I just wanna say, I'm sorry for the shortness of this chapter. But I can assure you that in the near future there will be longer ones, hopefully.

I still don't own How to Train Your Dragon, it was copyrighted by Cressida Cowell

Night Fury and Shining Armor chapter 2

The moon was nearly at its highest peak, but Hiccup was sure that he was on the right track. Not only there are some black scales lying here and there, but it also meant that the Night Fury definitely set up its stronghold somewhere near Raven Point.

While most are too busy placing out fires, he on the other hand took the time to observe enough to know where the dragon was headed off to.

Of course, no one would listen to him, not even his own Dad. Figures…

"But that will change…once I take down the Night Fury and bring back the riches," that is a vow that he made to himself. And maybe, just maybe, show Astrid that he is not as weak as she always thought of him to be. Though he did stop to make some notes, which is really crucial in his opinion. It was not every day that you get to learn more about the new dragon species.

Besides…that book desperately needed to be updated on this topic anyway. Back to the current situation, Hiccup just found some evidence of the Night Fury was on this path due to some scales fallen nearby; almost in the direct path to the Raven Point, meaning that the dragon's stronghold was just up ahead.

He was on the right path.

"Night Fury scales…black…obviously," he muttered as he wrote down his findings. "Texture…"

Then Hiccup paused as he rubbed one of the scales between his fingers, still marveled at the soft and almost rose petal like texture. In contrast to what he perceived as hard and rough for all dragon scales.

"…Like roses." That is the last thing that he wrote down before closing his notebook shut and tuck it back into his satchel.

He stood up and trudged onwards to his destination.

As he made his silent prayer, Hiccup's resolve is stronger than ever. When this night is over, he won't be called the Useless Prince anymore.

And all he had to do is to find that damned dragon.

The chiming sound was heard throughout the room as a few precious gems fell upon the stacked pile of coins, slowly tinkling down from the tallest to the smallest until they each tumble down to the a larger pile of doubloons, which is the part among the large room which housed a treasure horde of countless baubles, gold, and other valuable things known to man. The tinkling sound echo throughout the room, continuing to do so until it slowly fades.

Silence hung in the room for a moment, until something rises from the heavy pile of gold. Some of the gold doubloons fell a bit, revealing black scales. A low growl was heard as an eye slowly opened.

Revealing the color of light-green poison…

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