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"Talking" - Lip Reading
Hiccup's POV
I don't know how fast I was running. I think I was running for the past couple minutes. My lungs were begging for air and a breath, but I had to keep running. I had to get away. Away from the tribe, away from my so-called father, and away from the arranged marriage.
I ran until I couldn't run anymore, slumping against a tree.
I breathed air into my abused lungs, leaning against the tree. I looked up at the sky and glared.
"Oh, you must think this is very funny! You must think that making my life like this is some sort of joke to you all! Well, do me a favor! Send me a sign! What do you want me to do! Just send me a sign already! I'm sick and tired of my life being such a nightmare," I screamed at the sky.
Out of anger, I smacked a branch away, only for it to come back and hit me in the face.
"Ow!"
I grabbed the side of my eye and glared at the tree, only to see that the tree was broken in half. I stare it the tree in wonder because I remember every inch of this forest and that tree never was broken in half.
Unless something hit it.
I looked down and saw a dirt path that looked like something had crashed and slide. I slowly walked forward curious, wanting to see what happen to have caused something like this.
I walked down the dirt path, even when stopped, I kept going. I looked at the path before looking forward. I climbed up a rock to see what's was on the other side and when I do, I can't help but gasp and duck down.
Because there was a sleeping Hybrid wrapped in a bola just a couple yards from me, asleep.
And not just any bola, it was the bola from my Mangler.
And the Hybrid was a Night Fury.
I, Hiccup the Useless, somehow had trapped a Night Fury without even trying too. Other Vikings would have been shouting up and down in joy, but I was terrified. Because my scent was all over the bola.
The Night Fury would know that I had shot him down, not that I shot him down by accident.
I considered running from here, away from the Night Fury before it woke up and smells me near. Before the Night Fury could break out of the bola and come after me. But I was also curious, wanting to know more. I wanted to know more about the Night Fury I accidentally trapped.
Taking a deep breath, I slowly and quietly moved towards the Night Fury.
When I was near enough, I looked the Night Fury over and saw that the bola wrapped around the Night Furies feet and had pinned its arms to his sides by his elbows. One of its wings was folded in and the other had a rope bending it over slightly.
The Night Fury on dark brown pants, but had no shoes. It was bare-chested, showing that it had a six-pack. I can't help myself and blush. I looked at his hands which were pinned in an 'X' across his chest. I lose my blush and gulp as I see its hands, or rather, its claws. Its claws were sharp, sleek, and when I took a step closer I saw that they shined in the light when hit just right.
A Hybrids claws could be moved back to its fingers, acting as a guard. But when in battle, the claws were out and ready to be used.
I walked a couple steps closer to the Night Fury and saw that something that made me freeze.
Only a second ago, the Night Furies eyes were closed, but now, they were opened! And they were staring right at me!
I stood frozen from where I stood, looking down at the Night Fury who was staring at me right in the eyes.
It had two stubs on either side of its head, an ear after both, and two stubs on top of its head. Its hair was black, sleek, and had a shine to it. But most of all was its eyes, they were a bright acid green color, almost like an Emerald. They were beautiful.
It growled lowly, threatening and dangerous at me, making me flinch and take a couple steps back. It eased it's growling a little, but It still growled.
I looked behind me, the way to the village. If I went to get the village then I would be useful, they couldn't get rid of me. I would be respected and I wouldn't have to leave Gobber or the village Healer, Gothi, who was another person who cared about me.
I looked back at the Night Furies eyes and I halt my thinking as I see something that I saw in the Monstrous Nightmare's eyes. I see FEAR.
The Night Fury was scared. While it looked dangerous and threatening enough to break out of the bola's and kill someone, it knew that it couldn't. I gazed over the rope pinning the Night Fury. It knew that it couldn't get away, and it was scared for its life.
I suddenly remembered when I was getting beat up, having fear in me. This was the same fear the Night Fury had when I looked deeper into its eyes.
The Night Fury looked like me.
I looked away took a deep breath before slowly starting to retake the couple steps back, only I was going forward.
"Um," I bit my lip, unsure of what to say. But really, what were you going to say to a creature that was trapped in a something that had your scent on it and thought that you were going to kill it?
It growled as I stepped closer. I raised my hands in peace.
"It's okay! I'm not gonna hurt you!"
It stopped growling when I said that. Nothing was showing on its face but there were confusion and surprise in its eyes.
I knelt down and started cutting at the ropes. First rope cut. I looked around to see if anyone could see what I was doing. Second rope cut. I look back at what I'm doing and cut at the third rope. The third rope is cut.
What happens next goes too fast.
With a roar, the Night Fury jumps up and grabs me, pushing me back into a rock. Its legs were straddling both sides of my waist, one of its hands holding both of mine above my head while the other was around my throat. Due to its position, it was looming over me, casting my upper body with shadows. Its face was close to mine.
I would have blushed if I wasn't terrified.
It growled.
"You."
I freeze almost instantly. The Hybrid was speaking to me. Sure, Vikings knew that Hybrids spoke, but they rarely did.
"You're the one who shot me down," the Hybrid growled in a male voice full of anger. My eyes widen in what I was sure was fear. I shook my head back and forth.
"No, I didn't. I bumped into the Mangler and it fired. It hit you as you were flying. But I didn't know that it hit you until I found you wrapped in its bola," I managed to get out without stammering. I was scared but who wouldn't be when you have a Night Fury that was angry right in front of your face.
The Night Fury growled, lowering its face closer to mine. "I'm telling the truth," I cried, closing my eyes.
I'm shaking like a leaf in the wind. I wasn't afraid to die, but I didn't want to die a death that would be painful like this. The Night Fury would make it painful, very painful. I was sure of it. It was going to be painful.
But all I felt was air being breathed onto my face.
I open my eyes to see the Night Fury looking at my face, staring at me up and down. It had lost some fury that was in its eyes when our eyes met, it's grip had loosened a bit on my wrists and throat.
Suddenly, it's face shifted. An angry look and fury in its eyes again. Leaning back, it opened its mouth and started to breathe in, grip tightening around my throat and wrists.
I could only stare in horror, seeing that it was going to blast me with a plasma blast. I go slack, closing my eyes and turning my head. I can't help the whimper that escapes my throat at was about to happen.
Instead of plasma to the face, however, all that happen was loud roar with a voice mixed in it.
"DON'T LET IT HAPPEN AGAIN!"
And just like that, the grip on my wrist and throat were gone, the weight on my waist as well.
I sit up just in time to see the Night Fury run and jump, trying to fly off, but fall back down to the earth. I saw it run until the trees blocked out its form. I slowly got on my feet. There is a ringing in my ears, I can't hear anything at the moment.
I felt like I was about to pass out, but that won't do. I need to get back to the house before Stoick sends a search party. Besides, if I was about to pass out, then I want to pass out near a bed. I started walking back to the house, fumbling a bit.
I don't know when I got to the house, but the sun was just about to set. I walked into the house, closing the door behind me.
Stoick was sitting near a fire, but when I came in, he got up and turned towards me. He started speaking, but I don't hear anything, so I just focus on his mouth. I had learned to read lips from hiding from Snotlout or watching other people's face when they spoke. It was kind of weird at first, but I learned how to understand what people are saying.
"Hiccup, Camicazi and her mother are arriving in Berk in one month. When they get here, you shall marry Camicazi then go and live with her and her people. You will find a use there. Here on Berk is too dangerous for you. Snotlout will become heir when that happens. Understand?"
I just nod, wanting to go up to my bed before I pass out on the floor. Stoick nods before grabbing a bag and throwing it over his shoulder and walks out the door with no such a glance at me.
I just walk up the stair to my bedroom and fall on my bed.
I'm out in seconds.
Night Fury/Toothless's POV (He isn't named yet but I want to out his name there anyway)
I don't know who I am. I lost my name when I captured by the queen five years ago. All I remember is that I was searching for someone, but the queen got in the way.
But I do remember firing. I do remember attacking a Viking village when I was suddenly knocked from the sky with a bola. I crashed into the ground and felt a big pain in my tail.
I turned to my best capability, but I couldn't get a look at my tail and the rope that was wrapped tightly around me. I smelled the scent on the rope. It smelled like wood and metal, and there was a forest smell to it as well. When I find this person they are going to pay.
I struggled to get out, but it was no use. I couldn't move my arms and I couldn't move anything that could help me escape. I couldn't use my claws because I would cut myself.
I decided to go asleep since I wasted a lot of energy trying to get out of the bola.
A couple minutes later, I wake up the sound of someone running. They were about a couple yards away from me. I heard the running stop, but the person was closer because I heard the person breathing like they were trying to get air back into their lungs.
I suddenly heard a boy's voice shout out.
"Oh, you must think this it very funny! You must think that making my life like this is some sort of joke to you all!"
If my eyes were opened, then I would have raised an eyebrow. Who was the boy talking to? There was no one around and the boy didn't see him so who...oh, the boy was talking to the gods.
"Well, do me a favor! Send me a sign! What do you want me to do! Just send me a sign already! I'm sick and tired of my life being such a nightmare," the boy screamed. I winced at the sudden volume.
There was a smack followed by a cry "Ow!"
I could only assume that the boy somehow got himself hurt in his anger.
Suddenly, there was silence. The boy had quieted up, but why?
I got my answer when I hear footsteps walk forward to the place I was laying. As they got closer, I heard the sound of something climbing on a rock followed by a gasp. I didn't need anyone to tell me that the boy spotted me.
I smelled the air and I was hit with the same scent as the bola. This boy, however, he did it, managed to shot me down because his scent is all over the bola.
I hear his breathing pick up, not in an exciting manner, but a terrified one.
It took a couple seconds, but then I heard the boy slowly start to walk closer. At this point, I opened my eyes.
He didn't see that my eyes were opened. I looked that the boy.
He wore fur boots with mid-brown pants, a green shirt with a fur vest. He had brown hair, but what stood out to me was his eyes. I saw instead of a look of victory was a look of wonder on his face. I notice that the boy blushed when he saw my bare chest, but he lost it when he saw my claws and gulped.
He took a couple steps closer and looked at my face. When he did, he froze where he stood.
His eyes, they were a forest green. It just made his face look beautiful.
I suddenly remembered that he was the one who shot me down and growled, low and dangerous. The boy flinched and took a couple steps back. I eased up on my growing, but still growled a bit.
The boy looked at him, the way he came like he was considering something.
I felt fear flood through me. Was the boy gonna go back his village and get some men to bring back and kill me?
The boy looks back at me and seems to stop thinking. He just looks at my eyes. I know he can see it, I know he can see the fear in my eyes. He knew I was scared. I couldn't get away because of the bola. I knew that if he went and got his village, I would die.
The boy then looks like he's remembering something before he looked away and took a deep breath. He slowly started to walk up to me again.
"Um." The boy bit his lip, unsure of what to say. I hid my surprise that he is actually trying to talk to me because who would try and talk to a Hybrid, a Night Fury no less.
When he got a step to close, I growled. The boy raised his hands in...peace?
"It's okay! I'm not gonna hurt you!"
I had to stop growling at that. Nothing I could do could stop the confusion and surprise from showing in my eyes.
Why did he say that? Hybrids and Vikings are enemies, they're supposed to kill each other. Why would this boy not want to hurt me, because he was the one who shot me down, he should want to hurt me.
The boy knelt down and started cutting the ropes. He cut the first rope. The boy looked around to see if anyone was watching. He cut the second rope. I looked at the boy in rage because I could not ignore the fact- He cut the third rope.
-that he shot me down.
With I roar, I jump up and grabbed the boy, pushing him into a rock. My legs straddled his waist. One of my hands held both of his above his head while my other was wrapped around the boy's throat. I loomed over him, casting his upper body in shadows, my face close to his. I knew that I must look terrifying.
I growled.
"You."
The boy froze instantly, shocked at the fact that I was speaking to him.
"You're the one who shot me down," I growled at the boy. The boy's eyes widen in fear and shook his head.
"No, I didn't. I bumped into the Mangler and it fired. It hit you as you were flying. But I didn't know that it hit you until I found you wrapped in its bola," The boy spoke without stammering.
He sounded so scared. I almost let him go at that. Almost.
I growled, lowering my face closer to his to see if he was lying. "I'm telling the truth," the boy cried, closing his eyes.
Only then did I realize that the boy was shaking. Like that Earth was shaking and wasn't gonna stop. How did I not see that he was shaking this bad a couple seconds ago? A voice in the back of my head told me that is was because I was blinded by anger.
I leaned a bit closer and breathed onto the boy's face, making him open his eyes. I stared at the boy up and down. When I meet his eye's, I lost some of my anger and my grip on his wrists and throat loosened.
Because when I stared into the boy's eyes, I saw that he was telling the truth, but that he was also lonely. He looked alone. He looked broken. He looked like he had gone in the underworld and was trapped. He looked like he gave up on living.
I couldn't kill him.
But I can scare him.
I made my face look angry, fury in my eyes. I leaned back and opened my mouth and breathed in, my grip tightening around the boy's throat and wrists.
The boy looked at me in horror, thinking that I was about to blast him. What happens next is something I don't like. The boy goes slack and closing his eyes, turning his head away from me, letting out a whimper. Like he just gave up.
I did my best to ignore that as I let out a roar, my voice mixed in it.
"DON'T LET IT HAPPEN AGAIN!"
After that, I got off the boy. I turn and run, jumping in the air to flying off but I was pulling back down. I tried again to fly, getting higher, only to fall back to the ground.
Only, I didn't hit the ground.
I let a yell as I hit the ground hard. I get up and look around. I was in a cove. I felt a sudden pain in my tail, making me gasp. I looked at my tail, pulling it up to meet my face and gasped.
My tail was bleeding, torn off in some places that can be stitched together, but if I don't clean it right or stitch it up the right way, I'll never fly again.
I sighed. And the only place the things I need are in the Viking village.
I just stood there for who knows how long just staring at my tail, trying to find out what to do. Only when I cold wind blow did I look up did I see that the sun was setting.
I looked around, spotting a cave in the wall and walked over to it. After burning a place in the ground, I laid down.
I didn't know how tired I was, but as soon as I closed my eyes, I was out.
Me: So people, how did you like it.
Sorry that it took so long, but now that school is out I have more time to update.
Let's just my computer stops freezing while I write so I won't have to reboot the page and start over.
I really hate when that happens.
