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

Chapter 30: The great waterfall at the edge of the world

(Hiccup's pov)

The sunlight crept through the windows in our bed chambers and were shining down on my face and forcing to get up. Looking down, I could see Astrid's arms wrapped around my torso and her hair splayed out across the bed while the furs clung onto her body in such an arousing way.

Regrettably, I removed myself from her embrace and reattached my prosthetic leg, once that was done, I approached the large water basin and started cleaning up. My absence from bed was noticed by my wife, she too got up and joined me and the water basin and started washing off the stench of sweat and our love making the previous evening. Once we finished washing off, we quickly placed on our tunics, leggings and dragon proof armor, once we were strapped in, we shared a quick kiss before heading down stairs and make our breakfast.

Forty minutes later and satisfied with plates of eggs, apple slices and loaves of bread, we grabbed a quick drink of water to wash down our breakfast and headed outside to inform our people of our departure for the Hidden World. Grabbing everyone's attention by blowing a horn, I waited until everyone was gathered, then I spoke. "Hooligans! Good morning. I want to inform you all that me and my wife are going to get Toothless back. Once he's back? He'll rally the dragons to our cause and we'll finally finish this war!" Everyone nodded and hummed in acknowledgment and wished me and Astrid the best of luck.

"Return safely you two!!"

"May the gods be with you!!"

"Allfather protect them!"

Astrid whistled for Stormfly, once the beautiful Nadder made herself known, Astrid climbed on and held a hand out for me, I took it and she hoisted me up with ease, a reminder of just how strong my wife is. Once settled, I gave Stormfly Toothless's scent and the dragon squawked; letting us know that she was ready to find our alpha. We both shared a nod and Astrid urged Stormfly to take off, the Nadder nodded at my wife and took to the sky while flapping her wings furiously and with purpose.

We would bring him back, and everything will be in our favor. It has to, because I don't know what I'm going to do if it doesn't.

(Normal pov— Cabal base of operations)

"We've received a Terror message from Kjell and Chimola about an hour ago. They should be here by now."

Grimmel had just finished making a new mix of sedative darts for when he'd encounter Berks alpha and that stubborn Light Fury. The trophy hunter rose from his seat and turned around to the owner of the voice that just spoke. His second in command of his order of Dragon Hunters— Ilduara. The trophy hunter and Ilduara walked side by side as they exited Grimmel's tower to be greeted by the morning sun and the pack of Deathgrippers.

"Have you seem to it that our ships and fellow hunters are outfitted with the sedative darts I've spent all night making?" Grimmel asked his second, the woman nodded at the trophy hunter. "We are ready Grimmel. I've seen to it personally." Grimmel nodded in satisfaction and spoke his mind. "You know I cannot allow our benefactors to have a Night Fury in their arsenal, don't you?" Before Ilduara could reply back, Grimmel continued. "I have a reputation to uphold, and if word spread that I... spared the last known Night Furies in our world? That would most certainly taint my infamy and many would see this as weakness." The trophy hunter turned to his second and concluded. "When the time is right? We'll ensure these fools don't receive a single Night Fury."

Ilduara nodded in understanding and agreement, she and those who served under Grimmel all partook in the Night Fury genocide and were already the richest Dragon Hunters in the world. To the old trophy hunter? This was all a ruse; pretending to believe in the Cabal and their beliefs. But the legendary hunter would want nothing more and receive absolute pleasure in finishing his life's work.