Chapter One
Hiccup pov
This was a stupid idea. Walking through the woods in the dark after a dragon raid is the worst thing I can do. Marking off another area on my map I get frustrated. Anyone else would lose a knife or axe. Me? I have to lose a whole dragon. Looking around I walk into a tree. Hitting the branches I look up and let my eyes follow the evidence of something crashing into the tree. Getting up I follow the trench that was left behind from the impact. Looking down over the side I see something black in the open but it wasn't moving. Moving over to it but staying out of sight I recognize the object as a dragon I had hit. "I did it. I took down a dragon. The tribe will be pleased when I take your body back." Moving over to the body I was getting myself ready to make a killing blow when the dragon moved under my foot. Opening my eyes and looking down the dragon was looking back up at me. Closing my eyes so I don't see the fear and pain in the eyes of the dragon I try to talk myself into doing what was expected. An internal battle started and I realized I couldn't kill the dragon. "Who am I kidding they were right and always will be." Turning to walk away I stopped and turned back to the dragon with my knife in hand. "Might as well go all out if I am going to do this." I got down to cutting the bola as quick as I could in case anyone came.
Once the dragon was free it stood and pinned me to a tree with it's claws around my neck not cutting me. It roared in my face then turned and flew off before crashing again. I collapsed before completely fainting from all the excitement of tonight.