I'm Dart this is Dragons island. We have dragons, dragons, and oh ya more dragons. Spiketails, Rockeaters, Lavafangs you name the lizard we got them. All except leatherbacks, that would be me. When I was a hatchling my parents left and just didn't come back. I was raised by Lavalout. He is bossy but only because he wants everyone to stay safe. A couple time a month we all go to Berk to take the fish those filthy humans took from our feeding grounds. The queen always needs food and if she doesn't get it she'll eat us instead. I don't get why we can't leave, Lavalout says that this is our home but I don't really like it here. I'm never even allowed to fight I'm the "distraction".
"Alright here we go, here we go." I'm finally going to help. The young leatherback was so exited to go out on his first mission in months. Ever since his little...um screw up he had to stay home so he wouldn't put anyone in danger again. Lavalout was especially worried. " Remember Dart don't attack unless something goes wrong and don't go in for the wools this time please." Dart was ashamed and backed into the herd. He hated being singled out. "There's Berk!" shouted one of the doublespines. All of the dragons dived while Dart circled above the island. Several minutes passed. He suddenly spotted Lavalout being hit by the biggest human. The Viking stood 6'9 and was big enough to pose a real threat to his adoptive parent, he dived. As he dove he readied to shoot. He blasted the large tower and flew through the mass of burning wood and blew the entire mill up. He repeated this until Lavalout and the others had gathered enough food. Once he was satisfied he headed back toward to group. Suddenly out of no where a set of bolas can at him. The rope closed around his wings, he was going down he crashed into a tree when he felt a sharp pain run up his tail then he blacked out.
"DART!" shouted the furious friend who had seen the whole thing. He saw a young boy, very small, he was glad he shot down his friend. This wasn't going to go down with out a fight. He crawled up the side of the cliff and smashed the boys weapon. The teen ran for his life." I'll kill you! You miserable scum!" the dragon chased him into the middle of town. Where the large man from earlier attacked. He had run out of fire. The fierce Viking slammed is fist into the reptiles face. Finally he gave. As he flew off another set of bolas came at him. He was knocked into the dirt where he was surrounded and dragons off to the kill ring. "At least the others got the food." he muttered not at all hopefully.
