Chapter 2 now available! Didn't think I would get to this point, but this story is still alive!
This chapter will switch from third person to first person in some cases, to get perspective from others.
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With Hiccup...
As soon as the last stone fell from the wall, so did Hiccup. Due to the wall being very weak it started to collapse on itself after the first rock fell. Now being 3'7 and 50ft above ground, somewhere in the back of his childlike mind, Hiccup knew he was going to die. He was sad that his dad wouldn't miss him, and angry knowing he wouldn't care. 'It's not fair that I was born small. If I was bigger, I'd show him! I'd show all of them! I didn't deserve this!' The baby dragon came to his mind, except dead with a hole in his chest, and his father's laughing form looming over it, with his heart in his blood soaked hands. 'We didn't deserve this! You'll get yours! I hope you rot in HEL!'
With the dragon...(1st POV)
When the little human came into the light, I thought I was going to die. Big mother told us that humans kill us because they don't like us, because they don't want us to live, because they enjoy it. I couldn't move, and he knew it. "No matter how small they are, all humans are dangerous." She told us. So I waited. He picked up a large, for him, stone and I got ready. He surprised me by putting the stone in the wall and trying to get the stones loose. Once I could move my tail more, I gained hope. 'He must be better than the others.' We kept this up for a few minutes, when nothing else happened I began to loose hope again. I lost sight of him for a moment and saw him scale the wall. 'He's like a cave light.' I thought to myself. After he pulled a small stone from the wall, it just came crashing down, one by one the stones fell. When I could move by tail again, I took off. 'I'm free! I'm free!' Then I saw him, the little human was falling. He was going to die, either from the fall, or the stones following after him.
I dove after him as he fell. Big mother always told me: "Always show honor when it is shown to you." 'He spared my life. That's good enough for me!' I beat my wings faster and harder than I ever have before. But I had to make it. My honor wouldn't let me live if I failed. He was getting closer to the ground now and I closer to him, small sunset like orbs on the edge of my sight getting closer to the human and screaming something, told me I wasn't the only one after him. 'Not if I get there First!'
The little floating balls were too far away to make it in time, and so was I. Big mothers words from when I first learned to fly came to me in that moment: "When you want to go faster, tuck in your wings right after you flap them. It is something only we can do. And you'll never miss your target." 'I will never miss!' After the next beat, I tucked in my wings and shot at the human crashing into him, and sending both of us into the standing water.
Back to 3rd POV...
After crashing into the middle edge of the pond where the water only started to get deeper, both Hiccup and the Dragon surfaced sputtering but alright. Looking into each others eyes, they both smiled letting open the unspoken message between them: 'Thank you.'
They could hear cheering from the side of the water where they came from and saw the minions jumping about and clapping. Scared and a little confused, they could only stare as the old looking one came up to the water beckoning them closer so he wouldn't get wet. Shivering a little because of the water and sun already being down, Hiccup thought getting out of the water would be the smart thing to do. After getting to shore, he could make out eight of the little troll things plus the old one standing around. It was the old one bowing that brought his attention away from the playing trolls. 'Maybe they're friendly?' "Greetings young one! I am Gnarl minion master ans servant of the agent of Evil and Chaos." 'Okay maybe not so friendly.' "For years we have been without a master and have slowly begun to drift away into the unwritten pages of history. To not hear the screams of the 'Just' and 'Righteous' as they fell before our lords might. To not bathe in the tokens of his lords lands to keep him happy. To not watch the soft prattling of the next generation of Harbingers of darkness. But No MORE!" he cried. "For now, now we have a new master! One who has been scorned by the ignorance of his peers! And will light the torch signaling his legion to Destroy Them All!" After hearing all that I started walking away. "Good luck with that!" he said over his shoulder. Only for those minion things to get in front of me with the dragon purring into my back. "I thought you were smarter than that..." As he turns around he can find Gnarl coming up to him with a huge smile on his face. "Master." "Wha-but-me?!" He babbled. "Well, one of you." At Hiccups raised eyebrow he explained. "Normally an Overlord is chosen by the powers that be, or appointed in the case one can't be found. The means we have of an Overlord being chosen is in this gauntlet." He showed the gauntlet to Hiccup with the baby dragon peering over his shoulder to get a good look. Gnarl seemed to be having trouble holding onto it, as it keeps shaking in his hand. "This gauntlet," he said in a strained tone, "is worn by our lord. But since coming here it, seems that both you and that dragon are calling to it. Now if this damn thing would make up its mind we can get a move on!" he cried.
Now Hiccup wasn't a stupid boy. For his age, he was most likely the smartest boy in the village. Considering how simple minded the village was at a whole, that's saying something. So he really started thinking about this. Unknown to him the dragon was doing the same, through some means having understood every word.
'I'll never be small again.'
'I'll never be helpless.'
'I'll never be weak!'
'I'll never fall!'
'I'll have my respect!'
'They will fear me!'
'I'll beking!' At this simultaneous thought, Hiccup put his hand under the dragon's chin. The gauntlet launched itself at them.
The light that filled the clearing was as bright as it was blistering. The amount of heat that was given off was enough to scorch the ground and boil some of the pond water. The minions were close enough that a few of them got severe burns, but nothing that they can't live through.
When the light cleared Hiccup and the dragon were in the same place, though, not touching each other anymore. On Hiccup's right hand was a fingerless gauntlet that went from his knuckles to his mid forearm. The metal that it was made from was black and seemed to be made from individual scales segmented together like a sharks skin. On the back of his hand was the face of a laughing minion, with a yellow glowing jewel held in between his teeth. When Hiccup turned his hand over he could see brown leather sitting over his palm and going under the metal to protect his arm.
"Wow." Hiccup breathed, just looking it over from as many angles as he could. "That looks nice." a voice said beside him. Turning to his right, Hiccup saw the dragon. Strapped over the dragons chest, around where his collar bone would be, was a set of crossed bandoliers made of metal over brown leather ones. In the center, where they crossed, was a matching Minion head except about half the size of the dragon's face and with a closed mouth. A pair of glowing yellow jewels staring back at him from the eye sockets.
"Did you just talk?" "You can hear me?!" "TWO MASTERS?! WHAT THE DEVIL IS WRONG WITH THIS THING?!" At Gnarl's scream the rest of the wall came crumbling down, revealing a door with a grinning minion face on it. "A warp door?! This just keeps getting better and better." as Gnarl's grumbling turned into rambling, Hiccup and the Dragon turned to each other, "So what's your name?" "Big mother called us Storm Shadows since we were faster then the Light Chasers but like to hide in the shadows." Hiccup cocked his head, "Big Mother?"
"Dragons," Gnarl began after collecting himself, "generally live amongst their own kind. Few often share territory. Those that do, do so for either two reasons: 1) they don't eat the same foods, or, 2) they take control of others." Gnarl finished as he got closer to inspect the gauntlet and amulet on each of them. "By the way he's speaking, I'd say it's the latter." "Oh, wow. I'm sorry." he lamented. "But you didn't answer my question. What's your name?" Looking confused, as if struck, he mused out loud, "I don't have one. We aren't really given names." "Well that's all well and sad for the moment, but we really need to get going." Gnarl spoke as he started walking towards the gate, "We'll give you a name that fits after we're gone! Evil isn't going to do itself!" "Wait! Where are we going?" "I haven't the foggiest. These doors were created for the Overlord's personal use. We could end up in one of his personal studies on the other side of the world, or in a bedroom filled with starved succubi. It all depends on what was created for this door in particular. So we'll find out when we cross it." he stated. Feeling a little depressed and scared Hiccup looked down. "I'm not coming back. Am I?" "Most likely not. But in retrospect would you want to?"
When he stopped to think about it, he really didn't. There was no one there waiting for him to go home. His fa-Stoic, made that clear when he utterly ignored him for the purpose of running the village. He didn't want him back. Looking up, he saw Gnarl speaking with the dragon about how the gate worked. Saying that it will only work in the presence of old magic. He could also see the other minions working to clear the campsite. Some waving to him in-between doing so.
Waving back, not feeling too reassured, but still hopeful Hiccup decided to follow after the aged minion master. After a moments thought, though, he decided to make a quick stop.
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And there is chapter 2! So far I have one beta, which will have to do for now. I still need suggestions for the future and other things that will be gathered in the course of this story. A few stray thoughts isn't going to get me very far with something this grand! I can't do this by myself people! So read and Review!