Chapter 1: Prologue
This is my sequel to my story Different in Element.
I hope you like it.
This story is mainly written in the eyes of Hiccup & Asthera's elder daughter Ember.
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Dragon Island, Mediterrain Misery
Ember's POV:
Hi, my name is Ember Horrendous Haddock, the oldest child and elder daughter of Hiccup & Asthera Horrendous Haddock. And the Fire Princess.
I am 17 years old and I have 3 siblings, my twin brother Shade, my 15-year-old sister Rose and my 14-year-old brother Ash.
I have long braided dark brown hair falling down over my right shoulder, which I can change to fire red when I'm angry, and dark brown eyes. I'm almost 6 feet tall, just as tall as my dad.
We live on Dragon Island, far away from Berk, where our roots lay. Our house is our mother's own built Ice Palace on the shore near the sea.
We know about them, but they don't know about us.
On this Island mainly live only dragons and us as the only humans.
Not that we care, we're completely fine with it.
We grew up with the dragons right beside us.
And because of that, we're Dragon Riders.
I own a male Monsterous Nightmare named Hookfang, Shade owns a female Deathly Nadder named Stormfly, Rose owns a female Scauldron named Greeneye and Ash owns a male Skrill named Thunderous.
I have seen all islands from above once or twice during a flight.
I am flying above the Mediterrain Misery on Hookfang's back.
I am wearing black leather clothes which are fitting my thin female figure. My hands are covered by a pair of black leather fingerless gloves made by my dad himself, my boots are also black leather but my helmet is made of metal, but painted black with special stone what Ash once found on the island when he was 6.
Suddenly, I see paticular ships sailing towards Bezerk.
I land between the rocks and look towards the ships, removing my helmet.
The ships aren't Bezerkian ships, 'cause these ships were covered in bones.
"Outcasts..." I mumbled, remembering what my dad once told me about them: they are real Vikings and love dragon hunting.
My inner voice starts to speak in me... well... it feels more like... singing.
"Take me down to the melted bend." I start "Take me down to the fighting end. Wash the lava from off my skin. Show me how to be whole again."
"Fly me up on a silver dragon. Past the black where the creatures sing." My voice grows louder. "Warm me up in the lava's glow. And drop me down to the streem below."
"Cause I'm only a stone in this Castle of Fire. Hardly anything left for you to see. For you to see." Fire rages in me and I remove my gloves.
"Bring me home in a blinding dream. Through the islands that I have seen." A few Outcast ships were in my reach and they saw me. "Wash the sorrow from off my skin
and show me how to be whole again."
"Cause I'm only a crack in this Castle of Fire. Hardly anything left for you to see. For you to see." My voice grows louder again. "Cause I'm only a crack in this Castle of Fire. Hardly anything else I need to be."
Some outcasts point at me, yelling words like 'traitor' or 'witch', but I don't care at all.
"Cause I'm only a crack in this Castle of Fire. Hardly anything left for you to see. For you to see." And I burn down a few ships.
The Outcast ships I didn't burn fled as fast as they could.
I disappear back in the shadows of the rocks and I climb upon Hookfang.
I put on my helmet and my gloves back on.
"Let's go home fast, I need to tell dad." I told him, but an Outcast ship blocked my ways.
"You're not going anywhere." the black bearded man said.
"Oh no?" I ask him.
"No. You girl, are coming with me." he said and tried to grab me.
But I stopped his wrist from grabbing me, leaving a burn in the form of my hand.
The man jumped back in a cry.
Hookfang spread his wings, smashing the ship and went into the air.
"Set course to Berk!" I hear him yell to the other Outcast ships and their captains.
That was the sign for me to also set course to Berk.
On my way to that village, I wrote a letter to my parents and send it via a Terrible Terror.
My dad invented that when we were still young, it was a way to tell someone what was going on when you were far from home.
He had called it 'Airmail'.
I reached Berk deep in the night, when only a few Vikings were patrolling.
I land on the cliff above the Main Hall where a few male Vikings were talking with a big Viking man.
I sat down on one knee and looked to the scene.
The big Viking had a red beard, green eyes and a long brown cape.
That man was obviously the Chief of Berk, and my grandfather, Stoick the Vast.
Well, I can see why he got that name from. He indeed is very... yeah... vast in his form.
Completely the opposite of what my father was.
"Stoick!" an older blonde vast Viking male called while running on the scene. "Scouts spotted burned Outcast ships near Bezerk which were on course to us. Crew members said that a brown haired girl with fire powers set the ships on fire!"
"That sounds like a Witch." a slender Viking male said.
"Must be my granduncle." I murmer under my mask.
Mom had told me who her uncle was, his name was Fearless Finn Hofferson, a gay Viking who had eyed her grandfather Stoick.
Fearless Finn left the scene in front of the Main Hall.
I removed my helmet to take a better look.
I dropped it.
"No!" I said and tried to grab it, but my helmet fell down.
The Vikings looked up, seeing me.
My grandfather looked at me with narrowed eyes, guess he saw parts of my parents in me.
I quickly got on my feet again and jumped upon Hookfang.
Hookfang flew into the air.
I looked back, seeing my grandfather watching me.
I decided to land on the other side of the Island once the village was out of sight.
'I need to think of something.' I thought as we landed near a cave.
And that cave was the one we slept in.
I woke the next morning when the sun was setting.
"Well, dad didn't lie about the beautiful sights on the sunsets..." I breathlessly said as I looked outside.
I closed my eyes, letting the sun shine upon my face.
Then suddenly I heard voices and raggling in the bushes.
I hided myself in the shadows of the cave, waiting for them to pass by.
But the voices stopped near the cave.
"The Chief said she landed around here, but I don't see a thing!" the boy voice said.
"This girl is probably used to hide, but we're friends, remember." the girl voice said. "We have no bad intentions, her grandfather only wants to meet her."
I listened carefully. So my grandfather wanted to meet me? Should I let him know about my powers? Nah, he probably already did.
I slowly appeared out of the shadows, seeing the two people where the voices belonged to.
The boy was slender and probably only 5 feet 9 inch tall, pretty small for a 16-year-old. His short hair was as blonde as my mother's hair and his eyes were warm bright blue.
The girl was also very small, 5 feet 6 inch or something like that, her long braided hair was white blonde and her eyes were greyish blue.
"You said my grandfather wanted to see me?" I friendly asked.
"And he wants to give your helmet back." the boy said.
"Drew!" The girl said and slammed her fist on his Viking helmet. "Be polite."
"Ouch!" Drew said as his helmet fell on his nose.
"Excuse my cousin." the girl politely said. "My name is Ester Thorston and this is my cousin Drew Thorston. We're sent by our Chief to get you."
"You're lucky I'm still here, I planned on leaving but I guess it's not that worse to meet my grandfather." I said.
"Come, our Chief is waiting for you." Ester said and walked to a path.
I followed the Thorston cousins, to the village of Berk, where I have my roots.
I knew Hookfang followed me, but he stopped when we were close to the village.
I had signed him to stay out of sight.
This was my only chance to get us possibly returned to Berk.
I entered the village.
All the eyes off the villagers, even the children, were looking at me like I was an alien from another planet.
I stayed calm, I had to.
The cousins lead me to the center of the village where the Chief was standing.
In the daylight, I saw him better.
What should Stoick say?
Tell me!