How to bag a dragon trainer.
Well here goes…
I am currently making (what will hope to be) a nice long story. Had this idea for ages and have the first few chapters done already. For the first time ever. I am aiming to completely finish this one unlike my merlin one (I may finish it but who knows these days)
This story will include some nice hiccup whuping, he will be beaten and it will contain some gore so if you don't like that then leave. Go now … seriously its gunna get messy… alright then read on my fellow dragon trainers.
To make sure that I do keep this going I'm going to write a chapter then post the one before. Does that make sense? Meh basically once I write 3 I will post 2, when I write 4 I will post 3 and so on. You get it? No, yes ah well…
Summary: toothless has been captured by Alvin and used as bait for hiccup. Being the dragon conqueror Alvin uses any and all methods to get him to train his dragons for war. There is only a certain amount a person can take.
Losing a dragon is a skill.
"Toothless"
"Toothless come here bud" a boys voice broke the silence, the voice showing all signs that it was becoming hoarse. He had been searching all night for his best friends. He'd look pretty much everywhere, all the caves, the forest he had even grabbed one of the small fishing boats from the docks and had set out to the sea. He had stayed on the boat most of the day. You see his best friend LOVED fish, all kinds: cooked, raw, smoked haddock, cod and mackerel he would eat anything, well anything except eel! You see this boys best friend was a very unlikely character. He had extremely dark skin. And he had some real bumps on it, not your sort of average teenage spotty bumps oh no these bumps glistened in the sun, moon, in water. Oh and his eyes he had the most amazing eyes you could ever see: emerald green with black slits that changed depending on his mood. With the most impressive speed ever, but what do you expect when your best friend is the unholy offspring of lightning and death itself. Yet at the moment there was no evidence that such a beast lived on the small island of Berk. No evidence except the distressed calls of a single teenage boy. Hiccup.
"Come home bud…" the words slipped silently of the boys frozen. A muffled cry-or was it a choke- followed. Hiccup wasn't your average teenage Viking boy. He wasn't fierce or strong yet he had done so much for the two worlds of sky and land. He was the one that gave a dragon a chance, he was the one that made peace with the dragons…well all but one: all but the Red Death but we all know that had been a year since the fight between toothless, hiccup and The Red Death and life on Berk was pretty good. Until two night ago that was.
Two nights ago:
Nothing had seemed overly odd that day (but what's normal when you live in a village of Vikings and dragons) hiccup had a race with all the other teens in the morning which he won obviously (of course what beats a Nightfury) after that Hiccup had gone to the forge to help Gobber with a newly trained dragon: Hiccup had been up to his neck in new dragons that needed to be trained. Once the dragons had heard about life on Berk for the dragons now more were always arriving. This one in particular was a Gronkle, normally the easiest to train (just feed them a few rocks and a bit of dragon nip. Oh and Gronkles needed lots of hugs and attention) but this one in particular was a little bit more difficult, and it certainly didn't like having its mouth suspended open by a piece of rope in Gobbers dragon health house. (Astrid chose the name)
On approaching the health house hiccup could see the Gronkle struggling. It was fighting against the rope in its mouth, against gobber who was trying to calm it down and it was just generally being – well – spirited.
"Whoa, steady. C'mon now settle down" Hiccup place a reassuring hand on the Gronkles nose instantly settling the beast.
"Thanks 'iccup" gobber then went back to the now not so unhappy Gronkle and started fixing any small problems that it had ( mainly the teeth) As hiccup turn away and headed to the dragon training arena. As he limped away (he still wasn't overly used to his new leg) he could hear gobber singing a very well know tune
"I've got my hammer, an' I got ma' axe, an' I love ma wife with an ugly face' I'm I vikin' through' and through'" the next few verses of the song were lost, muffled by the growing distance between grew.
Then it was off to training. No not dragon killing training but fight training. Although the people of Berk no longer killed dragons Stoick thought it would be a good idea to have the kids train to fight. Especially now that Alvin the Treacherous knew about the dragons and about Hiccup being the "Dragon Conqueror" As usual Hiccup had turned up late and the class was already in session. Each teenager was practicing moves-well attempting to really. Astrid of course was performing everything perfectly. Snotlout was trying to impress Astrid by coming up with his own moves which usually resulted in him ending up tasting the dirt, whether it was from falling over as his created moves failed him or from Astrid knocking him down. Fishlegs was reciting every single possible counter attack to the moves he was trying to perfect. The twins: Tuffnut and Ruffnut were doing what they do best. Arguing. This time arguing over a sword. These arguments were really getting old now.
"Ah son, how nice of you to join us" Stoick walked over to his son and thrust a sword into his hand pushing him further into the ring at the same time. Right class now that someone has decided to join us we can get started with the lesson I had planned for you. Today you get to the big boy stuff: and lady-you will actually be fighting another opponent as if you were in a real battle." Stoick then moved on to pairing the teens up with each other. Astrid vs Ruffnut, Fishlegs vs. Tuffnut and hiccup vs. Snotlout (figures)
"On your marks, get set…" CLASH! Before Stoick could even say go the teens were fighting. Thankfully the swords were blunt as otherwise hiccup would have been dead within the first 10 seconds; still they did give a nasty bruise: especially when your opponent is Snotlout.
"That'll do for today. Hiccup I need to talk to you."
"Um…sure dad but can I go get toothless we were going to go for a ride"
"No son, the dragon can wait."
"Okay. What did you want to talk about- because if it's about that grumpy Gronkle then me and gobber have already sorted him out."
"It's not about any dragon son. It's about you."
"Me? What about me?"
"Well…it's just that…urm-you're….ah…um… oh Thor almighty. Hiccup your useless at fighting. You can't swing and axe, you throw a hammer you can't even wield the smallest sword."
Strangely enough hiccup new this talk all too well, he had received it many times when the dragons were raiding berk. But he never expected it to come from his own father, after all he had been through his own father had told him he was still a useless Viking.
"I…I…I'm not saying that you are useless son, cuz you're not. It's just that without toothless your pretty much a sitting duck and you know now that Alvin knows who you are and what you can do he won't stop until he gets you, so what will you do then. What if toothless isn't around when you needed him most."
"Toothless will ALWAYS be there for me just like I will for him" hiccups outburst stunned Stoick. He was left standing in the middle of the academy, alone watching as his only son ran away from him. Although Stoick was proud of what his son had done he did sometimes wish that he was a normal Viking, that he could fight and that one day he really would turn out to me an amazing chief
Hiccup ran and found toothless. Jumping on the great black dragon they flew away from the noise and bustle of the centre village of berk and into the cove. Ravens point, this was there place. Being leader of the berk training academy was great and all but it stressed hiccup out. A lot. He normally came here to get away from it all and to calm down. Leaping off the dragon and then started having a rant to toothless whilst he was un-tacking him. "I can't believe him, after all I did, after all WE did he still think of me as a…well as a hiccup! A screw up. Just because I can't fight like the other teens. Toothless cooed and placed his head under hiccups hand. "Thanks bud"] after just sitting and fishing for the rest of the afternoon he and toothless then flew back to the village. Instead of seeing anyone he and toothless headed straight to their house although they flew in the dragon hatch avoiding having to confront his dad. With toothless warming up his bed and hiccup climbing into his own bed and falling into a perfect night's sleep of flying with toothless Astrid and Stormfly at his side.
Waking up was a much different story, there was no banging on the roof of toothless wanting to go for a morning fly, there was no purring to wake hiccup up that morning only silence. Cold, deadly silence.
"Toothless. Where are you bud." Running down the stairs he ran into the living room and before his dad could even mutter the apology he had been working on all night hiccup was already shouting.
"DAD, have you seen toothless, he's normally here in the morning but he wasn't today and he can't have gone far without me."
"Calm down hiccup, I haven't seen him but I'm sure he is fine"
Growling under his breath hiccup ran outside and stared his search for his best friend.
Well there you go are you all looking forward to what going to happen next. Where is toothless? Wait until the next update! And giant sized cookie + milkshake of your flavour for anyone who reviews/follows/favourites :p go my pretties goooooo… !