a velaryon type death

a/n: i listened to headlock and fourth of july whilst writing the last paragraphs 

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i just want to post all of these drafts in one go

warning: near death, drowning, violence, death, angsty

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authors pov

12:27 PM. THE DRAGON'S NEST

the red death lets out another roar as stoick looks at it with wide eyes. 

"catapults!" he shouts, his men following his orders. they fire large boulders at the blue, red dotted beast. 

the massive dragon roars in retaliation, lunging forward and destroying one catapult with it's jaw and smashing another with its feet. 

"get to the ships!" a man shouts, racing forward. 

"no! no!" stoick shouts, the dragon taking notice of the wooden boats. it rises, spewing fire from its mouth, setting the ships aflame. men yell and shout as they leap into the water to get to safety. 

toothless gets frantic, trying to pull away from his restraints. y/n looks around, the fire reflecting in her eyes. how is she going to get toothless out of here?

"smart, that one," gobber comments with a bitter laugh as he walks beside stoick. 

"i was a fool," stoick mumbles to himself. he pushes the thought from the forefront of his mind, shaking his head. "lead the men to the far side of the island!" stoick instructs to spitelout, the second in command. the dark coloured man nods, getting the attention of the rest of the viking's. that's snotlout's father, if it wasn't obvious. 

"right! everyone to the far side of the island!" 

"gobber, go with the men!" stoick says, walking away. 

"i think i'll stay," gobber replies with a soft tone, following stoick. "just in case, you're thinking of dong something crazy,"

"i can buy them a few minutes if i give that thing someone to hunt," stoick says, grabbing gobber by the shirt. he goes to set his plan in motion but gobber grabs his friend's arm, stopping him. gobber smiles, clasping their hands together. 

"then i can double that time,"

stoick smiles at gobber with a nod as they both turn to face the red death. 

"here!" stoick shouts, holding up his shield. 

"oh, no!" gobber says with a laugh. "here!"

a man screams as the red death picks him up with her teeth, trying to eat him but with stoick and gobber distracting her, she drops him. he scurries off, not wanting to be caught in the cross fire. 

stoick yells, throwing one of the wooden stakes at the dragon which is about fifty times his size. it hits her in the face, making her pause and look down at stoick, only two of it's six eyes open.

"come on!" gobber shouts, getting her attention. "fight me!"

"no, me!"

the red death rises, ready to set fire to them both but stops as a fire ball strikes it on the back of it's head. 

stoick's eyes widen as he sees new dragons flying into the scene with extremely familiar fifteen year old kids on the back of them all. 

"ruff, tuff! watch your backs!" hiccup shouts as he's on midnight, no needing to steer her. she already knows what she needs to do. "move, fishlegs!"

"what the...?" stoick mouths, looking up. 

"look at us, we're on a dragon!" tuffnutt shouts, excited as he waves frantically to the viking's below as he's on the neck of a zippleback, his sister on the other neck. 

snotlout struggles on the back of the monstrous nightmare as fishlegs sits on the gronckle, it buzzing softly. 

"we're on dragons! all of us!"

"every but the boar headed stubborn viking you ever were!" gobber laughs, joining stoick's side. and stoick does nothing but nod in agreement. 

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"fishlegs, break it down," hiccup says as the fifteen year old kids all fly in a circle. 

"okay," fishlegs starts, looking down at the beast. "heavily armoured skull and tail made for bashing and crushing!" he watches it smash a ship with it's teeth. "steer clear of both! small eyes, large nostrils, relies on hearing and smell!"

"okay, lout, legs! hang in its blind spot," hiccup tells them. "make some nose, keep it confused," hiccup motions to ruffnutt and tuffnutt. "astrid, ruff, tuff, find out if it has a shot limit. make it mad!"

"that's my speciality," ruffnutt smirks, making tuffnutt roll his eyes. 

"since when?" the twin asks. "everyone knows i'm more irritating! see?" he dangles upside down, gurgling making his sister groan in annoyance. i guess he is the more irritating one. 

"just do what i told you!" hiccup sighs. "i'll be back as soon as i can!"

"don't worry, hiccup!" astrid says as hiccup flies off on midnight. "we've got it covered!"

"yeah!" fishlegs shouts as the five of them fly together and under the red death's wings as it swings at them. the twins steer towards the head, tossing out insults. 

"troll!"

"butt elf!

"bride of grendel!"

they yell out in fear as fire is fired in their direction, avoiding it swiftly. fishlegs barrels his hammer into his shield, creating noise. the red death opens its other two eyes, peering at him.

"uh, this thing doesn't have a blind spot!"

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toothless lets out a roar, allowing midnight and hiccup to find out where he is. midnight narrows her eyes, screeching as she sees y/n. 

"there!" midnight dives, hovering above the ship, unable to find somewhere to land. hiccup jumps down, seeing y/n and toothless both bound. 

"assist him," y/n says, not forcing him to make a choice. "i will be fine. i am right here," hiccup lets out a sigh, nodding. 

"okay, hold on, hold on," hiccup mutters, pulling the mouth piece off toothless. he gets a spear, hacking away at toothless' binds. midnight screeches, y/n looking up. 

"umbagon bē, midnight!" y/n says, the heat surrounding her, it not bothering her one bit. "iksan sȳz!"

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snotlout and fishlegs work to distract the red death, confusing it with noise as it shakes its head, feeling overwhelmed. 

"it's working!"

"yeah, it's working!" fishlegs laughs, his gronckle shaking its head dizzily. 

the monstrous nightmare who is carrying snotlout thrashes its head around and crashes into the red death. snotlout flies off with a yelp, landing on the red death's eyelid. 

"i've lost power on the gronckle!" fishlegs screams, throwing his hammer to snotlout. "snotlout, do something!" he screams as he descends to the rocky beach, landing on the ground with a sigh of relief. "i'm okay!" the gronckle flips over, crushing him against the rocks as he groans. "less okay!" fishlegs frantically yells out, trying to claw himself from under his dragon as the red death moves forward, its foot near him. 

"i can't miss!" snotlout cheers, hammering the dragon in its eyes. "what's wrong, buddy? got something in your eye?"

the red death roars out in pain, its foot missing fishlegs. 

"yeah! you're the viking!" astrid laughs, snotlout looking at her with a dazed smile. 

the large dragon jerks its head to the side, causing snotlout to fly to the other side of it with a scream. he holds onto one of the horns, looking down at the ground with wide eyes. 

the red death swings its body around, causing its tail to bash into the ships. midnight gets hit, making y/n shout out in fear. that's her best friend. her other half. her sister. 

"midnight!" but y/n can't see her through the smoke. hiccup yelps as the mast of the ship falls, separating him and y/n. he looks at her, with only fear in them. 

she smiles at him, trying to build some courage. but it doesn't last. she barely has any left for herself. the red death steps on the ship, smashing it to splinters. 

hitting the water was like a cold hug. when was the last time y/n was hugged by someone?

y/n looks around in the water, trying to swim over to toothless and hiccup but the pole she's bound to is pulling her down. she sees hiccup swimming over to her, but she shakes her head. she is not important. she feels the air escaping her lungs as tears slip from her eyes, mixing in with the sea water. 

ah. so this is what the dream meant. she will drown to her death. she will drown, doing nothing significant with her life. she will not be remembered to her name. she will not die as a targaryen. she will die not knowing if midnight survived that hit. she will die, never seeing hiccup or toothless again. never smelling the flowers, never creating her art.

she will die, being the last targaryen.