"This is insane!" Heather yells. We're flying full speed towards Outcast Island. "You don't even know if it's a trap and they're expecting you to come!" Heather says. I look back at Heather with a look that says 'well, no duh! I'm going anyways'. It's amazing how much you can communicate with looks. Heather sighs, saying, "Very well. If we alert the Outcasts, you're on your own," Wait! They're not on Outcast Island! They're on Berk!

Hang on! I roar. I dive down, pulling up to do a half loop, then leveling out evenly with the horizon. Heather is holding on around my neck for her life. After Berk comes into view, I move around, letting the night hide me.

"Why are we-" I cut her off using my ear, lightly smacking her in the face. "What? Why-" I cut her off again, smacking her a little harder. She gets the hint. I land at Ravens Point. Slowly, we make our way to the edge of Berk. "What happened here?" Heather whispers. I point my wing at Lukas, standing in front of Hiccup's house. "Whose that?" Heather whispers. I push her off, and head into a bush. A little while after, I return, trying to get a left shoe on.

"Lukas, in front of Hiccup's house, he's teamed up with Dagger, using technology Berk shouldn't yet be revealed to, and had the power to kill anything, anything. Who stands in his way," I explain.

"And he's using Berk, why?" Heather whispers.

"His main priority is me. He's using the promise of a Night Fury to gain Dagger's companionship," I say.

Night W-wing! We hear a tiny growl heading our way.

"Nightshade! What are you doing? It's not safe!" I whisper, holding the Night Fury cub.

They've captured e-everyone else, and I w-was able to flee into the bushes at the l-last second, nobody seeing me. Nightshade growls.

"Congrats on your stealth! You know where the others are?" I whisper.

"How can you understand him?" Heather asks.

"I'm half dragon, remember?" I say. "Anyway, do you know where?" I turn back to the Night Fury.

Th-they're at the a-arena. Nightshade growls.

"Thank you, Nightshade," I say, petting the Night Fury.

"So, where are they?" Heather says.

"The academy," I say. Nightshade hops onto my back, probably exhausted by the rapid flight here. "Let's go," I say. Running through the wood, we head out to the academy, seeing five men from Lakesshore, armed with rifles.

"What are those?" Heather asks, pointing to a rifle.

"You don't need to know. You can't get them on Berk anyway," I say. I see everyone tied up in the dead middle of the academy floor.

"Where are the dragons?" Heather says.

"I dunno," I say. "Stay here, me and Nightshade are going to go check out the hangar," I say.

I'm ready. Nightshade growls.

"Hang on," I say, taking off in a dead sprint for the academy, only stopping when I see either an Outcast, Berserker, or one of Lukas's men. I lie flat against the ground, doing this military style crawl while Nightshade silently flies to the hangar, waiting for me to crawl over a body or two. I only stop once when a Berserker walks around a house nearby. I peek inside and see an Outcast inside. I sneak in through the cracked door and slip over to where the dragons are being held.

Woah? Whose there? I hear a familiar growl.

"It's okay. It's me, Belch. I'm going to cut your restraints near to where they attach to the hangar floor," I say.

What about the others? Barf growls.

"I'll get them, too," I say.

"Hey!" The Outcast says. Crap! "You'd better stop growling over there. Your lives will be over soon enough,"

"I'll try to keep it down," I whisper. As quietly as I can, I blast the chains on Barf and Belch's feet. I go around and do that to all the dragons chained up.

Shawn! What are you doing here? Toothless grumbles through the muzzle on him.

"Ssh. I'm getting you all out. I've got everyone except you, Siare, and Gracia," I say, loosening the muzzle. "Now, I'm going to loosen everything. Act like everything's still tight. You too, Siare. And the same to you, Gracia," I say, loosening the restraints.

Where's Nightshade? Siare growls in worry.

"He's with Heather. He'll be fine as long as Heather stays hidden," I say, loosening Gracia's restraints. "Good. Now, act like you would if they were not loosened, okay?" I say.

Got it. The Night Furies growl.

"Well, I'm going to go get the others at the academy. We will be back," I say, trying to sound as reassuring as I can.

Are m-mom and dad okay? Nightshade growls.

"Yeah, they're okay," I say.

"Oh you're back," Heather says.

"Are the others okay?" I ask.

"Yeah. They're fine. How about the dragons?" Heather says.

"I went through and undid their restraints, but told them to act as if they were still restrained," I say.

"Oh," Heather says.

"yeah. You ready to help save Berk?" I say.

"Yeah!" Heather says.

"Let's go get our friends," I say. Nightshade stays hidden while me and Heather go to free the others. "Alright. I'll provide a distraction, while you cut Hiccup and them free," I say.

"Gotcha," Heather says. I silently fly away while Heather heads towards the academy entrance.

Time to fly. I growl to myself. Taking a deep breath, my eyes are probably slits, I fly up, hidden by a pillar of stone. On the ledge, I see Heather's ready to go. I dive down, roaring.

"Night Fury!" Ha, I dunno why, but, hearing that scared cry gave me some pleasure in being a half-breed.

"What! I thought I locked you up!" I hear.

"Well, well, well. If it isn't Night Wing," I hear Dagur say. I keep everyone distracted while Heather sneaks everyone to the woods. As soon as the final Viking is out of sight, I roar to Toothless to have the Vikings go to the Cove. I feel something hot wrap around me. Roaring in pain, all I can do is let myself hit the ground and struggle my way out of the bola, the heavy metal ends and all the metal shards entangled around the rope red hot. I run to the woods and fly to the Cove. I'm halfway through and I see Carla on the ground, bleeding.

Carla! I roar running to her.

"Shawn! Thank goodness your here. They went on, not realizing I've fallen," Carla says. I see the cut is on her side.

I need to see your cut. I growl.

"What? Why?" Carla says, embarrassed.

I did some reading in the Book Of Dragons and turns out, Night Fury saliva has amazing healing properties. I growl.

"Oh?" Carla says.

Yeah. Now, I'm going to need to get to your cut. I growl.

"Fine," Carla says, embarrassed and reluctant. Blushing, I feel my scales getting warm as I bring my head close to the wound. Licking the wound, the metallic scent of blood fills my nose.