Chapter 7: PAIN- Part 1
He dodges another attack from a different guard and ducks under his arm, grabbing it as he went. He pulls the arm back, breaking it with a snap. Then he kicks the guard hard in the head, sending him unconscious.
Seeing more guards, he back flips, grabs his weapon and he says with a smug face;
Some oohed, but practically everyone cheered, loving the violence. Well, what could you say? They're Vikings! The dragons roared, because, the peace between them and the Vikings was certainly nice, and they loved it, but they still loved a bit of fighting, violence and blood from time to time... This was a lot, though...
Hiccup: (Smugly) Why not make them regret the day they were born?
Screen pans to Toothless, who growls as he sees Hiccup take his sword from the body behind him. Another guard rushes Hiccup while two attack Toothless. He knocks one away with a single swipe of his paw, and he shoots a plasma blast at the other.
Toothless growled, but not out of anger, but of excitement. Finally, he could show those pesky guards what he was made of! (Also, he really wanted to impress the others.)
The dragon rushes a small group of guards who were trying to get away. He corners them to the wall and rears up on his back legs, spreading his wings. He reaches down and grabs one in his mouth, throwing him against the wall. The next one he picks up in his jaws again but instead shakes him around like he weighs nothing. Finally, he falls onto all fours and pins the second-last guard to the ground, burying his claws into the man's chest. The final guard wasn't going to risk it all, and he runs.
Oblivious to the other dragons' and Vikings' worried glances at him, Toothless roared triumphantly. He did snort when the last guard got away from him, the unholy offspring of lightning and death himself! Was this a thing now? The weak always got away from him? Looking at Hiccup, he swallowed. Hiccup wasn't weak, no, he was special.
Losing his temper, Toothless roars. The man freezes in terror as Toothless snaps him up and throws him against the wall. He rises to his feet and scurries away as fast as possible. The two run up the roof, and, to his surprise, he looks back to see the Night Fury standing there, wings spread and teeth bared, but he doesn't chase after him.
"Huh. But I thought...?" Hiccup wondered, frowning. The same thought ran through everyone else's minds; Why doesn't Toothless go after him? Toothless wondered this as-well. Did he not see that human worthy?
The man keeps running until... A hand grabs him by the neck, and he spun his head round to come face-to-face with a very wound-up Hiccup. He starts to choke and make funny noises and faces, and Hiccup rolls his eyes before letting go.
The on-lookers burst out laughing, understanding why Toothless hadn't bothered. Hiccup had been waiting for the idiot! However, upon noticing the difference in Hiccup's appearance, they quietened.
Hiccup: (Quiet and very threatening) Well, you're stubborn. Are you Grenitu?
The man nods, eyeing Hiccup as he cracks his neck and flexes his shoulders casually. He's noticeably got a new wound on his arm, and he looks a bit tired now, breathing heavier.
"Oh Thor, did he just do that?" Gobber asked Stoick, who watches this new Hiccup with interest. He dealt with everything so casually, gone into a typical mini war without second thoughts, when everyone else would plan and take it seriously. Hiccup wasn't bothered by death, something that Vikings rarely had, even against dragons before the peace.
Grenitu: (PANICKING- it's kinda funny, in the honest truth) Are you here to personally give me a beating and set me on fire?! Oh no, no, no... I knew I shouldn't of stayed here... I should of taken my family and ran for it, oh man...
Hiccup and Toothless share a glance that says all too clearly; What I'd give for him to shut up.
The room burst into laughter, unable to hide it. Grenitu was worse than Hiccup when it came down to panicking! That was legendary!
Hiccup sighs and slaps his hand to his forehead loudly, and winces. There's blood where the two met. He looks at his bloodied hand and grimaces. He wipes his forehead quickly with his arm, wiping away the blood. He finally whistles and makes a hand sign to Toothless, who grunts and dips his head.
"I don't know if I should be disgusted or humoured..." Snotlout said, shivering. The teens agreed with him, lost in thought.
Hiccup: SHUT UP! Do you think I have time to worry about your panicking? No, we're NOT here to kill you, we're TRYING to SAVE you!
Grenitu shuts up, but looks like he's about to throw up at the sight of the dragon rider and his menacing Night Fury covered in blood staring down at him.
The Vikings chuckle quietly, knowing that was exactly how they would react to seeing the two in that state.
Hiccup: Are there others who can be saved? Where's your family? I need answers now, please.
Grenitu: There are many who only wish to protect their family like me. My dad's dead and my mother's all I've got. Most families against the chief just stay in their homes. Other families will stop at absolutely nothing to kill you, so be careful.
That was terrifying... "It's true, sadly enough." Spark said, just to make things unintentionally worse. Seeing this, Spark thought to herself, Oops.
Hiccup: (Dis-believing and casual) A six year old girl is gonna try and kill me?!
Grenitu: (Casual) Ok, maybe not a six year old, but yeah, a nine year old boy is probably going to try and wrestle with your dragon.
Hiccup: Hmm mm. He won't get far... Oh well, I hope I don't die to a girl with a dagger...
"How can you say that with a straight face?!" Snotlout asked between laughing. Hiccup shrugged, laughing along with the rest of the room. Toothless rolled his eyes, never getting tired of his rider's sarcasm.
Grenitu: That would be pretty depressing...
Hiccup grunts as he barely dodges a flaming arrow. He looks down as it finishes off a dying guard on the ground near him.
That mood, like every other time, was quenched by the call of danger.
Toothless snorts as he sees this. His pupils go narrow as multiple arrows appear. Toothless roars and leaps to their defence, spreading his wings and exposing his back to the arrows. As they bury themselves into his wings and back, Toothless shows that he feels very little pain.
"TOOTHLESS!" Hiccup cried, sharing his pain. Toothless cooed, reminding Hiccup he was still there. "Oh Toothless... Do you think you'll be alright?" Hiccup whispered, and Toothless had no idea... He should be roaring and writhing in agony right there on screen.
Stoick looked disturbed. "Gobber... Shouldn't Toothless be in pain...?" Stoick looked up at Gobber, who stared in shock as he realises. "Odin's beard, it's TRUE. If that part's complete, then... Gods help us..." Stoick looked from Gobber to the screen, wondering what that could possibly mean.
Hiccup walks around and sees the arrows. Toothless looks at his angered face (Hmm... Almost like the scariest death stare combined with... Man, I got nothing...) with an unparalleled fear. He shakes his head rapidly.
The Vikings started to worry as the dragons shudder and recognise Hiccup's glare. The Vikings had to agree though, that expression... Oh man... The anger... Where had it come from?!
Hiccup: (In a deep, menacing and earth-shattering voice) Watch him for me, buddy. And Grenitu? DON'T LOOK DOWN. It's not going to be pretty.
Oh gods, they're gonna find out! Gobber worried, hoping that no-one would freak out. That was... unlikely, considering that they were Vikings. Everyone else was leaning out of their seats, expecting some more bad ass Hiccup fighting (And they got it... More or less.)
The dragons already knew the little secret, for they knew the look in the rider's and dragon's eyes. Now they remembered the old dragon's tale, the one they never believed in. They glanced at Toothless and Hiccup, wondering if they knew of their strength in the future.
As he says the final sentence, he takes the black sword and looks down at the clearing as the dragon backs away with Grenitu.
"MASACREEEEEEEEE!" Tuff screamed, cheering at the top of his lungs. He soon found all eyes on him, but they were eyes filled with horror and fear. Why?
"That's not gonna happen, Tuffnut, that's not a good thing to say!" The twins' father scolded, but Spark shifted as the screen paused.
"Um mm, well, you see, this was kinda the part I was concerned about... And I never thought I'd say this, but Tuffnut, if you, for some reason want a massacre, you're all going to get one in about twelve seconds. ON THE SCREEN." Everyone stared at her with wide eyes, their hearts racing.
Hiccup looks down at the ground and soldiers beneath him, his eyes filled with anger. He back flips into the scene below and lands Captain America style (BECAUSE I have no idea how to describe it...).
The room cheered in approval, enjoying the sight of such acrobatics and danger displayed in one man. And the fact that the man was Hiccup was just incredible. Tuffnut started to wonder if it was his birthday...
The ground slightly cracks in front of his fist on the ground. The guards, now revealed to have no arrows left and absolutely no weapons, watch him in pure terror.
"Wow..." and laughter summed up the room's reaction. Not from the unarmed guards, no, that was hilarious, but the fact his presence shook the ground and spread terror in the hearts of his enemies was so damn satisfying. Stoick knew he was beaming with pride, glad to have his faith in Hiccup completely restored, complete now that he could see his physical strength.
Hiccup himself was proud, proud of himself and Toothless. What strength they had! And he loved the fact that he still relied on Toothless, not fighting alone (Actually, he was rather relieved). But he could fight without other's help though, something he couldn't do currently. Toothless growled and raised his head, growling importantly, making Hiccup laugh and Toothless whack him in the head.
Hiccup stands, running a hand down his sword's blade, then slightly glances up.
"Dangerous... My friend's so damn danger-ous..." Tuffnut says in a sing-song voice, and the room roared with brief laughter.
Hiccup: So you want to play? Why, you should of said so...
He beckons them closer, his eyes glinting dangerously. The screen goes black, and the guard's screaming takes on the noise as well as the sound of sword slicing through bodies... (You get the idea...)
Fishlegs covers his ears, and Meatlug comforts him. The dragons roar in approval, happy to see, or well, hear those monsters die! They most likely killed them, they had definitely tortured their kind and their precious human! (The dragons felt a deep connection with Hiccup, since he was the one who had brought them together.)
Writing appears on the screen, About 40 minutes later...
"Gosh, you were fighting for that long? ALONE?!" Gobber cried, staring at the boy on the ground with wide eyes.
"Looks like it..." Hiccup responded as the screen resumed.
Toothless and Grenitu are looking scared, hugging each other in their fear. Toothless is peering over the edge, trying to find Hiccup.
Grenitu: (Nervous) Toothless... Shouldn't Hiccup be back by now?
Toothless grew alarmed with each second his rider wasn't on-screen, because, well... 40 minutes? Sure, there were plenty of guards down there, but surely... His rider wasn't hurt, was he? Right there, he feared that his rider was... Dead.
Stoick felt a chill shiver down his spine and he paled. Where was he? Why hadn't he come back yet?
Hiccup comes up from behind, climbing up onto the roof effortlessly. Toothless turns and sees him. His expression turns to one of relief as he abandons Grenitu in a flash, sending him spinning as runs over to his rider.
Hiccup chuckles quietly, scratching Toothless quietly. Of course Toothless would go to him on first sight. Meanwhile, the villagers released the breath they hadn't realised they were holding.
"Climbing roofs is no longer an issue after completing a massacre? Okay..." Jack said, cracking everyone up.
REFLECTION-
I'm glad to say I could read this without much problems.
The humour is kinda out of place and all, but they are half-baked jokes that I don't mind. I didn't say they've made me laugh. But, maybe that just means I actually have a terrible sense of humour...
Oh well. I'll leave you guys to decide. As you can see, I don't really have much to say with these later chapters; generally, I find they aren't so bad, which is probably nostalgia kicking in. Oh Thor, please tell me I am not going soft on my own abomination-al work...
I actually kinda liked the Tuffnut singing part, as for the reasons? I have no idea.
Seriously...
...Captain America style...? -_-
… It kinda works (As much as I hate to admit it).
Crystallion12
