I wish that Gronckles knew how to hunt. But because of their rock diet, they don't even know how to stalk animals without scaring them off. I've managed to teach myself though.

I slowly crawl through the thick brush as I inch closer to a small rabbit that ventures out of its hole. I'm about to pounce when I feel a sudden jerk on my tail. I scream and turn around. Firetrap chose the worst time to scare me. Now the rabbit is fleeing. I pursue it quickly, trying to keep my footing as I run after the little animal.

I'm starting to get tired. But I have to catch the rabbit. I need to learn to hunt. I'm catching up to it. I'm almost there. I can almost catch it now!

The rabbit suddenly turns sharply to the left. But I forget about the rabbit as I look up at the faces of four humans.

If there's one thing I've heard about these guys, it's that these humans are known for yu ting and killing dragons, or locking them away and forcing them to fight for their lives.

Without any more hesitations, I bolt out of their sight, running through the grass and bushes as I try to lose them.

But I hear them. They are catching up. They're gaining on me. Now I know how that rabbit felt.

Wait! I could go to Blugmay and Raketooth! They'd know what to do.

I turn and run in the direction of the nest. I'm almost caught by the hunters when I see the opening to the nest. I enter the clearing and yell, "Hunters! Help!"

Blugmay and Raketooth quickly run at the humans and try to drive them away. One of the humans passes them and runs at the little Gronckles. Firetrap hesitates from leaving the bushes as he has just returned to the clearing. Slyshot hides in the cave. Blugmay grabs the man with her jaw and breaks his back, throwing him off the nearby cliff. The other humans watch this and quickly retreat. I can't tell whether they're searching for their companion or running away in fear.

After the men leave, Blugmay observes us for any wounds. Everyone is alright.

Raketooth looks at me and growls, "I told you he was trouble. He lead those humans here and nearly got us killed."

Blugmay sighs, "He was scared, Raketooth. He didn't know what to do."

Raketooth pounces at me, but Blugmay jumps between us and takes the blow for me. Raketooth tries to charge at me, yelling, "That demon is going to be our demise unless we get rid of him!"

Blugmay bites Raketooth's paw and pins him down, "Draymore is not a demon!"

Raketooth frees himself from Blugmay's paws, "Then why does he look like one?"

I back away from Raketooth as he glares at me with nothing but hatred in his eyes, "If I were you, I wouldn't put our family at risk again. I'd get rid of him."

I shake my head. I don't want to accept this, but j feel that Raketooth is right. I turn and run. I run from the nest. I run, and I run, and I run. I run until I can't take the pain in my chest any longer.

I stop and listen. I hear the girl. I see her in q nearby clearing. I want to say something to her, but she seems like she wants to be alone.

She's dragging a stick through the dirt. She made an image of herself in the dirt. I think I should know what this is called, but I don't.

Hiccup then aggressively drags the stick over the image, ruining it.

A small dragon that we call a Terrible Terror enters the clearing, trying to comfort her.

Hiccup turns and looks at the dragon. But she just glares at him. She turns and throws the stick at the small dragon. She angrily yells at it, saying, "I hate you! I wish I were never one of you!"

I lower myself, as to not give away my position. Hiccup looks like she's crying. Her eyes are purple and her hair is black. Even some of her skin is black. But she seems too sad to lash out in a deadly way.

Hiccup buries her face in her hands. I can hear her. She's crying.

"Why was I born like this? What did I do to deserve to be born as a demon?"

I feel pity for this girl, but at the same time, I feel hurt. She hates her dragon side. She hates us. She hates me.

I feel hatred for her. Just as she hates me. I turn and leave, not even bothering to look back.

I can no longer care any less of her. I hope she's stuck like this for the rest of her life. Then she'll know what it's like to be hated.