Toothless's Kingdom

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Mahelsonei Sonjen
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Subjects are overrated LOL

Huh... so that's Smokescreen's story. I had no idea that adorable little girl was albino. But it does explain a lot.

Smokescreen is such a little sweetheart! I hope to see more of her. BTW, excited for this fabled 'Halloween special'. :D

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YEAH!!! JUST IN TIME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! FOR HARVEST HAUNT/HALLOWEEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Hahha I made the 100th comment!

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Awesome job, Dragonmic!!  :D

Awesome job, Dragonmic!!  :D  I've finally gotten a chance to catch back up on the last couple of chapters.  I can't wait to see the next chapter, and hear more about Dive...


Also, just a theory... as each of Nightfuries seem to have some sort of special ability (albino, Mindrake, alpha...)  Could it be that staying hidden is Dive's special ability?  As in, like, INVISIBLE?!  Then, he could be causing all kinds of unseen chaos, and the halloween special would be about a "ghost" dragon. XD ^^

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Interesting. I might just think that one over.

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Mahelsonei Sonjen
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Subjects are overrated LOL

Oooh. You just kind of gave me the shivers. Please do it! Please? That would be awesome and scary!

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Frostfire Markson
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What is this 'subject', and why do you require it of me?

^^  Thanks.  I thought it would be a fun idea.  I just thought of something else too... Maybe he's part aquatic, and has been hiding out under the waters of Berk?  After all, his name is "Dive".  So many fun possibilities... :D  I can't wait to see what Dragonmic writes!

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I love this story!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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1. Is Dive good or bad?

2. Where are Eret and Skullcrusher?

3. Where is ruffnut's love interest in snotlout and fishlegs, apparent at the end of the movie?

4. What is Plasma's special power?

5. Where is the dragon racing?

6. Where are all the new types of dragons?

7. Where is Moonlight?

8. Is Moonlight a famed "light fury"?

9. Why doesn't toothless use his power on lunar?

10. Is dive sad about toothless's "death"?

Thank you!=-)

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Whoa, lota of questions! I'll try to answer them as best I can!

1: Dive is... kinda in between, at the moment.

2: They're out doing scouting missions. They might appear in future chapters.

3: At the end of the movie, she's kind of just like, "Ugh, boys. I'm done with it!" This fan fic is mostly based on Toothless and the dragons.

4: You'll see!

5: Well, Berk is kind of in lockdown thanks to Lunar, so the dragons and humans aren't really permitted to race. Not to say that Vikings never break rules...

6: No comment, in case of spoilers.

7: Moonlight is hiding, still being a fugitive amoung the Night Fury race. She may return in a future entry.

8: Yep! Albino, with absolutly no shot limit! And handy spine shots...

9: Being a Mindrake, Lunar, at the moment has a clear advantage. Being an Alpha only gets you so far in a battle.

10: Toothless is Dive's youngest brother. It kind of crushed him when Toothless (or "Blackest") was shot down, and he didn't do anything to help. He blames himself for what happened.

Hope this helps!

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thank you

Yes, It helped alot, thank you.:-)

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Oh, and by the, you are awesome. I was thinking of starting a fan fic novel as well. could you give me some pointers?

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love the fan fiction

Hey this is great fan fiction! I've written my own story called Diary of a Dragonrider but nobody seems to be reading it...I don't plan on posting any more until at least SOMEONE checks out my original story. I've got two more chapters, but I can see why people like reading this stuff! It's from my in game character's point of view by the way.


Dragons (in game and in the fan fiction - some are fan fiction only)


Garenth = First dragon, deadly nadder with bronze spines and blue scales

Elsa = blue, green and gold monsteros nightmare second dragon

Darksteel (in game only so far) = whispering death with blue, orange and yellow scales

Moonracer (in fan fiction only) = blue flightmare with silver markings

Cliffjumper (fan fiction only) = Hobblegrunt, red and gold markings

Lyall (fan fiction only) = terrible terror, pet to Rialynh and messenger of the Shadow Hunters clan


Warning: Long signature of dragon images

List of current dragons in game and fan based (blue = in game dragons, green = fan dragons, orange = dinosaurs, black (default) = Dragon Cave animals, purple = pet based dragons)

Dragon Cave Dragons(Please help these darlings hatch! Feel free to PM me name ideas for my dragon cave buddies when they hatch!)

HTTYD Dragons (Both fan and in game)

  1. Garenth = Deadly Nadder, Male
  2. Naga = Deadly Nadder, female
  3. Jambu = Changewing, Male
  4. Darksteel = Whispering Death, male
  5. Cliffjumper = Hobblegrunt, Male
  6. Wrecker = Hobblegrunt, male
  7. Penguin = Groncile, male
  8. Phesant = Gronkle, male
  9. Naga = Deadly Nadder, female
  10. Zephyr = Grapple Grounder, male
  11. Starburst = Speed Stinger, female
  12. Moonracer = Flightmare, female
  13. Violet = Skrill, female
  14. Navi = Stormcutter, female
  15. Elsa = Monstrous Nightmare, female
  16. Topaz = Monstrous Nightmare, female
  17. Toothless = Night Fury, Male (borrowed from Hiccup)
  18. Aurma = Razorwhip, female
  19. Cobalt = Razorwhip, male
  20. Bruiser = Rumblehorn, male
  21. Coen and Broderick = Night Terrors, male
  22. Twister = Typhoomerang, male
  23. Holly and Coral = Seashocker, female (holiday dragon, not yet hatched in game)
  24. Aran = Armorwing, Male
  25. Lyall = Terrible Terror, male
  26. Blue = Terrible Terror, female  
  27. Koyi = Oriental Serpentfang, female
  28. Winter = Frost Fury, female
  29. Astrea = Oceanic Seasong, female
  30. Sky-Strike = Oceanic Seasong, male
  31. Cordula = Noelani, female
  32. Panther = Noelani, male
  33. Daesha = Wolf-Faced Desert Runner, female
  34. Dinek = Wolf-Faced Desert Runner, male
  35. Storm Chaser = Storm Fury, male
  36. Naritha Moon (Narith) = Storm Fury, female
  37. Saber = Sabertoothed Horntail, male
  38. Aurora = Spike Roller, female
  39. Echo = Screaming Death, female
  40. Makani = Starring Deciever, female
  41. Starchaser = Stingtailed Flamethrower, male
  42. Gamma = Armored Midnight Fear Stalker, male 
  43. Aquamarine = Spotted Mistwalker, female
  44. Moonstone = Spotted Mistwalker, male
  45. Jadewing = Whispering Whisp, female
  46. Chiheru Bronze = Woolly Fury, female
  47. Tiba Emerald = Woolly Fury, female
  48. Spectra Violet = Wooolly Fury, female
  49. Moondancer = Night Fury, female
  50. Skyfighter = Night Fury, female
  51. Swiftwind = Night Fury, female
  52. Anzu Autumn = River Fury, male
  53. Shakka = Prisim Fury, male
  54. Icefall = Cammo Fury, female
  55. Iris = Greater Banded Geckus, female
  56. Thrush = Greater Banded Geckus, male
  57. Delta = Tri-Horned Dragon, female
  58. Charlie = Tri-Horned Dragon, male
  59. Nitidus = Tri-Horned Dragon, male
  60. Beau = Racing Dragon Gold-Star Class, male (borrowed from Artha Penn in Dragon City)
  61. Goldwing = Racing Dragon Silver-Star Class, female
  62. Jin-hoh = Sand Wraith, male
  63. Melody = Psyche Keeper, female
  64. Argentum (Argen) = Psyche Keeper, male
  65. Fjord = Psyche Keeper, male
  66. Hersche = Spacial Beauty Dragon, male
  67. Persei/Percy = Spacial Beauty Dragon, male
  68. Zenith = Spacial Beauty Dragon, male
  69. Riaryth = Spacial Beauty Dragon, female
  70. Isis = Spacial/Egyptian Beauty Dragon, female
  71. Bluestar = Spacial Beauty, female
  72. Bluebell = Spacial Beauty, female
  73. Avatre = Masked Ridgewing, female
  74. Sky Dancer = Royal Flashbang, female
  75. Heru = Sky Valkerie, male
  76. Hecate = Haunted Hallows, female
  77. Undine = Haunted Hallows, female
  78. Marina  = Wavestroker, Female
  79. Snowfall = Horned Flight Fury, female
  80. August = Horned Flight Fury, male
  81. Artemis = Banded Featherlure, female
  82. Verdentus = ShimmeringSeascale, male
  83. Mesi = Dilowyrm, female
  84. Vetra = Jabberjaw, female
  85. Silver = Light Fury, female
  86. Borealis = Light Fury, male
  87. Flurry = Grapple Fury, male
  88. Gambit = Albino Night Fury, male
  89. Skull Stalker = Skull Screamer, male
  90. Ghost Whisper = Skull Screamer, female
  91. Puru = Ominous Storm Rider, male
  92. Moana = Mystic Wave Rider, female
  93. Serefina = Gallant Flashfire, female
  94. Frey = Forest Wanderer, male
  95. Jinhai = Cursedfire Wyvern, female
  96. Ayano = Skyvern, female
  97. Aqua Rainbow  = Thornridge, female
  98. Thunderwing = Thunderthief, male
  99. Ivinna = Field Sprinter, female
  100. Asia = Velociraptor, female
  101. Artemis = Velociraptor, female
  102. Sniper = Bearded Dragon Fury, female
  103. Abalone = SeaWing, Female (Wings of Fire OC)
  104. Amber = MudWing, female (Wings of Fire OC)
  105. Mariah = gold Fire Lizard, female
  106. Nitidus = Blue fire lizard, male
  107. Garenth = Bronze Pernese dragon, male
  108. Viper = gold and purple ikran, male

My art and adoptables (along with a few special dragons from other artists): 

Flurry The Grapple Fury    Me and Garenth, done by Scorpio Kardia

  Flurry Kimbenoso          Flurry Revamp Nightmarerebuff

Flurry the bouncie Grapple Fury (Nessie)

Coen and Broderick version 2 courtesy of Iron Man 2000

I am a member of the SOD forum Fan Fiction Club!

These guys are available for adoption! Flurry here is my pride and joy! Check them out on my adoption thread "Introducing the Grapple Fury!"

DuskDaybreak's Art

   Veritas the Utahraptor      Asia the Velociraptor         

Me and Chiheru Bronze                                 Tiba says Happy Halloween!

Haunted Hallows

          Hecate                         Undine

Character Furies

        Optimus Prime               Bumblebee               Captain America            Smokescreen 1


        Smokescreen 2                Arcee                White Tiger/Ava Ayala

Other dragons and art (including the new Velociraptor Draconis!)

       Gamma                             Jadewing                 Birthday Raptor            Razor Hunter


Dragon Bouncies

  Speed Stinger   Garenth           Starburst         Wrecker

  Cliffjumper          Naga           Darksteel         Elsa

     Topaz         Moonracer 1       Moonracer 2           Beau

   Beau 2           Goldwing

Pern Art by Mechfighter



Garenth the Bronze Dragon Mariah the Gold Fire-Lizard



Nitidus the Blue Fire Lizard

Other Artists (nothing personal guys, but a lot of my art comes from Duskdaybreak)

Me and Aran at Sunset on Halloween - thanks to ToshiLoshi!


Astrea and Sky-Strike the Oceanic Seasong (Adopto66)


Artemis and Faore the Banded Featherlure (Amberleaf)

Field Sprinter egg (Valoris620)


Ivinna the Field Sprinter hatchling (Valoris620)

Ivinna the Field Sprinter (Valoris620)

Cordula and Panther the Noelani (hootowllighbulb)

Team Mystic Banner Nightfuryatom4

Aqua Rainbow The Thornridge(ladybrasa)

Cliffjumper  and Wrecker the Hobblegrunt (Dorina the Dragon Trainer)

Viper the Ikran/Forest banshee (Kimbenoso)

Jinhai the Cursedfire Wyvern gif (Kimbenoso)


Charizard Gif courtesy of Pyrelyth

Holly and Coral the holiday Seashocker (WingsofValor)

Frey the Forest Wanderer (chimchim24)

Moonracer the Flightmare (Dorina the Dragon Trainer)Makani the Starring Deciever (chimchim24)



Serefina the Gallant Flashfire (Golden Scarlet) Twister the Typhoomerang (Bow Ie)


Abalone the SeaWing (EpicShadows) Amber the MudWing (EpicShadows)


Skull Stalker the Skull Screamer (Golden Scarlet) Ghost Whisper the Skull Screamer (Golden Scarlet)

 Me and my Charizard Charlie (Sky and Ocean)

Dragon License (Nessie)

Toothless and Smidvarg's Gang (courtesy of Dreamworks and Smidvarg)


Crystal the Dewmist (Cerebellum) Puru the Ominous Storm Rider (Golden Scarlet)


 Koyi the Oriental Serpentfang (NightmareRebuff) Harper the Paranoid Sandskitter


 Winter the Frost Fury and Queen Elsa (StellaMontague) Winter the Frost Fury - as an actual Night Fury! (Toothlessnightfury)

Icefall the Camo Fury  and Shakka the Prisim Fury Sniper the bearded dragon lizard as a Night Fury(Toothlessnightfury)

Saber the Sabertoothed Horntail (Fury of the Night)

Moondancer the Night Fury and Saber the Sabertoothed Horntail (Fury of the Night)

Moondancer the Night Fury (LinkWolf)

glitter text done by fury of the night

Clan Banner 1 and 2 Shadow Hunters of Berk (Amerissa)

Pokédex  and Ashley Kashu and Dragonite (Sky and Ocean)

Auruma the Razorwhip (Colress)

Me and Garenth (edit done by the fabulosly talented AniuRavenWolf)


Snowfall and August the Horned Flight Furies (babybrothers3)


Silver, and Borealis the Light Fury (mesaprncss)

Siamese Night Fury (xxHallaxx)Calico Night Fury (xxHallaxx)

 Heru the Sky Valkerie (Scobidous)

Garenth (Beareptilelover)Artemis Beareptilelover)

Bruiser version 1 (Beareptilelover) Bruiser version 2 (Beareptilelover)

  White Tiger bouncie Fury (Twistedclaw)  Wrecker Banner (Autum5467)


Zephyr the Grapple Grounder (Black saphir) Baby Zephyr the Grapple Grounder (Stiger23)

 Zephyr the Grapple Grounder (hrepetti)


Daesha and Dinek the Wolf-Faced Desert Runner and Thundwing the Thunderthief Avatre the Masked Ridgewing (Wutend Bonfire)

Navi the Stormcutter (Slyga) Navi the Stormcutter bouncie (mesaprncss = color,  Xabox-DS-Gameboy = base)

Marina the Wavestroker and Mesi the Dilowyrm and Sky Dancer the Royal/Siren Flashbang (Goldenfury360)


Icefall the Camo Fury, Gambit the Albino Night Fury, Vetra the Jabberjaw (The Ecliptic Eight)


Asia the Velociraptor (Elsa II)


Verdentus the Shimmering Seascale (Coolerthandragons) Violet the Skrill (Zero the Ruthless)

 Glory the Vinenecked JungleClaw (Skyler Smile)

Echo the Screaming Death (Candyblast)


Iris the Greater Banded Geckus  Thrush the Greater Banded Geckus (TheMasterPlan47)


 Aurora the Spike Roller (blackpanther0211)

Starchaser the Stingtailed Flamethrower (dragonlover0204)

Lyall and Blue the Terrible Terrors (Snowflake12298 and Basrolo)

Delta, Charlie and Nitidus the Tri-Horned Dragons (EloraTm)


Skyfighter the Night Fury (Frytha) Swiftwind the Night Fury (Frytha)

Jin-hoh the Sand Wraith (Flaming Husky)


Jewelsong and Moonsong the Deathsong (Stiger23)


SkyHunter22's picture
Supreme Viking Champion
Joined: 06/11/2014
love the fan fiction

Hey this is great fan fiction! I've written my own story called Diary of a Dragonrider but nobody seems to be reading it...I don't plan on posting any more until at least SOMEONE checks out my original story. I've got two more chapters, but I can see why people like reading this stuff! It's from my in game character's point of view by the way.


Dragons (in game and in the fan fiction - some are fan fiction only)


Garenth = First dragon, deadly nadder with bronze spines and blue scales

Elsa = blue, green and gold monsteros nightmare second dragon

Darksteel (in game only so far) = whispering death with blue, orange and yellow scales

Moonracer (in fan fiction only) = blue flightmare with silver markings

Cliffjumper (fan fiction only) = Hobblegrunt, red and gold markings

Lyall (fan fiction only) = terrible terror, pet to Rialynh and messenger of the Shadow Hunters clan

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Joined: 04/01/2014

In this episode (XD) Sparkplug meets walking socks, Needle's enimity towards him continues, and Darrien finds himself worthy of Phantom of the Opera!

Let the spectacle begin!


Chapter 30

The Harvest Haunt



“Hold still, Spark!” Mountain Rush squawked. She’d taken to calling us all nicknames, much to my annoyance. “What is the point of this?” I growled, holding up a wing. “I feel like some sort of human toy!” “It’s the Harvest Haunt tonight,” Grassgage explained. I gave him a look. “Not a native, remember?” I said. “I’m not really an expert on Berkian holidays.” “The humans came up with the Harvest Haunt as a harvest time celebration,” Grassgage lectured. “It’s to thank the gods for a good harvest of food. They put on scary costumes, decorate their houses, lay out a humungous feast-“ “Why the scary costumes?” Needle asked. “Humans think that evil spirits come out at night to spoil the celebrations,” Grassgage said, his voice dropping down to a whisper. “They put on the masks and leave out lanterns made from pumpkins to scare away the spirits. It’s supposed to be a night where the worlds of humans and spirits collide.” I snorted. “Sounds like a bunch of thunder to me,” I said. “And aren’t we supposed to be wearing scary costumes? I look more like a white dove!”

Mounty had strangled me into the craziest piece of fabric I’d ever seen. I was wearing a white mask with black felt cut into vine shapes, and black tassels tied to my head spines. My wings were covered in the same black and white silk as my mask, and my wing claws also had tassels tied around them. “Nina got a book from Trader Johann and read it to me!” Needle said. “It was about all the cities on the Mainland. One of them, called Venice has a holiday just like the Harvest Haunt! So, I asked Nina to help us make Venetian masquerade costumes!” Needle, very contrast to me, looked stunning. Her mask was called a “butterfly mask”, and it had one silver butterfly wing with purple crystals sticking out one side. The rest of the mask was pink, with purple velvet vine patterns, like mine. The rest of her was draped in what could only be described as a dragon dress, with numerous folds of pink and silver fabric. “I, for one, LOVE this new look!” Mounty laughed. “No one will recognize me!” She had chosen a “Joker mask” which had a green, yellow, and white harlequin pattern. Three large triangles shot up from the top of the mask and looped around, ending with tiny bells. She had on some sort of poofy leg coverings with the same harlequin pattern, and her tail was covered in tiny bells that jingled every time she moved or flexed her spines. “I’m not so sure about mine…” Grassgage growled. “Isn’t it kinda… silly?” He had been forced to wear some sort of orange pirate mask, with a feathery tri-corn hat attached to it. Around his torso were a leather belt and an old rapier. He had several orange bows attached to his spines. “You look fine,” Mountain Rush insisted, twirling around. She seemed to be inventing a dance or something, using her wings to push off the ground, then landing on her feet with a loud crash of bells. “Mounty, if you’re done dressing me up, then I think we should go,” I ordered, adjusting my mask. “Nina and Darrien said they were meeting us near the Plaza, and you know how we always get lost in the stables.” “Correction: you always get lost in the stables,” Needle huffed. She stomped past me, her dress flowing out behind her. I sighed. What am I going to do about her? I wondered.


“Nina?!” We all exclaimed. She smiled from under her mask. “Happy Harvest Haunt!”

She was draped in a red velvet cloak, with a long scarlet dress with gold trimming. Her mask was shiny red, also with gold trimming and a small red gem in the middle of her forehead. A small red rosette was attached to the side. “Well, the dragon dress turned out better than I expected,” Nina said, examining Needle’s costume. “No racing, okay? I don’t want you to destroy it before the night is out!” Needle nodded, strutting around like a Nadder. “I wouldn’t dream of it!” She insisted. “Look at me, I’m gorgeous!” We jumped as a huge Nadder landed in front of them. “Sorry, Nina, but they aren’t coming,” He said. “Peony said she won’t go out in public because of the get up her rider put her in.” I peered at the dragon closer. “Darrien?” I asked. He smiled. “The one and only!”

Darrien looked… amazing. His mask was covered in shiny black raven feathers, which formed a huge crown at the top. Every one of his spines, from head to tail, had feathers tied to them with black ribbons. His torso was covered in some sort of black vest, with feathered leg covers and wing covers. “How long did it take for you to make that?” Grassgage asked Nina. “About a week, along with the rest of your costumes,” She said. “Herby’s pack helped a lot, too.” Darrien chuckled, drawing his wing over his face in a dramatic manner. “I shall be mysterious masked villain, for which I capture the beautiful human princess!” He twirled around, showing me that the wing covers also attached to a cape that blew out behind him as he moved. Nina facepalmed. “Darrien, you are having way too much fun,” She groaned.


After the first hour, I decided that parties weren’t my thing. “Aw, c’mon, you’ve only just got here!” Mounty complained when I tried to take my leave. “You haven’t even seen my performance yet!” “Performance?” I asked, not liking what that could mean. “Yeah, it’s my new dance!” She exclaimed. She did another one of her leaps. “I just came up with it! Nina said she’ll get Gobber to play the panpipes, and the others are going to help with the show, too! I’ve got you a really cool part!” she looked at me with pleading eyes. I gave up. “Alright, I’ll be there,” She jumped for joy, causing another loud crash. “But I’m going for a quick flight first,” I interrupted. “There’s something I want to check out up on the mountain.” He enthusiasm vanished. “You’re not going to Mildew’s hut, are you?” “Who’s Mildew?” “Mildew was a horrible old man who was always trying to get rid of the dragons,” Mounty explained. “He betrayed Berk a few years ago and joined the Outcasts. He left with only his staff and his moldy old sheep, Fungus. His hut is still up on the mountain, rotting away. But lately, there’s been some rumors going around that a spirit’s been hiding up there, waiting for unsuspecting dragons to pounce on.” I snorted. “I do not believe in ghosts, Mounty,” I scoffed. “They’re all just over active human imaginations! I’ll be fine; I just want to see if it’d be a good hiding spot.” Mountain Rush shuddered. “You aren’t getting me up there, even if it isn’t haunted! Last time I went, one of Mildew’s old socks got up and scuttled across the floor…”


The hut was a sorry thing. The roof was covered in grass and moss, and there was a hole big enough for a narwhal to squeeze through. In front of it was a huge metal statue, it’s palm facing a huge scorch mark above the entryway. I hung from the hammer in its other hand, surveying the area. This place is a pigsty! I thought ruefully. I think the only kind option for this place would be to take a fireball to it! I raised my wings to leave, until I heard a loud clang, like someone knocking over a metal pole. I paused. Maybe I should check that out… who in their right mind would stay here?! I looked up. A storm was brewing, lightning crackling on the horizon. I remembered how much electricity I was using in practice. “I might as well recharge on the way home,” I said aloud. “Anyway, there’s no way that I’ll find anything dangerous in there, besides one of Mountain Rush’s “moving socks”” I chuckled, swinging through the hole.

I landed in the center of the room. The first thing I noticed was the smell. If I’d had anything in my stomach, it would have evacuated. The walls were covered in a thick layer of mold, and everything that crotchety old man ever owned was strewn about. There were quite a few socks, but none of them moved. Until I nudged one with my foot.

“Ugh!” I screamed, stumbling backwards. The sock suddenly sprouted several hundred little legs and skittered away. I fell over onto my back, causing more socks to awaken. Heh, Mounty hadn’t been exaggerating.

“I know, right?”

I jumped even higher. “Those things are disgusting,” The voice continued. “I think that this place is an undiscovered ecosystem.” I squeaked in fear and circled around the room. “Who’s there?” I asked. “I’m warning you, I’m armed!” That was a blunt lie: I’d used up almost all of my lightning, with all the extra training and the lack of storms. I only had enough to keep myself charged. The voice chuckled. “Yeah, I’m shaking in my scales.” I couldn’t see the dragon, but I could hear him moving around, his claws scraping against the stone. I started to panic, jolts of electricity crackling on my skin.

I screamed when my foot brushed against something. It felt like the entire spark in me was being ripped away. I staggered away, wheezing. When I looked back, I saw a metal rod, still sparking. “Ouch; discharge.” The voice said again. “You might want to watch your step. The human left all sorts of weapons lying around.” I growled. “If you’re a Changwing, then be warned. Electrical blasts hurt way more than acid!” Another snort. “I beg to differ, since I’ve been hit by both. Acid eats right through your scales slowly and painfully. With lightning, there’s a nasty jolt, then it’s over.” I was a bit taken aback. “And no, I’m not a Changewing.” He added. “I’m just… a bit off.” “I agree.” I growled. Silence, and then…

“Take off your mask.”

I blinked. “What?” “Take it off.” Said the voice again, more firmly this time. I carefully used my wing claws to untie the ribbon and set the mask down on a clean patch of floor. I was happy for the weight removal. “Happy?” I asked. “Now who are you?”

“You’re the one.”

Thunder cracked overhead. I whirled around. Clinging to the hole in the ceiling was the Red Night Fury. He was covered in a myriad of scars, only outmatched by the amount of red spots along his back. His pinkish eyes glowed menacingly in the darkness. “You’re that Skrill,” He hissed. He slowly climbed down the wall towards me. “You’re the commander of those dragons. You’re the one that tried to kill my brother!” I backed away. “Br-Brother?” I stammered. “I don’t-“ “Don’t play dumb, Iceworm!” He growled. “I saw you on top of that building! You tried to kill Lunar!” I froze. “Lunar has… family?” The Red Night Fury roared, swinging his tail at me. I skidded on the ground, charging up to fire.

I crashed against something, felt excruciating pain, then blacked out.

. . .


I heaved in breaths. In. Out. In. Shudder. Out. My body was jerking absently, devoid of its electrical charge.

There was a loud clap of thunder, and I was suddenly being filled with electricity. It was like a river, flowing through my scales and into my body. When the stream ended, I gasped, opening my eyes.

“Well, you’re not dead.”

I groaned, turning my head. I was lying on my back, on top of the fireplace mantel. The Red Night Fury was sitting on what used to be Mildew’s bed, but was now clean and covered in warming scorch marks. He was staring at me with an unreadable expression. “What…… happened…?” I croaked. My tongue was like sandpaper. “You ran into that sheet of metal over there,” He explained. “You discharged pretty badly, almost died. The statue outside has a habit of conducting lightning strikes, so I hauled you up there.” I tried to get up, but slumped against the stone again, there still wasn’t enough charge in me to make me strong again. “When’s… the next one?” The Night Fury looked up through the roof, where water was pouring down. “Three… Two… One…”

Another lightning bolt raced through my body. I gasped, opening my wings to catch more of the shock. “Uuuuuuuhhhhh…. I needed that.” I sighed, able to stand up again. He was staring at me again, his eyes narrowed. “So, you’re one of the brats who tried to sack my younger brother,” He said. He growled, turning his head away.

“I should kill you for that.”

I immeadiatly went on the defensive, my back spines raised. Then he sighed. “But I’m in a blue mood as it is, and killing something won’t cheer me at all.” He suddenly disappeared. “Wha-?” “My family’s full of oddities.” He muttered. “Lunar is a prime example. So is my mother, and so am I. Name’s Dive, by the way.” I gulped. “S-Sparkplug,” I said. There was an awkward silence. “Soooo… you’re Lunar’s brother?” There was a sniff. “Oldest brother. Not that my siblings notice.” “So, you have more than one?” Silence again. “I have a little sister,” He said finally. “And… I had another brother.” I decided not to press that. “Why are you living in Mildew’s house with… walking socks?” The bed chuckled. “Not my best choice in real estate, but it’s far from humans. They make me nervous.” “Yeah, they always seem to talk loudly,” I agreed. “But Nina and Astrid are okay.” “Friends of yours?” I nodded. “Astrid kind of adopted me, along with her dragon, Stormfly, and Nina is helping the Solar Defenders protect the tribe and the flock. Until Alpha Toothless comes back.” “Toothless? What kind of a name is Toothless?” I shrugged. “Something about how his teeth retract. He’s a Night Fury.” This time the silence eternal, with only the waterfall of rain to break it. “That’s impossible.” Dive said finally. “Me, Lunar, and Plasma are the only living Night Furies in this part of the world. Blackest would be the fourth, but he died five years ago.” I grabbed a beam with my tail and hung from it. “How’d it happen?” I asked. “Shot down.” Dive said. “We were raiding the humans. Decided to go after a catapult. Lunar called him a coward: he’d always had a temper, so it was inevitable.” I ground my teeth. “I guess that would be Lunar’s first murder.”

Dive’s head shot up. His invisibility fell. “What do you mean?” He asked. I growled. “Let’s just say… your brother has a lot to answer for. My flock, my father, my mother; all of them were killed by Lunar and other Night Furies. He killed my mother personally.” Dive’s eyes were full of disbelief. “But… he… how…?” He his head dropped onto his paws. “I’d like to say you’re lying, but Lunar’s always been a dark, sadistic dragon. It’s too easy to believe he’d commit murder.” He smirked. “I’d have murdered him myself on a few occasions.” I smirked, then blinked. Was I actually liking Lunar’s brother? “Look, I’ll make a deal with you, Sparkplug,” Dive growled. “You tell no one I was here, and I won’t say a word to Lunar.” I stepped back a bit. “You’re… reporting to him?” “In a manner of speaking. He brought my sister and me here after he took this place. I was all for coming with him, but Plasma ran off almost as soon as she got here.” He closed his eyes. Disappearing again. “I can’t loose anymore siblings. Not after Blackest.” I decided now was a good time to leave. I could hear Dive muttering behind me. “He looked almost exactly like Lunar… pure black scales… yellower green eyes, though…” I froze, then shot out of the hole in the ceiling. Dive’s brother was shot down on Berk. He looked exactly like Toothless. Dive was Lunar’s brother.

It all added up: the oil, why Lunar was looking for Toothless.

Toothless and Lunar were brothers.


((Have a Happy Halloween! Thanks to Frostfire Markson for givng me the idea for Dive's power!))

((P.S: I'll award anyone who can draw the Solar Defender's Harvest Haunt costumes!))

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You're welcome, and that is such a cool chapter!  ^^  I love the dragon costumes, and the "walking socks" XD.

Oh, and YOU MENTIONED PHANTOM OF THE OPERA!!!  That's my favorite musical. XD  So, you just made my day.  

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It is said that night fury saliva has healing property's. Maybe that's one way they could heal hiccup.

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So...Hiccup drinks the

So...Hiccup drinks the saliva? EWRR! He's been harmed mentally. No, Nina would have told Herby, her lead Terror practically a father to her, to stay with him and keep him safe.

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when snotlout got sick,

when snotlout got sick, hiccup forced him to drink it in a potion in one of the episodes.


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Correction: Snotlout put his

Correction: Snotlout put his tongue in a bowl which had watered down Night Fury saliva. He didn't drink it.

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Subjects are overrated LOL

To quote Snotlout; 'It tathtes like ylak pies'

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true,  but still, don't you

true,  but still, don't you think hiccup is smart enough to know?

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Perhaps, but this is a mental

Perhaps, but this is a mental attack, not a physical attack. Lunar is twisting Hiccup's brainwaves, not something you can physically grab and bash on. It's a psycological attack. He convinced Hiccup that he was in agony while trying to break his spirit, I eagerly await the surprise on Lunar's face when he sees that Hiccup is out of harms way and Nina isn't the type of sister to go down without putitng up a vicious fight.

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Perhaps, but it was just an

Perhaps, but it was just an idea I was throwing out there.

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I just had a scary

I just had a scary thought....
What if Lunar brainwashes Hiccup?!?! O_O

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Toothless's allies

I was thinking, who else could Toothless ally with? So I thought of: Thornado, Bing, Bang, and Boom, Scauldy, and Possibly Drago's Bewilderbeast. I don't think he listens to Drago anymore, especiall if you're going by Dragonlover's story.


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What is this 'subject', and why do you require it of me?

Eh, what story is this?  Sounds interesting!

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I think they mean Big

I think they mean Big Challenges, in which Nina, my character, spoke to Drago's Bewilderbeest and talked it into ignoring Drago's orders. She convinced it to listen to Gertkura, the goddess of dragons, and to himself, instead of a "puny human." He then chose Toothless as his successor in my fan fic. ANd it's good to hear that there are people who enjoy reading my stories. :)

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Why write in these "subjects"?es

Yeah, if Toothless was his successor, then he should be glad to help Toothless

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Hope you use my suggestions!

What do you think of my suggestions Dragonmic? *Crossing fingers*

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Finally got over writers block. Again.

Chapter 31

Good Cop, Bad Cop


“Pwease pwease pwease can I go on a ride?” Smokescreen begged. Plasma looked to me for help. “You’ve flown on the other Smokebreaths haven’t you?” I asked. She shook her head. “Na, Papa willna let me! He say dat I too big to fit on his back nowadays.” She said this with a certain amount of remorse. I sighed. “Maybe later, Smokescreen,” I told her. “Plasma has some scouting to do, and I’ll ask Smoggy about it.” She squeaked in delight, then ran off to play with some young Smokebreaths. I have to ask Smoggy a few things anyway… I thought as Plasma leapt into the sky. There’s something I need clearing up.

“So, what’s the plan?”

I jumped as Unseen materialized next to me. “Oden’s Ghost, don’t do that!” I exclaimed. She shrugged. “Just asking. Mimic and I have been searching this rock for days now. No way to fly out without being spotted by Thunderdrum patrols, and there’s no hope of “commandeering” a ship, as these tiny thieves would say.” She sniffed disdainfully, her antennae curling back into ringlets. “You don’t actually think that they’re trying to keep us here, do you?” I asked. “Well, they certainly haven’t been letting us out of their sights,” Unseen pointed out, nodding to a Smokebreath above us. He was watching us with utmost scrutiny. “Take my advice, Toothless,” She snarled. “Get answers out of their ringleader, and fast.” She disappeared. I sighed, rubbing my face with a paw. While I tried to hope everyone was just being paranoid, there was something going on that we didn’t know about. Since we’d arrived, at least one Smokebreath was always following us. At first, I pegged it as curiosity, then I realized they were reporting back to Smoggy once we’d returned to our quarters.

“Toothless, I have an idea!” Hookfang announced as I slumped on my bed. “Well, this is an anomaly,” I hissed, turning my back to him. I could hear his muzzle flickering. “Just listen, alright?” He said. “We aren’t going to get answers from Smoggy anytime soon: I’ve tried. I think if we-“ “You did WHAT?!” I exclaimed, whirling on him. “Did you seriously just blow our cover, Hookfang? Do you realize that now he knows we’re trying to find out what’s going on here?!” Hookfang hissed. “I didn’t give away anything, for Thor’s sake! I just asked a few, perfectly innocent questions, that’s all!” “Do you ever think before you act?” I roared. “I think before you act!” “That doesn’t even make sense!” “SHUT UP BOTH OF YOU!!!!!”

We looked up as Meatlug roared and let loose a lava ball out the window. I heard a splash as it landed in the harbor. “YOU TWO ARE ALWAYS GOING AT EACH OTHER’S THROATS!” She screamed at us. “EVER SINCE YOU FIRST MET! WE HAVE TO WORK TOGETHER ON THIS, ALRIGHT?!” She gasped for air, looking winded. “All I want is for us to get along, guys. That’s all I want.” Hookfang and I stared at her, dumbfounded. Okay, this wasn’t the first time she’d broke up a fight, but we had never seen our sweet, sensible Meatlug explode like that. It was just too out of character to process. We glanced guiltily at each other, then sat down on either side of Meatlug. “Meatlug,” I said, smiling. “We’re going to make things right again.” “Yeah, we’ve faced giant dragons, dragon trappers,” Hookfang added, counting them on his wing claws. “… Outcast jerks, Berserker nut cases…” He frowned as he ran out of claws. “Well, you get the idea. This is just another walk in the park. Well, sure, we’ve never actually been banished before, but, seriously, we’ve handled worse.” Meatlug sighed.

“I, personally, think Hookfang’s idea is pretty good,” Torch said, poking his head through the window. “He told you about it?” I asked. Torch nodded. “I would have told you about it, if you hadn’t freaked,” Hookfang sniffed. “If we can’t get answers out of Smoggy…” He grinned wickedly. “Then we get answers out of his lackies first.”

. . .


“I swear I dinna know wha’ yer talkin’ aboot!” Cloak wheezed. Unseen and Mimic had jumped him just as he was heading to the docks, gagged him, then dragged him back to our quarters. Meatlug had dropped her bludgeon-like tail on top of him (if she sat on him, he’d be crushed) so he couldn’t get away.

“You buckets ‘o bilge water’ll be hearin’ from my lawyer!” Cloak screeched, struggling. “This is no way ta treat yer hosts!” “Relax, Cloak, we just want to talk.” I said. “And if you don’t-“ “-I have a few ideas-“ “to make sure you do!” Barf & Belch added, grinning evilly. “Barf, Belch, this is supposed to be a peaceful discussion…” I pointed out. Hookfang burst into flames, leering over the Smokebreath. “Who needs peaceful?” He growled. “I’ve been waiting for a chance to flame up for ages!” Stormfly squawked at him, driving him away from our prisoner. “We aren’t going to torture him, we just want some answers!” She insisted, turning back to Cloak. “Don’t pretend we haven’t noticed you and the other’s spying on us for Smoggy. Just answer our questions, and we’ll let you go.”

Cloak groaned, stopped struggling, and sunk to the floor. “It’d be mutiny if I gave away any ‘o oor plans. What do ye need ta know?” I sat down on the rug. “We need to know why we’re being watched. Why the Smokebreaths are dealing with humans. About Smokescreen…” I paused, watching his reaction carefully. “… and the Smokestone.”

Cloak had the perfect poker face. He looked interested, but at the same time totally ignorant to what I was talking about. “Smokestone?” He asked. “Nae idea wha’ yer talkin’ aboot, matey, but I’ll have to ask aboot it next time I get inta port.” Torch growled, causing the floor to shake. “How’s about I give you a lift?” He asked. “I think you’d fit nicely in my stomach for the trip.” Cloak squeaked in a very un-pirate way, trying to squeeze under Meatlug more. “Alright, alright, I’lll tell ye what ye want ta know!” He shrieked. “Jus’ keep the big one awa’ from me!” I suddenly realized what these seemly fearless little dragons feared: dragons larger and stronger than them. “Torch, keep your head in,” I ordered as he pulled it out. “And be prepared to fire if this guy turns difficult.” Torch gave me a screwball look at my change of heart, then it dawned on him. He snickered, leveling his face towards Cloak. “You’ve got it, Alpha.” I blinked. This was the first time he’d called me Alpha.

“Well, ta answer yer first question, yer bein’ watched because we dinna trust ye,” Cloak began, eyeing Torch warily. “We took ye here because there was nowhere else ta put ye, not an island in sight! Bu’ that disna mean we thought ye wouldn’t cause any trouble around here, as ye’ve demonstrated just now.” I gave him a look and he continued. “The Cap’n had a couple dragons watchin’ ya, just in case you tried somethin’. Nae hard feelins, mate, it’s just Smokebreath nature ta be cautious around other races.” “What about the humans, then?” I prodded. “Why on earth did you decide to deal with them?”

“Well, you do, don’t you?” Cloak asked, humbling me slightly. “Put it this way: with our nest complete, we got a little… antsy, I suppose you’d say. We were drivin’ each other stark ravin’ mad! So, Cap’n Smoggy got the brilliant idea that we should steal, pillage, plunder, and basically do what we normally do, but we also trade with humans to get rid of extra stuff we don’t need. It’s nae for survival, since we can get everything we need on our own. It’s just for the flock to let out a bit of steam, so we don’t kill each other.” “Well, that I can relate to,” Hookfang snorted, clearly remembering that one winter snowstorm where we’d resorted to biting each other’s tails out of boredom.

“And er… about Smokescreen…” Cloak muttered, clearly not wanting to say any of this. “Oh, lackaday, Smoggy’ll kill me! Is there any possible chance ye won’t want to hear this? It be a pretty long tale…” His face fell as we sat down. “Thought not…”

            It was about three years ago, during the spring fog season. See, by then, we’d already had a few ships, but we were extremely vulnerable, since we’d only been sailing for about a year at that time and were still getting the hang of rigging. So, we only traded with humans during early fall and spring, when the fog was as thick as pea soup. We also created another way of disguising ourselves: Smoke Shapes.

            The Smokebreaths knew that most islands still killed dragons on sight, no matter how small. As usual, it was Smoggy who got the bright idea that we use our call to fame to help us trade and communicate with humans, without getting them into a fuss. He’d always been the best at concealing himself, and he taught us how to fold our smoke into human shapes. We even managed to hold decorations onto our Shapes, by some strange magic. It wasn’t perfect, but it worked well enough for us to walk onto any island, with the right introduction.

            We couldn’t just walk up to humans and tell them we’d like to trade. Even our Smoke Shapes would cause a panic. We lingered off shore for a few days, sometimes weeks, just to get them used to the sight. Then we’d go in a grand procession to the docks, then try to explain what we were trying to do. Normally, the islanders first tried to attack us, then run away, then come back looking extremely foolish after their slightly braver comrades read the Smoke Speak. We normally got our point across, and all’s well that end’s well.


            When we first landed on Outcast Island, that big fella Alvin was remarkably calm about the whole thing. In fact, he welcomed a strange abnormality like us. The Whispering Deaths that they trained on that island could obviously sense we were dragons, but they didn’t let on to their riders. If there’s one good thing about Whispers, they can keep a secret to the grave.

            As we were leaving, a man pulled Smoggy’s Smoke Shape aside and asked him for a favor. I had no idea what the Helhiem that human had asked him until Smoggy recruited a small crew at the Bog to head back to Outcast Island. Apparently, the man’s daughter had been born with white hair and red eyes, something they call a Ghost Child. Smoggy must’ve immediately known the human was Albino, something that we Smokebreaths think is lucky. But Alvin had ordered the babe be drowned the day after next, and the father asked if we’d take her someplace safe. Being the overly noble, foolhardy dragon he is, Smoggy agreed instantly.

            There was another part of our agreement: the man, in repayment for saving his daughter’s life, would give us something we needed to keep up our trading operation. It’d been tossed from hand to claw, until it’d reached Alvin, who kept it under lock and key. We called it the Smokestone, a mystical artifact that allowed the user to create a wall of fog you could bash your nose on, hide in broad daylight, and become the total master of fog and mist. We needed it to improve our Smoke Shapes, as well as trade more often with humans. In the hands of Smoggy, the Smokestone could make us invincible.

            The first part of the trade went well. We landed in early morning, before anyone else was awake, and two men were waiting: the father, and his friend. I’d known Smoggy since we were hatchlings, and I knew the minute he set his eyes on that ghost-white baby, he’d never let her go away.

            Alvin stormed in just as we were about to leave. Smoggy passed the human babe to Choke, then ordered us to attack. He and a few others bought the crew enough time to set sail. We escaped. Unfortunately, Cap’n “Butter Claws” Smoggy dropped the Smokestone. It landed on the baby and bonded to her. We tried to remove it, but Smoggy swore fire and painful death to any dragon that tried. If the stone was severed, the human would die, and Smoggy had already fallen in love with her. Honestly, he was like a human who found a lost puppy! He managed to convince us that we could still use the Stone by controlling Smokescreen. Turns out, the little fog wisp was just what we needed. You could say she’s grown on us.

            Smoggy made everyone swear on his or her mother’s rusty battle-axe that we wouldn’t tell a soul what happened on Outcast Island. Not even Smokescreen. He seems to think that if we told her where she came from and what could’ve happened to her, it’d tear her apart. Her feelings are what he’s worried about, but if she becomes too upset, the Smokestone’s powers could reverse, taking away our smoke instead of empowering it. This has only happened once before, and if it happens again, we could loose our ability. Permanently.

We gaped at Cloak as he finished his tale. “So, what you’re saying is that there’s a magical gem inside of that adorable little girl that controls smoke?!” Mimic exclaimed. Unseen hissed. “I can’t believe you’re keeping the truth from her!” She exclaimed. “All Changewings have a maternal instinct, and my instinct is telling me this is just wrong!” “Well what can we do?!” Cloak whined. “She’s nearly three now, even though she looks much older! Her father’s dead, we have no clue what happened to her mother! Dragonese is the only language she knows! We’re all she’s ever known! We’re her family, by blood or not.” The Changewings were about to retort, but I held up a wing. “I understand, Cloak,” I said. “I know a human who was raised by a dragon from the age of ten up. It’s not unnatural.” His head shot up in surprise. “Come again, lad?” He asked. “Does… does this human yer talkin’ about speak the language?” I nodded. “Nina acts as translator most of the time,” I explained. “So she does…” Cloak fell into a state of silent pondering.

Just then, then was a fit of loud tapping at the other window. “Sharpshoot.” Torch reported, sliding his head further into the room. He nosed the windows open and the Terror collapsed in a heap on the rug. “Toothless…” He wheezed. “I am going to murder you…” “Why, what’d I do?” I asked defensively. “Let me guess…” Sharpshoot growled. ”You simply forgot to tell me that you were going to Breakneck Bog? I HAVE BEEN FLYING AROUND THIS ENTIRE ARCHIPELAGO FOR THREE WEEKS, TOOTHLESS! THREE WEEKS! IS THIS SOME KIND OF JOKE?!” It finally dawned on me, and I couldn’t help but laugh. “Heheheh… sorry, I guess I didn’t clue you in. Anyway, coming here was definitely not part of the plan!” Sharpshoot hissed, before sitting up and taking a look at the scene around him. “This island is nuts,” He chattered. “I know, right? Any messages?” I asked. Sharpshoot held out a leg and I took the note from him.

I stopped when I saw the penmanship.

“Sharpshoot, you didn’t write this,” I said. “You’re claw writing isn’t as neat as this.” He sighed. “You had to remind me. No, it was Nina who wrote this.” “NINA?!”

I read through the letter in a panicked haze:


            Dear Toothless,

                        I’ve recently returned to Berk with Darrien and Herby, and let me be the first to say that you really messed this one up! No disrespect meant, I’m just still hopping mad about what your friend Sparkplug told me about this Night Fury Mindrake! When he shows his face, I am going to give him such a whooping that his ancestors will feel sore! You hear me? SORE!

            Anyway, Hiccup is safe. We snuck him past Slash’s guards and we’re keeping him at the tree lab. By the way, we need to reward Ruffnut and Tuffnut when this is all over, their distraction was perfect and hilarious to watch! (I’d tell you all about it, but since I’m running out of time here, I’ll just say it involved a lot of Thunderdrums).

            While Hiccup’s taking a (very reluctant) leave of absence, I’m acting as leader for the humans on Berk. For some reason, Sparkplug keeps calling me either “Beta” or “Deputy”, it must be a Skrill thing.

                                                                                    Oden be with you all,

                                                                                                Nina Haddock

P.S. Oh, and we also dressed Hiccup up as a pumpkin monster. Just to let that one sink in.


I stared at the note. After taking a few breaths, a groaned and slammed my head into a post. “Let me guess: Nina wants to kill Lunar.” Stormfly predicted. I groaned again, nodding. “Urgh, why does she have to be so darn protective?” I roared, whirling around and slamming my head into another post. “She’s going to get herself killed! Lunar is even more of a maniac than Dagur, and on top of that, he’s smart!” “She hasn’t made a move in four weeks, so I think she’s managing her anger.” Sharpshoot pointed out. “He’s been out of action for at least six weeks,” Hookfang pointed out. “She probably just can’t figure out where he is. Trust me, Nina is not going to let this go without bashing some heads.”

Terrific, I thought ruefully. Let’s hope she surprises me again, because Lunar is not going to come down easy…

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Three weeks. That's how long it took you to continue this story...You've kept us all waiting for WAY too long. But the story is good. :)

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Yeah, sorry...

School stress is a martyr on my creativity. But I'll update this more frequently now, promise!

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So the truth comes out. And Nina has a grudge on Mr. Mess-with-your-head-fire-breathing-maniac.

The suspense is killing me! Please write more.

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Nina vs Lunar!!!!!!!!!!!

((Is it weird that I think of Amon's voice when I read Lunar's dialogue? You know, from Legend of Korra?))

Chapter 32

Nina’s Flight of Revenge



“That was terrific!” I laughed. I spun Slash’s newly disappeared helmet on my wing claw. “That was even funnier the third time!” Darrien and Nina laughed with me. “I have to admit, messing with the Speed Stingers is pretty awesome, even though we’re under a state of siege.” Darrien said. “I haven’t had this much fun since the Outcast Wars!” I sighed at yet another reference I didn’t understand. I was getting used to it, and didn’t ask anymore what they meant. I had enough on my mind at the moment.

How can Lunar be related to Toothless? I thought, disbelieving. It’s just not conceivable! Toothless isn’t like him at all, he wouldn’t kill unless he had to… Then I remembered what Hiccup had moaned the night Lunar started torturing him:

“He didn’t mean to do it…”

 “Well, let’s hope Hiccup doesn’t make too much of a fuss when we get to the tree lab late,” Nina sighed. “He’s been a nightmare since we put him up there.” I cocked my head. “Why? Isn’t he glad Lunar can’t get to him?” Nina crossed her arms, her gaze drifting into the difference. “Hiccup and I were born from different parents, but we’re still a lot alike,” She explained. “We both always want to be where the action is, and we always get grumpy when we’re kept away, whether it’s in a far distant land, or a Dragon Race right on Berk.” My head spines shot up.

“What’s a Dragon Race?”

Darrien looked at me in amazement. “I can’t believe no one’s told you yet!” He exclaimed. “It’s only Berk’s most popular sport!” “S-sport?” I stuttered, not getting it. “What’s a sport?” Now it was Nina that gaped. “Haven’t you ever competed with any other dragons?” I shook my head. “I… well, Skrills race each other sometimes, but we mostly just stick to surviving. And I never really played with my cousins because, er…” I dipped my head. “My wing’s kind of off. I always get this painful twitch.” Nina bent down and felt the joint on my right wing. “It looks like you’re muscles are really tense right around here,” She said, tapping a place on my wing. “It’s pretty common in Strike Class, apparently. Toothless has it all the time.” “Really?” I asked. “Can you fix it?” “Sure,” She said, rubbing the joint. “I have some stuff back at my lab. Oh wait, you haven’t seen the tree lab, haven’t you?”

. . .


Before I saw Nina’s tree, I thought that trees could only be lived in once you cut them down and turned them into houses.

Nina flipped that concept upside-down.

At first, it just looked like a normal pine tree as big around as a Viking hut. Then I realized it was pocketed with windows, a ramp, and several pulley systems. There was also a set of wooden doors going into the ground at the base of the tree. Nina pulled on one of the ropes and shot into the thick branches. Darrien and I followed.

I froze when I landed. I was standing in a sea of books.

“Oh, Hiccup!” Nina yelled. “I just resorted those!” Hiccup’s shaggy head peeked around a bookshelf. “Sorry, I just can’t find where they were after I read them!” He said. “You’re shelves are more complicated than a Snaptrapper!” I carefully maneuvered around the books. “How do you find anything in this mess?” I asked. Nina groaned. “It’s normally not messy,” She said, glaring at her sibling. “Hiccup’s been tearing up my shelves looking for reading material. He’s starting to complain about me copying his inventions.” She rolled her eyes, leading me around the shelves. “Anyway, welcome to my hideout. It took an army of Terrible Terrors to build, but it was worth it.” I looked around.

The entire building was carved right out of the trunk. The inside was pretty much a maze of bookshelves, with a workbench, several shelves of equipment, and doors that led down to lower levels. In another corner were a granite slab and a cot, currently occupied by Chief Hiccup. He had his nose pressed deep in a thick book. “Hop up on the table Sparkplug,” Nina ordered, opening a chest and rummaging through it. “This will only take a second.” I followed her instructions. “Now, hold your wing out,” She said, pouring a liquid into a bowl. “And stay still. This may feel uncomfortable…” She wet a cloth and started massaging my wing with it. “Wha-? Ow!” I said as the joint popped. “Easy, hold still,” Nina said. She rubbed harder. Slowly, I felt the stiffness loosen.

“Hey, how’d you do that?” I asked, twisting it. The wrenching feeling that always happened was gone.  “You learn stuff,” Nina shrugged, putting away the liquid. “I may have to do it again, it isn’t a permanent fix.” “It worked for Fleetfoot’s sore ankles, so it can’t be useless.”

I jumped as a green head popped up from the floor. “N-Needle!” I stammered, straightening. “How long were you there for?” She shrugged. “Not long. Chief Hiccup’s been helping me with something.” We stared at each other for a long time. We hadn’t actually talked normally for weeks, not since the Plaza fire. Nina and Darrien looked between us, before coughing.

“If I can interrupt, what exactly has Hiccup been helping with?” Nina asked. Needle blushed. “Um, well…” she began. “I… I kind of wanted to… to race, but… you know, the wings…” I drew a total blank on this.

“Needle, what are you talking about?” Darrien asked. “There hasn’t been Dragon Racing since Toothless lost.” He stopped. “There hasn’t, has there?” Needle looked pointedly towards the ceiling.

“WHAT IN THE NAME OF THOR ARE YOU GUYS TALKING ABOUT?” I exclaimed, not taking it any longer. They stared at me.

“Well, you see, when Slash put everything under lockdown, a couple humans and their dragons decided that they weren’t going to stop Dragon Racing,” Needle explained. “I only recently found out about it because Cloudjumper told me about it. Apparently, there’s been this sort of illegal racing club that meets every week at midnight. Most of the racers are young, no older than 15.” Nina tilted her head. “How old are you?” Needle blushed redder. “Seven. But I am faster than most adult Stingers!” She added, puffing up fiercely. Herby, who’d been sitting above us with several other Terrors, shook his head. “Hiccup and this young Stinger have been down in the forge working on something crazy. I’ve been translating, and I still don’t understand what’s going on!” Nina’s head whipped around. “Hiccup, what are you and Needle up to?” He looked up and grinned. “Let’s just say, who says Speed Stingers can’t fly?” Nina facepalmed. “All I want to know is how you Dragon Race!” I said, climbing down from Nina’s workbench. “If it’s good enough to sneak out for, then I’m in!” Needle looked at me and, for the first time in forever, smiled. “I thought you’d never ask!”

. . .


“Welcome, Nina Haddock!” “Ruffnut and Tuffnut said together. “Wait, you two know about this?” She asked, staring at the Twins. Ruffnut had meticulously painted her face blue and yellow, while Tuffnut had just smeared a lot of black and yellow paint of his face.

Needle had shown us to the most random tangle of sea stacks I’d ever seen. Flags, bridges, and banners were strung everywhere, along with huge sets of bleachers with perches along the backs. I could hear the bleating of terrified sheep.

“Of course we know about it, we created this racing club!” Ruffnut said, crossing her arms. “Yeah, it was me who invented the game, after all!” Tuffnut added. Oh dear, I thought. If one of these knuckleheads invented Dragon Racing, then this should be interesting…

“This is… wow,” Nina said as the Twins led us through the maze of bridges. “I’ve seen some crazy race tracks, but this takes the cake!” “Is there even a plan to this?” I asked, swinging above the others. “Not really,” Nina admitted. “The basic rules of dragon racing are that there are two teams that go around for about four laps, collecting as many sheep as possible. Each sheep is worth one point. At the final lap, the Black Sheep is released, which is worth ten points. That one’s usually a tie breaker.” I nodded, finally understanding what this was about. “So you’re collecting food?” Nina froze, then burst out laughing. “No, we don’t eat the sheep!” She laughed. “This has nothing to do with survival. It’s just for fun.” I frowned. “It’d be more fun if we got to eat them.” I felt something tap my shoulder. “Hey Sparkplug.” Needle chirruped. I glanced at her. “Hey Needle,” I said. “You should probably fly the other way, there’s a lot of wood in the- wait, WHAT?!” I slipped off my perch and face planted into the bridge bellow. “Needle, you’re flying?!”

She giggled. She was wearing some sort of vest, with huge leather wings sticking out the back. She was rolling her shoulders to make them flap. On her tail was a leather replica of a Night Fury tail, with fins that seemed to move like they had a life of their own. Everyone gaped. “Hiccup’s been working on these ever since he got put under house arrest,” Needle explained. “Since Nina’s library only has so many books, he asked me to help him with something that could make me fly. So, of course I said yes!” She started laughing uncontrollably. “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do this!” She twisted around and started weaving her way through the tangle of wood. I just stared, amazed and humbled. “Needle, this is… this is going to help so much! Can you imagine how much of an edge we have now?” She fluttered back to us, nodding. “I know, right?” She landed and hugged me around the neck. I swallowed nervously, before hugging her back. “So… you’re not mad anymore?” I asked, just to be sure. She paused. “I’m not proud of you,” She said. “But… I think I can forgive you.” She smiled. I suddenly felt a thousand times happier.


“Racers, take your positions!” The announcer yelled. The stands had filled up with Vikings and dragons, all screaming and roaring in delight. “Hold still, Spark!” Mountain Rush insisted, dipping her wing into more yellow paint. “I’m not done painting the lightning bolts!” “I hate being dressed up!” I whined. “Harvest Haunt was bad enough!” She glanced at me. “What did you see up there, anyway?” She asked. “In Mildew’s hut?” “Well… you weren’t kidding about the socks,” I said. “I think that place is an undiscovered ecosystem!” She laughed, not knowing I was quoting it’s resident. “Hurry up, you two!” Needle yelled. She’d been painted with Lead Stinger stripes over her body and wings. “Okay, Pin!” Mounty yelled back. “Just hold on!” She’d painted herself with bright pink polka dots. “Is Grassgage coming?” I asked. “No, he said he had to do something for the Defenders,” Mounty explained. “Said he’d tell us about it later, or something.”

“On your mark!”

It was Nina, Darrien, Needle, Mounty and I against several huge Monstrous Nightmares and their riders, who equally matched in size.

“Get set!”

We crouched at the starting line.


The crowd roared as we shot off the platform. I saw a small white sheep run across a bridge and dived for it. A Nightmare team who cut in front of me caught it. “Ha! Nice try, Shrimp-plug!” He laughed. His victory was short lived as Nina and Darrien swooped down and stole it. “Same to you, Firebeast!” The Nadder yelled. I saw another sheep and caught it. I resisted the urge to eat it. I dropped my catch in the nearest team basket.

This is awesome! I thought, swooping for more sheep. I see why these guys like it so much!

It is entertaining.

I gasped, glancing to my right. Two bright green orbs were chasing me in the shadows, then disappeared. My spine turned to ice.

Almost a shame to bring it to an end.

Suddenly, several bridges collapsed in front of me. I braked hard, starting to turn back before more bridges fell. Soon, a cage of wood surrounded me. “No.” I breathed.

Oh, yes.

I screamed as something crashed into me. I hit the wall hard. It was pitch black, except for two fading orbs of light.

You have no idea how much trouble you’ve caused me, Ice Mite.

I was thrown against the wall again. I felt one of my back spines crack.

This will be a welcomed revenge.

I panted, sliding down the a ramp. “So Lunar,” I wheezed. “We meet again.”

Unfortunately. I thought I’d never get the smell off after I killed that Skrill.

I roared in rage, but was knocked to the side again. My eyes adjusted to the darkness. Sort of. The shape of a Night fury seemed to be melting in and out of the shadows, grinning madly.

Tick tock, your clock is running out.

I’d had enough. I electrified my scales, shooting a bolt into the darkness. The light from my skin illuminated a black figure, then it disappeared.

You’ve already failed once, Sparkplug: don’t make your end more humiliating than it has to be.

I tried to charge up again, but then Lunar hit me over the chest with something. I discharged.

“Metal. What a ridiculous weakness.” He said, actually speaking this time. He lifted me up by the throat and pinned me to the wall. His eyes lit up, and I could see his white grin. “I think it’s about time you joined your flock…” His teeth leveled towards my neck…


The barriers exploded. Flaming wood came raining down on us. Someone sailed through screaming and kicked Lunar away from me. He yelped, landing in a small circle of stone. “I don’t think so, Lunar.” Nina growled, clutching a long sword. Darrien maneuvered me onto his back and flew to another sea stack, near enough to see the stand off.

Lunar stood up, panting. He wiped his bleeding jaw. “So, you’re the Dragon Tongue?” He asked, facing Nina. “I admit, I’m impressed: no one’s ever gotten the better of me like that before.” The paced around each other. “You’re going to see a lot more of that, Mindrake!” She hissed. “Especially after what you did to my brother!” Lunar just smirked. “That’s right, I am a Mindrake.” His eyes lit up.

Nina tried to take a step, but froze, it was almost like she was fighting invisible strings holding her back. She growled deep in her thrat, beads of sweat forming on her skin. Suddenly, she screamed and ran at Lunar. He narrowly missed being decapitated. “What?” He roared, hovering. “How is this possible?!” Nina started laughing like a maniac. “I’ve been fighting people toying with my mind for years!” She roared back. “I’m not controlled by anybody! Especially not you!” She jumped, swinging the sword and cutting a gash across his chest.

Lunar seemed rattled. He’d obviously never seen this kind of reaction to his Mindrake powers.  “He’s toast…” I wheezed. Darrien didn’t say anything. He was staring at the fight with rigid focus.

Lunar was now clinging to the side of a sea stack, far above the reach of Nina’s blade. “What’s the matter?” Nina called up, still smiling crazily. “Not so tough without your Speed Stinger pawns?” Lunar glanced around, then smiled. “Don’t be so sure.”

Nina was suddenly tackled by blurs of green. She screamed, but then was cut short as they started beating her. Darrien dropped me on the stone and dived in to help her. Two-dozen more Stingers overpowered him. Slash walked down the ramp to the spit of land. “Filthyhuman,” He sniffed, turning to Lunar. “What should we do with them?” Lunar walked to where Nina was pinned, unconscious. “Kill the Nadder,” He hissed. “Leave this one to me. I want to figure out how she blocked my attack.” Slash nodded, raising his sting towards Darrien’s heart.

He was thrown into the water by a pair of strong wings. “Anyone who moves gets a sustained torus of fire right in the face!” Cloudjumper roared. The Speed Stingers stayed perfectly still. Lunar prepared to fire a plasma blast, but the Stormcutter beat him to it. A huge cyclone of fire issued out of his maw. When it dispersed, Lunar had disappeared. “Valka, get your daughter,” He hissed. Valka, dressed in full battle gear, slid down his wing and ran to Nina, Herby perched on her shoulder. The Speed Stingers parted for her. She growled something, and they fished Slash out of the water, making a break for it. “Sparkplug, hold on!” Darrien yelled, a bit hysterically. He flew up, picking me up by the scruff and following Valka and Cloudjumper into the clouds. “Is she okay?” I wheezed. “Please say she’ll be okay!” “I don’t know how bad her injuries are,” Valka said once Herby translated. It doesn’t look bad from the outside, but I can’t tell much without examining her further!” “Back to the tree lab!” Herby roared, leading cloudjumper in the direction of the forests.

I felt like crying. Nina was hurt. All because I forgot about Lunar.

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What is this 'subject', and why do you require it of me?

Nina!!!!!  No!!!!


(Way cool chapter, Dragonmic! :D  I'm loving this story. ;D)

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*Whimpers pathetically*

*Whimpers pathetically* Nina's a hunter! How could she have let her guard down?! It's like her father always told her: "Let your guard down for a second in a war, and you'll lose your life." Well written, Dragonmic! I applaud you. *Random crowd gives a standing ovation*

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And thus, Lunar has made

And thus, Lunar has made a powerful enemy...


I hope Nina will be okay--she's the only one so far who's been able to stand up to Lunar effectively! (Take that, you repulsive reptile!) I'm also wondering what part the Smokebreath girl is going to play in this adventure... Looking forward to the next chapter!

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But who's the biggest threat?

But who's the biggest threat? Valka or Nina? While it's true that Nina stood up to Lunar, (darn near killed him!) as Stoick demonstrated perfectly, there is nothing a parent won't do to protect their children.

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True, true!

True, true! Parents will overcome impossible bounds to protect their children.

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I just pulled an all-nighter

I just pulled an all-nighter reading this.

The whole thing. 9:00pm to 1:00pm.

Good thing it's the weekend.


Migrated to new account: ZestyDragonWing

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So, so sorry...

I'm really sorry I've been keeping you guys waiting for so long. My life has been really stressful lately (Grades, family obligations, just plain housework) which makes it hard for me to concentrate when I finally get to writing something creative. I'll try to work on TK more often, but I make no promises with the holidays coming up (We may be getting a puppy soon, so even more cleaning for me to do! DX) Anyway, enjoy!

Chapter 33

Island of Death



“I won’t, I won’t, I won’t!” Smoggy ranted, slamming his paw down repeatedly. We were all sitting in the main hall of the Grand Caravel, in Smoggy’s fire lit corner. “I won’t follow ye ta Outcast Island! I’m fine with kicking you off there, but there’s no way I’m setting foot on that miserable spit of black rock!” He gave a scathing glare to his first mate, who was cowering next to him. “You swore an oath, Cloak! All Mist Raider crew did!” “They threatened me with the Typhoomerang, what was I supposed ta do?!” Cloak squeaked in a very un-manly whine. “Maybe, oh, I dunno, lie?” Smoggy roared, slapping him upside the head. “We’re pirates, fer Thor’s sake, it’s what we do!” I coughed. “If I may interrupt, Captain, we need you to come with us,” I said. “We need you to show us exactly where the Smokestone was being hidden when Alvin had it.” He snarled. “No, no, no!” He roared. “There is no way I’m going to Outcast Island!” He sat down heavily to prove his point. “Psst, want me to pull the bad cop routine again?” Torch whispered. “I don’t think that’ll work on Smoggy,” I whispered back. “As you can see, he’s a tad bit less persuadable.” I turned back to the Smokebreath. “Listen Smoggy: the Smokestone is terrifyingly similar to another stone I’ve heard of. If I’m right, the connection could help me win against the Speed Stingers, but I need to get to Outcast Island so I can confirm that I’m not just seeing red herring.” He snorted. “Shouldn’t ye be puzzlin’ over that sword this time ‘o day? Don’t ye need ta figure out what that does?” He asked. I smirked. “Already done.” Stormfly choked on a fish. “Wait, what?” She coughed. “When?” “Last night, I was fiddling with it some more, when my tail brushed against it,” I explained. “Here, watch…” I pulled it out of my saddlebag and placed it on the floor. I laid my tail across it. The sword sprang to life; it’s hilt twisting and coming apart like machinery. It attached itself to my Auto Tail, the leather grip coming apart and stretching all the way up to the base of my tail. It finally stilled, leaving me with a sword stuck to my tail. I held it up to their gaping faces. “Toothless…” Meatlug breathed. “It’s like it was built for you!” “Well, I guess if you want to cosplay as a Speed Stinger…” Hookfang growled, hiding his awe. “Alright, weapons of-“ “-mass destruction!” Barf & Belch cried gleefully. “’Weapon’ of mass destruction,” Unseen corrected. “There’s only one!” “Toothless, haven’t you noticed?” Torch said suddenly. “Slash’s fire is magic. The Smokestone is magic. You’re sword is magic. Where are these things coming from and why were they made? How do they even work?” “If I could get to Outcast Island, I might be able to find out,” I said, looking pointedly at Smoggy. “This changes nothing!” He shrieked, a bit hysterically. “You aren’t gettin’ me on that island even if ye drag me by my wingtips!” I rubbed my face. “Smoggy, listen to me,” I said. “If I can crack this, I can take back my home, and maybe save Smokescreen from the Smokestone.” He stiffened, staring into a blank wall. “Why would she need savin’ from it?” He growled. “I think we’ve both seen it,” I said.

After Cloak’s interrogation, I’d been watching Smokescreen a bit more closely. She was energetic, but she sometimes broke into coughing fits when playing. Sometimes she keeled over and sunk to the decks after running too fast, until some helpful Smokebreath helped her up. It was like she was being choked from the inside. Smoggy gritted his teeth and dropped his head, ashamed. “I know what ails her,” He muttered. “I know that it’s the Smokestone’s fault. But I can’t do a thing about it. They’re bonded for life.” I leaned down to look him in the eye. “Smoggy, there’s always a way,” I said. “It may not be obvious, but there is. Smokescreen can be helped.” He looked up at me. “Alright, I’ll go wi’ ye ta Outcast Island. But know this: if I see one whisker of Alvin the Treacherous, it’s every man for ‘imself!”

. . .


“Why do I have to fly?” Torch whined from above us. We’d been sailing on The Wraith for almost three hours now, and Torch had complained through almost every one. I rolled my eyes, but Smoggy got there first. “Fer the last time!” He hollered, shaking his fist at Torch. “Yer larger than three Wraiths put together! We’d be in the water ‘afore ye could say “Shark”! So quit yer whinin’ and keep flapping!” He stomped off to the helm, muttering some unsavory things about Titan breeds.

As the Smokebreaths began to Veil the ship, Stormfly pulled me over. “Toothless, are you sure this is a good idea?” she asked. Her eyes were full of concern. “Answer this, Stormfly: when have I ever been certain about anything?” She giggled. “Yeah, good point. But Alvin hasn’t exactly been buddy-buddy with Berk since Stoick died. Also, you hate Whispering Deaths.” I huffed. “It has to be done,” I said. “If I’m going to get back to Berk, I need to take some crazy chances. This could change everything.” Stormfl blinked. “What exactly do you think you’re going to find?” Before I could answer, Smoggy called me over. “I’ll tell you when we come to it.” I told Stormfly, walking to the helm.

“Before we reach land, lad, I have a few questions ta ask ye,” Smoggy growled under his breath. “Uh, sure, why not?” I replied quietly. Thick fog has a silencing effect on you.

“Listen, Toothless,” He began. “We’ve all heard about yer grand idea of a dragon army, and, well… we’re inclined ta join yer crusade. The whole bog, Mist Raiders an’ all.” My eyes widened in shock. “But that’s… that’s terrific!” I exclaimed. “Hush, keep yer voice down.” He shushed. “Some of the crew is still a bit wary about joining ya. Before I officially send my dragons inta battle, ‘owever, I need to confirm something.” He sat on the steering wheel. “You and that Mindrake fellow, Lunar: ye have a histry, don’t ya?” I stiffened. “Ach, it’s nae hard ta place, lad,” He explained. “Ya seem ta be able to predict Lunar’s actions, get inside his head. Or, more accurately, he inside your head.” I sat down on the deck. “Tell me, Alpha,” Smoggy continued. “What’s your relationship to the one who’s taken your home?” I stared out into the mist. “Lunar betrayed me about five years ago,” I began. “My family was flying North and we stumbled into a dragon raid on Berk. My siblings all went for the catapults.. At first, I didn’t want to, but… Lunar goaded me into it. When I tried to shoot out the last one, Lunar destroyed the tower, then pushed me into the line of fire. A net launcher took me down, and I lost my tailfin because of it. Because of him.” Smoggy nodded. “Ah, brother against brother.” He mused. “I’ve heard that tale before. I only asked, lad, because I wanted to know where your loyalties truly lie, and if you’d be weakened by past friendships.” I whirled on him. “Never.” I growled. “Lunar’s a maniac, a murderer, and a traitor. We may have the same parents, but we’re far from family.” Smoggy’s face twisted into a dry smile. “Good. Because nostalgia just isn’t how pirates work.” At a shout from the crow’s nest, his scales turned several shades lighter.

“Land in sight!”

. . .


I set my paw on the dock carefully. Outcast Island hadn’t changed. It was still as inhospitable as ever, with sharp, jagged rocks spiking out in all directions. It was a wonder the Outcasts didn’t just leave.

Then I remembered Outcasts liked inhospitable.

“Okay, stay in a tight formation,” I whispered to the landing party. “We don’t want to get spotted- Smoggy, stop whimpering!” I snapped. The usually tough Smokebreath seemed to become more terrified the longer he was on the island. He disappeared in a cloud of smoke that hovered above my head.

“Torch, you need to stay here,” I said as the giant landed. “There’s no possible way for you to fit into those tunnels.” He huffed, but slid over to the water to see if there were any eels. That’s… uncharacteristic, I thought. Usually, he puts up a fight whenever I tell him to hang back.

Unseen and Mimic materialized in front of me. “No guards off the south entry,” Unseen reported. “But there seems to be a big shindig going on in the dragon arena. They have some strange dragons locked up in a cage.” “There’s also a lot of Whispering Deaths patrolling the corridors,” Mimic added. “They may have limited vision, but they have very good hearing. We almost got caught a few times.” I nodded. “Dragons move out.”

. . .


I plastered myself to the wall as yet another Whisper slithered past, just inches from me. She didn’t even notice Hookfang and the Changwings clinging to the ceiling.

“Great Thor, these dragons are blind as bats!” Hookfang whispered once the Whispering Death passed. “No wonder they spend their lives in a hole.” Meatlug, Stormfly, and Barf & Belch came out from behind a boulder. “There’s too many guards for this to be normal,” Stormfly growled softly. “Both humans and dragon. What on earth is going on in that arena?” Dust fell from the ceiling, and the Outcasts in the arena roared in excitement. “I would rather not find out,” I said, yanking Smoggy off my head. “Let’s get to the main chambers.”

We went down a few more tunnels, until we found ourselves in a huge cavern. It wasn’t Whisper made: It looked like a gigantic, extinct lava pocket, from when Outcast Island was a rock of fire. There were several fresh burrows, and many small, dusty dips in the stone, which I recognized as the Whisper’s nests. It appeared that they drilled in a circle until they’d made a nest of soft dirt. Some of the ones on the upper levels of the cavern had eggs in them. It seemed empty, before my tail hit a rock.


We were surrounded. Giant spiky snakes glided down from the shelves, or drilled up from the ground. They herded us into a circle, hissing a menacing chorus of whispers.

“What do you think you’re doing here?” One of them growled. “You were not invited to the lair!”

“I come in peace!” I roared. “I just want to talk, no tricks. Where is the Foresnake?” Foresnake was the term for the leader of a Whispering Death bunker. There was a heated argument amongst the guards, until a loud hiss silenced them.

“Well, it ssssseems the fallen king hasss lowered himssself to our level.”

Groundsplitter was on the smallish side. Obviously, not the smallest in the Burrow, but not the largest either. He was still the most ferocious in the group, which was probably why he was the first dragon Alvin trained, and his personal mount. Even in the dim light, I could see the spikes in his saddle and on his armor. The other dragons made way for him. “Groundsplitter?” I greeted, dipping my head respectfully. He sniffed. “Come begging for help, have you?”

Hookfang growled, but was silenced by Unseen and Mimic, who both coiled their tendrils around his snout to keep him from speaking. I maintained my dry attitude. “Actually, we came here for research.” I explained. “Reasssearch, ay?” He growled, rising to his full height. “And doesss my masssster know of this, ‘Research?’” I’d known this was coming. Groundsplitter was a stickler for rules, and was fiercely loyal to Alvin. I shook my head. “No, this concerns only dragon kind,” I said. He snorted with laughter. “I’d never thought I’d hear a Berkian dragon say that!” He chuckled. “I’ve changed a bit these few months,” I said. “I need information on an item that used to belong on Outcast Island. It’s called the Smokestone.”

The clamor was enormous.

“What do you know of that cursed object?” Groundsplitter demanded. “Where is the fool who has taken it?” “Oh, sorry ‘ell face, that’s classified information, ye ken?” Smoggy finally piped up, loosing his cloud of smoke. He looked murderous. “I may be many things,” Smoggy growled, hovering in front of the baffled Whisper. “Pirate, sneak thief, bluster. But if there is one thing I ain’t, it’s a fool!” He spat a small glob of ash on the floor. “So stick that in yer maw a crunch it!” The entire cave burst into a fit of laughter.

“Ssso, thisss is one of your attempts at humor?” Groundsplitter asked when he resumed breathing. “Telling me that a Smoke-Breather isss the one who stole the Heartstone?” I sighed. “Unfortunatly, he’s serious,” I explained. “This is Captain Smoggy, leader of Breakneck Bog.” “And don’t ye forget that name!” Smoggy steamed. “Fool… reckless, maybe, but I ain’t no fool…” He muttered, retreating into the group. It’s amazing how such a grizzled dragon can be so sensitive. Groundsplitter returned to serious. “If you want information on the relic, Night Fury, you won’t find it here.” He hissed. He turned to some of the larger guards. “Escort these trespassers out. What you do with them afterwards is your decision.” Meatlug swallowed. When a Whispering Death said that, it meant nothing good. We had our backs pressed together as the Whispers closed in.

“Foresssnake, if I may…”

I looked up and my face fell even more. Groundshaker slithered out of a cave. So this is where he’d gone when we told him to find other Whispers! There were more Whispers on Outcast Island than anywhere else in Barbaria. “What do you want thisss time, Lone snake?” Groundsplitter growled. “More ussseless ideas on how to ‘Defend’ the island?” The much larger dragon looked down at him with a bored expression. “On the contrary, I believe that the “Alpha’s” motives concern us all,” Groundshaker hissed slowly. “And by all, I mean all.” Groundsplitter silenced and glared at him. “Speak further,” He commanded. “Mindrakesss are no laughing matter, Foresssnake,” Groundshaker explained. “They can reach into the deepest, darkest parts of your sssoul and pull them to the surface, infecting you with your worst fears, your worst memories.” The Outcast dragons shuddered. They doubtlessly had a few experiences they didn’t want used against them. “While this particular Mindrake is too young to have that kind of power, he can still use his own thoughts to delay you, incapacitate you, and even kill you. It would be foolish to think that once he takes Berk completely, he won’t come for Outcast Island, and every other island in the Archipelago.” Groundsplitter seemed to be thinking deeply, but still didn’t look convinced. It was obvious why these two didn’t like each other: Groundshaker was a silver-tongued twisted politician, while Groundsplitter was more into crashing through rock and shredding things.

“Splitter, head his warning.”

The surprisingly gentle voice came from a nest in one corner of the cave. A stormy gray female with blue spines and a violently orange underbelly slithered towards the lead dragon. She was heavily pregnant, having trouble moving more than a few feet away form her nest. Groundslpitter rushed over. “Mica, please, return to the nest,” He insisted, nudging her back to the dark corner. She brushed him away gently. “Splitter, please listen to the Night Fury,” She pleaded. “If what the loner says is true, than we cannot turn away from this fight.” Groundsplitter snorted in light humor. “This coming from a pacifissst?” He earned a swat over the head. “Sssstick to the point!” She growled. “Like it or not, Berk has the power at the moment. They are our first line of defense against invaders. If they fall, the rest of us fall with them.”

. . .

The Whispering Deaths kept us under close guard in one corner as they argued. It was better than being attacked, I suppose, but the suspense was killing me. “Young Alpha.” The female Whisper from before laboriously slithered to our area. The guards began to object, but she gave them a look and they pretended not to notice. “Um, thank you, for earlier,” Stormfly said. “I think that would’ve turned bad if you and Groundshaker hadn’t jumped in when you did.” The dragon nodded. “They call me Mica here,” She explained. “I’m not a full member of this flock, but I do have some influence over Splitter. I heard you wished for information on the stone?” She added. “Won’t you get in trouble with your burrow?” I asked. She shook her head. “In Whispering Death Bunkers, information is worth less than sea water,” She said. “We will give and keep secrets if instructed, but otherwise, a colony has very few secrets. Splitter is only so frantic about it because of the human’s tendency to keep information so close to them. Now, what is it you’d like to know?” I showed her my tail sword. “I believe that the Smokestone, the Ruby Heartstone, and the gems in this blade are the same thing. Am I right?” Mica brushed her wing against the sapphires. “You are correct: They are all Heartstones.” “Heartstones?” Meatlug asked. “I’ve never heard of those…” “That’s because they are not naturally made,” Mica said. “They are the remains of a dead star, which break apart and crystallize into the jewels you see before you. Very few reach Midgard, but when one does, it’s always imbued with the power to control what ever it first touches: water, fire, earth, and wood are just a few examples.” “So, these rocks basically suck up power from whatever they land on?” Hookfang jumped in. “Not exactly…” Mica said. “They must first be cracked open, and a small amount of the substance must seep inside the break. They do not often occur naturally, so you have humans to thank for their imbuement.”


“Yes, human jewelers are to blame for powering many different stones,” Mica said bitterly. “When they cut the stone, anything near it get’s sucked violently through the crack, empowering it and scaring the life out of the human. They often just throw the stone away, destroy it if they’re smart, but these stones are picked up by many different dragons and either used or locked away, such as the Ghost Island stone. I believe that one had a Red Plasma imbuement?” I drummed my claws on the sword. “That’s why the Ruby Heartstone was buried under Red Wing Mountain.” I realized. “So it could be kept away from dragons who’d use it for they’re own agendas.” Mica nodded. “These stones always seek a host to carry them. When they are activated- like how the Smokestone was- they jump to the first one they deem are worthy to accept them.” “Wait a minute!” Smoggy yelped. “Do ya mean ta say, miss, that they’re alive and can… jump to a living being?” “That is correct…” She said carefully. His face broke into a wide grin. “Ya hear that, lads? It wasna me who got Smokescreen linked. It was the ruddy stone itself! I ain’t a Butter Claws!” A huge weight seemed to be taken off his shoulders. “Anyway, how would you remove a Heartstone from its host?” I asked. Mica looked between all of us, before finally lifting up my tail. With the sword attached. I grinned. “I knew it!” I cheered. “This is the key to everything!” “In legends, they call that blade Ripsoul,” Mica explained. “If slashed across the chest of the host, it will separate the Heartstone and the Heartholder. In some circles, it’s nicknamed “The Blade of No-Kill”, because it leaves the stone and the host unharmed.” Now I was twitching with excitement. “Toothless, settle down!” Stormfly exclaimed. “How is this going to help us get home?” “Guys, Slash bonded with the Ruby Heartstone!” I spelled out. “Just give me an opening and it’ll be over! He’ll be removed from the scene, I can have a good, clean shot at Lunar, and we can all go home!” “Um, you said those sapphires are parts of a Heartstone, right?” Unseen said from the ceiling. Everyone jumped: we had forgotten about them, and the Whispers totally missed them because of their camouflage. “Er, um, yes…” Mica stuttered, searching for the source of the voice. “Then what powers do they have?” Mimic added. We all stared at the sword, until a brainstorm hit me. “Stormfly, do the plate thing again.”

Her tail rubbed the section behind my ear, and my back plates split. I concentrated and went into Alpha mode. Mica winced at the sudden light, but watched the spectacle appreciatively. I raised the sword over my head. “Ripsoul,” I commanded. “Charge up, standby to fire.” Somehow, I knew exactly what to say, because the Heartstones in the sword lit up the same as my skin. Everyone, including the Whispering Death guards watched with amazement. “Toothless, you’re a-“

I didn’t hear the rest of Stormfly’s praise, because I was suddenly thrown into a swirl of black and green.

I knew I wasn’t just imagining things.

Lunar’s fuzzy image appeared in front of me.

Looks like my divination’s better than the Moonserpas told me. I saw that you’d eventually discover Ripsoul, and it’s powers. Good thing my mind link was timed correctly.

“Lunar, what is it this time?” I roared. The static of his dream form was enough to give someone a seizure. He’s not concentrating enough, I realized. Something’s rattled him.

I am not rattled! You’re Dragon Tongued flock mate packs quite a few surprises, however.

“So, met Nina, have you?” I asked, feeling more than a little smug at his reaction. “Just to let you know, you never had a chance against her.”

Oh, brother, what makes you think I lost?

I went ridged. “What did you do to her?” I breathed, my blood turning cold. “If you’ve used you powers on Nina, I’ll-“

Save your breath, my powers are useless on her!

I took a double take. “Wait, what?”

Something about her will to resist and all that rubbish. But don’t worry about me: my bumbling idiot of an associate straightened her out before she could do any serious damage.

I shivered, feeling sick.

It’s a shame that Stormcutter and the Dragon Lady swooped in before I could try and figure out how she does it. I’ll find her though: I’m on her trail right now, thanks to a new friend of mine. One of your half-baked team of revolutionaries, I believe. Oh, and before I go…

Several images filled my vision. I saw an army of Night Furies. I saw Snaptrappers, Boneknappers, Grapple Grounders, and Sand Wraiths. I saw a line of chained Skrills, electrifying some sort of white gem.

This is what my team looks like. They’re waiting in the wings, but can mobilize at a moments notice. Don’t even try to stop me, Redfin. Just run back to Mommy again.


I was trust back into reality. Stormfly was shaking my shoulder. “Toothless, what on earth happened?” She gasped as my vision focused. “You just went still and you were shouting, and-“ “No time to explain!” I said. “Lunar’s more equipped than we thought. He’s got hundreds of dragons to fight with. I think the entire remaining population of Night Furies is under his command!” Barf & Belch gulped at the same time. “How many is that?” Hookfang ventured to ask. “Even more than I thought could be,” I growled. “I need you guys to head back to the boat and help the Mist Raiders prepare Breakneck Bog. I’ll stay here with Stormfly and try to get the Whispering Deaths on our side. Enough of these dragons could tip the scales just a bit.” They nodded without argument and (the guards letting them pass through) ran down the tunnel leading to the surface. “Hookfang, wait,” I said. The Nightmare skidded to a halt. “Get a message to Sharpshoot,” I ordered. “I think there’s a traitor in the Solar Defenders. We need to find them before it’s too late.”

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New Chapter! (done quickly this time...)

Chapter 34

Back at the Lab



Hiccup was pacing. Darrien was pacing. I tried to pace, but Lunar had injured my leg. Needle and Mountain Rush were huddled in the corner near the fire, terrified out of their wits. Finally, Valka came into the main room. She’d taken off her armor, revealing a simple green dress with a fur vest. “It’s alright, she’ll be fine,” She said, wiping off her hands. “She was beaten badly, but the worst she’ll have is a few new scars and a bad headache.” The entire room seemed to let out its breath. Darrien, Hiccup, Valka, and Herby went into the back room to be with Nina. Cloudjumper stayed behind to watch us.

“This is all my fault,” I said finally. “If I hadn’t let my guard down, I would never have been caught by Lunar.” Cloudjumper rested a huge wing on my shoulder. “Sparkplug, you couldn’t have predicted this,” He said. “Everyone believed Lunar was still recuperating. Your brigade did a number on him.” I growled, nipping at my bandages in frustration until Cloudjumper stopped me. “What use did that do?” I roared. “Nina still got hurt, and our cover is blown! How are we going to keep with the Solar Defenders?” “We should probably stay low for a while,” Needle said. “Pin’s right, we can’t be seen.” Mounty agreed. “If we stop with the pranks for a while, maybe they’ll forget and then we can remind them!” Cloudjumper shook his head. “No, Lunar is actively hunting us now,” He said. “It will only be a matter of time before he and the Speed Stingers find this place.” “So, we fight?” I asked. “If it comes down to it,” Cloudjumper said. “Though I highly doubt we’d win.” My head flopped down onto Nina’s workbench. Suddenly, there was a tapping on the window. “Oh, Sharpshoot!” Needle exclaimed, leaping up and opening the shudders. The Terror landed on the bench next to me. “Breaking news from Alpha Toothless!” He gasped. “He’s found a way to defeat Slash!”


We all shouted in joy and gathered around the letter. “It says that he found a sword on Breakneck Bog that can sever the bond between Slash and the Ruby Heartstone,” I read. “Guys, this is it! He says he’ll be coming back to Berk soon!” Needle cheered and ran around the room in delight, with Mounty throwing loose spines in the air like confetti. Even Cloudjumper had a hard time keeping a straight face. Hiccup came in to see what all the noise was, and grinned widely when Herby translated for him.

“YES! Mom, Toothless is coming home!” He yelled, running back into Nina’s room. “Sharpshoot, get word to Toothless that we’ll be waiting for him,” Cloudjumper ordered. “Tell him to get any allies he’s gathered and converge on Dragon Island. He’ll have friends waiting there.” Sharpshoot nodded, quickly penned a note, then shot out the window, closing it behind him. “Herby, I’ll need you to find Skullcrusher and his rider,” He said, directing his attention towards the elderly Terror. “Tell him to bring their men to the exact same location. And tell him to remember the traps!” Herby grinned mischievously and exited the same as Sharpshoot. “Cloudjumper, what’s going on?” I asked. “What friends? Who’s Skullcrusher?” “Skullcrusher is the one dragon on Berk you have not had the misfortune to meet,” The Stormcutter sighed. “He’s a Rumblehorn, and a hardened soldier. His rider is an ex-dragon trapper.” My eyes widened. “Hold on, what’s been going on around here?” Cloudjumper sighed. “I think it’s about time I told you about the other Solar Defenders…”


            When Toothless first found out about the Solar Defenders, he knew that all of you were dead serious about taking on Lunar. He also knew that there was no way he was sending you out on the battlefield with the amount of training you kids had. So, he enlisted Skullcrusher, Myself, and other elder dragons that could give you more advanced training and survival skills.

Unfortunately, he was banished before we could organize the team.

After his defeat, I took up command of the other Solar Defenders. I sent Skullcrusher and his rider, Eret Son of Eret, to gather some of the old Nest dragons that had decided to run wild rather than stay on Berk. But, things didn’t quite go as we’d planned: Skullcrusher started sending reports of more dragons, never seen at the Nest, wanting to join up. It seems that Lunar had gained quite a few enemies over five years, and all wanted to play a part in his defeat. Thinking up a new plan, I told him to gather as many dragons as he could, Nest born or not, and start creating a camp on Dragon Island. Wanting to keep it a secret, I told him to send patrols out to keep Toothless away from the Island, just in case he disapproved of the necessary actions we were taking.

We started filling up quickly. The biggest surprise was when a huge family of Typhoomerangs showed up on Dragon Island, saying that they’re sibling had persuaded them to join.

When Toothless’ reports from his own recruiting process came in, and when we realized what Lunar could really do, we saw we were hilariously outmatched. We hadn’t wanted to resort to it, but Skullcrusher persuaded the rest of us. He and Eret went to get Eret’s former men to help on the battlefield. Those humans had been training most of their lives to take down dragons without killing them. If Eret could persuade them to turn over a new lead, we would have the advantage of both trained Berkian warriors and trained dragon trappers.

I believe that our efforts are impressive, but I still fear it my not be enough.


My jaw hung at a 90* angle. “You have been working behind our backs this entire time?!” I spat. “Not behind your back,” Cloudjumper said. “You had your job to do, and we had ours. We didn’t want to distract you from weakening Slash and Lunar’s defenses, or get your hopes up. Things weren’t… very clear when we first started recruiting.” My spines flattened, causing a great deal of pain. When Lunar had thrown me, two of my spines had cracked. I knew that it would impair my lightning attacks, even with all the plaster bandages Hiccup had layered onto them.

“Truthfully, we were watching you.”

I looked up. “What do you mean?” I asked. “Toothless had figured out the only reason you joined the Defenders was to get revenge on Lunar,” Cloudjumper growled. “He told me that if I ever saw any signs that you were looking for trouble, I was to try and steer you away. Though, in retrospect, you are very covert in your opporations.” Needle’s eyes widened, then she turned an accusing glare on me. “You have no idea how much that explains!” She growled. “I always knew you had another reason to join! You didn’t care about the Defenders! All you wanted was to get closer to Lunar!” I shook my head, now filled with panic. “Needle, it’s not like that! Well, it was at first, but I do care about the team! I just… have to do this. I have to take down Lunar. It’s not like Toothless is ever going to do it!”

Total silence.

“What would make you say that, young one?” Cloudjumper asked. “Hah, of course you hadn’t noticed!” I said. “You’ve been too busy looking at their differences. Try looking at their similarities: they’re the same age, the same size, and the same build! Remove Lunar’s marking, and you wouldn’t be able to tell them apart! Not to mention that Lunar’s younger brother was shot down in Berk five years ago. The exact same as Alpha Toothless.” I stood on top of the desk. “They’re brothers! Only a few months apart! This is why Toothless has been telling us to wait, not because we can’t fight Lunar! We could have finished him off ages ago! It’s because he can’t stomach the thought of his family being killed!” Cloudjumper slammed his wing down. “That’s enough!” He roared. “Sparkplug, in all this research, did you ever think, that maybe they have a bad history? That maybe, just maybe, the Alpha wants to finish his brother himself?”

I blanked, but snarled and limped over to him. I locked glares with the Stormcutter. “If he does, then he’s got to get in line.”


The doorbell rang, startling us. Mounty opened the hatch in the floor. No one was there. “That’s… weird,” She said. “Must’ve been the wind.” She closed it, but not before I saw a strange shadow cross the floor.

“If you’ll excuse me, I think I need some fresh air,” I growled, looking pointedly at the shadow. Before I went, I pulled Needle aside. “Needle, I know that my motives… aren’t really that great,” I said. “But the Solar Defenders are like my family now. I would never betray you guys.” She growled, then sighed. “If you really have to do it, then fine,” She said. “Just… don’t get yourself killed. I don’t know what I… we’d do without you.” She went over and started talking to Mountain Rush.


I climbed out through the ceiling and hung from a branch, the full moon illuminating my perch.

“You know, most dragons are a bit more stealthy?” I said to no one in particular.

“It worked, didn’t it?”

Dive’s red markings appeared on the branch next to me. He didn’t look happy. “What’s the matter with you?” I growled. “Wake up on the wrong side of the sock?” “Quit with the wise cracks,” He growled back. “I’ve got information you might need.” He suddenly had my full attention. “If this is some kind of trick, then-“ “No tricks.” He assured me.

“How do I know you’re not working for Lunar?”

He glared at me. I found that his pink eyes were about as difficult to look at as Toothless’ green. “If I were here on Lunar’s orders,” He said slowly. “You would be very dead right now.” I took his word for it.

“Look, kid, you are in serious hot water with my brother right now,” Dive explained. “He’s got patrols of Speed Stingers all over the island.” “I knew that,” I said. “And I also know that they’re going to find us very, very soon.”

“Not necessarily.”

I blinked at Dive’s grin. “What did you do?” “Nothing, honestly,” He said. “Your human friend is the culprit.” “Nina?” “The very same. She rigged up all kinds of traps and pits around this tree for miles. It took me forever to dodge them all and get here.” “Why couldn’t you have just flown?”

He sighed, rubbing his face in a way very similar to the Alpha’s. “I didn’t want to be seen,” He explained. “I’d lead the Stingers right to you.” I scratched my head, confused. “I thought you could... you know…” “Vanish?” Dive supplied. “It doesn’t work as easily as you’d think. I can turn invisible, but my shadow still betrays me. And in bright moon or sunlight, a dragon can see my silhouette. It’s better to go on foot and stick to the shadows. Now, as I was saying?” I jumped and nodded.

“Anyway, the Speed Stingers know there are a lot of traps in this area, and try to stay clear. But this is the part that you really, really need to know.” He glanced around, as if worried someone might overhear.

“Lunar’s got a dragon on the inside.”

“That’s impossible!” I exclaimed. “All the Solar Defenders are loyal, what do you-“ In a flash, he leapt onto my branch and clamped my jaws shut with his paws. “Hush up, or you’ll bring you’re pals running!” He hissed. “Listen very closely, kid; Lunar can turn anyone. And I mean anyone, even you’re most loyal supporters. Whether the kid’s doing it on his own free will or not, you’ve still got a traitor in your ranks. If the dragon leads Lunar to the tree lab, around the traps- if they flew, you could see them coming- you’re all dead meat. My advice: find them, and fast.” He released me, preparing to take off. “Wait!” I yelled.

He turned. “Why are you helping me?” I asked. “You’re on Lunar’s side!” He smirked. “Let’s just say, you remind me of another little wise guy I used to know.” He said. “Blackest had a problem staying out of trouble too.” I opened and closed my mouth, flabbergasted that he’d compared me to Alpha Toothless.

Does he know Toothless is Blackest? I wondered. He still acts like his brother’s dead.

“As for the other bit,” Dive continued. “I’m not on par with everything Lunar does. I’d just like for him to come back north with Plasma and I. The sooner you take the wind out of his sails, the faster I can drag him back to the Moonserpa’s city.” “What in Thor’s name is a Moonserpa City?” Before he could he answer, Mounty burst out of the leaves. “Hey Spark, Grassy’s back! Hey, who were you talking to?”

“M-m-Mounty! I- er, I was…” I stuttered, glancing over at the branch behind me. Dive had vanished. “No one!” I finally managed. “Ooookaaaay…” Mountain Rush said, giving me a look. “Well, come back inside, it’s cold out here.” “I’ll see you later kid,” Dive whispered in my ear. “I’m no fortune teller, but I’ve got a feeling something’s not right.” I rush of wind told me he was gone.


When I climbed back into the main room, Grassgage was listening to Needle tell about the situation. Somehow, he didn’t seem surprised. “Hey Grassgage,” I said. He looked up. “Hi Sparkplug,” He said. “Wow, you look… really bad.” “Thanks for the encouragement,” I said sarcastically. “Where have you been? You’ve been missing all evening.” He rubbed the back of his leg. “Just doing some… scouting.” He said. “I was thinking we could use some old sea caves as hideouts.” I nodded, watching him carefully. He wasn’t looking me in the eye, and he seemed to be choosing his words carefully. He always did this when he was lying.

Lunar’s got a dragon on the inside.

“So, Grassgage,” I said, circling him. “Did you find any good hideouts?” He nodded, looking towards to door. “Where?”

He stiffened. “Um… th-there’s this place called the Howling Hole,” He said, obviously digging through his extensive knowledge of Berk. “It’s supposedly haunted, but since ghosts don’t exist-“ “Oh really?” I snarled. “What does it look like?” Needle stepped between us. “Whoa, Sparkplug,” She said. “What’s up with you all of a sudden?” “Well, Grassgage?” I urged. “What does it look like?” He gave me a screwball look. “Sparkplug, it’s a cave.” He said, as if talking to a hatchling. “So it looks like a cave.”

“Oh really?” I growled. “Then I’m guessing the Howling Hole is a big, dark, slimy place with cockroaches everywhere?” “Certainly.” Grassgage said.


He suddenly started to panic. “Wha-what do you mean?” He stuttered. “The Howling Hole isn’t dark, slimy, or big,” I snarled. “It’s small, dry, and there’s an opening in the ceiling, so it’s full of plants. I know, because that was the last place my flock nested before Lunar took them out.” He took several steps back. “Oh… right, well I was probably thinking of another… different cave.” His voice started squeaking. “Grassgage…” Needle warned. “What aren’t you telling us?” He glanced from side to side. “Look, I didn’t want to, but-“


Suddenly, Lunar materialized in the center of the room. We all leapt away. “You’ve done your job,” He snarled to Grassgage. “Now get out of my sight!” Grassgage whimpered and backed away towards the hatch. My electricity bubbled.

“You… you traitor!” I roared, lunging at him. Mounty stopped me. “Just let him go, Spark,” She said, sobbing. “He’s not worth the effort.” Grassgage seemed in pain. Needle hissed and plunged her stinger into the floor in front of him. “Get out of here.”

Grassgage scrambled out the door.

Cloudjumper growled, using his gigantic wings to push a bookshelf in front of the door to Nina’s room. “Darrien, make sure my rider’s safe in there!” He roared. There was an answering squawk. Lunar began moving towards him. “I’ll make you pay for that fireball,” He growled. He fired a plasma blast. I leapt in between them and fired a blast of my own. The two fires met, causing an explosion of purple mist. Lunar turned on me and smiled.

“So, the little Ice Mite learned a few new tricks.” I growled. “You can thank your Night Fury buddies for that one!” I roared. “I learned that when you took my flock!” He expression didn’t waver. “Poor little Sparkplug,” He sighed. “No family, no home… I almost feel sorry for you.” I suddenly snapped. I’d had enough of his games.

I lunged, my wing claws extended. Lunar sidestepped, bringing me to the floor with his tail. I whirled back on him, ducking under his claw slash and powering one of my wing claws upward.

My talons went right into his chest. ((Sorry if this is gross))

He gasped, his eyes wide. My huge wing claws had sunk all the way through his heart, and I swear I saw the points come out the other side. The floor beneath Lunar was covered in a rapidly spreading puddle of red.


Needle’s voice was soft, but to me, it sounded like a lightning strike. I drew my claws out. They were normally purple, but now blood poured off of them. Lunar was now shaking; his scales pale and his eyes sputtering with green light.

It’s over, I thought. No dragon could survive this.

Why isn’t he collapsing already?

I gasped and scrambled away. Something was happening to the lake of blood. It was shrinking, flowing up Lunar’s forelegs and back into the huge rip in his chest. The gash started knitting together, like the injury was happening in reverse. Lunar seemed to be having a seizure or something, twitching and clawing at the floor. Finally, the gash repaired fully, leaving Lunar struggling for air.

How is this… what did they do to me?

I winced. I heard Lunar’s voice in my head, but it was like he was just talking to himself. I pushed the thought aside. There was still the problem that Lunar had healed from a fatal wound in thirty seconds.

“How did you do that?” Mounty breathed. Lunar’s head whipped around. He stared at us, and I could tell by the look on his face that he had no idea.


There was huge whoosh, and almost the entire flock of Speed Stingers was in the lab. They tackled us all to the ground, forced the bookshelf aside, and entered. I tried to force my way into the room, but these Stingers were unbelievably strong. I saw them fling a net over Cloudjumper and knock him out. Lunar stood over me.

“Here anything yet?” He growled. I hissed, but couldn’t voice my thoughts, as the Speed Stingers had my jaws clamped shut. He turned to Slash.

I realized that Slash was looking… weak. His tail hung limp, and he seemed to be stumbling on his feet. There were deep, dark circles under his eyes. When he exhaled, a red mist poured out of his jaws. “Slash, take them to the Arena,” Lunar growled. He was holding a paw over the place where his wound had once been. “Why can’t we just kill all of them?” Slash wheezed. “I’m still looking for my helmet!” That earned him a slash on the face. “Just do it!” Lunar roared. “I have plans for them…” The last thing I saw before I was dragged away was Needle being shoved in a sack.

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Oh my crispy creamy cotton candy, that was intense. Just what in the world did the Moonserpas do to Lunar? Update soon, I'm dying of curiosity. :D

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O.O  Whoa.  Keep it up, Dragonmic!

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Bumbles the candy loving Lazersight Vesperwing who likes to stalk me for my food.

Adopted from goldenfury360 who made the species.

Lineart done by NightmareRebuff




 Flint the over curious gluespit.

Adopted from chameishida.


Chelsy, the least frightening indominus rex there ever was. Color shifting joke charicter extrodinare. Art by TosiLohi.

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Joined: 01/10/2015
I love this fan fic, and HOW

I love this fan fic, and HOW COULD YOU DO THIS!!!!!!!! I hate cliffhangers (Unless I'm writing them, bwa hahaha!!!) MORE, MORE, MORE!!!!!


My name is Azura Rain in game, and I love to write. In the game I am part of the clan Skyleapers.


I am a member of the SoD fan fiction club!




  1. The Last of the Lightning Keepers:
  2. The Last of the Lightning Keepers Book 2:
  3. Child of the Flightmare:
  4. Groundsplitter vs Toothless: the story: What happened between Toothless and Groundsplitter? Now we know!

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Name: Sapphire

Gender: Female

Appearance: She is blue and purple.

Age: 20

Personality: She is responsible, and takes care of my dragons.

History: She is my first dragon, and was the leader of my dragons until she was challanged by Spark.

Species: Monsterous Nightmare

Quote: "Hope is like light. Even when you think that it's gone forever, there's always some for you to find."


Name: Eclipse

Gender: Female

Appearance: She is a dark blue and purple.

Age: 20

Personality: She is very clever and sly.

History: She is my second dragon, and (unknown to my viking) is part of the underground Whispering Death movement to take over Berk. I found her egg in the tunnels after the Screaming Death's attack.

Species: Whispering Death

Quote: "I am a Whispering Death. Even when I am about to bite your head off, you should admire me, as well as fear me."


Name: Berry

Gender: Female

Appearance: She is purple

Age: 10

Personality: She is gentle, and is terrified of Eclipse.

History: She is my third dragon, and I found her egg as part of a clutch of Gronkle eggs that had been destroyed by dragon trappers. Ever since, she has been a little skittish, but very lovable.

Species: Gronkle

Quote: "Kindness goes a long way in the world."


Name: Spark

Gender: Female

Appearance: She is blue with purple highlights.

Age: 17

Personality: She is smart and clever.

History: She is my fourth dragon, and is the new leader of my dragons since she challenged Sapphire. Her and Eclipse are rivals, and she is trying to find out why Eclipse is constantly sneaking off to the old Whispering Death tunnels.

Species: Skrill

Quote: "Fear me, admire me, I don't care, just give me heavy doses of both. I am Lightning and Death itself!"


Name: Starfrost

Gender: Female

Appearance: She is blue with white.

Age: 7

Personality: She is smart, slightly vain, and very loyal.

History: She is my fifth dragon, and is friends with Berry, Sapphire, and Spark. She doesn't really trust Eclipse.

Species: Deadly Nadder

Quote: "Family is not just through blood. Your family is those who stand by you when you need them."


Name: Dawnstrike

Gender: Female

Appearance: Royal blue with gold teardrop designs

Age: 6

Personality: She is clever, intensely loyal, and fierce

History: She is my sixth dragon, and I have had her since I discovered her in the wilds of Berk

Species: Skrill

Quote: "You hurt Azura, I hurt you."


My Favorite Fan Fics On The Forum


  1. Tale of Mahelsonei Sonjen: How to betray a madman ((HIGHLY recommended. The author is awesome!))
  2. Age of the Chosen ((Amazing!))
  3. Toothless's Kindom ((AWESOME!!! Enough said))
  4. Horizon ((Really good))
  5. Reign of the Deep Queen
  6. Big Challenges
  7. A Hidden Life ((Sequel to Big Challenges))
  8. Alpha's Heir


My Adopted Dragons and OC's




All credit for this dragon goes to kimbenso

She is an elegant dragon who is very mature, and loves to fly at night, swooping under the silver moon and stars. When she uses magic, the jewel on her head glows with strange power.



My beautiful Aquaborealis! Here is her story....


Narrated by Iridia:

I swam through the waters by the viking island. It was a barren place, filled with spiky rocks and little greenery. I swam through the mouth of the cove where the vikings kept their boats, a harbor I believe. My tail propelled me along quickly, slicing through the chilly water. I swam around one of the rocks, and popped my head up on the other side. I was curious about these vikings. Their thoughts were so different from those of an Aquaborealis, all loud and darting from one thing to another. Kind of like a school of minnows. Cautiously, I watched the vikings. So caught up in staying hidden from the vikings on land, I didn't watch behind me. A net was thrown over me suddenly, and I whipped around. Vikings had snuck up on me and I was now trapped! Futily, I struggled against the net, even diving under the water to try and break free there. It was no use. A viking with a wiry black beard raised an axe over my head. I stared up at it in fear, and shrank back in the net. Before the axe fell, another viking, a teenager, ordered "Stop! What do we have here?" He put one boot on me, leaning on the butt of his axe. "This is a new type of dragon!" He exclaimed. "Keep it here overnight. In the morning, I will add its skull to my collection!" He ordered triumphantly. The vikings drove iron nails through the net, pinning it to the rock. All the while, I struggled until one of them threatened to drive a nail through my tail. Then I stopped struggling, and prepared for a long night.


Azura's (My viking) POV:

I flew through the storm, on the back of my skrill Spark. Expertly, she rode the tangled air currents, but fighting against the elements was a futile endeavor. Ahead, I spotted Berserker Island. It wasn't my favorite place, ever since I had almost died there a couple times, but we had to wait out the storm. "Take us down girl" I said, patting Spark's neck. She folded her wings, and dove, landing on a rocky ledge above the harbor. I dismounted, and walked over to the edge, kneeling so I wouldn't be seen. Far below, I could see a blue and purple dragon of a kind I had never seen before, not even heard about, imprisoned half in, half out of the water in a net. "I wonder what that dragon is?" I said to myself. Looking closer, I heard two vikings talking not far below. "Well, tomorrow Daggur will have that dragon's skull mounted on his wall. Pity really. Its so beautiful and gentle." Daggur was going to kill that beautiful dragon! I had to help, to rescue it. My best chance would be once it was en route to the arena. "Tomorrow, Spark, we are going to rescue that dragon" I said, looking back at my companion. She stared at me, as if saying "Good. I don't like Daggur any more than you do." I walked over to my friend, and pulled a blanket from her saddle bag. Curling up at the base of the cliff, I fell asleep.


Iridia's POV:

In the morning, once the storm blew itself out, the vikings came. They chained my legs and wings, and dragged me out of the water and up the cliffs to an arena of sorts. The teenage viking from before (I heard that his name was Daggur), was waiting inside, twirling his double bladed axe. I whimpered in fear, knowing that he was going to kill me, and strained against the chains. One of the vikings cuffed me upside the head, and dragged me to the center of the arena. I was chained to the stone floor, and I stared at Daggur in fear as he raised his axe, then let it fall. I closed my eyes, preparing to feel the blade. A clang caused me to open my eyes, and what I saw astounded me. A female viking with copper hair was blocking Daggur's axe with her sword. "I won't let you kill this dragon, Daggur" The female said. "Azura" Daggur sneered. "How dare you return to my island!" He howled, pulling his weapon away and attacking. The female, Azura, dodged his strike, and returned with one of her own. I watched as they fought, neither one gaining the upper hand. Suddenly, a blue and purple dragon leaped down from the netting above. It spread its wings wide and hissed, lightning crackling amid its spiky frill. Daggur stared at the Skrill, and Azura took advantage of his distraction. She slammed the butt of her sword into the back of his head and Daggur crumpled to the ground. The guards had run away in fear, so Azura ran over to me and pulled a pin from her braid and used it to pick the lock on my chains. "Come on" she said, beckoning with her left hand, her right holding her sword. I followed her and the skrill into the stone tunnels that led outside. Once we reached the open air, Azura mounted her skrill and took off. I followed her, launching into the air and beating my wings hard. I followed her all the way to another island, one I had never been to.


We landed in the main square, I cautiously looked around, ready to take off at a moment's notice. A skinny boy with brown hair and a metal leg walked up, acompanied by a black Night Fury. I tensed, ready to fly. "Azura, who's this?" The boy asked. "I took shelter from the storm on Berserker Island and I rescued her from Daggur. He was going to kill her, Hiccup" Azura explained. Hiccup. That must be the boy's name. "I've never seen anything like her" Azura said. I opened my thoughts and 'said' "I am an Aquaborealis. A sea dragon." Azura and Hiccup jumped, looking around wildly before Hiccup realized I had said it. "Oh! An Aquaborealis! There's a few others of your kind here on Berk" He directly adressed me. "Azura, you've never met the other Aquaborealis riders, but there are a few on Berk." "Could I stay here?" I asked Hiccup. "I was seperated from my pod when I went exploring, and it would be nice to stay here." "Of course!" Hiccup said. "If you are okay with it, you could stay with me" Azura offered. I smiled. "It would be my pleasure." Since then, I have lived on Berk with Azura, and I even joined her family of dragons!


Want to know more about Azura's history with Dagur? Check out my fan fic 'The Last of the Lightning Keepers' and it's sequel. The link is up at the top of my sig.



This feathered beauty was made by the wonderful Amberleaf7.



She is very gentle and loves hatchlings. She would never hurt anything except in self defense. She also has an excellent sense of humor, and can think her way out of practically anything.

This celestial beauty was made by bubbles5498.


I found Adiria when I was stranded in Berk's wilderness after a failed hiking trip where I had gotten lost. Don't ask why (But it involved red-eyed boars and a piece of bacon). I had made camp for the night, when I saw something streak across the sky (Maybe a comet?) and land in a field not far away. Curious, and unable to fall asleep, I went to investigate. There was a smoking crater in the middle of the field, and through the snoke I saw a beautiful purple dragon who looked like a piece of the night sky. Her wing was broken, so I slid into the crater to try and help. As I approached her, the purple dragon raised her head. "I won't hurt you..." I said soothingly, seeing that the dragon was nervous. Using some rope, and a sutibly straight tree branch, I managed to splint the dragon's wing. Over the span of a month, I helped the dragon- who I had named Adiria- recover. It involved lots and lots of fish, let me say that. All the while, I was unaware that Hiccup and some of my friends were searching for me. One evening, just after the sun went down, Adira's wing had healed and she was ready to fly. "Go on, try" I encouraged her. She leaped into the air, beating her wings hard. Soon, Adira was soaring above the field and across the night sky. I smiled, happy. She landed and looked into my eyes. "Thank you" I heard a melodic voice say in my head. "You... you can talk?" I said, surprised. "Yes. My species, the Galaxy Furies, are telepathic. I know that you are lost, and I can help you back to your village." "Thank you" I said as she allowed me onto her back. We took off and soared over the dark forest. I had never realized that Adira glowed slightly, like the soft radience of stars. We landed in Berk's main square and I slipped off her back. "Thank you" I said, extremely grateful. "I should be thanking you. Without your help, my wing would not have healed properly." "So, where will you go now?" I asked. "I am not yet strong enough to fly back up to the stars, so I will regain my strength elsewere." "You could stay with me" I offered. Adira accepted, and has stayed with me ever since, occasionally visiting the world high in the stars.






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Joined: 04/01/2014
At ease, soldiers!

Chapter 35

The Army



My heart was hammering. I couldn’t stop thinking about how many Whispering Deaths were on my tail, along with three Scauldrons, twelve Changwings, and around two dozen Scuttleclaws who had been captured at Outcast Island.

The Scuttleclaws scared me the most.

We had managed to convince Groundsplitter to join up, along with the rest of Outcast Island’s Whispering Deaths. To my astonishment, he even went one step further: he staged a mass breakout of all the captured dragons.

All except for the one in the arena.

When asked about it, all Groundsplitter did was shrug. “She wouldn’t come,” He said. “Even when I threatened her. Said something about “waiting for the right moment”, whatever kind of nonsense that is during a breakout.”

I was suddenly jerked back to reality when one of the baby Scuttleclaws pulled at my tail. “Hey, shoo!” I roared, swatting it in the face. It squawked and fell back, with me speeding up to keep out of tooth’s reach.

“These Scuttlers are gonna give me a coronary!”

I snorted and flew alongside The Wraith. Captain Smoggy was franticly beating back a more mature Scuttleclaw in his Smoke Shape. The pesky dragon was trying to chew on the cloaked masthead. Smoggy had brought the entire Mist Raider Armada with him to Dragon Island, insisting that I have my entire army with me. Needless to say, this was a bit of an understatement. The group of dragons was more like a legion than an army.

“Now you know why I was so flamed at Groundsplitter for letting the Skuttleclaws out,” I told him. “They don’t listen to anyone, not even an Alpha.” “Yer tellin’ me!” He exclaimed, his smoke shape dissipating in the wind, leaving a very unhappy Smokebreath.

Our attention was diverted to a happy giggle. Smokescreen had begged to be able to ride Plasma to Dragon Island, and even Smoggy couldn’t say no. In fact, this adventure was her first time away from Breakneck Bog, so she was having the time of her life: swinging from the rigging, playing hide and seek with Mimic, and even walking on wings like Valka did. She was almost better at it than the Dragon Master.

Right now, she and Plasma were racing a few of the younger dragons, and winning. Smokescreen was strapped to a makeshift harness of rope that went around Plasma’s shoulders and over her chest, allowing them to weave between the rigging without the human falling off. They had grown very close on our short time on Breakneck Bog.

“Ach, the little lass is gonna grow up a fine thing,” Smoggy said fondly. “Even for a human.” He sighed. “Smoggy, I’ll make sure she get’s better,” I told him. “Even if I can’t help her, the healers on Berk will be able to figure something out.” He nodded, still staring after his foster daughter.


Suddenly, the boat lurched. As did every other Mist Raider vessel. The dragons that had been resting on and below deck suddenly exploded into the air, taking battle positions. “Cloak, report!” Captain Smoggy barked, flying to the helm. “Sea Shockers!” Cloak yelled from the crow’s nest. “But they aren’t acting like them! They’re swimming in escort formation!” I peered over the railing. Sure enough, the two-headed, stingray-like dragons weren’t attacking: they were leading us. One of them raised its heads up and burbled something at me.

“Uh, Captain?” I called, not looking away from the dragon. “I need a translator over here!” “Keep your saddle on, I’m working on it!” He snapped, tapping an edgy Thunderdrum on the shoulder. “Rumbles, get your sopping wet behind over there!”


Sea dragons didn’t really speak Dragonese. They spoke a different variant of Dragonese called Leviatongue. Few, if any, learned the land language. Since they could survive on both land and in water, Thunderdrums could speak both, and often acted as translators, though hated doing it. They seemed to have a universal pet peeve of land dragons knowing what their sea dwelling brethren were saying.

Rumbles cleared his throat, then leaned over the side and made a sound similar to a porpoise chirping. The Sea Shocker chirruped back.

“Uh huh… okay…” Rumbles muttered. “Iceberg here says that his pod is escortin’ the Alpha and company to the Dragon Island encampment. Says they’ve been patrolin’ these waters lookin’ fer ‘im.” He bid the Sea Shocker goodbye, then slumped back to his post without giving me a second glance.

Now, Dragon Island was literally named. It used to be the Red Death’s Nest during the war, but now it was the “Wild Dragon Homeland”, as they called it. It was the place where the wild dragons – dragons with neither Nest nor Rider – could come for food and shelter when there was none elsewhere.

But they never came all at once!

The rocks, the beach, the sides of the mountains: they were all covered in a carpet of dragons. It was like the island had sprouted flowers of every color. Some of them were flying, others were clustered in small groups, just talking and eating. The majority was working: building makeshift shelters of rock and wood, gathering tinder for the bonfires, and training for war.

Because that’s what this was: an army.

“By Loki’s Grand Scheme,” The Captain breathed, tipping back his hat so he could see better. “I know that yer a famous dragon, lad, but I never thought there would be this many that would follow ye.” “Yeah,” I said, not able to turn away. “Neither did I.” I could hear the surprised and exciting chattering of the dragons around us. Plasma and Smokescreen landed on deck, both of them rushing to our paws. “Toothless, look at this place!” Plasma shrieked excitedly. “It’s incredible!”

“Papa, papa!” Smokescreen called, hanging off the rigging above us. “Lookatit! Lookatit!” “Yes, I see it, little cloud,” He laughed, plucking her off the ropes and hugging her with his wings. “This’ll be a grand war, Alpha,” He told me, a huge grin on his face. “I don’t care if Lunar has a dozen Night Furies on ‘im: they’ll never be able to match this kind of force.” “I pray you’re right.” I said, holding my little sister close to me. “Lunar has about twice that many Night Furies.”

“Aw, come on Toothless!” Plasma giggled, nuzzling me. “You know and I know that the stuff about Night Furies being the most powerful dragons is just a lot of propaganda. Other dragons have spines and claws and fire that’s twice as hot as any plasma blast: the Night Furies are just too stuck up to admit it.” Smoggy’s eyebrows went up. “Propaganda, ey?” He asked, now very interested. “Now here’s something I did not know. Tell me more about this web of lies when we make land, lassie: right now, I have to get this hunk of wood to shore.”

. . .


There was a cove on Dragon Island called Eggshell Bay. It was perfectly round, with deep shallows and rocky outcrops. It was the perfect place to hide an armada.

Or in this case, two armadas.

The Sea Shockers broke off once they told us where to park. There were already about a dozen ships waiting there, under dragon trapper’s colors. Smoggy made a deep growl in his throat.

“Thor-forsaken Trappers!” He snapped. “What should we do? Attack them?” “No, the Sea Shockers would’ve known about them,” I said. “Besides, I recognize those colors. They belong to an old friend.” His hackles were still raised as we pulled up alongside the flagship: a gigantic beauty with a pair of blue sails. I roared in greeting.


I smiled as a young man saw me and jumped aboard the Wraith. Eret, Son of Eret was a dragon trapper turned Berkian dragon rider. After the death of his rider, Skullcrusher had seen a warrior’s spark in Eret: a spark like Stoick’s. They had hit it off immediately, and had quickly earned a reputation as two of the best racers on Berk, just behind Stormfly and Astrid.

And speaking of which…

With a squawk of joy Stormfly did a sharp dive and pounced on Eret in mid air, bowling the human over.

“Ahh! Stormfly!” He screamed as the Nadder started licking his face. “Eret! Oh Eret, I missed you, it’s so good to see you!” She cried. “Ach! Haha, it’s good to see you, girl, very good…” He managed to sit up, wiping dragon spit off his face. He stood up, raising a hand in front of him. I pressed my nose into it.

“It’s been a while, Alpha.” He said, dipping his head respectfully. “You have no idea how crazy things have gotten on Berk.” I nodded sadly.

“By the way, how’s my accent?”

I started. “Eret, you just spoke Dragon!” I exclaimed. He smiled. “Nina taught me a little before she left on her hunting trip,” He explained. “It’s been useful in getting this lot up in the air.” He pointed to his dragon trappers, who were working overtime to try and make saddles. “You gave a bunch of dragon trappers their own dragons,” I said. “This could be interesting.” He laughed. “Yes, it’s like teaching an old dog new tricks: difficult, but not impossible.” He turned back to me. “Come on, Skullcrusher’s waiting at the military headquarters. It’s a bit of a walk, but I think you’d want to see how your army’s getting along.” He suddenly noticed Plasma and Smoggy.  “Who’s this?” He asked, staring at Plasma. “Another Night Fury?” “This is my younger sister, Plasma,” I explained. “She’s been following my group since about seven weeks ago.” Eret bowed low to her. “Young Dragoness, it is a true honor to meet the sister of the Alpha. Let me formally welcome you to Dragon Island.” “Oh,” Plasma said, obviously flattered. “Why thank you.”


Smoggy was not happy. In fact he was fuming, wisps of smoke trailing from his jaws. “This is Captain Smoggy,” I told Eret. “He leads the Mist Raiders of Breakneck Bog: they’re kind of like an army of dragon pirates, ships and everything. I’ve forged an alliance with the Smokebreaths.” “Impressive,” Eret noted, bowing to Smoggy. “It’s always a pleasure to meet a fellow sailor, Captain. Thank you for aiding Berk in this fight.” “You speak pretty, trapper,” He snarled. “Now, tell me: how many dragons have ye forced into service?” I was about to retort, but Eret held up a hand. “I’m afraid you’re mistaken Captain,” He said. “I haven’t captured a dragon since my days in Drago’s Army, and I don’t plan to again. I’m no trapper.” Smoggy barked a laugh. “We’ll see about that,” He growled, storming back to the helm.

“Sorry about that,” I said. “He’s a calloused old thief, but he’s a good sailor.” “As long as he can take orders from an old soldier like Skullcrusher, I don’t care what he says.” Eret chuckled.

. . .


Since it would take me several hours to describe the entire walk up the army’s main camp, I’ll summarize it by area of the island:

Eggshell Bay:


Both Humans and Dragons working on building docks

Eret’s men polishing up traps and net launchers.

Tidal Class dragons bringing in nets full of fish and kelp

Dragons working to make ramps up to the tops of the cliffs



Mostly dragons sunning themselves

Flight formation training

Terrible Terrors beach combing for anything useful

Shelters made of rocks and large watchtowers


Lower Woodlands:

Hunting parties

Shelters made of wood planks, stones, and sailcloth

Whispering Deaths burrowing tunnels to increase space

Gronkles using lava to create large walls of solid rock


Upper Woodlands

Timberjacks and other Sharps cutting lumber

More tent shelters

Dragons hanging off of rock cliffs

Obstacle racing



Natural caves for barracks

Main headquarters

One big dragon army


The main camp was built right into the side of the mountain. The caves snaked their way into the inactive volcano, and all ended in the main chamber.
It was here that we found HQ.
The Air Mail Terrors zoomed back and for the across the chamber, in and out of the mountain. In the center of the room was a large stone outcropping, surrounded by ten Stormcutters and one very disgruntled Rumblehorn.
“Skullcrusher!” I called, flying down to him. Eret followed on Stormfly. The general looked up, something similar to a grin spreading across his hardened face. “TOOTHLESS! HOW ARE YA, MY BOY?” He clapped my across the back with a wing, causing me to stumble. “I’m fine, Skullcrusher,” I said. “This place… my friend, you’ve practically created an entire new civilization here!” He laughed heartily. “Everyone else thinks so, too,” He admitted. “Most of the army is thinking of staying once the war’s over, making it their home. I knew you were coming: I could smell you two miles out.”
This wasn’t an insult: Rumblehorns were the undisputed masters of scent. On a fair day, with the right wind, he could probably have smelled us from Breakneck Bog. One of the Stormcutters- a large female with teal scales- cleared her throat. “Ah, yes, I almost forgot.” Skullcrusher muttered, rolling his eyes. “Gentledragons, I’m proud to introduce our commander in chief, Alpha Toothless of Berk.” “We know who he is, Skullcrusher,” The female sniffed. “There is only one Night Fury with a missing tailfin. What we want to know is whether he truly plans to lead this army.” I stepped forward, Ripsoul clinking against the stone. The sword hadn’t left my tailfin since Outcast Island. “I do.” I said with finality. “Is there a problem with that?” Her ruff flared. “Several, actually,” She said. “But seeing as my brother thinks this little blood feud is worth the time of the Jumper clan, I am not at liberty to make them known.” The wheels in my brain turned for a minute, before I realized what she was talking about.
“You’re Cloudjumper’s sister?” I asked. “We’re all his siblings.” An icy blue male said. “Stormcutters travel in units of brothers and sisters, the oldest leading the entire group. We go wherever Cloud decides we go.” The teal female shot him a look.
“Icejumper, take Stormjumper and Dawnjumper and do a resonance flight around Berk’s borders. I want to know what we’re dealing with before I make any agreements with the Alpha.”
“Yes, Wavejumper,” Icejumper said, flying up out of the mountain. A stormy gray-and-yellow male and a rose-colored female followed him. Wavejumper turned her attention back to me.
“While Cloudjumper is doing who knows what on that human infested island, I take care of my clan as Second Oldest,” She announced. “And I do not believe joining in a suicide mission counts as protecting.” I sat on one of the boulders, not wanting to stand any longer. It had been a long walk.
“Wavejumper, I know what I’m doing,” I said. “You’ve seen the island, you’ve seen the army: even with Night Furies, Lunar’s army pales in comparison.” It had taken me a while, but I had finally convinced myself that the flashes Lunar showed me were probably just tricks. He was Loki reborn as a dragon: almost nothing he said could be counted as real. Wavejumper sighed, suddenly looking as worn out as I was. “I am going senile.” She muttered, using one of her upper wings to rub her face. She turned to me. “I will call upon the aid of my hatchlings and the hatchlings of my brothers and sisters. They will bring their clans willingly.”
“If we get anymore dragons here, the island will sink under the weight,” Smoggy muttered for my ear only. I allowed myself a faint smile.
. . .

Dragon parties are not something you miss.
It was really more of a gathering. It was outside, in the largest valley on Dragon Island. Most of the army was gathered around the gigantic bonfires, courtesy of the Timberjacks.
Skullcrusher had arranged for me, my Hero Dragons, Unseen & Mimic, Captain Smoggy, and Groundsplitter to have the best seats in the house. We were arranged on a small mesa in front of the joyous crowd, sitting on nests of pine branches with a lavish dinner of fish, honeycombs, and dragon nip laid out in front of us. Groundsplitter turned up his nose at the dragon nip.
“My warriors!” Skullcrusher roared to the crowd, standing up. “Tonight, we welcome back the hero of the Archipelago! He, who slew the dreaded Red Queen, he who brought peace between dragons and men, he who defeated Drago Bluvist and the Black Bewilderbeast in trial by combat!” He stepped back so I could step forward. “Toothless the Redfin!”
The roar was deafening.
I couldn’t believe it. They were standing behind me. Seeing all of them there, cheering for me… just that moment was worth all the pain of bringing them all together.
“Thank you, for your support.” I spoke. “I am confident we will win this battle, or earn our rewards in Valhalla trying. I promise that you will be rewarded for your services to Berk.” The crowd cheered, then settled down to eat and watch a fireworks display put on by the Typhoomerangs. Torch had informed me they were friends and family that he had persuaded to join.
“Toothless,” Gorundsplitter said. “There is something I must show you.” He flicked his spines, and a Whisper slithered to the dais, carrying an ornate metal chest. I froze.
“It’s one of the Moonserpa treasures,” I breathed. “I’ve seen it before.” Groundsplitter’s eyes narrowed. “We took it from the armory during the breakout.” I hissed. “No one has ever been able to open it.” I examined the box, then called Mimic over.
“When we found Ripsoul’s box,” I explained. “There was a picture on the lock that looked like a Nadder spine. Turns out, one of Stormfly’s spines was the key. If you’ll look on the lock of this box, it has the emblem of a leaf: like the leaves on one of your antennas.” Mimic raised one of her tendrils curiously. “So, you think that I’m the key?” She asked. I nodded. “When this is over, that treasure belongs to the Outcasts, Redfin,” Groundsplitter hissed in my ear. “Remember that.”
Mimic stuck her tendril into the keyhole and twisted. The lock clicked and the lid opened. We stared.
“Oh my…” Mimic breathed. “It’s beautiful-“
Suddenly, a long roar sounded in the sky, causing everyone to look up. The three Stormcutter scouts Wavejumper had sent to Berk crashed right in front of the dais. Icejumper was carrying little Dawnjumper, who was bleeding from a wound on her side. He and Stormjumper had several bad injuries as well.
“My kin!” Wavejumper cried, gliding down from her outcropping. “What has happened? Who dared attack you?” Icejumper coughed, a small spattering of blood staining the gravel. “Night Furies…” He panted. “Four of them, all males. They sneaked up on us when we were scouting the Training Arena. Lunar… he’s taken full control. The Solar Defenders stationed there have been defeated.”
In a single movement, I slammed the box shut and leapt off the rocks.
“Were they captured?” I asked, shoving my way through the crowd of dragons. “Are they alive?”
“All… are alive…” Stormjumper wheezed. He was barely conscious. “They have… Cloud… in thick restraints…” Wavejumper let out a strangled cry.
“What about the humans?” I urged, becoming frantic. “What about my rider?” Dawnjumper stirred and lifted her head.
“Lunar has him.”
The world turned to white noise. I couldn’t see, I couldn’t think: my heart wouldn’t stop thundering.
I tilted back my head and screamed.

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Eira day
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Awesome chapter! It's been a

Awesome chapter! It's been a while, but this chapter is worth it! Are you a Wings of Fire reader? With the Stormcutter siblings staying together and being led by the eldest? The bigwings? And the Changewings taking turns being queen?

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Yeah, you got me: I got those ideas from Wings of Fire. :p