Hello to whoever will read this. This chapter is all about George and his travel. I want to introduce a new character to the story and this is the only way i could think. Hope you like it.
Blue. Everything was blue. You couldn't understand where the sky ended and where the sea began. A black figure was cutting the air like a knife. Nightwing, along with his rider were flying towards Outcast Island. George wanted to find out the reason for this, Dragon War, as the Chief of Meatheads was calling it.
After some time, an island came into view. The Outcast island, home of the Outcasts. George could see the difference between the two islands. Berk was more lush, while this island was baren and grey. He could see the village from afar, he figured he should land on a more safe location than the plaza. He turned towards the mountain, where he guessed, the dragons nested. He stopped when he heard a scream.
"HELP! SOMEONE PLEASE HELP ME!" a voice yelled. It was a feminine voice, sounded scared. George looked below to find the source of the sound. He searched for a while, until he saw a black haired girl crouching, covering her head with her hands and having her legs close to her torso. All around her, Outcasts were smirking, they had a very disgusting smile. George didn't have to think it twice. He ordered Nightwing to land. The dragon snarled at the sight before him and instead of landing, he skydived making his distinct , blood freezing, whistle.
"Night Fury!"
The Vikings looked around for the dragon. The sun was setting, so they couldn't really make out the source of the sound. Suddenly a black figure landed between them and the girl. At first they were awestruck, but when the saw that the dragon had a rider they figured out that it was him that attacked them on Berk.
"You. You are the one that stopped our raid. Now you came here, on our turf, and you expect us to what? Surrender?" One of the men said mockingly while readying his weapon.
"What are you doing to this girl. Have you no pride or honour?" George asked angrily behind his mask. The men snickered, which only angered the Dragon Rider even more.
"You really asking us? Are you stupid or something? What does it look like we are doing. We are men. We have needs. Besides, we will never find another jewel like her." The same man said pointing to the person George was protecting. The Night Fury rider turned his head to see the girl. They weren't lying she really was beautiful. When he turned around, the girl whimpered and tried to move back more, but was stopped by the wall her back was glued to. He looked at her face, first noticing her long black hair that framed her face perfectly and the braid that was loosening. He then stared at her eyes. Green orbs that emitted all her emotions. George could tell that this girl was frightened, cold and in shock. Lastly he saw her clothes. She definitely wasn't a servant, she was wearing fine clothes, even though it seemed that those men had already started their work since her tunic and leggings had been torn. She covered her body with whatever clothing she had. Bruises were already making their appearance.
"Are you ok?" He asked, the girl seen the hand he was offering, she closed her eyes and screamed. George was fuming with anger. He looked at the Vikings, who all this time didn't dare to move seen the menacing dragon showing his teeth. George took out one of his swords. The Vikings thought it was just an ordinary sword so they tried to attack but with a quick motion he disarmed and cut the cheek of the man that talked to him. After five or six seconds the others attacked him.
Blow after blow, George blocked and countered every single one of them. It wasn't long before all the men were down with cuts on their arm and legs, while George wasn't even panting. He turned once again to the girl. She had her head buried between her legs and her hands stoping any sound entering her ears. He breathed out from relief. He searched his satchel for something to cover her. When he found a blanket he gently put ot around her body. She instantly looked up and he could now see confusion and worry coming from her eyes.
"It's ok, I won't hurt. I want to help." He said, gently trying not to startle her. She kept looking at him.
"What's you name? Are you from around here? Do you want to take you home?" He asked seeing that the girl didn't run away.
"I'm-I'm Heather. Came here to negotiate with Alvin but he-he betrayed us. He killed my men and sent me to- to the Barracks." She said sobbing and reliving those dreadful moments.
"Ok Heather relax. Please tell me where do you live so that I can take you there." He said while giving her some water, which she eagerly accepted.
"Berserk island. I'm the sister of Dagur, Chief of the Berserkers." she said in a low voice, knowing that her brother had many enemies. She feared that this masked man was one of them.
"Ok then,Heather to Berserk island it is." He said with a smile, trying to cheer her up. She looked confused.
"You do know what my brother is capable of right?" She asked with an eyebrow raised. George laughed.
"Well.. no but I'm sure, when he sees that you're alright, he won't try to harm me. Right?" He said looking at her. She pulled the blanket higher feeling embarrassed by the situation. George pointed to Nightwing and with a smile suggested they leave. She nodded and hopped on the dragon with ease.
"Do you have your own dragon?" He asked after some time in the air and seeing how easily she climbed up Nightwing's back. She nodded, she didn't want to reveal to much. She couldn't trust this stranger with such personal information. She shivered from the cold air hitting hear almost naked body. She went closer to George to absorb the heat he emitted. He felt the shift in positions in the back and said that they should find shelter for the night. She reluctantly nodded. After a while Nightwing located a small cave, he landed and immediately went ro find wood.
"He seems to know the drill." Heather said smiling. George just nodded. When the dragon returned, they made a fire and roasted some fishes that George had brought. After their meal Nightwing stayed outside as a watchful protector. The dragon seamed to realise what the female human had suffered and tried to help as best as he could. George took a bedroll and gave it to Heather.
"No, i can't accept that. Where will you sleep?" She said refusing the offer.
"It's alright, i will just sleep near the fire and the wall. I will be ok." He said with a reassuring smile.
The night was peaceful, nothing interrupted George's sleep. That couldn't be said for Heather though. She was having nightmares about what happened. She kept waking up screaming and panting. She looked at Georg,e he was sleeping like nothing had happened. She sighed, was this the way it would be from now on? Would she be afraid to fall asleep from now on and relive that? She whimpered, which got the attention of the masked man.
"Hey, Heather everything's alright?" he asked drowsy. She wiped the tear that was on her eye and nodded. She couldn't show him that she was vulnerable. She had to get through this on her own. It seemed thought, that George managed to see through her. He got up and sat down next to her. He tried to take her hand but she moved away. He didn't pushed it he gave her more space, he knew that she needed it.
"Heather, everything is going to be alright." He said. Heather though snapped at him.
"HOW DO YOU KNOW THAT? YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT I'VE BEEN THROUGH, SO DROP IT." She yelled at him. Instantly she regretted it, she put her hand on her mouth.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to snap at you." She said in a low voice. She saw him looking down. She didn't need to she his face to realise that she hit a nerve. It was her turn to try and comfort him. The moment he felt the arm, he turned around and put one of his sword in her throat.
"You are not gonna capture me again" He said, she could see his eyes behind the mask. Black as the night, and full of rage. She tried to get free but he was holding her down extremely hard. Nightwing hearing the commotion came inside the cave and roared at his rider.
"Stop George. She isn't one of them. You are hurting her." The Night Fury said trying to calm him down. Apparently it worked because he let go of her. Whwn he realised what he had done, he looked at her, he apologized and said that he would go back to sleep. He returned to his corner and laid down on the floor. Heather still in shock from the nightmare and his outburst couldn't sleep. She kept looking at the fire.
'What a crazy week. First Dagur wanted me to negotiate with Alvin. Then Alvin betrayed me. And now this man, who rides a Night Fury comes to my rescue.' She thought before sighing.
'I must thank him for his kindness. He saved me and he didn't take advantage of the situation I was in. He's a good person.' She thought raising the blanket higher, feeling a bit chilly. She looked at her saviour, he was trembling but was trying to hide it. Heather smiled.
'He really is a good guy. He is a stubborn one too' She thought walking up to him and laying down next to him. He felt the unexpected heat and turned his head he met her green eyes and he could tell that she was feeling better. However when they realised how close their faces were they both blushed. George returned to his original position and with a whisper he asked why was she there. She said in an equal low voice that she thought it was unfair for him to freeze to death while she had all the warmth. They didn't say anything else, the situation was very awkward so they just slept.
The next morning, Heather woke up first. She yawned and opened her eyes. After waiting a second for her vision to become normal, she saw that she had her right hand on top of her saviour's chest. She turned deep red and retracted her arm. She got up and froze when he mumbled something. She turned her head praying to the Gods that he didn't saw her embarrassing position. He kept sleeping, abd she couldn't help but wonder what was he looked like underneath that masked. She came closer to his face her heart beating faster and faster, she tried to unclip the mask but when a roar was heard, he opened his eyes and saw her extremely close to his face.
"What's going on?" He asked. Heather jerked back covering her head with her hair.
"I-I think that someone is calling for you." She said pointing to Nightwing. He got up and left the cave giving her some privacy. Heather used this chance to collect her thoughts. After a while George returned with some fish. They ate silently and when they were ready the mounted Nightwing and headed for Berserk island.
"So Heather, why is your brother at war with Alvin and Stoick." He asked surprising the girl, who was lost in her thoughts.
"Well, let's just say that my brother likes the action." She said hopping that was enough and that he received the message that she didn't want to answer. They made one more stop at noon to rest. It was now evening and Berserk island was making it's appearance from the horizon. She raised her head to see her home, and George could see happiness and relief in her eyes.
Suddenly George felt pain in his left arm. He looked at it and saw a fresh cut, he didn't have time to process it. He heard a roar and felt Nightwing stiffening.
"Give back Heather, you filthy human." A feminine voice said in dragonese. Nightwing roared back.
"We are not here to fight. We came here to return this injured human." He replied in dragonese. George and Heather didn't know what to do. They were face to face with a Razorwhip. Heather saw the dragon and perked up.
"Windshear, it's alright girl they are friends."
"That's your dragon?" George asked in disbelief.
"Yeah, she is a little overprotective." Heather shrugged. Windshear came closer to Nightwing keeping an eye on both the dragon and the rider. She waited until her rider had settled down before she headed for the island. Heather stopped her before they leave. She looked at George.
"Thank you for saving me." She said to him.
"No need to thank me. Anyone would have done the same. No go back to your tribe and be safe." He said smiling.
"So this is goodbye, huh?" She said looking down.
"Why are depressed? You want to put your hand at my chest again?" He teased, she blushed but before she could answer he turned around and headed the other way.
"I think we will meet again." He yelled right before Nightwing accelerated and flew off.
'He knew?! Oh Gods!' Heather thought feeling embarrassed.
"Come on girl let's go home" She said covering herself with the blanket that they shared last night. She smelled it and smiled.
'We will meet again Dragon Rider.' She thought.
Done. You could say that this was kinda of a filler chapter, but I think that this is important for the story progression. If you think i could improve please tell. And i actually plan to have of these kind of chapter ( Secondary characters getting the spotlight for a while) if you want me to do it please tell. Anyway next chapter we will return to Berk and Hiccup. Thank you for reading.