... Hi guys, I know it's been a long time since I updated, but there's been a lot of stuff happening lately, like exams and sh*t...ANYWAY! I won't go into detail, and I'll start updating more frequently now that summer's started.

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EXT. TRAINING GROUNDS- DAY

Gobber raises a massive iron gate at the entrance of a vast stone arena.

GOBBER: Welcome to dragon training!

The teens file through the gate, and out onto the arena floor. They take it in like gladiators entering the colosseum. The walls are covered in scorched silhouettes of blasted Vikings. It's a grim yet awe-inspiring place.

ASTRID: No turning back.

TUFFNUT: I hope I get some serious burns

RUFFNUT: I'm hoping for some mauling, like on my shoulder or lower back.

Hiccup looked over at the twins, "Why would either of you want something like that to happen to you?"

Ruff and Tuff looked at each other " 'Cuz it'll look cool when it's healed"

"Yeah, if it heals and you don't die from it" Hiccup deadpanned

ASTRID: Yeah, it's only fun if you get a scar out of it.

HICCUP (O.S.): Yeah, no kidding, right? Pain. Love it.

The teens turn to see Hiccup behind them. They all groan aloud.

TUFFNUT: Oh great. Who let him in?

"My dad, A.K.A. your Chief."

GOBBER: Let's get started! The recruit who does best, will win the honour of killing his first dragon in front of the entire village.

A voice spoke in Hiccup's head"Is killing my species an honour? Is that why your kind is so bent on eliminating us?" Hiccup's eyes widened slightly 'What? No, Toothless. Nonono! We, uh... we think you're trying to eliminating us' "But we're just trying to survive too!" Toothless said 'I know that Toothless, but the rest of them don't. They just think you're mindless beasts who are Hel-bent on killing us.' "Oh." Astrid watched Hiccup during the silent exchange with his dragon, when Hiccup looked at her, she gave him a quizzical look, he just shook his head and gestured to the screen.

SNOTLOUT: Hiccup already killed a Night Fury, so does that disqualify him or...?

The teens laugh and chatter in the background

TUFFNUT: Can I transfer to the class with the cool Vikings?

Hiccup looked at Tuffnut "... Tuff, there's only one class."

"I knew that!" Hiccup just nodded, "Sure Tuffnut, sure."

Gobber throws his arm around Hiccup and ushers him along.

GOBBER (Cheery, in confidence): Don't worry. You're small and weak. That'll make you less of a target. They'll see you as sick or insane and go after the more Viking- like teens instead.

Gobber winced, it sounded much worse now that he heard it out of his own mouth. He turned to Hicccup, "I'm sorry lad, I didn't think it sounded that harsh."

"It's fine Gobber." The blacksmith winced at the shortness of his apprentice's voice.

Gobber stuck him in line with the rest of the kids and continues on toward five huge, reinforced doors. Terrible roars can be heard from within.

GOBBER (CONT'D): Behind these doors are just a few of the many species that you will learn to fight.

Fishlegs bounces and giggles with excitement, barely able to contain himself.

Hiccup groaned, he knew exactly what was coming.

GOBBER (CONT'D): The Deadly Nadder.

FISHLEGS (under his breath): Speed eight. Armor sixteen.

Toothless made a confused sound and looked at Hiccup, 'I'll tell you later bud.' Toothless just nodded and curled around Hiccup and Astrid.

GOBBER: The Hideous Zippleback.

FISHLEGS: Plus eleven stealth. Times two.

The Zipplebacks were starting to get interested too.

GOBBER: The Monstrous Nightmare.

FISHLEGS: Firepower fifteen.

... and the Nightmares too.

GOBBER: The Terrible Terror.

FISHLEGS: Attack eight. Venom twelve.

... And the Terrors.

GOBBER: CAN YOU STOP THAT!?

(Beat) And... the Gronckle.

FISHLEGS (quietly; to himself/Hiccup): Jaw strength, eight.

Gobber pulls the lever beside the door, raising the cross beam on the Gronckles pen.

SNOTLOUT: Whoa, wait! Aren't you going to teach us first?!

"He believes in learning on the job." Hiccup said as he thought back to when he started apprenticing with the one armed man. He shivered, so many scars.

GOBBER: I believe in learning of the job.

Stoick suddenly realized how similar his son and best friend were, 'Crap'

BAM! A Gronckle buzzes out of the cage, charging into the ring like an angry bull. The teens scramble in every direction.

Except Ruffnut and Tuffnut, who rush towards it, like pumped up rodeo clowns.

GOBBER (CONT'D): Today is about survival. If you get blasted, you're dead. Quick, what's the first thing you need?

"Hey Gobber? What would happen if one of us actually got blasted? Like, without the shield?"

Gobber frowned, he hadn't thought of that.

Hiccup: A doctor?

Night snickered, "Which one? Eleven was my personal fave, but Ten was cuter."

The Vikings stared at her, confused. Night shook her head, "Never mind. Future thing."

FISHLEGS: Plus five speed?

"What does that even mean?" Snotlout sneered at the large, blond teen.

"Oh, well for your information Snotlout-" Fishlegs began. "Oh, that's right. I don't care." Snotlout laughed obnoxiously. Night hit him over the head. (Felt like that needed to be added)

ASTRID: A shield

GOBBER: Shields. Go.

The recruits run to the centre of the ring, scrambling for a sheild.

GOBBER(CONT'D): Your most important piece of equipment is your shield. If you must make a choice between a sword or a shield, take the shield.

Hiccup struggles to lift his.

Snotlout opened his mouth to say something, but one look from Night shut him up.

Gobber helps him and sends him running.

Ruffnut and Tuffnut stand amidst a dozen shields. But only one has a skull painted on it. They both grab it.

TUFFNUT: Get your hands off my shield!

RUFFNUT: There are like a million shields!

"Well, she's not wrong." Night said

TUFFNUT: Take that one, it has flowers on it. Girls like flowers.

Ruffnut and Astrid glare at him.

Ruffnut uses the sheild to hit Tuffnut in the face.

RUFFNUT: Ooops, now this one has blood on it.

"You know that you just handed your brother the shield. Right?" Fishlegs asked.

The Gronckle takes aim at the distracted twins. Smash! The shield is ripped from their hands. Ruff and Tuff spin around and fall over.

GOBBER: Tuffnut, Ruffnut, you're out!

TUFFNUT: (DAZED) What? RUFFNUT (CONFUSED): What?

Ending it here guys (over 1000 words this time). Again I'm really, really sorry about not updating sooner, but hopefully I'll start posting more.

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Peace – Princess Night