Jon's POV
I stood in front of the chief again in the hall ready with my plan.
"You had no right to beat up Brandt!" He shouted.
"I had every right! He threatens my dragon he threatens me!" I argued.
"I ought to kill you boy!" He yelled.
"Look I know how to stop the dragon raids!" I said.
He looked at me raising an eyebrow. "Go on!"
"There's this thing on their island! It's the size of-"
"Their island?! So you've been to the nest?!" He demanded.
"Did I say nest????" I asked.
"How did you find it?" He demanded.
"I didn't. Only a dragon can find the island...." I said. Uh-oh.
He stood up and rushed to the door. I ran to him.
"You can't win this one! It's nothing like you ever seen!" I pleaded.
He ignored me and walked outside. "Ready the ships!"
*****
I stood on the bridge watching Shadow being lowered onto the chief's ship, shackled and chained. It was heart breaking. Asmund looked at me and shook his head.
"Set sail! For Helheim's Gate!" He ordered.
I watched the ships disappear into the fog sent to their deaths. I have to help them. I ran over to our guest house and gathered my friends. They followed me into the arena and I see that the other group of kids was already there.
"What are you doing here?!" I demanded.
The girl of the group answered who I assume is Blake, "I noticed how much the Night Fury means to you and plus you beat up Brandt. That doesn't just happen without notice."
"How many dragons are in there?" I asked.
"Your friends dragons are in there and four or five more." She explained.
I nodded. "Let's do this."
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Descendants
RandomIt's been thousands of years since the dragons have all gone. When a young boy by the name of Jonathan Haddock opens the Book of Dragons that has been passed down for centuries he learns that the dragons were once real and they're coming back. When...
