AN: So anyone who decided to reread this, I redid chapter 2. The first 4 chaps of this story needed some TLC badly. So this is the same thing just way better and in 1st person rather than flipping in and out. For all those who just got here… welcome, I hope to see you all till the end.
I could feel my heart beating a thousand times a second. What am I going to do in a situation like this? I can't kill him, not after what I experienced with the nightmare. Before any other thought could form said night fury began to move and let out a groan.
Letting out a short yelp I pushed myself back behind the ridge and peeked back over with minimal body showing. He started to struggle against the bolas for several seconds before letting out a frustrated roar "Curse these vile vines!" It said with a feminine voice proving my previous assumption it was a male wrong.
She struggled for a little longer as I morally conflicted with myself. I couldn't just leave her here, not after what I seen before. But the alternative was potentially being mauled or roasted alive. For several seconds all I did was sit there taking occasional looks at the night fury before coming to a conclusion.
Taking a long deep breath I stood up putting myself in the open. The night fury didn't notice me for a few seconds but once she did she redoubled her efforts to break the bola. Realizing it wasn't going to work she let out a low growl from her half constrained maw "Stay back viking!" She snarled causing me to jump back a bit. Swallowing the spit that pooled in the back of my mouth I took another step forward.
"I'm not here to hurt you." I said taking another step only to get another sharp growl.
"Lies, all lies." She growled out trying to lunge at me. I flinch backwards for a second giving the night fury slight satisfaction. Gulping I tried again.
"I'm not like the rest of them." I tried again now within a distance to touch her. Those acidic green eyes almost pierced my very soul as they looked me over. Her eyes narrowed as her struggling slowed to a stop. I watched the conflict in her eyes for the next half minute until she gave a short nod. I let out a sigh of relief before pulling out my dagger.
Not a wise choice as she started growling again accusing me of lying and struggling. I quickly dropped the dagger and lifted my hands out of both fear and surprise. Realizing my mistake I had to defuse the situation quickly.
"N-no I… I.. need this to cut off the ropes. I can't do it without it." I said not able to control the breaking of my voice.
"You better not try anything funny Viking." She said spitting out the viking part. With shaky hands I lifted the dagger back of of the ground gingerly showing her my every move. Slowly I lifted the blade to a rope coving one of her wings.
It all went so fast I didn't have any time to comprehend it all. Once the last rope was cut the only thing I did have time to comprehend was the sharp pain in the back of my head, the blurry black mass in front of me, and a pressure around my throat.
After a second my vision focused enough to see a VERY angry Night Fury staring at me with here eyes in slits so narrow it rivaled the edge of a paper. I could feel a sticky warm feeling on the back of my head begin to flow down to the back of my neck.
"I should kill you just for trapping me." She snarled tightening her grip on my throat causing me to shift by back up the rock I was up against just to breath.
"Then kill me, it's not like I'll be missed. It'll be better for everyone." I whispered out in a saddened voice. She blinked a few timed and her grip loosened a bit. I felt a surge of anger flow through me as she stared at me before shouting at her "COME ON KILL ME!" She flinched back startled. Realizing she wasn't going to do anything I went limp out of defeat.
"Why do you want to die?" She asked cocking her head to the side.
"Why do you care… nobody else does." I growled back in a half shout. Her paw quickly left my neck and her eyes became the size of dinner plates.
"You… understood me?" She asked staring at me with her mouth slightly open. I blinked a couple of times pushing some of my emotions to the side.
"I've been talking to you this entire time." I said sliding down the rock into a partial fetal position grabbing onto my knees and tucking them into my chest.
"I… didn't think you understood me." She said before sitting back on her haunches with silence following for several seconds. She let out a nervous cough before speaking up again "So why um… do you want to um…" She trailed off a bit into a ramble.
"Die?" I said cutting her off. She flinched as the word left my mouth but nodded slowly not making eye contact with me. The wave of emotions I tried to push to the side came crashing back into be with more force than before as I stood up.
"You wanna know why?" I said now standing at my full height and feeling the anger of my past rushing in stronger than the ocean tide "I hate life and the fact I exist in it. All life is, is a way for others to exploit you and hurt you for their own gains. It's just a big game of who you can have control over and crush under your boot." I said clutching my hands in fists before letting out a short yell and hitting the side of the nearest tree.
"You can't hate everything in life… there's something you have got to look forward to in life isn't there?" She said almost in a comforting way. I shook my head before spinning around towards her.
"You haven't walked in my shoes. I'm beaten and ridiculed on a daily basis by anyone and almost everyone. My own father looks at me like the stuff you peel off of your boot before entering the house. Oh, and if something, ANYTHING goes wrong guess who gets to take the blame… me. So you know what yes, I want to die. Anything but this has to be better than what life can offer me." I said getting progressively louder as I went further on ending in a near shout with tears pouring down my face and falling to my knees putting my head in my hands.
"I… I think I'll just leave then." She said before running a little distance before sneaking one last glance at me before disappearing into the foliage. I just sat there on my knees staring at the ground in shame. That dragon was nicer than any other person that I have encountered in a long time. It only lasted a mere few seconds, and I pushed her away.
"I really am useless, a screw up… a hiccup to everyone." I whispered to myself before looking up to the sky "WHY!?" I shouted before curling up on the ground sniffling and passing out from the overwhelming amount of emotions flowing through me.
Hours must have passed since my dirt nap as it was now night time. I slowly got up before trying to pat off the dirt that accumulated on me. Some of it sticked to me because of a light dew that formed on my arms and legs. Once I got as much off of me I could I turned in the direction I came and began to slowly make my way home.
As I was walking my head lowered in shame. Nothing I said should have been said… especially to someone I didn't even know, a dragon nonetheless. Not able to keep my thoughts in order I simply just payed excessive attention to the ground I was walking on. The grass, the roots, anything that would take my mind off of the day.
The trip home was quick and uneventful, thankfully. I made my way to the back door and gently pushed it open not wanting to alert my father of my presence of getting back. He wasn't anywhere in sight so I pushed open the door and closed it as softly as you could close it.
Slowly my feet brought me to the main living room. Dad was poking at the fire rather intensely. Not wanting to talk I snuck by at a good speed while still staying quiet. I only made it to the sixth step as I heard my name be called
"Hiccup…" Letting out sigh of defeat I moved back down the stairs at a quarter of the speed of when I was going up. I only made it halfway down when he met me halfway. He was fidgeting as he spoke throwing me off a little, dad never fidgeted.
"So um Hiccup… what is it you've wanted to do for years?" He asked at a speed that I only barely just understood. I shook my head not understanding where this is going. He coughed for a second before standing up straighter.
"You get your wish, I'm putting you in dragon training." My eyes almost bulged out of my head at that very second. For years that's all I'd ever wanted and now that I know something isn't right with the dragons… he decides to.
"Uh you see dad I um… I was thinking that maybe we had enough dragon fighting vikings? Maybe have more blacksmiths or cooks or something?" I said getting quieter with every suggestion. His eyes narrowed on me.
"What are you saying?" He asked now putting me on the spot. I took a deep breath.
"I-I don't want to be in dragon training." I said nervously wondering how he'd react. He just laughed.
"Of course you do, you always have." He said with a hearty chuckle.
"Dad please I'm serious… I don't… can't do this." I exclaimed trying to make him understand. His chuckle turned into a frown.
"You're going in dragon training Hiccup whether you want to or not." He stated sternly. I was about to immediately start to argue until he put up his hand to silence me and continued.
"Hiccup… I need this as much as you do. I can't lose you too. I couldn't save your mother all those years ago but you... I can at least try to keep you safe." He said looking me in the eyes. My brain was already fried from the days activities but this one was especially potent. I didn't even think knew I existed except for the times I'm scolded.
"I-I know I'm not the best father…. Probably the worst but… I still want you to be safe. I don't expect you to be on the top of your class, just enough so you can at least stay alive." Never in all of my life have I seen him like this. My head was nodding before my thoughts could tell my head to do so. He let out a small smile before it was replaced with a serious expression once more.
"We're going for the nest once more. Before the ice sets in." He said with a strong voice. I nodded my head solemnly knowing the outcomes of the hunts, bad. He brightened up again as he pulled out an axe and handed it to me.
"This is Berk, with this you can defend her and those who live on her. Give it your best." He said patting my shoulder. He grabbed his hammer off of the table and said goodbye before leaving for the nest.
I dropped the axe on the edge of the staircase and turned around going up them slowly. Numbly my boots came off along with my vest before I got in bed. I couldn't help but mull over the thoughts that plagued my mind.
"What's happening to my life?"
AN: I also plan on doing chapters 3 and 4, still thinking about 5.
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