticed what looked like a button on the bottom of the maze. He reached down to press it and a small compartment opened up. He pulled it open and pulled out its contents. It was another letter envelope with the same address as the one with the Mayor Murder scene.
To The Night Fury
"Well, that was convenient," stated Daemon, narrowing his eyes. Why was the Riddler sending these messages out to Hiccup's counterpart?
The aforementioned vigilante glances to Thug before picking up the envelope, clicking off his flashlight and opened it up to reveal another gift card. This one had a cartoonish looking mad scientist running a chemical experiment on the front. "I'm mad about you, want to know who I am? Just look inside and see." the Night Fury read the message on the front before he opens the card.
BUT WAIT. . .
The card read, the inside colored red with black eyes drawn in ink.
I cannot tell you. It might spoil the CHEMISTRY!
Down below was another message. "Follow the maze until you find the rat." the Night Fury continued to read. "Bring him into the light and you'll find where I'm at."
"Follow the maze," Hiccup muttered as he was writing.
"Find the rat," Hiro added thoughtfully.
"Bring him into the light," Jack pushed his hair back.
"And you'll find where I'm at." Elsa rubbed her chin.
"The Hell is that?" Thuggory asked in confusion and repeats the last part of the riddle. "'Bring him into the light"?"Find the rat"?"
"I don't know," Night Fury admitted as he closed the card.
Just then Officer Martinez stepped down the stairs leading to the morgue. "Lieutenant," he said to Thuggory. He points up the stairs. "They're coming back."
"They?" Stoick asked.
"Most likely the other cops or the press," Wilbur replied from where he sat. "Both of which wouldn't be good for the vigilante. On one hand, the reporters would be pushy and nosey. On the other, the cops won't like the Night Fury interferring with their 'work'."
"At least that officer was nice enough to keep an eye out for Thuggory and Hiccup," Penny said. "And he's the same one who called the Night Fury a freak."
"He's probably doing it because Thuggory asked him to," Violet said in thought.
Thug turns to the Night Fury. "We got to get out of here." The vigilante doesn't acknowledge him and glances at the envelope and the eerie music rises as the Night Fury stares at the address of the envelope.
To The Night Fury
"Come on," Thuggory urged the vigilante.
(This is the deleted scene.)
The Audience hears the buzzer ringing and then they see a man in an Arkham prison suit and the door behind him closes. His back is to the Audience but they see that his hair is dyed green and in tuffs with burn scars on the back of his head.
"I want to feel bad for him," Mittens said to Bolt and Rhino. "But I'm getting a gut feeling that the guy is dangerous."
"I hear ya," Bolt replied, his ears flattening and Rhino nodded in agreement.
Many grimaced and winced at the sight of the man's scars.
"Odin above," muttered Stoick. "What happened to that man?"
Gojira contemplated answering before shrugging. "He fell in a tank of acid."
Many of the Vikings winced in sympathy as they recalled the warriors that have been on the receiving end of Changewing acid attacks.
The Night Fury is shown standing in front of the man's detention cell. He didn't particularly want to be speaking to this dangerous criminal. It was very challenging and difficult to capture the Joker. But his perspective may shed some light on the Riddler's case. The dragon themed vigilante moves forward and puts a pack of files in the slot on his side of the table between them and pushes a lever that pushes the files to the other side of the glass.
The Joker stares at the Night Fury before he moves forward and sits down at the table. He looks at the files. "Oh, a present," he said, looking up at the Night Fury. "It's our anniversary, isn't it?"
"Anniversary?" repeated most of the Audience.
"They've met before," explained Gojira. "That's what the Joker is implying."
"The Joker?" repeated Snotlout with a laugh. "What kind of a name is that?"
"What kind of name is SNOTlout?" Gojira retorted.
"Not the most outlandish name for a villain," Bob muttered to Helen who nodded in agreement. They have met villains with outlandish names.
"Not to mention, ignoring the scars, it looks like he has clown makeup on." She replied.
"There's a serial killer," the Night Fury replied impassively, not acknowledging the mad clown's question. "I want your perspective."
The Joker looked at the files before him. "Our first anniversary is paper," he mused. He reached his burnt scarred hands to the files and began to caress the packet. "What makes you think I come so cheap?"
"Wait a minute," Hiccup froze upon hearing the Joker speaking again. "Dagur?!"
"You called?" Dagur shouted from his seat in the villains' balcony.
"Not you, the Joker on the screen," Hiccup clarified. "That's Dagur."
"Good catch, Hiccup," Gojira said with an impressed tone in his rumble. "You are correct. Dagur is The Joker, the Deranged Clown Prince of Crime."
"Ooh, I'm very interested," Dagur said with a maniac grin.
"Why is he speaking with him if he's a criminal?" Stoick asked.
"It's not that uncommon to go to criminals that are similar to the ones you're after." Danerys explained. "Their perspective can shed some light on things."
"I thought you'd be curious," the Night Fury remarked.
The Joker tilts his head. "You think I get off on this stuff?"
The Night Fury remains expressionless. "Don't you?"
The Joker looks back at the files and sits down. "You got pictures." He looks back and forth between the dragon themed vigilante and the files and begins to giggle. "Hehehehehehehehe-hahaha!" He flips the files.
"I can see Dagur acting like this," Camicazi whispered.
"With the name Deranged, yeah, a crazy clown, whatever that is, is fitting." Thuggory remarked.
"His violence. . . so baroque." He moves his burnt hands down the pictures of the late commissioner's face. He then looks at the photos of the Riddler's riddles and cyphers. "He loves his puzzles, doesn't he?" he asked out loud. "So meticulous. Like he's been planning this his whole life."
He smiles up at the Night Fury. "I know who he is~!"
"Well, that was quick," Wasabi remarked.
"Something tells me it's not going to be that easy," Wilbur shook his head.
The Night Fury narrowed his green eyes. "Who? Who is he?"
"He's a nobody, wants to be somebody," the Joker replied. "The mayor, the commissioner. Yeah, he's got ambition."
"You think his motives are political?" the Night Fury asked. The Joker shook his head. "Oh no, no, no. This is very personal." he replied. "He feels these people have all wronged him. Probably goes way back. Unhealed wounds, stolen lunch money."
"Stolen lunch money?" Anna repeated.
"Sounds like the Riddler isn't the only one who speaks in riddles." Elsa said to her sister.
"Why's he writing to me?" asked Night Fury. It was a long shot that this criminal would know the real answer but it didn't hear from another perspective.
"Maybe he's a fan of yours?" the Joker shrugged. "Or maybe he's got a grudge against you too. Maybe you're the main course. Any theories?"
"Not yet," admitted the Night Fury.
"Really?" the Joker smiled mockingly. "You're normally so ahead of the curve." He remarked. Then he looks at the Fury. "But something is different this time. This is very upsetting to you."
"What's that supposed to mean?" Laena asked.
"Oh, just another nickname for the Night Fury." Gojira replied. "The World's Greatest Detective since he always solves cases before others can."
"Really?" Baela asked with a raised eyebrow. "Interesting."
"Let's get back to him," the Night Fury said stiffly.
"Why? You are so much more fun!" declared the Joker.
"I'm not here to talk about me." replied Night Fury.
"What are you here to talk about?" Joker remarked.
"I want to know how he thinks." Night Fury stated.
"You know exactly what he thinks." the Joker replied. "Have you read this file? You two have so much in common." His scarred and burned lips curled upward. "Masked avengers, huh? 'Cept he's even more righteous."
Many of the Audience looked back and forth between the exchange of the Night Fury and the Joker like it was a tennis match especially the screen switched from focusing on Night Fury to the Joker.
"I don't know why, but I want see these two interact more," Leana said to Daemon.
The Night Fury clenched his fists under his cape. "Aww, you afraid he makes you look soft?" the Joker mocked before he begins to laugh maniacally. "Hehehehehe-HEHEHEHEHEHE-HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"
The laughter unnerved most of the younger Audience members, Jack-Jack letting out a few whimpers, prompting his mother to turn him away from the screen. Even the young princess, Anna and Rapunzel being a prime example, were very unsettled by the Joker's laugh.
"You're wasting my time," Night Fury said in annoyance and he turns to walk out of the room and pressed the button to unlock the door. The Joker gets his laughter under control. "Okay, okay! I'll tell you what I really think." he said to the dragon themed vigilante. When the Fury doesn't move, the Joker looks at him intently through the glass. "I think you don't really care about his motives, whether he loves or hates you." he declared. "I think somewhere, deep down, you're just terrified. 'Cause you're not sure he's wrong, huh?"
His scarred lips is now the main focus on the screen to the Audience as well as his yellow teeth. "You think they deserved it! Hehehe-HEHEHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"
". . . I mean, those guys were corrupt," Jack said uncertain how to feel.
"I guess he's not an executioner," Hiccup muttered with a shrug.
The Night Fury stiffens and then the door opens before him with a buzz and he walks out of the room as the Joker's laugh continues as the door closes behind him. "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"
(Deleted scene over.)
The scene changes and the Audience sees a close up of Camicazi's eyes as she puts the Night Fury's secret camera contact lens on her own eyes. Pretty impressive feat, considering her nails are sharpened to appear like claws. "Ow!" she hisses in discomfort and blinks and rubs her eyes. "I don't know about these things."
The Camicazi in the Audience felt the same discomfort as her counterpart on screen at seeing the contact lens being placed on her eyes.
"I need to see in there," the Night Fury said sternly as he looks to the screen of his small monitors that he brought with him to the abandoned restaurant across the street from the Iceberg Lounge. "This hunting ground."
"Well, it better be worth it," Cami muttered.
"I'm sure it will be fine." Hiccup said to her with a reassuring smile.
Camicazi was shown with a pink haired wig and a black trench coat. She stops rubbing her eyes and glances at her dragon themed vigilante partner while chewing on some gum. "Hey, why am I starting to feel like a fish on a hook?" she asked, suspicious that she may be used as an expendable pawn. "I'm just looking for Annika."
The Night Fury seems to ignore her as he adjusts some screen panels around his small station. Camicazi scoffs a bit at his non response attitude. "Boy, you're a real sweetheart." she said sarcastically. "You really don't care what happens to me in there tonight, do you?"
"Ouch," Hiccup remarked.
"I'm sure she doesn't mean it," Cami said playfully.
Gentle music begins to play as the Night Fury turns around to face her. He walks over to where she sat. "Look at me," he said softly and Camicazi looks up to him, eyes widening in surprise at how close he is. The Fury gently tilts her head up and stares into her eyes, leaning forward as she leans back in surprise before he pulls back and says, "Looks good."
Both Hiccup and Cami blushed a little at the exchange while Thuggory and the Targaryen sisters looked at the two of them with teasing expressions.
Astrid frowned a little bit at the exchange before shaking her head. Who Hiccup spends his time with doesn't matter to her.
Both Stoick, Gobber, Daemon and Laena rose an eyebrow at the interaction as did Bertha and Valka next to Cloudjumper.
Toothless titled his head in curiosity.
Camicazi blinked before realizing that he was just looking at how the secret camera contact lens was holding up on her eyes. He then holds up a small object that holds a small Comm link. "Here."
Cami stared down at it before glancing back up at him who stared back at her. Rolling her eyes and sighing, she held her hand out to him and he gave her the Comm link. She puts it in her ear and then walks to the exit of the abandoned resturaunt.
"Good luck," Hiccup muttered, still blushing from the brief exchange.
"I'm not going to need it," Camicazi said confidently.
Upbeat club music plays on the speakers of the Iceberg Lounge as Camicazi walks through the dancing crowd confidently, her trench coat discarded and now wearing a black leather corset with her black leather thigh high-high heeled boots and not blinking her eyes.
With the Night Fury, the monitor screen starts to glitch and the audio goes static. The Dragon adjusts some knobs on his console to fix the problem, tapping on some screens while the static continues.
Cami now walks in a darken hallway that leads into the dressing room for the bar maids and dancing girls, passing two of which wore large headdresses that imitated sun rays as they applied some makeup.
Many of the Audience couldn't help tapping their feet/fingers at the beat of the music playing from the screen. Though, most of the adults of royalty were more reserved, Otto and Alicent were the most reserved.
"Well, it looks like she's doing a good job of not blinking," Heather said in an impressed tone.
"More than the Twins," Baela said to her, tilting her head to the mentioned Viking twins.
The Fury manages to fix the static and the camera feedback clears up. "I got you. Can you hear me?" he asked.
". . . Yeah," Camicazi replies, walking past more bar girls who seem to ignore her as she walks down the hall before approaching Gruffnut who stands next to an elevator.
"Hey, where are you going?" he asked gruffly.
Camicazi holds up a black card. "Hospitality," she replied simply.
"What's that?" asked Fishlegs.
"It's a credit card, from the looks of it," Hiro stated. He sees the confused look from Fishlegs and a handful of other Audience members from the Viking Age looking at him with expressions telling him that they want to know more. "Uh, I could explain later." he shrugged.
Gruffnut grabs the card while the Night Fury recognizes the bouncer. "That's one of the guys I go into it with the other night," he notes in Cami's earpiece. "Looks like I broke his nose." he adds.
Tuffnut and Ruffnut laughed at the sight of their cousin with a broken nose as did Snotlout. It was a good thing for the Thorston relative to not be in the theater, he would be embarrassed right now. A few did chuckle or snicker at the Night Fury's deadpan tone.
Gruffnut swipes the card at a panel and the elevator opens up for Cami to walk in. She turns around to face Gruffnut and the Night Fury's computer identifies him by focusing on his face.
"Thorston, Gruffnut." the Night Fury read the ID shown on the screen and saw something else. BCPD, which meant, "He's an off-duty cop."
"Hmm, noted." Hiccup remarked as he wrote it down in his notebook.
Bob and Helen frowned. They rarely met dirty cops back when they weren't retired but they didn't have the most pleasant interactions. Especially when it came to what the dirty cops did when they were off duty.
The doors close and Cami lowers her gaze to the floor before turning her head to the side as if turning to look at her dragon themed vigilante partner. "Are you sure no one can see these things in my eyes?" she asked uncertainly.
"Don't worry," the Night Fury dismissed her concern. "I'm watching you."
"I mean, if people did see them, I think they'd just dismiss it as normal contact lens," Penny shrugged.
"You mean people in the future actually put those things on their eyes, why?" Stoick asked.
"It usually helps people with poor eyesight see better," Violet explained.
"Huh. I think some of us could use that," Stoick mused, stroking his beard in thought.
Camicazi sighs in response before straightening herself as the elevator arrived at 44 Below, the club within the club.
Techno music is playing now over indistinct chatter as Camicazi walks through the dark room. She then glances to the people sitting down, the camera trying to focus on the people within view but the men looking over to Cami are not making eye contact and that meant that they couldn't be identified.
Cami glanced away and Night Fury spoke to her again. "Don't look away." he said. "I need time to make IDs."
Camicazi rolled her eyes in response. "Great." She follows his instructions, offering the men a seductive smile. The computer begins to identify them upon seeing their face.
Bergman, Keith. Berk City Council.
Becker, Collin. State Senate.
Svendsyen, Patrick. Bank of Berk.
This flew over most of the Vikings, but those from the modern era were surprised by seeing the IDs of the people in the club.
"These guys have a little problem with eye contact, don't they?" the Night Fury remarked dryly.
"Feels good, doesn't it?" Camicazi replied in the same dry tone.
A man watches her walk by and looks her up and down. "Yeah, baby. Feels real good." he said in a drunken tone.
Most of the women rolled their eyes.
Camicazi ignored him and kept walking, going to where a woman was pole dancing before a crowd of men under a flashing spotlight. Cami glanced to their direction before looking away to the customers around her. Her gaze then lands on a group of people at a table eating the drug laced gummy candy.
"Jesus, I hate dropheads," she muttered.
"Really?" remarked Night Fury. "'Cause when I first saw you, it looked like you were dealing for the Penguin."
"You don't know what you're talking about." Camicazi said defensively. "Can we not. . ." she pauses as she realizes that she spoke too loud and got some glances to her direction. "Can we not do this right now?" she whispered before smiling at a man sitting at a table with a group of men and a bar lady by his side. He glances up to her and she looks away.
"I mean, he does have a point, but we don't know Cami's side of things," Dash said with a shrug. "We saw those bills and whatnot, she could be trying to get by in life."
A few opened their mouths to argue before pausing and realized that he had a point. They may not understand drops completely other than being some form of addictive drugs and that they were bad for the people of the modern era on the screen, but they also didn't understand Camicazi's side of things.
"Wait, who was that?" Night Fury asked, his computer didn't compute in time.
"Oh, I saw him," Cami replied, not wanting to look back.
"Look back." instructed Night Fury.
"If I look back, it's gonna be a whole can of worms," Cami shook her head.
"Huh? What?" Many Vikings expressed their confusion upon hearing that phrase.
"A figure of speech that means a problem you don't want to deal with," Wilbur explained.
"I need to see his face," Night Fury said sternly.
Camicazi sighs quietly and muttered, "Jesus." Slowly, she glances back to the man in a nervous way and offered a seductive smile.
The man stares at her a bit dumbfounded before standing up. It was enough time for the feedback to be analyzed. Coulson, Gilbert. Berk City DA.
"That's the DA. Gil Coulson." Night Fury said in recognition.
"DA?" repeated Fishlegs in confusion.
"Defense attorney," explained Penny. "They usually defend those accused of crime among other things."
"And he's hanging out at a place known for criminals," Hiro pointed out with a frown.
"And he's coming over," drawled Camicazi as she looks away with an annoyed expression. "You happy?"
"Talk to him." was the Fury's response.
"Okay, okay," Cami said playfully. "Mr. Bossy."
"Please and thank you," Hiccup said with a cheeky grin.
Cami sighed again before schooling her expression and she turns to Gil who approached her with a nervous smile. "Hey. How you doing?" he asked in a flirting tone.
"Hi," Camicazi greeted, getting a nod in response. "I'm Gil." he says to her. She squints her eyes in false recognition, deciding to use the Fury's information for her own way. "Hey, aren't you the DA?"
"Yeah," Gil nods.
"Wow." Cami forces a chuckle with a smile. "I've seen you on TV."
"Is that right?" Gil asked with a smile before he leans forward, looking nervous and worried about something. "I haven't seen you around here before. I-It's Hell of a time to be the new girl 'cause people are all a little on edge." he said in a warning tone to her.
Many were taken aback by Gil's change in tone and a few of them grew suspicious about what he was talking about and what he knew.
The Audience see the Night Fury's eyes narrow a little while Cami replies in a seductive tone, "Oh, honey. I live on the edge."
Thuggory and Hiccup rolled their eyes, half exaggerated and half playful. That sounded like Camicazi alright.
Said Bog Burglar nodded in agreement with her onscreen counterpart with a grin. She lives on the edge.
"Is that right?" Gil repeats while Cami is heard chuckling in amusement. "I like that."
Gil points over to his table. "Do you want to come over?"
"Sure," Cami said with a smile. When she approaches the table, Fury's computer identified the people at the table while Gil introduced one of them. "This is Travis."
"Hey." the man said simply.
Keller, Glen (SO BC)
Cromwell, Travis. (SO BC)
"You want to take a seat over there?" Gil's voice asked as Night Fury was shown looking at the other monitors that showed the IDs of the other men at the table. Gil continued to gesture to each of his friends. "Richie, Glen."
"Hey," Richie's voice greeted before the screen identified him as Beckett, Richard, (SO BC.) The computer even identified the woman next to him.
Diaz, Carla. (Affiliation unknown.)
"That's half the DA office," Night Fury muttered in disgust. Camicazi had told him that this place had the 'basic upstanding citizens' as customers, but he didn't think it'd be like this.
"Damn, just. . . damn." Fred declared.
"You could say that again," Go Go stated. "The corruption here is crazy." Wasabi shook his head.
"Damn, just damn."
"You know Carla here, huh?" Gil gestured to the woman who offered him a smile.
Camicazi gave a short wave before sitting down and Gil gestured to another woman. "That's Cherri. Just taking a break." he said as he sat down. "Drowning our sorrows."
He holds a small tray. "You want a drop?" he asked.
Cami glanced down and the Audience see through her/camera lens POV at the tray of gummy candy laced with drugs. "Uh, no. I'm good." Cami said as polite as she could. "But you enjoy."
Gil nodded, not offended. "Hope you don't mind." he said. "I got a lot on my shoulders with that psycho running around." he added.
Night Fury sneered. "He's wasted."
Cami forced a smile in response to the Fury and replied, "No shit!"
"Uh oh," was the general reaction for Camicazi's counterpart.
. . . I said that out loud, didn't I? she thought to herself, keeping her smile on.
"Aye, yes you did, lass," Camicazi's mother sighed, rubbing her head with a worried expression for her daughter on the big screen.
Gil smiled slightly and turned to his friends. "I like this girl," he chuckled.
"Phew," Hiccup sighed. "Crisis averted."
"Crisis averted," repeated Thug and the Targaryen sisters.
"I'll admit, that was a bit close," Camicazi admitted. "But it's a bit thrilling."
"Oh, hey, I like you too!" Camicazi laughed along.
Gil smiles before shaking his head. "I mean, this Riddler, he's going after the most powerful people in the city." he said. "He knows so much."
"He doesn't know shit, man," Travis retorted from where he sat, making Cami glance over to him before looking back to Gil as he replies.
"What are you talking about? Yeah, he does!" the DA said defensively. "What about that rat. . ."
"Hey, hey, hey, Gil!" Richie spoke up. "Think maybe you had a little too much. Slow down."
Night Fury perked up. "Hey. The Rat." he repeats, recalling the Riddler's new riddle. "Ask him about the rat."
Cami dawned a seductive expression as she leans forward and placed her hand on Gil's thigh in a intimate way. "Hey, what's this about a rat?" she asked coyly.
"Well, I guess it was good she came along," Hiccup said with a shrug. "Easier way to find information."
"How did they know about the rat from the riddle?" Aemond asked.
"I mean, they do have these corrupt cops in this place," Rhaenyra said thoughtfully. "That Gruffnut lad must have heard about it from Thuggory and passed it along."
"That sounds like how it's run on Outcast," Savage said in the villains' balcony. "We hear something important, we pass it along."
Inhaling deeply, Gil ran one hand down his face while placing another over Cami's hand. The Night Fury stared at his computer screen intently.
"I mean. . ." Gil leans forward. "There was a rat. We had an informant. We had big-tme information on Drago Bludvist. That's how we got him out of the drops business." he said quietly.
"He's talking about the Bludvist case," the Fury stated out loud.
Those who were making notes, mesmerized the information now given.
"But if this guy knows," Gil points to a random direction as he goes on, his nervousness evident on his face to the Audience via the camera feed. "It's going to come out, and when it does, this whole city's gonna come apart."
"Okay, let's not talk about this," the other bar girl, Carla spoke up from where she sat. "This is the kind of pillow talk that got that Russian girl disappear."
Camicazi perked up and turned to her. "What do you know about that?" she asked firmly.
Carla faltered at the question before forcing a smile to the men at the table. "Does anyone want a drink?"
"I want a drink," Gil told Cherrie and she got up to leave. "Keep him talking," Night Fury said to Camicazi, unaware of the look Camicazi was giving Carla. Cami rose to her feet hardly a second later and walked after her.
"Wait, where are you going?" Night Fury asked.
"She knows Annika," Cami whispered to the dragon themed vigilante.
"No, stay on the DA," Night Fury ordered.
"I told you, I'm looking for my friend," Cami snapped before she reached forward and grabbed Carla's arm and made her turn to her. "Where's Annika?" she demanded.
"I do understand her, but maybe could have waited until later," Astrid said.
"Well, when you have a friend you care deeply about, Astrid," Hiccup spoke to her. "You'll understand where she's coming from."
Astrid blinked in surprise at that remark.
"Out of my face," Cherrie retorted. "I don't know you."
"Yeah," Camicazi agreed, not letting go of Carla's arm. "But you know her. Who took her? What have you heard? Is she okay?"
"Jesus Christ, keep your voice down." Carla snapped, the Audience seeing through the camera-contact lens footage. "What, you got a death wish?"
"Well, she seems nervous to say anything," Rhaenys pointed out.
"Hey, what's the problem, ladies?" asked a man out of view of the Audience. Cami's eyes widened and she let go of Carla who turned around to face the men who noticed their interaction.
"I'm sure that's why," Laenor remarked.
"There's no problem," Carla said as Camicazi looked to the ground and hesitantly looked at the men. "It's just girl talk."
"Let's keep it festive down here, all right?" suggested the Savage Penguin, now shown through the Night Fury's monitor screen.
"Sure thing, Sav," Carla said, walking away. Savage walks out of view and the other man approaches Camicazi. The Audience have a better look of him on Fury's monitor. He wore a dark gray dress suit with dark sunglasses over his eyes, graying black hair and beard with pale skin. His ID is shown.
Falcone, Alvin (Falcone Crime Syndicate)
"Oh, that's ain't good." Bucket said in concern. Even he knew how dangerous the leader of the Outcasts were.
"Well, it's bloody time I showed up." Alvin cackled in his seat.
"Hey," Alvin said to Camicazi.
"Hey," Camicazi greeted, looking up at the mafia boss nervously.
"Been a long time since I seen you down here," Alvin said, raising a hand to caress the right side of her jaw. "How have you been?"
Cami looked like she wanted to pull away from his hand before answering. "Yeah, I've been okay." she said.
The Fury narrowed his eyes as he watched the interaction. "I was just. . . I was just headed back upstairs." Cami said nervously. Alvin now caressed the side of her face. "Well, don't be a stranger." With that said, he walks away.
Bertha glared, she could see that her daughter's counterpart did not want to be close to the man onscreen and her own protective instincts were flaring at seeing Alvin touching her daughter like that. Everyone else was both uncomfortable and confused by the interaction between Alvin and Camicazi.
"Wait, do they know each other?"
"I know she said that she sees the people that come and go in this club, but that exchange felt like they spoke to one another in the past."
"I want answers!"
Once he's out of view, Camicazi released a heavy breath before walking away. The Audience see Gil Colson walking out of the crowd and watches Cami walking away.
The scene changed to show Camicazi walking into a bathroom, she placed her hands on the counter and let out a shuddering breath.
"You know Alvin Falcone," Night Fury said.
"I told you it's a mob spot," Cami said, trying to sound dismissive and nonchalant.
"You didn't say you had a relationship with him."
The Dragon's monitor showed Cami looking at the mirror with a glare. "I don't have a relationship with him, okay?" she said defensively.
"Okay, okay, touchy," Hiccup remarked dryly. But inwardly, he could tell his friend on the screen was disturbed by her brief interaction and to be fair, so was he.
"Well, that's not what it looked like," Night Fury retorted.
Camicazi then sighs. "Forget it," she said, leaning forward to the mirror and reaching up to her eye.
"Wait, what are you doing?" Night Fury asked.
"Listen, I can't do this anymore." Cami said, the screen glitches as she pulls the camera contact lens off her eye.
"No! No!" Fury protested but it was too late. He was now disconnected with Camicazi.
"That went well," Thuggory stated sarcastically.
"Better than how Snotlout tries to flirt with the girls," Hiccup said in agreement.
The scene changed to show the perspective of the inside of a car parked outside of the Iceberg Lounge. Camicazi is seen walking out of the Lounge with a black coat covering her upper body. She waved a hand to the passing cabs. "Taxi! Taxi!" she called out.
Heavy breathing is heard from inside the car and the Audience see a blurry glimpse of the Riddler inside the car.
Upon hearing the heavy breathing, most of the Audience, save for the villains, tensed and were on the edge, now preparing themselves for whatever the Riddler was going to do.
Gil Coulson walks out of the Iceberg Lounge. "Hey!" he said to Cami who glanced at him briefly before looking back out at the street for a cab.
"I lost you in there," Gil said.
"Yeah, I got to go," Camicazi said bluntly, looking around to see if her dragon themed acquaintance was nearby, not wanting to deal with him or the drunk DA.
"Oh, you need a ride?" Gil asked, pulling out his keys. He points to a car nearby. "That's me right there." Based on how the screen changes to the Riddler's hiding spot, Gil's car is the one with the Riddler inside.
"Oh no, she should not ride with him," Honey Lemon said.
"Both because of the killer is in his car and that the guy is drunk and drugged," Wasabi pointed out. "You should not drive while drunk or wasted. It's not safe."
Gojira glanced over to Prince Aegon II, knowing he was going to do almost the exact same thing during The Dance of The Dragons.
Eerie music plays in sync with the Riddler's heavy breathing as the masked serial killer hides from the DA and bar girl's view.
Cami glances at Gil, sees that the man is drunk and called out, "Taxi!" Making her answer clear to Gil with adding, "I'm good." With that she walks away to the cab that stopped for her.
Gil looks a bit rejected. ". . . I hope, uh. . . I'll see you around." he said as the Audience heard the cab door closing.
Cami grimaced a bit in sympathy. "Well, at least she's dodging a bullet or whatever the Riddler's got as a weapon this time." she muttered.
The eerie music continues to play as the Riddler watches Gil before lowering out of view. After a moment of standing, Gil makes his way to his car, unaware that he's walking towards the serial killer. He unlocks the car and gets inside. As he notices that his windows are fogged up and wipes his hand down on the windshield, the Audience see the Riddler rising up behind him.
"Well, this ain't gonna be pretty," Merida muttered as her mother covered the eyes of two of her brothers and her father did the same for the other.
Gil looked to the passenger seat and noticed that his seat's head rest was there. Confused, because he didn't pull it out he turns around and comes face to face with the heavy breathing Riddler who whacks him on the head with the same murder weapon he had before. Gil let out a grunt of pain before he's whacked in the head again.
The view changes to an overhead shot just as the subway train passes over the parked car that shakes, most likely from the struggle inside. When the train is gone, the view changes back inside where the Audience see Gil resting his bleeding head on the steering wheel, unintentionally honking the car horn continuously.
"Oh well, at least we're not seeing it this time," Jack said with a shrug as he winced and imagined what was happening inside the car.
Behind him, the Riddler pulls the DA away from the horn and then pulls out his roll of duct tape. Gil lets out a weak groan, revealing to the Audience that he is still alive. The Riddler rips out a big piece of tape and placed it over Gil's mouth. When Gil lets out a weak grunt, the Riddler shushes him.
Then Riddler pulls out what looked like a metal collar. "Just hold still," the Riddler said to Gil before he places the collar on the man's neck. Once it begins to lock into place, Gil reaches at it, as if in protest before two lights flash rhythmically on the collar a low beeping noise was heard. Riddler breathes heavily and raspily as he pulls out another piece of tape.
The eerie music continues as the view changes to the outside of the car past the sea wall.
"I am both concerned and worried with a bit curious to what that is," Hiccup stated.
"I think it's a bomb." Jack said.
"Ah, okay then. Curious no more." Hiccup remarked.
Jack rose an eyebrow. "You're not going to ask about what a bomb is?"
"I have the Throstons to thank for granting me the knowledge needed." Hiccup replied in a snarky tone.
The scene changes to show a police car driving to an abandoned Berk Renewal construction site. Wistful music plays as the Audience see that the driver is Thuggory Meathead who gets into an elevator that takes him to one of the higher levels where the Fury Signal stands. Just as he turns it off, the Night Fury speaks to him, "What do you know about a confidential informant in the Bludvist case?" as he steps out of the shadows next to Thug.
Many jumped or jolted in surprise. They didn't expect the Night Fury to walk out of the shadows like so.
Hiccup chuckled, amused that his counterpart seems to follow the actual Night Fury's footsteps.
Unlike the Audience, Thuggory didn't bat an eye of his vigilante ally appearing out of the shadows. Clearly, he had gotten used to the act. "Yeah, sure, there was." he replied, looking at the Night Fury to elaborate.
"That's the rat we're looking for," the dragon themed vigilante explained. "Somehow Riddler knows who he is. If we find the rat, maybe it'll lead us to him."
"How do you know for certain?" Astrid asked.
"I mean, that is what the Riddler said in the riddle," Hiccup replied with a shrug. He opens his notebook to the page he had written that riddle from the maze. "Find the Rat. Bring him into the light and you'll find where I'm at."
Astrid rose an eyebrow honestly impressed that his note taking had come in handy.
"Where are you getting this?" Thug asked.
"I have a source who spoke to the DA tonight," Night Fury answered, looking away to the side. "Gil's very nervous. I think the killer's targeting people close to that case."
"I worked that case," Thug said, now a bit concerned for himself.
"Oh no," Baymax declared.
"Oh no, indeed," Hiccup, Cami and the Targaryen sisters said in concern for the counterpart of their friend.
"Riddler's not after you." the Night Fury reassured him.
"How do you know?" Thuggory asked.
"You're not corrupt."
"Thanks, Hic." Thug said, giving Hiccup a bump of the shoulder.
"No problem, Thug." Hiccup smirked.
Thug stared at the dragon themed vigilante before asking, "Colson's dirty?" At Night Fury's silent glance at him, he continues, "Maybe I, uh. . . I go after him. Lean on him to give up the rat."
"It's too dangerous," Night Fury said. "They made a secret deal with this guy. Who knows how many people it touches. Politicians. Police. The courts." he went on. "It could tear the whole city apart."
"Jesus, this is a powder keg," Thug said as he looked out to the city of Berk.
"And Riddler's the match," Night Fury added, looking out to the city as well.
"Well, I guess we have to wait for the Riddler's next move," Hiccup said with a shrug.
"And it has something to do with Colson." Daemon said. "Which I can guess, it won't be good."
The scene changes again back to the Dragon Cave. "You know Alvin Falcone," Night Fury's voice said in the video. "I told you it's a mob spot." Camicazi Bog's voice replied.
The Audience see a glimpse of car engine parts on a table as the video continues. "You didn't tell me you had a relationship with him."
"I don't have a relationship with him, okay?" Cami said defensively. The tape is rewinded to the beginning and middle of the conversation as Hiccup is seen wearing a black dress suit and shoes, his grease paint removed and his hair brushed.
"Pretty," remarked Gobber and Hiccup paused the video and turned to his butler. Gobber walks forward with his cane. "She a new friend of yours?"
"I'm not so sure," Hiccup replied after turning away.
"Well I think I could use another friend," Hiccup said dryly, glancing at Baela and her family before flicking his gaze to Camicazi and then to the ceiling.
The Targaryens looked at Camicazi and then up to the roof and back at Hiccup. Understanding what he was planning, they nodded their heads at him in support.
Gobber looked at Cami's glaring face on the monitor screen. "Looks like you upset her," he remarked teasingly. Hiccup gives him a dry look before looking away. Gobber then noticed how the young man was dressed. "Shall I take this as a good sign?"
"What?" Hiccup asked.
"Your attire. Is Hiccup Haddock making an actual appearance?" Gobber asked.
"He does look good dressed like that," Baela remarked.
"But why is he dressed like that?" Rheana asked.
Gojira pointed to the screen.
"There's a public memorial for Mayor Larvson," Hiccup explained, not taking his eyes off the screen. "Serial killers like to follow reactions to their crimes. Riddler might not be able to resist."
"Oh, okay then." Rheana nodded her head.
Daemon and Leana frowned a little as they caught on the implication that Hiccup rarely went out in public compared to the Hiccup next to them.
"Oh, that reminds me," Gobber said, moving his cane aside and pulling out a print out of the Riddler's latest riddle and cipher. "I've taken the liberty of doing a little work on this latest cipher. The one from the rat maze."
Hiccup turns to him, intrigued. "I'm afraid his Spanish is not perfect, but I'm fairly certain this translates to, 'You are el Rata Alada.'" Gobber explained, giving Hiccup the photo.
"Rata Alada?" Hiccup repeated before furrowing his brow at Gobber. "Rat with wings?"
"Like Terrible Terrors?" Gobber asked.
"That's one way to say it," Gojira remarked.
"It's slang for "pigeon." Does that mean anything to you?" Gobber asked with a shrug.
"A pigeon? What's that?" Fishlegs asked.
"Exactly what the slang implies," Hiro replied. "Birds with the personality of rats."
"They're not bad," Bolt said next to Mittens.
"Bolt, the pigeons we met weren't entirely helpful," retorted the cat.
"Yeah. A stool pigeon." Hiccup responded.
"Okay. . . that's not really narrowing it down," Daemon said.
Hiccup shrugged in response.
Gobber then noticed something missing on Hiccup's attire. "Where are your cufflinks?"
"I couldn't find them," Hiccup replied dismissively.
"Well, you can't go out like that." Gobber said, reaching to take off his own cufflinks and holding them out to Hiccup despite the young man's protest.
"You have to keep up appearances," Gobber said. "You're still a Haddock."
Hiccup noticed that the cufflink had his family symbol, a stylized cursive 'H' and let out an amused scoff. "And what about you? Are you a Haddock?" he asked, showing the cufflink to his butler.
The butler gives him a serious look. "Your father gave them to me." Gobber replied in a firm tone. Hiccup loses his amused smile and looks at the cufflink in his hand as gentle music begins to play.
"Fancy," Hiccup remarked at seeing the cufflink and then he grew a somber expression as he was reminded that his counterpart's parents died and Gobber was all he had in this universe.
The Audience's view is focused on the cufflink on Hiccup's sleeve as they hear people shouting outside of the car, "No more lies! No more lies!" When Hiccup glances out, he and the Audience see crowds of protestors gathering on the sidewalks. Two men each held a cardboard with the symbol of the Riddler and another held a sign saying, 'Our Day of Judgement!"
"No more lies! No more lies!" they all chanted in unison. "No more lies! No more lies!"
Many were taken aback by what they were seeing and hearing on the screen.
"People are supporting the message left by the criminal?!" Queen Iduna exclaimed.
"I mean, he is showing the corruption of the politicians," Rapunzel said with a shrug. "But he is also killing, so I guess they shouldn't really support him."
"Unbelievable," King Agnarr said in disbelief.
A police officer was directing traffic. He sees Hiccup driving. "Mr. Haddock. All right. All right, you're going down straight down there." he directs Hiccup where to drive and park with some hand gestures.
After Hiccup parks his car and gets out, a reporter notices him from out of view of the Audience. "Is that Hiccup Haddock?" This catches the attention of other reporters. "Mr. Haddock! Mr. Haddock! Mr. Haddock!"
"Why are they crowding around him like that?" Stoick asked.
"He's a celebrity," Danerys replied. "Almost everyone would be crowding around celebrities like Hiccup or actors and singers."
Hiccup ignores the masses as he grabs something from his jacket. "Hold it!" a familiar voice said, getting Hiccup to look at the direction he heard the voice. "You good fellas? Good."
It was Savage Cobblepot speaking to two of his thugs and opens the door of the parked car next to him. "We're good, Mr. Falcone." he said.
Hiccup narrows his eyes as melancholy music plays. He and the Audience see Alvin Falcone stepping out of the car. He looks left and right before holding his hand out to someone within the car. Hiccup sees that it was a woman wearing the same black thigh high heel leather boots and dressed in black with a mourning hat with black hair. He narrows his eyes and makes his way to her.
Many were surprised that criminals were going to be attending the funeral, but then again, it was a funeral so there's that.
Hiccup and his friends scrunched their brows. Was that really Cami's counterpart? They knew she had short hair and wore wigs, but she also didn't look comfortable being in close proximity with Alvin Falcone.
Just before he could reach the woman, a bodyguard and Savage stop him. "Hey. Give us a wide berth here, would you, Slick?" Savage asked him.
Both Alvin and the woman turn to look at Hiccup, revealing that it's not Camicazi at all, but the other bar maid Carla.
"Oh, okay. It's not Cami." Hiccup said. "My bad. Thought you were someone else." he said as if speaking for his counterpart's behalf.
Realization hits Hiccup while Alvin recognizes him. "Hey, watch it, fellas." he said to Savage and the bodyguard. "You got the Prince of the City there."
Alvin walks forward to stand before Hiccup. "Some event, huh?" he asked. "Brought out the one guy in the city more reclusive than me."
"Thought you'd never leave the Shoreline," Hiccup remarked dryly without missing a beat. "Aren't you afraid someone'll take a shot at you?"
"Why? 'Cause your father ain't around?" Alvin shot back in amusement. He looks to Cobblepot on his right. "Sav, you know Hiccup Haddock?"
Savage looks at Hiccup in 'mock' surprise. "Wow. Is that right?" he asked.
"His father saved my life," Alvin explained as Hiccup narrowed his eyes. "I got shot in the chest. Right here." he points to his chest. "I couldn't go to no hospital so we showed up on his doorstep. Operated right on the dining room table." He turns to Hiccup. "Kid here, he saw the whole thing, up on the stairs looking down. I remember your face."
Many of the Berkian tribe were surprised at the story, Stoick and Gobber the most surprised.
"What?"
"Is that true?"
"But, Alvin's the enemy!"
"He's a criminal in this world!"
"So why did the chief help him?"
He cocks his head slightly. "You don't think that meant something, he did that?"
Hiccup maintained his pointed look. "It means he took the Hippocratic oath."
"Hippocratic oath," Alvin repeated before smirking. "That's good."
"Huh?"
"What?"
"It's an oath doctors take," Honey Lemon explained. "It means that they are sworn to help everyone who needs it."
"So, Stoick was a healer," Gobber said in thought. He looks to the Haddock man next to him. "Yeah, 'M nah seein' it."
Stoick snorted a little.
"Excuse me." Hiccup made his way through the group as Alvin laughs.
"Ave Maria" is being sung and played by the children choir within the church. Hiccup can hear indistinct radio chatter as he looks up and sees Berk SWAT members on the other levels, ready for anything. Heavy breathing is heard as a man coughs loudly. He glances up at the people on the walkway bridge above him before an announcer speaks on a microphone. "Ladies and gentlemen, thank you all for coming to today's memorial for our beloved mayor, John Larvson Junior. Our program will begin shortly."
"Well, this is a lovely song."
"Aye, and the children are lovely singers."
A young man tried to sneak his way away from the commons and into the line of the upperclass citizens but was caught by a cop that was standing less than ten feet from him. "As a reminder, the family asked that those wishing to honor the mayor's memory consider a donation to the cause most dear to his heart. . ." the announcer continued as Hiccup watches the young man getting escorted by the cop back to the commons side of the divider. "The Berk Renewal Fund, our city's safety net."
"What good's a safety net that doesn't catch anybody?" asked a disgruntled man standing on the other side of Hiccup Haddock. It was Mildew. "Didn't help my daughter when she needed it, I can tell you that." he went on as Hiccup turned his head to look at him.
"Mildew?!"
"GAH! Even in the future, he's still hideous to look at," Gobber said, covering his eyes.
"The guy was just another rich scum-sucker. Got what he deserved." he looks at Hiccup. "Know what I mean?" Hiccup furrows his brow at the man. "Hey, don't I know you?" he asked.
"Hiccup Haddock." The man's attention is brought to a dark skinned woman with black hair. "Why haven't you called me back?"
"Uh oh," Jack said dramatically.
Hiccup looked at Jack with a raised eyebrow. "What?"
"When a woman says that to you, it means you forgot to break up with her." Jack said teasingly.
Hiccup's eyebrows rose and looked at the screen.
"I'm sorry?" Hiccup said in confusion. The Audience sees who the woman is as she holds her hand out. "I'm Bella Rea`l. I'm running for mayor." she introduced herself, shaking Hiccup's hand. "I wouldn't be bothering you here, but your people keep telling me you're unavailable. Will you walk with me?"
The two walk away and Mildew watches them walk away. Hiccup, feeling his gaze turns to look at him as "Ave Maria" continues to be playing and sung by the choir. Mildew holds his look at Hiccup as he leans back into the shadows.
Hiccup turned to glare at the laughing Jack with a deadpan expression. Thuggory, Camicazi laugh as well along with Baela and Rheana.
"Mr. Haddock," Bella said to Hiccup. "Mr. Haddock." Hiccup turns back to her. "You know, you really could be doing more for this city. Your family has a history of philanthropy, but as far as I can tell, you're not doing anything. If I'm elected, I want to change that."
"Well, isn't that what most politicians want the rich to do," Wilbur remarked.
"It's a bit ironic she says that he isn't doing anything, when he's fighting criminals at night." Violet said, imagining the same would be said for her family of superheroes.
The late mayor's family is seen sitting at the front, with some people offering them their condolences. "Thank you," Mrs. Larvson said softly to the man before her, her son Gustave sitting next to her looking down at the ground and the Audience sees Hiccup and Rea'l looking over to them.
"My God," Bella said in sympathy before turning to Hiccup. "I'm gonna go pay my respects. Will you wait for me?" she requested. "I want to continue this conversation." With that she walks over to the family and Hiccup barely nodded. He looks over to the family, his eyes landing on Gustave.
Feeling eyes on him, Gustave lifts his head and turns around and sees Hiccup Haddock looking at him. The two stare at one another, both seemingly saying somethings words can't speak while Bella is heard saying, "I'm so sorry for your loss."
Gustave looks away while his mother says to Bella, "Thank you."
Most of the Audience gave looks of sympathy at the silent exchange between Hiccup and Gustave.
"Excuse me, chief," Thuggory spoke up behind Hiccup, speaking to the chief of police. "Can I talk to you? Gil Colson is missing." Hiccup turns to see the two cops conversing, Officer Martinez standing nearby.
"What?" Mackenzie asked quietly to Thug, not wanting to draw attention, unaware that Hiccup was glancing at their direction and eavesdropping on their conversation.
"He hasn't been heard from since last night," Thug explained.
"Christ, not again," the Chief said in dread. And Martinez notices Hiccup looking at them. "Hey. Mr. Haddock." he waved with a friendly smile. The other two men look at the young billionaire who looks away but he continues to listen to their conversation.
"You got people looking for him, Thug?" the Chief asked Thuggory.
"Sent a couple guys to his house. Nothing," replied Thuggory.
"What'd his wife say?"
"She hadn't heard from him."
Suddenly, people are heard screaming outside the church, causing most of the people inside to look towards the door. Indistinct shouting is heard by both Audiences followed with the squeals of tires and a loud bang.
Slowly, the children choir cease their singing and listen to the commotion outside the church. Gustave is seen walking out to the alley between the chairs. Hiccup turned to look back at him in concern as tires are faintly heard by all screeching. An engine is revving and people outside are shrieking.
Bunnymund, the dragons, Bolt, Mittens and Rhino could hear the commotion more clearer than the humans.
"Bunny?" Tooth asked, upon noticing her fellow Guardian's reaction.
"Something's up," Bunny said, tensing up.
Hiccup glanced up to the balcony and sees one person looking back down at him, seemingly not bothered by what he is hearing. The billionaire narrowed his eyes. So he was right about the Riddler. Just like any other serial killer, he wanted to see the reaction of the family of the victim he had killed.
Suspenseful music builds up and Hiccup looks to the front door just before a black SUV drives through the glass doors of the church. Hiccup turns around and runs towards Gustave.
"It's a runaway car!"
"Thor almighty, that caught me off guard!"
"Gustave!" cried out the mentioned boy's parents.
The Audience get an overview of the car driving through the church, the people inside running away from the vehicle that swerves side to side. Hiccup tackles Gustave out of the way. The car's tires screech before it drives up a small flight of stairs and slams into a pillar.
John and Sophia sighed in relief at seeing their son being saved from the danger.
While people are clamoring, the Riddler watches from his spot on the balcony before walking away. The black SUV has duct tape all over it in a puzzle like tic-tac-toe with the letters 'D', 'O' and 'A'.
Menacing music begins to play as Hiccup glared up to where the Riddler was standing but lost sight of him.
"Do you think that was the Riddler?" Baela asked Hiccup. He nods his head. "I think so."
Bella is shown helping people rise to their feet, asking if they're hurt or not while Mrs. Larvson checks on her son. Hiccup rose to his feet before turning to look at the crashed SUV.
The cops all approach, aiming their guns at the vehicle. Thuggory was at the front. "Get out of the car!" he shouts to the driver. "Get out of the car and show your hands! Get out!"
Slowly, the front door is opened. All eyes are on the vehicle as a hand sticks out in surrender before the driver steps out while letting out muffled grunts.
"Get 'em up!" Thuggory said sternly. "Get out! Show 'em!"
The driver is Gil Colson. His mouth was covered with duct tape with the message "No More Lies" written in red, his head bleeding profusely, a metal collar with blinking lights on his neck.
"Christ, it's Colson," Thuggory said in shock as he recognized who it was.
"There's a bomb around his neck!" exclaimed a female officer and this gets the crowd to recoil away in fear. Colson looked at everyone and waved his hands in fear. And then a loud ringing is heard and the people all recoil, thinking it was the bomb but it was a cellphone taped to Colson's right hand.
Many of the Audience recoiled the sound after it was confirmed to be a bomb.
"Oh, it's just a phone ring," Dash said in relief.
Whimpering in fear, Colson holds up his hand to show the phone to all as it continues to ring. Hiccup furrowed his brow as Colson pulled his jacket back to reveal a yellow envelope taped to his chest that said one message.
TO THE NIGHT FURY
"Let's clear this place out now!" Thuggory suggested after a moment upon noticing the envelope as well.
"We got to get this place cleared out now!" said another officer to the crowd who were all to eager to obey and evacuate the church.
Hiccup stood where he was, glaring at at envelope and the message written on it.
In the evening, crowds of cops and SWAT were all gathering outside the church with a Berk City News helicopter that flew overhead. SWAT officers gathered at the door, guns aimed as a drone drives over to Colson who sits alone in a chair, the phone still ringing.
"Well, at least they evacuated the civilians," Bob stated with a nod.
The drone stops before Colson and its mounted camera lifts up to look at his face, or rather the bomb collared to his neck.
Colson seems to be defeated and hopeless before he sits up, looking at the camera, blinking his eyes at the light that flashed in his face.
Outside, the Chief of Police walks over to the monitors. "Hey, guys, guys." said a man. "Here we go." The monitor shows four panels of Colson and the room he is in. Two in black and white footage and the other in night vision.
"We don't know if he's in on it," pointed out an officer. The chief notices that Colson seemed to be staring at something. "What's he looking at?"
Back inside the church, Colson was hearing something the others didn't and looked around before glancing over to the shadows of the church. Loud footsteps sounded off in the darkness, approaching closer and closer.
The footsteps confused many before the Audience realized that they had heard the footsteps before. It was the Night Fury.
Daemon and Leana looked at one another with concern. They had a feeling that this could be a trap for Hiccup's counterpart.
Ominous music begins to play as the Night Fury steps out of the shadows and walks over to the DA.
Soon, the SWAT officers see the dragon themed vigilante. "Holy shit," one of them muttered in shock.
Chief Mackenzie sees the Night Fury appearing on the monitors. "Are you kidding me? What the Hell is he doing?!" He exclaimed before calling out to Thuggory. "Meathead! Your guy's going to get himself killed in there!"
Thuggory walked forward and looked at the monitors with some concern.
I hope not, thought most of Hiccup's friends, Daemon and Leana.
Stoick and Gobber leaned forward.
The cellphone continues to ring as the Night Fury approached Colson. The DA stares up at him in fear while the Fury looked impassive before reaching forward and pulling the tape off Colson's mouth.
Colson gasped, "Please." he pleaded. "He made me do it." he spoke tearfully. "I'm so sorry. He told me if I didn't do exactly what he said, he'd kill me. I'm so sorry."
Many (Except for the Villains.) looked at Colson with sympathy.
Sympathy flashed in the Night Fury's eyes before looking at the collar. "Looks like a combination lock." he mused.
"Can't we just cut it off?" Colson asked.
"Not if you want to keep your head," replied the dragon themed vigilante, getting a whimper in response. The Fury then reached the envelope and pulled it off Colson's shirt. He opens it and pulled out the card inside. It had a blonde woman wearing a blue green dress, holding a large phone in hand.
Hiccup grimaced at the answer and got ready to write what was written in the card this time.
In these trying times. . . NEVER FORGET. . .
He opens the card. Six blurred symbols were on the left side while a cursive message on the right said, I'm just a Phone Call Away. Then there was one word written below.
ANSWER.
"That sounds less of a riddle and more instructions for. . . " Hiro trailed off before-
Colson then holds up the still ringing phone and gestures to it with his eyes.
"Oh, never mind," Hiro shrugged his shoulders.
The Night Fury turned to the phone and pressed the green answer button while Colson closed his eyes in preparation for the worst.
Many in the Audience leaned back, also preparing the worst.
It answered to a video call. A white question mark was shown on the wall behind a chair with three cross like symbols around it and a small video of Night Fury was at the left corner
A familiar heavy breathing was heard before the Riddler leans into view, mask, glasses and winter coat and all. "You came." he said to the Fury in surprise.
The Night Fury stared before speaking. "Who are you?"
"Me? I'm nobody," the Riddler replied vaguely. "I'm just an instrument, here to unmask the truth about this cesspool we call a city."
". . . Do you have any idea how LITTLE that narrows it down?"
"'Unmask"?" the Night Fury repeated, thinking the Riddler was referring to him in some way.
"Yes. Let's do it together, okay?" the Riddler asked, sounding excited. "I've been trying to reach you. You're part of this too."
"How am I a part of this?" the Dragon asked.
"You'll see," the Riddler replied cryptically.
"Well, isn't that concerning."
Back outside, a woman spoke to the chief and Thuggory. "Hey, Chief. You better take a look at this." she said and they and the Audience see the Riddler's call was being live streamed and showing on the news with the headline "KILLER LIVESTREAMS WITH VIGILANTE
"Say hello to my followers. We're live!" the Riddler said dramatically as he sat in his chair. There were already 498 views with comments being made on the side of the video as well as some people leave heart emojis.
Unmask the truth!
Sick. . . Sick. . . Sick. . . Sick. . . Sick. . . Sick. . . Sick. . .
"What is wrong with this city?" Helen exclaimed. She and Bob had been to a lot of crime ridden cities as superheroes, but this was astonishing.
"They're here to watch our little trial." the Riddler explained. "At the moment, the man across from you, Mr. Colson, is dead."
"Jesus, can we get somebody out here?" Colson cried out while the Riddler is faintly heard saying, "But wait a minute."
"This psycho's gonna kill me!"
"Shut up!" the Riddler shouts from the phone. The Audience see him get up from his seat and he gets in close to his phone. "You deserve to be dead after what you did! YOU HEAR ME?!"
Many recoiled upon hearing the Riddler raising his voice at Colson. Some children hide their faces against their parents while dragons growl as if to tell the Riddler to leave them alone.
". . . Okay," Colson said softly in fear.
The Riddler groans comically before laughing. "I'm giving you a chance." he said to Colson. "No one ever gave me a chance."
"You ain't getting sympathy from us."
Colson looks at the phone with wide eyes. "Now, ever since I was a child, I've always loved little puzzles." the Riddler said. "For me, they are a retreat from the horrors of our world. Maybe they can bring some comfort to you too, Mr. Colson."
"Oh, well, I guess that's why he's calling himself the Riddler." Alicent shrugged.
"You want me to do puzzles?" Colson asked incredulously. The Riddler chuckles excitedly. "Yes! Three riddles in two minutes. You give me the answers and I'll give you the code for the lock. Do you understand?"
"Yeah. Okay, okay." Colson replied, standing up and pacing in front of the Night Fury. "So I just. . . You want me to. . . "
Just then the collar stars beeping loudly and the DA reaches at it fearfully with a whimper.
"Riddle number one. . . " the Riddler said dramatically. "It can be cruel, poetic or blind. But when it's denied, it's violence you may find."
"Cruel, poetic, or blind," Fishlegs muttered.
"Denied leads to violence," Astrid went on.
"Wait, wait, wait!" Colson said frantically. "Can you repeat that? "Cruel, poetic. . .""
"Justice," Hiccup declared. Everyone looks to him in surprise while Daemon, Leana and Gobber smiled at him in pride as does Baela and Rheana.
"Justice," the Night Fury spoke up, getting the DA to look at him. "The answer's justice."
Colson looks at the phone. "Justice?"
"Yes!" The Riddler cried out in joy.
Stoick looks to Hiccup and nods his head. "Well done, Hiccup." he said.
Hiccup smirked a little in response. It felt good to be acknowledged when showing his true self.
"Oh God," Gil said in relief.
"Justice! And you were supposed to be an arm of justice in this city, along with the late mayor and police commissioner, were you not, Mr. Colson?" the Riddler asked dramatically.
"Of course, of course, of course." Colson replied frantically.
"Riddle number two, "If you are justice, please do not lie, what is the price for your blind eye?""
"The price?" Colson repeated.
"Bribes," the Night Fury declared. Colson tried to answer that before the vigilante clarified. "He's asking how much it costs for you to turn your back."
"You got to be kidding," Colson hestitates to answer.
"Fifty-eight seconds!" the Riddler shouted.
"How much?"
"N-Nothing!"
"HOW MUCH?"
"Ten grand, ten grand!" Colson revealed under the Dragon's glare. "Ten g's a month. I get a monthly payment just not to prosecute certain cases."
"Ten Grand?" repeated most of the Audience.
"Ten thousand in money," Penny explained.
"Ah."
"What cases?" the Night Fury asked witha glare.
"He didn't ask me that! Come on!" Colson said turning back to the phone taped to his hand. "Ten grand, that's my answer. Ten grand!"
"Okay, okay, okay," the Riddler laughs. "Don't lose your head, Mr. Colson. Just one more to go before your time runs out. Last riddle~!"
"Since your justice is so select, please tell us which vermin you're paid to protect."
"Which vermin?" repeated Colson.
"The Rat." Night Fury said, getting the DA to look up at him. "The informant you all protect from the Drago Bludvist case."
"How do you know about that?" Colson asked. "What's his name?" the Dragon asked.
"Twenty seconds!"
"Come on, hurry!"
"Tell us, Colson!"
"He's going to kill you!"
Colson lowered his hand and shook his head. "No."
"What?!"
"Is he out of his mind?!"
"He's going to die if he doesn't say anything!"
"Tell us something, lad!"
The Night Fury walked forward. "He's going to kill you."
"I'm a dead man either way. You're talking to a dead man, okay?" Colson declared as the vigilante leaned in close to him. "If I go out this way, it's just me. But if I give over that name, I have family, people I love. He'll kill them too."
"Who will?"
"People are watching."
"What people?"
"It's so much bigger than you could ever imagine." Colson declared. "It's the whole system!"
"Oh great, further down the rabbit hole we go," North muttered.
"Was that a jab at me?" Bunnymund asked.
"No."
"Five!. . . Four!. . . Three!" the Riddler counted out loud.
"I'm sorry." Colson said tearfully. "Oh, God have mercy on me. . . "
"Two!. . . One! GOODBYE!"
"HICCUP, GET BACK!" cried out the Viking teen's friends, including Toothless and the Targaryen's dragons among the Archipelago dragons.
The Night Fury lifted his arms up to his face and the bomb goes off with a BOOM! And the Night Fury is sent flying back from the explosion and he crashes through the chairs behind him.
Outside, people gasp in shock as the explosion is heard.
The Night Fury is seen laying on the floor, groaning in pain, his ears are heard ringing to the Audience from the explosion and his vision is blurry as he sees the SWAT approaching him with their rifles aimed at him. The ringing intensified before the Dragon loses conscious and he passes out. The ringing stops as the screen goes black.
"HICCUP!" shouted multiple voices in worry and concern.