I await my Dad, Gobber and the A team. Krogan sent a terror mail saying we have control of the Wingmadiens and the Dragon Riders. I grip my fists. Krogan and Viggo were both there waiting.

I suck in a breath. They walk forward. Astrid sat in her cage. She nods at me. I nod back. I create a sword. I look at them.

"Krogan what kind of sick joke is this? My son working for you? Hah." Stoick laughed.

He turns to me. He nods. I let out a breath. I grab my mask. This is it. The lowest point in my life. The day where I die on the inside. The day where all my nightmares come true. I rip my mask off. There were a series of gasps.

"Son?! What happened to you?!" Dad yells.

"Oh my Thor!" Gustav yells.

"What in the name of Thor happed to your face?" Spitelout asks.

"He recognizes true power." Krogan smiles.

"A power that will eventually spread throughout the world." Viggo says.

This was also the day I choose right from wrong. This is the day I fight back. This is my day to change their views about me. I'm fighting today. I will not fight my friends or my father. I will fight my enemies.