So I really don't know what I'm doing anymore. This is just kinda all flowing out. So if things take a weird turn, don't blame me cause I didn't do it. Also, as I read back through the start of this I see that it kinda got real bloody real fast. Also, I do apologize for forgetting to upload this chapter.

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"Dragon Raid!" A shout rang out, one that echoed over the whole of Berk. A phrase that when shouted was capable of instantly waking people up and getting them moving faster than anything else. Soon after, a loud roar sounded from up high and the shapes of the raiding Dragons started to become visible out of the dark.

"To Arms!" A second shout called out from further in the village as the writhing mass of flying reptiles descended on the village of Berk, looking to steal anything that could be considered food. As they descended upon Berk, a symphony of war cries and the sound of metal banging rose up to meet them. To an outside observer, what happened next could only be described as pure and utter chaos; but to the Berkians it was almost like a dance.

Swords, axes, hammers, bolas and the occasional spear got swung or thrust up at the raiding Dragons while sharp claws and teeth along with fire and Nadder Spines were coming straight back down at the defending Berkians. The two massive torches were lit and lifted into the air, illuminating more of the beasts in the air as the two sides collided.

Steel tore through flesh, the Vikings on the ground excellent at finding the weak parts in the dragons natural scale armor. Claws and teeth ripping through the feeble leather armor and wooden shields that the Vikings were using to defend themselves as fire and explosions roasted others.

"Fire!" the cry went out above the cacophonic sounds of battle. While normally the fire brigade would be staffed for a few years at a time by the young teens who would be allowed out of the safety of the Great Hall in preparation for going through Dragon Training. However, with there being no teens in the town since that one raid almost sixteen years ago and Hiccup's abduction almost a year ago, the oldest child was young Gustav who was only ten years old. This meant that the fire brigade was now composed of some of the women who normally would be hiding in the safety of the Great Hall with the young, the elders, and the sick.

Stoick was moving throughout the village, checking on other Vikings as they fought back against the raiding dragons and lending a hand where needed. As he moved back and forth through the village, he started to notice a change in the behavior in the dragons. They were acting more aggressive and less organized than in the past. Most of the dragons were more desperate in their searching for food and in destroying buildings when compared to before. Before there had been a more methodical search for food and protection of their fellow dragons, but now it seemed like it was every dragon for itself.

"Hoark, what are we dealing with?" Stoick asked one of the night watchmen.

"The same as before: Nadders, Gronckles, Zipplebacks, and Helga said she saw a Monstrous Nightmare or two on the far side of the village." Came the response from the man.

"Any sign of that damned Night Fury yet?" Stoick asked, hoping the answer would be yes so he could finally have his revenge on the demon for taking his son.

"No sign yet Stoick," Hoark answered him.

"Fine," Stoick growled out, "Take some men over to the far side and see what you can do about those Nightmares."

"Aye," was the response from the man as he hurried off to do just that, grabbing a few of the more experienced warriors on his way. Stoick looked up at the night sky to see some of the stars twinkle. It was at that moment, all alone in the middle of a raid, that Stoick felt the most exposed and vulnerable as he felt the weight of everything that had and was happening truly resting on his shoulders. This would only last a few moments before he picked up his hammer from where it had slid out of his hand and thundered back into the battle, ready to defend his home and get revenge for what the dragons did, not only to his family, but his village as well.

High above the raid, unknown to Stoick and the rest of the Berkians, there was a Night Fury circling the village. Him and his rider were watching the raid devolve into the slugfest that they normally became. While the rider had no true attachments to Berk, other than one man, he still did not want to see the village burn or the dead on either side.

"Want to try this out bud?" Hiccup asked his best friend, leaning down to pat the dragon on the side of his neck.

"Not really, considering you made this idea up in the last few minutes," Zahnlos said to his rider, grumbling in response.

"Oh come on, what's the worst that could go wrong?" Hiccup asked, sarcasm bleeding into this voice.

"A lot actually, not that pointing them out to you would make you change your mind anyway," came the response.

"Oh quit your pouting ya big baby boo."

"Ya ya, let's just get this over with," Zahnlos responded, rolling his eyes and causing Hiccup to smile at the little victory as the Fury came to a hover. Hiccup then started to stretch his mind out across the raiding dragons, leaning forwards in the saddle so he wouldn't fall off as his mind started to envelop the raiding dragons. As his presence reached each dragon, he would simultaneously cut off the Queen's connection to them and then remove Her presence from their minds.

One by one as they were being liberated from the Queen's control, they stopped their raiding and fighting to start circling around the pair who had freed them until all the dragons were free from Her grasp.

Meanwhile, on the ground, all the Vikings had noticed the sudden change in the dragon's behavior. How they dropped anything they had and started to fly up and circle the village in a rather large spiral shape.

"Keep watching them and be ready for an attack!" Stoick called out to the Berkians around him as he saw many of them using the respite in the fight to try and rest, which inadvertently took their attention away from the circling dragons. As the Chief went to find Gobber, by far the expert on the limited knowledge they had on dragon behavior, many of the dragons that were circling above their village roared in unison. It was loud enough that many Vikings were forced to cover their ears due to the volume.

As the roar ended, the Vikings who had dropped their weapons to cover their ears grabbed them and jumped up, ready for the intense melee to start all over again. Except, it didn't. With the Vikings looking on in shock, the entire raiding part of dragons simply flew away. So shocked were they, that they did not notice that all the dragons flew away in the opposite direction of Helhiem's gate, where the Nest was. Nor did they notice a single Night Fury hovering for a few more moments before following the departing dragons. As the last of the dragons flew out of their view, a huge cheer rang up from the Vikings of Berk as they thought they had finally beaten back a raid.

"Gobber!" Stoick called out over the cheers as he got closer to the forge. "Do you have any idea what just happened?"

"I have no idea, Stoick," Gobber said as he looked around at the rest of the villagers cheering, before loudly whispering to his friend. "But it wasn't anything we did, I can tell you that. They seemed to be rallying before they flew away."

"Well don't let anybody know, they needed this victory to keep up their spirits," Stoick told him, patting his friend on the back. With that, Stoick left to start the process of getting the village cleaned up and repaired after the raid. With how limited the raid was, the damage was not as bad as it had been previously.

Meanwhile, high up in the air, Hiccup and Toothless had caught up to the flock of dragons that had formerly been enthralled to the Queen. As Hiccup looked over the flock he couldn't help but feel the sheer joy that was being radiated from the nearly one hundred and fifty dragons that were now flying towards the safety of the Sanctuary instead of returning to living in fear under Her reign.

"How do you think your mother is going to react when we arrive back with this lot in tow?" Zahnlos asked, curious to see if his bonded had thought that far ahead.

"I bet she'll be scared I did this on my own given how mother bear she was this morning, but the new dragons should keep her busy enough." Came the response, which would have sounded like a confident one to anybody that didn't have a direct connection to the teen's emotions.

"You're scared of her reaction aren't you?" Zahnlos questioned.

"No, I'm seventeen years old and while I understand she worries for me, I can take care of myself. Plus I have you with me." Hiccup said, leaning forward enough so he can wrap his arms around his Zahnlos's neck in a comforting hug for both of them.

"Ya, love you too Hiccup," Zahnlos answered, the best he could really do given they were flying. As the two continued to the Sanctuary they just enjoyed the feeling of being together and flying. During the few hour long flight many of the recently freed dragons from the raid split off and went their own ways, not that the pair minded them forging a life of their own. Luckily none of them turned around and headed back towards Her. Once they got within sight of the Sanctuary Hiccup sat up in the saddle and they looked at the large blueish-green ice structure.

"Are you ready to do this?" Zahnlos asked as they got closer, seeing Valka atop Cloudjumper and a few others exit the Sanctuary to intercept them.

"Not really, but It's going to happen anyways," Hiccup responded.

"Brace yourself, I can already hear her shouting," Zahnlos informed him. Sure enough, Hiccup soon saw his mother and he could tell by her body language she was shouting at them. As they got closer she started to sign, forceful gestures conveying the same meaning as if she was shouting.

Where did all these dragons come from? Please tell me you didn't raid the Nest.

I might have stopped a raid and these are the dragons from that raid. Hiccup responded, waiting for the scathing response.

Do you know how worried I was about you!? Valka asked him, the two pairs now flying side by side towards the Sanctuary.

Super worried I bet. Hiccup sarcastically signed back at her.

Hiccup, I wasn't there as you grew up because I was afraid you would reject me, Valka started, but now that I know you took after me this whole time I'm afraid of losing you again. This made Hiccup stop and think. Was having his mom, who he had only known for little over a year, worry about his health and wellbeing all that bad? Especially compared to how his father used to treat him.

I get that you are afraid of losing me Mom, I don't want to lose you either; but you can't keep coddling Zahnlos and I like we are babies. We need our room to spread our wings. Hiccup said, hoping the analogy of a dragon pup learning to fly would hit home with Valka, who had spent more time around the dragons and their young then her own. By this time they had made it back to the sanctuary and were landing, giving Vala some extra time to think about what he son was saying.

Had she really been smothering the pair so much that they felt oppressed? While she didn't want to admit it, the evidence that it was happening was right in front of her. Did they resent her for it? That thought also came into her head, as ludicrous as it might seem in hindsight, but it made sense that they might, given how they were talking and acting like she had done something to be resentful over.

I know you want to try and go back to me being you little boy cause you missed so much, but i'm not that small child anymore. If Zahnlos hadn't taken me from Berk I would be an assistant blacksmith under Gobber by now instead of just his apprentice, Hiccup told her, adding more for her to think about. As Valka looked at him, she saw both of her boys look towards where the King was.

Go, She signed before Hiccup had a chance to, We can finish this later after you have talking with the King. Hiccup signed a quick thank you and I love you before closing the distance and giving his mother a hug. While it was only a short hug that was a simple means to conveying love, to Valka it meant that Hiccup, and most likely Zahnlos as well, held no resentment towards her.

"I promise I'll change," She said, knowing that her son couldn't hear her, as Hiccup jumped onto Zahnlos's back and the pair took off for the 'Throne Room'. It didn't take them long to get there, both knowing the way almost by instinct.

"Hiccup, Zahnlos, While I think that it is commendable for you to attempt to do something about the raids in a non-violent way; do you think that bringing all the dragons you free here is the best idea?" The King asked the pair.

"I did not want the dragon's to be once again enthralled by Her. This seemed like the best idea at the time that we were stealing the raid away from Her," Hiccup responded, all but admitting they didn't really have a plan when they started.

"While I certainly can see the long term value of taking her subjects away from her, I don't think we can house all of them here. The Sanctuary is big, but it's not big enough to handle the influx of another nest."

"Then we will have to find another place to take them that is far enough away from Her that they don't go back and She can't reach them."

"Indeed," The King responded, the trio setting about thinking of a location where they could create a new nest to leave any future dragons they take away from Her in safety.

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