Dragon Force: The Heir Alliance

4: freedom!

Hiccup pov
The first gate opens and leaving the blue female Nadder cornered in her cage. She must be frightened from the entire process of moving toothless.

I left my right hand up as I slowly approach her. I spoke softly to try to ease her more.

Me: it's okay, it's me remember? I never did hurt you at all.

The nadder turns her head to view me out of her blindspot not me more. She slowly steps closer to get a good sniff at my hand and then she nudges her snout at my palm giving a cooing warble.

She nudges her snout at my head taking a full liking to me as she never fully expected a viking like me at befriend her.

- south slope of the village from the center

No pov

Toothless struggles with all his might he could while being chained on a cart through the village as they are half way to the docks. A large amount gathering of vikings stood an the side of the clearing cheering then following as the leading group passes by.

The front of the group was Stoick leading his front and the men guiding the cart to the docks in full of pride, confidence, determination. Despite banishing his own son, he knew what he had to do. It's like Hiccup purposely brushed everything aside, including knowing the fact the dragons have taken his own mother away from his life just to side with the same beasts that has ruined their kin for 300 years.

Spitelout, Stoick's brother, is walking along side him grinning smuggly for two reasons, one the reign for these demons has now beginning to end. Second, with that relative fishbone who got himself out of the way, his prideful son will now carry the Jorgenson line as the new future chief of Berk

Snotlout walking along side his father so excited. Not only he gets to help out loading preparations for the promising final retaliation raid, but he is officially the new heir now, and was promised by Stoick that he will train him when they get back with their soon to be victory.

The only other man who is also walking along side Stoick was Gobber. Instead of every single viking in the area looking happy and victorious for their supposedly finally nest trip he is feeling down. No. He was feeling depressed. His old friend has banished his own son. If is going to be honest with himself, he favors hiccup more than Stoick. throughout all these years, since his chief, his own bestfriend, shoved hiccup into his forge and as time went on they have  father/son relationship that even he knows that stoick hasn't accomplished. And in his mind he feels submitted to this situation. Eagerly wanted to speak up to the chief for the boy.

-the arena
Hiccup pov
I slowly budge the gate open to reveal the monstrous nightmare. The dragon at first corners in a defensive stance until I stepped in closer and he glows to step forward after me. I step back to guide until his whole body is out of his prison.

I reached out my hand slowly and hesitate but then notice the other dragons calm down behind me. The nightmare was shocked by this until the female nadder then came beside me and squawed at the hothead reptile while facing from me to him.

The nightmare looks at me anf finally calms down. He walks up to me and gave a sniff at my hand, still hesitant from the fight earlier.

Me: it's okay, I one not one of them remember? Please trust me.

He finally nudge his snout at my palm giving me polite warble.

I walked to the other side of the ring and face all five dragons with Sharpshot landing on my shoulder. The dragons looked at me curious waiting for what I'll do next.