Here it is the third and final installment of my HTTYD trolls parody trilogy Legends of Dragons. And oh my gods are you in for a hell of a finale. I don't screw around when I end a series I go big, I go hard and you might hate me after this is all over. Anyway let's not waist anymore time, here is Legends of Dragons.

Prologue

A storm was raging as a ship was tossing and turning against the waves. The ships captain was doing everything he could to keep the ship afloat as a teenage aged female troll walked up to the captain. The troll had purple skin and green hair.

"We got to turn back miss Rosie, this old ship can't handle to many more beating from this storm."

"I can't turn back, I've got to see this place for myself."

"Why is the old Troll tree so important anyway that it's worth yours and our lives?"

"It's the land of my ancestors, the land of my grandfather. Plus the Cloud Guy summoned me, we got to keep pushing."

"You better pray then that we exit this storm soon, or you will be joining your dead ancestors in Valhalla!" The captain made a sharp right turn barely avoiding a wave slamming their boat against the rocks. Rosie held on to the boat railing for dear life, getting soaked by the waves as the captain struggled to keep control of the ship as they sailed deeper and deeper into the storm.

Eventually the storm passed and the seas were calm allowing both the captain and Rosie to breath a sigh of relief.

"Your bloody lucky Miss Rosie," The captain replied wiping the sweat off his forehead with his handkerchief.

"Is it going to be smooth sailing from here?"

"Should be, at least I hope, this old Ship can't survive to many more of what we just witnessed."

Rosie decided to go down below the ships deck with the rest of the crew and leave the captain to continue sailing the ship in peace. As she joined the rest of the crew, they were all surrounded at a table playing blackjack while drinking beer.

"Your crazy you know kid?"

"What do you mean?"

"This whole trip, you want to go to a deserted island that was abandoned decades ago when it burned to the ground."

"It's the land of my ancestors."

"And that's another thing, your ancestors were crazy, all these talks about dragons."

"Dragons were real."
"They're myths, legends, fairy tales to make themselves out to be tougher."

"You should talk to my grandmother then, or anybody else who was alive during that time."

"Okay then kid, tell me, why is there no more dragons?"

"My grandmother won't tell me, she doesn't like to think back to that day. That's why I have been called by Cloud Guy himself to the Troll Tree, to find out the truth. I must know what happened."

"You ain't going to find anything, your just going to be disappointed.

"Miss Rosie we have arrived at the Troll Tree." Rosie smiled as she took the beer of the crew member disrespecting her ancestors and chugged it, finishing every last drop.

"Hey are you even old enough to drink?"

"Nope," Rosie then looked at the guys cards. "By the way your over twenty one."

The crew member looked at his cards and frowned as he saw he was indeed over twenty one and lost. Rosie chuckled as she left the deck and rejoined the captain.

That was when she saw it, the Troll tree, at least what was left of it. Years of abandonment had caused this once great island to decay, leaving it a shell of what it once was.

"For what it is worth, I hope you find the answers you are looking for."
"Me too."

The captain then pulled up to dock allowing Rosie to step off the ship and onto the island. As the ship sailed off Rosie got a even better look of the island that was once home to her tribe. Where once green grass and plantations grew was now black charred stems and dirt. Pods that was once homes to her ancestors were barely hanging together, and the big giant tree that gave the island it's name was now dead, nary a leave on it.

"This was the troll tree," A voice said behind d Rosie. Turning she saw the Cloud Guy behind her. "Many years ago it was home to a entire village of dragon riders and their amazing dragons. The village was ran by their brave chief Branch. Together their village rescued thousands of dragons and put thousand of dragon hunters out of business. His bravery, his determination, his loyalty to these dragons made him the savior dragons needed to survive for the next generation. And when his time on this Earth ended he went out the way all heroes do, a legend."

"But I don't understand Cloud Guy. If my Grandfather Branch dedicated his life to help dragons why are there no more, and what happened to my grandfather? Did his mission fail, did he exile himself in shame, did the hunters execute him? A lot of people today don't believe dragons even existed anymore, but if they did, and my grandfather gave his life saving them then what happened. My grandmother won't tell me, that's why I reached out to you. I have to know, I just have to know."

"Your grandfather, was one of the best trolls I ever knew. I knew when he was presented to me there was something special in him, something I couldn't feel in any other troll ever presented to me. You want to know why there is no more dragons, I will tell you, but be warned this story is not a pretty one, and might be to much for someone your age."

"I'm a teenager Cloud Guy, I can handle anything."

"Then I will tell you. This is what happened to the dragons, this is what happened to your grandfather, Chief Branch of the Troll tree…

I know ,short introduction chapter but I wanted to tease you before getting into the meat of this story. And yes as you can probably tell by this short prologue this story is going to be rough and quite possibly difficult to handle. But when I do trilogies I always make sure to make the finale the most epic and heavy one yet, if you thought Saviors was rough, then you ain't seen nothing yet. So strap on because, you nothing can prepare you for what I got in store here.

Also thank you Black Raider for letting me use your OC Rosie