Bottom for review responses, as always.
I've decided from reviews that I will keep the same idea for separating story and movie as last chapter, but it wont be with M and B markers, I'll use something I hope is less intrusive.
Apparently, this story is now rated number two stat wise for favorites, alerts and follows out of all of my own stories, though, while I'm happy, it's not saying much since only one of my stories was ever actually popular. Lol. However! Twenty one is a solid amount. Again, yes I know it's not comparable to the others.
I don't work on that standard anyway. I wanted to submit this, as despite my burnt hand, I did make a promise for weekly updates...and I don't have to type much between movie scripts. I estimate a chapter here takes about one and a half to two thousand of my own words
I do feel guilty though, about my story Lemongrass Stains, which on average takes about six or seven thousand words from me chapter by chapter...and I have been unable to submit a chapter to it since the tenth of this month.
DreamWorks Animation produced the How to Train Your Dragon movie, it was distributed by Paramount Pictures, and the original story this movie was based on was written by Cressida Cowell.
Dean DeBlois, Chris Sanders & Will Davies were in charge of screenplay for How To Train Your Dragon. DeBlois and Sanders together wrote and drafted the movie script.
Warning, this chapter contains:
Mind games, courtesy of Loki.
More Movie!
Beginnings of tension between cast members.(Only the beginning you say? Yes.)
A few re-written scenes of the movie.- I re-wrote a major scene in this chapter so that it would more elaborately explain was was going on during the movie. The script is, just that, a script. It's good for putting things in place, but novelization, especially for main scenes, is better for a story. If you are following the script along with me, you'll notice where I leave the script behind and use my own word, although it's rather obvious without looking.
~C F Winchester, Finalage.
Bonds Under Ocean Waves
Chapter 8: Met.
Camicazi took a nervous glance in the direction of Hiccup, who was leaning on Toothless next to her as the portal dimmed again to indicate the changing of the scene. She looked him over and noticed his hands were on the ground on either side of him, not in his lap folded up as they had been before. He was paying more attention to the movie now where before he had been more interested in the audience. Her eyes zoomed back to his hand. It seemed like it was a whole realm away from her, despite being just over a full hands' span away. She swallowed and reached out.
Unconsciously, her eyes rolled and found Astrid's. The girl was staring right at her, and with such an intensity that Camicazi snatched her hand back as if burned and unbidden let out a quarter of a gasp. She swallowed again at the continued burning look, but Hiccup had heard the noise and looked around.
"Something wrong Camicazi?"
Her eyes locked on him, but she could still see Astrid out of the corner of one eye. She gave an apologetic smile.
"Oh, nothing, no need to worry, just...someone was looking this way. I thought they were watching me. Nothing big. Oh look, the portal is showing again!"
Hiccup gave a half smile and looked back at the portal, Camicazi looked at Astrid. She too was once again looking forwards...but she thought she had been sitting closer before...hadn't she? Maybe it was just a trick on her eyes...
Behind her, Loki grinned.
o~||
INT. GREAT HALL - DAY A noisy din of PROTESTING VOICES leads to... STOICK, glowering in the firelight. Surrounded by his men.
STOIC: "Either we finish them or they'll finish us! It's the only way we'll be rid of them! If we find the nest and destroy it, the dragons will leave. They'll find another home."
He sinks his blade into a... LARGE NAUTICAL MAP, spread out on the table... the blade pierces the middle of an uncharted corner, swirling with painted sea monsters and dragons.
STOIC (CONT'D) (DECIDEDLY): "One more search. Before the ice sets in."
VIKING: "Those ships never come back."
STOIC (MATTER-OF-FACT): "We're Vikings. It's an occupational hazard. Now who's with me?"
Stoic throws up his fist. No one follows. The crowds shifts in restless silence. Head scratches. Eyes averted.
VIKING (FEEBLE): "Today's not good for me."
VIKING (CONT'D) (EQUALLY FEEBLE): "I've gotta do my axe returns."
STOIC: "Alright... Those who stay will look after Hiccup."
Hands jut into the air, volunteers galore. Enthusiastic murmurs of prep and packing fill the room.
o~||
Hiccup's face twists into a scowl, and this time Camicazi has no trouble putting her hand on his shoulder with a murmured sound of condolence. Toothless decided that this time, condolences were needed more than commentary and threats, so he simply gave a low croon. He gives a grateful glance to the pair of them before turning back to the screen. Toothless looked at Camicazi.
||He does love his father...but I am afraid the man doesn't deserve that love.
She petted his hind leg awkwardly, since she really had no idea where would be safe to touch him at this angle. No matter how much he talked and how calm he was around Hiccup, the fact remained that this was a dragon...and despite having used him as a seat, she knew her standing with him was only as good as his judgment was on her character...I.E: She was only tolerated by the grace of Hiccup by the dragon.
"I know."
By her seat, Astrid had take a half glance back at this comment, but didn't say anything. Her eyes had hovered just a fraction of a second on the hand that was on his shoulder before looking back...she did not see her interact with Toothless.
Loki's smile fades a little, more into a look of contemplation. So. Unloved by his father too. Loki saw how his plan could succeed now, but while it would still be fun to execute, it was slightly less fun in light of the fact that he would have to play on the love a child had for his father, which was a subject that hit home for him, seeing how his relationship with his own father seemed to have worked out...however, on the upside, it would be revenge for the both of them...
Unusually, it was Tuffnut who summed it up:
"Dude, that is so cold it's worse than the time that Yak got stuck in a blizzard and came out as a solid block."
Ruffnut blinked at that. Since when had her brother actually said useful things? Tuffnut looked at her and then adopted a slightly offended look.
"Oh what, I can't say things that make sense? That's racist."
Fishlegs, who had been mainly quiet up to this point, pipped up.
"Not exactly sure that's the right usage for that word there..."
"Then it's Tuffnutist."
Ruffnut decided to join in here.
"You just made that word up."
Looking superior, Tuffnut looked back at the portal.
"Well duh."
o||
PHLEGMA THE FIERCE: "To the ships!"
SPITELOUT: "I'm with you Stoic!"
STOIC (DRY): "That's more like it."
The Vikings rush for the door, leaving Gobber and Stoic alone. Gobber gulps back the contents of his tankard attachment and scrapes back the bench.
GOBBER: "I'll pack my undies."
STOIC: "No, I need you to stay and train some new recruits."
GOBBER: "Oh, perfect. And while I'm busy, Hiccup can cover the stall. Molten steel, razor sharp blades, lots of time to himself...what could possibly go wrong?"
Stoic sinks onto the bench beside Gobber, his brow burdened.
STOIC: "What am I going to do with him Gobber?"
GOBBER: "Put him in training with the others."
STOIC: "No, I'm serious."
GOBBER: "So am I."
Stoic turns to him, glaring.
STOIC: "He'd be killed before you let the first dragon out of its cage."
o~||
Hiccup's scowl deepened, and he managed to mutter:"Gee, thanks a lot dad."
Astrid look over at this comment and saw Camicazi reach over and murmur condolences, her hand absently in his hair. Her boil, unexpectedly, rose to a boil at this. Why was she pawing him? She looked away, back to the portal, huffing. At least taking comfort in the fact that Hiccup seemed to take no comfort from Camicazi's ministrations...
Behind her, she did not see the girl shift and grin at her before smoothly becoming another person. The copy of Loki grinned as he continued to watch the screen in front of him. This was indeed going to be fun.
o~||
GOBBER: "Oh, you don't know that."
STOIC: "I do know that, actually."
GOBBER: "No, you don't."
STOIC: "No, actually I do."
GOBBER: "No you don't!"
o~||
Camicazi gave him another look before saying in a low mumble:
"At least you had Gobber to defend you."
Hiccup looked up and found Gobber with his eyes. He called out, repeating a previous exchange, but while the last time it had been sarcastic and humorous, this time it was far more sincere.
"...Thanks a lot Gobber."
"...You're welcome."
Stoic shifted a little uncomfortably, but made no other move besides that. He had already said that wasn't his son. He had nothing to be ashamed of.
o~||
STOIC: "Listen! You know what he's like. From the time he could crawl he's been...different. He doesn't listen...He has the attention span of a sparrow. I take him fishing and he goes hunting for... for trolls!"
GOBBER (DEFENSIVE): "Trolls exist! They steal your socks."
o~||
"They do?"
Hiccup looked at Camicazi. He gave a silly kind of grin half way between goofy and sarcastic.
"Sure they do! But only-"
o~||
GOBBER (DARKLY): "But only the left ones. What's with that?"
`o~||
"It's because they can't dance Gobber."
Astrid, Snotlout, Ruffnut and Tuffnut looked confused at this comment, and Fishlegs was momentarily so before he got it and burst out laughing for an absurd reason. Camicazi had far more decorum, but she did manage a smile. Gobber raised his eyebrows at that one and called back.
"I'm pretty sure that having two left feet was never meant to be literal boy!"
o~||
STOIC: "When I was a boy..."
GOBBER (GRUMBLING): "Oh here we go."
o~||
Gobber watched himself on the portal as he took a swig of his ale, and the exact same thing happened to him that had happened to him then. His stone pebble tooth fell out. He nearly gagged before it fell back into his mug and he peeped into it as he did so on screen before fishing it out the exact same way.
"Damn thing always falls out!"
He take a glance at the portal and became indignant once he realized that the teens around him had been sniggering at him doing the very same thing the portal was. He pointed at it with a savage finger.
"See!"
This time, it was the Twins who started to laugh. Tuffnut threw another statement out.
"Wait...why not use yak glue for it Gobber?"
"Because it makes things taste terrible tha's why, and since when were you so full of useful advice?"
"I think it's because I hit him too hard last time. Don't worry, I'll fix him!"
Ruffnut pounced on him from behind and conked him on the head; hard. Gobber decided to busy himself placing his tooth back in before looking for something to bang it back in.
o~||
STOIC: "My father told me to bang my head against a rock and I did it. I thought it was crazy, but I didn't question him... and you know what happened?"
GOBBER : "You got a headache."
o~||
Gobber, seeing himself use his mug, resigned himself to doing the exact same thing again and used his current mug.
o~||
STOIC: "That rock split in two. It taught me what a Viking could do, Gobber. He could crush mountains, level forests, tame seas!"
o~||
"Then explain how we lose all those ships at sea."
o~||
STOIC: "Even as a boy, I knew what I was, what I had to become."
(BEAT)
"Hiccup is not that boy."
GOBBER: "You can't stop him, Stoic. You can only prepare him."
(BEAT)
"Look, I know it seems hopeless. But the truth is you won't always be around to protect him. He's going to get out there again. He's probably out there now."
ON STOICK, as Gobber's words hit their mark...
The scene changes...
EXT. WOODS - DAY ON AN OPEN NOTEBOOK A drawn map of the island, covered in X's.
Hiccup looks up from it and peeks over a gorge, expectantly. Sees nothing. He adds another 'X' to the page, then scratches his pencil over the whole map in frustration. He snaps the book closed and pockets it.
o~||
"...and here is the moment I am most ashamed of."
||Oh, I wouldn't worry about it too much, I paid you back for some of it if I remember right.
"Yeah, by scaring away about forty years of my life."
||...and your father took away the rest.
Hiccup didn't answer to the jibe.
o~||
HICCUP: "Uggh, the gods hate me. Some people lose their knife, or their mug. No, not me. No, I manage to lose an entire DRAGON."
Hiccup WHACKS a low-hanging branch. It SNAPS back at him, hitting him in the face.
"Argh!"
Hiccup rubs his eye as he looks at the tree with useless malice. Then he sees that it has been practically demolished by something that cracked it's trunk in half. He follows the sight with his eyes and sees that the tree lays by a trench that is carved down the slope. Something fell here and slid in the mud from the previous rain. It had probably crashed into the tree...he looked about before carefully lowering himself down and sliding alongside the trench. His hand comes out and caresses the tree back where long scratch marks are evident. Something tried to stop it's decent and had failed. The tree was not the only thing scratched...
Whatever that had fallen here had been alive. He controlled his slide and managed to stop himself by a ridge that jutted out over a cove. He takes a peek over the rock and sees a large, immobile black shape. It's a dragon. He ducks back instantly. Nothing, no fire, not roars...he cautiously peeks back over again and approaches the immobile object in awe.
Laying there against a fallen tree, tightly bound by his bola is a pitch black dragon, seemingly dead. Scattered debris from it's fall covers the rock face it lays upon, and Hiccup's eyes zip t encompass the creature he has dreamed about for years...
This was the Night Fury.
o~||
"No! Don't tell me useless actually DID catch the Night Fury! He's useless! It makes no sense!"
Almost everyone, besides Hiccup and a few select others, turned to glare at Snotlout. He shut his mouth and shrunk some under the scrutiny.
Stoic looked at the portal. So. He had caught it...he almost wondered what would have happened if he had listened to him when he said it...
o~||
Hiccup searches himself frantically before coming up with his dagger, and then he cautiously approaches the downed dragon. It does not move.
HICCUP (CONT'D) (IN SHOCK): "Oh wow. I did it. I did it. Oh oh, T-this fixes everything!"
(ELATED) "Yes!"
He strikes a victory pose, planting his foot on the fallen Night Fury.
HICCUP (CONT'D): "I have brought down this mighty beast!"
o~||
"Ugh."
||Hmm. I think that your reaction is actually rather muted considering the life you were going through.
"Still. Ugh. That's like Snotlout there."
He looked over and was surprised to see his father grinning at him from the table. What...? He looked to his side and saw Camicazi and Loki still there...wait...Loki? Wasn't he by Astrid? Loki seemed to be paying attention to the portal but...Hiccup shook his head. Loki could copy himself. He looked back at the table and saw his father attentively watching the scene. No indication that he had shared a smile with Hiccup was evident.
Loki...what do you want?
Hiccup carefully kept his face a study in surprise and slight longing.
o~||
It suddenly shifts, tossing him backwards against a boulder.
HICCUP (CONT'D): "Whoa!"
Hiccup extricates himself from the boulder. He forces himself to steady as he crawls along the length of the wounded, weak dragon, and comes over the cusp of one massive, bat like wing to reveal a brilliantly green eye, staring coldly at him with all the defiance of a judgment from Thor. Hiccup involuntarily swallows and readies his weapon, looking from it to the dragon as if seeking purchase and power from the other. His breaths move his entire lithe body as he speaks, and the blood pounding in his ears isn't helping matters.
HICCUP (CONT'D): "I'm going to kill you, Dragon. I'm gonna...I'm gonna cut out your heart and take it to my father..."
His dagger shivers a little in his hand and he steadies it with his next statement.
"I'm a Viking."
It wasn't enough. A beat passes as he forces himself to repeat the line, louder, shoving himself forwards with touch of anger to make up for his failing appearance if nothing else. He forces himself closer.
"I am a VIKING!"
Hiccup raises his dagger high above his head, determined to strike the beast down. He closes his eyes so he does not have to see it, which will make it easier...
So he tells himself.
He has dreamed of this moment for years! Why is it so hard now? Just do it! No more screw up, no more useless, just strike!
The labored breathing of the dragon breaks his conversation, and he opens one brilliant green eye to meet the others' equally green, cat like ones. They stare at each other, and Hiccup can see the mixture of emotions. In that moment, he feels like the situation is reversed, and he is the one in those bolas...the fear, the defiance, the desire, the sadness...
Finally, the Night Fury closes its eye and lowers its head, resigned to its fate. It lets out a low, pained croon as it's head falls to the ground. Hiccup tries to go through with it, holding the dagger aloft... fighting himself...until he finds he just...can't.
He can't kill the dragon. His dream...would just have to stay one. He lowers the dagger in frustration against his head. Then he shifts it to a one handed grip so he can look at it in his hand, then to the dragon.
HICCUP (CONT'D) (muttered, ashamed): "I did this."
He turns to leave. Pauses. And glances back at the dragon, chest heaving.
Hiccup GRUMBLES.
He checks over his shoulder to ensure that no one is watching... then hurries back to cut the ropes.
The Night Fury's eye shoots open. With the dragon watching his every move, Hiccup hurriedly saws through the bola ropes. As the last rope falls free, the Night Fury suddenly POUNCES!
In a blur, the dragon is upon him, pinning Hiccup down, grazing his neck. Looking like it's about to kill him. Hiccup is paralyzed. The dragon's breath ruffles his hair. Hiccup opens his eyes to find the Night Fury's animalistic stare boring into him. The exchange is intense, profound. The dragon draws a deep breath, as though it's about to torch him, then lets out an ear-piercing scream instead. It turns and takes flight, flapping violently through the canopy of trees. It bashes against a nearby mountain side, recovers, and drops out of view some distance away. Winded, Hiccup struggles to his feet, staggers a few steps, collapses to his knees, and faints, a sound like a dying man exiting his chest as all the air leaves him.
+~~E~~+
Instead of one lining responding to you guys, I'll answer you all with this:
I might as well stop beating around the bush with you guys. Yes. One of the reasons I decided to start this story around this time was due to the fact that I estimated by the time I was finished with the first movie's storyline, the second movie's script would be up online for me to use, and it's initial buzz would have mellowed to allow me to figure out what I would be able to do with it.
What will most likely occur is that I will show "clips" of the second movie, but not the whole thing. However, don't look at this as set in stone, I am still unsure how it will fit in to my own story line...but even as I type this, I'm getting an idea...and I think I like it.
I did also, and am still; toying with the idea of showing a few "episodes" of "Riders/Defenders of Berk", but I am rather hesitant due to the fact the series doesn't have much continuity with he movies, or the books.
For example I have heard Hiccup mention twice in the series that Toothless's shot limit is six. Which is utterly impossible. The first time it's lamp-shaded when Toothless fires more than six times, Hiccup blaming this on the fact that Toothless ate an eel and was extremely sick from it. The second time however, Toothless is clearly show by the series to reach a limit after six shots...which defies all logic in the movie. If he had a limit of six, the battle with the Red Death would not even have been able to take place the way it did.
Also, the series seriously screwed with Gobber. =S They make him out to be some affable idiot who smells the worst out of them all and can't figure out how to solve his problems, he's there for comic relief. Gobber has humor yes, but he has a cunning mind of his own, and the movie shows he can use it too.
Basically put there is a high chance you'll see some other cannon content from the How To Train Your Dragon Universe in here besides the movie. Something like 80/20 for it.
As for Hiccup "cheating death" or something like that...just wait and see dears.
Wait and see... :).
~C F Winchester.