IMPORTANT THAT YOU READ THIS PART FIRST OR YOU'RE GONNA HATE THE STORY!
This AU story is based on a dream I had. I had the dream the night after I saw "How to train your dragon" for the first time. I wrote it as a regular story with made up characters first and handed it in to my Swedish teacher as an essay. Now after being in love the the show Kickin' it for a while, I decided to translate the story to English and switch the characters to the Kickin' it characters.
The world is modern fantasy. Dragons exist but so do buses, phones, cars and vending machines.
Kim: Is the main character. She lives alone with her mom in a house. When she was little, her grandma gave her a brown leather bracelet with a dragon eye in the middle (I thought about the dragon's eye necklace Kim had in Kung Fu cop) and said that she has a special power when ever she wears it.
Jack: He is the Dragon boy who is half dragon and half human. He has the body of a human, but has the wings, the eyes and the instincts of a dragon. And he has a line of spikes on his left side. He can make his wings appear and disappear when ever he wants. If he gets hurt, the wounds or injuries heals up in a couple of minutes.
Jerry, Eddie and Milton: Are background characters who only appears once in the story.
OC Helen: Is a teacher Kim has on her first day. She is kind of strict and gets terrified when Kim shows off her bracelet in front her.
Sensei Ty: Is another teacher Kim has who shows the Dragon boy to her and her class for the first time.
OC Oscar: Is Kim's father. He is a scientist who works at one of the city's labs. Kim has never met her father before until she starts in her new school. Jack on the other hand, have known him his entire life.
Ch.1
There is an old legend about the holy dragon trainer. With the power from a small leather bracelet she could control dragons. She always created peace between these winged creatures.
But she died by a mysterious illness that had no cure. She wanted her gift to be inherited so she gave her bracelet to her grand daughter. These were the last words to her;
'Dear grand-child. Somewhere in our bloodline there will be a young girl who shall inherit my gift as the dragon trainer. Your mission is to find this dragon trainer and if you haven't made it in time to your deathbed, ask your child or grand-child to continue your journey. I promise, you will recognize who it is. I love you with all my heart.'
My name is Kim. I live in a world where dragons are our biggest pest. Everyone in my neighborhood is trying to do anything to kill a dragon. Some scientist have spared a dragon or two for research and tried to experiment with it's DNA and human DNA. There have been many failures but there was one experiment who survived and there are rumors that it has powers which could destroy the human raise. That experiment is now a training object in the school I'm applying to. There, you train into a real dragon slayer.
"Kim!" my mom shouted from the kitchen. "Hurry up a little! You don't want to be late on your first day of school!"
"I'm on my way!" I shouted back.
My bag was packed with everything I needed for a school start. Just when I was on my way to the door, I saw a bracelet laying on my desk. It was that really old leather bracelet my grandma gave to me before she died. I remember clearly the last words she said when she gave it to me.
Dear grand-child. You have a special gift that will change the world. This bracelet will help you. Wear it as often you can.
I put on the old dark brown leather bracelet with the dark green dragon eye in the middle. It seems to be really old but it meant so much to me. It could lead me to a good school start.
I went down to the kitchen where mom had served breakfast. She noticed I was wearing the bracelet.
"I see you have the bracelet on," she said.
"I'm wearing it so I could get a good start in school," I said.
"It will go well, I promise."
"I know."
"But hurry up. Your bus will leave soon."
I ate quickly a sand-witch and went to the bus stop where the bus stood and waited.
"Good morning!" the bus driver said with a big smile.
"Good morning," I replied.
I sat in a seat alone in the back of the bus and just looked out of the window. I was thinking about how the first day of school would be. How will the classmates be like? Will I know anyone? But the last thing I though about was the dragon slayer training it self. Why do we kill all the dragons? What is the reason we have to get rid of them?
Then we arrived. All the new people were all together in a corner of the school yard.
"Hi and welcome to the DS-school," a happy and excited guide said. "Under the six years you are here, you shall be trained into a full ended dragon slayer. I will be your guide and I will show you around the school up until you first lesson that starts 9 o'clock."
In the tour, the guide showed us all the training rooms, where you have theory and last, the cafeteria.
"Now you know where most of the things are and if you get lost, ask me or another teacher in the school."
The guide walked away. We've gotten a schedule and a lunch coupon for the vending machine where we pick our food. I looked at the schedule and saw that I was going to be in classroom K120. So I just had to look for the K-corridor and then 120. The bell rang and our teacher, who looked like a woman around the forties, came.
The hall we were in looked like any ordinary gymnasium. But it was one of the training halls.
"Good day students!" she said with a pretty strict voice. "My name is Helen Anderson. Today you will be fighting against your first dragon!"
Everybody got shocked and started to hussle and mumble words like "Shouldn't we train first?" or "Has she gone totally nuts?"
"You will get your equipment and then you are going to face your first dragon. Everyone will try to defeat it and bonus for the one who knows what kind it is. As a start, you will take off everything that can be in the way. For example, big earrings, necklaces, watches, chains and especially bracelets."
I looked down at my bracelet and got a little disappointed at the teachers rules. I took it of and putted it my pocket so no one could touch it.
"Hey you! Blondie girl!" the teacher said and walked towards me. "Your bracelet, if I may."
Her gaze were intimidating. I picked up the bracelet and to my surprise, she got scared of it. She backed away when I had it in front of her face.
"Never mind," she said and walked away to collect others valuables.
Once again, I put my bracelet in my pocket.
The teacher, later, gave us the equipment. Sword, knife, shield and lots of other stuff.
"Okay," Helen said after giving us the equipment. "The dragon I will release now is pretty easy to take down. We have it for all the beginners. Meet your first dragon."
Helen pulled a lever and the floor opened up. Up from the floor climbed a gigantic, red dragon with a pointy nose. The dragons first attack was a fireball towards one of the walls. I had to hide behind a wall to not get hit. One and another brave student was on it and was fighting like your life depended on it, which it actually did.
A swing with one front claw and my wall broke. A dragon for beginners, yeah right.
I had to throw my sword, I held, and I hit it, almost. It got a five inch long scratch. But it wasn't so deep. I pulled out my knife and tried to defend myself. Other students laughed at me as if I was some kind of a joke. The dragon shot another fireball against me and it hit my leg. But I couldn't feel any pain from the flames. I got up on my legs and the flames stopped. I ran towards the dragon and put the knife on the wing root. But the dragon just threw me of and I flew away and landed with a hard bump on the floor and the dragon went back to his hole under ground.
"Nice work, idiot!" someone said behind me. I believe his name was Milton. "How are we supposed to fight down the dragon now?"
Everyone yelled and complained on me but I didn't had the energy to listen because I was in too much pain to hear them.
"The dragon has retreated because it got tired," Helen said. "But that was the first time it has ever happened. What in the world did you do?"
"I don't know!" I said against everyone. "I tried to attack it but for some weird reason, it got scared."
"Well, lesson's over. Dismissed."
"What about me? I'm injured for crying out loud!"
"Trust me. You're not."
"And what is that supposed to mean?"
"You got shot on the leg. Make sure nothing is destroyed."
My bracelet! I panicked and searched my pocket after it. It was fine. No burn marks on it. I put it on me. It felt finally better. I got up and felt that I was okay. Nothing was injured after all.
Next period we were apparently having theory because it wasn't a training hall we were in.
"Hello!" the teacher said that were going to have us.
This was a man in his fifties.
"My name is Ty and I am going to show you a dragon who is a one of a kind. It was an experiment who was the only one that survived."
Again, everyone in the class started to mumble. One student raised his hand. His name was Eddie. Ty gave him a sign.
"Is it the experiment that has both human and dragon DNA?"
"You guessed it!"
Ty opened a door and out came a boy with dark brown, half long hair. He had a pair of dark, strong wings. He didn't wear anything except for a pair of black jeans. His eyes were light brown but I could barely see them because they were covered by his hair. He had some weird spikes on his left side.
"Come further!" Ty ordered and pulled a chain the boy had handcuffed around his hands. He stumbled forward and fell. All the students got frightened. He was not just handcuffed. But also on the neck and the feet.
"Students," Ty said. "This is the famous man dragon. It has the body of a human. But thinks like a dragon. So don't judge a book by it's cover."
Ty took of his neck ring and the shackles.
"Try to slice of a body part from it. But be careful with his saw side."
"What is a saw side?" one student asked.
They boy pulled his spikes against one of the tables that got a big scratch.
"A side I can saw with," the boy said.
His voice was soft. Ty hit him with the point stick. Apparently because he talked. Ty took of the handcuffs for last on the boy.
"Your turn," he said to us.
One brave guy attacked him but the boy just pushed him away with his wing. The guy landed hard on a table. Then the rest of the class started to attack him. It got too much for the boy and he fell down on the floor while everyone stabbed him with their knifes, except for me. I just got scared over what I saw. The blood everywhere. It was fifteen against one. When some of them got tired of stabbing, the boy managed to get out of the grip. He jumped on a table with his wings spread wide.
He looked at me and climbed over the tables. I pulled out my knife and held it in front of me.
"Are you scared?" he asked me.
Another hit on the boys back from Ty. He fell to the ground. The rest of the class tried to attack but the boy just pushed them away with the wings.
He looked at me. His hand was on one of the chairs. As fast as I could, I pressed my knife into his wrist. The blood ran more the deeper I got. But I couldn't continue.
"What is it Blondie?" he said. "Just do it."
I tried with all my power but it was like my conscience was against it. I couldn't hold the grip and pulled out the knife from his wrist.
The boy laughed at me. It felt so degrading. I fingered on my bracelet. I'm not going to let my first day of school become the worst day of my life. I made a final stab on his side. Not the one with the spikes. His laugh stopped. He looked at the knife I had placed in him. Then I pulled it out. The boy was still on his feet, despite his stab wounds all over him. Then the teacher put on the neck ring on him. The boy tried to struggle against it but he stopped after he got his shackles on. Ty put on the hand cuffs for last and ordered the boy to go back to the door he came from.
The school bell rang and it was time for lunch.
All the students have gotten their own lunch coupon you were supposed to use in a vending machine. Everyone stood in line to one of the many vending machines that were around the cafeteria.
It as my turn and I chose a ham and cheese sand-witch. Then I walked to the fridge and took out a bottle of water.
Now you just have to find a place to sit. Then suddenly I saw someone familiar. In the line to another vending machine stood a boy with dark brown hair and light brown eyes of a dragon. It's the dragon boy from the class! He was without knife wounds and without wings! I had to run towards him! I arrived just when he pulled out a meat sand-witch.
"What the heck are you doing here?" I said to him.
He turned around and got chocked. He grabbed a hold of my arm and pulled me out of the cafeteria.
"How in the world did you know it was me?" the boy said when we came out. "I'm supposed to blend in with the others!"
"How? It didn't work for me."
"How did you figure it out then?"
"I don't know. I just could see it was you."
"You can't just see if it's me!"
He got mad and was about to hit me. I pulled up my arms for protection and to my surprise, he stopped. He had his eyes on my bracelet. I moved my arm I had it on and his sight followed it.
"Where did you get that?" he asked.
"What? The bracelet?"
"Yes. Where did you get it?"
"I got it from my grandmother before she died. It has been in my family for generations and apparently shall someone with a special gift change the world with it."
"What if it's you?"
"What?"
"That bracelet is made out of a special leather that is extremely rare. It has a special power that dragons are reluctant to."
"My bracelet?"
The boy took my arm my bracelet was on. He smelled it and enjoyed what he felt.
"I'm sorry I laughed at you in class," he said.
"Why?"
"Now I understand why you were so weak."
"I don't."
"Come with me."
He grabbed my arm once again and took me to the library. He picked out a book about old legends. He looked up the chapter about dragons.
"Read this part."
He pointed at a column.
The legend about the holy dragon trainer. With the power from a small leather bracelet she could control dragons. She always created peace between these winged creatures.
When she turned one hundred she got a mysterious illness that had no cure. She knew she was going to leave the world but she wanted her gift to be inherited. On her death bed she gave her bracelet to her grand daughter. These were the last words to her;
Dear grand-child. Somewhere in our bloodline there will be a young girl who shall inherit my gift as the holy dragon trainer. Your mission is to find this dragon trainer and if you haven't made it in time to your deathbed, ask your child or grand-child to continue your journey. I promise, you will recognize who it is. I love you with all my heart.
After her death, the peace she had created, got destroyed by a dark creature. This creature wanted to enslave every dragon in the land. She managed to persuade the land that dragons were dangerous and only wanted their children. The people believed her and every body's vision of dragons changed completely. From holy symbolic animals to murderers. But still yet it is hoped that the holy dragon trainer will break this dark circle and bring back the light.
"What is that supposed to mean?" I asked when I had finished.
"I don't know if it's true," the boy said. "But I think that bracelet, is the holy dragon trainers bracelet."
"Please! It's an ancient legend. It's probably not even true."
"Okay. Believe as you wish. But I believe that the dragon trainer is out there somewhere."
Lunch was over and next period were real theory. We read and had briefings about different kinds of dragons. At the end, the teacher took us to a special room where they had a Night Fury caged.
"I'm going to make this clear," the teacher said with a serious voice. "Stay way from this dragon. Only last graders are allowed to take on this."
"I'm not afraid," a tough guy named Jerry said."
He walked with quick steps. The Night Fury didn't seem to like his tough act and shot a fireball against him. He was able to duck from it and even the rest of the class. The teacher tried to get it under control but that only made it even more irritated. The teacher got hit in the stomach by the Night Fury's front claw so he wasn't able to breathe. I ran up to him and and made sure he was okay. But he wasn't. The dragon was just as irritated by me. I remembered then what the dragon boy said to me. I glanced quickly at my bracelet and then held it up.
"CALM DOWN!" I screamed to the night fury. "No one wants to hurt you!"
The nigh fury calmed down and had its eyes on the bracelet.
"Lie down and rest. This has been too much for you."
It did what I said. Then I closed the walls. When I turned around I saw everyone look like bird houses.
The bell rang and everyone walked out..
In the hall I met the dragon boy. I pulled him to a corner.
"You were right!" I said. "The bracelet cause the dragons to listen to me!"
"What did I say," he said. "It could be useful to other classes."
"Just so I need to know. What's you're name?"
"Jack. You?"
"Kim."