Straight ahead. Mara growls. Thank you, again. I growl. I'm heading back, continuing my search. Mara growls. What

were armed people doing at Berk? I growl. "I dunno. What scares me is that they shot any and everything that wasn't one of them," Carla says. Flying, we see a motor boat heading in the direction we just came from, towards Berk. "What? You think that's them?" Carla says. Hope not. I growl. Landing, we're greeted by Terrible Terrors, and Astrid, after I get some pants and a shirt on. "Shawn! What are you doing here? Stoick is back but he doesn't know you! Run now before he-" Astrid is cut short as we hear "There! There's one of them! Run, Astrid!" What? They don't recognize me? "Guys," I say, before I see one of those ball things on a rope. Bola, is it? "Ah!" I scream, trying to run. I'm to worn out to fly away. I'm running as I hear, "Go arrange a search party and search the island for him, or his landing point," Oh right. Stoick doesn't know me, and I am dressed like one of the men who were on that boat. Running, I have to stop to catch my breath, noticing an AK-47 assault rifle, a pistol, ammo for both, and scorched body armor. Getting the guns and armor, I head out on the motor boat that was there also, I head out for Berk, out of sight from Dragon Island.

I'm sorry Carla. I say to myself, seeing Dragon Island vanish before my eyes. Looking ahead, I see I'm catching up to the boat we saw before. "Hey!" One of them say. "Hey!" I shout back. Slowing down I steady my speed to match the other boat's speed. "What happened to you?" They say. "Oh, I was sneaking around their new island, scouting their hideout. I was driven away by a dragon," I lie. "Oh. You okay?" They say, reminding me that my body armor was scorched. "Oh. Yeah, I'm fine," I say. "Good," they say. Back at Berk, I walk off, saying I'm going for a walk. Heading back into the house Mara was hiding in, I hear stop right there. "Mara. It's me, Shawn," I say. Oh, I'm so sorry- wait, stay away! Mara growls. "I wouldn't kill another dragon," I say, putting the rifle down. Oh, good. Why are you here dressed like one of them? I almost killed you. Mara growls. Mara is a surprisingly small Deadly Nadder, about half the size. "Well, thankfully you didn't. I got chased off by Stoick," I say. Oh. Well, you want to help me get out of here? Mara growls. "I dunno how I'll get a human-size Nadder out of here without notice," I say. "Stay here," running to the woods, out of Berk, I fire a plasma blast and run into Berk. "What happened!" A man says. "Night Fury- back- in woods," I say, panting.

"Let's go! Grab the Fifty Cal and follow me!" The man says. Almost everyone leaves, one man heaving a minigun and about five guys carrying belts of ammo for it. A Fifty Cal minigun! Jeez! "I thought I heard a dragon this way!" I say, motioning the remaining to come with me. Running past Mara's hiding house, I slip away from the group. "Now's our chance! Let's go!" I say, running. Mara's following me. Nice job distracting them. Mara growls. "I'll meet you at Berk. Go! They're coming back!" I say. Thank you. Mara growls, flying off. "We think he left," the Fifty Cal man says. "Oh. Well, he'll probably be back," I say. "It got away," one of the other group says. "Where were you guys?" The Fifty Cal man says, setting the gun down, still having a full thing of ammo. The ammo carriers lay their strips of ammo on the barrels. "I'm going to get this clean and running smoothly. Okay?" I say. "Sure thing," the Fifty Cal man says, not paying attention. Grabbing it and the ammo, I run off, loading the gun and ammo into a small boat. Nobody heard me take off. Mara flies down noticing the Fifty Cal. What's that? She growls, scared. "Something very powerful that they used to kill dragons. Now going to be used against them. I'm going to try to get Stoick's trust," I say. Reaching Dragon Island, I hear

Toothless roar Shawn! I heard about you being driven- Toothless stops. "What is that?" Hiccup says. "It's a big weapon that was theirs. But it's going to be used against them, now," I say. With Toothless guarding me, we walk up to Stoick. "What is he doing here?" Stoick says. "He wants to help fight for Berk, dad," Hiccup says. I unload my rifle and pistol, throwing them down, alongside the vest. "Well, we could use their weapons against them. I still don't trust-" I cut Stoick off, changing into Night Wing. "What!" Stoick says. "Dad. This is that other Night Fury we've been talking about. Night Wing, or Shawn," Hiccup says. "Glad to have you here, Shawn," Stoick says. "Shawn!" I hear Carla. Carla! I roar. "Shawn! What are your doing with those guns?" Carla says. For you in the fight, if you fight for Berk. I growl. "Good. Because I'm no good with anything else," Carla says, picking up the rifle. I also managed to nab their Minigun. I growl. "What!" Carla says. I fly off to the boat. Flying back, I drop the Minigun gently with it's ammo. "The Dragon Killer," Vikings say. "It's now on our side," Valka says. "I'm going to go see what they're up to," I say, strapping on the vest. Flying there, I tuck my wings and tail inside my pants and vest. "Welcome back," a familiar voice says. "Oh!

Crap! You scared me," I say, jumping. "Sorry. Hey, when you head back to Dragon Island, can you take me with you?" Jacob says. I pull him into a house nearby, shutting the door. "How do you know?" I say. "I saw you grab that man's stuff and head off on the boat I used to be hiding in," Jacob says. "Listen. I know you're friends with Carla's Night Fury. Take me with you back to Dragon Island so I can fight for his kind. I'm sick and tired of fighting for Lukas in fear. I'd like to fight from my own will," Jacob says. "Well, can you carry this vest for me when we reach the edge of the island?" I say. "Sure thing. Why?" "You'll see," heading out for the cove, I hand him the vest. "Alright. Please don't freak out," I say. "Why would I- What the!" Jacob says, witnessing the change. I motion him to climb on. "Okay, let's go," Jacob says, scared. Back at Dragon Island, I have Carla tell Stoick that Berk has an experienced fighter with his rifle. "Good. We need all the help we can get,"