A/N: I really need opinions. It helps me to write better. So please review. I need them very much. (The actually feeling of it is like being addicted to something.)
Is it me or is the story's narrative is falling apart quickly? Since from what I saw, the quality of it cannot be matched by other fanfics that I've read. Maybe it's because this is my first?
Anyway, I'm working on another fanfic and it is a re-adaptation of another story. Don't want to spoil it yet but it involves an OC that is set to be heavily related to Hiccup and Astrid.
To reiterate, DreamWorks owns How To Train Your Dragon. I don't.
Chapter 2
I looked around for the Night Fury in the forest.
There's nothing…again.
I've been looking for it the entire morning.
"Uggh, the gods hate me." I sighed
"Some people lose their knife or mug." I started to get frustrated, "No, not me, I managed to lose an entire dragon?!"
I force my frustration into a branch, only to get hit by it.
To my surprise, a large chunk of the trunk from the tree was snapped in half and there was a huge trail of destruction.
But before I could investigate further, I heard a rustle in the bushes.
What I saw was a boy, wearing strange clothing, staring into nothingness.
Oh no. I heard something. If what Dion said was true, and that we are in a Berk that is filled with dragon-killing Vikings, plus that 'thud' heard a few hours ago, that equals to…
Oh great.
That rustle was coming in rather quickly.
'Quick, Dion, HIDE!" I whispered.
As Dion flew into nothingness, I saw him.
Hiccup, with two good legs.
Yep, that confirms my speculations.
I was in the movie, that movie that I watch so often that I've basically remembered all of his lines during the movie.
"Who are you and what are you doing here?" Hiccup asked, "And what's with the clothes you're wearing?"
Oh, what to say, what to say. I'm so nervous right now!
"Uh…uh…aren't you…looking for…something?"
"Hey, you don't look so good. Maybe you should take a rest."
"No, no, I'm fine. You keep looking for it and… hey, just a thought, why don't I stick around and help you thing whatever you're finding. That way it might help me to ease up a bit."
Even though I thought that the boy was strange, he seemed like a nice person, so I said yes.
But how did he know that I was looking for a Night Fury? Even though he didn't said I right out now, it felt like he knew what I was looking for.
Shaking that thought out of me I returned to the path where the trees were snapped in half.
As I walked up closer to a small dirt hill, I peeked over it and what I saw scared me.
It was the Night Fury.
I took out my dagger, and slowly approach the dragon.
I hid behind a rock, and when I got to the dragon, the dragon lay motionlessly still on the ground.
"Oh wow. I…I did it. Oh, I did it. This fixes everything. Yes!" I said as I stepped on the dragon.
"I have brought down this mighty beast!"
The same beast roared at me and I fell back to a huge rock.
When I looked back, that strange boy was holding his breath for some reasons, like he knew that was going to happen and was trying to hold in his laughter.
"Not funny!" I shouted.
"Oops, sorry!" he shouted back.
The Night Fury, curiously enough, weren't struggling to be free, especially after he saw me, holding a dagger out in front of it.
"I'm going to kill you, Dragon. I'm gonna cut out your heart and take it to my father." I said harshly. "I'm a Viking. I am a Viking!"
The Night Fury looked at me, he knew what would happen, and we both knew what was going to happen.
I looked at him again; I felt that he was scared. I was also scared.
I raised the dagger.
I couldn't do it. I shouldn't do it. I would NOT do it.
No.
I put the dagger back down.
I looked at the Night Fury again. It was tangled up in the bola.
"I did this." I felt guilty.
I decided to just leave him here. But there's a part of me that said no.
I couldn't leave it here.
So, I, empty minded, decided to cut the ropes.
I nervously looked out for anyone who would find me doing this.
When the rope was snapped, the unexpected happened.
The Night Fury jumped at me and my head was smacked into the rock I previous hid behind, locking me in place, with its claws.
The dragon and I stared for a while. I was scared.
From what I heard, besides the dragon's growling, was that other boy's gasping.
That dragon screeched at me, and just flew away or at least, glided down to wherever it is.
After I got back up, I immediately whimpered and fell back down, fainted.
I immediately ran down to where Hiccup was to see if he's alright.
Fortunately, he was fine.
But when he woke up, I got the sudden urge to tell him the truth, not that I'm hiding anything in the first place.
"I have…something to tell you. You probably won't believe it…but I'm from the future. Or is… is it another other world, or diff…different universes? I don't know. I'm not clear on that part…'
"Okay, okay, calm down first, you're stuttering like you never spoke to anyone before…"
"I'm just nervous okay!"
"Fine, I'll leave you to calm down a bit. You do look like you're nervous."
"Well, that's because I AM, thank you for summing that up, Mr. Obvious."
"Wait, what did you say?"
"Thank you for summing that up?"
"Yes that. For some reasons, you sounded an awfully like me just a few hours ago…"
"Man, you've be searching for that dragon for that long?" I stopped him before he figured out that I was quoting him. "I think we should both sit down, so that I may be able to try to explain what might be gong on."
As Hiccup and I sat down on some rocks, I suddenly thought about where Dion could have flown to. I really hope that he didn't fly too far from the island. Or…No, I shouldn't even think about that.
I've been flying for quite a while now. In fact, I may have flown away from Berk, which made me concerned. What if I have flown too far from Berk? What if I got too close to the Nest? What if I…no, I won't, I don't want to lose him. We've come so far now.
We've play together. He fed me very well, even though I can see through his eyes that he didn't want to do this. I don't really understand as to why. Maybe other humans in the two worlds tried to stop him from finding me? Then again, no one did come to find me and I trusted him that he would not tell others about me - even though he could not understand me until then.
Now that I'm on the subject, why could he understand me? And why now that he could?
By now I realized that I might have flown too far, as I saw a huge pile of stone pillars.
"Come to me, my servants…"
Oh no.
It was too late.
My mind was slipping away, making it under HIS... or...HER... or whatever control.
I must resist. No…NO.
"Yes, my master…"
And that's another chapter. Sorry for not updating that frequently, I have a lot of things to do this past week and I didn't have time to write them - even though is just 1000 words. The story might turn out be too cheesy by the end but I may as well continue writing it. I'm considering to change my pen name soon because I feel that this pen name may give out my real identity. Although it is unique, it just doesn't feel safe to be using it
As always, please review and tell me what improvements I should make to the story.
