The Dragon Master Part II: Rewritten (A Httyd Fanfiction)

Chapter 12: Preparations

(Normal pov)

Drago stood at the front of his command ship and watched the water below him; it churned and bubbled, his Bewilderbeast was gathering its rest for the war that was to come. The man often wondered what his life would be like if he didn't take this path. He didn't see himself as a farmer, sculptor, artist, or anything else.

He was trained to be a warrior and a leader from birth; one who fights for what they believe in, the cause they fight for, and one to lead his people to greatness. Drago blessed the fates that the Night Furies attack his village, because he found his purpose in life, his reason for living. To become the worlds first Dragon-God and rule the world.

Drago did still have nightmares about the massacre of his village— but his nightmares only made him stronger, it only made his purpose far more clear. Though he missed his parents, with all his heart; his mother was so good to him, whenever he'd have nightmares, she'd sing to him until he drifted back to sleep and she taught him how to understand a girls mind.

But his father? The man was Drago's hero. Not only was his father the chief of his village, but he and his father would spar together, spend quality time together in the plains and just strengthen their bond as father and son. But when the Night Furies killed his parents and everyone he knew, Drago became cold and cruel to those around him, never getting attached to anyone. He valued loyalty above all else, if he was to be a god, he'd need those he could trust. But the power Drago wielded also painted a target on his back; years prior when his army conquered Carthage, several of his commanders attempted a coup to overthrow their warlord, but they failed. And they were executed.

That's when Drago found Krogan. The man was silent, but he was extremely loyal, and Drago valued the man for his loyalty and his reputation as a warrior. He made Krogan his second to keep his commanders and troops in line; because they know if the men don't obey and remain loyal to their Dragon-God, they'd be executed.

"Drago!"

The man growled in annoyance at the cockiness in that voice, he turned around to see Eret Son of Eret and Legates Cato. Drago approached the two men as armored dragons bowed their heads and whimpered in submission as the warlord passed them by, Eret chuckled and spoke. "Always great to see you my friend! Keeping warm up here!" Drago rolled his eyes, Eret may be his best trapper, but he could always find replacements, the mans arrogance was a trait that Drago found quite distasteful and annoying in the famous Sami trapper.

"Lord Bludvist." Cato bowed his head and then nudged Eret to not suck up to their Master, Eret gave the Legates a weird look, but the Roman shook it off and turned his attention back to Drago before speaking. "My Lord. You'll be pleased to know that Eret and I have located the dragon rider and her alpha." Drago gave a wicked grin that sent chills crawling down Eret's spine.

Cato continued speaking. "They're located in a mountain made of ice from the Bewilderbeast, its about an hour long trip from here. However this dragon rider is aware of your intentions and is prepared for a fight." Drago nodded in conformation, he looked to see Krogan and Enyo at the side of his ship and then spotted Dagur and Cutthroat dock with his ship with the Red Death in tow and hunters loading up the Screaming Death in a secure part of the ship.

Drago smiled wickedly. Finally, after all these years, he had all the pieces put together. Now all he needed to do was figure out how he'd crush his foes here.

The warlord decided to call his commanders and fellow warlords in to discuss their plan of attack. Krogan rounded up the highest ranking members of Drago's army and they gathered for a meeting to discuss their plan of attack. Once everyone gathered in Drago's chambers, the man extended his arm and spoke.