Chapter 1
Everything in this world happens for a reason. Yet, it is beyond frustrating when what you want to happen still hasn't. Maybe it's because I'm not ready. But I know I am. I have been studying dragons since i was a little girl. Even before our chief, Hiccup united Vikings and dragons, I was curious about them. I remember adventuring out into the wild while everyone else went about their business. There was one day when I came across an adolescent Shockjaw. I was looking down at my dragon journal, not paying attention to my surroundings. As I was walking, I tripped on a large tree root. Falling flat on my face, I hear a crunch, following with intense pain and the feeling of blood dripping down my face. A broken nose. I sit up slowly, cupping my nose with my hands, blood pouring between my , a young sapling to my right falls over, making a loud crash. It startles me. I shoot up to my feet. From the tree line, a Shockjaw, which is a Tidal class dragon, appears slowly, growling. I wasn't afraid. He was a beautiful dragon. He was still dripping of water, and by smelling the air I could tell we were close to the sea. He snarls at me, showing his large set of teeth. His greenish-blue body almost blends into the forest, as I probably would not have been able to spot lowers into a territorial position, still holding my nose, I put my other hand up, showing I have no weapons. He looks at my hands, then back to my face. I see into his eyes, knowing he is just being protective. After all, he is a wild dragon, not used to Vikings this close. It's possible he may have never had an encounter until now, since he was still , I walk closer to him. "It's okay," I tell him. Defensively, he makes a rumble in his throat. "Don't be afraid. I have no weapons, see?"I walk halfway between us and stop. He is still clearly nervous and defensive. His dorsal fin turns a bright shade of blue, and he points his facial horn towards me."It's okay," I say again, soothingly. I slowly walk towards him, reaching my hand out. "I'm not going to hurt you, I promise."We're now so close I can feel the electricity coming off of his body. He grunts, emitting sparks from his mouth. I look deep into his eyes, which are curious, but full of nervousness. I slowly reach my hand out. He growls, showing teeth. I stop."It's okay," I tell him, this time reaching my hand further. I keep eye contact, making sure he knows I won't hurt him. My hand flattens on the space between his nostrils. I feel his breath. He looks at me, and I take my hand away. I smile. He huffs sparks, turns around, and flies away, all before I can say anything else.I'm in awe. "Wow", I say out loud. That was truly amazing.
Since that day, I knew what I was meant to do. I knew I had a gift. I loved dragons, and vowed to protect them with my life.