Fan-Fic Fridays: "On the Edge of Mystery" Chapter 4: Forgotten Warning; Chapter 5: More than Meets the Eye

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I had a feeling I was going to make two chapters, but got into the flow of writing and forgot I could have posted the one chapter a lot sooner than I have.


But to make up for the lateness in posting a chapter on Friday, (Due to me trying to figure out something in Chapter 5 and being gone most of the day Saturday), you get two chapters!


The mystery is in full swing and you'll see in these two chapters just where exactly Rtte is happening at the same time.  You saw a little bit about that in the previous chapter, but you'll see more of it in these chapters.


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Chapter 5                                      Chapter 6                                        Chapter 7

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Chapter 18                                    Chapter 19                                      Chapter 20

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Chapter 26 - There is a hidden surprise.  Can you find it?

Chapter 27                                   Chapter 28, Part 1                         Chapter 28, Part 2

Chapter 29                                   Chapter 30                                       Chapter 31

Chapter 32                                   Chapter 33                                       Chapter 34

Chapter 35                                   Chapter 36                                       Chapter 37

Chapter 38                                   Chapter 39                                       Chapter 40

Chapter 41                                   Chapter 42                                       Chapter 43

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On the Edge of Mystery


Chapter 4


Forgotten Warning


          “For starters,” began Asvord as we walked to The Great Hall.  “Annett hasn’t been seen since this morning, when Vemund went out on a hunt for boars and Adam and Dagmar went to The Great Hall.  Actually, Vemund had just gotten back and was on his way to find you, Jarl, and ask for your help in finding his sister.  Once we said that we were coming to their house for the same reason, although we hadn’t known that Annett was missing, Vemund looked a little better as someone had already found something else out.  However, that was short lived.  Because when I revealed Annett’s locket is in our possession, he then looked greatly worried.  The reason he is worried is for the exact reason you pointed out Jarl:  That Annett never takes the locket off for hardly anything since she had been reunited with her two brothers and her family was back together.  And if she does take it off for those rare times, she is always near it.”

          Asvord paused while Elsa finished for her, “Vemund did ask us to ask you, brother, if you could come over to their house and investigate further.  Vemund said he has already searched and came up with no clues.  He is hoping you could spot or find something that he overlooked.  You can come over the next opportunity you get.”

          Cazi interjected, “I hope Annett’s alright.”

          “We’ll all go over right after we speak with Trader Johann,” I determined as we arrived at The Great Hall before going in.

          We entered The Great Hall to the normal everyday sounds one would hear in The Hall: Vikings carousing over a late lunch, talking about the day so far and what not, talking about things to do for the rest of the day, and… and Trader Johann talking the legs off of everybody about his “grand” adventures.

          Walking over to the group that was gathered… or just happened to be where Johann started talking… we heard the Trader talking about some trading venture he went on to the island of the Bog Burglars.

          “Trader Johann,” I announced our entry.  “We need to talk with you.”

          With that, some of the vikings who were “listening” to Johann got up and left… guess we were their opportunity to escape the Trader from listening to him.

          “Master Jarl, so nice to see you,” Trader Johann greeted.  “Greetings to your lovely sisters and friends,” the Trader then bowed as the girls came up behind me.

          I then came straight to the point, “What’s this about Dagur escaping?”

          “Ahh, what a terrible thing this is,” the Trader began.  “With Dagur on the revenge war path there is no telling what nefarious plots and schemes he might be planning.”

          “Yes,” Cazi said, trying to get him to answer the question faster.  “We get that Dagur is out, but where did the Academy Riders go?  They left in quite a bit of a rush.”

          Johann continued, “Oh… um… sorry… Dagur captured my precious ship, threw me overboard, and escaped.”

          “Yes… get to the point,” I said, Cazi started to raise her right fist, but I stopped it with my left hand; I think you can figure out what she was thinking of doing with it.

          “There was a very important map on my ship that led to a graveyard,” Trader Johann said.

          “Graveyard?” echoed Annabeth.

          “Yes, but not just any graveyard, a graveyard of battle, beaten and worn, torn ships,” answered Johann.

          I then questioned, “So is this where the Academy riders were headed?”

          “Yes again,” replied Johann.  “With that map in Dagur’s possession, there is no telling what damage he could to do my business,” he gasped.  “Some of the goods on my ship are quite valuable.  I was on my way to trade those goods for some silk material and squid ink.  If not for stopping by Outcast Island, I would be halfway there by now.  Oh what a grave mistake that was.”  Johann then chuckled, “‘Grave’ mistake, ha, and we were just talking above the Ship ‘Grave’ yard.”

          “Johann!” I cut in.


          “Getting back to the Ship Graveyard,” I spoke.  “Why would you think Dagur would go there?  Does this important map lead to a buried treasure of sorts?”

          “It does indeed,” Johann said.  “It is where I store all my important, precious, or valuable goods, wears, and merchandise.”

          Awkward silence.

          “What?” Asvord said.  “No tale or adventure to go with that statement?”

          Cazi added, “Like every other statement you say?”

          “Oh I have been on many an adventure,” Johann responded.  “But sometimes I don’t have a specific adventure in mind… however, that does remind me now of-.”

          “Johann!” I interjected again.  “Graveyard… Dagur… important map… valuables and wears… Why would you put them there?”

          Johann answered, “One rule of all traders is:  Have a safe hiding place for all of your goods, merchandise, and wears… a hiding place where no one would think of searching for them.”

          Elsa agreed with that, “He has a point.  That would be the last place I would look.  Unless you are a guy like Dagur, in that case, the Ship Graveyard would be the first place he would go.”

          “Is there anything else you should tell us?” I inquired.

          Johann finished up, “Well, there is this one ship that I would avoid at all costs: The Reaper.  Just the name itself and I start trembling.”

          “Let me guess,” Cazi said.  “The Reaper is laid from stem to stern with booby traps.”

          “You are quite right, Miss Olson,” Johann confirmed.  “The Reaper is nearly an animal of its own and is not to be tangled with… especially the Giant Eels.”

          “Giant Eels?!!” Cazi, Annabeth, Asvord, Elsa, and I all said at once.

          Elsa then asked, “Does Dagur know about the Giant Eels?”

          A ‘grave’ expression came across Trader Johann’s face, “More importantly… Does Hiccup and the rest of the Academy Riders know there are Giant Eels there?  Oh dear!”

          “Oh dear?” Cazi responded.  “What ‘Oh dear’?  Clarify that ‘Oh dear’.”

          Johann rubbed the back of his head while he said, “I seemed to have forgotten…”
          I then rolled my eyes, “Oh no… don’t tell me Johann.”

          “…to tell Master Hiccup and the rest about the Giant Eels in the surrounding waters,” Johann finished.

          “You didn’t tell them?!” Annabeth declared.  “Don’t you think that would be an important detail?!”

          “Yes, yes, you are quite right,” Johann responded.  “But since my ships aren’t in but just near the Giant Eel infested waters, as long as I just visit my ships and get what I need, the eels leave me alone.  But since-.”

          I concluded his sentence, “Since it is probable that Dagur will go to The Reaper and the Academy riders are going there as well…… We must warn them!”

          “But Jarl,” Asvord told me as I turned around and started thinking.  “They have quite a head start on us.  By the time we could get ready to leave Berk, it would be too late.”

          “Then there isn’t a moment to lose,” I said.  As soon as I asked the Trader where exactly the Ship Graveyard is located, I said.  “All of you go home and get ready for the trip out there.  Meet out near my family’s farm to leave.  Cazi, I need you to go find Angie Carolina; we could use an extra Skrill to combat the eels if and when we come across them.  Annabeth, I need you to go find Ali, her Thunderdrum Unydne would also be good to have.  Since Thunderdrums are sea dwelling creatures, eels have less of an effect on Tidal Class dragons then other classes.  Asvord, stop by Garth and see if he can go.  Riptide would be another great addition, especially strategic wise.  Elsa, go home and tell our parents where we are going.  The rest of you do the same with your parents.”

          I started walking away, “Where are you going?” asked Asvord.

          “I’m going to go quickly visit the Thorvald’s house to investigate and talk to Vemund briefly before we head out,” I answered back.

          I then picked up some speed and ran.  Shoving open the right Great Hall door, I looked to the left to see Fredrick napping again.  Running over to him and waking him up, I mounted him and quickly guided him out to the western side of Berk to the Thorvald’s house.  After landing and jumping off my dragon, I came up, caught my breath, and knocked on the door.

          The door opened on its own.

          “That’s strange,” I whispered.

          I looked back at my dragon to see if he sensed anybody else around.  He looked fine and just stared back at me.  With that, I entered the house and called out for Vemund.

          No answer.

          “Maybe he went out looking for me again?” I wondered.

          Now I swiftly went about searching the house for any clues.  It did not take me long to find out that nothing seemed out of place or left behind.  I looked upstairs and downstairs.  Vemund was right.  Walking over to Annett’s desk, before leaving I looked at some things on there.  There are a few papers of some notes Annett had been writing.  Something which caught my eye is a rather large paper weight that seemed different.  Picking it up I noticed it seemed broken off some sort of blue decorative oval-spherical type amulet.  Annett has a collection of amulets, gems, and crystals she keeps in her room.  This blue amulet type gem must be one of her larger pieces in the collection.  I set it back down and walked to the door.  Opening it, I saw Vemund coming up.

          “Oh hey, I was just looking for you,” he said.  “Wanted to make sure you were coming.  Did you find anything?”

          “No, I did not,” I replied.  “But I can’t say.  Some friends of mine are flying into some trouble that they don’t know about and I’m going to try and warn them or at least help them out when I get there.”

          “Oh, I hope you get there in time,” Vemund said.

          “I hope I do too,” I replied.  “If I’m not there in time to warn them, at least to help them.”

          I flew back to my house on Fredrick and found my whole family preparing to leave.

          Entering my house, my sisters and parents were all rushing about getting their things ready.

          “Who said you two could go?” I asked mother and father as they walked by.

          Asvord replied as she came down from upstairs, “They kind of invited themselves.”

          Father said in passing, “We haven’t had much to do as a family, so this is just as good a time as any to start.”

          Mother also passed by and said, “Better hurry up, son, everybody is almost ready to leave.  Here have a couple apples.  Since we didn’t have much of a lunch, really none at all for some of us, we’ll need something for the trip.  Eat them now, or save one for the trip.”

          Taking her advice, I did just that.  Grapping both of the apples, I put one in my tunic pocket and bit into the other apple.  I took a couple of bites as I went up stairs to get my Gronckle Iron bow and attached it to my belt, but as I grabbed my quiver as well I bit into the apple enough that I could hold the apple in my mouth without having to hold it in my hand, and also then ran back outside to the stables to make sure Fredrick’s saddle was all ready.  This only took a couple of minutes and my family is now ready to go.  At the last second, we decided to take Smoky, our family’s grey Terrible Terror with us.  He will ride on my shoulder or next to me during our trip.

          Asvord told me that Garth would be ready to go.  When my family and I flew over to our farm, on our respective dragons, I saw Angie as well as Ali there in addition to Cazi and Annabeth near the main path down below.  My family did not bother landing as I motioned the rest of the group to follow us as we headed out.



On the Edge of Mystery


Chapter 5


More Than Meets the Eye


          By how Trader Johann directed me by his description of how to get to the Ship Graveyard as much as I could get with his elaborate vocabulary, the group took an East direction from Berk.  He did mention that it would be a long trip, even by dragon.  Seeing how it is now onto late afternoon, we will not get there before darkness settles in; that subject came up when the sun had gone down and the stars were shinning in the partly cloudy skies.

          “Why is it always dark when your reach a… creepy place,” examined and declared Cazi.  “The graveyard is -just- far enough away from Berk that it will always be dark by the time you reach it.  No matter what time you leave from Berk; getting a late start as we did, won’t help matters at all.”

          When we reached our destination, I had a feeling we were in the wrong spot.  Biggest reason for feeling this way… Hiccup and the Academy Riders were nowhere to be found.  I think we found “a” ship graveyard, not “The” Ship Graveyard.

          “Do you suppose we flew off course somewhere?” asked Garth.

          “It’s possible,” I replied.

          But Cazi said while we all, on our dragons, were hovering on the out reaches of this ship graveyard, “Or maybe Johann pointed us in the wrong direction!”

          Smoky then hissed and, if I am not mistaken, nodded his head to Cazi’s remark.

          “That is also possible,” I agreed.

          Ali then wondered, “Where do you suppose the other ship graveyard is?”

          “And should we go after the Academy Riders and find the other ship graveyard?” Cazi put out the question.

          Father then spoke up, “Since we came out here to warn Hiccup and the gang about the Giant Eels… I think they are past warning by now.”

          “Dad’s right,” I said.

          Father continued, “I mean, yes it would be good to continue the search for the other ship graveyard, but in which direction should we go?  With this fog and the darkness, we could get turned around quite easily; even with the moon as our directional guide.”

          Mother then questioned, “What do you supposed we do, son?”

          Giving it a moment’s thought, “I say we search these ships for anything that might not look like it is supposed to be there.  Johann said he stored some of his goods in ships not in but close to eel waters.  Even though all these ships look alike that might be point.  There might be more to these ships than meets the eye.”

          Annabeth then said, “In case there are some eels, should we not leave a few dragons and scout the area to see if there are in fact any eels… or Dagur and the Berserkers for that matter?”

          “Great idea,” I said.  “Ali, Garth, and Angie, spread out and search the area for any eels or if the other shipyard is nearby, but don’t stray too far, and see if anybody is out here that isn’t supposed to be out here… except for us.”

          Ali then snapped her fingers, “Aw shucks, thought I could get you with that one.”

          As they flew off, I told Cazi and Annabeth to go search one of the other ships, mother and my sisters to find another, and then asked dad to come with me.

          “Have some specific ship in mind?” he asked.

          “Ah, you noticed,” I said.

          “Yeah,” father replied.  “I noticed the ship in the middle of the graveyard you had been eye while you were thinking.  You tend to stare at a place where you are intending to go.”

          “I do that?” I questioned, while we flew over to this one ship that I had been eyeing.  “Huh, didn’t realize I did.”

          For fear of possibly sinking the ship further if our dragons landed on it, I expressed to my father that we should jump down off of our dragons and tell them to wait.  However, Smoky would be able to come as he is small enough and could rest on my shoulder for the duration of the search.  Father jumped off of Marigold, his Monstrous Nightmare, and I jumped off Fredrick.  Our dragons flew to a nearby sea stack, which looked to be the thing this ship ran into.  The bow of the ship is jammed up in between the sea stack, which kind of branches into two near the surface of the water and the ship is stuck in between these parts, while the part of the stern is submerged into the water.

          Taking a quick survey of the top deck, we found nothing out of the ordinary.  Just some empty crates and barrels along with assorted sailing tools, wenches, and ropes.  Next would be to look on the deck below.  Father found a torch untouched by water and then motioned for Smoky to light it.  Opening the hatch to the lower decks, I walked down first followed by my father.  It is rather difficult to walk down stairs that are titled up; your foot almost wants to go right through the spaces between each step.

          We reached the bottom to find three hallways: One straight ahead and the other two going to the right and to the left then turning behind the stairwell.

          “Are you thinking this was the command ship, or at least a lieutenant’s ship?” inquired father.

          “Yes,” I answered we circled back around to the left.  “Of all the ships in the graveyard, this ship seemed to look like it was an important ship at one point with the symbol, or what’s left of it, on the mast along with the crossbow gunner stations on the top deck.  I’d say this was a fast scout ship.”

          “And we are going to the captain’s quarters, are we not?” guessed father.

          “Right again,” I said.

          Throughout our brief time on the ship, I kept a wary eye out for any traps that may be set.  Trader Johann did say there were traps on The Reaper, but since this ship looks like it could have been commanding ship of a small squad, possibly in the fleet under The Reaper, I would not rule out booby traps on this ship either.

          As I said before, walking on this ship is a challenge because of the title at which the ship is jammed in the sea stack.  You feel like you want to run, but have to lean back just to stand up straight relative to the actual direction up.  Your feet are pointed down between a twenty or thirty degree angle and you are sliding your feet more than actually walking so as to keep your footing.

          The hallway was only about ten feet long before it turned left, rejoined the other hallway, and then led down a corridor of green-door cells with bones in them.  The bones were quite large and I am wondering if they could be dragon bones?

          We passed eight cells, four on each side, before we came to the rear of the ship.  There was another short hallway before we came to a door, a door which was embellished with gems of an insignia I do not recognize.  Best way to describe it would be two swords in the shape of a “V” with the blades of each bent almost looking like teeth.  Father had not seen anything like it either.

          “What if the door is booby trapped if you move the doorknob the wrong way?” cautioned my dad.

          “There’s one way to find out,” I responded as I turned to reach around to the back of my father.

          He was already a step ahead of me as he switched the torch to his right hand and reached around his back to grab his shield with his left hand.  The shield was on a special holder my dad could just slide the shield up off his back without a strap or slide it back in place while traveling.

          “I have a feeling if we both go in the captain’s quarters, the weight of our bodies will shift the ship into possibly sinking farther into the ocean,” I stated as I readied myself.  “I’ll go into the room as my weight is less.”

          “What?  Are you saying I’m fat?” father teased.

          “No,” I quickly replied.  “Just… that… I’m… smaller or… younger…”

          Father smiled, “Which would mean you just called me old and too big and fat…-”

          “I just can’t win there, can I,” I said back to my father, tilting my head down, and looking up at him.

          “Nope,” he shook his head.  “You dug that hole too deep.”

          “Let’s hope this room isn’t as much trouble getting out as that statement I said.”

          I turned my attention back to the door.  Father spread his legs to rest his feet on the left and right sides of the door frame and leaned back on the actual floor.  He grabbed my right arm while I held the shield in the other.  Hunkering down, holding the shield slightly above my head, I then jumped up by pushing off on the door and then coming down with a stomp near the locking mechanism.  I had noticed the hinges on the door had already been weakened by the moisture of the water seeping into the wood, rusting the metal; so I thought only one good stomp would swing open the door.

          Zing… CRACK!

          “There’s one good thing about being smaller,” I stated.

          Father asked, “What’s that?”

          “On trap doors like this, you won’t get shot in the head,” I moved my head out of the way to reveal an arrow which had lodged into the top of the shield; the arrowhead could be seen on this side of the shield in between two boards of the shield while the shaft of the arrow is on the other.  “Good thing you picked Black Ironwood for that shield of yours.”

          “Found that wood on some of my earlier travels as a young viking, not just a few years older than you,” recalled my father, as he let me go and took back his shield; I slid the rest of the way in the room.  “From a far away land, the people there said that Black Ironwood is quite possibly in the Top Ten of hardest and toughest wood they have seen.  I knew from that point I wanted to make a shield out of it.  When getting back to Berk, no one had ever seen such quality of wood.  They wanted to send me back for more, but this type of wood was of such high demand in the place I got it, that I was only able to bring back with me small portions of the wood to make a couple more shields.  One of which is your mother’s.”

          The captain’s quarters are partially submerged in water.  I slid to the captain’s desk and stopped my slide by putting my foot on the desk which is completely submerged in water.  My foot and most of my leg are in about two and a half feet of water.

          I leaned up against the side of the desk with my left leg along the desk and my right leg bent and resting on the top edge of the desk.  With Smoky buzzing about the room, I scanned it.  I came up with nothing, but Smoky kept flying around a leaning, lamp fixture above.

          “What’d you find there, Smoky?” I called out.

          He hissed how Terrors will when they find something they want.  Smoky flew around to the bottom fixture, bit on this blue looking gem type thing broke it off, or at least I thought he did until he flew down and dropped it in my hand.

          “Smoky’s always looking for something blue to have, must be his favorite color,” Father said.  “What is it, Jarl?”

          I was about to say, “I don’t know,” until I stopped myself as was taking by surprise.

          “This looks like the paper weight on Annett’s desk!” I cried out.  “But this looks like the other half of the blue amulet of Annett’s.  “What are the odds that this is the other half of the Annett’s ‘paper weight’?”

          “That remains to be seen, but it could be,” father said.

          I looked up to see father staring at the lamp fixture again.  The fixture itself looked more like a small gem chandelier.

          I then said, “Now what are you staring at while thinking?”

          Father chuckled, “From the light of the torch I saw a glare from the bottom of the lamp fixture different from the rest of the gems on it.  It looks like there is something else in the bottom that was behind that blue gem you have.”

          I pocketed the blue amulet and got both of my legs on the top edge of the desk.  Jumping up straight up, relative to the angle I was at, I jumped to the fixture and grabbed the chain it is attached too, hanging from the ceiling.  I felt around the bottom with my left hand while I held on the chain with my right.  Finding the spot Smoky took the amulet from, I can feel a small disk type shape in there.  I took my finger and felt around the inner edge and found a grove I stuck my pointer finger in.  Because I was able to shove my finger in and over the disk, I took the disk out.

          “Wonder what this is?” I asked.

          The disk I held between my pointer finger and thumb is slightly less than an inch thick with a blue gem in the center of the wooden disk.


          Something impacted the ship and threw me across to the other side of the room, hitting the wall.  I dropped the disk, but that is the least of my worries now.

          “Catapult!” Father yelled.  “The Berserkers must be here!”

          While I struggled to get up, another boulder hit the ship and… and the ship started sliding and sinking into the ocean!

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Winged Warden
Supreme Viking Champion
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The ship will sink,but all of the "Gang(meaning your group,httyyd) members get out safely,thought I have a fealing that the berserkers were the cause of the ship sinking.

As alwase,you are an amazing wrighter.

Have a Thunderdrum Plushie!


Hello my friends! Welcome to my (contructing) signature!


​*ahem* Excuse my behavior if I start to act crazy...



​Name: Skylar Clar

​Title: The Curious

Age: 13

​Gender: Female

Personality: A hot-tempered gal, Skylar's in the prospective of, "act now, think later". Though she can be fired up, her shyness and temper can get in the way sometimes. Because of this, she can be considerd very indecisive and rude to people, when in fact that's not true. Despite all this, Skylar's very nice and sweet, especaly to dragons in danger, and wll protect what is right with her life.

​Weapon: Gronckle Iron Crossbow

​Dragons(In game): 9(not counting babies)

​Clan: None

~Her Dragons~

​'Sleeping after a long flight'

​Name: Undyne

Species: Thunderdrum

​Favorite Place: Dragon's Edge

​How we Met: I sought refuge in a cave from a storm, which had come up rather suddenly, and stumbled upon a Thunderdrum nest.  While one might tremble in fear, none of the Thunderdrums that had revealed themselves ever treated me like an enemy.  Every dragon’s natural instinct is to protect.  Since I did nothing to harm the Thunderdrums, the Thunderdrums did the same in return. After making a fire to warm up and dry off, I looked around the cave.  I came across some Thunderdrum eggs.  I knew enough about dragon eggs that they needed to be in water to hatch safely or else they would explode, so I had grabbed one egg that had a crack on it. I knew that the mothers would be protective, but they too saw the egg cracking and were trying to get it to water.  I had almost gotten the egg in a small pool when the egg hatched.  The explosion of the egg sent me back twenty feet from where I had been standing.  While studying Thunderdrums, any egg that is hatched outside a pool of water will explode at the same magnitude and sound of a young hatchling’s first ever thunder blast. Understandably, I was dazed and somewhat dizzy after getting up.  But then, when I got up, I turned around to see the same viking crew that I was trying to hide from had found me.  I had no weapons to defend myself as one of the men had grabbed me.  Remembering I was still disoriented from the Thunderdrum egg hatching, there was little I could do to escape the crew members now… except for one thing. Little did the crew realize I had been in a Thunderdrum nest the whole time. They should have wished they had never found me as the Thunderdrums protected me.  The older Thunderdrums chased off the other vikings, but a new found friend rescued me.  The same hatchling that had hatched from the egg I was holding just moments before came to my rescue now.  With wreck-less abandonment, the hatchling started firing blast everywhere. Undoubtedly, the sonic blasts that a Thunderdrum hatchling is capable, rang in my ears.  It was painful enough in the moment, that I just collapsed into a ball and covered my head.With fear of being captured by the men who hunted me down, the thought of the dragons had turned on me, and when the Thunderdrums had stopped firing, I stayed curled up. I felt something nudging my head. I opened her eyes and looked up… it was the Thunderdrum hatchling. From then on, we became inseperitable, even after Undyne lost vision in her left eye, but her vision's still keen as an eagle's.


'Showing off at the Ship Graveyard'

​Name: Trill

Species: Deathsong

​Favorite Place: Ship Graveyard

​How we Met: After finding a baby Deathsong in the amber nest on Berk, me and Hiccup wanted to return the baby so we don't have trouble with the parents returning. As we got to Melody Island, the mother and father Deathsongs refused to acnolage th baby as their own. So, Hiccup told me I could keep the baby Deathsong, as long as I trained it so it would not cause trouble. It was a long road, trying to train the Deathsong, which it had the natrual instinct to eat other people's dragon's, so I had to train it outside the School of Dragons, which I recently enrolled into. Once I got him trained, we contuned our studies at the SoD, but with a Broad-Wing Deathsong at my side.


'Enjoying the Wilderness while the day's still good'

Name: Topaz

Species: Razorwhip

Favorite Place: Wilderness

How we Met: TBD


​'He's visiting his mother for the 14th time this month'

Name: Frostbane

Species: Groncicile

Favorite Place: Icestorm Island

How we Met: TBD


​'Visiting her favorite attraction: Fireball Frenzy'

Name: Splinters

Species: Delilish Dervish

Favorite Place: Training Grounds

How we Met: TBD


​'View's great for him!'

Name: Himizu

Species: Stingetail

Favorite Place: Dragon's Edge

How we Met: TBD


​'Swiming around in his free time'

Name: Kalibur

Species: Sand Wrath

Favorite Place: Berk

How we Met: TBD


​'Wants to be the first titan in the group'

Name: Blac Star

Species: Screaming Death

Favorite Place: Titan Island

How we Met: TBD


​'An overview of Impossible Island, while staying far away from the awful smell inside'

Name: LuCiel

Species: Sliquifier

Favorite Place: Impossible Island

How we Met: TBD


~Fan-Dragons Skylar Owns~

Name: Starslip

Species: Muddicry (Made by chameishida)

How We Met:

Me and Splinters were serching the islands around Berk because of the recient rucus that somthing-or someone-was causing. Topaz and Undyne were acompning me for protection, and to scout the area. After about an hour of serching, we came across a river. I tell you, it was muddy beyond ​belief. Suddenly, Topaz started growling, and the others followed suit. It was close to sundown, and volentearing to take shifts through the night, we called it, and I, looking up at the stars, I drifted off into sleep...


When I woke, somthing was close to my face, and as I turned to look at was it was, I almost jumpted 10 feet into the sky. ​'A dragon...but why? Why was it sleeping next to me...?' As soon as I woke, the dragon woke too. It started to try to weive around my legs, what seemed to be purring all the while. So, hoping that this thing could understand me, I spoke to it, "Hey, bud, can you please ​get off me?"

The thing just looked up at me, tilting it's head and making a face like,​ what did you say?

​'Great, this thing can even speak Dragonese! Sigh...gotta do chirades again...'

​Motioning for it to seperate from my legs, it finnaly got the jist of the situation. It seperated from my legs, frilling it's spine all the while. Fealing sorry for it, I decided to bring it with me. After all, was this a new species? Believe so. After waking my dragons, who groweled at the newcomer(except Undyne. She probibly though, ​'Mud + Dragon = Tidal Class dragon'​), we took the Muddicry with us, and reported the situation to Hiccup, including the Muddicry. He allowed the dragon with us, because we had a Tidal Class dragon with us. I named it Starslip, after it's coloring, and trained the Muddicry.


Name: Kaito

Species: Solarflare Skrill(made by Wutend Bonfire)

How We Met:

Me(Skylar) and three of my dragons, Blac Star the Screaming Death, LuCiel the Sliquifier, and my new companion, Starslip the Muddicry, were on a fishing trip sent from the School. We had to bring back a boatload of fish in a few days for all the new baby dragons that were hatching, which is a lot.

I was riding on LuCiel, with Blac Star and Starslip following behind, through the Ship Graveyard, when LuCiel suddenly roared. Silence followed, and Starslip suddenly dove, spitting hot mud on a oval-ish black shape. It was the dead of night, and dragons don't react this was for nothing, so I quickly landed LuCiel on a nearby seastack and approached the shape.

"Shhh, I won't hurt you, stay calm, ok?" I said, and while I got a closer look at it, I realized that he was a young male, of an unidentified species of dragon. The dragon was shaking his head, trying to clear the mud off, and looking promptly annoyed because it got dirty. Once he noticed me, I stopped walking to him, and got on one knee, showing that I ment no harm. The male was watching me as I slowly cupped both of my hands and filled them with water from the ocean, and I ever so slowly extended the water to the dragon, who looked at me with seemed to be a slight grin and splashed some of the water on me with his snout, to which I yelp with surprise.


After he splashed me, the dragon took off in the direction of the ships, and instinctively I tried to grab his tail, to which he turns around and tries to snap at me. We both are face-to-face, and looking a second more, we both start laughing. I knew that you don't pick the dragon, the dragon picks you, and that is what happened here. "Kaito is your name while i'm still living, ok?" I said to the new dragon in dragoneese, and he warbled a small yes. So, taking him back with me, we developed a strong bond(through shiny things and a lot of brushing).


Name: Arrow

Species: Sinistrous Woodreaper(Made by chameishida)

How We Met:

( Arrow's PoV )
I was resting in a high part of a pine tree, focusing my mind on where my pack had gone. They had left fot the south, and I was left behind, as usual, and I would catch up to them soon, if the winds were in my favor. I was still a young Woodreaper, a year or so out of adolecence to young adulthood, and we had to fend for ourselves now in the pack. Ruby and Augest were my siblings, Frost was my mother, and Redwind was my father, the leader of our pack. He controlled where our group went, and how the prey was divided among the clan's youngest and oldest. He was our leader, and the leader's word is law.

I slithered out of the tree I was in, being careful not to break any branches, and swiftly landed on the ground. Sniffing around, I picked up an...intresting smell, like molted stone and metal, sort of like a StoneHummer(Groncle in our terms)'s lava blast. I traced the smell back to a clearing, and saw a StingRunner(Speed Stinger in our terms), their leg caught in a toothy metal trap. The StingRunner was crying out, begging for the others of it's pack to come help, but I was the only dragon there. And so, I finished off it's life with a quick snap to the back of the neck, letting it lie on the smooth icy grass in a lifeless state.


Some time passed, and I had grown older. Maybe by a few months, but I had grown older, traveling between islands and such. My pack still hasen't come back for me yet, and they probibly never will, by this point.

I was walking with both my front and rear legs, slithering along the forest floor. My mouth was iluminated a bit, so that I can see where I was going, and I was currently sniffing out my prey, a small doe. I approched a large clearing with daisys, and slowly removed the ilumanation from my mouth as I walked across the clearing.

Suddenly, a sudden sharp pain like a bite or stab erupted in my back leg, and as I turned around to snap at the thing that bit or stabbed me, I saw blood. More speficialy, on the leg where the pain was comming from, and I saw a toothy, metal trap imbeaded into the limb, like the StingRunner from those months ago. My yellow eyes widened, and I enstincevly yelped in fear. Blood was running out of my leg, and staining the daisys a deep red. For a couple hours, which felt like an etirnety, I tried to get the trap off of my leg, and each time I did so, more blood gushed out, staining more daisys red. After all the atempts I could do, I curlled around my bleeding leg, whimpering and wishing my pack was here...


A couple days passed, and I was half-sarved to death. The trap was still imbeduded into my leg, but it wasen't bleeding anymore. I was gratefull about that for once. But the wimpering hasen't stopped, and I hope that someone, anyone could hear me.

A blurry sillouette was above me, flying through the deap blue cloudless sky. Suddenly it stopped, hovered in midair for a few seconds, and then driffted down to the edge of the clearing. I didn't really care what it was, I just kept wimpering in pain, and a smaller sillouette got off the bigger sillouette and slowly approched me.


As it got close, It pulled off somthing around it's mouth and set it aside, and I watched the small scavenger investigate me from a distance. The bigger sillouette slowly approched me too, behind the scavenger, and I could see that the bigger sillouette was a SharpTail(Razorwhip in our terms), and it was sniffing my body for any injuries. Soon, they found where the trap was, and the scavenger quicky grabbed the edges of the trap and pryed it apart untill a small click was heard.

"Stupid Dragon Hunters...setting up traps like this to catch dragons for their own profit..." I heard the scavenger say in Dragonesse, which was a small suprise on my part, as I didn't know that some scavengers could speak Dragonesse. But I was too tired to care right now, and I layed my head on the ground before I blacked out from exaustion.


Long story short, I woke up to me in a stable with multiple dragons around me and a bandaged leg. I followed the scavenger wherever they went while my leg was healing, and genually like the frendlyness of the scavengers and the dragons that took care of me. When my leg finally healed, I stuck around for a bit before moving to another one of the islands close to Berk, but I still kept my distance from the scavengers. I opened my heart to one, but none of the others after I left Berk, but I was curious about the scavenger that saved me, I believe her name was...Skylar?


​~Other Things~



-Has a dog(a S.hiz Tsu named Snoop)

-Fandom trash

-Watches anime

-Is a total nerd

-Wishes that I could fly

​~Have some battle sprites!!~

(All of you knew I was gonna do this after listening to this on repeat)

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Leader of The N...
Supreme Viking Champion
Joined: 03/25/2016
Aw. ..

That is just CUTE





Hi I am Vas.Night in Game ^.^

Friend Code:PM

Clan:The Night Fury Racers





CHANNEL NAME : Winter Alpha 






and a little animation :D


all by me!



Nasender-Deadly Nadder

Night Wave-W.Death





My Possible future Razorwhip and Fireworm~

My OC Night Fury~.~

















~~Random Gifs~~







PM me if you want to join :)







~Flying Through The Skies~

by me

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Twist n turning

Up and Downtwist n turning

Thats What I Like To Do

No one Can Stop Me

from doing that

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as long my buddy is there

theres always hope

no matter what

 we will always strike

to the end

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the best part is

having fun

thats what a buddy is for

to have fun together

and even if fun times end in crashes and other things

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it always end with a smile that will make your heart melt

and thats called love


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if they had made you angry

always forgive them

cause theres nothing that will replace

the precious bond of us

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hugs are most welcomed among buddies !!!

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no matter they are cute


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or they are fat

what matters is

if their friendship isnt bad!

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I am an adoptable maker~



MY Adoptions


Name: Sunsetixy
Number:Orange Delight
Personality: Active on the Day and Night.Also known as the hyperactive orange.Likes to run a lot.Favourite sports is Dragon racing and she is very competitive.Call when disasters happens.
Her weakness is when the place is too crowded.Likes to be with a few people more.


 Spacious the Stellar*
Name : Stelaxia
Gender : Female
Personality :
Stelaxia Enjoys Being Outdooors Much . Her Favourite Season of The Year is Winter , where she imagined snowfalkes as shoooting stars coming down from space . She is quite active and can be hyperactive at night during the winter. She is a competitive Spacial Beauty who enjoys taking challenges . Whenher friends are bullied she will always be the one to stand up for others no matter what happens when it the bully is as twice as big as her.
Powers : Minor Teleport
Weakness : Doesnt like being alone

Cloudy Knight the Stellar

Name: Asteroid
Personality: Tough but caring. A knight of wonder. Defender of the Galaxies. Curious about anything he sees and gets into trouble sometimes. An understanding little fella who cares deeply about your feelings.
Powers:Minor Camouflage
A little Backstory: Asteroid was born on the deepest edge in the galaxies. He was found by another Spacial Beauty and brought up to become a leader, a knight.

All credits will be located at the credit section of my signature



Personality in two words: Competitive and Self Minded.
Backstory: On a peaceful, queit day. Bayshock and I were flying above the seas. We flew with some seashockers and fought off some terrible terrors. Suddenly, waves are slkasing violently. Bayshock, a shockjaw, who was a tidal class dragon sensed unusual movements and flew off to a beach on an island nearby. We onserved behind a rock and some trees. Suddenly, something flew out of the volcano far away, roaring which seems like screaming to a dragon. I cjecked my dragon handbook, it wasnt a Screaming death because it had limbs. It wasnt a Fireworm beacuseit has spikes on its body. A Hybrid !!! I quickly dreq down the hybrid on my handbook. The hybrid roared and glowed with Fury. I turned back to see Bayshock to make sure she was ok but when i turned back the hybrid dissapeared. I looked at my surroundings to make sure it wasnt hiding somewhere spying on me. Sure enough, there was a large molten rock behind me. I troed to walk as slow and quietly to observe if anything was behibd the rock. I signalledBayshock to not attack any creature it sees. When I walked near the rock, "ROOAAARRRRRRRRRRR" the force of the scream tossed me into the water. Bayshock dragged me out of the water while the beast looked at us curiously.It doesnt seem so much with fury now.Maybe I can try to tame it I thought. I tried to create a bond with it. It tried to bite me and flew off. Well that was unexpected. I rode on Bayshock and went back to Berk. A few days later, I was walking on the docks of Berk when I saw a familiar tail going in the caves. I saw to the entrance of the cave and saw...The hybrid."Uh-Oh" I tried to run away fron the dragon but i failed beacause of the whispering death holes. I cant decide which one to enter. I looked back and saw that the dragon didnt attacl me but looked at me instead. I tried to create a bond with it again. This time it worked.It worked! I was so happy that I hugged the dragon. But seriously i cant keep a screaming fireworm in my stables.The dragon had stripes so i decided ro name it dimension. It decided to go inti the wild too so we met secreatly every week.
Location (can be unknown):Near Berk, she visits me through caves located under Berk sice she will scare the villagers. Comes back to Berk every week.

My Aquaborealis ^.^




This boy is as sweet as his mother. He enjoys getting hugged and being around people. He does not enjoy being alone, and will usually follow you around wherever you go.
Galaxy Puff
Colouraze~ by me
Meet Twilight my Very Rare Colouraze !!!
















~NF OC by Wildfire78

~Spacial Beauty Adoptable by KrazyKira24

~Aquaborealis Glazor by Spy (flower1) and kcrokett

~NarixuZen for the you tube toothless edition pic!

~Midnight Bouncie by Scoubidous

~2nd to last deleted scene shared by Ellie

~Pan Puffle Done by Sky and Ocean

~Aqualite by angNadder

~Viking License by AllyNadderRider

~Fireworm by Wutend Bonfire

~Fireworm Scream by Wutend Bonfire






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Supreme Viking Champion
Joined: 10/12/2013
Thanks, very much.  I'm glad

Thanks, very much.  I'm glad you like my chapters.  :)


So cute! :)

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Supreme Viking Champion
Joined: 02/21/2016
I like it :) * looks at the

I like it :)

* looks at the patrol teams*

" Cazi you get Angie. We could use another skrill handy. ."


I am part of the patrol team? 


*instert random "weeeee" gif*




It would be nice if we could sell items we don't want, and free our dragons that are level 20 and under.





(by Nessie ty ^^)

My electrifing Signature

My name is AngNadder but you may call me Angie

< Nina, WildStyle, Plasmaclaw and HannaSong by Defy ^^ ty


here are some stuff about me:

My favorite shows are: HTTYD(Including everything HTTYD) Star Wars, Stranger Things, Harry Potter.

I consider myself as a Viking, a warrior, and a dragon trainer.

I love horses and I collect model horses.

Heres my Youtube channel:

Go check me out:

Angie ThunderStryke

I make movies out of model horses and sometimes dragons, and i'm thinking about doing gaming videos of SOD.

Me and my Favorite dragons!

Banner by Frytha

Dragon Edits by Siren

Viking edit by nessie!






by- Ally







Artwork people have done for me:

Thank youuuu

by the amazing Nessie (THANK YOU SOOOOOOO MUCH)


by the amazing AllyNadderRider

my charecter by the amazing PIXEL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THANK YOU SOOOO MUCH



And here are some pictures i have managed to take of my dragons.

Belive me i have much more dragons then this.

This is Shockey









And a whole lot more, i'm just too lazy to take screanshots and upload them.


Here are some artwork of mine






Here a few more things people have done for me



made by Ally Kay thankies :D

by the awesomme Nessie :D thanks


by KareKare

by Kelly Star (THANK YOU SO MUCH)

above two dragon cards by Zero the Ruthless

(thank you ^^ i will come back ^^)

Hannasong By Siren THANK YOU

WildStyle aslo by Siren

Nina also also by Siren

this is PlasmaClaw, My Triple Stryke (that i will get soon< just need more gems). By Siren-Spirit

And heres more Artwork of mine







Random stuff:

I dont know who made this but i love it



this Gif is made by Whisperthewolf

and this is by me inspired by Whisper the wolf

and i love it XD

(found in a sig not taking credit for myself)



fan of Chicken and tuffnut (found in google










i dont remember where i found this but i didnt make it and i dont credit myself.

btw this is halarious 




made by nessie (its so cooooool)






found in a sigg

I love this XD

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Supreme Viking Champion
Joined: 10/12/2013
Drums R Round, Pi's R Squared

Here is the link to my next chapters:


Sorry I'm getting my chapters posted later than I want.  Though this week was a day better than last week, but still I can do better.  I get into my chapters and involved, that I sometimes lose track of time because I'm so immersed into my story.  But I guess that is when I do some of my better writing?  I always want to do a good job and write as good as I did before and get better with each chapter I write.  I really appriciate all of you, even those that don't reply.  It isn't like I'm posting late on purpose, I want to do a good job with the chapters, even if it means posting a few hours later than I would like.  When I say something, I try very hard to keep my word.  There are some things that are out of my control that come up irl, like supper (me needs food), watching movies with my family, and doing my chores, among other things, which prolong the time it takes for me to get a chapter done each week.  Above all else, I want to do a good job for you guys and give you good and if you think, great chapters.  Thank you for being patient with me too. :)