News quickly spread over Berk about Hiccup and Astrid's disappearance. Stoick The Vast had his troops search day after day, year after year, until the years simply went by too far, and he was forced to give up, and believe his son had died, along with the fierce viking warrior he had somehow made amends with.
The village of Berk went into a state of depression, until the twelfth year, when everything changed…..
Dragons poured all over Berk, attacking the Sheep and Yak pens easily, swiping the food and flying off.
"Attack!" Gobber began, raging forward. About half the village raced from their homes, changing at the dragons, that snarled at the upcoming danger. Rattling cried of Vikings and Dragons alike were heard in all nearby directions, and Stoick the Vast stood by, eyeing the dark scene before him.
His eyes narrowed as an inner fire blazed. A Zippleback rounded the corner and shot towards him, the fire twisting dangerously. Stoick whipped around and without remorse gribbed the dragon in a tight lock hold, tossing it over to a Nadder, knocking them both away from an unidentified villager.
"Stupid dragons…I'll kill you all one day." His eyes flashed when a shadow of a Night Fury flew by with an only imaginable speed, releasing a high pitch scream, that all knew meant danger.
"Night Fury! Get down!" the warning caused those working catapults and other weaponry to duck, just in time to escape a violet blast that smashed against a single catapult, blowing the contraption into ashen parts. The reptilian then fled like it wasn't even there, giving other dragons time to pour in, overpowering the Vikings in their moment of weakness and surprise.
They clammered into their homes while the dragons swooped and dived. After a select few minutes of terror everything cleared and the Vikings walked out, their faces filled with worry for their birth home. But to their surprise a dark cloud formed overhead, and a shrill cry was heard. Stoick's pupils filled with confusion, sticking to a white speck out in front.
"Ahhh!" A girls voice echoed, and a nearly camouflaged dragon plummeted out of the sky heading towards the beach below the village, obviously hurt.
Stoick gave Gobber a knowing look. Both then began their descent, nails scraping against the rocky side. When they reached the bottom they froze, spotting saw a snowy white Skrill surrounding something that couldn't be made out from their angle.
Astrid's mother and father followed from out of the bushes, obviously startled by what had just happened. They gaped at the picture before them.
"What happened here?" Ingrid swiftly ventured, then struck and hand up to cover her scream of pure terror when the Skrill shifted, revealing a teenage girl who was barely breathing, smoke curling off her abdominally tiny form.
Her eyes fluttered open to reveal them to be icy blue, and her hair was an auburn brown with scorch marks all over. Stoick slowly approached the girl, only to bound back by a shock of electricity. His head shirfted to the dragon, and with a start watched as sparks shot off the dragon's body, and it was hissing, aggravated. His eyes blackened as he glared back, testing his nature.
"Grab the dragon." By then most of Berk had succumbed to their curiosity and had come down, bur nevertheless they obliged, all attacking the snarling reptile. Lightning came seemingly out of nowhere and struck the ground, sporting the Vikings to push back.
But the dragon was quickly overpowered when Gobber came from behind, hitting the beast with his hammer. The Skrill instantly slumped down, breathing heavily as its anger continued even while unconscious.
"No!" Ingrid looked over to find the teenage girl sitting upright, pain and hurt written over her expression. But it lasted mere seconds, before her eyes rolled to the back of her head and she fainted.
Ingrid quickly left her husband's side and ran over, plucking up the girl and bringing her over to the healer, who hurryingly stumbled off, the girl tucked safely in her frail arms. The Vikings then lifted the dragon and put it in a mobile cage, which had been hidden in a cave nearby.
"Do you think she's going to be alright Stoick? She looked badly burned. Also, did you see how the dragon protected her? It was like it wanted to see her away from any of us her at all costs." Gobber looked over at Stoick, and was surprised to see the Chief staring at the ground, his eyes dark and full of hatred. He quickly spun up and pinned Gobber up against a tree with a sword.
"Don't ever speak of those devils again!" He roared at the Blacksmith, and Gobber, scared out of his whits, shook his head quickly and ran off, afraid of what the Chief would start next.
The young girl slowly opened her eyes, and scanned the room around her. All she could remember was falling off her dragon and then everything was black and hazy. She tried to get up, but fell back down when a sharp pain stabbed at her back.
Black spots filled the corners of her eyes, and she almost lost consciousness, but then the spots faded and she looked up to see the Village Healer, Gothi.
Or what she assumed, from what she had heard from her parents.
Gothi's eyes were filled with worry and concern. The girl watched silently as the older woman's cane scratched the ground, and her emotions only whirled more as the symbols seemed to represent words.
'Stay down, child. You need your rest. You had a nasty fall. Here, drink this, It'll help with the pain.' Gothi held out a spoon filled with a sickly green liquid. The girl hesitated, then took the spoon and drank what she believed to be medicine. The pain instantly subsided, and she sighed. She then looked at the Healer, confused.
"Who are you?" Were the only harsh words that came out of her dry mouth. She instantly closed it, regretting what she had just asked. But to her surprise, the old woman just smiled warmly.
'I…am Gothi, The Village Healer. You're here because you had a terrible fall from high in the air and have very bad scorch and burn marks. But the real question is, who are you, my dear?' The girl looked back and fourth nervously, then answered hesitantly.
"I'm Amethyst." An awkward silence followed. "Hello." Amethyst slowly reached to her spiked skirt and pulled out a brown ribbon, hidden inside a stitched pocket. She then put her auburn hair in a careful braid and tied it at the end, pulling on it to make sure it was secure. When she put her hands down, Gothi was looking at her with a shocked expression.
"What?" Amethyst was becoming nervous now. Her eyes darted from side to side, and her fingers fiddled. Now Gothi noticed that she was wearing a brown vest with a green undershirt.
Her eyes widened even more, and her mouth went slightly agape. Then she quickly closed it and shook her head.
'Oh, nothing. You just remind me of a boy and girl who lived here a while ago. They left twelve years ago…but let's not talk about that! This is just about you getting better.' Gothi slowly put her hand on Amethyst's head and pushed her down so she was now laying stiffly on the bed.
"Wait." Amethyst instantly shot up, her eyes now fully alert.
"Where's ThunderWhite? Is she hurt? Can I see her!?" She was now looking around wildly, her eyes filled with fear. Gothi held her down as she tried to get up. This stayed that way for a couple of minutes before Amethyst calmed down and laid back.
More scratches. 'Who is this ThunderWhite you speak of, Amethyst?' Gothi asked the girl, who only answered with a shake of her head, refusing to answer the secret she knew not to tell.
'That is fine, you do not have to tell me. Now rest, you have a big day tomorrow. Everyone in the village has been worried sick about you. Last they saw you, you were being carried away by the Healers! Goodnight, Amethyst.' Gothi closed the curtains and the room went dark. Amethyst looked around, trying to calm herself.
After a couple of minutes of looking at the ceiling, she turned to her side. Gradually, she started to lose consciousness, and drifted off into sleep.
Well, this is bound to either go well or bad for our newly introduced Amethyst...Oh, come on! You really didn't think I would make this a happy welcome to the random girl on a Skrill, right?
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