Chapter: 3 The Riders Of Meredith's Gate

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(The picture above is Astrids axe, but two sided)




Astrid's axe almost made contact with the Razor Whips neck, but a hand grabbed the handle of the axe and pushed her back.
Hiccup threw the axe to the floor with Astrid with it. Hiccup pulled out his sword and lit it on fire. The vikings backed away.
Hiccup landed in front of the Night Fury and Windshear. His fire sword in one hand, and a long spear-like sword in the other. The spear sword was made of Gronckle iron, just like Valkyries, the handle was made of gold, and a big black and acid green, like Toothless eyes, gem in between the handle and the blade.
Heather lifted her axe, which was in the shape of a spear, but with two axe blades on each side.

Ryder lifted his two axes in each hand, another one laid on his back. His axes were brown, with Meredith's symbol engraved in the blade. And an interesting handle attached to it.
Skylar held onto her knife, and a long black handled and Gronkle iron sword.

"You bone headed, mutton head, psychopath! You really think all of you could kill even one of us?! Get away from my daughter and our dragons, and you can go unharmed. But try to kill us, you won't make it!" Hiccup said walking back to his Night Fury. He looked back, making sure everyone, especially Valkyrie, was on their dragon and ready to head back home.

"No! That dragon took everything from the Chief and from the village and from me! I will not miss him a second time!" Astrid shouted with fury, and got up.

"Toothless has taken nothing away from this cursed island!"

"Yes it has!" Fishlegs said, his voice quivering with fear.

"Will you shut up! He has never killed anyone on this damned island! You all did! You all have killed innocent creatures who had no choice but to raid you because they were being eaten alive! So you just shut up!" Hiccup shot back, his voice filled with hatred. He hated, no, he loathed these people. All of them!

"But he killed my friend, he killed my Hiccup." Astrid's voice sounded defeated. She couldn't even call him friend. All the dragon riders looked at Hiccup. But the most confused was Valkyrie, because Hiccup had never told her about Berk, or anything like that. Hiccup whipped around and glared at Astrid, not even paying attention to the looks that were given his way.

"He wasn't your anything!" Hiccup spat, and was starting to take in the air.

"How do you know Hiccup?!" Astrid screamed, pointing her finger acusenly at Hiccup.

Hiccup scoffed, then scowled. He opened his mouth to fire back a sarcastic comment, but bit his lip. Then he said- "You really have become a mutton head. It doesn't matter how I know him, but you should already have noticed him!" And with that all of them launched into the air.
A loud sound filled the air, as a bola headed right towards Heather. Windshear opened her tail of spikes and sliced the ropes, while Flare blew them to nothing. Arrows, catapults, and bolas flew in the sky at the dragons and their riders.

"Valkyrie! Get to the sky, use the clouds to blend in! Now!" Hiccup screamed. Valkyrie flew to the sky, not wanting to disobey.
"Heather, Ryder! Stay high in the air to avoid their catapults and arrows. Then light them up as they come! Skylar, take to the sky! Use Skyshock's lighting to distract them! Stay clear of the water!" Hiccup ordered, his leader side showing.

"What will you be doing, Dragon boy?!" Heather yelled over the wind.

"Taking out the thing they need most! Their watchtower! Make sure Valkyrie stays out of sight!" Hiccup replied. Toothless spun, diving down towards the towers.

Three plasma blasts shrieked through the air, crashing into their weapons tower. People of the village shouted and ran to their house for weapons, while others yelled, "Night Fury! Everyone get down!" Stoick scowled at the flying black shape. He went into his house, no fear was shown in his features. There was nothing at all, but hate for that dragon. He grabbed his bow and arrow, and went outside. Pointing the tip of the arrow at the dragon and boy, he set two arrows against the bow. He watched in fury as that blasted dragon blew his towors up like they were nothing! Stoick took a deep breath, pulled the string back. Exheld, then let go.

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