KEERIE'S POV

My name is Karissa, but everyone calls me Keerie. Unfortunately, thats all I know about myself. I'm an orphan, I don't know who my family is or where they are. Sometimes I'm not really so sure if I have a home, or if Karissa is my real name. I don't really know who I am, but I know what I am though, I'm a dragon!..Ok, I'm a weird looking dragon, but thats what I am. I'm called a 'Sunset Swimmer', which is a rare kind of dragon-I don't mean to brag, its just that I never seen any other Sunset Swimmers around before. I'm the only one I know I'v seen.

Anyways, I have white scales, with yellow streaks on my sides, feet, tail and face. I have ice-crystal blue eyes, horns and antennae on my head that droops and hangs down my head like long bangs. My wings are my favorite feature, they may look boring and grey at daylight, but at night they glow golden yellow like firefly glow.

I breath fire like all dragons, I fly like all dragons but I'm different from them too. I can talk. I have a voice. I can understand all dragons, but I can speak, like a viking. Sometimes I feel like a freak compared to the others because of this, compared to them I stand out like mud on wood.

Thats why I don't have very many friends, the few I have are two dragons, Thump and Bepop.

Thump is a purple and grey skrill, with a dark grey muzzle and underbelly. He's a strict and modest kind of dragon, never doing anything risky or very interesting and preferring to do the same old thing he's always done: Eat, sleep, fly, talk, and again. He also tends to try and act smarter then he actually is. Although he's older then me, I tend to not listen to him most of the time.

Bepop is a bluish green and purple bubbleblock dragon, she's always hungry and eats most of the time. She's calm, quiet and reserved but she will speak up when she wants to.

It amazes me that Thump, Bepop and I are even friends, since we'r so different from each other. Me especially. I'm more wild and rebellious then they are, I love to fly far distances and go on adventures, do daring things and just have fun.

This doesn't really work well with my friends, Thump is completely against everything I want to do and Bepop doesn't want to do any of them. She just wants to eat her lunch.

Thats why I often do things by myself without telling them. I know that if I tell them about an activity I want to do, Thump will do everything he possibly could to keep me from doing it and Bepop wouldn't even listen. Do they even know that theres more to life then routines and eating? Sometimes I wonder if we really are friends, or if we just know each other.

I didn't always have those two as friends, my real friend is Toothless, my brother-actually, he's my adoptive brother. Like I said, I'm an orphan but I was adopted by night furies. Toothless and I were always very close, I'd tell him all of my secrets and he'd teach me everything he knew.

My adoptive family was everything a family should be, my adoptive mother sung me lullabies when I went to sleep, comforted me when I cried and fed me when I was hungry and my adoptive father would play with Toothless and I during the day, make us laugh, and tell us stories.

It was a nice life, until they were killed.

Vikings came and killed off my adoptive parents. Except for Toothless and my other adoptive siblings, Starlight and Windglider. Thats when we got separated and I haven't seen any of them since. Once again, I'm alone in the world. And this time, no one is going to adopt me or change it. Personally, all I want is a little adventure and find Toothless and my other adoptive siblings if I can.

The sky was a light purplish blue as I watched it from the mountain cliff. It felt amazing being this high, away from the other dragons down below. It was early in the morning, fresh, cold, nightly morning. The chill of winter didn't bug me, if anything it only made my curiosity deepen. Whats out there at this time of morning? Bats? Owls? Wolves? My plan was to fly around in the dusk sky, and feel the cold morning on my wings but I also wanted to see if theres anything new I can discover.

I looked down at the cliff, where all the other dragons are. Their all still asleep, they won't notice that I'm gone. Even from up here, I can still hear Bepop muttering 'hungry' in her sleep. Silly dragon must be dreaming about food, what else is new?

"Lets do this." I whispered to myself as I opened my wings. Still glowing with a golden yellow glow, like always only dimer. I then jump off the cliff, letting myself glide down the cliff. I like to make a dive when I start flying. As the grassy floor came into view, I unfolded my wings, and curved up to the sky. Oh it feels good to be up here in this cold. I let the wind carry me through the sky and close my eyes. Imagining myself as a cloud, able to go wherever the sky takes me and nothing can hold me back.

Curious about what the ocean looks like, I flew away from the island and looked down. My blurry reflection looked back up at me. The ocean was darker then usual, but lit up when I flew over it. I let my tail dip in the water and gently let it run in the surface, making a trail behind me. Are there any dragons under the surface? Like sea dragons? The thought of fish-like dragons living in the ocean sounded like a possibility.

If only Sunset Swimmers had gills, then I could explore the underwater world of the ocean. See the life that can't live on land or in the sky, and see things I don't normally see.

Suddenly, I saw something in the water. A movement. It was as if sometime of animal was under it. Sensing something dangerous, I flew over to a rock that stood out in the sea and watched the water.

Nothing at first.

But then, a dragon came straight out if the water. A big one, bigger then any dragon I'v ever seen. The dragon had grayish brown skin with red spikes, two horns coming from the sides of his face, blue and red eyes and broken chain cuffs on each horn. A bewilderbeast!

I heard of these types of dragons, but never seen one before. Their suppose to be the 'king of all dragons'. I wondered what I should do, go back to the others and tell them? Bow to this dragon?

The bewilderbeast made a move before I could decide my own. He walked up to the island and laid something down in the grass. A body, a viking body. The bewilderbeast then floated down into the water and disappeared. I waited a moment before flying over to the viking's body to get a better look at him.

What a strange looking viking! I'v seen vikings before, when I was little I use to spy on them but I never saw one like this.

He was tall, muscular, slightly tan and covered in scars. His long, blackish-possibly dark brown hair was messy and went down to his shoulder and chest. His beard had bands tide in it, in a clumsy attempt to keep it from getting as wild as his hair, I guess. He had an odd looking face too, scars dancing on his lip, eyes, nose, mouth, and cheek. His eyes were sunken, when was the last time this guy had a decent sleep?

But something caught my eye. He had one arm, the other was just a stump with a puncture scar in it. "What storm did you fly into?" I asked quietly, more to myself then to the unconscious man at my feet.

It wasn't his appearance that made me want to look down, something about his clothes didn't seem right. I looked down and realized his clothes were made of dragon skin. Night fury skin? I couldn't tell. The skin was so faded, it was turning grey. It could have come from anywhere, but how did he get it? I would have tried to think of an explanation for the skin, but I wanted to make sure this viking was ok.

I reached out and touched his face. Cold, and wet. In fact, he was still soaking from being in the water. His lips and fingertips were blue and he was cold to the touch. If he stays out here, he could get hypothermia or pneumonia, or frostbite. He couldn't afford frostbite, he's lose another limb if he gets frostbite and he already lost an arm in someway.

He could die out here. No, he will die if he stays out here. Is that why the bewilderbeast brought him here? Because he knew that? And why was he trying to help him?

Wait, is that viking still alive? I looked back at him and gently put my ear to his chest. A heartbeat. Weak and slow, but there was still a heartbeat. He's alive, but he won't be for long. I don't know who this viking is or why he's wearing dragons skin, but he needs help and I'm the only one who knows he's here.

Even though he looks different then most vikings, I can't help but feel sympathy for him. He looks so helpless like this. Why won't any of the other vikings help him? Why was it just that bewilderbeast? Did they just abandon him? I sigh and gently start to pick up the vikings body.

"I don't know who you are or where you came from, but your coming with me." I whispered in his ears. I don't know if he heard me, but it doesn't matter. I jump in the air and fly. I can't bring him back to the mountain cliff. If I do, Thump would never forgive me and the other dragons would probably hate the idea of a viking in our island.

For thousands of years, this was our home. It's one of very few islands that vikings hadn't claimed as their home. The dragons here are all nice but their all against the idea of vikings living among them. They hate vikings, don't trust them and want nothing to do with them. I discovered the island after my adoptive family was destroyed, its all I have left now and bringing a viking in it would defiantly get me banished for good. Then where would I go?

I can however, bring the viking to an abandoned cave. No one lives there, and its been abandoned for years. No one would even know that he's there, I can take care of him, Thump and Bepop won't suspect a thing and I'll take him off the island before any of the other dragons realize he's been here. What can go wrong?


A/N: I couldn't help it! I suddenly had a first of writing energy and just had to write this! I know I have six other stories I have to work on, but I can't do just one story, I have to do a bunch of them at the same time! XD

Anyways, I was inspired to do this because I love Drago, and I think it might be interesting if he had a 'girlfriend' or something. (And if any of you are having trouble saying Keerie's name its pronounced Kee-ear-ee..I might have spelled it wrong. And yes, 'Sunset Swimmer' is a type of dragon I made up.

I hope you enjoyed reading this and please review!