Chapter 2: Becoming a leader.
Seventeen years later. Takes place during the events of the dragon flower episode.
" This is so unfair!" A teenaged girl shouts at her father. " I can't believe you are doing this to me!"
" Kyra. I know you want to play adventurer with your friends but your time has come to learn on finding your role for the village. It also means you can't go off on voyages anymore." Her father tells her sternly.
She glares at him with her green eyes as she sits down at the table. She has certainly grown into quite the woman. She's not skinny like some of the girls in this village but she isn't fat. She's a little broad shouldered with curves and is solid with muscle. The white blonde streak sticks out in her dark red hair that is braided to the side and falls over her right shoulder and out of her face. Her eyes are like emeralds. Beautiful and cold to look at. Especially when she gives people her infamous stare that could see right through your soul.
" I'm not ready for this dad. I just want to explore and meet new people. I don't want to be tied down like some yak on a farm." She said stubbornly.
" Believe young one. I was too rebellious and not wanting to take on some much responsibility. But eventually, it will come and you need to develop yours soon anyway. Being a woman chief is unheard of in these parts, so you must find something to do with yourself. Well except for the Bog Burglars of course."
" Well Big Boobied Bertha knows how to swing those weights around. If you know what I'm saying." Kyra says jokingly.
Hammond groans at Kyra. He wishes she would cut the dry humor. But she has been doing that ever since she could talk.
" This is not joking matter. Being a woman is hard Kyra. Many islands would see you as nothing more than a vessel. You have to stand your ground and do whatever it takes to earn the respect for this village. You already succeeded that with those yearly games." He chuckled.
Kyra smirks at her father remembering all of those good times. Many of the boys lost to her especially when it came to the hand to hand combat contest.
" What's going down there?" Her mother came down.
" Nothing much. Just having a conversation with our daughter." He said.
" I take it that it's not going too well?" She assumes.
" Not really." He admits.
" Mum. I really don't think it's time for me yet." She says.
" You are going to be important to this village one day Kyra. Important to your people. Shivering Shore is counting on you." Her mother said as she sats down next to her daughter.
" Strange is it that I'm not going to be Chief, but Bruister is." She says. " He's not a chief. He's a guy with more ego than a caring heart."
" I know Kyra. You are a chief by heart and the village knows it. Change is what we need my dear. You should be that change. Believe me we don't need some half brain and all ego kind of chief. A real chief needs to put their people before themselves and it is hard being unselfish. But I can't change the ways of the people here. Not only you're a daughter. You are adopted as well and that's really in your corner." Her father said.
" I know." She said. Even though she doesn't like to admit but her father is right. She's adopted. She can't be a chief if she doesn't have blood ties to her father. She really wants to make him proud, but how can she if she has no claim to the chief's position.
Stoick packs up the sword that he has just paid for for Hammond before his trip to Shivering Shores. It has been quite a long time since he has been there and he can't wait to get there soon.
" Dad. Are you sure you want to leave me in charge while you're gone?" His fifteen year old son, Hiccup, asked nervously.
" It's only for a couple of days Hiccup. I need to renew the alliance contract with the chief of Shivering Shores." He explains. It's actually true that the renewal is actually needed. But he's more focused on seeing Kyra more than anything.
He wonders everyday what she looked like. He kinda hopes that she doesn't look like Fishlegs in pigtails, but he would still would love her either way. He justs hopes that he will be able to keep himself together during his visit.
" I best be off. Do not let Snotlout or the twins out of your sight under any circumstances. I'll see in a couple of days." He tells his son before he mounts Thornado and flies off towards the island of Shivering Shores.
" Come on Bayard!" Kyra shouts for her friend to catch up as they head towards the town square of the village.
Shivering Shores isn't named that for nothing. Their village is primarily fishing town and the town is just off of a beach that is always constantly under cloudy skills with the threat of rain. The village is used to it though. It's more common for them to see rain than really sunlight.
Today they heard that the Chief of Berk is coming on a dragon. A dragon! This is unheard of. No one has ever seen dragon before in their life that has been tamed. That is what Kyra is excited about.
Bayard finally catches to his friend as his cloak is splattered in mud from the recent rainfall.
" Thanks for nothing." He signed with his hands feeling very annoyed.
She says back, " No problem." with a smile on her face.
Bayard is a nice guy with black hair and brown eyes. The only downside is that he can't talk and has to use sign language and book of paper to communicate. Many people ignore him or talk down on him but Krya never does it. She's the only person in his life besides his parents that actually understands sign language.
" Just think. Seeing a man riding a dragon. That would be a sight to see." She says excitedly. It was then they heard a dragon's roar. Not just any roar. A Thunderdrum's.
Everyone in the whole gasp as a great big blue thunderdrum fly over the town majestically with a large red hair man riding on top of it in a proud like manner like thor himself.
People surround him as soon as he lands in a clearing him.
" He sure has a way with people." Bayard signs to Kyra.
" He sure does. Luckily my father and I will be hosting him tonight, so I should be able to ask him my questions." She tells her friend.
The two of them then see her father march forward towards the crowd to meet his fellow chief. People see this and clear away a path for their chief.
Stoick looks at his ally and brings out the sword to the chief as a gift. He knows that the last time a man didn't bring him a gift left without his head. Even though that might just be nothing more than some rumor.
Hammond takes the sword and looks very impressed at the sword. Though it's a kind gesture, he feels that Stoick does not need to bring him a gift. Not after what he had given him a long time ago.
" Welcome to Shivering Shores. Stoick the Vast." He tells him.
" I am glad to be here." Stoick said looking straight at the his fellow chief. Even though he wants to search the crowd for his firstborn.
Kyra chops up the remaining vegetables for the yak stew she is making with her mother. Although she wants to be a part of the meeting with this chief. She has so many questions to ask and so many answers she crave.
" You need to be patient my dear. They have business to tend to." Her mother said.
" I know. But come on. I should be involved if I am to be chief one day." Kyra complained as she stirs the stew simmering over the fire.
" And it will come in due time. Now you should go upstairs and change into something a little less damp." She advises her daughter.
" It's Shivering Shores. Everything is damp." Kyra said before the door opens as the two men entered.
Kyra gets a good look at this Chief and that is has red hair like her as well as the cold green eyes. But man is he huge. Bigger than her father even and her father is no sprite. He looks directly at her in a strange manner. Like he's contemplating his actions.
" Something does smell good." He father beamed as the man continues to stare at Kyra. It's making her uncomfortable.
" Well let's eat!" Her mother said as she just finished setting up the table.
Dinner throughout is awkward for some reason as her parents keep looking at their daughter and the guest back and forth. Meanwhile the guest is looking at Kyra. She doesn't like this atmosphere at all.
" So umm…. your dragon? How did you train it?" She tries to start a conversation.
" Oh! Umm….yes. My son helped me train him. He's actually the one who found out that the beasts aren't that bad." He said.
" How old is he?" She asked.
" Fifteen. He's a lot like his mother. Gods bless her." He said wanting nothing more than to tell her he's her real father. But she's not ready to handle this yet. It's not time yet.
" I'm sorry for your loss." She said feeling genuinely bad for him.
" She was a wonderful woman." He says.
Stoick looks at his daughter and sees so much of wife in her as well. She may have his hair and strong built, but she has her delicate facial feature and kind nature. It was like he was seeing a bit of his wife again as much as he sees her in Hiccup.
" I should go. I promised Bayard that I help him with something." She said as she stood up from the table to leave.
Stoick's heart almost breaks again as he watches her leave the house. He already missed so much of her life. He wasn't ready at all to miss more of it. Even though she is not his daughter anymore.
Hammond and his wife could sense his pain, but both of them know that it can't be undone.
Kyra groans as she rises from her bed. It's early in the morning but she can't see herself going back to sleep. Especially since she knows that there is a dragon outside of her house.
She quickly gets dress in her usual dark green apron dress over a black long sleeve shirt.
She sneaks out the door and goes around to find where the dragon is sleeping at.
She takes in the dragon's presence. She can't help but be in awe of it. The idea of a man riding a dragon is unheard of, but then again so is woman being a leader. Things will change and they will change for the better.
" You seem to be up bright and early." She hears a voice and she gasps to find herself in the presence of Stoick.
" I'm sorry. I was a bit curious. That's all." She swore and he chuckles in response.
" Well curiosity does create quite the start." He said. " How do you think my son managed to do the impossible."
" You must be proud of him. It's a good thing you have a heir with the reputation he has." Kyra said.
Stoick then looks suddenly a bit sad after what she said.
" I'm sorry did I offend you?" She asked.
" No you didn't." He said as he grasped her shoulder. " I want you to know that you shouldn't let anything stand in your way. Being a chief means you have to have guts like nobody's business. You have to do whatever it takes to protect your own. Even if it involves making some hard decisions."
" I understand sir but I'm no chief. I'm just the daughter to one." She said feeling sincere but very questionable at this chief. He just seems a bit too… close for his own good. Not in a bad way. It's just awkward.
" Just because you aren't going to be chief doesn't mean you're not going to be a leader. You have a natural ability for it. I can feel it." He tells her.
" Really?" Kyra says in surprise. She didn't think that Stoick could be this respectful to her. Usually chiefs just don't take her that seriously.
" I do." He said before getting a sack near his dragon out. " I got you something too. As symbol of you becoming chief in a few years."
He then pulls out of what it appears to be a large scaled egg. Which raise an eyebrow with Kyra.
" What is that?" She asked.
" It's a Deadly Nadder's egg. It will hatch in few months. I also have a copy of notes that you can use if you wish to train it. I talked to your father. He has given you his blessing to train it." Stoick said handing her a book before he sets the egg down.
Kyra looks at it in shock. She's been given a chance to train a dragon of her own. She doesn't know what to say about that.
" Th-Thank you." She stammers.
" It's my pleasure Kyra." He smiles. " Hopefully your dragon will be as strong as you soon. I wish you the best of luck."
All she could do is bow to him slightly as he gets on his dragon and they take off. Leaving her with a whole new set of responsibilities. Literally on the spot when she learned the hard way what happens when a dragon full of uncooked mutton flies in circles. She just thanked her lucky stars that she wasn't one of the many casualties that got vomited on.
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