Disclamer: I do not own the characters of How To Train Your Dragon. My friend Kelsey Owns Skullette,Una,Nightrainbow, Moon Shadow, and Moon Shadow's 10 babies. I own my own character FireFang.

It was a bright sunny day on the island of Bark. A 6 year old girl was helping an older girl in the dragon nursery. "Where do you want these books FireFang?" the girl asked. "Place those books over on that shelf Una. That's where all the new journals go." FireFang said. A red dragon with rainbow markings was helping a black female night fury to gather up her 10 little ones for a nap. "Why don't you help Nightrainbow and Moon Shadow gather up the babies for there nap." FireFang suggested with a laugh. "Ok" said Una.

After all the babies had been put down for a nap. FireFang walked Una home as all that could be done in the nursery had been done. As they were walking Una kept looking at FireFang's hands. She noticed that there were scars on them. 'Where did FireFang get those scars? She never took part in any dragon fighting, so it couldn't have come from that.' Una thought to herself. Una decided not to ask, as she felt it wasn't her place to ask. Everyone deserved to have there own secrets, and she wasn't going to intrude on FireFang's.

The next day Una arrived early to the nursery. Looking around she spotted a book left out on the table. She thought maybe FireFang or Hey cousin Skullette had left it out yesterday. Upon closer inspection she saw that it was FireFang's poetry notebook. She opened it to a random page. When she read the poem on that page a word caught her eye; self-harm. This word was unfamiliar to her. She heard a gasp behind her and turned to see FireFang standing behind her. FireFang raised her hand as if to hit Una. Una flinched expecting to feel a slap but when none came she slowly opened her eyes. FireFang's pretty face was twisted into a look of fury. Una ran out of the nursery sobbing. FireFang looked at the poem that Una had been reading.

You see all my scars
And just think
Self harm.
As my self loathing claws it's way
Up my throat.
And rips itself from my mouth
In a silent scream.
I am alone.
When the blade parts my skin,
And the cuts get deeper,
There is no one
I am alone
When the only real thing is
The blood running down my arms
I am alone.
You say you are there, but you're not

I am alone.

Una ran all the way home and fell into Valka's arms still sobbing. "Una what's wrong? Are you getting bullied again?" she asked her crying daughter. Una shook her head no. "Then tell me what is wrong?" Una began to tell her story to her mom. "I was reading FireFang's poetry book because I saw it on the table in the nursery and...and she saw me reading it. I thought she was gonna hit me Valka-mommy." Una finished her story with a sob and a hiccup.

"Oh Una you know how much that book means to FireFang." Valka said to her daughter. "Yes Valka-mommy I do understand how much it means to her. But what is self_harm Valka-mommy?" Una asked. "Unfortunately Una that I can not tell you. I know what it is, but it's not my place to tell you. That is something only FireFang can tell you."

After Una had calmed down she left her house and went back to the nursery where FireFang was looking in on Moon Shadow and her babies.
"FireFang, can I ask you a question? But before I do I just want to say I'm sorry for looking in your poetry book without your permission, I liked the poem you read me when we first met and I wanted to read more of them." Una said rubbing her eyes as tears began to fall again. FireFang knelt down to Una's side and hugged her. "Una if you wanted to read more of my poems all you had to do was ask and I would've picked some that were less...depressing. Now about that question." FireFang said. "FireFang what is self-harm?" Una asked the sandy haired beauty.

FireFang sat on the floor and Una sat beside her. "This story goes back to when I was 15 years old."

4 years ago:

'Your worthless, your cousin hates you' these thoughts ran through a 15 year old FireFang's mind. FireFang sat on the floor of her room a blade poised above her arm. 'She hates you, they pity you, they only took you in because you had no one else who would.' "they hate me, they pity me." tears ran down FireFang's face. Fresh cuts adorned her arms and shoulders. She put her shoulder guards on and retying her arm bands left her room. Before she got down stairs, she composed herself and put a smile on her face.

Present time:
"That's how each day went in the morning I would add fresh cuts to my arms and back and shoulders. After that I would go to the arena and train." FireFang said. "But why did you cut yourself?" Una asked. "I..." FireFang hesitated. "You what" "I believed I was alone that the only reason my aunt and uncle took me in was because I had no one else to take me in. I felt constantly dead inside, I didn't know how to show my feelings to people."FireFang said to Una. "Did Skullette know that you were cutting yourself?" "No she didn't I kept it a secret for many long years." "Tell me more. I want to know everything" "what I'm about to tell you happened 2 years ago. And might make you uncomfortable, if you want me to stop just let me know and I will. Ok?" "ok."

2 years ago:

FireFang sat on the floor of her room, unaware that her cousin was downstairs. FireFang held a knife and slashed at her arm blood running down it in rivers. Every cut brought her closer to her wrist,and as she got closer her cuts got deeper. With one final slash she slit her wrist and gave a satisfied sigh. She thudded to her floor. Her cousin heard it and sensing something was wrong ran to FireFang's room.

What greeted her eyes was something she would never forget. Lying on the floor was FireFang blood spilling from her wrist and arm, staring at Skullette with almost dead eyes she gave a weak smile, and coughed a bit of blood up. "Hey...no need...to worry ab...about me...I'm free." "Don't say that FireFang, look at me. Keep talking to me, you must live...I love you." Skullette said tears running down her cheeks.

Skullette knew she had to act quickly,or else FireFang wasn't gonna make it. She placed FireFang on her bed and placed her arm above her head to slow the flow of blood. She grabbed bandages and herbs and once she finished bandaging her arm sat beside her and waited for her to regain concesness.

This story is not over yet.