Hey guys! I'm am so far behind on my writing it isn't even funny :( I know I'm awful, but don't worry I finally have a chapter out once and for all, I hope you enjoy this chapter! I had some fun writing it, even though it took me forever.
Also who watched the walking dead last Sunday? WTF no seriously wtf? I mean really? your just going to leave us on the moment we all have been waiting for? I mean nothing exciting happened! The only bad thing that happen was when Deanna got bit and decided to stay behind and started shooting walkers like a fucking badass! while Rick and the rest of the group went to the armory, and Sam...of Jesus fucking Christ don't get me started on that little fucker! As soon as he started bitching "Mom,Mom, Mom!" I was like omg shut the fuck up! your in the middle of the fucking horde of walkers and now you want to start talking to your mom? Let me guess you want a fucking cookie? Right?! God I hope they kill him and Ron at the mid season prepare in February. Also Morgan is pissing me off too, I'm pretty much on team Carol here so you know who I'm picking in this little grudge match. Also did I mention I FUCKING HATE SAM!
I swear to fucking god that kid is going to get everyone fucking killed, even thought I already know what happens in the comic books... yeah I read all the walking dead comic books by now... If you have read the comics you'll know what I'm talking about. You know when Rick and the group cover themselves in walker guts and and all hell breaks lose and the Ron gets eaten and Jessie is being pulled in the horde and eaten alive but she won't let go of Carl and Rick has to cut off her hand so he can save his only son, then Carl accidentally gets shot in the eyes and loses half of his face and so on...
Well that was my little rant, hope you understand.
Also thank you for the nice reviews and kind words!
This is It For Me Here
Chapter Twelve
I Own Nothing
Hiccup and Toothless...
The sky was still pitch black, snow was still falling down, but some of the wind had finally died down, so I could see and not have cold snow blown in my face. We were still in the forest, flying over all the thick trees and brush down below, I had my mask and armor all on. But it didn't do much to keep me warm, I couldn't feel my small hands, I felt like they were being poke with hot pins and needles. I hope the weather changes soon, I hope when the sun rises it thaws my cold hands and legs, I couldn't even make facial movements with out feeling the cold stabbing me directly in the face.
Once we were out of the woods, we continued to look around the entire area. I couldn't keep my eyes focused, they kept looking and scanning around, I could feel my breathing starting to slow down, I felt like I was playing a deadly game of trying to be quiet. One of my hands was gripping on the holder of the saddle, my knuckles were turning pure white, I couldn't get my buck teeth to stop chattering and colliding together.
Toothless was starting to get a little concerned, he groaned at me as he sliced his way through the snow.
"I'm fine bud." I whispered still feeling like cold dead corpses."Just a little longer."
Drago was going to be show up any second, I just knew it. He was going to turn up sooner or later, dawn was approaching Berk soon, so it couldn't be much longer now, all I could do was keep my eyes and ears opened, waiting for a sign of him being here, I just hope it would be soon so I can get this over with. The sooner this guy is dead, the sooner I can get out of here and never come back here again, I already put Berk behind me once and I can do it again.
This is Berk, the land of kill or be killed. I once called this little piece of rock home, but this place was nothing but a war zone. I mean Berk was never a safe place from the start, it's been nothing but a walking death trap before I was born and so on, If you couldn't carry on and protect yourself...like me then your pretty much dead meat, just a runt, the only reason I'm still alive is because of my...
Dad
He was the only person that bothered to keep me safe and alive, even though I was nothing but a burden in the first place. Even though I never really saw it as keeping me safe, more like keeping me away from everyone else so I wouldn't get somebody killed at the end of the day, and as soon as all the madness and fighting, I would get lectured and yelled at for screwing everything up, all because I didn't listen. But that was always me, I couldn't stay in one place at one time for too long, I felt like I had to help, even though it didn't do any good. My dad would be furious and scream at me until he was out of breath or didn't feel like looking at me, sometimes I wonder if I meant anything to him at all.
I barely brought up the subject of dad to my mom, I didn't feel like talking about him, plus I think it hurt her about me talking about him and all the stuff he has done over the years. When I was with her and the nest, I thought all my troubles were over, I thought I was starting a new chapter in my life. But the gods for some odd reason didn't like that, so reality came and bite me in the rear.
Now here I am with my best friend and soon my mother to take out an insane mad man that is trying to take over the world with a dragon army! Sound totally ridicules I know, and it get's worse once I think about it more. The only thing I could do was protect and hide, I didn't want no one to see my face, I didn't want anyone to know I was alive this entire time and that's how it was going to stay.
I kept looking out into the ocean, waiting and waiting for a sign of Drago. Nothing, just snow and ice combined in a bitter dance of winter, I could feel the bitterness of the cold nipping my nose.
The torches were already lit, a few men and woman were walking around, carrying weapons, battle axes and swords as always, nothing out of the ordinary yet. I kept my distance away from the village trying my best not to make us a target. It was like they were waiting for something, keeping watch for any dragons, even though there wasn't much to steal since the place looked picked cleaned. Funny how it didn't look like this when I left, the place was fully stocked and loaded, enough to keep us alive for months and so on.
But the something bad caught my eyes, I gasped quietly as I notice a few familiar faces approaching some of the warriors. They were walking over going over a few things, telling them something, they were carrying around nets and pulling out the launchers for them, spreading them out, but I wasn't too concerned about that, those were easy to take out, what I was concerned about was who it was setting all those traps up.
"Eret." I whispered bitterly, how the in the Hell did he get here? Why is he here? Who let him and his goons onto Berk? Unless he... Oh shit.
"Oh no." I whispered, oh the irony."Toothless... Eret knows about us." I said frantically."Eret knows about us attacking his crew and destroying his fort and ships." My eyes never left the sight of Eret son of Eret."Drago sent him to tell him about..." I trailed off not wanting to say it. Eret knew about the Night Fury and his rider, but he never got a good look at the young lads face, just his hair and emerald eyes shining through his dark mask. But Hiccup knew Eret spilled words of another dragon thief emerging, telling all about this to his master warlord, Drago.
Drago knew about this for months, but Eret was the one to tell him that Chief Stoick was out for blood against the Night Fury that killed his son, Hiccup. Six months is plenty of time for word to spread of this, but the only Thing Drago really wanted was that Night Fury and Stoick's head. He knew Stoick was one of the most mighty Dragon killers alive, and he would do anything to get revenge. The only thing that Drago didn't know the boy under that mask was Stoick's son, none of his trappers had seen his face. That was Hiccup's only saving grace from not having his identity blown.
It felt almost savage at some point to hide away from the outside world, I don't know how mom has been able to do it for the last fifteen years. I guess she was more used to it then I was, I mean I'm almost seven months in, but fifteen years? That's crazy, or so I thought at first when I was living with her for the first couple of weeks. But once I settled in and got used to it, it finally felt like home for me, as if I belong their the whole time. I didn't feel afraid of being myself or make a mistake and worry of the dawn fall of it.
But now everything is taking a turn, it's like nothing can go right for me.
We had to take out all of theses traps first before my mom shows up with the nest, the last thing I need is our dragons getting caught and turned against us. We had to blow theses catapults to bits, it was risky of course, but then again what wasn't? I mean I took out the dragon queen and slayed her with Toothless and almost died, Hell I almost lost my leg months ago. It broke in different places, I was sure I was going to lose it. I mean when you fall straight out of the sky and surrounded my fire and smoke and the place you land on is rock and pebbles, if it weren't for Toothless catching me in time I would have met my doom a long time ago.
Now my life is on the line again, hopefully I won't lose a limb or get burned alive. Thank the gods my mother was one of the best healers I know, I remember she used to tell me stories of how she was praised for healing and helping wounded warriors and such,That was one of the reason why my loved her so much, she cared about everyone and only wanted to help out. But that wasn't what she really wanted, the only thing she wanted was to make this world safer for humans and dragons, but I guess you can't have the best of both worlds.
Now we both have to watch two worlds collide.
"Alright Toothless." I spoke quietly."We have to take out all those traps before Mom shows up, if they see her and the rest of the nest showing up, they'll fire take them all out." I narrowed my eyes through my mask, making out how many were set up, not too many. We can take these both out with no problem, it would be just like old times, except on an island full of vikings that could kills any moment.
"You ready?" He gave me a stern growl, I took that as a yes.
Then without even thinking, Toothless started to fire, his high pitch whine filled the skies as we both charged, hearing and listening to the villagers screaming. The first few nets were a breeze, blowing them up to small pieces with in seconds as more villagers and vikings came flooding in, screaming at us. I could see the ground starting to shake because of how powerful the force of the blast was, after the first ones were blown they left a nasty blue trail of fire behind.
"NIGHT FURY!"
"DON'T LET IT GET AWAY!"
"FIRE!"
Nets were flying in almost every direction, flying over inches from my had as Toothless continued to doge them all. So far so good, only a few more catapults and that should be it for now, just need to get a little closer to take out the rest. the only thing I could hear were viking war cries and nets and bolas continued to thrown our way, this was insane, I don't how Toothless managed to doge all these weapons and nets being hurdled at him, but then again he has an intense speed, like moment he's there the next he's blowing up half of the village by now.
I'm surprised my dad hasn't shown up yet...
"RELOAD THE NETS." Speak of the devil."DO NOT LET THEN ESCAPE!" His voice echoed out, sending chills down my spine.
I turned my head for one split second and there he was, I could have felt my heart drop to my stomach in a heartbeat. It felt like time had stopped for a minute, I held my breath for what felt like an eternity. Hiccup, just breath and keep it together, your dad has no idea that you and your mother have been alive this entire time and he won't find out today, not tomorrow or ever. I just need to keep my focus and do what I was ready to do, defend Berk and the dragons, what could possibly go wrong?
Suddenly I felt something hard hitting us, like I was just struck in the shoulder with something sharp.
I spoke too soon.
An arrow was lodged in my left shoulder, piecing my armor though, causing all this pain and pressure to rise up. Even with all the flying and spinning around I still got hit, I could literally feel the sharp tip of it being ran through my bony stiff shoulder, I think it might me stuck in their. I slowly reached for the arrow, gripping the shaft of it tight and yanked it hard, hard enough for me to release a yell and spill blood all over my neck and torso, my shirt underneath was soaked in the red wine liquid, I could feel some of the blood run down my shoulder and back, just oozing out and filling my nose with the smell of copper. Too bad that was enough to distract me and cause me to forget a minute what the Hell I was doing. I could my breathing starting to quicken as I looked out in front of me.
Toothless was still fighting, sending plasma blast in every direction. Except he wasn't just blowing up the weapons, he was blasting houses, and the last one almost hit the forge. My dad was still running around, throwing random things at us, but of course those things missed us, except for the you know...the arrow.
"Toothless." I breathed out."Go a little easy on them, were just taking out the catapults and nets for now, not the houses or the forge!" I screamed almost panic, the last thing I need is Toothless killing Gobber and blowing up the only forge in Berk, now that would really be bad.
Toothless gave me a apologetic moan, letting me know he was getting ahead of himself, we had to slow down for a minute, I'm already hurt and bleeding out. Okay I just need to keep a level mind and just try to keep myself calm as possible. The more I freak out, the more blood I lose, then I could go into shock, I had to keep the pressure on the wound, but with what?
I shook my head, I don't have time for this, I need to take out the last section of catapults and be done until sunrise. The sky was starting to let out, slowly starting to turn a light grey, no longer pitch black, time was slipping by me, Toothless already got another fort of weapons destroyed. Then I heard my dad screaming out again.
"GET THEM!, KILL THEM!" He shouted as more nets were coming out way, the thick netting kept flying by us, missing us by inches.
But the closer we got, the closer the hits became, arrows and bolas just nearly scratching us by the hair, just two more to go and that will be it. We are so close, I could see it right in front of us, too bad I wasn't pay too much attention down below. My heart was still beating like mad, gods I thought I was going to have a bloody heart attack. Mom was never joking about this place of being the land of kill or be killed.
"Come on Toothless, just two more."
Then out of the corner of my eye, something else had hit me, or should I say us. But this wasn't one little shove or hit, this was a lot more powerful then I expected, heck it almost felt like when I free falling after me and Toothless killed the red death, except not as bad, but bad enough to knock us both out. The wind was running through my hair, as the snow was sticking to my face, it was like the world had gotten ten times heavier. Toothless let out a cry in fear, he wasn't the only one screaming as he start falling down straight down, right into the fields too and in plain sight.
We were both falling out of the sky, a net with bolas strapped to the ends, tying us together so we couldn't get free. This was one of Eret's nets, it pretty much had his name written over it, this was going to be fun breaking out of this, too bad it's happening at the wrong bloody time!
Toothless manged to wiggle me around, grabbing me tight in his paws and wings, holding me tight as we landed in the snow and ice, making a loud crash as he stumbled and rolled over a couple of times. Then once it was all over, I could hear war cries in the distance, my vision was a bit blurred as I opened and peaked through Toothless's wings, trying to see where we were at and where the warriors were coming.
"Too...Toothless." I whispered, waiting to see of he was okay,I could see clearly through the netting but I couldn't see anything coming our way."Are you okay?" I asked scared, waiting for a sign of him being okay.
Then I heard a familiar grumble, my eyes shot open as I turned my head.
"Toothless!" I cried out."Are you okay?" I placed my hand on his nose as he gave me a small smile, I felt so much relief seeing him be alright."Come on, we need to hurry up and get out of here before-" Then I heard something, something disturbing coming our way.
"THEY WENT THIS WAY!" And of course that was my dad leading the charge, coming closer and closer.
"Oh shit." I whispered pulling out a small knife out of my pocket, desperately trying to cut off the ropes. My little hands were shaking the entire time, trying to break us free, Toothless couldn't do much but chew his way through the ropes, but time was not on our side.
I manged to get free first, pulling my sword out of the tangled mess, now I was starting to panic. Toothless was struggling to get free, he looked so scared, like the day when we first met. I only had a few more cuts to make, just a few more...
But then I heard a familiar cry, I quickly turned around and saw my dad charging right at us, I quickly pulled away and drew my sword out towards my him, letting him know I wasn't backing down.
"Stand down savage beast." He said coldly, holding his ax tightly as all the other warriors surrounded us, along with Eret and his goons. Gobber and some of the other men started to get closer to us, but my father raised his hand, telling them to back off.
I shook my head in a no, I wouldn't even reveal my voice.
"I won't tell you again, STAND DOWN!" He ran right towards me, causing me to freeze up as he charged."I don't care if I have to kill you myself just to get to that bloody Night Fury!" Stoick said with pure rage, charging at the small lad.
Our weapons collided, I don't even remember raising my weapon against him, the sheer metal kept hitting and hitting, make a loud clang each time with collided. I wanted to beg him, tell him to stop all of this, but if I did all of that it would be over for the both of us. I wanted to try to settle all of this, but my dad was too headstrong and too stupid to listen even if I tried. Well at least all the months of training with mom were starting to pay off. My dad had to be one of the best fighters I ever knew, he was pretty much giving me Hell the entire time, ever time he would try to slice or punch me, I would dodge it, or at least try too.
But then things started to get more physical, once I turned the side of my head, his fist met it, sending me straight to the ground. I got back up, but as soon as I did I was met with another punch, this time to the gut, sending me down to the cold hard ground. I felt like my face was on fire, I could taste some blood in my mouth, I think he might have busted my lip.
He stood right over me, his grey eyes piercing into my soul.
"That's what you get for protecting the monster that killed my son." He said coldly, taking his ax and lifting it up, getting ready to kill me.
I looked at him through my mask, he couldn't see it, but tears were streaming down my face, this was it, he was finally going to kill me.
"Please...please don't do this." I begged, just barely whispering.
He shook his head"You should have thought of that before you befriend a beast." He raised his ax, getting ready to kill me. I closed my eye excepting my fate once and for all.
Suddenly I heard something, something big coming our way. Stoick and everyone else stopped and looked out, the villagers looked in horror as they saw something huge, something monstrous coming their way. I could see everyone's face filled with fear, a Eret and his men started to snicker and grin in the background, this is what they were planning and it was all coming into motion.
"Drago." I whispered.
Drago Bludvist along with his Alpha and loads of war ships made it way to Berk, dragons filling up and swarming the skies like demons straight out of Hell. My dad had been completely distracted, enough for me to pulled away and get Toothless free. I literally rushed over and cut the remaining ropes, once he was free he spread his wings and started to take off, sending us both up in the air. My father finally turned back to me and yelled on the top of his lungs.
"GET BACK HERE AND FIGHT ME YOU DEMON!" Yeah he was pretty pissed off right now and it's about to get worse. Plus he was just getting ready to kill me, so you know...
Now I was starting to get worried, where is my mother? Gods I hope she's okay. Please let her and the rest of the nest be okay.
