Thanks everyone for the reviews (well most of them anyway) I hope you enjoy the next chap! Plz review (I can take criticism but only if it's constructive)! The story is a bit OOC coz I haven't shortened the names once the people Impressed but oh well. Soz if there's any mistakes!

Chapter 2: Impression

As Krito rose into the air he wondered what living in a Weyr would be like. He didn't get to think for long because he faintly heard F'lar say they would be going between.

The cold blackness of between sunk through Krito's skin right down to his bones. He could feel nothing, but he knew that F'lar was right in front of him and Mnementh was underneath. Just before he screamed from fear he appeared in the air above the bowl of Benden Weyr. He found that he had been holding his breath and let out a deep sigh. Mnementh soared down to the ground and crouched so he could let Krito and F'lar off.

F'lar led Krito to one of the guest sleeping rooms. Krito put away his things and met F'lar outside his door. F'lar then directed Krito towards what must be the kitchens. Krito looked around at everything and everyone. This place was fantastic. It was so rich and clean, unlike his home in the hills.

They came to the kitchens and Krito met Manora. Anyone could see that she was fit but age was beginning to catch up on her. There were streaks of white in her blonde hair and wrinkles were appearing on her face. She was the head woman at Benden Weyr and you could see by just looking at her that she was kind and trustworthy.

Manora introduced him to a girl of about his age. Her name was Jemina. She had dark brown hair, almost black. She was lean in figure and had a rather pretty face.

Jemina showed Krito everywhere around the Weyr and introduced him to a lot of people. Krito knew he would remember hardly anyone but he still tried.

A sevenday had now passed and Krito was starting to feel at home in the Weyr. He tried to help out but since his only job used to be collecting fire wood he didn't know a lot of the other chores. Jemina had been a good friend to him and she was always willing to help him out. Krito found that Jemina was in the Weyr because she was found in a Search as well. She used to live Ruatha Hold as a drudge.

Krito was just about to go for a walk when a Manora came into his room and told him to wear the white tunic she was holding in her hands. Krito obeyed but asked why he needed to wear it.

"Because the Hatching is about to begin. We don't want you to miss it!" she replied urgently.

After he had put it on she dragged him at a surprising speed for a woman of her age onto the edge of the Hatching Grounds. Krito had been there before because F'lar had made sure all the candidates got to touch the eggs so they could get used to them before they hatched.

Krito and the other candidates stood in a semi-circle around the eggs. He looked around for Jemina. She was standing with the other girls around the golden queen egg. He caught her eye and she gave him the thumbs up. He smiled at her at returned to watching the eggs. He was feeling extremely nervous at the moment.

Then one of the eggs began to rock. You could hear the dragon trying to break through the shell.

The other dragons began to hum in encouragement.

The shell broke and out tumbled a bronze. The crowd cheered; having a bronze first to hatch was a good omen. The little dragon staggered towards the candidates. It looked around at the boys, deciding which one it would Impress. It made its way towards the boy next to Krito but changed direction when it was almost there. It fell right at Krito's feet. Krito picked up its head off the ground and looked into its rainbow eyes.

"He says his name is Wondreth!" cried Krito happily. Immediately he knew that Wondreth was starving. They made their way out of the Hatching Ground and towards the feeding area.

He looked back at the other candidates. Here and there shells were cracking and dragonets were falling from them. He hoped Jemina would Impress the Queen.

Wondreth and Krito found a large pile of fresh meat and Wondreth nearly jumped head-first into it.

"Slow down greedy-guts!" said Krito, laughing, "You'll choke if you scoff it down too quickly!"

Wondreth slowed down a little bit.

After about ten minutes of eating Wondreth decided it was time to sleep. Krito wondered where they would be sleeping because Wondreth would certainly not fit in the guest rooms.

He spotted an older dragonrider helping some of the other weyrlings. They went up to him and asked where Wondreth would be staying.

"You have your own weyr now lad. Just wait a moment and I'll show everyone where they will be sleeping. Then we can come back and enjoy the feast. I'm G'lon by the way. I'll train you and your dragon to fly Thread and use firestone. And all the other important things as well," said G'lon. Krito thanked him and sat down next to Wondreth. He looked around him. There had been quite a few bronzes in this clutch.

9 in fact said Wondreth, and 12 browns, 15 blues, 19 greens, and of course a queen. A good clutch.

Krito smiled. He wondered who had Impressed the Queen. He hoped it was Jemina.

It is, said Wondreth. If it was possible, Krito became happier than he already was. He couldn't see Jemina anywhere at the moment. He would congratulate her later.

All the weyrlings were finished eating now, so G'lon led them towards the Weyr.

At dinner, Krito met some of the other weyrlings. Most of them were nice people, but some were a bit rude. The people sitting on Krito's table were Robat (bronze), Cristan (bronze), Hallin (bronze), Gafern (brown), Sainon (blue), Tamera (green), and of course Jemina. Krito didn't talk much, for he didn't know much to talk about. Jemina tried to include him and Hallin seemed nice. Gafern was nice to everyone and Sainon valued everyone's opinion. Tamera was a bit quiet. Robat and Cristan seemed to know each other pretty well and they seemed to lead the conversation. Krito hoped he could be friends with them all.

Over the next few months Krito learned to read and write. He also learned a lot of history, mostly from the Records but G'lon helped him out a bit. He got to know more of the people in the Weyr and had made some new friends.

Wondreth was growing at a rapid rate, and was soon the biggest bronze in the clutch. Soon Krito would be able to ride him.

Krito also had to learn heaps of ballads. It was hard for him though, since he had only just starting learning all these new skills. Jemina helped when ever he needed it and he was grateful. She was still his best friend even though she was a girl.

It was autumn when Krito finally got his chance to fly Wondreth. All the weyrlings were there with their riders, even the queen, and everyone was excited. Even F'lar and Lessa had come to watch since there was no Thread due (A/N I know this doesn't usually happen but I'm trying to include them as much as I can).

Krito had positioned the riding straps many times so he knew what to do. Then G'lon gave them the signal to mount. Krito climbed up Wondreth's forelock and placed himself between the neck ridges. G'lon scrunched his hand into a fist and lifted it above his head, meaning they could rise. He felt Wondreth's muscles tighten as he crouched. His neck snapped as Wondreth rose into the air (A/N it didn't literally snap, its just a figure of speech).

It was a wonderful feeling, as though Krito finally had something to be proud of. It was like passing a test.

He looked around him. Everyone was looking a little awkward. He hoped that he Wondreth didn't look like that. Jemina was doing ok though. It would be harder for her; the queen was larger than the other dragons.

G'lon motioned for them to return to the ground.

And that's the end of the chap. Again, soz if there's any mistakes. Plz review!