The Seconded Fury 1 (Dagur x reader)

Dagur x reader The Seconded Fury

 (Y/n) breathed in the sweet salty air of the forever churning ocean. Her eyes lighting up at the thought of finally going home to Berk, to be with her younger brother again and father as well. (Y/n)'s hair flowed genteelly in the whipping, icy winds, the sound of wings flapping and the thud behind her caused the teen to turn around to see her best friend.

    The NightFury purred as (Y/n) rubbed his head and she whispered to her closest friend on her ship, "Were going home, Alter (pronounced All-tear) But, I worry about what Berk will think about me being a dragon rider..... Or how we have many dragons and people from different lands with us." (Y/n) looked into the beautiful glowing icy blue eyed dragon who snuggled into her armor in a form of comfort she has gotten used to.  

    Alter spread out his leathery black wings looking out across the the ocean spotting the island of Berk, (Y/n) could see nervousness grip Alter's heart in a fiery conflict with the trust he had in her to keep him safe. The (H/c) girl let out a weary sigh her mind wondering back to the seven years she and her other friends from Berk left all almost at the age of ten now she was seventeen.
 
  A bored hiss from above caused her to look up at yet another dragon friend, his name DarkLife. DarkLife in dragon form is massive bigger than the RedDeath, but in human form he looks like a very lean viking with jet black hair that stuck up in horn like patterns. His cloak had his wing design on them and the armor he wears as a human looks like his dragon body. DarkLife looked down at them from his perch on the sail, the glow of his orange eyes could strike a foe in fear, but (Y/n) nor anyone on the ship was truly afraid of DarkLife despite his threats and anger problems.
 
 DarkLife jumped down and softly hissed "Over on the broadside, there is an armada of Berserker ships, is there a war going on?" (Y/n) laughed at the face DarkLife made at the mention of savage viking war. "No, it's time for the peace treaty to be signed yet again. I wonder how the chief is holding up, oh I hope he doing well." (Y/n) ended hopefully "But, for now I want all dragons grounded for now. Don't want to cause ..... Unwanted tension between the tribes." She respectfully ended looking at the crew, whom let out happy murmurers of agreement to their leader.

   (Y/n) ushered the other dragons into the bottom of the ship, all happy to get out of the way of icy winds that whipped onto the ships top deck. She kissed the top of of Alter's head before putting him in under the dock. (Y/n)'s bight eyes looked at her dear family and friends on the ship.

  Snotskin looks a lot like Snotlout, having that deep earthy brown hair that is cut short. His eye color is brownish black, matching his darker colored armor quite well. His favorite great sword that gave off a silvery shine as it reflected the sun's brilliant rays. His helmet has two sets of horns on it but other than that is a normal helmet. He is tall and buff but despite what some may think he is very smart and will think thing through. Snotskin is (Y/n)'s most trusted friend/family member since they were just babies.  Loyalty, bravery and truth are the three best words to describe Snotskin. His dragon is a DeadlyNadder that has red spikes and a deep blue skin color and a dusting of yellow at the end of each scale-this dragon is called Blastheart.

   Next to Snotskin is Darein, Darein is unique in his own way. Darein is Astrid's older brother, but his hair is darker blond and not as light as his little sister's hair. His eyes are just as blue as the sea if not bluer. He is (Y/n)'s sworn rival and questions her every more, he's kind of a wise ass, but Snotskin is always their to tease him back into place wiping Darein's smug smirk off for a few moments before it comes crawling back. He always has his deer skin cloak around his shoulders at all times, his belt is a heavy with the family crust etched into it. His armored shorts are tan in color and his scaled shirt is a forest green. Two one-handed axes lay snug in his belt, just waiting to be used again in battle. Arrogance, Pride and craftiness are the three best words for Darein even though he is loyal his arrogance sticks out more than anything. The dragon Darein calls his best friend is a Zippleback, the head that creates a spark is Jet and the gas making head is Stream. Jet Stream as Darein has come to call them, is a dim yellow with green spots and light browns mixed into her yellow scales making her have a unique pattern.

 Scuffnut, Ruffnut's and Tuffnut's older sister, was petting her Smothering Smokebreath muttering something about meeting the twins and how much they can destroy with them. Scuffnut has armor that resembles Ruffnut's only it has breastplates. Scuffnut's long blond hair is pulled into a large braid with a few strands of hair falling out of it. Her green blue eyes shin brightly in the dim light of the lower deck. Her mace rests on the floor as she pets the Smothering Smokebreath named Burp. Burp licked her face and she shook off the spit with an  eww before hugging Burp again. Headstrong, dim and loyal are the best 3 words for Scuffnut. Burp looks like a standard Smothering Smokebreath with blackish gray scales and a steel colored top.

  And finally there is Flayhead, he is looking out over the side of the ship to look at his dragon that is pulling the ship, a marine blue Scauldron. Flayhead is thinner and shorter than his younger brother Fishlegs, and unlike his brother he wears layers of clothing making him look bigger. The Scauldron of Flayhead is called Berg, as in iceberg. Flayhead was the one everyone lovingly picked on, he is smart and comes up with amazing battle plans with (Y/n).

    (Y/n) heard an all to familiar dragon call, causing the teen to whip head head around to see the Skrill that has been following her now for quite sometime now, all because she saved it from being a sacrifice in some distant tribe. Worry filled her heart as she looked up into the sky- her eyes darted to the Berserker armada in fear. Quickly she called for the willful Skrill to come down onto the ship, which, (Y/n) thanked the gods for, the Skrill came down and under the ship's dock with out a fight. (Y/n) knew the Skrill only seemed to like her out of everyone.

   (Y/n) relaxed and sat down on a barrel, she could feel the tug on the boat as Berg pulled them along, and by the time they where making they would have about a half a day before the Berserkers arrived. (Y/n) smiled as she saw a growing crowed of people gather at the docks to greet the young Vikings and welcome them home from their seven year voyage.
 Stoick looked over joyed but he worried on what his oldest would think about how dragons are now friends. Hiccup couldn't wait for her as well, he couldn't help but smile.

  (On the berserker ships)
 
  "Chief Dagur, look over there ahead of us is a ship, but we can't tell whose ship it is." A berserkian told him. Dagur looked at the ship and took out his spy glass to see who was on it, he almost stated laughing. It was the Elite, at least that's what the young Hooligan viking were called back then. Dagur couldn't help but feel satisfaction at the though of seeing his biggest rival and enemy (Y/n) again after all these years. His guess was that she would be uglier after all that's what traveling  can do to you and as a little kid she wasn't pretty at all and kind of awkward but annoyingly bold.
 
  Dagur focused onto the ship's deck and stopped his jaw slightly open but he quickly snaps it shut again, he swallows looking at a powerful Skrill on the deck but also the most .. Dare he say beautiful, young woman he's seen in his life. The woman was also ushering the Skrill down to the lower deck, he watched the girl then walk around, then sat on a barrel and started to smile looking to the shore.

   Dagur could tell that the ship would make it to Berk before his own, putting the scope away he could feel foreign feelings boiling in him. He slightly wondered who that girl was or if he could marry her, for he was now chief and would need a wife soon. Dagur breathed in the salty air one last time before going to his cabin to plan and think about if the people of Berk use dragons and are forming an army of dragons or not and how he would take over. Also, why that ship has a Skrill on it anyway-perhaps a sacrifice? Dagur grunted in confusion as he waited to arrive on Berk's port.

------------ once (Y/n)'s ship has docked on Berk-----(POV change)

  "Father, Brother!" (Y/n) yelled hugging the both of them, both happily hugged her back and Stoick picked up both of his children in a hug. Both his pride and joy was now in Berk once more.

Hiccup grinned and looked at his older sister who was just a little bit taller than him and said happily "Their is sooo much you and-" he looks at the rest of the Elite hugging and talking to their old friends and family "the rest of the Elite, need to know (y/n). But most of all I'm glade your home."

  (Y/n) smiled back at him and her father, "I also have something the town need to know as well, but I would like to hear what you have to tell us now."  Worry begins to create a vortex of fear in her (e/c) eyes. Hiccup looks at all of the Elite with a quick glance and softly speaks "Well ... Uh d-dragons-" Stoick cuts off Hiccup who is fearful of his older sibling's reaction, who has always stood up for him, believed in him, and would comfort him no matter how badly he would have screwed up. (Y/n) would defined his name and always said he does have a use, his just hasn't found the knack yet. "(Y/n), we no longer fight against dragons. Now before you jump to conclusions, no we didn't win the dragon war. Dragons are now like family- each and everyone of us on Berk has come to love are new friends the dragons. Now, (Y/n) I know you've -"
 
 It was (Y/n)'s turn to cut him off "That's great! Oh the gods MUST love me or something, that what I wanted to tell you guys. The Elite no longer kills dragons but we befriend them and live together, work and fly together!" (Y/n) could feel her heart racing with joy and she looked at Hiccup and said with the kindest of smiles "So, I'm guessing you've finally found your knack, eh Hiccup?" Hiccup nodded his heart swelling hearing her approval, it was just like getting his dad's approval, well worth the wait and oh sooo for filling.

 Stoick smiled looking at his little girl and how much she's grown, and she has grown from an awkward but strong ten year old into a strong, beautiful, smart young woman who seems to have an aura of leadership swimming around her and the fact that she now also has a dragon adds to that leadership and power. "My, how you've grown to look like your mother." Stoick murmured sweetly to his daughter and she smiled sweetly to him, lost for words on what to say and she went with hugging her dad once more inhaling his comforting sent.
 
  Hiccup looked at the ship and a wave of realization hit him "Where is your guy's dragons?! We have to get them somewhere safe untill the Berserkers have left." Hiccup looked at everyone with worry. (Y/n) nodded and jogged onto her ship and let out the dragons, introducing them to Hiccup and the other riders. "This is Blastheart, Snotskin's dragon, Burp, Scuffnut's dragon, Darein's dragons Jet and Stream-" she introduced each " and under the ship is Berg- Flayhead's dragon and this is Alter, my dragon. We also have a Chinese Lungs the males name is Vortex and a female's, Galix. We also have Russian SpirtFurs dragon eggs on board as well, they will be hatching this coming winter. Juvenile western dragons are also with us and have yet to be named. Oh! And a Skrill that only really only seems to like me." She ended looking at the full grown Skrill.

   Hiccup nodded and looked at the dragons in amazement seeing the new dragons that will now call Berk home. Hiccup and his Riders, along with (Y/n) and her Elite, lead the dragons to a safe area to keep them for now. Hiccup looked at (Y/n)'s NightFury, seeing it's inner wing, the 1st strip was fake and it was on both sides. His mind buzzed, like Toothless, Alter was also a cripple in the dragon world.

  (Y/n) and her friends causally talked with the younger Vikings, happy to be breathing in the air of home. After being told their roles (Y/n) would be with her dad and if Dagur did come, which he always did, it was he job to mKe sure he doesn't break anything. Hiccup seamed nervousness about making sure the dragons wear going to be under his watch but (Y/n) said that she trusted him and he is a smart young man who can figure anything out. The seemed to do the trick and firing up his spirt, as he went on his way to do his job.

   (Y/n) walked down to the docks standing next to her dad and Gabber, it seems the trend on having you closest human friend at your side seemed to run in the blood as Snotskin stood by his older cousin. Watching the ship role in, (Y/n) looked at Snotskin with a small smile, he has always been like an older brother for her, even though he his a few days younger.

 The Berserker ship came to a halt as a board was put out. (Y/n) tuned out what the one Berserker was saying untill gasps where heard, making her pay attention. "My father..... Retired, lost his hunger for blood but I on the other hand am starving." She blinked .... Dagur the deranged? He is chief? She looked at Dagur and man, he's changed, well kind of,  He's gotten taller, buffer, more viking like in general, cute and hot in a weird way. His hair is also pulled back into a tightly woven braid, that seemed to fit him she must admit, and his helmet made him more fearsome. The aura around him seemed to make her relax in a comforting way, the aura was dangerous and full of mischief along with prowess but also something else she couldn't pinpoint.  (Y/n) felt like slapping her self for a double take, how could she find Dagur hot or cute?!?!

     Dagur snapped in her face slightly pulling her out of her slight trance. "Are you coming along or not?" He asked muttering. She blinked before loudly answering back, "Well it's nice to see you again to Dagy." It was his turn to blink, only one person has ever had the guts to call him 'Dagy' and that was (Y/n). He turned as she walked to the group, fighting off a growing blush before walking over. How could he have thought of (Y/n) as cute, or that he could marry her.  Dagur walked next to (Y/n) looking around, anywhere but (Y/n)'s body.
 
   -/-/- whooooo chapter is done next one will be coming soon! Hope you guys like it and stuff~ I soo happy with this story and I hope you guys like it to-/-/-/-/-