Author notes:
1)English is my second language. Forgive me for any mistake.
2)I don't own How to Train your dragon, obviously.
3)I only own the plot for this story and the eventual OCs
4)Dragon language is going to be written "like this"
5)Thanks marstoearth, Takira S., Loti-miko, Darkdagers, Alana-kittychan and MuzaiandYuuzai for your reviews. They made me really happy. I hope you'll enjoy this chapter as well.
Seven years passed by after Stoic's son, Hiccup, was born. The kid grew up to be quite skinny and for some reason really shy. He was nothing like the other boys of his age.
While they liked to swing wooden-made weapons, slay imaginary dragons watch the teens train with real dragons in the arena to learn some moves and so on. Hiccup, though, was more interested in reading and create knew things.
He also started to want to learn how to cook and even his father had to admit that his boy had some talent in this area, but this didn't mean he approved his boy's choices of 'fun things'.
The parent saw that as a humiliation for a boy to do a housewife work. He tried several times to make his son play with the other kids. Stoic knew the parents of some kids and tried to introduce Hiccup to new people.
The seven-year old boy didn't need to know more people. He already knew the kids his father tried make him befriend with. They all made fun of him and only were nice with him when Stoic was looking. The worse of them was Snotface Snotlout. He was the self proclaimed leader of that little group of kids. The other members were the twins Ruffnut and Tuffnut, Fishlegs and Astrid.
Hiccup had to admit he found Astrid cute and wanted to talk more with her. But just like Snotlout, she wasn't in talking with such a weakling. She even pushed him one time, which made him lose his balance and fall on the ground. All the other kids started to laugh at him. He went back home and cried. He was glad that his father wasn't there at the time. If he were, he would tell him his whole speech of 'boys don't cry' again.
Hiccup also didn't like going to the arena. He avoided that place at all costs. He had seen a few dragons that tried to flee before and even being at a safe distance, they seemed very scary for the kid and he decided to avoid them at all costs. However, his father had other plans.
Stoic was aware that his son was afraid of dragons, but he wanted to show Hiccup that there was nothing to fear. He wanted to teach his son that the humans could fight against those creatures by themselves.
The man took the boy to one of the trainings in the arena. The father watched the scene from above and his son was right next to him. Seeing his son tremble as he saw the green five feet tall dragon with spikes on its head and tail known as Deadly Nadder Stoic said: "Don't worry about them, my son. It's not the first time they battle with that kind of dragon. They'll succeed in defeating that vile beast."
Stoic's best friend Gobber the Belch had to stay home to recover from the left leg surgery he was forced to have. A dragon had almost completely destroyed it and it had to be removed. This only fueled Stoic's anger towards dragons even more and that's why he wanted to make his son stronger. After all, Gobber was very good fighter and he still got hurt that bad. The Viking leader didn't even want to imagine what would happen to his son if he didn't get stronger.
But the boy felt little security in that metal cage above the arena to prevent the dragon to come out. He decided to please his father and watch the battle. After all, all other kids were there and they seemed quite excited in watching it. He knew that he was the only one afraid of it. He didn't like to be so different from the others. He often overheard his father talking with the other adults trying to cover up Hiccups lack of self confidence. He wanted to make his father proud, so that moment he decided to stop trying to make him proud with the things he liked and start doing things he father considered good even if the boy didn't like it. So he watched the battle trying to see if he could learn anything from the teenagers in the arena.
There were five teens in the arena fighting the dragon. Their main goal was to subdue it. They were all fifteen-year-old boys and they had a quite good teamwork. Their names were Agmundr, Beigan, Faksi, Otkell and Ragni[1].
They were considered the top hunters of their generation. Beigan was also Astrid's older brother. She was also there rooting for him.
The boys decided to give the crowed a show they would never forget. They scattered all around the dragon, which didn't know who to aim his fire breathes anymore. It decided to lock on Faksi, who was a black haired boy, and used his fire breath on him. The teen quickly used his shield to protect himself against the attack. The others used that opportunity to throw a huge net over the dragon.
It got really angry and while the four boys tried to hold it under the net, Faksi traded places with Agmundr, who was a red-haired boy. He was the biggest and strongest of the team.
Agmundr then used his hammer to give a very hard hit on the dragon's head, making him very dizzy. The impact made some blood come from the wounded area. The crowed roared excited seeing their teamwork and how they were beating that dragon up.
"Please, stop! Don't hurt me anymore! Just let me go! I promise I'll never come back! I beg of you!" Hiccup could hear someone saying in the arena. But he didn't know who was yelling that.
The kid looked around and nobody seemed to care about that plea for help. He was very confused and he felt his heart aching for some reason. He looked back at the arena and he could notice, this time, the dragon's mouth opening and saying: "Pleaseā¦No more!" and as Agmundr raised his hammer once more to hit him again, the dragon yelled: "PLEASE DON'T!" but no one could understand what he was saying anyway. For everyone else the dragon was just roaring.
Only Hiccup noticed that and he yelled: "NO!" this startled his father and some other people nearby who looked at the boy baffled at his reaction. But the teens in the arena didn't hear his plead. Agmundr continuously hit the dragon until it lost its conscience leaving a bloody mess on his hammer.
Hiccup grabbed his heart. It was now feeling like it was on fire. The pain was so strong that the boy fell unconscious right there.
End of chapter 2
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More author notes:
[1]Just to make something clear: I actually looked for old Norse names for men. I was surprised and glad I could find a website with this information.
