~~I walk over to the table and grab the last plate of food on the table. As soon as I grab it, Tuffnut and Snotlout scoot over to take up the rest of the tables seating so I couldn't sit with them. Like I would ever want to. So I walk over towards the empty table behind Gobber. As I pass Gobber he gives me his 'You're late' stare and I sit down with my plate and mug.
"So, where did Helena go wrong today?"
My eyes open in terror and fear. "Please no."~~
"Gobber why?"
He slightly turns his body towards me."You were late, that's why." He turns back around towards the other trainees.
"Uh, she showed up." Snotlout sneered.
"Uh, she didn't get eaten." Tuffnut groaned.
Ashton glared at the others before glaring in Gobber's direction. "She's never where she should be."
Grateful that he got an ACTUAL response. "Thank you Ashton." He then turns to his right and pulls the dragon manual from his pocket and waves it up.
"The dragon manual." He throws it onto the table with the others causing it to slide to the center of their table.
"Yes we can see that Gobber." Snotlout sasses earning a whack on the head by Gobber.
"Anyway, that is the book that we have that houses all the information that we know about all of our known dragons." He pulls out a much older looking book from his right pocket.
"Now this one here, was the old one. Before those Titan Wings showed up. If ya want to look at this one, go ahead, it still houses the basic dragons that we encountered." He throws that one onto my table.
Lightning flashes outside and its partner thunder booms outside of the hall causing the doors outline to show. Goober turns back around and studies the storm. "Ok, another thing before I let ya all go, if you want to read the Mech Unit manual, talk to Helena for access." The twins and Snotlout groan. My guess is they either A) don't want to read it, or B) talk to me for access to read it, or most likely C) talk to me and they don't want to read.
"And the final thing since we are under Scauldron Blue there is going to be no raids so study up. We are slowly but surely going to make are way to the bigger guys, but who will earn the honour of killing the Monstrous Nightmare." With that said he makes his way home exiting the hall.
"Arg, you mean read?"
"While we're still alive?"
"Ooh, ooh, I've read it like 7 times, there's this one dragon what shoots hot acid at you, and there is this other one that uses a hot amber colored goo that hardens." Fishlegs eagerly jumps in.
"Great, there was a chance I was going to read it but-." Tuffnut replies
"But now, we've lost interest." Ruffnut finishes.
"Great the it's settled!" You guys can read, and we'll go kill things. Snotlout exclaims.
"Yeah!" Was the twins response.
"Uh, um, Okay." And with that the twins, Snotlout, and a very nervous Fishlegs get up and start the leave the hall.
"Idiots." Ashton huffs and grabs the updated Book of Dragons.
I also want to get out of here so I pack up the old version and start to leave. But Ashton stops me. "Hey, hold on for a sec."
Oh Gods he noticed me. "Uh, um yeah?"
"I want to ask you some questions, is that acceptable?"
"You just asked one."
"Helena, you know what I mean."
"Fine, go ahead."
"Ok, first off can I get access to the Mech Unit manual for tonight?"
"Uh, yeah, sure, I'll send access to your computer when I get home."
"Thanks, and second question, why do you always wear that cloak. Especially during training?
Oh thor. My heart starts racing and I start getting nervous. "N-no reason, I-I just l-like to wear it. Uh g-good n-ni-ight, Ashton!" And with that I race out of the hall, leaving a very confused boy behind. "What did I say?" Was the last thing I heard come from him as I left.
I reach home completely drenched once more. I just lucky no one is able to see me at night. And i swipe my card to enter the house, once the stupid reader accepts my card I enter and lite up the central fireplace to get the house warm. While that is going on I place moms or rather my axe onto the table from the stairs so I wouldn't trip on said axe when I went up to change. Once I place the axe on the table I head upstairs and start to change out of my damp clothing and cloak. Gods I hate it when it all sticks to my body, it just feels so tight, not to mention my scales tend to itch when my clothing wraps itself to me. I change into a simple night dress, and head back downstairs with the old Book of Dragons to the kitchen table. "Hey, Sharpshot?"
Said bot flies down from the rafters. "Yes Mistress Haddock?"
"Before I forget, give Ashton access to the Mech Units Manual please, tonight only."
"Access share code please mad'm."
"B1YHRD R3DA67HU, Sharpshot."
"Sending access now, mistress, anything else."
"Just make sure all the doors and windows a shut, other than that, nothing else. Dismissed.'
'Of course mad'm." And with that he flies off to do his own thing.
I sit down in an empty chair by the table and lit a small candle to light up the tabletop, and I open up the book to the table of contents. "Dragon classes."
"Sharp class, Tidal class, Mystery class, Fear class, Striker class." I flip into the book several pages stopping at the Thunderdrum the dragon I based dad's first mech off of..
"Thunderdrum: This reclusive dragon inhabits sea caves and dark tide pools. When startled, the Thunderdrum produces a concussive sound that can kill a man at close range. Extremely dangerous, kill on sight." I skip a few more pages tring to find a specific dragon.
"Timberjack: This gigantic creature has razor sharp wings that can slice through full grown trees. Extremely dangerous, kill on sight." Nope not this one, I based Ashton's mech off of this dragon.
"Scauldron: Sprays scalding water at its victim. Extremely dangerous. Changewing: Even newly hatched dragons can spray acid." Still nope, I based Ruffnut's mech off of this dragon.
"Kill on sight. Gronckle, Zippleback, The Skrill, Boneknapper, Whispering Death. Burns its victims, buries its victims, chokes its victims, turns its victims inside-out. Extremely dangerous, extremely dangerous, kill on sight, kill on sight, kill on sight." Man what is up with this book. Where is it.
As soon as I turn the page Thor thought it would be a great time to test my reflexes but throwing lighting outside and causing thunder to boom nearly causing me to fly out of my chair. I recover from my mini flight and readjust myself in my chair and returned to the book.
I finally flip to the page I am searching for, but, its blank, kind of. There is no picture but there is some status on it, but nothing really to stay on the page longer than needed to. "Night Fury: Speed, unknown. Size, unknown. The unholy offspring of lightning and death itself. Never engage this dragon. Your only chance, hide and pray it does not find you." I look for my journal and open it up to my sketch of the Night Fury.
"So, I'm really am part Night Fury, but, why did it spare me. If you are so deadly, why am I alive?" With that I blow out the candle, put out part of the central fire, and head upstairs to my room. Leaving one question in my mind still.
"Why?" and I flop into the bed and let the darkness consume me as I drift asleep.
-Location: Helheim's gate-
-Time: 0000 (12:00 am); Midnight-
-Alert Status: Monstrous Red-
Stoic stands proud in the center of his ship staring at his map. "Now remember, Gronckle Units first, then Nightmares, Zipplebacks, and then the Nadders." He looks at his unit commanders.
"Once we hit the fog I want everyone to constantly replay their location, stay close, I don't want to lose anyone of you to the fog."
Spitelout nods and goes on his way to inform the other boats on the formation situation.
"Hey, Chief?"
"Yes Ingred, how may I help you."
"I was wondering something."
"Go ahead."
"Well, I was wondering, what are you going to do about Helena?"
"What about her."
"Well, what are you going to do? She doesn't do anything during raids that help us in anyway. My point is, she isn't really useful during raids."
"Yes, I know she isn't good in the raids. What are you actually trying to say here."
"Stoick she is coming of age."
"So you want me to start a contract."
"Yes exactly."
"Fine we will talk when this is over, but right now…" Stoic turns and they are protecting the fog that surrounds the waters.
"I can smell them. They're close, steady now, and launch the Mechs." He then turns away from the map table and radios the other ships.
"Move in, and prepare yourselves." He readys his hammer.
As the ships sail into the fog, mechs taking flight, and warriors preparing themselves. The dragons take their intrusion into their territory with no warning. Lighting up the fog, tearing sails, damaging mechs, and in return the vikings fight back. Determined to end them once and for all.
-Location: Berk; Pilot Training Arena Hanger-
-Date: [REDACTED] August 23rd-
-Time 0900 (10 Am): 0000 Till Mech Training-
-Alert Status; Terror Green-
As I'm finishing up with the boot up sequence for Snotlout's mech, he and the twins, followed by Fishlegs, and finally Ashton enter the hanger. With Gobber waiting outside in the circle for the mechs themselves with hopefully trainees onboard. And Odein behold Snotlout makes his presence known. "HEY MECHLESS!'
I groan once more because of the stupid 'title'. "What now Snotlout.'
"What are you doing to Hunterbolt!"
"What do you think I'm doing?" I question his question, causing him to get angrier.
"YOU'RE TAMPERING HIM THAT'S WHAT!"
"Sure, I'll let you believe that Snotface." I pull out my tablet and open the hangar doors.
"GET OUT OF THE SEAT RIGHT NOW! LET'S SEE HOW YOU FEEL WHEN I TAMPER YOUR FACE!"
"OOOH, so scary. I'm trembling in my boots as we speak." I have no patience this morning as Gobber once again pushed my buttons. I activate the temporary AI in all the other mechs, the others see them twitching and start to back away as they know it wasn't good to mess with the angry lady who controls nearly everything. Snotlout clouded by his anger keeps trying to lure me out, despite my current advantage.
"HEY SNOTFACE!" I taunt.
"WHAT!' His knuckles turning white.
"Guess what."
"WHAT!" He takes a step forward towards his mech.
"Where's your backup?"
"What do you mean? 'Where's my backup?" He air quotes.
He closes his eyes and turns around. "They are right." Arms open wide trying to encase the others, he then opens them.
"Here." HIs voice quieting. Frightened he turns around.
Only to be met with 4 very active and angry mechs. Snotlout tries to make a brave face but is failing so hard at doing so. I jump out of his mech as Hunterbolt boots up.
I pull out my tablet once more and tell the mechs to give chase to Snotlout towards the arena. And like any good programming and temporary torment; they give chase to the bully, whom of which, I believe soiled himself. Gobber starts to walk into the hangar confused on why it took so long for everyone to arrive into the ring. But is met with Snotlout being chased by 5 mech units running into the ring. I see him turn towards me and the others with a giant grin on his face. He walks over to me but by the time he gets to me I'm holding my sides from all the laughter. The others are just slack jawed in awe after the whole display.
"SNOTLOUT TRY AND BEAT THE FETCH PROTOCOL!" I say in between laughs.
"Helena, you mind explaining that wonderful display I nearly got trampled by?" Gobber questions.
I recover from my laughing fit and only say one word. "Revenge." He smiles.
Gobber then turns to the others and snaps them out of their trance. "Okay you 4, while your mechs are playing fetch for the next 5 minutes, I want you 4 to head into the ring and get ready to learn to fly yer mech once their AI's turn off."
As Gobber walks the others out of the hangar, he turns to me and says that I'm free to go. sit in the stands and watch as he said and I quote, "Have done enough for today." But as I pass by the others I notice that the twins are still impressed at what I did, Fishlegs is still analyzing what had occurred, and Ashton is starting at me with a gentle smirk. Huh, I guess they don't always think I'm a disaster.
As I walk up the stairs towards the spectator seating to watch training. I receive a solid whack upside the head by a wooden staff. "Ow, what, Gothi!" I start to rub the sore spot.
"What was that for?" I question the tiny elder. She then starts to scratch her runes into the sandy landing.
The thing is, with Gothi I mean, is she has never spoken ever since he reached her elder status and has only communicated using runes. Which by now has become a dead language so to speak. Heh speak ironic huh. But anyway, only a few people know how to read it; Gobber can, but he messes up reading it every other sentence, me as I kinda needed too, and my mother.
"And don't you dare say 'I already know why'. I get that enough as it is." She frowns, whacks me again and scratches out her unfinished rune sentence.
She starts to write a new sentence and finishes glancing up at me. 'Did he deserve that.' Was written in the sandy flooring.
Immediately I knew she was talking about Snotlout. "In my complete opinion, yes, yes he did." She whacks me once again.
"Ow! Would You quit it. Please I have enough problems as it is." I plead.
She narrows her eyes and takes a quick glance towards the arena. Where Ashton has succeeded in taking proper flight, Snotlout still trying to figure out the controls, Fishlegs doing his best but rarely being able to lift higher than five meters off the ground, must be scared of heights, and the twins are ramming into each other with their mechs heads with Gobber yelling at them to quit it. Gothi shakes her head at the sight and she turns back to me. She continues on her 'talk' with me.
She scratches out her last set of runes and starts to shift the sand to form new ones. Once she's done it reads, 'If he did deserve it as you say. Then what justified the "deserved" part?'
"Uh, he was accusing me of tampering his mech and he depleted my patience with everything at that moment. He wouldn't listen to what I had to say about the situation along with him purposefully picking a fight. And we both know why I can't fight him." I finish my explanation.
Gothi just stares at me thinking about my statement. I turn my head away and look towards the training arena; Gobber looks like he is starting to lose his mind with the twins and seems to have started wrapping up today's lesson. While i watching I never notice Gothi walk up onto the seat next to where I'm standing and she whacks me once more. "HEY!" I start to growl a bit. "Didn't I ask for you to stop?" Another solid whack to my head.
"What did I do know?" She slowly gets of the seat and writes in the sand again. 'Don't you growl at me.' Was written.
"Sorry Gothi." I slump my head down looking at the sandy flooring. Gothi grabs my head and states into my eyes. She stares into my eyes for what seems like eternity and she pulls away to start writing on the sand again.
'I know you wish to stay within those shadows of yours. But you may never find what you wish to accomplish if you do not release your anger, grudges, and fears. From what I have experienced over the years with you and the case with your mother. I fear you may be in a path of something far more sinister than you believe. And you may never be able to accomplish your final teaching.' I look up from the sand to ask what she meant. "Gothi, I, what do you mean?" But the elder is nowhere in sight. I swear she moves faster than anything when she wants to leave or get away.
"Final teaching?" I turn to the arena and upon turing I find it is completely vacant. "Guess they are done for the day." With that said I walk out of the facility and head home.
For me the walk back towards my house was a blur. I couldn't wrap my mind about what Gothi said about a 'final teaching'. As I'm walking through the streets and passing by the forge with Gobber working inside sining his tune; I'm drawn out of my thoughts. "Hey Helena?"
"Hm, yes?" I look towards the voice and I find it's Ashton.
"Helena, you okay?" He sounds really concerned, why?
"Oh, um, I'm fine. Uhm why you ask?" I'm starting to get nervous.
"Well you seemed , how should I put this, a bit off lately."
"What do you mean by "a bit off"?" I question putting my hands on my hips.
"Well, you see, you have been acting strange lately. Actually a lot stranger. I say this because you have been getting aggressive since the Night Fury fiasco."
"So what! I'm getting aggressive. I'm aloud to do so! From what I've been going through I should be allowed to release some steam periodically!" Who does he think he is.
He backs up a bit. "Okay, okay, geez you don't have to turn on me. I'm just trying to look after you."
"Why would you even bother with me. I'm not who you think I am. Nor am I worth your time, nor am I worth your reputation by hanging out with essentially the village outcast." I turn to try and leave.
"Helena, why do you put yourself down?"
"What is my name Ashton?" I look over my shoulder and seeing him give me a confused look.
"It's Helena."
"No, it's not."
"What?"
"It's Hiccup. Meaning runt, a mistake, or if you want to get literal a involuntary human reflex."
"Then why go by Helena?"
"Because I hate it. It makes me feel lesser than I already am. I know you see my reaction to my name and besides my mother called me by it."
"Is that why you put yourself down?"
"Yes and because I know I can never live up to my father's expectations." And with that I leave a confused and very concerned teen standing in front of the forge as I start back up the hill.
"Stubborn one aren't you." Was I all heard hrom is shrinking form.
As I'm walking I can't help but wonder why Ashton was doing. Was he trying to help? Was he trying to understand me? What was his true intentions? I couldn't think. I had reached my house and open the door after a swiping my access card. I should really install a automated lock one of these days. Instead of grabbing something to eat I just head upstairs to my bed, not nothing to do anything but take off my cloak, close the curtains and plop into my bed to review todays events, maybe snooze a bit. But before I know it I'm hearing banging once again.
"LASS, IS THING GOING TO BE A NEW THING! ANYWAY I'm coming in! We need to talk." Great more lectures, what's next dad saying I need to marry? I head down the stairs to my impending doom.
-Location: Ravens Point Cove-
-Time: 2103 ( 9:03 Pm )-
-Status Alert: Terror Green-
-Additional Notes: LIVE DRAGON Stay Away From Arena-
That strange girl hasn't shown up yet. Odd, but not that I'm counting on it. I wouldn't be surprised if she came back with some sort of hunting party with assistance of those strong metal dragons.
But what is most confusing is her features… Just what exactly is she. If she ever comes back I'll have to do something to find out. I know she'll be back soon. I know she will, her sent and another are lingering but they are faint.
-Location: Berk; Haddock Household-
-Time: 2254 ( 10:54 Pm )-
-Status Alert: Terror Green-
Gobber finishes his lecture too me about not doing this and that to the other trainees when working with the Mechs and he takes his leave. And I collapse in front of the fireplace, staring into the flames. "Gods. A lecture, a small and confusing chat, and an old lady who hightails it out of nearly everything and always hits me for no reason." I could feel her trying to whack me once more.
I don't have my cloak on or is it anywhere near me at the moment so I couldn't leave the house just yet. Besides what would be the point, I don't wish to visit the Night Fury as of now I've got too much on my mind. "Sneaky it is then." I get up head towards my little Terror unit workshop in the back of my hangar bay. Once I get there I decide to somewhat spruce up the station before working on Ashton's Terror.
I take out some of the old schematics of failed prototypes and wasted broken projects and place them in appropriate containers. Once I'm finished I stare at the newly cleaned station and it's missing so much character. So I decided to place schematics of some of the successful prototypes, Mech Units, and some other things to give it that character back. But I strongly feel like I'm missing something and I take out my sketchbook. I open it up, tear out a few pages of Berk's outdoor scenery, pin them around the wall in the bay, and I open to the page of the Night Fury. I stare at the detailed sketch and back towards Sneaky. I tear it out and pin it in the center of the wall centered right above the workbench.
"What if." Where the last words before I started planning into the night.
A/N
So many of you do not know this, but, part of my personality is a Wild and Whacky as I call it. But sometimes I feel like being a jerk. So enjoy my torture towards Snotlout and Helena.
Better notes to come.
So 2 hours after this chapter went live. I forgot to mention that I am going to be fixing up the other chapters, but 'Berk Status and Medical Conditions' will be greatly fixed. Sort of a Overhaul to be honest. The others will get their share of fixes to fit with my overgrowing world. But 'Berk Status and Medical Conditions is on top priority for fixing. Hopefuly I can get that done before chapter 6 or sever is posted.
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