The Dragon Master Part III: End of an era (A Httyd Fanfiction)

Chapter 3: Light Fury

A/N: So I got to see Httyd Hidden World three weeks early and... wow is all I have to say. "Part of the journey is the end." Quoted by Tony Stark, but for real, you guys are in for a real treat with the final chapter of Hiccup and Toothless's adventure. On a serious note, Httyd is the only animated movie/ tv series I'll cherish will all my heart, and by making fanfiction stories for you guys, this is one way these characters and dragons stay alive and not forgotten. Anyway, sit back, relax and enjoy the chapter.

(Normal pov)

Grimmel had his Deathgrippers escort him to Kjell and Chinola's flagship, when the infamous Night Fury slayers airship touched the deck of the Bludvists ships, the old man approached the two brothers that were waiting for them, both Bludvist brothers led Grimmel to where their father was being treated. When the old man laid eyes on Drago, his eyes were wide with shock, disbelief and awe.

"As you can see old man, our father lives." Chimola said, Grimmel turned to the second son and gave a light smile. "So it would seem." Was Grimmel's response, the trophy hunter remembered Drago having only one arm, yet he had his left arm back. Kjell, who could see Grimmel's fascination satisfied his curiosity. "When our father took control of the Foreverwing, its essence healed his fatal wounds and regenerated the limb he lost when he was about our age."

Grimmel grunted in acknowledgment and then headed back outside, the brothers following him, their fleet was ten times larger than what it was in the past, every tribe, nation, and race who served under Drago back then were devastated to hear of his "death" so to offer the Bludvist brother condolences, they had many more ships, men and dragons to enslave as a gesture of respect.

The trophy hunter then turned to the Bludvist brothers. "With the death of your fathers Bewilderbeast, you no longer have an alpha to control whats left of your dragon army. And yet..." Grimmel looked around the deck to see the armored dragons acting like they were being mind controlled, the trophy hunter turned back to the brothers. "...your enslaved dragons do not rebel nor fight back. Satisfy my curiosity and tell me, how do you have control over the dragons in our arsenal?"

Kjell and Chimola shared a look before turning to a handful of men and gesturing to a dome trap, the men nodded and rushed over to the dome, they then lowered the dome and dipped their spears in Dragon Root to prepare themselves should the new alpha lash out.

When the dome finally lowered, Grimmel's eyes widened in surprise. It was a Night Fury. Well... more like a hybrid. A Night Fury cross breed between a King Cobra serpent. Its colors were jet black and a magma orange, it had the side flaps of a cobra, its dorsal fins that ran down its back glowed with the same magma orange as the color of its eyes and plasma fire, it was larger and bulkier than your average Night Fury, but only because this dragon has lived longer, fought for dominance and he has reached an evolutionary stage for his species, the dragon was covered in scars, both old and new, and had a ghastly gash going down its left eye.

The Hybrid's eyes turned into thin slits at the sight of Grimmel, Kjell and Chimola, though its maw was muzzled, it still hissed at them in warning to stay away. The trophy hunter turned to Kjell. "Impressive. Tell me, where did you find this... hybrid?" He asked, Kjell crossed his bulky arms across his chest and turned to Grimmel. "Our father found it actually. The Night Fury pack that destroyed our fathers tribe was led by this hybrid. So when our father slayed every Night Fury inside their nest, he spared this one because he qualified as an alpha. And when he visited our mothers tribe, he gifted this dragon to its people in exchange for marrying our mother. And since then? We've tamed it to submit to us, much like how our father tamed many other dragons he encountered."

Grimmel nodded in understanding and looked back into the Hybrid's eyes, the look that the Hybrid gave the trophy hunter was a murderous one, it could smell the deaths of thousands of its kind on this human, but to ensure its own safety and survival, he did not attack the trophy hunter. Chimola cleared his throat and raised an eyebrow at Grimmel and asked a question. "I've heard that you have... a way of luring the Dragon Masters Night Fury to us?" Grimmel nodded and gestured the brothers to follow him back to his ship.