A month has passed since the whole Snotlout episode and it's doing pretty well, to be honest. Snotlout wasn't much of a burden anymore, so as the Vikings because they have seen to finally made peace with them, sort of... correction that can live comfortably without trying to kill them every time the Dragon sneeze. That's a start I guess. In the meantime as well, many of Drago's ship can be spotted near our waters, must be a scouting ship, we might have to expect an attack coming soon.
"How are you holding up Chief?" Harry asked while I'm doing some damage report from yesterday's dragon migration and a bit minor damages with the help from the twins. I swear that they are Loki's spawns
"I'm been during great surprisingly! Thank you for asking" I reply with no sarcasm of any form at all.
"That's good to hear. It's better than a month ago and I swear I saw a lot more white hair on you then auburn" he chuckles and as did I. He was so easy to talk too and he knows how to get along with people.
When we stop chuckling, I notice that Fishlegs have walk up to me and is currently waiting for me. I nodded since he can't see much of my facial expression under the helmet, only my green orbs.
"Sorry to bother you Hic-sir but can you show me more of the dragons. I'm really really curious about the Death song and want to study it" He smiled and I laugh. Over the days, Fishlegs have been more comfortable talking with me as I have with him and we geek about dragons from time to time. Whenever I'm free I would share my dragon knowledge with him because Astrid trusts him then so do I and also Zephyr is also friends with his daughter, Racel who happen to have Thorsten blood, and both of them cause quite a number of trouble.
"Sure thing Fish, but after I finish my report on the damages" I answered him happily. While his smile beams wilder and he squeezed a bit like a hard-core fan-boy. I do enjoy my time with him. It feels good to talk with someone with the same interest in dragon facts and studying them. I always knew Fishlegs was not the one who would solve things with violence but with his smarts.
"Welp I best be leaving now Chief, Fishlegs. Don't want to keep the wife waiting" he spoke as he makes his way home while we wave him good-bye.
Meanwhile across vast oceans full of unsteady waves and water current under dark gloomy thunderous sky. A Dreadnought have set sail, crushing through small tidal waves and disturbing the tidal class dragon below with changes of water patterns. Inside the large ship was none other than Viggo. He was given a mission to attack Dragons' edge in theory of wearing their troops by destroying their numbers.
The imagination of Hiccup and his army crush under his command sent satisfaction to his soul and putting his bother in peace. Not that he cares about him that much but I was he was excited to kill Hiccup himself. Then a sting of pain he felt caused him to snap back to the real world. He was marked several times by Drago in punishment for failing his last mission and he remembered how it went down.
"I will assure you that I will not fail this time" Viggo promised to which Drago don't look please for a second.
"I don't want your assurance! I WANT THE DRAGON MASTER'S HEAD AND HIS DRAGONS!!!" He demand and throw his stool towards the wall, making it into many pieces and causing Viggo and two guard station at the door tenses. "You are useless to me and my cost, I will have to dispose of you". With that said, Viggo's eyes widen in horror, his heart starts to beat rapidly in his chest and the scent of fear, oh he doesn't like to be made weak.
"Sir wait. This time I will get him and even if I have to rip off his head with my bare hands. I will not fail you this time, Drago" his head bow slightly while Drago smirk
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FanfictionHiccup Horrendous Haddock III a teenage Viking who earn the ranks to kill his first ever Dragon in Dragon Training. He could not kill it, he wouldn't kill it knowing himself having one of them as his own, never the less, he was afraid of losing his...
