Chapter Two
OC's P.O.V
It was morning and Blackstar and I were starting to pack for another day of hunting. In the four years since I had befriended the mysterious black dragon I had learned many things about her. If she was in great peril she could change her scale color to the colors around her, making her blend into the scenery like camouflage. She could shoot liquid fire from her mouth to hit prey, or just targets. Also, in that time I have learned to fly with Blackstar, and we were pretty good. We could zip through the forest without hitting a single branch, or flying straight into a tree. It took lots of practice, but in no time it seemed as if we had mastered the art.
But that wasn't the only thing that had happened; my memories had been becoming more vivid and more horrifying than the last. Less and less had I been getting happy memories, but the horrid ones. The ones with blood, pain, and terrified screams, the ones where I woke up screaming and hysterical. The first night that Blackstar had spent with me she had no idea what was happening to me, but later when I had calmed down I told her about everything. Blackstar was my one and only friend that I had ever had; she was always there for me ever since we had found each other. Now that she was apart of my life I don't know what I would do without her.
Now instead of my memories being terrifying I also gathered information from them. Like last night's memory, I learned of people who would set up traps for dragons. When the dragons would be found in a trap they'd be taken away to Odin knows where. If Blackstar would run into one of those Dragon Trappers now and got taken away, I don't know what I would do. All I know is that I'd fight to the ends of the Earth to get her back.
Blackstar nudged my leg, breaking me out of my thoughts. Looking down at her I smiled. "It's okay I'm fine, girl." Checking to see if we had everything for our hunt I hopped where her long neck ended and her so called 'shoulders' would start. "Alright, lets go!" With a happy hum my now yellow dragon, the change of scale color indicated her happiness, took off into the morning sky. The wind whipped at my face and blew my hair behind my shoulders, flowing like a cloak I cried out in excitement as I raised my arms over my head and laughed. I always enjoyed it when Blackstar and I would go flying; the feeling of air coursing around our speeding bodies through the air was exhilarating. We were high in the sky, but just below the clouds, so we wouldn't lose sight of the ground if there was food. Looking down the trees seemed no smaller than an ant.
Feeling Blackstar growl beneath me and saw her frill lower I leaned in and yelled over the rushing sound around us. "What is it Blackstar?" I perked up; maybe she saw something to eat below. "Do you see-" But before I could finish my sentence something hit us and we tumbled out of the sky.
The feeling of weightlessness made my stomach turn. Frantically I searched for Blackstar, I searched for something to grab on to, but found nothing. As the wind whipped my body around I saw my dragon falling nearby me. Even in our state I could still tell that something had shot her in the belly, and the wound was now bleeding profoundly. She seemed to be knocked out by the sudden hit, but I needed her to wake up or we both will die.
"Blackstar! Please wake up! Blackstar!" Dread started to form in my gut, along with the horrible feeling of weightlessness, like an weight as I pleaded for my unconscious friend to awaken. The ground was speeding up to us, noting that we didn't have much time until we hit it with great impact. With one last cry I yelled out my dragons' name. Her eyes fluttered, she looked at me and realized our predicament. With a push of her wings she flew toward me, and covered me with her wings. She's protecting me from the crash!
My eyes started to water, she might die protecting me, but before we hit the ground I wanted to tell her she was my best friend and that I loved her more than anything. Opening my mouth I started to say the couple little words I so desperately wanted to say, but I never got to say a word because the ground caught up to us. Sending us skipping and spinning along the ground. Pain shot through my whole body as we rolled several times and came to a complete stop. Slowly I pried my way out of Blackstar's protective barrier. When I had gotten out I tried to stand but pain shot through my left leg. Gasping I fell down, pulling my pant leg back to inspect the problem. When the pant leg was pulled back I quickly looked away and pushed it back over my leg. It was broken no doubt about that, with blood pouring out of the gash, and my head seemed as if it had been crushed by boulders, I could tell that I was in critical condition.
Starting toward my once more black dragon I looked at her injuries. It was worse than I thought, the wound on her belly was oozing blood, plus one of her wings didn't seem to be in place. Her wing was probably broken or dislocated, and the gash along her stomach would most likely get an infection if it wasn't treated. All in all she was in a more serious critical condition than I was. Scooting closer to my friend I stroked her head. "Oh my Gods, oh my Gods, I'm so sorry Blackstar. If we just haven't of gone flying today this wouldn't have happened to you." Reaching for her head I started to stroke her horn on her nose in attempts to soothe her, or maybe myself. Blackstar tried to scoot closer to me but the blood rushed from the hole in her belly and caused her enough pain to make her whimper.
"No Blackstar! Don't move. You'll only hurt your-" Breaking off my sentence I turned my head to where I thought I heard whispering. Sure enough the whispers definitely came from people, and they were close.
Lowering my voice I started to back away, making sure that I didn't put any weight on my left leg. "Stay there Blackstar, there are people near and they could be Dragon Trappers. I can't take the risk of you being captured." Standing up but using the strength of my right leg and arms I finally was able to stand. Leaning over I quickly searched for my knife that was suppose to be in my right boot and hoped that it didn't fall out when we had fallen out of the sky. Feeling around in my boot I felt my ankle, frowning I moved my hand around a little until I touched cold metal.
Just in time I pulled the dagger out right when someone stepped out from the protection of the trees. He was a tall man with a rag of brown hair on top of his head, above sea green eyes. He was at least a little over six foot, and his left leg from the knee down was metal. A prosthetic, I wonder how he lost part of his leg, but decided that it was none of my business and shook my head to rid the thought out of my head. That only brought waves of pain through the sides of my head almost causing me to lose my balance. Luckily I kept my composure and stayed upright.
Looking at the tall man in front of me I held the dagger tighter in my grip, causing it to shake ever so slightly. "Who are you? What do you want with me?"
His green eyes softened as he gazed at me, but held the slightest bit of surprise. "Look, I don't want any trouble. It looks like your hurt, let me help you." He said, not really answering my questions, as he started walking toward me with an arm outstretched in my direction. Panicking I tried to back away from the strange man but I put pressure on my broken leg. Gasping at the pain that shot through my left leg I fell from lack of support. From my position on the ground I could see the man run to me. No, he might hurt me! I thought as he knelt next to me and tried to help me up, but before he could touch me I swung my knife at him, almost catching his cheek. But he was too fast and dodged my attack. Taking an advantage of his surprise I scooted away from him and stood up, as difficult as it was, but I resumed my later position. With my dagger firmly placed in front of me, tip pointed at the six foot giant.
"No! Stay away! Don't touch me! I have no idea who you are!" I yelled in his direction. Instead of yelling back at me he just put his hands up in surrender and backed away from me.
Wow, hey I'm sorry. I have friends waiting a distance behind me-"
My eyes widened as a twinge of fear etched its way into my body. "There are more of you?" I asked, hearing my own voice tremble and hated myself for sounding so…so weak.
"No, well yes, but we mean no harm what so ever. We want to help, will you let us help you?" He asked, his voice pleading. What if I do trust him, he might be a Dragon Trapper and kill me, or worse, kill Blackstar. I knew I had a broken leg and possibly a concussion, and Blackstar was in worse condition than I was but I just couldn't let him take her. I could care for my own dragon, I didn't need any help.
"No. I don't know who you are, you could be Dragon Trappers." I shook my head and held the dagger tighter. "I don't trust you."
Sighing the man scratched the back of his neck. "Yes, I can see why you wouldn't trust me, but I only want to help. But why do you care about Dragon Trappers? Do you have a dragon?"
Noticing my mistake I scowled. "That is to none of your concern."
He nodded. "I understand, but if you don't get any treatment soon you might die from blood loss or infection, please let me, let us, help you." Knowing the great danger of getting an infection I looked over into the tree line to where Blackstar was hiding. Even though she was in camouflage I could still see her, it had to do with the connection between us. Her belly was still oozing blood but the stream was thinning out, indicating that she had already lost a lot of blood. If she didn't get help from anyone then she would die, and if I didn't get any help either I'd most likely get an infection and die. Leaving Blackstar all alone.
Turning my gaze on the boy I nodded. "Yes…I'll let you help."
A smile spread across his freckled face. "Right then. Stay here and I'll go fetch some of my friends to help you walk." He turned around and ran off into the direction where his friends might've been.
When his figure disappeared I shifted my body so it was facing Blackstar. She looked at me and our eyes meet, she looked totally exhausted.
Tears threatened to fall from my blue green eyes. "Oh Blackstar. I'm sorry this happened to you. These people will help you, they'll help me." Her eyes filled with fear. "Don't worry, we won't stay long. When we are all healed and ready for flight we'll fly away. Far away from this place. It'll be you and me Blackstar-"
"Who's Blackstar?"
Jumping at the sudden voice that had appeared my weight shifted onto my broken left leg once more, but this time seemed to hurt more. Screaming out in pain I fell to the ground. I heard many voices now, many footsteps, but one the I already knew as the tall brown haired man.
He was running to me and apologizing in the process. "Oh gods! I'm sorry! I didn't mean to scare you!" He said reaching out to help my up, but before he could touch me I slapped his hand away.
"No! I said don't touch me!" I yelled once more scooting away from him. Looking around I noticed another tall man who was walking in my direction. He wore animal skin sleeveless shirt, which showed off his muscles. He also had brown pants on with leather boots that had fur at the top. His facial features were sharp, and his chin contained painted lines. His dark brown hair was long enough in order to be pulled back by a leather strip behind his neck, and he also had long sideburns by his ears. He was a very muscled man, making him seem intimidating to anyone who didn't know better, but I was not afraid. Not many things would scare me, the only things that scared me now was my memories, and Dragon Trappers.
As he walked closer to me he leaned down, grabbed the back of my shirt, and placed me back on my right foot. Allowing me to stand once more.
I scowled at him. "Who in Thor's name do you think you are?"
He scowled and crossed his arms over his muscled chest. "I am Eret, Son of Eret. Now calm down lass, Hiccup just wanted to help you. Don't be getting your britches in a twist." Eret scolded me, which only made me angrier, and 'Hiccup' must've been the one who I had meet earlier. "What's your name anyway?"
The question took me by surprise, my anger subsided and sadness washed over me like a tidal wave. I looked at the ground and wringed my hands, avoided any eye contact. "Well, you see I don't actually have a name. I don't remember it." When I finished I looked up, everyone looked taken back except for two blondes, and they seemed confused. A tall pudgy boy looked surprised, along with Hiccup and another man who had black hair and I could tell was self-centered by just looking at his posture. There was another person, a girl, who had blonde hair that was tied up in a braid and had her arms crossed in an irritated way. Eret on the other had was looking at me with an expression that I could not pin point.
But at seeing their expressions I put my dagger in front of me, changing my whole demeanor. My expression was angry and my stance, aggressive. Why'd I say that? They didn't need to know that! Now they could use that against me in some way! "But it is none of your concern to know my name."
The blonde who looked irritated before looked even angrier as she crossed her arms more and scowled at me. "Don't remember it? How do we know that you're not lying?" Anger boiled up inside me as I glared at the annoying blonde.
Pointing a finger at her I scowled even more. "Look, I don't know how to make you believe-" Suddenly white hot pain shot through my head, gasping I grasped my head in hopes that the pain would go away, but I wasn't so lucky. At the sudden pain I started to sway, losing the support in my legs I fell to the ground, dropping my dagger in the process. Colors blurred together, voices blurred together. Some voices sounded surprised, others I couldn't make out, but before I could hit the ground someone caught me and held me against them. Opening my eyes I was quickly met by hazel ones, the ones that were attached to Eret. His expression was mixed with surprise and worry, but I had no idea why he would worry. Realizing that I probably didn't have enough time before I would possibly past out I tilted my head and pointed to where Blackstar was laying.
"Please, help Blackstar." I pleaded my voice hoarse.
Hiccup shook his head. "Who's Blackstar?" Getting angry that the dragon wouldn't show herself I looked right at her, so she would know that I was talking to her.
"Blackstar let these people help you!" I yelled at her. "You're wounded too badly to not be treated!" Tears started to well up in my eyes, she had to let these people help her, or she would die. If she did I wouldn't forgive myself.
Turning my head toward Eret I looked into his eyes, determined to make him help my dear friend. "Please, help her." I pleaded to Eret; sitting up slightly in his arms I grabbed his shoulders as a couple of tears ran down my face. At first Eret's expression was surprised by my sudden movement but then he held me up so I wouldn't fall again. Black spots were starting to cloud my vision, I knew I was going to faint, I didn't have time. "Please, she's injured more than me! She might die, all I have is a broken leg! Please… she's all I have…" With that the black spots clouded my vision entirely; the last thing I saw was my head falling onto Eret's shoulder, and my whole body went limp.
"Oh my Gods. Did she die?" That was the last thing I heard, it almost made me laugh. If I was still conscious.
Sorry this is kind of a late update but I decided on a time to update. Every other Sunday. Yeah, gives me enough time to check over my work and write more. Sorry if this update disappointed you, I just really wanted to put this in my OC's point of view. Thank you to all my new followers/favorites, Avatar Astrid, Kaida Fury, Ultimate Black, blushingpixie, fandoms-unite13, Azizi09, Hurricane.'97, Nicolebear101, and ivanganev 1992! I hope you will follow this story until the end!
