I do not own How to Train Your Dragon or Young Justice. Never have. Never will. Sad, but true.
Harad breathed a gasp, the mask digging into his cheeks as the billowed out with the exhale, fingering the feathers at the end of the shaft. The bards flew past his nails as the arrow whizzed by his cheek, implanting itself in the ground.
He didn't want to kill.
He just wanted to survive.
Fly another day.
See another sunrise.
Save another life.
Toothless' scales clicked underneath him, shifting with his wing movements. They breezed past another of the Nadders and he fell on his back, leaning down all the way in the saddle, pulling the bow taut before he released. It was perfectly aimed and found its way into between the two scales. The Nadder dropped to the ground, screeching.
Maim.
Never kill.
He turned his focus to the other two. A male and a female. Harad could tell because of the ridges on the skulls. They gazed at each other with such obvious love that he realized... they were mates.
He couldn't hurt them.
Harad chewed as his bottom lip for a moment before deciding.
He could scare them off.
He tapped three fingers on Toothless' hide twice, a sign of theirs. And the Nightfury gave a firey blast, scaring the two Nadders away. Harad breathed a sigh of relief until he saw the man on the ground. Directing Toothless to the ground, he looked over the unconscious man.
He was dressed in a skin-tight, one-piece suit of yellow and red. Strange...
The redhead's eyes shot open and he jerked back.
"Who are you?" He demanded. Harad blinked.
...How did the man not know who he was?
Author's Note:
And that's the first chapter! If you want to know, this story also has a brother story, written by the amazing PageKat, that shows everything from Wally's point of view.
Tell me what you think, please!