(Normal pov)

Hiccup had woken up from a nightmare he had, he's had them recently, the nightmare has been of him seeing Heather die, nearly losing Toothless and having suffered for fifteen years under the Hairy Hooligans. The now king of the North had gotten out of bed to see handfuls of gorgeous Viking women naked in his bed, he snorted at the sight and got up to put his pants on. He then headed toward the balcony of his fifty story tower and overlook the glorious Viking capitol of Denmark, 

He could see Red Maw warriors patrolling the streets, the citizens dealing in trade, selling furs, foods and weapons at fellow Northman, and of course the dragons. The dragons were a huge benefit in Hiccup's empire, he could see his dragon riders taking flight for air patrol and escort fishing boats. 

Hiccup could remember the day he became king, and it was a day he would never forget. In fact, it was a day nobody would ever forget. 

(Five years ago)

It was upon returning to the Dragon Sanctuary, Hiccup had revealed to Valka, Halfdan and Hava that they found an entire pack of the Night Fury sub species, and that Toothless was in critical condition. Thankfully, Valka brought some Sagefruit, she says its found with allies of the Ryttere tribe, they're called the Defenders of the Wing, their leader, Queen Mala and her people are friends of dragons as well, though they do not ride dragons, they honor and respect them like they do. 

But many weeks after ensuring Toothless was one hundred percent well, Hiccup informed his family that he would return, but he and his Red Maw would travel down to Denmark and proclaim himself as king of the North. 

(Hiccup's pov- Five years ago)

I was dressed in my most fiercest armor, it was black and glowing crimson, I wore crimson and black arm braces, black leather pants, and  he wore war paint (a/n: his warpaint is white paint over his face, two lines of crimson down to his chin and down his eyes)to add to his already intimidating attire. 

"Lord Haddock. We're arriving at Denmark now!" The captain of my dreadnaught announced, I nodded and wrapped a heavy black bear fur cape around my shoulders as I exited my ship once we docked in the harbor, I was accompanied by my elite bodyguards- the Blood Guard, they're trained personally by me and tasked with protecting my family, the Fury class dragons and my soon to be people. 

Upon entering the capital the people all whispered and murmured to themselves, they already knew my Red Maw had established their presence here even in my absence, but now that I am here? Its time to become king and exact my revenge. I approached the steps of my progressing tower, the first ten stories were already built, so I then faced the people with my body guards kept the people back, I extended my arms out and roared out. 

"People of Denmark! As you already know, the Red Maw has established order, stability, peace and protection in my absence. We even have dragons by our side! No one will dare to challenge us! Challenge MY rule as king! I will ensure all of you are well fed, sheltered, provided with anything you need to keep yourselves afloat. All you need do is... bow." I said, the people looked at each other and began bowing down, although one man did not bow, I cocked my head at the side and the man spat on the ground. 

"Vikings and dragons living together?! Ridiculous!! We've been fighting them for generations! And know we're... at peace?!! No. I refuse to live in your twisted and perverse kingdom!"

Before the man could continue to curse the work I've done, he was hurled backward and splattered against the streets, his burning corpse caused people to whimper in fear, they all turned back to me to see my hand pulsing in crimson plasma, I saw my lieutenants, my Chosen approach me and bow down to me,  one of my bodyguards approached me with a crown of ravens skulls, an evil grin crept across my face as I placed it on my head and I roared out. 

"ALL HAIL YOUR NEW KING!!!"

The people quickly lowered their heads and began chanting out. 

"Long live the king!"

"Long live the king!"

"Long live the king!"

The people have seen my power, and they knew it would be unwise to defy me, so those early years of my reign were to ensure to snuff out those who still loathed dragons, and to give out public executions by tying them upside on steaks and burning them alive, letting dragons rip them to shreds or giving out the blood eagle. It was called the Year of Blood as my first year as king. 

As my second year as king, I had my Stokers and muddy Bewilderbeast bring back mountains of fish and delivered them to those who suffering from hunger, I even ordered my guards to take out wealth from the treasury and give back to those who needed it the most. The people had feared me, feared my dragons and my Red Maw, but I showed them that I can be generous and provide for those who obey my authority. The people praised and thanked me for such generosity and nobody went hungry for that year. 

The third year as my reign as king was spent continuing to explore the unknown, we've traveled to lands called jungles, where we discovered many poisonous and deadly dragons and reptiles in general dwelled in, we travelled to places that had oceans of sands, places even more cold than our lands and places far too hot to even travel to. I had created my own book of dragons during this time and have named almost every unknown dragon I've come in contact with during my travels with those brave enough to venture the unknown. My family even joined me on my adventures and were astonished of how big our world really is. We had had returned from a voyage near Iceland to find a pack of Skrills, unfortunately because of one of the Skrills mistrust in humans, the legendary storm dragon inflicted a very ghastly wound across my chest, three large gashes across my torso, my family had to seal my wounds shut and the infection nearly killed me, although I didn't blame the Skrill for attacking, humans harmed it and it had every right to protect itself, but once the pack of storm dragons learned we meant no harm to them? They joined us back to my kingdom.

As the fourth year of my reign approached us, I had ordered mass raids against many foreign nations who saw my growing empire as a threat, they were foolish enough to sail to our lands, we easily crushed our enemies thanks to our numbers, advantage of knowing our lands, and our dragons. Also, Trader Johann turned out to build his own empire, he was foolish enough to attack the Berserker people and steal their Bewilderbeast's egg, Dague, Cutthroat and those who were Berserkers among my ranks avenged their people and tore Johann apart, piece by bloody piece. I'd even wipe out entire foreign kingdoms, the ones that provoked us anyway, we'd plunder their wealth, take their people as slaves, and discovered many more new dragon classes, alphas, feeding grounds and many more marvelous things. 

And now, as my fifth year as king of the North, I had been looking at everyone of my enemies weaknesses as well as their allies, and when the time was right? I'd strike and announce myself as king to those who believed I was dead, and I will make their lives a living nightmare.

(Hiccup's pov- Present day)

Yes, my empire reached the far reaches of the earth now, there was no kingdom on earth that hadn't heard of the Red Maw and the Blod Konge- Blood King. My family and the Ryttere people had moved to the capital, we had forged alliances with a group called the Wing Maidens, their leader Atali was surprised to see Vikings and dragons coexist, so when I offered her a seat at my table, she accepted it. 

As I had finished training for the day, I looked into a large piece of glass to see my reflection, my hair was shoulder length, however the sides of my head were braided, the top of my hair was twisted into four twists and was kept together by a bridge of hair in the back of my head. I had a mustache above y lips and a goatee on my chin, though my small scar was still visible, plus my cheeks had light stubble on them. My body was still lithe and lean, but I had no trace of fat on my body, it was sculpted in clean cut muscle, I traced my fingers over the three slash marks left by the Skrill, it made my people know that I wasn't weak. I even got tattoos on the back of my neck and across my shoulder blades and down my spine.

Currently, I was trying to extend an invitation of alliance with Queen Mala, however, her schedules had prevented her from replying back to me, and it was starting to irritate me to no end. Oh well, she'd reply back to me in time, I then entered a room across from mine to see Toothless. 

::Oh hail Lord Haddock! Blood King!::

He said teasingly, I snickered at him and hugged him tightly, he nuzzled into my chest, Toothless had gotten bigger over the years, his head spikes got longer, he started to grow chin spikes and there were two of them currently, and both were two inches long. His wing span made him even more intimating than ever, and his now fiery yellow/orange eyes could send chills down ones spine. 

"I'm glad to see you're so happy today bud." I said as I scratched his chin, Toothless purred contently and warbled back. 

::Well, Luna gave birth to three hatchlings, and the sight of having hatchlings of my own swells my heart with joy::

"I told you that you would find someone for you and have hatchlings!" I said smugly, Toothless snorted and nudged me back slightly and gave me a smirk. 

::Yeah yeah::

I chuckled and urged him to follow me, as we neared a window, I strapped on my black and crimson armor, I clipped on my Night Fury and Monstrous Nightmare skin cloak, the dragons had shedded many of their scales and I taught the citizens of my empire how to make them so if fire came down on us, we'd be safe from the flames touch. As I climbed on Toothless's back, we both looked out toward the vast Viking city, since we were on the fiftieth floor, we could see even see Kattegat from here too. 

::Beautiful view::

Toothless warbled out, I hummed in agreement, I could see many of my dragon riders on top of the Furies we took with us from the Feather People's lands, since visiting that place, I've limited Toothless's flights, much to his great displeasure, but I didn't want him flying when he was in critical condition. 

"This is the start of a new world order bud, where man and dragon will coexist and live together. I will show them the way, and if they refuse my hand? They'll be exterminated." I said, and I looked out toward the horizon and whispered coldly. "Berk however will not receive such a chance. My war with those animals starts now."

(Astrid's pov)

"There will be order!!"

"Good citizens! Please be silent!"

"SILENCE!!!"

Finally our people stopped their uproar thanks to Stoick, the now aging chief then began addressing our dilemma. "Our allies visiting our beloved capital have reported seeing Vikings riding dragons, these Vikings are our enemies and... Viking tribes we've never even seen before. And the reports have been coming in left and right for the past year. This... 'Blood King' is... Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III." Stock breathed out with disgust and disbelief, the people continued to roar out in fury, disgust and shock. 

"Traitor!!"

"That boy has committed the ultimate crime against Viking kind!!"

"Heresy!!"

I couldn't stand and listen to anymore insults my people were hurling, I was about to leave, however Stoick then spoke out. "Silence! ENOUGH!! We shall send emissaries to Hiccup's kingdom, to see if peace with him is in question." However, Stoick's suggestion was greatly disapproved, Mildew roared out over the crowds. 

"What we SHOULD be doing Stoick is uniting our armies and our allies to attack that traitorous son of yours empire and blood eagle him!!"

The Hooligans roared in agreement; they wanted Hiccup's head on a spike for betraying everything that Vikings stood for. However Stoick didn't approve of Mildews suggestion. "I will send my heir- Astrid Hofferson, Fishlegs Ingerman, Gobber the Belch and our elder Gothi to speak with Hiccup." Stoick roared out over the crowds, my heart was hammering in my chest, I still couldn't believe that Hiccup had bonded with a Night Fury, let alone built his own Viking tribe. 

But this was also an opportunity that I've craved for the moment I thought Hiccup was killed. And I'd be damned straight to Helheim if I wasted such an opportunity. 

Stoick then turned to me and nodded. "Astrid, you represent all of Berk, we all know that Hiccup isn't your average Viking, he will no doubt attempt to sway you and your group to his side, if he does? You must resist! We are TRUE Vikings!! Dragons are our mortal enemies!!" Stoick barked while pounding his meaty fist against his chest, the Hooligans grunted in agreement, Stoick continued speaking. "Learn how strong Hiccup's forces are, learn his vulnerabilities, and when you and your group return? We shall discuss how to deal with the Hiccup the Traitor." 

I swallowed thickly but nodded, I then gathered Fishlegs and went outside to see Gobebr and Gothi already at the doors of the Great Hall ready for us. Stoick was sending those who obviously treated Hiccup kindly, this wasn't a coincidence, because if he sent Snotlout, Ruff, Tuff and those other idiots? They'd be killed on the spot. 

Clever move on Stoick's part. 

"What are you thinking lass?" Gobber asked me, I looked at the blacksmith and sighed heavily. "I just pray to the gods that Hiccup will show us mercy, he has every right to wipe us off the face of Midgard, but... that's not Hiccup. He's not a murder, or a warrior..." Before I could continue, Gobber placed his hand on my shoulder gave me a uncertain look. "People change when they've been treated with nothing more than hate, rejection and abuse. We will only have to see with our own eyes to see what Hiccup has become." Gobber then gathered the crew that was to take us to Denmark, I saw my parents rush to my side, I embraced them as they peppered my face with kisses. 

"Be safe my little warrior." My father whispered, I smiled at him and nodded. "I will Father." I hugged him tightly, as he did as well, I then turned to my mother and we embraced tightly. "Do not lower your guard." She said, I nodded at her words. "I won't Mother, I promise." When we broke apart, they handed me a satchel filled with spare clothing, my favorite dry foods, a bedroll and throwing knives. 

"We'll be waiting right here for you, when you return." Both my parents promised, I nodded and gave them a final goodbye before rushing down to the boat that would take us to Hiccup's kingdom. As I climbed on the boat, I saw Fishlegs say goodbye to his parents- Mooselegs and Siggy Ingerman, when the Ingerman got on the boat, he sat next to me and we shared a friendly smile. 

"Are you ready for this?" He asked me, I sighed heavily and nodded. "As ready as I'll ever be Fishlegs." I said, he nodded as we departed the docks, as Berk became smaller and smaller and then I couldn't see it, I looked in front of us with a heavy beating heart, I didn't know what to expect upon our arrival, but my nerves were racing, I took deep breaths and wrapped my wolf fur cloak around my body to keep the cold at bay, I sighed and could see the vapor exit my mouth, I pursed my lips and then murmured out to myself.

"Here we go."

A/N: War, darkness, sex, blood, and gore are going to be heavy in future chapters. Hope you guys enjoy the double update and I nearly scared my readers in the last chapter, nearly killing off Toothless. SIKE!! I'd NEVER kill off Toothless. But those Hiccup holds close to his heart will get killed, so be prepared. But until then? Enjoy!