I'm disappointed as one person submitted two entries, I just want some of you fans to be in this fanfiction. SO PLEASE SUBMITE!

So two spaces are covered and eight spaces are open. Chapter 20 is with the OCs, so without ten characters I cannot finish the chapter.

1) Artemis (Twins with Apollo): Dragon- Silver/blue, female Triple Stryke named Athena

2) Apollo (Twins with Artemis): Dragon- Red/gold, male Skrill named Ares

Anyway sorry for the lack of updates as I'm trying to make long and more detailed chapters more than ever now.

So enjoy this new chapter an don't forget, submit your own OC and details are found in the Chapters 1 and 16!

Previously...

Soon, I see a familiar island coming into view; with six various huts, a clubhouse, and the giant, dormant volcano towering over everything.

"We're finally here!" I did a loop in my flight as excitement gave me boundless energy.

"I have to admit, that's awesome," Eternalmist gazes at the sight of the Dragon's Edge.

"What's that?" Silverfang nods her head in the direction of a black figure which seems to be playing with a smaller black object. It was a dragon, dark as me, with green eyes, and the left tail fin of leather.

"It's Toothless and one of my journals," I take to a steep dive tucking in my wings. Toothless looks up then takes several steps back as he spots another Night Fury landing in front of him. But this Night Fury was similar to him but his eyes change from sky blue to acid green to blood red and so forth of many colors unimaginable.

"Who are you," he hisses unsheathing his teeth and arching his back.

"Toothless, it's me! Hiccup!" I place my right paw to my chest.

"Huh?!"

Hiccup's P.O.V.

I repeat my sentence in my head and it sounded preposterous to say I'm me but not exactly me, I mean I'm me in a Night Fury body, there it is! Toothless looks behind me to Silverfang and Eternalmist both very deadly dragons we both encountered before but not good encounters expect for Heather's Razorwhip, Windshear. Speaking of the other dragons, I hear multiple wing beats surrounding us and some footsteps behind me as my sensitive ears pick up due to my new extraordinary hearing. I hear Eternalmist as he lets out a low, warning growl and his luminescent eyes narrow. Thick, bright mist creep out of his mouth, prepared if this is a attack.

"Umm, Shadowglider," Silverfang squeaked as I catch in the corner of my eye is all of my friends' dragons then I turn my head to see all of them. Silverfang tensed up as she raised her long, metallic neck trying to get an edge of intimidation.

"Let me handle this," I tilted my head as I gave a low whisper

Toothless in front of me with wings partly raised, Windshear behind my trio on the platform with her tail raised, Hookfang by her side with his body flaming up, Stormfly in the air with her spikes bristling ready to shoot, Barf's mouth filling with gas and Belch's mouth sparking who are perched above the clubhouse, and Meatlug hovering above Stormfly tensed up clearly looking not very sure of all this tension. Then Eternalmist growling with strays of paralyzing mist trailing in the air and Silverfang in a crouched position with her tail raised in defense. Each one of them roared only meaning they're calling their riders who are my friends.

Then a voice causes my blood to run cold, my body stiffen, and my heart skip a beat in joy, emotions running through me in various of feelings as I heard a single voice and many footsteps. From the corner turned Astrid in the front, followed by Snotlout, Fishlegs, and finally the twins Ruffnut and Tuffnut each looking like they hadn't slept for days, probably searching for me.

"What's going o-," Astrid stops to see all of their dragons surrounding the three of us.

"Is that-," Snotlout for once actually speechless slumping forward and his arms dangling.

Fishlegs brought out a notebook writing down with a charcoal pencil. "A Razorwhip, a Flightmare, and a..." then he dropped the pencil with a loud, dramatic gasp as it skittered across the platform forgotten. The charcoal pencil pirouettes on the wood and stops as it hits my midnight black paw.

"I don't believe it!" Snotlout shouts, grabbing his head in utter fascination.

"A Night Fury," Astrid says as each of my friends gape at the sight of my dragon form.

I couldn't hold my joy as I spot my friends I have been separated from the ones always had my back. I leapt over Toothless as he was distracted by the riders then I nuzzled Astrid's hand purring around each rider; I felt their bodies stiffen at the forward touch but I don't care. I'm reunited with them and I'm never leaving them alone. Then Windshear being the possessive she is, she whacks my head with her tail very hard as I tumble away from them landing at the feet of Silverfang, "I don't know who you are but stay away!"

Silverfang looms over me protecting me from Windshear's aggression and she raises her sharp metallic wings, "Back off of Shadowglider, he saved us from Hunters." Silverfang raises her metal tail, the spikes ready to fire at anytime.

Eternalmist walks by her side with his mouth filling up with paralyzing mist, "So if you have a problem with him, you'll have a problem with both of us!"

"Even if it means to fight my own species," Silverfang raises her head in confidence.

I slither out from underneath her and stood in front of my two new companions even if it means to fight the dragons of my friends and my best friend. I raise my wings covering my new friends from their sight, I growl as my eyes turn to slits and my claws grow in their length. I give a deadly hiss to see some of them back up. "We mean no trouble, I came to find you guys so I can turn back to human."

"What do you mean human?" Hookfang growling as he took a step forward.

"I mean I'm really Hiccup Haddock," I turn my head to him, challenging him.

"Wait I recognize your voice, are you really Hiccup," Toothless pads forward as we meet face to face, both of us relaxed His toxic green eyes stared right through me, giving me his usual calculated gaze. "Tell me somethings only he knows."

"One night three years ago, I shot you down taking your left tail fin in the process, I trained everyone one of you for my friends, we defeated the Red Death along taking my left foot with it, we fought the Outcasts, Dagur and the Berserkers, and won. Then we found the Dragon Eye, creating Dragon's Edge, and we were separated by a storm and we saw each other by the fight I was taken by Viggo," I listed off of my head then when I looked at them each wear a shocked face.

"It's really you!" Toothless wraps me in a wing hug as he rejoiced. Instinctively I nuzzle my head in the spot where his shoulder and wing meet, upon my scales I felt his dry scales that I was so familiar with. Finally after all this time I'm with my best friend, my ear flaps perk up hearing the gasps in front of me. Then we both let go of our wing embrace, faced the riders to see each one confused or surprised by our conversation.

"Wait isn't that the same Night Fury that helped us at the battle with Viggo last time but was taken," Tuffnut points at me.

"Yeah now I recognize him," Astrid walks forward and kneels down meeting my eye level. "Hey boy what are doing here?" She lifts her right hand slowly and carefully towards my head. I met up with the hand nuzzling her soft hand against my scales. I look up to her as her hand still resting on the side of my left cheek.

"Astrid it's me Hiccup," I say but then I remember they can't understand me as I'm a dragon.

"Wait you just talked," Astrid lands on her butt and scurries back to her friends.

"Wait you guys can understand me," I ask as this may be impossible but probably since I was human before I can speak our language. Each one of them nodded slowly and Fishlegs scribbling so fats it seem liked a mere blur with his pencil he must have gotten back.

"Woah wait, your Hiccup," Snotlout holds out hands in front of him in a X and brought them to his side.

"Hmm," Tuffnut and Ruffnut chorused in unison both walking around me, inspecting every inch; Ruffnut going clockwise and Tuffnut going counter-clockwise. The twins pause in front of my face, kneeling down each one stared intensely through my color-shifting eyes. Then four arms wrap around my scaly neck in a tight warm embrace, I felt the twins actually gave a sincere hug instead of their usual pranks or joking hugs, this one felt comforting. My body relaxed at the sweet feeling that I'm finally here with my friends. I felt at home. More weight piled on my neck as I felt arms wrap around in a warm grasp. After a few heartfelt seconds passed, the pressure released slowly so I looked up to see each of my friends with tears balancing on their eyelashes, about to come down any second now.

"H-Hiccup, is that you?" Heather asks slowly as a hopeful grin grace her face.

"Yeah, it's me," I confirm her question. "I will like you to meet Silverfang the Razorwhip and Eternalmist the Flightmare. We actually all have met as Eternalmist is the same Flightmare we encountered all those years ago."

"Guys these are my friends when I was human," I switch back to Dragonese, I called it that because I am able to speak the language of dragons. I walk to the sides of each of my human friends. "This is Astrid, Snotlout, Fishlegs, Tuffnut, Ruffnut, and Heather."

Fishlegs walks up to my new companions with silent awe, "Amazing, I can't believe that you befriended these two dragons so quickly!"

"Tell him that you saved our lives when you escaped from the Hunters," Silverfang nudges my side making me loose my footing quite a bit.

"I saved them from the Hunters when I was captured along with other dragons. But they stayed with me because I saved their lives," I told Fishlegs looking up to him.

"Well, that does make sense as when I rescued Windshear, she stayed with me. It's probably the same with Flightmares as well." Heather says. Windshear walks up to Heather and nudges Heather's arm as a sign of wanting to be petted. Heather scratches her metal-scaled chin causing the dragon to purr and grumble happily.

"Why do you have my notebook in your hands?" I notice a familiar black leather book with each class of dragon embedded in a thick red ink, that I invented, in Fishlegs' hand.

"Oh this? Earlier we were trying to find out as much of we can about you in your dragon form or what happened to you." Fishlegs replies as he holds out the leather notebook.

I open my jaws willing my ivory teeth to come out and gingerly pick up my precious leather book that I had worked hard on for months when we got the Dragon Eye. I set it down at my paws then I used my broad nose to flip open the book, looking fondly through the pages of decorated ink. I feel two presences loom over both of my shoulders. Out of the corner of my eye I spot a familiar gleam of a bright, luminescent white along with a familiar sheen of silver scales.

"Woah, I have never seen anything like this but it looks so cool," Silverfang says in awe as her pristine blue eyes widen in pure fascination of a human contraption.

"But before we could look into your last one, we heard the dragons rush to the stables so we followed them and saw you," Heather explains of the past as she gestures to me.

"What I can tell you is that this is the right notebook of how I underwent my transformation," I flip the book close with a smoky claw then grabbing the notebook in my maw and drop it in the hands of my nearest friend, Snotlout, with a pile of Night Fury saliva topping it off.

"Eww," Snotlout cringes at the clear liquid decorating the notebook and looks around franticly and drops the wet notebook on Tuffnut's hands. Tuffnut starts to gag then shakes off the saliva and droplets of it scatter in the air hitting my friends and most of their dragons.

"Heh, sorry," I look up bashfully unaware of how cute I look with my big pupils and color changing eyes.

"Well why are staying here, we want to know what happened to you?" Ruffnut shouts and with her brother, they ran towards the clubhouse. The others turn around behind them and start to follow the frantic twins with their individual dragons following them.

Toothless looks back at me letting out a playful growl, "You must give me a long explanation of what happened and where you were! Okay?"

"I promise Toothless," I give a firm nod. Pleased with my response, Toothless pads away to the clubhouse. "Come on guys, I swear this place is safe besides it was meant for us to live beside dragons," I look back to my two companions behind me to see them fidget around, not certain of the new, foreign place that I brought them to.

I take a bounding leap to reach the corner of where the wooden platform turns a corner towards some stairs that lead up to the clubhouse. I pick my ears up to hear Silverfang and Eternalmist following me. As I continue to walk, I take in a deep breath of the soothing, cool air through my nose and exhale relieving my nerves. My eyes picking up the recognizable bright, individual splash of colors of each hut, and the shapes themselves gives my heart the thrill that I am back home with my friends: no longer separated with me trying to fight or fly for my life, just the safe, comfortable feeling of being where I belong. My fairly new ears pick up the occasional growl, squawk, roar, grumble, or purr of the rescued dragons on the island, the soothing waves splashing on the island rock, the faint wind whispering in my ears, and the creak of the wood beneath my paws. Then I feel a faint, chilling breeze swept past me cooling down my scales, the faint warmth of the evening sun, and the rough wood platform on my dry paws. Each telling me I'm home. Before I knew it, I reached the clubhouse of where everyone meets up to have dinner, talk, or discuss plans; basically the busiest place on Dragon Island.

Before it used to be pretty neat and tidy as everyone took turns keeping it clean for a couple of days but now, it is littered with various things of my property; papers and scrolls strewn about on the floor covering most of it, notebooks wide open or closed shut decorated the main, circular table, and other pieces of paper and my artbooks on the seats or the boxes in the left corner. My snout crinkles at the messy sight and my beloved notes and art scattered around.

"Heh sorry Hiccup, we were in a rush," Astrid apologizes as she kneels on the floor picking up the scrolls and paper, creating a pathway for me and any other dragons to get through. Snotlout works alongside with Astrid, and the twins and Fishlegs start to close and stack the notebooks and artbooks on the table. It took a minute as everything was gathered up but not entirely stacked up due to their rush for creating space.

"Can you pass me my black dragon class notebook?" I ask Tuffnut who sets it down on the table. I walk up to it then, mimicking Toothless, I rise up then I sit back on my back legs and using my thin black tail. I lean forward a bit to see the notebook better then I start to flip page by page using my claw and nose combined. "Here." I simply state as I halt at the page I was searching for.

On the slightly wrinkled page was a detailed drawing of a pointed six-petaled flower with a single viridian, curled leaf on the right side and a distant crescent moon positioned above it. The flower was a pure, liquid silver that I painted it as and the moon with a slight aquamarine tint. "The Soul Flower, what is that?" Snotlout reads the title in confusion of the beautiful flower.

"Now that I remember it, it is a unique flower of ancient, drake power. The flower was created by an enchantress several centuries ago. According to the legend provided by the Dragon Eye, her family was murdered by thieves along with her entire city. She was filled with so much grief, she approached a high cliff set above the ocean so she could take a leap off of it; but before she could do it, a mysterious, uncharted dragon appeared in front of her convincing her not to jump off and in return he would give her the potion to create the flower that will change her enemies to dragons so that they will be hunted down. So the enchantress agreed and worked on it, the flower had a special ability to change size, color, and type depending on the person: her first victim was the man wo murdered her beloved little sister. It says here the man became a Monstrous Nightmare due to his stubborn nature and, just like me, his changed color due to the flower's ability and because of this any dragon with color changing eyes were consider rare and were hunted. Slowly one by one, the vengeful enchantress took apart the mob of thieves but as she traveled the islands, she noticed other people who wanted revenge for their fallen family members. Thus she helped them one by one by turning their enemies into the dragons, but the enchantress was gullible.

A tyrant lord in the far south was having trouble controlling an uprising in his town, so he murdered his wife and faked it to seem she was murdered by the 'bad' rebels. He called upon the enchantress and pleaded her to help him, and being naïve she accepted and asked who should she send the flower to. The lord gave her the address and the name of the leader of the rebels to kill. On that faithful night for the town, when the enchantress was about to set off, the lord's son stopped her and told her the truth of what and who his father really was. The enchantress was a bit skeptical so she wandered the town that moonless night and saw the condition of the town and its people and found out the truth of the evil lord. She went to the son and gave him a Soul Flower to have the man pay for his sins, and the morning that came along the man turned into a Changewing and was killed on that same day.

After that incident, the Enchantress starts to question of how many innocent people she killed and bad people who tricked her to kill them. One day a couple months later, she met a young man who saved her from a thief who was about to kill her. She learned that he was trying to escape from his abusive, pushy family who drove away his true love and starting a new life. So the enchantress trusted the young man who proved to not be tainted by evil, and gave him a Soul Flower which transformed him into a Scauldron and since he was a good person he had the ability to change eye color at will and stop it. He thanked the witch and swam away into the deep blue sea where none of his family can find him. So the enchantress had a new job, instead of exacting revenge, she helped those who are kind souls and needed help to hide away or to start a new life.

Thus began the legend of the Soul Flower. But when she died, all the dragons who she helped had gathered around and mourned for her death, scattering flowers across her body. During that full moon that night, the moon glowed an aquamarine across the world signaling the death of the enchantress; the next thing that happened surprised the dragons, her body disintegrated as a silver pollen-like substance, scattering the seeds of her famous flower.

No one hasn't seen one after a couple of years after her death, but some people still believe that it exists and hunt one down their entire life. It is said hear they appear when a pure soul is in dire need, thus the Soul Flower will come to their aid; but the flower doesn't just choose any pure soul, but one of both human and dragon. Someone who could bridge the two worlds together and bring peace to the world as the enchantress was a dragon herself."

"So I guess the Soul Flower chose you to be the person who brings both worlds together then," Astrid pats my scaly head as if she was petting a pet.

"But what I don't get is how am I suppose to do that if I am stuck as a Night Fury, which is the most feared dragon of all time, to bring peace?" I point out the obvious fact as my eyes scan my sleek, but dangerous dragon body.

"Well it's just like the story, if the enchantress turned herself into a dragon too, probably you could do the same thing as well," Fishlegs tenderly grabs my left wing and expands it to its fullest length.

"But there is something stopping that." I flip two pages forward to show certain herb that the ancient dragon who approached her created. "This is some sort of sage created by the ancient dragon so that she could become part of both worlds."

"So, what's the problem? We just find snatch it and Hiccup eats it," Snotlout snatches the book looking at the sage with silver and aquamarine tips, and glowing lavender-colored flowers.

"We can't, we need the map and solve the puzzle to find the Lunar Sage," I snag the leather-clad book from his hands with my jaws and opened it back up. "But luckily I was able to copy down the location of the map before the Dragon Eye was taken away."

"Okay that settles it, first thing tomorrow we need to gather supplies and equipment for the journey and for you Hiccup," Astrid turns to me, "Probably ask Toothless to teach how to fly through obstacles, and to fight Hunters and dragons."

"I can handle myself," I huffed as I turned from Astrid's face.

"Well considering the last time we saw you, you didn't do very good at battling and was caught by the Hunters," Heather points out with her intelligence.

"Ugh, fine."

"Well that is that, everyone should go back to bed and get a good night's rest as for tomorrow to be a busy day." Astrid orders with a confident tone. One by one, each rider along with their corresponding dragon retreated to their huts. I turn around to the left exit which leads to my hut. Once I step out I notice the sun has set completely with hues of pinks, purples, and dark blues are painted across the vast sky and the sea already dark in color with the lack of sun.

"You guys follow Toothless to my hut," I look to Silverfang and Eternalmist and gestured my head to my best friend.

"What about you Hiccup?" Toothless walks to my side all concerned.

"I'll catch up later, don't worry about me." I nudge Toothless' broad shoulder.

"Okay be safe," Toothless hesitantly turns towards the stairs and he calls out to my other companions, "Follow me."

"Goodnight Shadowglider," both Razorwhip and Frightmare chorused together and nuzzled my snout and followed Toothless towards my hut. As soon as their paw steps fade away leaving silence behind, I expanded my wings and leapt off of the edge.

I soared above the others' huts and the Dome along with the ret of the island. The chilly night wind hit my face, cooling it, giving me a sense of silence but yet freedom and joy. I landed on one of the rock spires in front of the island with the chartreuse grass which gave a satisfying crunch underneath my pads. I walked up to its highest peak to see the inky black sky decorated with stars of various of colors and sizes, and the moon was full tonight giving off a sterling, silvery tint in the air. I was memorized by of how the different, yet subtle contrast with another making this night feel like a dream.

As I watch the full moon, a faint glimpse of aquamarine and forest green flicker on the moon's silver color.

With that faint of a second one thing rang in my mind.

Tomorrow a new chapter in my life starts.