Grimmel the Grisly

by wilfre63

Grimmel had always hated dragons, but like every detestable thing in a person's life there is always a spark that starts it all off. Unfortunately for Night Furies, it just happened to be them. (Grimmel the Grisly back story, rated M for safety. SPOILERS FOR HTTYD THE HIDDEN WORLD.)

1. Introduction

Notice:

This fic is rated M for safety, I thought T was too friendly. As you may have heard, Grimmel is a dragon hunter, so look out for the death of dragons! Don't like don't read, but please don't beat me up.

SPOILER WARNING:

CONTAINS SPOILERS FOR HOW TO TRAIN YOUR DRAGON: THE HIDDEN WORLD!

CHAPTER ONE

Introduction

I have never been fond of dragons. Their scaly wings and teeth like blades... they sicken me. Yes, I can agree they are impressive creatures, but nonetheless, they are cruel scavengers that deserve to be six foot in the ground -- or wherever else. It really doesn't matter that much. I couldn't care if they were burnt to a cinder or poisoned with their own venom, as long as they are far, far away from me.

But there is something I cannot deny.

These are wild and unpredictable beasts, but I can see myself now, thirty years into the future... surrounded by dragons that respond to my actions, that bow down before me. And amongst their bodies are the people who never believed in me... the people that cast me out from my tribe and sent me into an emotional exile. They will live in fear of me...

...They will.