We flew through the burnt forest once we cleared it, both of us halted, staring at a ship that was blown up by ice, shards protruding at every angle, "Woah..." He stares at the glacier and he looks back at me, "Stay close." He says, I nod, the two of us fly around it, "What happened here?" I glide my hand along the ice as we fly across it, the two of us keep flying around, when Hiccup suddenly stops, "Nat! Watch out!" He shouts and dives out of the way as a net comes flying at us, I scream as Storm and I got caught in the net, "HICCUP!" I try to fight my way out of the netting, I fell out from one of the holes, "HICCUP!" I scream, I felt him catch me, I grab onto his waist, "STOP!" He shouts as we land, "Stormshear!" I try to run over but a group stand in front of him, I grab a stick on the ground and Hiccup lights his flaming sword, they coo at the sight and were mesmerised, "Two Nightfuries. Thought they were gone for good." A man stands on Storm, "Looks like our laps gone for the better lads! Don't think Drago's got any of those in his dragon army." He slaps Storm's belly, he growls and tries to bite him, "Dragon army?" I furrow my brows, "Look we don't want any trouble." Hiccup grabs my wrist and pulls me closer to him, "Trouble? You should've thought of that when you took all our dragons and blasted our fort to bits!" He shouts and grabs Storm's ears, "LET GO OF HIM!" I yell, Hiccup holds my waist with his free hand holding me back, "What are you talking about?" I glare at him, "Wait, you think we did this?" Hiccup gestures at the ice, "Ha! Dragon trapping is hard enough as it is, with our do-gooder dragon riders ruining everything." He says, "What do-gooders... Wait. Are there other dragon riders?" Hiccup retracts his sword, "You mean other than your thriving friend from last night you tell me." He spits out, "You may have an ice spitting dragon on your side but we still have a quota to fill. How to you think we describe this to Drago Bludvist?" He steps off Stormshear and paces around, "Drago whatfist? Does anything you say make sense?" Hiccup laughs nervously, "He's expecting a new shipment of dragons for his army by tomorrow." Another speaks up, "And Drago doesn't do well with excuses." A third nods, "This is what he gave me last time I came empty-handed. He promised to be far less understanding in the future." He pulls his shirt down and we saw a branded mark on his chest, my eyes widen, "That mark." I muttered, Hiccup looks at me, "Look, we don't know anything about a dragon thief or an ice spitting dragon or your lunatic boss or dragon army alright. Just give us back our dragon and we'll go. Strange hostile person, we've never met." Hiccup says, the trappers ready their bows, "Oh where are my manners. I'm Eret. Son of Eret. Finest dragon trapper alive. After all, it's not everyone who can capture a Nighfury." He points his sword at us, Toothless roars, "And this is Toothless, he says we're going. Now." Hiccup furrows his brows, "Ha! They all say that. Rush em lads!" Eret shouts, they all yell and run after us, Toothless fires a plasma blast at one of the shards and it comes crashing down giving us a chance to cut Storm's net, "Storm, let's go! Go!" I start running and he slipped his head between my legs and slid me into my saddle, the four of us flying off, "You will never hold on those dragons you hear me! Drago's coming for them all!" Eret yells and swings his sword around, the two of us look back and keep flying.
The entire flight I was silent, I was thinking about that mark Eret had on his chest, it seemed just so familiar, and not familiar in a welcoming way. We landed back on Berk, "Haha! There he is! The pride of Berk!" Stoick shouts, "Who finally decided to show up for work." Gobber swings his hook at him, "Sorry got held up." Hiccup holds his arms up, "Hey, uh dad. Can I talk to you?" Hiccup walks through the workshop, I follow after him, "You ready to tell me?" He shakes Hiccup's shoulders, "Uh, not quite what you're thinking of but yes." He says, "Ah! Goodman. Lesson one, a chief's first duty is to look after his people." Stoick grabs a number card, "So. Forty one!" He calls out, "Forty one!" He repeats, "Oh that's me! That's me! I've been here all day. Okay, okay. I want one of those high seaters with lots of spikes and a big storage compartment." He explains, "Absolutely! You've got it sir." Stoick slaps the counter, "Actually Stoick, this is a little more important that making saddles." I try to reason with him, "Lesson two~ No task is too small when it comes to serving your people." Stoick turns to Hiccup, almost tripping over Grump, "Argh Grump! You've let the forge die down again!" Gobber points at the coals, Grump drags his head over and shoots a fireball, spewing small bits of molten rock around, "ARGH!" Hiccup quickly grabbed my waist and pulled me closer to him and turning around to he shielded me from the blast, "That's it Grump, you're going up for adoption." Gobber turns on the fire prevention system, "No listen, dad, we need to tell you something about this new land we came across." Hiccup tries again, "Another one?" Gobber changes his hook for a hammer, "Did you find any new dragons?" Fishlegs pops up, "We didn't stick around to find out. These folks weren't particularly friendly." I held Stoick drape the leather over the mount, "Oh really? The two Nightfuries didn't bring them cheering to the rooftops?" Gobber swings his interchanging hand conveyor belt, "No, this wasn't the standard run for the hills hoo-haa I've come to enjoy. These guys are trappers. Dragon trappers." Hiccup draws a pattern on the leather, "You should've seen your fort, it was all blown apart, shards of ice sticking out in every direction, it was weird." I furrow my brows, "I've never seen anything like it. And even worse, they think we did it." Hiccup turns around, "You know, you two are going to get yourselves in serious trouble one of these days, not everyone appreciates this way of life. You're meant to keep a tight leash on him Nat." He brushes his moustache and eyebrows out, "Gobber's right son. Besides, you'll have more important duties in time. Once we make the big announcement!" He turns on the saw, Hiccup turns it off, "They are building a dragon army, or at least the guy they work for is. Er... Uh..." Hiccup snaps his fingers trying to remember, "Dago Bloodyfist or something." I shrug, Stoick went silent and he looks at Gobber, "I'll bloody his fist with my face if he tries to take my dragon!" Tuff shouts, "Or mine!" Ruff walks forward, "Ugh you're such a moron!" Tuff groans, "A beautiful moron." Fishlegs nudges her, "Yeah~" Snotlout nudges her other side, she groans and rolls her eyes, "Bludvist? Drago Bludvist." Stoick grabs my shoulders and stares at me, I wince slightly at his grip, "Yeah, do you know him?" Hiccup asks and he pulls his hands off my shoulders, gently caressing them after he saw how hard his dad grabbed onto me.
