I walked past the cliff where Hiccup and I had walked not too long ago. It was brighter today. It seemed to be a bit more peaceful. I took a deep breath of the cool air and got a sudden burst of energy. I leapt over a fallen tree and swung on the branch of another tree. A gust of wind passed over my head and I looked up. Night Fury.
There was no fear in my heart as I jumped onto its back. It shot a joyous flame into the air and flew over the cliff. It spiraled and purred. I laughed in absolute joy. I was flying on the back of a dragon that pretty much no one had seen! Flying on it!
It was a simple thing that turned this whole thing viral. A shadowy figure came toward us and the Night Fury growled. I tried to angle the dragon away from the shadow but it flew directly into it. I tried to let go but my arms were latched to the Night Fury.
The shadow opened what I'm assuming was its mouth, exposing extremely large, sharp teeth. I winced as I heard a loud bang... I was terrified but not for myself. For the Night Fury.
Another loud bang and things suddenly began to turn into dust and fly away. I looked towards the dragon whom was determined to fight until the end. Another loud bang and the dragon disappeared. My heart pounded in my chest, causing a terrible banging noise.
It made me wonder; was it I that had done this? How did this happen? Why'd this happen?
One last bang and I saw myself began to turn into dust; beginning at my feet. I saw my hips disappear before my eyes and stared at my hands, they began blowing away. I tried to scream but nothing came out. All that was heard was a bang.
I woke up. There was a loud banging at the front door, rattling most items along the wall. Stoic and Hiccup ran downstairs, alarmed. "What's going on?" Stoic demanded, I shrugged and shook my head, "I just woke up to this." I said, glaring at the door.
The door was suddenly kicked open by my father, I glared the most ragged daggers at him.
"Stoic, what the hell are you doing with my daughter here?!" My father shouted. Hiccup gave me a sad glance. I stepped up to my father, "They let me stay here. It was my desicion, take your anger out on me." I said boldly. He picked me up by the back of my shirt, "I'm going to start chaining you up, you damn wench!" He said, shoving me outside. I looked back at Hiccup and put my head down a little, "Sorry." I mouthed to him and he nodded and bit his lip, understanding.
I froze up when Stoic angrily stepped up to my father.
"I'm pretty sure that she can make her own desicions, Slade." Stoic said. "She's a young woman and can damn well take care of herself, you might notice if you did more with her than beat her around like a stuffed dragon head! She's your child and should be cherished while she remains one!"
My father never liked being denied and stepped closer to Stoic, almost chest-to-chest. "Don't tell me how to raise my kid. You raise yours no different so don't even start with me!"
I stood in front of my father, back towards Stoic, "Stop it. Now." I demanded. "I'll go home but knock off your flocking crap." I hissed the last words which got my mouthy, smartass thrown against the table near the wall, breaking it and several items on it.
Hiccup's eyes were wide and his breathing sped up, Stoic glared at my father, grabbing him by the hem of his shirt. "Get out of my house. I don't want you wandering into my property ever again. I want you gone. In fact, leave Berk. You don't deserve to live with us. To share our food, to breathe our air." My father stared at him for a moment before swinging a punch at him.
Hiccup and I jumped at the action as a fierce battle that quickly ensued between the two large Vikings. I began picking myself up from the ground, almost frozen along the wall and I knew something had to be done. I looked all over the room, not much. I looked down at the broken table, seeing how one of the legs broke in half. It just might help.
I made my way down to pick up a broken table leg and looked back at the fight, Stoic being the largest Viking, obviously had the upper-hand until my dad hit him with a cheap shot; below the belt. Stoic doubled over a little and my father took advantage of that and pinned him, beating him ruthlessly.
My hands shook a little and I drove the broken table leg into my father's back. He stopped his attack immeadiately and turned to look at me, my hands were covered in his blood, I tried to pull the leg out but it was stuck. He began getting up and Stoic pulled him back down but because of the angle, my father had landed on his back, the leg impaled him through his chest.
I panted and my back fell against the wall, I stared at my hands. The warm liquid on them, dripping all around my feet. I looked up at Hiccup who was staring at my father's corpse and slowly looked at the ground then at me. I looked at Stoic, he simply glanced at the body and then to me.
I wanted to run by legs froze up, Stoic stepped up to me and my breathing increased. I shut my eyes, expecting to be brutally beat or perhaps exiled for killing one of our own. I waited for impact and when it came, it wasn't what I had expected. It was a hand on my shoulder. My eyes shot open and I looked up at Stoic, he gave me a gentle stare.
It could have been enough for me to burst into tears.
"That took a lot of courage. I'm sorry about... that." Stoic said. "No one intended for that to happen but... I can really say that I'm proud of how brave you were for doing what you did. Not many people can stand up to family... let alone kill them but that usually involves some sort of problem in the past. I know that I said you're a woman but looking at you now... I see a child again but then again, no one can be tough all of the time. I'll let this slide, especially since it was an accident but guaranteed, it won't be forgotten."
The strange thing is, if the outcome of this fight was different and Stoic died instead of my father; the last words would have been exactly the same. There would only be one difference; you'd be dead.
I staggered over to the couch and wrapped my arms around myself. I stared at the charcoal in the fireplace. I looked over the events in my head over and over.
Stoic walked behind me and I heard a dragging noise and the door shut. Hiccup stared at me, like a child would stare at a hungry wolf that had just pounced on them. I turned my face away from him, I was just waiting to be cast aside.
After a while, a slight scuffle on the floorboards caught my attention and I looked over at Hiccup, he froze when I looked at him. This was really hurting me; the fact that he was afraid to approach me. It was understandable, though. It took me a while to wrap my head around what I'd done, I can't blame him.
I turned my head again and after a few seconds that felt like hours, I felt something warm wrap around me. I opened my eyes, seeing strands of red-brown hair next to my face. I couldn't take it and practically collapsed into Hiccup's small frame. The reality of what I'd done and what might happen... it shook me. It broke my tough demeanor completely.
Hiccup rubbed my back soothingly but only for a second before back away quickly. There was a soft blush on his face but it could've been anything, the excitement, more than likely. I looked at him, mouth open, ready to say something but for some reason the words were stuck in my throat.
He stiffened when my mouth opened.
"I never meant to do this. I didn't ask for this to happen." I said, finally forming words. Hiccup nodded, "I know. No one ever really does, do they? I can't even imagine." He said sympathetically, staring at me with sad eyes. I cleaned my tears just as Stoic walked back in.
"I'll clean up my mess." I said, getting up. Stoic stared at me and shut the door, Hiccup just dropped his eyes to the ground. I began clearing everything that I broke upon being thrown against the table. Stoic was already back upstairs and Hiccup was scrubbing the blood from the floor, he looked sick.
"Hiccup, I said I'd clean it." I said, he looked up, "You don't have to help, I'll take care of it." He looked to the side, "It's just... I don't know." He said. I finished cleaning the broken table and everything near it and made my way over to him. I knelt down, picking up a wet cloth, cleaning the blood with him.
"What's wrong?" I asked, seeing how sick he still looked and he shook his head, "It's nothing." He said. We finished cleaning the blood as much as we could and cleaned all that was on our hands. Neither me or Hiccup went back to sleep, we just stayed in each other's company until the sun rose but the entire time, neither of us spoke.
I got up and began heading for the door. "W-where are you going?" Hiccup asked. I didn't look back, "I'm going fishing. Besides, I need fresh air."
I went home and into my room, I grabbed my fishing rod and a net then left, heading out to the woods and next to the river. I sat on a nearby log and tosssed the lure into the water. I was out there, not only fishing but attempting to clear my head from the night before.
Around sunset, I'd caught around twenty-something fish, of course by now I'd eaten a few of them. I'd thrown the net of fish over my shoulder and carried my rod on my way back to the village. As I was walking, though, I got the feeling that someone was behind me and looked back, nothing.
I'd continued on and heard a twig snap. I turned around, pointing my fishing rod out. "Show yourself!" I demanded, looking in the direction of the sound of the snapped twig, I saw a large shadow race behind a few trees. I kept my breathing even and watched for any more movement.
Wind began blowing from behind me; I looked behind me for a moment and heard a soft growl. I turned back around and saw a shady beast staring at me through the brush with slit green eyes. I knelt down and dropped my net of fish. Those eyes were familiar.
They eyes were more intrigued now and watched my every movement. I pulled out a fish and carefully threw it over to the brush. The eyes stared at it and back at me; I reached back in and threw a couple more. The curiosity of the beast peaked and it walked out of the brush.
I couldn't believe what I was seeing when they stepped out. A Night Fury... in broad daylight! I dropped my fishing rod and backed away a few steps. I didn't want to seem like a threat. I smiled at the beast, fascinated. I was finally able to take in the beauty of this creature.
The Night Fury sniffed at the fish and looked back at me; it carefully picked one up and threw it into the air, catching it and completely devouring it. Then for some reason stared skeptically at me but began ignoring me after a few seconds, eating the fish again. It didn't move for a while and sat down, watching me. Almost glaring me in the eye. I wondered what this was about.
I stood up slowly, the dragon had its back arched and its head low. I grabbed another fish out of the net, holding out as far as my arm could go. The dragon seemed to purse its lips when it took a single step forward. I felt a spark of excitement when the beast began to approach me.
Soon enough, the black dragon was standing directly in front of me. It seemed like it took hours for it to come that far. It sniffed at the fish and looked up at me, as if it was questioning me. I remained calm and gave the Night Fury a soft smile. It huffed at me a little and began opening its mouth very slowly. Wait a minute, I thought, There's only gums. But when it ate the other fish I threw to it I could have sworn I'd seen-
Before I could finish my thought teeth came out of the dragon's gums and it snatched the fish out of my hand. It licked its lips and looked at the rest of the fish that was in the net. I picked up my fish and slung it over my shoulder, the dragon shifted on its paws. It seemed ready to pounce.
I ducked as the black beast pounced overhead, it landed on its back on the other side of me; stomach exposed and obviously irritated that it missed me. Oops, I mean that he missed me. I know that he wasn't really after me, though. He just wanted food.
I cautiously stepped toward him and he rolled over quickly, arching his back and growling. He was quick to jump to defense. I knelt again and the dragon that was only a few feet away from me perked his ears a little and seemed to relax a little.
"Food's what you want, right?" I asked the dragon who only swished his tail. I placed the net on the ground and reached in, the dragon walked up quickly, placing his face right next to the net, anxiously waiting for the fish to be pulled out. I pulled a couple of fish out of the net and the dragon snatched them away before they were even completely out.
He put his back to me and ate the fish, waving his tail around happily. I smiled at the dragon; he didn't seem to be as bad as people think.
"Alyssa! Al, where'd you go?" A voice called for me. The Night Fury growled and flew off quickly. I stood up, gathering my fishing rod and net of fish together, walking towards the voice.
"Al, come on, this isn't funny. Where are you?" The voice called, I saw the person from behind, obviously by the voice, and it was Hiccup. I carefully walked up behind him and I saw him tense up a little. I smirked a little, I growled softly, mimicking a dragon's growl and he began to turn around but before he did, I tackled him and he began screaming, "No! Get it off me! Get it off!"
Since I pounced on his back, he couldn't really see what was going on. I growled softly again and began breathing on the back of his neck. He freaked completely and blacked out. I got up, "Okay, maybe I went too far." I said.
I began thinking of how I was going to carry both him and the fish back to the village. I felt hot breath on the back of my neck, "Do I really want to turn around?" I asked myself out loud and looked behind me, deciding the answer was yes. The Night Fury was back. He was panting behind me, giving me the begging puppy-dog look.
I waved him off and he didn't leave. I looked down at Hiccup and the fish and the Night Fury was trying to grab the fish from the net. I looked at my fishing rod, now, there's an idea.
I pulled three fish out and the dragon's tongue lolled out and his tail began swaying a little. I threw two on the ground and he immediately began eating them. I quickly hefted the unconscious Hiccup onto the dragon's back along with the fish. I placed the other one I pulled out onto the tip of the wooden fishing rod, holding the string about an inch away from the hook so no one got hit with it, I dangled this fish in front of the Night Fury and he looked up at it, he was a little tense. I stretched my arm out so he'd chase after it and as predicted, he did.
I was curious, didn't he care that there was two humans on his back along with a net of fish? I guess this dragon was really into food. Well, me and him have a little something in common then. I smiled at the dragon.
It was getting kind of dark, perfect for a Night Fury. I began lifting the fish up a little more and he began trying to jump for it, I reached back and wrapped an arm around Hiccup so he wouldn't fall, the fish net had somehow gotten tangled on Hiccup's arm, it shouldn't fall.
The Night Fury began taking short flights to try and catch the fish and it was what I wanted, I began to change the direction of the fish and after a few more jumps and flights for the fish the dragon finally took off.
I was smiling widely as we began soaring through the trees; I lifted the fish higher so he wouldn't fly into them. His flying sped up so he could catch the fish, I looked up and saw the village not too far from where we were now, I could carry Hiccup and the fish the rest of the way without any trouble. I finally began angling the fish downward as I did, he did as well.
Finally, reaching the ground, I pulled the rod back towards me and the dragon let out a soft growl and I handed the fish to him, quickly jumping off, holding Hiccup over my shoulders and holding the net of fish in one arm. The dragon looked back at me, sniffing at the net again. I sighed and tossed out another one to him and he ate it.
I began walking away and he followed. I turned around again, "Listen, I'm going home. Back where I'm from, they hate dragons. Think that they're evil. You have to stay." He tilted his head and began pushing against my arm that held the fish, sniffing at it. "No, no, no." I said, "Please go home." I said, pushing his head softly. He looked at the net of fish again and made a soft trilling or purring noise. I facepalmed with my free hand and threw another fish, as soon as the dragon turned his back towards me, I took off.
I just entered the village when I turned a corner and the shadowy dragon sat, panting. I placed Hiccup on the ground gently and crossed my arms at the Night Fury. "Go home." I said firmly. The dragon spread his wings, making himself look bigger to intimidate me. "What is that supposed to do?" I asked him, he looked at the net of fish again and motioned for me to give him another fish, growling a little. This dragon eats as much as a Gronckle!
I turned to the house I was next to and hit my head against the wall. "Why... me?" I asked, after each word, I hit my head on the wall. The dragon tilted his head and stood against the wall; he put his head against the wall and looked at me through the corner of his eye. I looked at him the same way, "What?" I asked him and the dragon flapped an ear at me, making a soft huffing noise.
Hiccup made a soft grunting noise in his sleep and the Night Fury got down from the wall, shaking his head and growling. I stepped in front of Hiccup, shaking my head and holding my hand out. "No." I said to the beast and he huffed again then averted his eyes elsewhere. I followed his line of sight; the fish again.
"Hiccup!" A voice called, "Alyssa!"
I stiffened and the Night Fury growled again, going to look around the corner. I improvised to keep it from looking, I pulled out another fish and tossed it, hitting the beast in the back of his head, he turned around and growled at me then noticed that I tossed another fish; he didn't eat it this time, though and continued to stare at the fish.
"What more do you want from me?!" I whisper-shouted. The dragon stared at the fish again. I rolled my eyes and quickly tossed him another and he looked satisfied, picking up both fish but not eating them. He looked at me thoughtfully and I nodded to him with a smile, he imitated the nod and flew off with the fish hanging out of his mouth.
I picked up Hiccup and the now-half-full net of fish and turned the corner. Just as I did, Stoic was standing there. "Hello, sir." I said and Stoic stared at Hiccup, "What happened to him?" He asked. Stoic took him off my shoulders and right as I was about to explain... Hiccup finally woke up. After all of the dragon growling and flying he finally wakes up? Wow.
He stirred for a second and remembered what happened before he passed out; he began pushing against Stoic, "Dragon! Dragon! Get it off me! Please, get it off of me!" He shouted and opened his eyes a little, "Oh, it's just you, dad." He said sheepishly, Stoic dropped him. "Ow! Why would you do that?" Hiccup asked his father but didn't get a reply.
"What happened?" Stoic asked, more demanding this time. "I jumped on Hiccup's back and growled like a dragon and then he passed out." I explained simply. Hiccup got up and dusted himself off, "What?" He said, walking towards me, pulling his sleeves up his arms, "Why I oughta-" He said but obviously joking.
Stoic rolled his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose. "What'cha got there?" He asked gesturing to the fish. I held it out to him, "Dinner." Stoic shook his head, "I've already got it ready. Just needs to be eaten now and I'm pretty sure that it's cold now, Hiccup and I were waiting for you until I sent him out for you and, of course, when he didn't come back I had to look for myself." He said.
"Oh." That's all I could say. "Um, Stoic, sir?" I asked and Stoic motioned for me to go on, "I'm going back home." I said. Stoic and Hiccup stared for a few seconds until Stoic nodded and Hiccup just had a sort of sad expression, like he was sad that I would be going home but he understood.
I hefted the fish over my shoulder and waved, "Have a nice one." I told them and Hiccup waved back, Stoic only nodded and began walking back.
