Till the day I die 2

Chapter 6: Battle Scars

Stoick's P.O.V
We were getting closer to Eel island. We could tell the dragons were becoming more agitated the closer we came to the island. I, on the other hand, was trying to think of a way to get the scales.

"So, how are we planning on getting the scales? It's not like we can just walk up to one of them and ask for some of their scales." Snotlowt said. Being annoying as usual, but he did have a point.

"Why don't we go and find one of their nests? There would be plenty of scales scattered around, wouldn't there?" Fishlegs questioned. It was actually a good idea.

"Yeah, Fishlegs that sounds like a great idea... If we wanted to get burned alive and be their lunch!" Snotlowt screamed over the wind, unimpressed.

"That's enough Snotlowt. He is actually on to something. All we need to do is have some sort of diversion in order to distract the Typhoomerangs, so the others get the scales." I said with confidence.

"And who is going to distract the Typhoomerangs?" Snotlowt said in a worried tone.

"Well, it was nice of you to volunteer Snotlowt. You and the twins will distract them while Fishlegs and I get the scales." I said as we landed on the island. The dragons were getting more agitated by the second, surrounded by the eels. The Thunderdrum - I had decided to name Thornado - and I went over to Fishlegs and Meatlug, before turning back to Snotlowt.

"We will give you a signal for when we are ready to leave. Just make sure you keep them away form the nests," I said in a serious tone.

"I still hate this plan. You know you're as bad as Hiccup when it comes to making plans, no wonder you're related," He said before he took off on HookFang. I sighed heavily before turning back to Fishlegs.

"Do you have any idea were the Typhoomerangs nests' might be?" I asked as Fishlegs looked to have already figured it out.

"Well, they should be near the cliffs but still near the river so they can get food for their young and so the cliffs can provide protection." He stated pointing upward, in the direction of the cliffs.

"Well, I guess we should get going. We don't have much time, we need to get back before it is too late," I said as we directed our dragons towards the cliffs.

As we were flying we spotted the twins and Snotlowt diverting the Typhoomerangs attention away from the cliffs and nests that we were flying towards. As I looked down I saw what we had came for and there was plenty of it. We landed quietly on the ground next to the nest and a large pile of scales. I jumped off of Thornado and started shoving as many scales as I could in my bag.

I heard Fishlegs whimper as he started lightly taping my shoulder. "Chief.......ummmm chief?"

"Hold on Fishlegs I'm almost done," after I shovelled another handful a thunderous dragon's roar sounded from behind us. I turned around slowly, the bag clasped tightly in my hands.

"Oh right," I said as I saw a big purple Typhoomerang standing in front of us with an untamed wildness in its eyes.

I looked over to Fishlegs to see him hiding behind Meatlug. "Ok....No sudden moves," I said quietly to Fishlegs but not long after I heard a yell, sparking off a chain reaction. Next, was a giant explosion behind the dragons head.

I quickly ducked as the Typhoomerang spun around, swinging its tail over me. To see where the blast had come from. I looked up to see Snotlowt and the twins fighting off the Typgoomerang.

"Um, C-Chief if you've got t-the scales m-maybe it would be a g-g-good idea to get g-going," Fishlegs stuttered out, still hiding behind Meatlug.

"Ah! Right. Let's get going," I yelled over my shoulder as I quickly jumped on Thornado and took to the sky. Fishlegs and Meatlug following closely behind.