Okay, so I got some rather… strong… reactions to the last chapter. The reviews were enough to make me scared, but one PM really took the cake. It left me dumbfounded for a few days. But I'm back! (For now.)

Astrid stood, looking at her best friend fly away. No. Hiccup wasn't her best friend anymore. He would never forgive her after this.

She turned on Stoick, "I never should have told you!" She cried, "I should have done something to stop you! I should have ran away on Stormfly when you banished the dragons!"

"I did what I had to do! For our village. Dragons are not to be trusted, and you know if Drago Bludfist would have destroyed us all!"

"No, this… this is wrong." Astrid was surprised to see Snotlout speak up. "We just finished off an entire race."

"They're just dragons! Drago would have used them to finish us!" Stoick shouted.

"We're just humans!" Astrid shot back. "We're just a race that could be wiped out too! And judging by what you did- what we did," Astrid took a deep breath. "We're no better than Drago."

Stoick's eyes blazed with fury. "How dare-"

"I dare!" Astrid shot back, "Don't act like you're better than Drago! Don't act as if you're 'the bigger man!' Drago is cruel and ruthless, and so are you!"

"You know what Drago did to our village." Stoick hissed.

"He burned it to the ground." Fishlegs said quietly. Astrid turned towards him in surprise.

"He killed every man, woman, and child he could get his hand upon." Tuffnut said with uncharacteristic seriousness.

"He trapped us and showed no mercy." Ruffnut whispered.

"He watched as he destroyed our home, our people, our entire world." Snotlout said, his head down.

"He did exactly what you did to the Night Furies." Astrid said, turning back to Stoick with her chin held high. "We are the last Berkians. That's true. Toothless is the last Night Fury. You… you… you took from him what was taken from us."

"Aye. I did. And they deserved it. Their race killed my son. Their species killed my wife. And the man obsessed with them killed my village."

"Hiccup's not dead." Fishlegs said, "We saw him."

"He said he wasn't my son-"

"Because you killed a hundred dragons!" Tuffnut said.

"There were males, females, and infants in that cave!" Ruffnut shouted.

"You holed them up with no escape!" Tuffnut hollered.

"You burned their home down, without a blink of an eye!" Ruffnut yelled.

"You showed no mercy, and there was no reason for your actions!" Snotlout screamed.

The voiced got steadily louder, shouting at Stoick about what he had done.

And finally it hit him. He understood what he had done.

His face went slack, and he sat on a tree stump.

The shouting died down.

"I know Berk is gone. I know the Hiccup we once knew is dead. I know that I just killed them all." He said, his voice just above a whisper. "But it is in the past. We must move forward. We will stay in the village tonight, before venturing off to the next-"

"No." said Astrid. "You do that. We are going to help Hiccup." She looked to her friends. "We need dragons."

"Wait." Said Snotlout. He looked back to the smoldering pile of ash. "We can't leave yet."

…

"How is he here! It hasn't been four days yet!"

Hiccup and Toothless swooped down. "Mom!" He cried. "What's going on?"

"Drago was better prepared than I expected! Get ready to fight!"

Hiccup and his mom charged into battle.

Hiccup shot the armor off a few dragons, being straight about his shots, getting two dragons with each.

His mom and Cloudjumper were locked in a battle with a Timberjack.

He rushed to her aid, through a fury of fire and wings.

"Mom!" he cried, "What's going on!?"

"He came early! I only had enough times to get the hatchlings out!" she yelled, her voice slightly muffled by the mask. "Where are the Night Fury ywarriors?"

"Their — LOOK OUT!" His mom ducked just in time as a large tail coated in spicy metal swung just where her head had been moments ago.

"No time to explain! We need to get rid of Drago!" he yelled.

"But how!?"

…...

Five of the last Berkians stood in the smoldering ash. Tears welled in their eyes for the fire had not burned the bodies of the Night Furies. Not completely.

"I'm sorry." Fishlegs whispered. "We all are. We can't make this right. But we'll try to protect all other dragons from ever having to suffer anything like this."

Snotlout drew his sword and stabbed it into the dirt where the mouth of the cave should have been.

"Let this stand as a reminder of what happened here today," He spoke. "Of the massacre that occurred here."

"Let it stand as tribute to the hundreds of Night Furies who shouldn't have died for they did nothing wrong." Ruffnut continued.

"And how when one has power over another, they should not abuse it." Tuffnut added.

"We will do everything to protect all other dragons. No matter how deadly and difficult it will get. That's a promise." Astrid spoke clearly.

They stood in silence for a few long moments before she turned around and said "Okay. Now let's go and live up to that promise."

…

"MOM!" Hiccup's cry rang through the air.

The battle had only been going on for about an hour, but to Hiccup it felt like days.

He had just fought off a particularly nasty Whispering Death when he saw Drago Bludfist advancing towards his mother.

He ripped her off Cloudjumper and whispered "Do you see this, Dragon Rider? Do you see all this destruction? I am the king of the dragons!" He threw her to the ground. "Call off your dragons, give them to me."

"You might be a king." Valka said, struggling to her feet. "But you are no king of dragons. You are a king of murderers." She spat. "And dragons would rather die free than be under any control."

Hiccup finally made it to his mom and Drago, after battling through the warzone.

"Call this fight off, Drago! The dragons just want to live in peace! We can do that! We can create a peace―"

*SLAP*

"Shut up, little boy." Drago hissed as Hiccup recoiled in pain. Toothless growled, but Hiccup held him back.

"Ah. The Night Fury. Where are your Night Fury reinforcements?"

Hiccup hesitated.

"Ah, they're not coming, are they?"

"No they're not!" A voice shouted from the sky. Hiccup, Toothless, Valka, and Drago looked up.

Hiccup's jaw dropped open, because there, each settled on the back of a dragon, was Astrid, Fishlegs, Snotlout, Ruffnut, and Tuffnut.

"I guess we'll have to do for reinforcements then." Astrid yelled

I'm not good at things like that, so I'm sorry if it's not par to standards.

It's not quite 1,500 words, but this chapter was pretty hard to write. I wanted to show how washed up Stoick is and the reason for why he did it. It's not a good reason and it took Astrid and the others long enough to figure out he was so unwell.

Okay! Still on hiatus! See you whenever I decide get more inspiration! I will tell you I have a mapped out plan for this story, but it's hard for me to put it down coherency. "My thoughts are stars that I cannot fathom into constellations" (The Fault in our Stars) I hope I got that quote right.