WARNING: RACE TO THE EDGE SPOILERS!
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HEY GUYS! :D So I asked if you wanted season 1B now or later, and the majority said now, so guess what? I'm doing it now! :D
I'm thinking about trying to write something, and I'll tell you what it is...probably in an A/N sometime, I don't know when exactly, but I'm going to see if you guys are at all interested, and I'll go from there. Let me know if you're interested AT ALL in hearing what I have to say, and I'll see you all next chapter! :D Enjoy chapter 1! Byyyyeeee!
"Hiccup...you told us there were fire breathing dragons here just so we would follow you, didn't you? We know this kind of stuff, Hiccup. We can think. I think that you are a moron."
Hiccup cut through tall, dead weeds with a knife the length of his forearm, weaving a way through them for the others to follow. Snotlout wouldn't stop talking, complaining over and over and over again on how hot it was and how he "should never have gotten out of bed that morning."
In Hiccup's opinion, Snotlout was being obnoxious, and he was sure that he spoke for the others as well, but he couldn't really deny the fact that Snotlout was partially right. He wasn't fond of the hot weather, either, especially since he grew up on Berk, which was known for its snowstorms and rain nearly all year long.
"How much longer do you think we'll need to cut through these things before we come to a clearing, Hiccup?" Astrid asked - she was walking directly behind him, widening the path he was making with her axe. The dead stalks of weeds were taller than they were, so there was no looking over it to see what was coming next.
"Who knows," Hiccup said, slicing through another thick patch of dead plants. "It could be another hour."
"Yes," Snotlout said from behind Astrid, waving his arms and slapping a weed angrily. "I don't think you're a moron anymore, Hiccup. Now I know."
"Well, you know what they say," said FIshlegs: "There's nothing like the great outdoors."
"Except when it's nearly two hundred degrees outside!" Snotlout shouted. He smacked a weed that was in his way, and it flew back and hit his face, leaving a red mark across his cheek.
"Wow!" Tuffnut exclaimed from behind them. "That looked painful! Here! Do it to me! I want a red line on my face, too!"
"It's not two hundred degrees," Hiccup said matter-of-factly, not even turning around to look at his cousin, his focus on chopping down the plants to continue making the path. "It's probably around one hundred."
"It sure feels like two hundred," Snotlout complained, rubbing his cheek. "I think we should go South."
"I said we were going North," Hiccup said back. "And we're going to go North until we hit a clearing. The Dragon Eye didn't have the map that led us here for no reason. There must be something important here - maybe a new lens, or a new dragon species. Who knows."
"I say we go South," Snotlout insisted.
"And what if Hiccup said to go South?" Astrid asked.
Snotlout fell silent for a few minutes. He put up his hand. "I know what you're…" he began, and then froze. "Don't try to confuse me!" he snapped.
"I still think we should have brought the dragons," said Ruffnut. "It would have gone so much faster."
"Actually, Ruffnut," said Fishlegs in his trademark "let's-be-logical" tone of voice, "if we brought the dragons, chances are, they would have set fire to this entire field. You can see how dry these weeds are."
"I know!" Ruffnut said excitedly. "And that's the point! Lighting them on fire would be faster than chopping them down!"
"It would have been easier than leaving the dragons back at the edge and building those stupid rafts to get here," said Snotlout, "not to mention, a lot faster…"
Leaving the dragons and building three small rafts to get here was Astrid's idea. They first took the dragons for a quick look around, and then after learning how dry the land was, they went back, built three rafts - two dragon riders on each - and headed back to further investigate.
"Oh look!" Hiccup said from in front of them, slicing away one last bit of weeds. There was a small clearing; just what they had been looking for for nearly three hours. "A clearing! Thank goodness…" he added under his breath.
He stepped into the clearing, and the others did the same behind him. First Astrid, then Snotlout, then Fishlegs, and then the twins, each of them covered in stickers with small weeds lodged into their hair.
"Whoohoo!" Snotlout shouted, throwing himself onto the ground. "Fresh air! I feel like I haven't breathed in forever!"
"Another exaggeration," Hiccup said offhandedly.
"Hey!" Snotlout snapped. "I don't tell you how to live your life!"
"Yeah, sure," said Fishlegs. And then, he broke into his best Snotlout impersonation: "'We should have gone South. Go South, Hiccup. Bring the dragons, Hiccup. Stop being a moron, Hiccup.'"
"Shut up, Fishlegs," Snotlout growled.
Hiccup rolled his eyes.
"Alright, so this is where the Dragon Eye map led us," Fishlegs said. "What are we looking for, Hiccup?"
"Well, we found a lens underground once," Hiccup said. "Are there any tunnels? Caves? Rock crannies someone could hide something in? If not, look for any signs of dragons."
"Got it," they said in unison, and then turned and began searching. Ruffnut and Tuffnut looked underneath rocks (the same two rocks, over and over, actually) while Snotlout and Fishlegs took to looking for any sign of dragons. Astrid and Hiccup, meanwhile, split up to search for a new lens for the Dragon Eye.
"Hey, Hiccup!" Astrid called from where she was standing, pulling twigs out of her braid and gazing up at the sky. "I didn't find any cave or anything, but I think I found something you might want to take a look at!"
Hiccup turned and raced towards her, the others hot on his heels (that is to say, heel). "What is it?" he asked as soon as he had caught up with her. "What did you find?"
Astrid simply pointed. "Look," she said.
Hiccup looked upwards. He had to squint, because the sun was right there, but he saw what she meant. At the top of the tree Astrid was staring at and pointing to, hanging with vines and leaves, was a ship.
A large ship, bigger than the Berkian ships they had moored at the docks on Berk. Bigger than Berserker ships, which Hiccup and the rest of the gang came across very often.
"Wow," Hiccup breathed. He looked at their surroundings; weeds, trees, dirt, sand...no ocean for a good twenty miles. He looked back up in the tree at the ship, just to make sure he was seeing right. "Wow," he repeated. "Whoever owned that ship really got off course."
"Yeah," Astrid agreed. "What do you think our next move should be, Hiccup?"
"Well, we'll do what we always do," Hiccup said.
Fishlegs took a nervous step backwards. "Run and flee in terror for our lives?" he asked shakily, yet hopefully.
"No," Hiccup sighed. "We're going to check it out."
Snotlout groaned. "I never should have gotten out of bed today," he muttered angrily.
"Okay," Hiccup said, clapping his hands together and turning back around to face the others. "Our first faze of action is figuring out whether or not the structure is stable. Now-"
Snotlout picked up a rock off the ground and hurled it at the ship. It hit the side of the wood and then fell back to the ground once again. "Sturdy," Snotlout said, crossing his arms. "Can we go now?"
Hiccup sighed. "No, Snotlout," he said. "We still need to figure out whether or not it's safe. I don't think in a tree is the best place for-"
Before he could even finish his thought, Ruffnut and Tuffnut drew their swords (not even Hiccup knew where they got them from) and hurled them at the vines holding the ship in the tree. They snapped almost instantly, and the ship creaked and fell to the ground, hitting it with a CRASH that rattled the ground.
Once all was still again, Hiccup glared at the twins.
"What?" Tuffnut asked. "It's not in the tree anymore."
Hiccup couldn't argue with that much. He put his head in his hands. "I know that, Tuffnut," he said. "Nevermind, let's go." They approached the ship and stared at it with interest for a few moments before climbing onto the deck.
There wasn't much to write home about; just a bunch of dirty swords caked in fine layers upon layers of dust and dirt. Cobwebs littered most of the weapons and many corners of the ship, which only added to the eeriness of the situation.
"Um...the more I look at it," Fishlegs said, "the more I think that maybe someone should keep watch...you know, outside the ship...on the ground...where it's a little bit...um...safer..."
"Fishlegs," Hiccup said, "if you don't want to come with us, no one's going to make you."
"Yeah, we won't," Snotlout said. "We'll just humiliate you for the rest of your life and remember you as the one who was too scared to go on the old and abandoned ship we found in a tree."
Fishlegs whimpered.
"Snotlout, not helping," Hiccup said.
"What?" Snotlout asked innocently. "I call it like I see it!"
"I don't see anything up here that has any significance, Hiccup," Astrid called. "We should check below decks! Maybe that's where the Dragon Eye was leading us. I don't know. Maybe we have the wrong approach altogether."
"Let's check below decks before we make anymore assumptions," Hiccup offered. "Stay together, and nobody touch anything. Especially you two." He pointed at the twins, who only smiled innocently in response (which probably made them look more evil than they intended it to).
Hiccup was the first to go down, followed closely by Astrid, Snotlout, the twins, and eventually, Fishlegs as well.
It was dark save for the light streaming through cracks in the wood. The entire place was a mess, and probably an accident waiting to happen, with all the tripping hazards and swords scattered across the ground in no orderly fashion.
"Okay, what are we looking for, specifically?" Fishlegs asked. "The sooner we find it, the sooner we can leave."
"We're looking for a lens," Hiccup said. "You guys know what they look like, don't you?"
"Um, are we going to be tested on this?" Tuffnut asked. "Because I am completely clueless."
He was ignored by the other riders, who then proceeded to search high and low for any sign of a Dragon Eye lens. It didn't look like there were any wild dragons; not that they could see yet, anyways.
So, a lens it was. They honestly didn't know what else to look for.
"I think I found something!" Tuffnut called to them.
"Really?" Hiccup made his way over to the male twin, looking at him excitedly. "What did you find? A lens?"
"No!" Tuffnut said. "This!" He held up an emerald necklace and put it over his head. "See? It's like it was meant to be."
Hiccup sighed, his shoulders slumping as he turned back around. "Tell me if you find anything important," he muttered over his shoulder.
"Oh, alright," Tuffnut said.
"I found a lens!" Astrid shouted from the corner of the ship. The others instantly raced over to her as she held her discovery underneath a stream of light and examined it carefully. "Yep, it's definitely for the Dragon Eye."
She handed it to Hiccup, and he looked at it intently. "It is," he said. "Good find, Astrid."
"Does that mean we're done here?" Snotlout asked hopefully. "We're done here, right?"
"Yes, I do believe we're done here," Hiccup agreed.
"Oh, thank Thor!" Fishlegs said. "I'll race you guys to the deck!" He was gone before they even had a chance of following him. They pursued him after another instant, and then began their long trip back to their rafts.
But before they got far, they heard ominous roars issue from the sky above, and Hiccup, Ruffnut, Tuffnut, Snotlout, Astrid, and Fishlegs instantly looked up towards the sky to see where the roars were coming from.
Dark shapes circled the sky above them, like gigantic ravens who had found a dead carcass.
But they weren't birds.
They were…
"Dragons!" Fishlegs shrieked.
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