Epilogue

Flara's Age: 20

It's been a few weeks since Flara last saw Hiccup, even though she won't admit it, she misses him.

She wasn't really sure on why she misses him. Maybe it was because he left her alone when she asked him too? He kept his promise of not telling anybody about her yet? He wasn't the lust-for-killing human Flara had always met? He saved her from the pirates, which she had no idea on how they got on her island? Maybe...he reminded her a lot of Lucky.

Since she declared herself as a monster, Flara tried her best to not think about her brother. She suffered enough, and she thought it would be better if she forgot about him. Over these pass years, she almost did, until she met Hiccup.

Flara at first couldn't believe that a human, one of the very species she despised most, could remind her of Lucky, her sweet little brother. But when she saw how stubborn he was to rescue his friend, it reminded her of how Lucky said he would always stick by her when she blamed herself for her family getting caught by Drago Bludvist. Seeing him look weak, vulnerable, and how she took care of him reminded her how she took care of Lucky all those years ago. But what really reminded her of Lucky was his eyes.

Warm emerald green eyes...she hasn't seen those type of eyes in a long time. When she saw them, her thoughts made the young boy she was about to attack change into her terrified little brother, like it was him she was going to attack. That's the real reason why she didn't attack him when she was freed by those pirates, she thought she was going to attack her little brother.

When Flara began to help him, it was just because she was afraid he would look like Lucky again. But, when she got to know some of the real Hiccup, she actually thought they were friends. After all, he never called her a monster, and he even thought the fact she had a human conscious was cool.

Some part of her feels guilty that she decline his request to join him on his trip home. If Hiccup accepted her, then maybe there could be more humans or dragons that can probably accept her...maybe one of them could be like her...

But it was then she remember why she chose to be on this island in the first place. It's to be away from everything and everyone that caused her pain. Though Hiccup might have proved to her that not all humans were like Drago, it still didn't heal her heart. After all they did to her, all they've done because she was just trying to be nice, it was just too much. She didn't want to risk going through that pain again if some humans are like that in Berk.

However, it still doesn't stop her from wondering how Hiccup. How is he doing? Did he find his friend he was so desperate to save? Has his leg healed? Does he remember her?

Flara suddenly turned and began to walk away from the beach she was staring at. Deep down, she knows Hiccup remembers her, and she figured she owes him some answers.

After she arrive back at her cave, she took a look around. It was like any other dragon cave you can imagine, big enough for the dragon to fit, jagged walls, food scraps all over the place, and claw marks all over the walls. The only difference was that this was Flara's cave. There was a small fire pit that hasn't been lit for a long time, a couple of bones that were both dragon and human (they were her last visitors before Hiccup showed up,) and a few travel sacks she stole it from the humans she burned.

Making her way over to the sacks, Flara used her tail to reach into a bag and pulled out a piece of parchment. She went into the other one and pulled out a charcoal pen, then she turned her head then shot fire at the fire pit, lighting up the place. With her tail, Flara began to write on the parchment with the charcoal pen...

It was night time at Berk, everyone was sleeping peacefully since they manage to get all icicles off the village. Even a certain Chief and his Night Fury were sleeping just fine.

Even though Hiccup's leg was still hurting a bit, it was getting better. Now Hiccup doesn't have to wake up in pain every now and then. Right now, he was just sleeping peacefully curled with a slight of droll on his check. To bad no one was wake to see this sight...

Well, except for one...

She poked her head through the large window, upside down as she took a look around. She couldn't believe that map she stole from one of those travelers actually lead her to Berk! The one time Humans have actually done something useful to her.

She slightly squeezed herself together to fit into the window, and landed on the hardwood floor with a soft thud. She looked over to the sleeping Night Fury and gave out a smirk. This is the friend he talks so much about? Ha! He looks more like a puppy dog compare to what she heard about the Night Furies her dad told her about. Thanks goodness she masked her scent before she went over here, she didn't want to get in conversation with a dragon she hardly knows.

Turning to look at Hiccup, she couldn't but feel reminded of her brother. The way he would curl up and droll without even knowing, it's amazing how much they are so much alike, it's even scary.

She shook her head. She came her for a reason, and it's to give Hiccup what he deserves, not to fawn herself over her memories. Setting the object on the desk beside the bed, she began to head towards the window, before she stopped to look at Hiccup's inventions nearby.

She shook her head again. She'll never understand Humans...

Hiccup had woken up to harsh rays of sunlight shining down on his face, that and also Astrid was yelling at him from the window.

"Hiccup! HICCUP!" She called out. Hiccup groaned, trying to get in a few more minutes of sleep before letting out another groan and sat up, seeing Astrid on Stormfly, who was hovering near the window.

"Oh, good morning to you, milady!" He yelled out as he swung his legs over. "So would please explain to me why are waking me up this early in the morning?"

"Don't you remember? You have a meeting today!" Astrid remind him.

"Thanks for the info!" Hiccup called out, "I'll get ready soon!"

"I hope!" Astrid mutter as Stormfly flew away.

Hiccup slightly chuckle when he heard her. Just as he was about to get up, he caught something from the corner of his eye. He look towards his desk, everything seems to be in order. Except for that rolled up parchment in a bottle.

"What in the-?" Hiccup muttered, wondering when did that get there as he walk over to his desk and picked up the bottle. He open the top and let the parchment fall into his waiting hand. He then unrolled it and began to read the somewhat familiar writing...

Hiccup...do you remember when you ask me why I stay on this Island?

I guess it's hard to explain, but I figure you owe an explanation...

You see, I stay on this Island...because I want to be away from everyone.

I know what you're thinking, 'how come?' Well let tell you...

I'd told you I once had a family, I did, and I loved them, but they were taken from me.

Now, you probably believe it was because of that madman, Drago, partially it was, but it was also my fault...

Growing with this human conscious wasn't easy Hiccup, humans are not the only one with fitting in problems, Dragons do too.

I was called many names, they all hurt. No dragon understood me, not even my own parents or most of my siblings.

So I thought I try to prove to them that me having this type conscious could be useful...

I try to do many good deeds, but each one of them backfires...

One of those deeds that backfire were the reason why that Madman took my family...

I was trying to help a man, but he turned out to be a hunter from that Madman...

I lost everything because of Drago...

My parents...

My siblings...

My little brother...Lucky...

He was the only one who ever understood me...

I looked after him my entire life...

We were best friends...

Losing him...it's worse than dying...

I loved him more than anything...

It was my fault he died...

I try to do another good deed, but it backfire...

Now Lucky's dead...

You understand now? I didn't stay on this island because it wasn't sentimental or that one of family was born here, it's too make sure I wasn't hurt anymore...

I know it's hard to understand, but it's true.

But, thanks to you, you showed me that not all Humans are bad...

It doesn't mean I'm willing to forgive what they did to me for 20 years...

But next time I see a Human, I'll try to be more open-minded.

Thank you, Hiccup...

P.S. Your friend name's Toothless, right?

I feel kind of bad for putting pressure in you about keeping our promise, so it's alright if you told your friend...

Besides, he's a dragon right? So there's no way he can tell anyone!

Thank you...

Though there was no name sign at the bottom, but there was a Typhoomerang mark printed at the bottom. The mark was so detail and precise that it didn't take Hiccup long to release who sent him this letter.

Suddenly it all made sense to him, she was so hurt by what Humans had done, she wanted to make sure she wouldn't go through the pain again. Hiccup didn't blame her, he knows what it feels like to be misunderstood and being neglected.

However, Hiccup learned to forgive all those who have wronged him, she didn't. Though, it maybe because the people who wronged Hiccup had apologize when he was 15. She had to wait for 20 years to realized that not everyone is bad. He couldn't blame her, she was hurt more than him.

A sudden nudge brought his attention back to the real world. He looked up to see Toothless looking at the letter curiously.

"Oh..." Hiccup mutter, looking down at the letter. Should he tell him? She did say he can tell Toothless because she believes him to be like other dragons, simple-minded. Though he may not agree with her view of dragons' intelligence, he knew she was right.

"It's nothing, Bud." Hiccup finally said. "Just, something from a...friend."

Toothless cocked his head, confused. Before he walked away down stairs. Hiccup couldn't believe, she was right. Even with a Night Fury's intelligence, Toothless doesn't have a human conscious, he's still a dragon.

Hiccup turned his head towards the window and got up from his bed. He slowly walked over to it, staring right at the wide ocean. He stopped and rest his hand on side of the window.

"Hope you're doing well," He muttered.

"...Flara."

Author's Note: SCHOOL'S OUT! Okay! This is the end of Flara's Story! I hope you all enjoyed this story! You have no idea how much your support means to me. Sadly, no one was able to guess the reference for the last chapter. It was the song from Wicked, 'No Good Deed'. It was in the title also! But, I guess I fell kind of bad that you guys are never gonna know what this bonus is, so I'll tell you, but-!

SHOUT OUTS!-

Omegaman17: Yeah, that's what happens to people when they go insane...I'm sorry to say, but the reference is none of those things, the reference is in the Author's Note. But anyway, you WILL see the bonus after the shout outs!

silverwolvesarecool: Oh thank you! I've been writing as long as I can remember! Hope you like this chapter, if you don't count the bonus...

BeyondTheClouds777: Yeah, Flara's life wasn't exactly good before she got capture by Drago. And thank you for not blurting out what the bonus is!

HiccupHaddockIII: I'm glad you like this! Hope you like this chapter!

Now, the thing that everyone was waiting for...THE BONUS! A little note, to those who see this Bonus, I have something to ask of all you. Once you finish reading this bonus, I do not want you all asking BeyondTheClouds777 for a sequel for Seaworthy. It's her choice whenever or not to write a sequel, so please don't bother her! Okay, on that note, THE BONUS!

Somewhere near Antarctica, there was a large group of ships near the icy land. On the ships were a group men wearing large fur coats and they were doing various tasks. Like some were fishing and some were carrying heavy crates.

Suddenly underneath the waters bellow them, they stared to bubble, drawing attention to some of the fishermen.

"He's here!" One of them shouted, causing all the men on the ship to quickly run over to the side of the ship to see the bubbles getting more intense.

Then something burst out of the water with a loud roar. That thing was Drago's Bewilderbeast, with it's left tusk missing.

It roared while shaking the water off, then it put it's front paws on the ship, making it turned for a bit. When it settle down, the Bewilderbeast lowered it's head down until it's right tusk hit the ship gently. A man soon walked down from it. It was none other Drago Bludvist, but his metal arm was missing. As soon his feet were on the deck, he began to walk towards the door that leads to the hangar of the ship.

One of the crew men walked up to him. "Sir, how did the conquering of Berk go?" He really shouldn't have said that.

"We were doing well, before that runt ruined everything!" Drago roared in rage, hitting a man who was walking by. It knocked him unconscious.

"Uh..." The man Drago was just talking too was staring wide at the unconscious man as Drago forcibly pushes the doors to the hangar open with a loud 'BANG!' The man quickly followed him down the stairs in the dark hangar.

"Are the dragons here prepare for battle?" Drago asked as he took a look at some of the dragons that were trapped in cages with muzzles and chains all over.

"Yes, sir!" The man nodded.

"...Even, the Mysterious One?"

"Yes sir," The man once again nodded. "He's quite a fighter. Since you left, he's been trying to escape, probably looking for that sibling of his. But, those attempts were futile."

They suddenly stopped at a large door that was completely made out of metal. It had a bunch of locks and chains, showing that whatever is behind this door is dangerous.

"We now him completely under our control once we made him realize his sibling is never going to come back for him." The man continues as he took out a key and began to unlock the chains that were holding the door.

The door open slowly with a creaking noises. Drago marched in a few steps before stopping and smirking at the sight.

Inside the metal room was a very large, emerald green Typhoomerang. It has a lot of chains around it's neck, even with some on it's horns that were attached to the wall. A large metal muzzle was put around his head to prevent him from opening his mouth. There was also large metal bands wrapped around it so it couldn't spread out it's wings. It was pretty oblivious that this Typhoomerang was pretty dangerous if it was locked up like this.

It appeared to be asleep with it's head falling limp.

"You know, it's amazing how this Dragon started out as nothing but a weak, puny runt, and now it's a large and powerful dragon." Drago remarked to the man outside. At the sound of voices, the Typhoomerang's head turned to the side for a bit, before it raise it's head in Drago's direction with it's eyes closed.

"I have to say, it's pretty...lucky..."

At that, the Typhoomerang's eyes opened. Revealing two jade green orbs and slanted pupils.

It was Lucky...

Or was it?