Hiccup's P.O.V

Gobber opened the gates and smiled. "Welcome to Dragon Training."

"No turning back." I heard Aster said.

I stayed away from the other teenagers as possible. When I got inside the arena, it was so huge. There was a roof of metal bars around over the arena so the dragons won't escape. There were doors across the arena too. You couldn't even see the bright blue sky either. I wondered if this is a good idea for me to be here.

"I hope I get some serious burns." Tuffnut exclaimed.

"I'm hoping for some mauling like on my shoulder or back." Ruffnut smirked at her twin.

Aster sighed. "Yeah, it's only fun if you get a scar out of it."

"Yeah no kidding, right?" I murmured, sarcastically. "Pain. Love it!"

Then everyone stared at me as if I'm not supposed to be here. Not a surprised, actually. I know that I don't belong here since I can't kill a dragon and I can't stop thinking about it.

"Oh, great." Tuffnut groaned. "Who let her in?"

"Let's get started!" Gobber changed the subject. "The recruits who do best will win the honor of killing his first dragon in front of the entire village."

My heart pounded. I wasn't expecting that, but hopefully I don't have to kill anything, since i shouldn't kill that night Fury anyway. I know that either Snoutlout or Aster could kill a dragon since they both have guts.

"Hiccup, already killed a Night Fury, so does that make her disqualified?" Snoutlout joked.

Everyone started laughing. I could hear Tuffnut saying he should transfer a class with the cool Vikings. Aster didn't even noticed me at all, besides seeing my arrive here. I know I'm not cool anyway. I can't even kill a dragon.

"Don't worry." Gobber put his arm around me as he took me in the middle of the ring. "You're small and weak, that'll make you a less of a target. They'll see you as a sick or insane and go after the more Viking-like teens instead." Gobber patted my back and stood in front of the class. I stood next to Fishlegs. I lift up my axe and listen to Gobber.

"Behind these doors are just a few of the many species." Gbber explained as he walked to each and every door. "The Deadly Nadder."

"Speed eight, armor sixteen." Fishlegs said.

"The Hideous Zippleback."

"Plus eleven stealth, times two."

"The Monstrous Nightmare."

"Firepower fifteen."

"The Terrible Terror."

"Attack eight venom tweleve."

"Can you stop that?" Gobber snapped. He rolled his eyes. "And Gronckle."

"Jaw Strength eight." Fishlegs whispered.

I looked down. How am i supposed to defend myself if I can't kill a dragon? Then again, I'm taking this class, so I might find out about something. Besides, i just want to know how to defend myself and that's it. No killing anything!

"Wait, are you going to teach us first?" Snoutlout asked.

Gobber just merely smile. "I believe in learning on the job." Then Gobber pulled the lever down. Bursting out of the door was a Gronckle. "Today is about survival. If you get blasted, you're dead."

Everyone ran for their lives. The Gronkle hit itself against the all. I knew Gobber was a good teacher, since I'm his apprentice, but I'm not sure if he's good at dragon teaching. What if i get killed for crying out loud? If I die, everyone is going to celebrate my death and make it into a holiday!

"Quick, what's the first thing you'll need?" Gobber questioned.

"A doctor?" I guessed.

Of course, I knew that wasn't the answer. I was just saying that so I won't have to die from something that I can't even kill. Besides, we only have one doctor in Berk anyway. My Dad took all of our doctors with him.

"Plus five speed?" Fishlegs guessed.

"A shield!" Aster answered.

"Shields, go." Gobber shouted.

I stared at Aster. I never though he's so smart in dragon training, then again, my dad and his parents are partners whenever they go out to hunt dragons, so it makes sense. Everyone went to the shields and pick whichever they saw.

"Your most important piece of equipment is your shield." Gobber clarified. "If you must choose between a sword or a shield, take the shield."

I went over to a shielf and tried to put it, but Gobber picked it up for me and shoved it into my arm. While i was watching the Gronckle, Ruffnut and Tuffnut were fighting over a shield that has fiery skulls at it. Then the Gronkle shot a spit of fire at their shield.

"Ruffnut, Tuffnut, you're out." Gobber said.

"What?" the twins questioned.

"Shields are good for another thing." Gobber added. "Noise! Make lots of it to throw off a dragon's aim."

The Gronckle came in front of us. Aster, fishlegs, Snoutlout, and I made lots of noise. Even though the axe was heavy, but at least I could make noise with it. Suddenly, the Gronckle started to shake as if it's been off-guard. I tried to bang the shield as many times as i could, but Aster seemed to be making a lot of noise than I did. Everyone ran in circles to throw off the Gronckle's aim.

"All dragons have a limited number of shots. " Gobber pointed out. "How many does a Gronkle have?"

"Five?" Snoutlout guessed.

"No, six!" Fishlegs answered.

"Correct, six." Gobber cheered. "That's one for each of you." Suddenly, the Gronckle blasted its fire at Fishlegs's shield. "Fishlegs, you're out. Hiccup get in there."

Fishlegs started to run away, screaming in terror. I cursed myself a bit. I was hiding behind a piece of flat wood. I slowly came out of it, not wanting to be a part of this class. I don't even belong in here. A fire blast shot right next to me. I yelped and ran back into my comfort wood. I took a peak, so I could see what the Gronkle was doing. Aster and Snoutlout were talking. Actually Snoutlout was doing the talking since he was telling Aster about his hot sister. Then a fire blast slammed into Snoutlout's shield. I came out of my hiding place, trying to defend myself. Aster looked very focus as if he wanted to kill something. I knew it was my chance to talk to him.

"So I guess it's just you and me, huh?" I said nervously.

"Nope, just you." Aster ducked as he ran for cover.

Before I could react, my shield blasted out of my hand and it started rolling off. I ran after it so I could protect myself. Without it, I'm toast. Literally! My shield rolled into a different direction. I still wanted to catch after it, but I heard Gobber shouted. "Hiccup!"

I turned around and fell against the wall. The Gronckle was sniffing and me and I could see something bright coming out of its throat. I closed my eyes, getting ready to be dead, but then I heard a blast next to me. I cover my head so I wouldn't get hurt. I saw Gobber using his hook hand to grab the Gronckle's mouth and dragged it away.

"And that's six." He huffed. "go back to bed you overgrown sausage." The Gronckle went back to its cage. "You'll get another chance, don't worry."

I was still shock of what just happened. I almost died, again! The teenagers stood next to each other, while I was still sitting. Aster didn't even went over to me to see if I was alright. Maybe I don't have a chance with him after all.

"Remember, a dragon will always, always go for the kill." Gobber .

Gobber helped me up on my feet. I glanced at the darkened fire blast on the wall. His voice echoed through my ears. A dragon always go for the kill. I thought about the Night Fury yesterday. It would've killed me, but it didn't. So if a dragon always go for the kill...then...