Hello to whoever will read this. Here is the long awaited chapter about George's past. I wanted it to be a big one so you would have probably waited a week or so. Also the story would be narrated by both George and Hiccup( That is why it's in the third person) . Anyway, hope you enjoy.
"So. Here we are at the Dragon Academy. Me, my sister, Fishlegs, Thuggory, Camicazi and Heather. We are waiting to hear George's story. We are all curious and since Heather asked him, we want to here his answe-"
"Tuffnut, what are you doing?" Heather asked.
"Narrating." Tuffnut said like it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"Eh, Ok, Why?" Heather asked.
"Well... I was thinking. Thuggory said that Hiccup is a hero right? What does every hero has? A story!" He exclaimed. The others were confused.
"It's quite simple. Hiccup gets a story and people read his story. So when someone in the future write this epic story. He will have my narration to help him remember what he wrote. It's genius!" Tuffnut raised his hands in the air.
"Bro, if someone writes Hiccup's it will be only about him. We would be the minor characters, who get only a line or two. Besides, if he forgets what he just wrote, he can just look back to his story." Ruffnut said to her brother.
"Can I begin? Gods!" George said getting frustrated. Meanwhile, Astrid had just arrived at the cove and found a depressed Hiccup staring at the lake. She approached him and sat down next to him. He glanced at her and returned his eyes at the water.
"So..." She said.
"Why Astrid?" He said.
"Why what?" Astrid asked confused.
"Why did you come. I want to be alone. Like always." Hiccup said placing his head in his legs.
"I know how you feel Hiccup. I really do, and don't say that I don't or I will hit you so hard that you will return to Atlantis." She joked. Hiccup smiled.
"You do know. I'm sorry that I said those things." The auburn haired boy apologized.
"Apologie accepted." She said smiling.
"Can you please leave me?" He asked.
"I don't think that you should be alone right now. You need someone to help you release whatever is inside you." The blonde warrior said placing a hand on his shoulder. He shrugged it off.
"I don't need help. I'm fine. I can deal with it alone." He said giving emphasis on the last word.
"Through the years I realised that I'm always alone, so I've learned how to deal with my emotions. Trust me, give me a few minutes and I will be like before." He finished.
'Cold and distant' Astrid thought looking down at the grass.
'This is your chance to change him back to the real Hiccup. We need to distract him from his depression. We need to show him that he is not alone.' The voice inside her head said. Astrid, after a moment of thinking, found a question that would show him that he isn't alone.
"Hiccup can I ask you something?" She said looking at the auburn haired boy. Hiccup turned his head and nodded.
"Well...I actually wanted to know... How did you met George." She asked. Hiccup raised his eyebrows.
"It's just that you two seem close, and I wanted to know how you two meet." She said quickly. She saw his lips smiling, he clearly remembered something nice, which took him from the dark place he was in.
"Well, it's a long story." He said smiling.
"The story begins many years ago, in a land far away from here, where houses were built with stone, and large buildings always hid the sun from the road. A young orphaned child lived there. He was always pickpocketing the unsuspected people in the streets. His hands were small and soft so his victims couldn't feel anything. His hair on the other hand, always attracted the attention. White as the snow, his hair had betrayed him more than once. When he could get away from the guards, he always return to the same place, he learned over the years to call home. The dungeons beneath a gladiator arena. The child actually belonged to a wealthy man, who had the "kind" heart to protect the child from the dangers of the streets.
All that the child could remember about his parents was an image of his father holding a sword up in the sky and blood dripping from the edge. His mother, with a bow in hand, was crouching in front of dragon.
When he didn't steal from the people, he was always training with the various gladiators that lived with him in the dungeons. At the age of 14, he already had mastered everything that he could learn from them. The old man seeing the opportunity, he threw the teen at the arena. There, the child had gained the attention of a certain young man.
'Bring that child to me.' The young man ordered. After the fight, guards escorted him to a luxurious chamber. Everywhere he turned his head, the image of an eagle could be seen. In the middle of the room, there was a large chair with bronze eagles at the side. A young man sat on that chair.
'My name is Brutus Marcus Octavian. Son of Augustus Octavian, your Emperor. And I want you to come to Roma and fight for me in the Colosseum.' The young man said to the teen. Instantly the child bowed his head and nodded in agreement. Who would say no to the son of the Emperor. So the child traveled to Rome and after many months, he started making a name for himself by killing lions, tigers and other gladiators. Soon his nickname echoed through the massive building.
'Alba Lupus' 'Alba Lupus' 'Alba Lupus'
He had become Brutus' bodyguard. He followed him everywhere. He wore a helmet that had the image of a wolf to cover his face, which is the source of his nickname. His life was improving drastically, he even found someone to care for. A young girl, a year older than him, with hair dark like coal and a face so beautiful that even Venus would want. She was from a rich family, which made things difficult for both of them, since she was also interested in the boy. The teen never gave up, whenever a chance presented to him, he would ask her father for his permission to marry his daughter. The father fearing the humiliation, continued to reject the boy. He wanted his only daughter to be well taken care of. So he decided that it was time to find her a husband. Hearing this, the teen went to Brutus for help. The young man, wanting to have his bodyguard owe him, went to the father and asked to see the daughter.
When Brutus saw the young girl he froze. Her beauty was breathtaking, she could make empires rise and fall. Forgetting his original plan, Brutus demanded that the girl becomes his. The father thrilled by the offer, agreed without a second thought. The girl on the other hand, found it wrong. Obviously, she knew who Brutus was and who his bodyguard was as well. Unfortunately, her word had no value, she had already been promised to the Emperor's son. Many days past and Brutus realised that he had to get rid of his bodyguard. In order to do so he organised a spectacle. As an excuse, he used his father's victory over some barbarians. Several days before the event, Brutus summoned his bodyguard in his chamber.
'Tell me George how long have you been my bodyguard?' Butus asked his bowed warrior.
'Over six months, sir' The teen replied formally.
'And over those six months, how many times have I told you to call me sir only when others are around?' Brutus said smiling.
'Many time Brutus' George said raising his head. Both Brutus and George laughed. But the Emperor's son quickly stopped.
'My father is losing power in the Senate. Unless I do something everything will be lost.' He said. George stopped laughing as well and got serious.
'I don't know much about politics. But I know that if you become the emperor, then everything will become better. You always say that there is much corruption in the Senate and that someone should do something. Well I believe that you should take action, knowing that I would be behind you supporting your every move.' George said. Brutus hugged him.
'Thank you but you support is not enough.' Brutus said making George confused.
'I need someone else. Someone who could help me in my darkest times and who would be there in my brightest. I need a woman in my life to help me grow as a man.' Brutus said looking straight to George's eyes.
'I agree. Honestly, with all those women who visited your bed, I was getting worried that you might die from overexhaustion.' George joked.
'Well to be honest I have already found someone. She is the most beautiful woman in the word and she is mine.' Brutus said, emphasizing in his last words, before he moved to the side door. He opened it and from it the black haired girl emerged. George's mind had stopped working. The girl he wanted was now in front of him, in the hands of his friend.
'What?? What is going? Brutus you know that this is the girl I told you about? Why is in your arms?' He asked in quick succession. He turned to the girl.
'Callisto, what are you doing? Why are you with Brutus?' He asked in disbelief.
'You weren't wrong when you told me that she was beautiful. The moment I saw her I fell for her.' Brutus said regaining George's attention.
'Brutus!' George yelled, at that moment several guards entered the room. Before he could react, he was already held back by two enormous men.
'Why? I thought you were my friend? Why?' George said with his head down on the ground.
'Friend? Friend? Don't make me laugh. You were never my friend. You belong in the dirt, while I belong in the marble. So does she.' Brutus said while running his hand in Callisto's pale face. Anger built up inside George. He freed himself from his restraints and attacked Brutus.
'I'm gonna kill you Brutus! I swear it to all the Gods on Olympus. I will not rest until I see you die.' George threatened while been tackled by more guards.
'Take him to the dungeons with the rest of the filth. At the games, he will rest.' Brutus said smirking. The days pasted and the long awaited games began. Everyone wanted to see George fight in the arena. Rumors that he attacked Brutus with no reason traveled fast in the ears of the people. The emperor, himself, gave the order for the first gladiators to emerge. After many deaths, it was time for George to appear at the Grand Stage. The iron door opened and he started walking slowly towards the balcony were Augustus Octavian was. Images from his first fight appeared in front of him. He raised his hand and yelled the familiar phrase.
'Ave Imperator, morituri te salutant'
A gate from the other side of the arena opened and instantly smoke came out. George turned around and heard a growl.
'Today. We honour my father and his victory. I couldn't decide how to do it, so I found one of the most deadliest creatures on earth to fight this man right here.' Brutus said pointing to George. From the smoke a figure emerged. It's white eyes contrasted it's black scales. With a powerful swing from the creature's wings, the smoke dispersed. George could clearly see now that he would have to fight a dragon. He looked up to Brutus.
'The dragon may be in chains, to prevent him from escaping. However, his teeth and claws still remain. This gladiator attacked me, so he will die in the arena, were he belongs. Since I'm merciful, I allowed him to keep his belongings.' Brutus claimed. George smirked. Being the bodyguard of the Emperor's son, meant that he had to travel to many regions, where he learnt many skills and acquired many things. He drew his sword and started moving towards the beast. As the distance between him and the dragon shortened, the dragon never stopped trying to escape. It seemed like he didn't care about the approaching human and the threat he possessed. His only concern was the chain, that was wrapped around his leg. When George was close enough to see the scale pattern in the dragon's nose, the dragon looked at him and they locked eyes. Instantly, George understood that the dragon wanted to live. He wanted to fly out of here. He wanted to be free. He lowered his weapon, the dragon's eyes never left his. After a moment of complete silence, Brutus ordered for the death of both. All the gates of the arena opened and from them dozens of soldiers emerged. The dragon looked around, seeing the vast increasing number of humans, he took a defensive stance with George in the middle.
Seeing this, Brutus yelled for the execution to begin. People gasped when they saw the dragon protecting George. The beast shoot several shots at the soldiers, but with his leg chained up he couldn't move around so they were sitting targets for the archers. The dragon turned to George and crowed, the white haired boy understood what the dragon tried to tell him and he raised his sword. With a quick swing of his sword, George was able to cut the chain and set the dragon free. Feeling the metal leaving his leg, the dragon raised his wings for cover. He looked at George again and motioned for him to follow him. George, realising that he had no other option, climbed the dragon. Everyone froze. Someone had just climbed a dragon. Brutus stepped away from the balcony and returned to his seat. Next to him, Callisto was watching the white haired boy trying to stay on the dragon, which was extremely difficult with the many arrows that were approaching them. She couldn't see him die, she went to Brutus and begged for him to stop. The emperor's son, wanting to please her order his men to stand down.
George, realising that this was his only chance, motioned for the dragon to fly towards the balcony were she was. The dragon did as he was told and flew right up to the girl. Brutus seeing this as betrayal ordered for her execution as well. The white haired boy grabbed the black haired girl's arm and pulled her in his arms. Brutus furious yelled for a bow, instantly he was given one. He aimed and fired.
George, Callisto and the dragon were high in the clouds, she put her arms around his waist and positioned her head in his shoulder.
'Thank you.' She said.
'For you I would do anything.' He said. Suddenly she felt weak and let go of him. The dragon feeling the shift in weight, instantly went for a landing. On ground, and upon further inspection, George found out that Callisto had been shot in the leg. She was barely conscious when she asked for him to come closer. He did as asked and tried to listen to what she had to say, while simultaneously he tried to find something to stop the bleeding or else she would die.
'I don't feel so good. Please stay with me.' She said feeling that he tried to leave. He nodded and she closed her eyes while holding her hand. When he tried to move, he felt her grip tightening and he stopped. The dragon approached he face and licked her cheek. She opened her eyes.
'You know he is more beautiful than I thought... His wings are as dark as the night... I like that... I like him... I like you' She said closing her eyes. George fearing for the worst he panicked and tried desperately to wake her up. He screamed and yelled at her without a response. Finally, realisation hit him and he bursted in tears, his life as he knew was no more. The girl he like was no more. He had nothing anymore. He continued to cry for hours, until he felt something warm in his hand. He looked up and saw the black dragon trying to put his nose underneath his hand. He smiled and he pet the dragon's snout. The creature crowed and left, he returned shortly with a rabbit in his mouth. George took the dead animal and started cleaning it up, the deagon kept staring at him, something that George noticed.
'Thank you' He said to the dragon with a small smile. The dragon licked his hand and fired a shot at some fallen branches.
Weeks had past and George was still on the run. He had the whole Roman Empire changing him and the dragon. He found temporary shelter in a cave high in the mountains. There he could organise his plan. He wanted to take revenge on Brutus for everything he had done to him. The Gods however, had other plans. One night, after he had eaten a deer that the dragon found, a mysterious person appeared in the cave. He wore a robe and had a long grey beard.
'Who are you?' George asked.
'Someone who can help.' The man said.
'Help? No offence old man but you don't seem to be able to help me.' George said looking at the elderly man.
'Looks could be deceiving young one.' The old man said. His calm and full of wisdom.
'You can't avenge her death. Not right now at least. Your destiny is already written. You must fly on top of your friend here and travel west.' The old man said.
'West? Why should I go there? How will I know where to go?' George asked in disbelief.
'Your purpose is with Turtle. Find the Turtle and you will find a new reason to live and fight besides revenge. The dragon shall guide you.' The old man said. George rubbed his eyes from exhaustion, when he reopened them the man had disappeared After that, he thought that he should listen ti him.
'Okay I will do what you say but I vow that I will kill Brutus.' He said looking at exit of the cave, a gust of wind blew inside the cabe and took the fire out. In the dark the only thing he could see was the dragon's eyes. White orbs that illuminated the area around his face.
'What? You wait until we freeze to death?' He asked the dragon. The creature rolled it's eyes and fired a shot.
Days became weeks and weeks became months. 3 months past and George hadn't found the Turtle yet.
'You sure you know were we are going Nightwing?' He asked. The dragon hit him with his fins. He laughed and took a more comfortable position. Suddenly, a giant Turtle appeared on the horizon. The white haired boy perked up and looked down at his friend. He saw Nightwing eyeing him.
'I should never have doubted you. Let's go!' He said while petting the dragon's head."
"That's the story how George went to Atlantis. 4 months later, Toothless and I washed out on the shore where he found us." Hiccup said finishing his story. Astrid couldn't find the words to give a response. She just stayed there watching the water from the lake moving.
"About 4 months later, Hiccup washed up on the shore. Since then we help each other." George said finishing his story. All the teens stayed silent. Heather put a hand on his shoulder.
"I'm sorry for Callisto." She said sincerely. George closed his eyes and nodded.
"Did you kill Brutus?" Tuffnut asked. George looked at him and gave a negative nod.
"I haven't returned there. Yet." The white haired boy said. Silence fell to the group.
"Well it's getting kinda late. I'm sure that we all want to know more. But we have to get back to our houses. We can continue tomorrow though, right?" Fishlegs said. George smiled and nodded.
"Hey Thuggory, since you live closer to my house, how about I walk you there. You might get lost." Fishlegs asked. When he got an affirmative answer, he looked at the others.
"And since Heather and Camicazi live closer to the twins. Why don't you two show them the way." He asked the twins. Both Ruffnut and Tuffnut whined but eventually complied. They all left the arena leaving George alone. After some time he left too.
When he arrived at the cove he found Hiccup smiling and looking at the water. He sat down next to him. The two friends sat there talking about their first meet. Laughter echoed at the cove's walls.
Done. Finally. This chapter took me six days to finish. Every time I thought that I completed it, more things came in mind to add. I really hope you liked it. I tried really hard to make it as great as I could, so please tell what I can do to make it perfect. Thank you for reading.