Chapter 2
I could hear a sound. So I wasn't dead. I had just lost consciousness for a while
It was a rasping, repetitive sound, and there was a pattern to it.
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I could feel the pressure from the net gradually loosening with every 'snap'.
I opened my eyes again.
The human was kneeling over me, cutting the net.
His weapon was on the floor to his side.
He was releasing me.
He cut the last rope, and I rapidly stood up, stretch my wings, and turned to the human, ready to kill him.
He was lying on the floor, having fallen back when I stood up, and looked terrified. I could smell the fear radiating from him.
I growled in his face, and was about to tear his throat out when I remembered he had just saved my life.
His breathing was now coming in small gasps.
I screamed at him, to make sure he wouldn't bother me again, and turned and bounded away.
I tried to jump into the air, but for some reason I fell to the side, hitting a wall.
I dropped back to the ground and carried on running, just trying to get away.
Suddenly, I was flying – no, falling! I flapped hard, and slowed, but I was not balanced and could not go back up.
I landed hard on stony, unforgiving ground. I stopped and looked around.
I was in some kind of hole in the ground, in the place where the bottom of a human home had once been.
The sides of the hole – which was more of a large pit – were steep, some overhanging.
I flapped hard, but could not get into the air. I didn't know why. I was too worried about getting away from the human settlement.
So I tried to climb the sides instead, but my claws would not dig into the hard stone, and I slid back down again.
I tried again. Same result. So I tried another time.
And again. And again. And again. And again.
Eventually I was too exhausted to continue, so I curled up and slept.
When I woke up, it was still day, but the shadows were longer, and pointing the other way, so it must be morning. I had slept through a whole day and night.
I lifted my head and took in my surroundings properly. There were huge smooth slabs of rock, all steeply sloping or overhanging, that made up the walls of the pit, which was about five times my height.
It was not climbable, and I could not fly.
I noticed a huge puddle, and went over to drink. The water tasted better than it looked, and there were a few frogs on the other side of it.
My stomach chose this moment to rumble, and I eyed the frogs.
Dragons normally only eat fish, with a few exceptions, and I would usually not consider frogs as food.
But this was not a normal situation. Any situation where I could not fly was not normal.
They began hopping away when they saw me, so I lunged forward and tried to snap them up – but they wriggled into a crevice in the wall before I could catch them.
The unfairness of the situation overwhelmed me, and fired several blasts at the wall in frustration.
I tried climbing the walls again, but with no more success than before.
Then I smelt Human. The one from before, who had injured me with a net, freed me, and got me stuck in this pit, where I would die.
He was peering over the edge at me, so I waited for him to look away, and then slipped into the shadows at the edge of the pit.
He climbed down, able to grip the rock much better than I could, even though I had claws and he didn't. Maybe it was because he was lighter.
He reached the floor, and took something off his back and put it on the floor. I could smell fish coming from it.
He moved his hand around the edge of the object, and it made a rasping zzzzzzzzzzzztt sound. I couldn't see what he was doing very clearly from where I was.
The thing opened, and the smell of fish intensified.
He took a fish out and put it on the ground, along with a few other kinds of meat, and some plants.
I crept round to his side, and stepped out of the shadows, moving slowly so as not to scare him too much – not that I cared of course.
He saw me, and backed away, looking very nervous, so I retreated too.
He stepped back to the food, and crouched down, looking at me a lot.
He picked up the fish, and the plants, and held them out to me.
"I don't know what dragons eat, so..."
I moved closer, my stomach demanding that I eat the fish he was holding.
His breathing quickened, but he stayed where he was.
I opened my mouth, ready to grab the fish, but hesitated as instincts battled.
I needed food.
He was a Human.
"Toothless? I could have sworn you had -"
My stomach won, and I extended my teeth, lunged forward, grabbed the fish and swallowed it whole.
"...teeth."
He was clutching his hand to his chest, looking quite nervous.
An idea occurred to me.
At the moment, he was my only source of food. If I stopped scaring him, he might come back with more.
No no no no no no nonononono NO! He's a Human!
But you need food.
I walked towards him, and he backed away, until he fell over a stone and ended up sitting against the wall.
"I... I don't have any more!"
Oh. I was still hungry.
But maybe, just maybe, if I was nice to him, he would help me.
You don't need help. You're a Night Fury.
You do need help.
I brought some of the fish back up, and dropped it on his lap, and sat back, waiting to see his reaction.
He looked at the fish, and then at me.
I looked at the fish, and then at him, trying to say he could eat it, seeing as he couldn't understand my speech.
He took a bite, but did not swallow.
Maybe he knew I was hungry and didn't want to eat my food?
Eventually, with some hints, he swallowed, but pushed the rest of the fish towards me.
I was more than happy to eat it. Again.
Hope you enjoyed.
This fic will eventually cover the first movie, dragon riders of berk/defenders of berk, Race to the Edge and the seond movie. I know there will amost certainly be a third movie, but as it hasn't happened yet, I can't promise anything. Updates will be sporadic and slow. Sorry.