A week past uneventful on the Island of Berk. There were no uninvited guests, no wild dragons causing trouble and wreaking havoc, and no major issues taking place. It was making the inhabitants feel nervous because of the amount of time that was spent with no trouble. They were used to strange things happening on a daily basis, so they all kept an eye out for trouble.
Some of them were noticing the on edge guest that was still hanging around on their island. They would see her out of the corner of their eye, twitching, fidgeting, and waiting. As if she knew something was going to happen soon. And something was.
The night of the new moon was approaching.
Shadow was getting more and more nervous with each day passing. There were only a few short days left before she had to leave. Less than forty eight hours before she would leave all her new friends. She felt saddened at the thought. There was nothing she could do about it.
It hadn't even been a full lunar month, and already she felt attachment. These people, the dragon riders, made her feel like none other ever had made her feel. Despite their kinks, she saw them as friends. Hiccup mostly. He was the best out of them, and she didn't want to see him hurt when she left.
But it had to be done.
Shadow sighed and counted down the days, mentally preparing herself for what she would say to them all before she would leave them. She already decided that she wouldn't tell them, it would only hurt them and her. She couldn't tell them what she really was, but she would make sure that they knew that she saw them as friends.
She sighed and cast her gaze up at the crescent moon above her. Its glowing light warning her of the time ahead. Her eyes glowed unnaturally in the dark light, and the beast inside of her crooning at her.
Don't worry. Soon I will come back, and we can move on again to a new place. You can come back later once I'm done, but until then I will help mask the pain of losing your human friends.
Shadow's human friends were scattered throughout the village. Hiccup was asleep in his bed, in the room below the roof she was sitting on. Astrid was curled up under her blankets at home, her hand resting on the handle of her axe as usual. But the twins, Fishlegs and Snotlout were having a secret meeting in the arena about their shadowy guest.
"I'm telling you guys, she has to be hiding something. There is something seriously crafty about her and I don't like it!" cried Snotlout.
He was absolutely convinced that Shadow was lying to them about something, or was a possible spy.
"She's been so damn secretive about that stupid dragon, and it's driving me insane. A person wouldn't go to all that trouble of staying secretive if they weren't hiding something big." He huffed.
The others had to agree. She was way too shifty, too cunning and too sly like a phantom. There were too many questions about her, and not enough answers. The situations surrounding her, the strange occurrences, illogical evidence, even the way she acted normally, it was way too strange. There was no doubt she was hiding something, and Snotlout wanted to know what it was.
"I have to agree with you Snotlout, but what are you going to do? If you are trying to find answers, she wont give them to you. She only talks to Hiccup and only tells him her secrets. There is no way you can get her to tell you anything." Said Fishlegs.
The twins hummed in agreement. Snotlout just scoffed. "Mark my words Fishlegs, I'm going to get answers one way or another. I'm going to find out exactly what she is hiding, you will all see."
"How exactly are you going to get her to talk?" asked Ruffnut, who was sitting with one leg over the other on a table. She wasn't supporting the idea of finding out everything about Shadow. Let her have her secrets, she thought, just as long as they don't hurt anyone.
"Yea, how are you going to get our crazy shadow lady to tell you anything?" said Tuffnut. He was sitting on the table next to his sister, one of the mysterious black scales in his hand. He had kept it ever since they first discovered the camp at the cove.
"Oh don't worry, I'll get answers. Don't you worry your stupid little selves about that."
By this point, Fishlegs had lost interest in Snotlout's boasting, and was writing notes on the Black Moon dragon by candlelight. There was so much they knew, and so much they didn't. It was truly baffling.
They had a description of what it looked like, supplied from Shadow and Dagur, the only two people they knew that had actually seen it. According to them, the dragon had been described as having glowing silver eyes, pitch black scales, a large built body similar to a Night Fury, massive powerful wings, a six horn crown on its head, a long tail bade and massive claws and teeth.
They knew of its connection to the lunar cycles, with the way it roams unchallenged from one new moon to the next, but then disappears until the next new moon to recover its strength. But they still didn't understand where it disappears.
They also knew from Dagur that it could shoot fire as well as lightning, a concept that they were yet to see in any other dragon.
But it was the dragon's connection to Shadow that made it one of the most mysterious creatures they had ever encountered. The dragon disappeared in the night, howling and shrieking in pain, and they found Shadow the next morning, unconscious and covered in fresh blood, surrounded by hundreds of shed scales.
The girl in question had said at one point that she couldn't deny it any longer, that 'she was cursed to follow it for the rest of her life'. She had said that she was cursed.
'Where it goes, I follow'.
Fishlegs was tempted to add her into the Mystery Class section of the Dragon Manual because of her connection to it. He could almost picture it, the pages of the Black Moon, the great black beast drawn over the page with Shadow standing beside it. Her silver eyes, pale and slightly ashen skin, her dark clothing and animalistic teeth and claws, compared to the magnificence of the Black Moon dragon.
The connection between the two, a standing mystery to be solved.
Fishlegs had to admire just how much Shadow seemed to match the description of the dragon itself. She had no nails, but claws instead. She had fangs, not normal teeth. Her eyes were an unnatural colour that seemed to glow in the moonlight. Her behaviour could rival that of a wild dragon.
They were so similar, it was uncanny.
"Hmm…"
"Whats up Fishlegs?" asked Ruffnut. Fishlegs considered his next words before he spoke. "Have you guys noticed how similar Shadow and the Black Moon dragon are?" he asked.
"Well, if you mean how she acts like a dragon sometimes, then yea." Said Tuffnut, who was currently making shadow puppets against the wall with the candle flame.
"I'm talking about more than that. We were told what it looks like, right? The black scales, silver eyes, sharp teeth. Tell me you guys have noticed how she has those same characteristics."
They all turned to look at him, expressions of genuine interest on their faces. Keeping with his point, Fishlegs continued. "I just think it's weird how she is too closely comparable to that dragon. Black hair, ashen skin, silver glowing eyes that bore into your soul, nails too long and sharp to be considered nails, and teeth that look like they actually belong in a dragons mouth."
"Wow Fishlegs, you sound as if you think that she is the dragon." Said Tuffnut.
It clicked. The theory didn't make any sense at all, but it somehow justified all the strange occurrences and evidence against her. They had no idea if they were right or not, and frankly, they thought that it was too crazy to be correct.
Snotlout smirked maliciously. He may have a way to find out if that idea was correct.
Hello everybody, sorry for the late update. the internet at home crapped itself and wouldn't work, and I couldn't update at school since the website is blocked. I hope this makes up for it. Now, I have already written past the big reveal, and I really want to see some reviews with the next chapters. If I get two or three good reviews, I will post the next chapters. And give me your thoughts on things that can happen afterwards.
