I know I said I wasn't going to post a second chapter until I got any reviews, buut I'm cheating, I just can't wait haha. I've noticed that a bunch of people read my first one, which makes me happy but also think it was bad since no reviews or follows.. but I respect your guys' opinions! So chap 2, I hope everyone is well enough in character as we bring in Hiccup, Astrid, and ect; and I'll be having some parts in other people's point of view such as Hiccup and Eret (who won't be introduced for awhile yet). Character changes will be signalled with a horizontal rule for a heads up.

Chapter Two

Strike gave a single hop, then threw himself into the air, opening his massive wings, and flew.
I held on as hard as possible as he rocketed through the sky. He was beaming with happiness getting to fly again. I couldn't even imagine what this might be like for him, finally up in the air again after all these years.

I dared to look behind me and saw Outcast island as just a speck in the ocean. We were free at last!
I dared taking my hand off Strike and threw them above my head, whooping in joy. Strike screeched also and turned his head to look back at me, I smiled widely at him and patted the spines on his head frill. He then opened his mouth and licked my face, covering my whole head in Skrill slobber. I laughed and playfully shoved his head back forward.

On the horizon I could see the sun peeking up just below the clouds, illuminating the sky in magnificent colours of warm oranges, pink, and purple.

I positioned myself so I was laying, still completely careful I didn't accidentally fall off Strike's back.

"Where are we gonna go now bud?"
He grumbled the reply of "I don't know."
"Well for now.. I guess we go straight."

So that's what we did. Because it didn't even matter what happened from there, as long as we got as far away from that wretched island as we could.

I opened my eyes, realizing I must of dozed off. I sat up and looked around. A wave of joy swept over me, glad escaping hadn't just been a dream. There wasn't much to see, just a misty cloudy like substance. We must be flying through a thick fog.

I scratched Strike's head
"How's a go?"
He happily cooed "just fantastic" in response, but I could tell he was tired. Who knows how long he had been flying for?

Next chance we got, first island we saw, we would land so he gets a chance to rest. I thought to myself.
I was just about to turn to lay down again when suddenly, the fog lifted.
Dead ahead was a massive piece of rock protruding out of the ocean.
"Rock!" I shouted

Just in time he banked sharply, I clung to him, almost tumbling right off his back. As he straightened himself out I looked behind at the rock. Was it shaped like.. A Viking?

I whipped my head forward and saw the explanation; a massive island lay right in front of us.

Strike flew upwards until we were above it. Low sounds of laughter cake from below. I saw small children running and playing, adults doing their everyday work, chopping wood and socializing. This place was beautiful. And not at all like Outcast. In fact, it looked the exact opposite.
And though it looked nice, I wasn't ready for other people yet. I spotted thick woods away from the village, a great place to hide away for as long as we needed. And from the looks if it we hadn't been seen yet.

"Okay Strike see over there where-"
I didn't get to finish my sentence before, out of nowhere, He was hit. I didn't get a chance to see what it was before I was rocketed off his back and into the open sky. I plummeted through the air, the ground coming closer and closer by the second. I looked to my dragon who seemed to be knocked unconscious. We were going to die.
"Strike!" I screamed "STRIKE!"

At this his red eyes popped open, the ground was close. He desperately flew towards me, grabbing me in his claws, pulling me close and tightly wrapping his wings around me. He was trying to soften this impact. We hit hard; and everything went black.

"Is that a skrill?"
"... Why does it look familiar"
"What is it holding?"
"Shh! It's awake! Back up they're dangerous!"

Were those voices I heard? Everything was still black, this I only realized was because Strike's wings were still around me. He was awake again, and growling at the voices, but not injured. That I could tell. I struggled to get up but he held me still, it seemed like he didn't want to reveal me to these other people, but I had to! I had to show them that he was friendly before they tried to hurt him!

"Strike.." My voice was muffled by his grip, but I still pushed against him.

"Did anyone else hear a voice?"
"Must of been Tuffnut's stomach"
"No, must of been Ruffnut's loud annoying stomach"
"Shut up!"
"You shut up!"
"Ugh just shut up both of you!"

It sounded like there was a lot of people. But it was weird that they hadn't tried hurting Strike yet.. Maybe they were just planning. I gave one more push and he finally let me go.

I tumbled out onto soft green grass, the light of the sun almost blinding to me. I squinted and put a hand over my face, trying to get a look at the figures around me. There was two similar looking lanky blondes, arguing by the looks of it, a rather husky looking boy who kept fidgeting with his fingers, and a tough looking dark haired boy who's eyes widened as he saw me.

"Dibs!" He shouted
What was a dibs? I backed up so my back was against Strike. I tried standing but my knees buckled and I just fell back down again.
"Please.. Um. I can explain" I started.

"What's all the commotion about guys?" I said, managing to push myself past them and into the clearing, well, it was a clearing now that most of the trees had been ripped from the roots and snapped off at the tops. A long line of dirt ran through the destroyed brush, almost like Thor himself had cast a lightning bolt down to the island, and this was the landing spot.

"We didn't mean to hit them, I-i- it was Snotlout's idea!" Fishlegs stuttered nervously
"What are you talking about... Oh."

As I nudged past Fishlegs, I saw what had created all this destruction. There, in the clearing was the very Skrill we had tried to train not many years back. It's red eyes quickly flipping back and forth between each one of us, in a protective stance behind a small female viking.
I wondered to myself how she could of survived the fall, unless the Skrill saved her just as Toothless had done for me oh so many times. But this dragon was untrainable! Or so we thought.

Astrid laid a rough but concerned hand on my shoulder. She must of followed me from the Great Hall.
"Who is that." She said all hostile like. Leave it to Astrid to become defensive first glance at the newcomer.

At this the Viking slowly stood up on shaky legs, almost falling back down again, but the Skrill flawlessly moved it's big head by her torso, giving her something to lean on. She wore tattered clothing, no footwear, and had long wavy brown hair that fell to just above her waist. Her whole body was covered in bruises and minor cuts; this made me a little suspicious as I was positive not all of it had come from the fall. Even though she looked terrible, she was still very pretty, well erm.. in my opinion of course Astrid was defiantly still more beautiful.. but back to the task at hand.

The Viking defensively put her hand out in front of her. "Please. Don't hurt my dragon. I know this might sound crazy at first, but he's nice, I promise." She managed

I immediately felt for the girl. By the way her hazel eyes darted around and the how she was shaking I could tell she was afraid. Maybe not for herself, but because she was worried about what we would do to her Skrill. I slowly moved forward, keeping my distance making sure not to set off the dragon.

"Don't worry, we know." I said to her, then put out my arms to motion around me "this is Berk, we train dragons here, they're our friends. I don't completely know how you were.. um.. Shot out of the sky.." At this I glared back at Fishlegs, Snotlout, Ruff and Tuff, who all looked guilty.

She opened her mouth, about to speak, when a loud cracking noise sounded from above. One of the half broken trees must of only been hanging on by a strand, before it came crashing down towards the girl.

"Watch out!" I shouted, and started to run forwards, but it was too late.