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*dodges hail of bullets*

Still too soon? Fine. Anyhow, I'm glad to see I've been getting a warm reception (from all of two reviews, but we'll get to over 9000 someday).

Lemme tell you a little secret to my writing techniques: I make most of this crap up as I go along. Yep, that's right, I have no plan. The first chapter was more of an experiment with Toothless's character than anything. But enough of that, we have a story to get to!

Chapter Two

Stranded

One Night Fury on the field at all times. No more, no less. No exceptions. That was the rule of thumb regarding our species. Although we had a long lifespan, our mating season was towards the end of our lives and bore few eggs. As a result, there were a very small number of us. If more than three or four of us died within the same generation, it would drastically weaken us. Not that it would ever be a problem for us. Or so I thought.

After seeing their catapult collapse into the ocean, the humans abandoned all attempts at surface to air bombardment. That made their livestock easy pickings for the rest of the dragons. That also made the raid extremely boring for me. Circling the settlement and watching the humans pitiful mockery of battle only amused me for so long, though it was always fun seeing a two-limbed human swing his bladed arm and shout at us in vain.

Eventually, I could take it no more. I had to do something before I went crazy. I began to scan the border of the settlement for a little target practice. I spotted an unmanned catapult with no humans in the immediate area. 'Perfect,' I thought, and began a dive towards it, my wings emitting their scream of death.

BANG

My fire hit dead center, and I banked left to search for another target.

Worst mistake of my life.

THWACK

Suddenly, I couldn't move. I had become entangled in what seemed to be a human's rope, but on a much larger scale. I let out a scream, not to alert other dragons, but in lamentation. In the distance I heard a celebratory shout. I plummeted into the tree line, hit my head on something, and knew no more.

HtTYD:T

I was awoken by the midday sun bearing down on me. I opened my eyes to see a world of green around me. I could hear birds chirping merrily, hear running water nearby, and hear the smack of light wood coming together.

"Ugh, the Gods hate me," groaned a voice, which was steadily getting louder. "Some people lose their knife, or their mug. Not me. I managed to lose an entire dragon! Ow!"

The voice was getting nearer. It was also auditory. Only humans spoke audibly. I quickly closed my eyes and feigned unconsciousness, or death, if the human was naive.

I heard a startled gasp, then the sliding of dirt. I took every fiber of my being to keep my ear plates from twitching.

Finally, the voice spoke again, directly next to me. "OH, wow. I- I did it. Yes! I did it! This fixes everything! I have brought down this mighty beast!" I felt a small foot on my front shoulder, and I could stand it no more. "Get your filthy paws off of me, you damn, dirty ape!" I growled as I shook the foot off.

I opened my eyes to observe my conqueror, only to be greeted by an unwelcome sight. My hunter, my sole rival was nothing more than a scrawny toothpick of a human. From the sound of his voice, a child. Nonetheless, I was bound. Defenseless against my attacker, I rightly felt fear.

The boy looked into my exposed eye for a moment then looked away, as if unable to face me. In his hand, he held a tiny weapon, matching his scrawny form.

"I'm going to kill you dragon," muttered the human. "I'm gonna cut out your heart and bring it to my father. I am a Viking." He sounded hesitant. He was simply reassuring himself. "I am a Viking!" he shouted, trying to steel himself.

"Look me in the eye and say that."

Surprisingly, he did, but only momentarily. He closed his eyes and lifted the blade over his head. I closed my eyes and waited for the inevitable killing blow… which never came. The boy simply sighed in frustration. "I did this," he said shamefully.

Moments later, I heard a snap. The grip of the rope loosened. The boy was cutting the cord. Why?

Immediately after the final cord fell away, I pounced onto the boy, pinning him to a rock with one foot. I looked him in the eyes. "Look someone in the eyes before you kill them, you filthy animal!" I said, giving him a final lesson. He simply stared back at me, not hearing me, with an expression of pure… terror?

A strange emotion welled up in me: pity. How could I bring myself to kill a defenseless child, human or not?

I reared back, screamed in his terrified face, and launched off. "We're even, human!" I called back, though he couldn't hear me. "Don't let me ever see you-" Suddenly, I lost control of my glide, sending me plummeting into a cove of sorts. I tried several times to get airborne, but to no avail. A sudden tiredness fell over me, and I slept.

Well, in two chapters I've managed to cover the first four in the original story. This'll be interesting. Anyhow, how're you guys liking the character of Toothless? Liking how it's playing out so far? Tell me in those reviews.

P.S. Please keep the reviews strictly to comments and criticism about this particular story.