Stormfly chirped as the group flew through the air, the wind whistling over her blue wings. Her eyes were droopy and she was steadily loosing height.

"It's okay, Girl. We'll get there soon." Astrid patted Stormfly's neck and she chirruped happily, if a little tiredly.

"Look!" Astrid looked up. Fishlegs was pointing excitedly to the horizon, quivering in exitement.

"Told you we'd get there soon." Said Astrid. Stormfly perked up, and began to fly faster. There, in the distance, was a line of ships stretched across the horizon. They looked in good condition from a distance, but as they got closer they began to look decrepit. The stench of rotten wood invaded Astrid's nostrils and she coughed.

But that was not the only smell. The smell of salt-water eels reached her senses. The dragons were on edge, obviously having smelt it too.

"It's okay. We'll be out of here soon." Astrid reassured Stormfly. She heard the others doing the same for their dragons. They landed on the largest ship. The sail bore a strange insignia. An image of a Monstrous Nightmare with a sword thrust through it.

"I don't like the look of this." Snotlout muttered.

"Me neither." Said Fishlegs, leaning over the side to see the name of the ship. "The Reaper. We should get out of here!"

The Twins ignored them. They were banging their heads together violently, trying to see stars.

"Be sensible!" Astrid snapped.

"Oooooh, fiiive, thaaaats a fiiirst..." Tuff slurred before collapsing.

"Meee toooo..." Ruff slurred too before collapsing next to her twin.

"Ugh." Astrid rolled her eyes. "Stay sharp, and stick to your dr..." But she was cut short by the dragons flying away, their pupils slits.

"Oh no! Oh no!" Fishlegs panicked. The giant eels were rearing up.

"Calm down! Don't panic!"

"Hookfang, get back here! I order you to get back here!"

"Wha... Wha's happening?" Tuffnut came to.

"I d'nno. Ask tha' giant eel." Ruffnut sat up as well.

"'Scuse me, good sir eel, but may I enquire - Ooh, cool!" The eel opened it's jaws and showed off it's razor-sharp teeth, and hissed violently.

"Oh how I wish Toothless were here!" Upon hearing the shout from Fishlegs, Astrid felt a pang of guilt. It was her fault Toothless wasn't here. He had his auto-tail, didn't he? She had left him behind for no reason. She mentally kicked herself.

"Thor help us..." She muttered.

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One more... Just one more... Raven levered himself painfully along another step. One more... One more... He levered himself again. There. Stop here.

"Uuuh." He exhaled deeply as he slowly pushed himself down. Sharpshot, who had been perched on his shoulder half the time, chittered exitedly and flew in a circle around Raven's head.

"Oh Sharpshot, calm down, for Thor's sak..." Raven moaned. But he tapered off when the strange song began again. Again, the word "Deathsong" flew into his mind and again he pushed it back.

"Oh no you don't!" Raven grabbed Sharpshot's tail and hung on grimly as he tried to fly away.

And then more words popped into his head, nearly causing him to let go.

"Hiccup Haddock the Third?" He muttered.

Shorter again, but I'm afflicted with an outbreak of the dreaded writer's block, and I was supposed to write while going to horse riding, but of course... Cancelled. But I've kicked the writer's block to Europa, anyway! 

It isn't too transparent, what's going to happen, is it? I hope not.

Aquila out.

🦅—Aquila