Fury's Collide (An HTTYD fanfic) On hold

Ch 4: Escape

Hiya, guys, Skye here! Ok, I forgot to tell you that I have a goal of getting to 250 reads with 50 votes. I'm excited. Yass! I'm we are getting to the good part, I promise. I'm working on this fanfic book and my Young Justice one, but today I had time to check it over and see if it's ready. Ok, don't forget to comment and vote and tell me what ya think! Hope you like it, please enjoy Chapter 4!!!! Action!

Beyond the bushes and trees laid a silent predator lurking. He was ready to strike. He sighed patiently waiting for the right moment. Today was the day. Truth be told, someone had been watching Drago for a while. He had been tracking his every move, calculating every detail to the last moment. This was an obsession.. Truly it was the only thing he lived for. The day he would crush Drago in his bare hands.

"Two clicks to the north.." he mumbled.

He located his entry and then exit. He carefully observed his surroundings predicting what would be obstacles to a clean escape. His plan had formed with the most exact calculations. Lurking, he awaited till dawn to begin his plan. He knew he was here.  He could savior the feeling of having Drago in his hands dying.. begging for his life at his mercy. Everything was going according to plan. He just didn't account for any scalawags... He thought he would be alone.. What changed? He prepared all his things. He was going to kill him anyways.

All he carried was a warn leather satchel full of surprises. On foot he tread lightly as if he were walking on ice. The figure ran through the woods, being undetected by any of Drago's guards protecting the facility. His steps were light, quick and precise. His clothing camouflaged with the scenery around him entering undetected. He crouched and began ever so slowly stopping a few yards away. This area was heavily guarded as it was an entrance to the campsite. The guards conversed between themselves not paying attention to their surroundings.

How would he distract them? Anything would do really, but what would be the least amount of noise.. His fingers touched the cold earth before trailing towards something small and smooth. Pebbles..

"That'll work.."

With the flick of his wrist he skipped a few pebbles to the west near a few bushes. This caught the guards attention. As they directed their attention towards the bushes the man quickly threw a pebble towards a dainty thin branch. With one shot the branch fell beside the two men.

"What in Thors name-"

Before they knew it, it was too late. The man came from behind and attacked them from behind. One was hit from behind and the punched in the face. Both men collapsing to the ground in a matter of seconds. He cautiously observed if anyone had heard anything or come to investigate. No one came. He smirked. But this distraction wasn't enough as he knew that there would be guards waiting in the hallways.

"3..2..1..." he counted before his second distraction hit the campgrounds.

A ruckus began to form with men holding up their weapons and shields.

"A rogue dragon!? Get the Master, hurry!?" A man said before being sideswiped by the dragons tail.

You could tell. This Monstrous Nightmare had gone crazy and did not want to be ordered around. It began breathing fire and destroying the facility and camp. All the guards available went towards the raging fire breathing dragon. The mysterious figure sprinted from out of the bushes. Unfortunately, the original entry point was full of burnt rubble and flames. He had to this, find an entry and stick to the plan. After turning a corner, he spotted a small window.

"Bingo!" He whispered.

As all the guards attention was directed towards the wild, untamed dragon, they didn't notice that he had took the opportunity to sneak through the window near the facility campgrounds. The only problem, with entry being that the window had metal bars. No problem, all there was to do was to improvise. He pulled out a small cylinder out of his warm satchel. These missions could get messy fairly easily. He placed the cylinder in between the grey, metal bars and then he pressed the button. As the cylinder began extending the old rusted bars began bending. He just needed a little more space, a bigger opening. After a few seconds the rusted bars were bent all the way.