It was just a normal day aboard the Dragon's Edge, apart from how they were under attack by five Klingon vessels.

"Evasive manoeuvres!" Hiccup ordered.

"I did tell you Captain, and entering the neutral zone was ill-advised," said Toothless.

"We were investigating a strange energy signal coming from Klingon space the only way we could do that was to enter into the neutral zone," Hiccup reminded.

It had been three years since Deathclaw's attempt to destroy the Federation and the uneasy peace between the Federation and Klingons is reaching its tipping point. With the destruction of Dragkon many believe that the Federation had been weakened considerably and in some ways they were right.

The dragkains weather was developed advanced weaponry for the Federation hand with entire species in danger there are more preoccupied with just surviving on their new colony world. This also meant the Federation had to protect them, diverging resources to their cause.

This led to more resources and for them to venture off into uncharted space for any resources they could get their hands on. This action did not go unnoticed with the Klingons, who was now watching Federation space with a keen eye.

"The question is what do we do now?" Astrid asked as the ship shook. "If we escape they'll report our presence and if we destroy them the Klingon will investigate what happened."

Hiccup was still the captain of the Dragon's Edge and was now in a steady relationship with Astrid. The two of them had become quite close of the past three years, though they were still a little awkward with one another in public. Especially when the on the ship due to fraternisation and they did get a couple raised eyes from the board.

Suddenly the ship shook once more.

"Sir, shields down to 40%," said Fishlegs.

"Skull, how does our warp drive look?" Hiccup asked over the comm.

Skull was running around the engineering as small explosions appeared in all directions.

"I don't know how much more she can take?" he yelled. "However, the warp drive is operational, but I don't know how long that will last?"

"Sir, I think leaving now would be ill-advised," said Toothless. "If they report our presence it could very well start a war."

"Agreed," said Hiccup. He then turned to Heather. "Heather, do you can't block the transmissions."

"Already on it, sir," said Heather. "Those new upgrades that you installed have helped us considerably."

"Despite the fact that it goes against everything the Federation stands for," said Toothless.

"I just want to make sure the ship was ready for battle just in case we got ourselves into one," said Hiccup. "Snotlout turn the ship around and by all phases."

"Yes, sir," said Snotlout turning the ship around.

The Klingon vessels resembled some sort of bird like a hawk or something and they were very warlike race. Klingons leading strength more so than anything else and the people of Federation they were considered oppresses.

This year fired its phases at the Klingon vessels, but they managed to avoid a direct hit. Only one ship was hit by the phases and the damage was very minimum. The vessels then fired at them with torpedoes.

They struck the ship which is another jolt across its systems.

"Damage report!" Hiccup ordered.

"Shields down to 30% and whole bridges from deck 7 to 8," said Fishlegs.

"Any casualties?" Hiccup asked.

"None sir," said Fishlegs.

"Hiccup, we can't keep this up much longer," said Astrid.

"Maybe fleeing would be preferable," said Toothless.

"Not yet," said Hiccup. He then reached for the comm. "Ruff, Tuff have you finish the modifications to the torpedoes yet?"

Ruffnut and Tuffnut, who were wearing black uniforms, would just finish fiddling with the torpedoes.

"We just added the finishing touch," said Ruffnut.

"These things are going to blow your mind away," said Tuffnut.

"Or at least blow the minds of the Klingons," said Ruffnut.

"Good," Hiccup nodded. He then turned and looked at Snotlout. "Snotlout fire all torpedoes at the Klingon vessels."

"Captain, I do not see how the advancement of several torpedoes will make a difference," said Toothless. "The Klingon shields are still at full strength."

"Which is why and a fire all of them," said Hiccup. "Do it!"

Snotlout then fired every single torpedo they had straight at the Klingon vessels. The Klingons were able to avoid being hit by several and tried to destroy others with their phases. However, hitting them prove disastrous as it was a massive explosion that knocked two vessels into one another resulting in their destruction.

The other three vessels felt the impact of the torpedoes and they struck a mighty force and were soon in the explosion. When the smoke cleared they saw that there was nothing left of the vessels.

Everyone just stood there in silence.

"What happened?" Toothless asked.

"The twins merely increase the power of the explosion in torpedoes," said Hiccup. "Just in case we run into any Klingons on our mission."

"A mission that we were not supposed to be assigned to," Toothless reminded.

"We have to investigate a strange energy reading," said Hiccup. "Look I'm not saying that we didn't do anything by the book, but we have to find out what the threat was."

"And risk starting a war?" Toothless asked.

"We're in the neutral zone which means any and all ships are fair game inside and we were blocking the transmissions preventing them from sending any information how to what we were doing in the region," said Hiccup.

"Still a very risky move, sir," said Toothless.

"I'm just pleased that I didn't have to stitch anyone up," said Ragnar as he entered on the bridge.

"No casualties?" Hiccup asked.

"Not this time," said Ragnar. "However, I don't think the Admiralty Board will be too pleased with you once they find out what happened here."

"He's right, Hiccup," Astrid nodded. "I don't think there's any way you can escape punishment this time."

"Then I won't," Hiccup sighed. "So much for me hoping to take on a new five-year exploration mission."

"Even I am not sure what," said Toothless. "Fleet Admiral Razorblade is a stickler for rules and regulations, but he does hate the Klingon."

"Heard of him," Hiccup nodded. "He's the first dragkain to become a Fleet Admiral in history."

"Indeed," Toothless nodded. "A decorated war veteran of the Klingon Wars, he read many campaigns that led to victory in the complex. However, he was not too pleased with the Treaty of Hamia."

"I'm not sure I'm comfortable with a war veteran in charge of Starfleet," said Ragnar crossing his arms.

"Granted, that our main mission is to provide peace and stability throughout Federation space," Toothless nodded in agreement. "However, he firmly believes the Klingons on the verge of war with the Federation and he wishes for us to be prepared."

Fishlegs looked at him nervously. "But if the Klingon get word of our rearming when they consider that a breach of the Treaty?"

"That is what most admirals are fearing," Hiccup nodded. "I mean I'm fine about upgrading our weapons and shields, but creating new warships."

"That is asking for trouble," Ragnar nodded. "I mean the only reason our ships have weapons as for self-defence purposes in we engage any hostiles."

"Let's not forget about the drakenains," said Astrid. "Obviously Deathclaw was in the path of them, but they still don't share any laws over the destruction of Dragkon. They might very well join forces with the Klingons, they aren't that much different."

"Well, we better get out of here before the Klingons catch wind of us," said Hiccup. He then turned to Snotlout. "Snotlout get us back to Earth. Warp factor 3."

"Aye, Captain," said Snotlout.

The Dragons Edge soon entered into warp.

Meanwhile on Earth, a loving couple had just awakened from their sleep at 5 AM. They lived in London, but soon they were in the car heading out towards the countryside.

They soon reached the outskirts of the city and headed towards a 19th century mansion that had been renovated into a children's hospital. They soon went and visited their daughter, who was suffering from a rare and incurable disease even despite the advancement in medical technology.

The mother was holding a stuffed rabbit and was giving it their daughter, who was deep in a coma due to the illness. The doctor had said that they could not do anything to cure her and that she would die soon if they want unable to find a cure.

The father watched as his wife kiss their daughters head and cried. He would do anything to save his daughter and to stop his wife crying over their daughter's unconscious body. He made his way out onto the balcony and looked over the edge.

Behind him two men approached, one was tall and muscular with a small goatee and the other was smaller, with scars across his neck and wearing a more fixed goatee.

"We can safe her," said the smaller man.

A father turned and looked at them.

"What did you say?" he asked bewildered.

"You saying that we can help your daughter," said the muscular man.

"Who are you?" he asked.

The smaller man approached him. "My name is Viggo Grimborn and this is my brother Ryker. We can help you save your daughter, but we need you to do something for us."

The father just stared at the two of them as if they were as they have hope. "Anything."