Ciar is PRONOUNCED: KEE-AR
WARNING! This chapter contains sickening mental images with lots of BLOOD AND GUTS so BEWARE
Dread. That's what the mood was with witnessing the beast; his stomach plummeted as he stared. The monster was huge, at about 20 ships high and indescribable length.
The beast stood on 4 legs, large and muscular with the look of a large wolf. Its jaws dripped with gallons of blood. It's eyes were pitch black and black muck surrounded the evil creature; it growled low and harsh. The blood splattered as the monster squeezed a human splattering blood on his own face.
The blood was all too much, guts slipped out of carcass and onto the floor as the dog stared with its evil pair of eyes. It then lunged at it him-
"AHHHHHHHHHH!"
"Connor!" Lin's voice woke Connor from the horrid nightmare but it did not change Connor's mood at all. He shook in his bed, his limbs and jaw couldn't stop; his red hair covered his eyes. He took a deep breath and let a sob, Lin rubbed his back in attempt to comfort him.
Everyone else is Dragon Class Manor was woken up by Connor's screams; ILA pushed the others aside and went to Connor. Of everyone else, she was the most motherly; she hugged Connor as he sobbed. It didn't seem to matter to Connor who was watching or more, he couldn't seem to stop.
What he had seen had scared him so bad that it had made him emotional. Marcus came next and pushed through them with hot tea, not very tasty with its too-strong herbs but very calming. Connor drank it for the warmth for his blood had quite literally run cold in his sleep.
He kept a blanket wrapped around his shoulders and stared at the table; everyone had moved to the hall and sat down waiting patiently for an explanation. Connor stayed for a long time "I saw a monster in m-my dream, it was big and wolf like. It was huge and it-it fed on-on dead bodies. Before I woke up, it t-turned around and it held a person i-in its jaws, blood dripping from the body…" Connor's voice cracked.
Connor got up and threw open the door, Marcus got up worriedly and followed to find Connor emptying the contents of his stomach. Marcus stayed by him as Connor finished "it was so much blood" Connor said raggedly, his voice scratchy.
Marcus handed him a cup of water, Marcus took it and swished around part of the water and spit it into the bushes then drank the rest. When the two came back; Kenna was the first to speak, deliberately and slowly "do you know what it is?" she questioned.
"No… but I'll bet that Aden might, we all know that we're demi-gods right?" Tyson asked and they all nodded except Connor and Lin.
"Well, we're all born from Viking gods so it only makes sense that this monster has got to be something from the legends told around here, right?" Tyson explained.
"I think Tyson's right but it's not going to help thinking about it all night, we better get to bed soon and then we'll talk in the morning" ILA explained, the tired teens all agreed in silence.
Connor, though reluctant to sleep after his horrible dream, slept after all and stayed asleep until late morning when Aden had just arrived along with Hiccup. Connor's dream flashed before his eyes as he described the monster.
Hiccup looked troubled and so did Aden "it's gotta be that, right Hiccup?" he asked, Hiccup nodded in agreement.
"Fenrir" Aden confirmed "it's a large wolf that grew too big and it's teeth can tear through anything, except that it was binded with a string made from elves" he explaining
A shiver went up everyone's spine as they glanced at Connor who was still shaking slightly. "Its eyes were black, all black and no pupils; it looked… looked like that black stuff you told me about" Connor explained.
"Fenrir, when he was bound with string, vowed that he would escape the binds and Loki would take over and the monsters of the realm would have a great war and that Fenrir would swallow the sun" Hiccup explained his knowledge of legends passed down.
"But isn't that the story of the end of the world?" Kenna asked, her cherry lips pursing together but never admitting the fear.
"It's not time yet!" Connor yelled out causing everyone to jump slightly "This wolf, Fenrir, it doesn't happen yet. I don't know how but I could feel it inside me, like something's not right, it doesn't happen till much later" he explained closing his eyes.
"If this Fenrir is allowed to get free any more than now than all that has come into being will cease to exist causing a rift between worlds" he said, his eyes were now glazed over.
"So… time's ticking, huh?" Ciar mentioned, for the first time, the two looked bothered along with the rest of them.
"We have 3 years before Fenrir escapes his binds, well… we'd better start preparing; I'll let all of you take hold of this. No training today" Hiccup told him then turned to walk out before Toothless followed then turned back to look at Aden.
He gave him an odd look then turned away, nobody spoke after he left and nobody seemed to want to. The burden was heavier now, their lives had been tough before, some easier than others and some much harder.
Marcus was the first to walk out the door and his dragon, Argos following and Marcus jumped on her and took off into the sky. Tyson did the same, how his own dragon flew without wings was a mystery to all.
The rest separated to think it over all except the twins who went near a cliff face. Ciar sat down swinging his legs over the water a very long way down and Finn sat on a rock a foot or two away.
"Do you think it will be alright?" Ciar asked his quieter and intellectual brother.
"I don't know; Connor was very shook up when he talked about seeing Fenrir" Finn answered barely above a whisper. Ciar stayed silent for once, he sighed staring at the water, his heart pounding slightly with adrenaline at being so near to his death.
"It won't happen again, these people are different; that curse isn't real" Finn told his twin, getting up and pulling him away from the cliff he had perched on.
"How do you know?" Ciar demanded "how is it a coincidence that bad stuff always happens to us?!" he yelled, tears pooling as a more emotional side of him came out while his maddening brother just stared in apathy.
He turned around and pushed his brother down and tore up his twin's shirt to see the horrid scar that wound its way around Finn's torso. Proof of people's cruelty. "See, because we stay places and get close to people, this happens!" Ciar argued.
"That's not our fault, Ciar, people are cruel and we just have to expect it" Finn said calming pushing Ciar's hand away and getting up. He hugged his brother who tensed up then sighed heavily and relaxed "I don't want to see you getting hurt anymore… or anyone else" Ciar mentioned.
"Whether or not I get hurt doesn't matter, what matters is they need our help" Finn said, his eyes showed all that his face had not shown in expression. A willing for his twin to understand.
"Why should we? That village… that place, we helped them, we lived there and did their leader ever help? No, the minute he saw our scars he had us sentenced to execution!" Ciar yelled, his eyes held deep fury and he turned on his heel to stomp away from his brother.
"Ciar, wait" Finn said calmly but Ciar didn't stop and just trekked through the deep forest in order to cool off and think.
As we walked for hours, his legs burning from the difficulty of the climb over hills and around trees and small cliffs. Hiccup had told him during training that his legs were weak and he needed to walk more to strengthen them. He had ignored the remark because he still didn't trust everyone yet but now he was taking Hiccup's advice into account.
Hiccup had told him that of everything Ciar lacked, Finn made up for it and that they seemed to be two sides of a coin. Ciar was wild in his attacks, unpredictable and bold while Finn was careful, ready, and always thought things through.
Ciar knew perfectly well that of all their identical features, they were as different as night and day. Most couldn't see it when they were causing mischief but it was apparent for those who took the time. No one had in the 13 years that they had been born.
Ciar had a bit of a temper compared to his calmer brother, okay, a lot of a temper. It wasn't often that he let it out but there were a few choice people that set that anger off. One of the main people happened to be Marcus and Kenna but for different reasons.
Marcus was so innocent and a little too nice which sort of irked Ciar in a weird way. He had an urge to protect Marcus, he was almost positive he wasn't alone in this notion.
Kenna was infuriating because her character had the same fire and fury that Ciar possessed. She was as unpredictable and wild as he was and it annoyed him.
He sighed to himself as he prepared to walk around the cliff when he miss stepped. A feeling of dead came over him as he topped down the steep hill then, in a moment of desperation and adrenaline. He grabbed the edge of the cliff with his right arm.
He forced himself to breath slower as he figured panicking wouldn't be the smartest thing in the world at the moment. He looked down to look and see if he had any chance of just jumping into the water and making it.
His idea was quickly extinguished for the cliff was much too high and if the rocks at the bottom didn't kill him than the impact when he hit the water would. He was aware that he was shaking and a lump had gone to his throat.
He forced it down but the tear did not go away, it was so stupid that of all the things he was going to cry about was this. His brother and him had been thrown, beaten, shunned all their lives but all that didn't stop the tears from falling.
He didn't want to die now, now with tears streaming down his cheeks and him recently yelling at his brother. He was such a baby right now that it hurt his pride; he had a lot of pride and it had always been a problem.
He chocked down his proud and yelled 'help' as loud as he possibly could. The cliff he dangled from wasn't sturdy and the weight was slowly crumbling it for the hours he had dangled.
His strength was dwindling and he had almost given up when he heard a whoosh or flapping of wings. "Hello?!" he yelled with the strength he had left.
"Ciar?!" Marcus usually quiet and gentle voice yelled to him from up high and landed suddenly to where Ciar couldn't see. Marcus came into focus and Ciar almost let himself relief but the cliff he hung from was crumbling enough as it was.
Marcus seemed to recognize this and inch slowly towards it, as though fate laughed and played a prank, Ciar's cliff crumbled and he felt the yank of gravity. He thought for sure that he was going to die and hit the water or the rocks but a hand grabbed his wrist.
Ciar stared up at Marcus "can you give me your other hand?" he asked softly, Ciar put up the strength he had left for Marcus to reach his other arm. Marcus pulled Ciar up, despite how skinny and fragile Marcus seemed to be; he was stronger than he looked.
Marcus fell over when Ciar and Marcus were away from the hap hazardous cliff. Ciar was so exhausted and spent by hanging onto the cliff for hours that he had almost no strength to get up from Marcus. He simply closed his eyes momentarily, listening to Marcus' calming heartbeat against his chest.
"Ciar, are you okay?" Marcus asked, he seemed to be completely oblivious of his ability to calm everyone. Marcus seemed to the best remedy for people and he didn't seem to know this.
"Yeah" Ciar said hoarsely, after all the crying he did; he didn't know how he had more as he let out more sobs. Marcus sat up and adjusted Ciar more upright leaning against his chest then examined Ciar blistered and cut hand.
"When do you want to start getting out of here?" Marcus asked in a way only seemed to belong to him alone. Marcus was a saint among sinners even though everyone knew Marcus hid something the way they all hid something.
"Can I stop crying first?" Ciar asked then grimaced at how pathetic he sounded but the gentle hand on his head calmed him.
"Did you and Finn have a fight?" Marcus asked.
"How'd you know?" Ciar asked, still wondering how Marcus could seem so much older than him even though they were the same age.
"Finn ran into the Manor and started spouting all kinds of things that didn't really make sense except 'fight' and 'Ciar'. He seemed really scared for you, maybe he could feel you were in danger. I think that's the first time I've seen him show that much emotion" Marcus added.
Ciar smiled a little "yeah" he said quietly then shifted his body to attempt to stand but Marcus did the rest and yanked him to his feet and firmly held him so he wouldn't fall.
"You're body's in shock, Ciar, don't try to push yourself; are you bleeding?" Marcus asked in a panicked voice and lifted Ciar hand. It was bleeding, he had been clinging onto the cliff so tightly and so long that sharp rocks had been imbedded into flesh.
"C'mon, Argos, we've got to get him to Astrid" Marcus picked up Ciar with impossible ease and placed Ciar on Argos and then got on himself in front of Ciar. "Hold on tight" Marcus told him and Ciar held tight with his arms around Marcus' chest as soon as Argos took to the skies.
He had an iron grip as he looked down; the first few feet were terrifying and his heart beat like crazy but once high enough to reach the clouds he relaxed his grip. "See, not bad, huh?" Marcus asked; he had easily felt Ciar's heartbeat.
"Yeah… I wish I had a dragon" Ciar commented and Marcus chuckled throatily.
"Considering how everyone's dragons have just been turning up lately, I have no doubt that you and Finn will get yours" Marcus mentioned as Argos landed, striding toward Astrid and Hiccup's cabin.
Finn was the first to run out of it Ciar jumped off immediately and hugged his brother. "I thought I was gonna die" he admitted to him. "I thought you were too" Finn admitted.
"So you knew I was gonna fall off a cliff?" Ciar asked.
"No, I knew you feared for your life" Finn answered then grabbed Ciar hurt hand "and that when you hurt, I can feel it" Finn added pulling him inside for Astrid to take the rocks out.
"Hey Finn" Ciar added.
"What?" Finn questioned.
"I think we can trust them" Ciar admitted and Finn smiled slightly.
"How'd you know where to find him?" Aden questioned Marcus as he walked into the home.
"Uh well, it's weird because I think my powers can mimic even internal abilities of others. I kind of just wanted to find Ciar and Finn's ability was kind of transferred to me. Just until I found him, it's gone now" Marcus explained shrugging his shoulders.
"Speaking of powers, Allan's discovered a new one and it's kind of getting out of control" Aden said.
Marcus looked at Aden expectantly "He's making jewels with his hands."
HAHAHHA! Aren't I evil leaving you hanging like this? So I know that I haven't done much about the twins lately or at all really but yeah, this is it. Thank you for staying tuned and sorry it's taken a long time and so now you have your official villain. REVIEW!