I start feeling sick to my stomach. I didn't agree to this. I didn't agree for Drago to conquer everything. I never wanted this. I never wanted to watch innocent dragons suffer. If Drago kills the alpha, all of everything will be destroyed. The dragons will only be abused and caged like game.

I bang my head against the wall. I want my revenge, but not like this. I grip my fists. Toothless nudges me. What's wrong with me? I used to be not like this. I used to be so much more... soft. Now I'm stone cold. I'm dead, literally. 

"Hello old friend." A voice says behind me.

I jump. I turn.

"You!" I yell.

It's the vampire who turned me into one. 

"You're doing well. Berk shall be destroyed." He says.

"Yeah. It's uh...." I start.

"Remember you wanted this. You wanted my help. You wanted to destroy Berk." He says. 

"I know. But-" I start.

"But what? With your power, it will be easy." He says.

"But-" I start.

"Hiccup, Hiccup, Hiccup. You want revenge don't block your anger." He says.  

"Alright." I say.

No matter what, I have to let this play out.