Portal of the dragons
Stranded
Zyon felt himself being jostled around, as he pushed his way through the airport. It was a crowded hot day, and it seemed pretty much everyone had decided to travel. Glancing at his ticket, Zyon reassured himself he was at the right gate for flight 248. He went and sat on one of the chairs, pulling out his phone and checking for an update from his mom. Nothing.
"Flight 248 is boarding now. American airlines flight 248 is boarding now," said the airplane staff. Zyon hopped up, showing his ticket and id, before boarding the plane. He'd gotten a seat in the back, luckily with only 1 other person next to him. He had the window seat, while his neighbor had the aisle seat. The man smiled at said "Hello." Zyon smiled back, politely greeting the man. He leaned back, grabbing his phone again. This was going to be a long flight. Probably more than 6 hours. He might as well have some entertainment during the flight. He went to the media section, his face falling in dismay. His younger brother had deleted everything that Zyon liked. All that was left was the movie How to train your dragon. Zyon sighed, rolling his eyes. He ran his hand through his hair, grudgingly starting the movie. The DreamWorks logo came up, and Zyon put his headphones in, becoming as comfortable as he could.
Zyon woke to chaos. He'd been jolted out of sleep, when the plane lurched underneath him. He scrambled to get awake, rubbing his eyes, and willing his brain to start functioning. His mind was screaming panic to him, and he at first reacted to it. His senses became alert, and his mind started racing.
"Calm it man," he told himself. "Think." Zyon looked out the window, his heart plummeting. Stewardesses were running down the aisles, and Zyon quickly caught one.
"What's going on?" he asked, worried. The woman looked at him, taking a moment to explain.
"Our engines are gone. They are completely burnt out. It looks like some kind of electric blast knocked them out. Although God knows what happened. The pilots are trying to land the plane in a clearing." Zyon felt fear flood him. The plane was crash landing.
"Please everyone remain calm. Stay in your seats, and keep your seatbelts on." Zyon made sure he was buckled in, exchanging terrified looks with other passengers. A horrible sound of metal scraping caused the plane to lurch. Zyon looked out the window and saw a wing flying away. He looked back, realizing a large tree had ripped the wing off. The pilots had flown too low, and now the plane as freefalling. Zyon heard screaming, crying, and more screaming. For some reason, he was silent. His mouth couldn't even move. He looked out the window, and saw trees rushing up to meet him. The plane crashed into the forest, getting thrown in all different directions. Zyon gasped as his seatbelt ripped, and he was thrown from his chair. The plane slammed into the trunk of a large oak, and Zyon was also thrown forward. He gasped in pain, as his shoulder slammed into a seat. He forgot about the pain, when he saw the body. She was young. Maybe 13 or 14 at most. Her neck had been snapped in the initial fall. The plane was in ruins. The entire thing had been completely shredded. The tree had basically cut the plane in half, and Zyon was incredibly lucky to be alive. Anyone who wasn't killed by the tree, died because of the plane getting shredded. Zyon's ankle was pretty badly hurt, and his shoulder throbbed, but he was alive. He could barely stand to see the bodies of his fellow passengers. Time stood still for a while. The plane was gone. Everyone else was dead. Zyon was alone. He feebly crawled away from the now smoldering wreckage, dragging his limp ankle. Then, without warning, the entire plane burst into flames. Thick oily tongues of fire consumed everything. The force of the sudden explosion threw Zyon literally into another realm.
Starlight gasped as a boy flew straight towards her. She flexed her powerful wings, catching the boy mid fall. The other dragons of the flock quickly joined her, looking at the young boy. Darkness, the muscle of the flock sniffed at him suspiciously, backing away for the others. Summer instantly pushed her way in, gently nudging the boy. He had burn marks on him, and a dislocated shoulder. Yet Summer's attention was drawn to a mark on his forehead, an old wound. It looked like a claw leaned down to get a better view, flapping her wings to keep her up.
"I can't be," she whispered. Toothless came over, checking the boy. He almost fell out of the sky when he saw Zyon's forehead.
"That's the mark. I would know it anywhere. Hiccup has one too. On his chin." Toothless had temporarily left Berk due to mating season, and had at last found night furies. He'd decided to stay with them for a while, before heading back to Berk.
"Well what are we going to do with him?" Darkness asked gruffly. "Take him back to Berk." He quickly realized he shouldn't have spoken. Summer's eyes lit up.
"Yes of course. Let's take him back to Berk. He won't survive long out here." She gently grabbed the boy, flying down to the ground so she could wash the blood away from his wounds.
Zyon awoke to a blinding agony. He could feel an awful stinging, the worst pain he'd ever experienced. His mind woke up, and he tried to escape. When he opened his eyes, he didn't recognize the landscape. The plane… it was gone. And in it's place was ...
"No way," Zyon said, looking at Summer. "Night furies."
Hey everyone. I'm just trying this story out for a story request. It may be way off, and if it is I'm sorry. This is an A/U so things will be different. Please don't hate in the comments.