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Chapter 5

Berk blacksmith's stall

(You set the dart down on a barrel)

Y/n: Someone's here.

(You and tuff stand facing hicca, astrid, eret and gobber, at work in the stall)

Gobber: Eh?

Hicca: What?

Y/n: He managed to slip past our scouts and lay a trap in the woods.

Tuff: It ruined boy talk!

(Tuff tosses the dart, nearly stabbing eret)

Gobber: Let me at him!

Hicca: Slow down, gobber. Let's get a search team on the ground and scouts in the air. Toothless and i will fly the coastline.

(You and eret inspect the dart closely, turning it over)

Y/n: It looks familiar. Could it be him?

Eret: There is no mistaking it chief. It's his.

Y/n: Hicca you cant take toothless anywhere from here alone. I thought i recognized this handiwork. Grimmel the grisly. One of if not the smartest dragon hunter there is. I red about him during out days in the edge.

Hicca: Can't be that smart. Didn't he leave his trap unmanned?

Eret: Nothing's accidental when it comes to old grimmel. He lives for the hunt. To get inside the mind of his pray, to control its every choice. It's all a game to him.

(You and hicca glance at bahamut and toothless, eyeing the sky, lovesick)

Astrid: Well, he doesn't know who he's playing with.

Hicca: Yeah, and we've dealt with his kind before.

Eret: Don't underestimate him, hicca. Mark my words. He'll be back.

Y/n: Then we'll be waiting for him. Eret double the defenses. I'm not taking any risks.

Eret: You got it chief.

(You look in to the distance with a narrowed eye)

Your house (You have your own house)

(We see a tattered, leather-bound book on a self, flanked by several others. You pull it out and blow off the dust. You take it to the fireplace, where several old maps are spread out on the floor. You sit cross-legged and open the book, leafing through the scribbled notes. You mumble the words and glance at the old maps, showing detailed explorations of the seas west of berk)

Y/n: Alright, come on, give me a clue here. Give me a clue, stoick.

(You look up -- bahamut is snoring in a shadowy corner of the room. You hear a creak. You turn to the door. Nothing. You watch it for a moment, then return your gaze to the book on your lap. You hear a gurgle -- water pouring from a jug into a cup. You jump to your feet, alarmed. The sound of slurping follows)

Grimmel: Oh, i hope you don't mind if i help myself? Mmm. This is quite good.

(You draw and light up your sword, illuminating a figure standing in the shadows of your kitchen -- tall and lean, covered head to toe in black leather. Grimmel sips calmly)

Grimmel: That is impressive. But let me finish my drink.

(Bahamut stirs. In a flash, grimmel immediately fires a dart from his crossbow, putting him out with a yelp)

Y/n: Bahamut!

(You rush over to bahamut as grimmel tosses his cup on the floor and reloads his crossbow, aiming it at you)