thirty - final, part one

HICCUP PLACED ALL FIVE LENSES IN THE DRAGON EYE TWO AND TOOTHLESS LIT IT UP WITH THE PURPLE HUE THAT CAME OUT OF HIS MOUTH. The massive photo revealed the King of Dragons to be a Dramillion. A dragon that Alora had not gotten herself acquainted with. But apparently Fishlegs did.

"That is a Titanwing Dramillion," Fishlegs said.

"So the King of Dragons," Alora said. "What can it do?"

"Legend has it that it uses its mind to control other dragons," Hiccup said.

"That literally sounds like chaos waiting to happen."

"Wait is that. . . Is that my dad?" Snotlout said.

Alora looked at Hiccup and knew that something must've been up with the chief.

Things weren't looking well for Stoick and the elders had called a council meeting and. . .

"You've been made as acting chief," Spitelout told him.

Alora held his hand and squeezed it.

Things were about to change. . . Again.

Alora got after the group for complaining about leaving the Edge and having to move back to Berk. Then she went back to Hiccup's hut to check on him.

"Don't worry Hiccup. We'll find the King of Dragons someday."

"You're right Princess," Hiccup said. "Because that's where we're going, right now."

"Hiccup the council gave you an order. A direct order."

"And they made me chief. Last time I checked, the chief doesn't take any orders."

"Oh my Thor," she muttered.

"If Johann gets to it first, we'll be sent right back to the days when Vikings and dragons fought each other. And I can't let that happen. So Alora, you can either come with me and fight alongside me or you can go to Berk and pray I come back alive."

Alora scoffed.

"You're a fucking drama queen, you know that? Of course I'm gonna go with you, dumbass. You're my Prince. And where the Prince goes, the Princess follows and vice-versa."

"We're with ya, Chief."

The couple turned and saw the Riders outside his hut.

"Your dad would be proud of you," Alora whispered, causing the brunette boy to smile.

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Alora saw the Hunters land on the island. Hiccup decided it was time to pull out her neat little trick.

"WHOO-HOO!"

She used her laser vision to knock out every individual ship.

Then, she carried riders off of the Singetails and threw them into the sea.

She trailed behind Hiccup who was being followed by Krogan. She used her speed to grab him off of his Singetail, allowing Toothless to knock the dragon down.

"Miss me?!" she yelled.

Then, she waited until she was low enough and threw him towards the ground. She hovered above the island and saw that Johann was watching. So she sent him 'the birdie' and stuck her tongue out, knowing it'd piss him off.

"What are they shooting at?!" Hiccup asked her.

"Uh oh!"

Suddenly the Titanwing appeared.

"It cloaked itself!" Fishlegs yelled.

"Protect it at all costs!"

Alora stood in front of it, knowing she was the only one who could take its blasts.

She watched as Dragon Root arrows were shot. Steel arrows too. But none got past her. So she felt confident as the next arrow approached, thinking she could take it on.

I thought I was dead when it hit me. Johann must've been testing me out. Looking for a weakness. . . He found it alright.

The arrow was made from same material that the dragon-proof cages were made out of.

Alora felt it pierce her side and she went tumbling down. She watched as they carried the Dramllion away from its habitat.

Hiccup flew down and saw the arrow.

That's when they knew they lost the battle. Everyone was okay, all but one.

"Oh Thor. Oh Rao," he muttered. "Aly, can you hear me?!"

"S-Sun," she croaked out.

Hiccup placed her on his saddle and flew up towards the sun. With a pained heart, he took out the arrow and allowed Toothless to blast her upwards.

There, she felt the sun's rays prickle her skin. She felt her energy rise and the wound slowly healed. She wasn't completely healed but it was good enough. . . For now.

Is that why when we're hurt you make us go to the sun first before Gothi?

Yes.

Ooh.

Alora felt herself falling. And as she passed through the clouds she couldn't help but get a sense of déjà vu. Toothless caught her and the Riders retreated as they watched the Hunters get away with the King.

. . . Or so they thought.

QUESTION!

Yes Hicc?

How long is this story?

W-We've barely even scratched the surface.

You're joking.

No I'm not joking Kara.

Honey, maybe it's time to put them to bed.

Well honey, I feel that since they asked for it they should learn not to go back on their words.

Aly—

Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III.

. . .

. . .

. . . Yeah okay, sorry kids I tried.

The group flew back, not feeling as confident as they did before. Hiccup was in disbelief at the fact that they'd lost the King of Dragons.

He thought that was it.

But all that changed when he saw something familiar float in the water.

"Is that. . .?"

"The Dramillion!"

Spitelout used his Nadder to carry it and Fishlegs decided it'd be best if they went to the Defenders of the Wing island. After all, they did have the best healing properties for dragons.

So that's what Hiccup did. He also laid Alora on Toothless, making sure she was safe.

Meanwhile, Fishlegs was on the edge.

"What is it?" Hiccup asked his friend.

"Something doesn't seem right," he said. "This dragons skeleton doesn't match with Oswald's (Heather and Dagur's dad who died on Vanaheim) notes."

"Fishlegs are you saying that. . ."

"Hiccup, I don't think this is the King of Dragons. If it was, it'd be with Johann. Not with us."

Hiccup glanced at the Dragon. He saw that its mouth was glowing all kinds of different colors, but mostly white, purple, and yellow.

Hiccup took out the Dragon Eye lens and faced it into its fire.

Suddenly the map started changing.

The final piece of the puzzle was revealed.

The whole time the lens was leading them to the Dramillon because its fire leads you to the King.

"Is that. . .?"

"Hiccup, we need to get to Berserker Island."

Alora woke up and held her stomach. She stood behind her boyfriend and glanced at the image in front of her.

Her eyes widened and she couldn't stop herself from saying the next few words.

"What the f—?!"