A girl had washed up on the rock-covered shoreline of a beach, her eyes closed and breathing shallow. Her messy wet hair was spread out in a halo around her, and as she lay on her stomach, she tried very hard to open them.
"Come one… Get up!" The girl thought. She forced herself to rise, only to quickly crumble back onto the rock and sand.
"This is it… I'm done for… I… I never should… have left home…" She said sadly, her vision fading. "I should have listened to JÓna."
All the while, a boy by the name of Hiccup watched this scene play out. This girl was dying; he had to get help. "Toothless, stay here and watch her. I'll be back." He said quietly, moving back toward the village. Toothless, to which he referred to a huge black dragon, sat down dutifully and gazed at girl, not moving.
After much pent up curiosity did he finally move. Slowly, he made his way toward her. She wasn't moving at all now, but he could still see her breath coming out in short steamy puffs. It was very cold out, and though it hadn't snowed yet, it was still chilly enough to cause hypothermia in a person. The girl was drenched in water, and would most certainly die if no help came to her. Toothless lay down next to her and gently nudged her with his nose. She whimpered, but did not get up. It was but a few seconds after this that help arrived, with Hiccup and Stoic leading the group, many of them out of breath. Many of the Viking villagers quickly hurried to aid the girl, but it was Stoic who beat them to it first. He wrapped her in his cloak then picked her up as if she was a doll and hurried back, everyone following behind him, the women wringing their hands.
Hiccup did not follow behind his father like everybody else. Instead, he looked around at the material things that had been left behind by the girl that no one had bothered to pick. He picked a small leather handbag that had dyed a soft red. All of its contents were inside except for one item. A few feet ahead lay a gold locket that after swinging a larger leather backpack onto his shoulders, came to inspect the glittering thing. It lay in his palm, it had two initials on it in fancy lettering. But he didn't get to look at it long, for he heard someone calling his name. After gesturing to Toothless to follow, he took off at a run.
