Watching Over Us
Hey guys, really hope you like this rewrite. the old one just didn't work for me... Also, Casey has been changed to Onyx as it fits her better really.
Chapter 1 - Fight
Well, this wasn't the best way to spend your sixteenth birthday - want a cake, you get a knuckle sandwich. Presents? Too bad, instead a load of arrows and catapults come your way. Party? Don't even bother, more like a major punch-up. And guests?
Berserkers. Lots and LOTS of Berserkers. Lucky us.
I steer Toothless around as he releases a plasma blast, which makes short work of a Berserker catapult. I have to admit, this really wasn't on my birthday wishlist. But hey, can't say it isn't exciting, right? I'm optimistic like that.
Toothless is finished with the catapult, and I steer him around with an encouraging pat as we head towards the line of ships waiting to invade Berk...
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To be honest, this wasn't first on my wishlist. I mean, my 1,201st birthday and I have to spend it chasing down a bunch of Berserker low-lifes? Just kill me now. I beat my wings furiously to pick up the pace. I'd teleport, but I'm not too great with long distances. Last time, I got to my destination, and was just heading to where I wanted to be when I had go go back for my right arm, which I somehow misplaced along the way...
Convenient, right? Right?
Wrong. I mean, I get it's my duty and all, but can't they give a girl a break? Oh, well, better stop griping and start flapping. Stupid wings. Stupid teleportation. Stupid rain. Especially the rain. Who want wet wings? Then again, maybe I'll get to clang a couple of skulls together when I find this stupid battle. That's something to brighten up my day. I'm nice like that.
Oh good, I'm nearly there. Don't get me wrong, I'm fond of this Hiccup kid, but he had to choose today, didn't he? But I suppose it isn't fair to say that - it's his birthday too. And even though our birthdays are on a leap year, (Nobody bothers with them anyway, I just celebrate on the twenty-eighth of February when it isn't a leap year)I have technically had a lot more birthdays than him.
So I should get on with saving their dumb asses.
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Suddenly, as we're about to take out the ships, I suddenly hear dad screaming at me to dodge something. I look around just in time to see the bola tangling around me and Toothless, rendering us helpless. I let out a yelp of panic, and Toothless gives a screech as we plummet to earth. Oh, and right in front of Dagur the Deranged...
Such a lovely guy.
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I'm close now, skimming low over the water so I'm not seen. I'm saving my invisibility spell for whn I need it most. I take a shortcut through the sea stack maze, which conceals me from view as I swiftly manouver the maze with relative ease. Some say my speed rivals that of the Night Fury, but to be honest I can't be sure. I'm slower with wet wings, which is why it took so long to get here.
Suddenly I hear a yelp and a screech, a screech that could only come from Toothless. Great, the idiots got captured now?!
I fly over just in time to see Dagur the Deranged bringing a sword down upon the pair. According to my calculations, it's about to cleave Hiccup's skull in two. The riders are being held back by the Berserker fleet, some brought down by bolas and some fighting the soldiers off of those caught.
Nobody's noticed. I should do something...
Nah. Onyx, do you want a split skull for your birthday? Cause that's what you're getting if you try that plan.
Shut up, I need to help him.
No you don't. Just leave it, tell the others you couldn't do them it was a mistake. Somebody's sword slipped.
And make them scorn me more than they already do?! Not likely. And it isn't about my reputation anyway. It's about saving Hiccup.
It doesn't have to be...
Shut up!
I fly towards Dagur like a feathery torpedo, spinning in my best corkscrew manouver and sending him flying, the blade plummeting into the sea, never to be seen again. I give a triumphant laugh... Until I realise I forgot to use the invisibility spell, and turn to see Hiccup, and now everybody else, staring at me like I'm a Bewilderbeast in a baseball cap juggling codfish.
Oops.
