The Story Begins

~Hailey's POV~

My name's Hailey and I go to Berk High where I am the most targeted for bullying. I think it has something to do with the dragon shaped birth-mark on the palm of my right hand. It's in the form of the once called Night Fury and it was blue. The Night Fury was the most intelligent dragon ever, also the rarest. Everyone calls me bad luck because of it.

Though, I think differently. I have read stories about the legendary fighter who is supposed to kill Vorpent. He is said to be the most evil person in the world. At least, that's what it says in the legend books. His dragon is called the Green Death because of the deadly green poison that comes out of it's teeth. How original, right? But I doubt that dragons exist anymore.

Anyway, school had just started and I'm already being bullied! It's ridiculous! I bet it's because my dad is the principle and owns this school. But I don't see how that could cause me to be bullied. I'm being bullied by these kids I believe are named Silvia, Robin, Travis, and Adam.

The only person who wasn't bullying me was Frank. He just reads his book and it looked like it was about dragons. He seemed really interested in them. I don't blame him. Dragons are pretty cool. He seemed to be picked on as well, though he didn't pay much mind to it.

The teacher walked into the classroom and told us to take our seats. Silvia, Robin, Travis, and Adam took their seats in the front while I sat in the back with Frank. Then a bunch of other random kids sat down and started talking to themselves.

"Alright, good morning class!" the teacher said while writing his name on the board. His accent seemed to be Scottish. "My name is Dr. Bryan. Now, today we will begin discussing the systems of the human body." This resulted in a groan from the class, but I just stayed quiet, not wanting to get in trouble on the first day of school. That would be terrible for me.

The day had gone by slowly, but it was finally time for lunch. The cafeteria was serving meat loaf. Great, I thought as I passed the lunch line. Maybe I should just go read a book in the library. I'm not that hungry anyway. I nodded at my thought and walked upstairs into the library. The shelves were staked high with books on every subject. There were students with their laptops typing away on some kind of research report.

I decided to take a look in the legend section. There were books on all type of mythical creatures, like, mermaids, unicorns, cyclops, three headed dogs, and dragons. 'Yes!' There were probably 17 books on the subject. I grabbed the book that had information about the legendary fighter and his dragon. I opened it to the first page and found the thing I have always been interested in. A dragon standing by a man in a battle position.

The dragon was as dark as night, with acid green eyes and jet black wings. The teeth were bared as the fighter was standing at the dragon's left side. The man was covered head to toe in chain mail armor. A black sword, possibly crafted from obsidian, at his side and a bow and arrow behind his back. They both stood at an attack position as they prepared for battle. If only I could do something like that. Too bad I'm a girl. I sighed, closed the book and returned it to it's space in the shelves. Then, I looked at my birth-mark, and then at the clock. 12:27. Maybe I should go to my next class.

I walked out of the library and into the computer room.I hope that computer science will be interesting.I took my seat at a computer in the far left corner. Then after a few minutes, the rest of the class filled in. After the class came in, the computer teacher came in and said, "Today, you guys will be able to do whatever you would like. Go on the internet, watch YouTube, but if you do, please wear headphones. As long as you guys are quiet, I do not care what you do."

I turned on the computer and looked up dragons. All of the types of dragons came up. Zipplebacks, Gronckles, Nadders, Terrible Terrors, Monstrous Nightmares, etc. Even some of the rarest dragon breeds like the Skrill, Boneknapper, Whispering Death, Venus Fly Trap, and the last page of the website was the Night Fury. The page had very little information on that type of dragon.

Speed unknown. Size unknown. The unholy offspring of lightning and death itself. Never engage this dragon. Your only chance of survival: hide and pray it doesn't find you. I scrolled through the pages again and again. I already knew of all the facts listed on those pages. None of them had new information. I don't think any of the pages have been updated. Probably because no one has seen a dragon in over 1000 years. The last dragon seen by human eyes was in 1025.

So, instead I looked up the legendary fighter and his dragon. A few results popped up and I clicked on the first link that appeared. There were drawings that other people have submitted. I think all of them were interpretations on what people think the legendary fighter looked like, as well as his dragon. One of the pictures even showed the dragon-shaped mark on his hand. I zoomed in on it, and it was the exact same shape as mine, and same color.

I couldn't be the legendary fighter, could I? I have never been good at sports, or at fighting. Nor am I a boy. Probably just a coincidence that that mark is there.I kept looking at all of the interpretations listed on the website. I wanted to look at this website later, so I pulled out a note card from my pencil bag and wrote the website down. I then folded it up, placed it in my pencil bag, and continued scanning through the websites.

I had just gotten home from school and I was on my laptop taking another look at the website I wrote down. I was sitting at my desk with my back faced to the wall. My room was a dark green with red and white stripes randomly placed along the walls. My bed was on the far right wall, along with my nightstand. The lamp was in the shape of a Night Fury and the light bulb acted as the plasma ball the dragon is said to breathe out, and the cover for it was tinted a light purple mixed in with white to create a fiery effect.

Then, on the left was my desk. My laptop in the middle and drawers for my pens and pencils. My laptop was the latest edition; windows 8. It was a present from my mom, and since she's dead, the laptop is a very special item to me. I had a lot of space to do my homework and studies of dragons. Yes, you could say I am a little obsessed with dragons, but oh well. I have been studying dragons since I was seven. And if you were studying something for seven years that you really liked, would you want to give it up?

My room didn't have much more in it, except for a table, couch and a TV. I keep myself in my room so I am out of my dad's way. He has to move all over the place, and I am always in the spot he needs to be in. Though the only reason I come downstairs, is to go to school, get food and drinks, or ride my bike or skateboard outside.

Anyway, I was able to gather more information on the legendary fighter. He was said to have auburn hair and forest green eyes, like me. 'That had to be another coincidence.' Then he was said to have a blue Night Fury birth-mark on his right hand. 'Yet, another coincidence. There's no way I could be the legendary fighter.'Then, I looked at one more fact about the fighter before I had to start my homework. The legendary fighter is said to experience a family death.

I experienced my mom dying. Oh get off it. I'll be thinking ghosts exist next. I logged off of my computer and began my homework. The only work we had to do was math, and it was super easy. So, it only took me under fifteen minutes to complete it. I decided to go take a walk into the forest to get my mind off of the legendary fighter stuff. I grabbed one of my backpacks, my iPhone, my journal, and a pencil, and headed out of my room.

"Dad, I am going for a walk in the woods!" I yelled as I reached the door.

"Okay!" I heard dad yell from his room. "But don't get lost!"

"I won't! I have my phone with me!" I then opened the door and headed out into the woods.