Chapter Two
Hiccup pov
When I woke up I was still out in the clearing and it was still dark. My dad will be home now so hopefully when I return home he will be in bed. Either way I am in trouble. Walking home I was thinking about what to say to him. He is the chief so that made me take note of his body language. Once back home I tried to sneak up stairs but it didn't work.
"Hiccup."
"Um hi."
"I need to talk to you."
"Good I need to talk to you too." I had a bad feeling about this. "You first."
"You get your wish and start dragon training in the morning." He dropped an axe into my hands.
"I should have gone first." Looking down trying to keep a hold of the axe. "I can't fight dragons."
"Yes you can and you will."
"I really know I can't." This was turning out to be a really bad night.
"Yes you can. When you carry that axe you carry the whole tribe. You walk like us. Talk like us. Be like us." He was really going into it.
"Rephrase. I won't kill dragons." I had to try once more as I felt like I was losing this.
"But you will."
"Can you not hear me dad?" I tried pleading now. "This seems to be one-sided."
"I have to go now." He grabbed his stuff and headed to the door opening it. "I'll be back. Probably."
"And I'll still be here." He closed the door as he walked out. "Maybe." Putting the axe away I went to bed.