A New World

Epilogue

A/N: Here we are at the end of the story. I hope you all enjoy this last chapter.

Edit: The sequel to this story, A Changing World, is up now if you've not heard about that already.

Following shortly after Hiccup's abrupt exodus, a limousine arrived at Beacon. It drew to a halt about ten meters away from the group.

All the doors, besides the one at the very back on the right side of the vehicle, opened as four security guards got out and surrounded it, two on each side. Each adopted a stance, looking in every direction for any possible threat.

Once this was done, the remaining door at the back of the limousine was opened by the guard that stood closest to it.

Henry Winchester then emerged, walking towards the group who were watching the scene with his guards following on either side.

"There are more of you now than when I last came here," Henry observed. "Where is Glynda Goodwitch?"

"She was killed." Announced Oobleck.

"A pity. What is the situation with the White Fang?"

"I am improving relations between the SDC and Menagerie." Said Weiss.

Henry scoffed at that. "I don't believe you. Jacques Schnee would never do such a thing."

"Jacques Schnee is dead. I am the CEO of the SDC now." retorted Weiss. "He was killed along with my brother and several other people by the White Fang."

"My condolences miss Schnee-"

"Spare me your pity. Just tell me what you want and leave." Snapped Weiss, her voice gaining an edge.

Henry nodded, turning to face his son. "Very well. Cardin, you're coming with me."

"Why?"

"All will be explained at the Vale council chambers since the rest of the council wishes to speak to all of you as well."

The sound of a set of wings was heard as Stormfly took off, Astrid and Gobber on her back.

"What was that?" Asked Henry, looking at the group.

"I'm sure it was nothing. Shall we go?" Proposed Oobleck.

"Might as well." he said before turning on his heel and heading back towards the limousine.

"Wait, can you give us a minute? I wish to discuss something with the others." Said Port.

"Alright. You have five minutes." Stated Henry.

Port motioned for the group to huddle up.

"I say screw the council. Where were they all this time? Hiding in some secret corner of Vale while our former students fought the White Fang and Salem's forces." Spat Port, gesturing towards the group as he spoke. "I say the council should listen to us, not the other way around. Who's with me?"

"To the death, friend." Said Oobleck.

"Seems like this is the winning side. I'm in." Said Qrow before taking a swig from the flask of alcohol that he kept in his shirt pocket.

"I'll stay with you as well." Said Ozpin.

"I'm in." Said Yang, punching her fists together.

"We should tell Dad about this. I'm sure he'd like to join in." Said Ruby.

"We'll go tell him together. C'mon firecracker, pipsqueak." Said Qrow.

"I'll join you." Said Ozpin.

"We're all in as well," Coco added. "Anyone got a problem with this idea?"

The rest of Team CFVY, SSSN, JNR, Cardin, Violet Peach, Blake and Weiss all shook their heads.

"Oobleck and Port. You both should go and speak to the council, in the meantime." Said Ozpin.

"I'm coming with you two as well," Violet stated, speaking up after remaining quiet until that moment.

"Me too. I want to see my old man's reaction when he finds he's not in charge of Vale anymore." Said Cardin.

"That's fine with me." Said Oobleck, in unison with Port.

"What about the SDC? Will I be able to sell dust to Vale after this?"

"That should stay the same. Only the leadership will change, Miss Schnee." Port assured her.

"That's a relief." Muttered Weiss.

Conversation over, the group separated from their huddle and approached the limousine.

Cardin, Violet Peach, Port and Oobleck sat in the back of the limousine with Henry's security detail and the man himself. Further in front sat team CFVY and SSN followed by team JNR and lastly team RWBY.

The limousine was entirely silent as the driver set off for the Vale council chambers.

It was a slate grey building with a steel-reinforced door. A fact that the four found out after observing the thickness of said door upon its opening. The group exited the limousine with Henry Winchester in tow as the four guards of his security then ushered them inside.

They proceeded to enter the council chambers inside the building after being led there by Henry's security detail. The council chambers was a large room built with rows of seating that gradually ascended above one another, allowing everyone to see the floor at the centre of the room.

"I am putting you in charge of this group since Glynda Goodwitch is gone. I was planning on making you her second in command, but since she is gone, I think you should take her place. I can see no one better for the job." Said Henry, sitting in one of the rows of seating.

"No." Said Cardin.

Henry paused, not believing his ears. "What did you say?"

"Are you deaf or something? I said no. I'm not going to lead them." Repeated Cardin.

Henry dropped all pretence of being polite. "You dare to disobey me?! I am your father, and you will do what I say!" he roared, striding towards the ground floor and Cardin, only to find his body minus his shoulder, neck and head, encased in ice before he could reach him.

"You sound exactly like my father. No wonder Cardin ended up as a bigot." Weiss muttered to herself before staring him in the eye.

"Let me go," he said firmly.

"No, I won't. This is something I should have done to my father, in return for what he has done to me. Sadly, the White Fang killed him first. I think I will enjoy this."

"You have five seconds to let me go or deal with my guards, Schnee."

"You're not in any position to make demands. Besides, there are huntsmen nearby. Your guards or any of these council members would be killed easily if Professor Port, Doctor Oobleck or any of us for that matter, decided it, a fact which you seem to have forgotten." The security guards who stood near Henry exchanged nervous glances at each other as if this fact had just occurred to them at that precise moment.

"Weiss Schnee is correct." Said Ozpin. He stepped forward, coming to a stop in front of Henry and staring him in the eye.

Henry and many others in the council did a double-take as they recognized the voice.

"Ozpin? How is that possible?" Gasped Henry, with his guards going pale at this piece of information.

"That is something I have no intention of telling any of you. Weiss Schnee will let you go, you will go back to the Vale council and you will disband it today."

"I will not disband the council, nor will I listen to the instructions of a dead man."

"Oh, I can assure you, he is not dead. Quite the opposite in fact," said Port. "I'd listen to him if I were you."

"The council will never stand for this!" Shouted a councilman, followed by a great cheer.

Qrow fired a shot into the air from his weapon in its shotgun form to silence the council, rolling his eyes as he did so.

"The council will listen, unless they want to deal with at least two angry huntsmen who believe they got one of the strongest huntresses, if not the strongest in Vale, killed." Said Oobleck. "She was alive before the council - you in particular - asked us to deal with the White Fang and now she is not."

"Did the White Fang kill her?" Questioned Henry.

"No, but my colleague and I blame you for her death all the same." Said Oobleck, with Port nodding along in agreement. "So will you do as we ask?"

"No, I don't follow the orders of terrorists."

"Terrorists? Well, I suppose we'll have to play the part now." Said Ozpin before punching Henry out and turning to the security guards.

"You work for us now. Clear?" They all immediately nodded, not fancying the prospect of being knocked out or killed.

"The council won't like this Oz." Said Qrow.

Qrow was proven right when a cry of outrage rose at Ozpin's action.

Port fired a shot into the air to silence the council this time. "We're the ones in charge. You can either work with us or leave Vale for good."

"Why would we work with you?" An outraged councilman asked, receiving a murmur of agreement from the council after he spoke.

The council members then started to leave the room, one by one.

"I thought at least a few of them would stay and join us." Muttered Oobleck.

"Well, one did. Even if he didn't want to." Said Qrow, looking at Henry's unconscious form.

"Seems you'll be getting your wish, Cardin." Said Violet Peach.

"So what happens now?" Asked Cardin.

"I for one would like to see an old friend." Said Port.

"Who?" Wondered Yang.

"Someone you know quite well, Yang, Ruby." Said Oobleck, looking at them both in turn. "He lives in Patch, so we'll be coming with you."

"So you disappear for about two weeks without telling me directly, had Hiccup not told me, I wouldn't know where you had gone at all, then you come back and I hear from my old friends that you have gone against the Vale council and you want me to do it as well," Taiyang stated bluntly.

"That's about it, yeah." Said Yang.

Taiyang pinched the bridge of his nose with a sigh. "Which of you two came up with this idea?"

"Neither of us did dad. It just kinda… happened." Ruby said sheepishly.

"I think he meant us, Ruby," Said Oobleck. "But I would have said the same thing as your daughter."

"If that's true, then I guess I have no choice." Taiyang gave a sigh and brushed a hand through his hair. "I'm in."

Ruby and Yang cheered excitedly while Oobleck, Port, Qrow and Oscar all smiled. "But." Taiyang continued. Both Yang and Ruby fell silent when he spoke up again. "I'm not letting you out of my sight for a while. I want to spend time with my daughters."

"Fine with us. We won't be going anywhere, dad." Taiyang's jaw dropped.

"You know, I didn't expect you to agree to that so quickly. Should I be worried?"

"They've been through a lot lately, Tai. Don't question it." Advised Qrow.

John was busy repairing a weapon in his forge when he heard a high pitched whistle getting closer, from outside.

Leaving the building, he watched a black scaled, winged lizard, land in front of him, with Hiccup on his back. He rubbed his eyes and looked again, not believing his eyes.

"Yes, John. This is a dragon. His name is Toothless. He's a friend." Said Hiccup.

"…right." John opted to ignore 'Toothless' and focus solely on Hiccup. "What do you want? Another weapon upgrade perhaps?"

"No, I need the most powerful armour-piercing gun you can make."

"What kind of armour are we talking about here? Ursa, Deathstalker or maybe something smaller, like a Beowolf?"

"No, well… maybe? The creature I'm trying to kill is much bigger than those, though."

"Well, if you're looking to pierce something like an Elder Grimm's bone plates, I can get the schematics for Neptune's railgun, which has a lot of kick as it is, and work up from there." Suggested John.

"Railgun?" Asked Hiccup.

"It's a really powerful gun," John explained. "Allow me to demonstrate." The blacksmith said, motioning for Hiccup to follow him to the target range that was set up behind the forge.

"Wait here while I get my brother's old railgun." Said John as he went back into the forge itself.

Returning, he held a rifle in his arms. He looked through the sight above the barrel of the gun as he lined up a shot at one of the targets and fired.

The gun let loose a red beam of energy, leaving the target at the other end of the room with a massive hole, edged by soot from the beam of fire dust that had hit the target, as well as the wall behind it, through which the clear sky of Mistral was just about visible.

"Just what I need, John. How much?" Asked Hiccup as he turned away from the damaged target.

In response, John handed him the railgun he was holding. "Take this. My brother doesn't need it and it was collecting dust anyway."

Hiccup took the gun and looked it over. "Can I make some changes to it?"

"Of course, but it will cost you."

"I don't have lien with me right now, but I can pay as soon as I get some if that is fine with you?"

"This time and this time only. I've already given you that railgun for free after all. What changes did you have in mind?"

"Have you ever made a four-pronged crossbow before?" Asked Hiccup."

"Admittedly no. I'm more experienced with guns and mechashift weapons than crossbows."

"Then I guess I'll handle that bit after drawing the design. I'm planning on combining the railgun with a crossbow and a semi-automatic rifle."

"No worries. Let's get started on that then. Follow me." With that, John left the target range and entered the forge with Hiccup again.

Weiss and the others who remained - teams SSSN and CFVY plus Blake, Cardin, Jaune, Nora and Ren - could see Atlas closing in from the bullhead they had travelled in from Vale, after a brief stop to refuel there.

As the water below the aircraft turned to the familiar snow-covered land, Weiss turned to the others.

"I'm going to be dealing with some company matters, so if anyone wants to go to Atlas Academy first, let me know now."

"I do. I'd like to continue my training at the infirmary." Said Jaune.

"We'll go with Jaune," Ren added.

Weiss nodded. "Anyone else?"

There was silence among the group for a few seconds before Neptune spoke up. "I don't think anyone besides Jaune minds going to the SDC first Weiss."

"That's good news then. I have some employees to fire and a company to restructure. Today will be a day of change for my company."

The bullhead landed outside a tall building with windows that stretched upwards, letting anyone see inside. There was the word 'SDC' consisting of massive letters near the top of the building, something Weiss noticed upon looking upwards with the rest.

The group disembarked as one, stepping out into the freezing air and quickly entering the building through a set of tall revolving doors.

Once inside, they headed for the reception booth at the far side of the room near the back, next to a gate that required an ID badge to be scanned on the top.

Beyond the gate, a security guard stood with one foot leaning against the wall behind him.

The group, with Weiss at the front, stopped in front of the reception booth. The receptionist inside the booth was a sixty-year-old woman, complete with wrinkles and light brown hair with a significant amount of grey mixed in.

Before long, the receptionist looked up from the booth scroll she was working away on.

"Welcome to- Oh, miss Schnee! Come on in. Should I call security for her?" The receptionist asked, gazing at Blake, who glared at her.

Weiss forced a smile. "That won't be necessary. Are all the members of the board here today?"

"Yes. They are in a meeting on the top floor. I can have someone direct you to the room." The receptionist proceeded to open the gate and make a call to the top floor.

Weiss smiled at the receptionist once she was done. "Thank you. There was something else… oh, you're fired. Don't insult my friend here. It's the company policy from now on. Goodbye."

Weiss looked away from the speechless receptionist and towards the guard past the gate. "Escort her out." Ordered Weiss before she walked through the gate with the others.

The guard proceeded to follow Weiss's order as the group arrived at the lifts that were situated beyond the gate, next to the security guard's post.

Exiting the lift when it arrived at the top floor of the building, a woman in a business suit who looked to be in her early twenties, greeted them.

"Hello. I was asked to escort you to the meeting with the board members. Follow me." The woman said.

The group was led to a room on the very end of the top floor. The room in question had a long oak table, with a set of double doors at the entrance and a projector that would display a video call from the Schnee Manor whenever Jacques was late for a meeting.

The projector was currently not in use and the seats at the table were all taken beside one.

Every member of the board looked round when the double doors swung open and the group sauntered in, Weiss at the front.

The young woman who had escorted them to the room stepped aside as Weiss approached the table.

Most of the people assembled at the table, most consisting of old men, while a few were old women, noticed Blake immediately and grew displeased at the sight of the faunus.

Weiss noted that the head chairman she had met days prior at the Schnee Manor, who sat at the far end of the table, did not look displeased. His expression remained the same, unlike the rest of the board.

"This is an unexpected but not unpleasant surprise. How may I help you, Weiss Schnee?" He asked.

"I wish to inform everyone here of a new company policy that I wish to put into effect," Weiss stated, coming to a stop at the end of the table directly opposite the head chairman.

"And what would that be?" Asked the head chairman, raising an eyebrow in question as Weiss sat down in the sole remaining empty seat.

"That anyone here who has a problem with any faunus may leave my company. There will be changes in the future that they will have strong objections to."

"I do believe you were instructed not to make changes to this company that would affect it in any negative way."

"Mistreating faunus workers is already negatively affecting the SDC. It has been for years." Weiss countered. "Fixing the issue will only make things better."

"What makes you so sure about that?" A chairwoman sneered in utter contempt. "There is no guarantee that your plan will work."

"I won't deny there are risks involved, but the plan is in motion. I have already spoken to the chief of Menagerie. He has agreed to bring the White Fang to heel, in return for fair treatment of faunus employees in the SDC."

At this, all of the board members, minus the head chairman, stood up and left the room.

"I will not stay and watch a mere child drive this company into the ground." The chairwoman spat as she left.

'Good riddance' thought Weiss before realizing the head chairman hadn't moved from his seat.

"You're not going to leave, are you?"

"No. I instructed you not to do anything that would affect the SDC in any negative way, not as a command, but to placate the rest of the board. Had the White Fang not killed your father, he would have found himself removed as CEO, on account of money lost due to bad PR relating to faunus."

The chairman paused before his expression morphed into a tiny smile. "It's nice to see you fixing, rather than pretending it isn't an issue that exists as was your father's most common approach."

"Thank you." Replied Weiss.

"Now, why don't you and your friends sit down and tell me more about what you plan on doing next with the SDC." He suggested.

"I-" Weiss fell silent when her scroll started to ring. "One moment please," Weiss said politely before taking out her scroll and answering the call.

"Hello?"

Hiccup stepped out of the forge, scroll in hand to call Weiss.

"Hello?" Came the Heiress's voice when the call connected.

"Hey, Weiss."

"Hiccup. How are you?" She greeted him.

"You're sounding cheerful right now. You okay?"

"Fine. Why do you ask?"

'Because being cheerful and energetic is a distinctly Ruby thing, and you're not usually like her?' Hiccup thought to himself.

"No reason." He lied. "So listen, can I ask a favour?"

"Depends on what it is."

"It's the cost of a weapon I made, with some help."

"Consider it done. Let me pay it now."

"Alright." Hiccup re-entered the forge and handed his scroll to John.

"What's this for?" He asked, confused.

"A friend of mine who has decided to pay for the railgun."

John nodded and held the scroll to his ear to speak with Weiss.

Once the weapon was paid for, John handed Hiccup his scroll back.

"Seems you have friends in high places. Lucky you." John then handed Hiccup the railgun/rifle/crossbow mechashift weapon.

"Lucky me indeed," Hiccup muttered before leaving the store.

"I do wonder why you need another weapon." Said Weiss, the call still ongoing as Hiccup set out towards the safehouse where he had stayed previously.

"Getting rid of a pest. Think the dragon equivalent of Salem not far from my home. I plan to kill her."

"…Got it."

"Hey, you were the one who asked me, Weiss."

A squawk was heard as Stormfly came in for a landing before Weiss could respond.

"What was that?" Asked Weiss when she did reply.

"Someone I know quite well. Talk to you later Weiss." Hiccup hung up, pocketed his scroll and slung his new weapon over his shoulder. John had taken the liberty to attach a shoulder strap to it, to make it easier to carry.

He then approached Astrid and Gobber as they disembarked.

"How did you find me?"

"Stormfly is a tracker dragon. I just told her to follow Toothless' scent and she led us here." Said Astrid.

"I thought Deadly Nadders were part of the sharp class."

"They used to be until we found out they can track quite well, so they became part of the tracker class. Anyway, I see you came here to make a new weapon to kill the Queen of the dragon nest. Does it work?" Asked Astrid, sounding hopeful and curious.

"It was able to cut through part of a building, so I'm sure it will." Replied Hiccup.

"That's great. Now, if you'll excuse us Gobber, Hiccup promised me some alone time…" Astrid proceeded to drag Hiccup away.

"Where are we going?" Hiccup asked.

"To the house where we stayed the last time we came here."

"Eager are we Milady?" Hiccup teased.

"You bet Hiccup."

Hiccup stared up at the ceiling of his hotel room, a wide-eyed and euphoric look on his face. He was breathing heavily and covered with sweat. Beside him, an equally exhausted Astrid lay on her stomach, resting her head on his shoulder, one arm draped over him as she gazed sweetly over at him.

They were both quite naked under the covers, with their clothing tossed in various places in the room.

"Wow…" Hiccup exhaled, his heart still beating profusely in his chest.

Astrid nodded her head beside him, still appearing to be a little too tired for words.

"That…" Hiccup breathed, shaking his head as he searched for the words to use. "That was…"

"Incredible?" offered Astrid, now finding her voice.

"Yeah, exactly." Hiccup chuckled. "You know when I did… that back at Beacon before flying away on Toothless, I didn't think you'd want to go this far with it."

"Well, I did. Though I have thought about doing this before you know."

"How much exactly? I-If you don't mind me asking.

"I lost count a while ago honestly. Have you seen yourself lately?" Astrid grinned.

"I haven't actually. How do I look?" Asked Hiccup, sitting up and striking a bodybuilder's pose

Astrid fought the urge to giggle as she looked at him. "Incredibly handsome babe."

"Why thank you Milady." The pair gazed at each other before both burst out laughing.

"Right. So what now?" he asked, once their laughter had subsided.

"I'd love to go another round if you're feeling up to it?"

It was not to be, as Hiccup's scroll started to ring from the floor. "Hold that thought," said Hiccup as he rose and picked it up. Unbeknownst to him, Astrid watched him intently as he did so.

"Hello?" Hiccup began before starting to talk to the person on the other end, his face changing from an expression of happiness to one of sadness as well as a brief flash of anger as he spoke.

"Right. Okay. I'll see you and everyone else tomorrow then." he sighed as he hung up.

"What's wrong Hiccup?"

"Just got a call from Weiss. She's asked Simon to hold Glynda's funeral tomorrow. Pyrrha's as well. She's also invited Pyrrha's parents and Jaune's family to it. That kinda ruins the mood, doesn't it?"

"Yeah, it does." Astrid sighed in disappointment. "We should go find Gobber and our dragons now, I guess."

"No need." Gobber called out to them from outside the room. "I'm already here. Your dragons are frolicking outside by the way."

"When did you get here?" Hiccup asked.

"A while ago. You two aren't exactly quiet." This statement caused the pair to blush heavily.

"Gobber!" Both shouted, completely embarrassed, much to the extrovert's great amusement.

A shovel hit the soft dirt before it was lifted, taking some of the dirt with it.

The dirt was tossed aside and the action was repeated, the beginnings of a grave forming in the ground.

Once the grave was completed, the person digging walked to the left, handed the shovel to another and the whole process began once more.

When this was finished, the person threw the shovel aside and stepped back, joining the others who had stood watching.

Teams RWBY, CFVY, SSSN, JNR, Cardin, Violet Peach, Port, Oobleck, Qrow, Taiyang, Ozpin, Ironwood, Simon and even Rachel, the Headmistress of Shade, had all arrived for Pyrrha Nikos and Glynda Goodwitch's funeral, which Simon, the headmaster of Haven had overseen the arrangements for.

Ozpin stepped forward and began to talk about Glynda and Pyrrha.

Standing outside of the group, on their right, stood Pyrrha's parents and Jaune's family, both of whom had received a bullhead to bring them to Mistral the day before, paid entirely by Weiss of course.

Pyrrha's mother was the most upset out of the pair, crying openly, while her father tried to console his wife.

The coffins were lowered into the two graves, Ozpin's speech came to an end, and the coffins were buried.

"Which of you is Jaune Arc?" Pyrrha's father asked, not turning around while rubbing his wife's back to console his wife.

"I am, sir." Answered Jaune.

"Come over here. I'd like to talk to you." Jaune shrugged before heading over to the man.

"What is it sir?" asked Jaune.

"Call me Leonidas, as it's my name, Jaune."

"Okay, Leonidas."

"I'd like to thank you for being there for my daughter."

Jaune quirked an eyebrow. "What do you mean?"

"I remember getting a call a while back, from my daughter. She told me she was happy that she had found someone who treated her the same as anyone else. She certainly sounded happier than I had heard her in years. Sometime later, she called me again, this time telling me that she was dating that same person. I remember thinking that it must have been a special person if she could sound that happy."

"I-I'm sure it wasn't all me," Jaune said quickly.

"Don't be so modest, Jaune." This time, it was Pyrrha's mother who had spoken, staring him in the eye with a tear-stained face. "Anyway, what my husband is taking his sweet time in saying, is we consider you a friend of our family. I hope you find someone out there that you get as close to as you were with my daughter, Jaune."

"I will, Mrs…?"

"Call me Athena, we're friends now after all. Now, I should go before I cry even more. Nice meeting you Jaune." she smiled.

"You as well," he replied with a smile before they parted ways.

Roman was kicked awake by a foot when it was introduced to his side.

He jerked awake, blinking as he stared up at the person the foot was attached to.

"Get up. Raven wants to see you." Ordered Vernal. She then left the tent with a glance at Neo, who was still sleeping beside Roman.

"You called me?" Roman asked Raven, upon entering her tent with Neo skipping happily alongside.

Raven nodded. "Yes. My tribe is going to expand in Mistral. You, Vernal and Neo will be overseeing it."

"Fun. Where will be expanding to first?"

"Kuroyuri. It will be our new headquarters. The tribe will be moving there first."

"Alright then. When do we leave?"

"Right now. I have an associate to speak with." Raven then turned to Vernal.

"Make sure they don't screw this up. I'll be checking in on them later." Vernal nodded and Raven was gone in one of her characteristic portals of red.

Some time after the funeral, Hiccup, Astrid and Gobber were greeted by the familiar sight of a red portal as they stood near Toothless and Stormfly.

Both dragons and their respective riders plus their passenger were ready to leave on yet another journey.

"Hello, Raven." Said Hiccup.

"Hello. Ready to leave I see." Said Raven, eyeing the dragons.

"Yes. How is it that you always show up at the most convenient times?"

"I happened to be in the area." She replied absently, eyeing the crossbow slung over Hiccup's left shoulder. "You have a crossbow. Since when?"

"Since yesterday. Why?"

"If it's a mechashift weapon, then I think we can make a deal."

"A deal on what exactly?"

"You repair and make weapons for my tribe, in exchange for moving between Remnant and your world any day you wish."

Hiccup sighed. "Fine. I used to have a forge in Vale. It was destroyed by an explosion caused by a bomb, but you might be able to use whatever is left of it. If you do find something useful, bring it to me and I'll get started on making weapons for you. Otherwise, I'll start to make my own forge when I get there."

"Pleasure doing business with you," Raven smirked. "Now, I have places to be. I'll leave a portal for you all to use in the meantime."

When Raven was gone, Hiccup took out his scroll and began typing out a text.

"What are you doing?" Asked Astrid.

"You didn't think I would leave without saying goodbye to my friends, did you Milady?" Hiccup hit 'send to all' before pocketing his scroll again.

"Let's go now." And with that, the five of them, three being human and two reptilian in nature departed Remnant.

Over in Patch, Yang stoor at the hill in front of her house.

Yang's scroll suddenly chimed, notifying her of a text. It read as follows:

'When you get this, I will have left Remnant to visit my family. I will come back eventually, but until then, I wish you all good luck in whatever you decide to do next.

See you soon.

Hiccup.'

Yang glanced at Ruby who stood in front of her, slightly hunched over Summer Rose's grave, unaware of the text her sister had received.

'Good luck indeed.' Yang thought, scoffing internally.

She'd be needing it the moment Ruby found one of her closest friends had left.

"Yang? Why are you staring at your phone like that? Did you get a text?"

Oum damn it…

A/N: So this story is now well and truly finished.

I thank you all for staying with the story for so long.

There will be a sequel to this story. I have a preview of a scene I enjoyed writing.

I hope you enjoy it as much as I did.

Mildew found himself tied up and staring at the floor in a kneeling position when he woke up.

"Welcome back to the land of the living. You likely won't be with us much longer." A voice drawled.

Mildew looked up at the person who had spoken. It was that runt, who had tried to change anything when he arrived.

"Untie me boy." Snarled Mildew.

"What is it about hostages that makes them think they have any right to demand anything?"

Hiccup pressed a button near the trigger of the crossbow and it started to glow yellow as lightning coursed along part of the weapon. "Since killing people is a new thing for me, I'll ask one last time. Will you learn to live with dragons?"

Mildew stared him in the eye. "No. Do what you're going to do, boy."

"Alright, you've called my bluff. I won't kill you. You're lucky I won't kill in cold blood."

"Then I suppose you will have to let me go." Mildew said smugly.

"No. I won't kill you, but what happens to you isn't up to me now. I have allies, the chief of Berk for one. He'll decide what happens to you."

"He's on the other side of Berk."

The door to Mildew's hut opened. "Actually Mildew," Stoick began as he entered, having been standing outside the door to Mildew's hut the whole time and had heard their conversation. "I'm right here. You are to be brought before the council of the village for trial today."

"I would rather die than be judged by a council of dragon lovers. You've all broken tradition." Spat Mildew.

"You brought that madman Drago Bludvist here, who murdered a significant number of Berk's best warriors during the battle. You yourself have broken the rules. I am well within my rights to have you blood eagled on the spot. Don't give me an excuse to do so."

"By all means do it, Stoick. I welcome it. If I may make a request, however? Teach your son to respect his elders."

"Wait, dad." Hiccup interrupted before Stoick could retort, for he knew he would be furious. He already was, judging by his expression. "I've got an idea."

Stoick expression turned from anger to curiosity before Hiccup motioned for Stoick to follow him as he stepped away from Mildew. The pair edged out of Mildew's earshot, conversing with each other for a few moments before turning to approach Mildew again.

"My son has proposed a spar to the death between you and him. Do you accept this?" the chief asked, turning to Mildew.

"Absolutely Stoick."

"Very well. I shall inform the village of the news and your decision here." Stoick then turned and left Mildew's hut without another word.

"You should prepare for the hardest spar in your life. Knowing what I know about my skill at fighting compared to yours, your best option is to flee."

That preview has been in my head for quite a while. It would most likely have driven me insane, had I not written it. That is the shortened version of what I had planned to show you. I decided against showing the rest, as I plan on showing more when I'm ready to start posting the sequel here on .

From what I can tell so far from planning the sequel, it is likely to be just as long as A New World, if not longer. I've also got a title for the sequel - A Changing World.

Anyway, I look forward to the reviews for this epilogue as I sign off for the last time.

See you guys again when I post the sequel.

Silvolde