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Chapter 5: Flashing Death
Hiccup POV:
"So why didn't you?" I ask holding up a piece of the frosted broken bola. After dragon training I had gone to the woods to clear my thoughts but had ended up wandering to exactly the same place the Night Fury had crashed. I put the bola piece down on the frosted ground, Gobber's words echoing in my head, 'a dragon will always, always go for the kill.' But this was not the case with the girl. Why had she spared me?
I wander in the forest for over half an hour before I reach an opening in front of me. I duck under a branch and look around me. Its a cove, maybe thirty feet deep in the shallowest parts.
Birds tweet and dive through it. I hum softly before I grab the edge of the wall and swing myself forward onto a ledge. After a few more jumps and near falls, I land on the ground softly.
The cove is peaceful and honestly, it feels like home more than the village. I walk forward before freezing, rooted in place by both fear and shock.
Lying a few feet from the waters edge, one hand in it, unconscious and paler than snow is the girl. My breath hitches before I race forward and skid onto my knees not caring what so ever about any injures stopping in front of her.
My hands hover for a second, all medical training I know slipping from my mind. Pulse. Check for a pulse you idiot. A voice says in the back of my head.
I grab her free hand and shove back her long sleeve pushing my fingers onto her vein. Nothing.
Oh, please don't be dead! I lower my head down and press my ear to her chest. Thump, thump, thump.
I breathe a sigh of relief and drop her hand. After looking around for a few more seconds, I notice her leg is bent out of place horribly. I grimace and feel bile rise in my throat as I see blood and puss leaking through broken skin.
She needs medical attention now.
I look down at her hand looking at the dark blue scales. Actually, I get her medical attention and she dies, she's part dragon, why would my dad let her live?
Breathing a frustrated sigh through my nose, I grab her shoulders and upper arms dragging her away from the pond. A soft groan of pain escapes her lips and I look down at her.
When I reach a good distance from the pond, her eyes open slowly like her eye lids are to heavy for her to lift. I set her on the ground and she meets eyes with me for a second.
I shake my head, "Dont move." I command before I take off down the cove. I cant tell others who she is, but I can in the least steal some medical supplies and help her with her leg.
Sapphire POV:
I watch the Viking leave the cove, scrambling up the wall like he had been made to do that sole thing his whole life. I groan and shut my eyes tightly my fingers curling around the grass.
I know I shouldn't have moved with the break I had, but I did. I had tried climbing up the wall and fell, breaking the leg, again. There's a nice gash going down my calf, I'm beyond sure is infected, my head is pounding my throat aching. All in all, I feel pretty terrible.
So the Vikings command for me to "stay here." Isn't needed. I would have done it whether he wanted to or not.
Where is he going?
I honestly, dont even have a rough idea. I just know away is the best answer I can give.
After roughly ten minutes I's guess, I hear his footsteps. I force my eyes open, not really caring about whether he's a Viking, I just want help.
He stops, panting for breath. I look up at him and he kneels down dropping a satchel in front of me, he makes eye contact with me before he bites his lip slightly, "I need to, set the bone." He says and I nod, closing my eyes and bracing myself.
I feel his hands touch my foot and bite my tongue heavily to keep back a cry of pain before he grabs it and I let out a blood curling scream as he sets the bone. I jerk into a sitting position and gasp for breath, pained wheezes leaving my chest.
"Sorry." The Viking murmurs before his fingers scramble for the satchel.
I wrap my arms around myself closing my eyes tightly at the waves of pain shooting through my entire body.
"Hiccup." The Viking says after several seconds of silence. I open my eyes to look at him in surprise. What? "My name is Hiccup." He says after seeing my confused look. Hiccup?
After looking at his figure for another second, I decide, yup, this fits him well.
He grabs a roll of gauze and bandages, touching my foot again. I manage to keep back a cry but a small groan escapes my lips. "You gotta name?" Hiccup asks. I give him an irritated expression. How would I tell you? Seeing it, he shrugs, "Talking will help you keep your mind off your foot. So, you have a name?" He asks.
After a few seconds of him wiping away the dirt, puss and blood from my leg I lift up my hand and point to the sapphire scales on them. He looks up eyes narrowing.
"Scales?" He asks.
I shake my head.
"Okay um...hand?" He asks.
Really?
"Fine. Blue?" He asks.
I move my hand in a keep going gesture, "Um, dark blue? Blue blue? Wait...Sapphire?" He asks. I nod and he lifts up two metal rods placing them next to my leg.
He wraps the brace to my foot and I watch him, the way his hand moves, its like he's been born to fix broken bones. After a few more minutes of silence, I rub my temples my head aching. Hiccup finishes and sits back.
"Its sloppy, but it should work." He says and looks back at me. He grabs his satchel and swings it over his shoulder. "I gotta go, but, I'll bring some food tomorrow." He says and points behind himself at 'go'.
I nod and move back against the tree closing my eyes. Hiccup's footsteps start to retreat but I hear him mutter softly, "See you tomorrow, Sapphire."
I rub my arms, "You as well, Hiccup." I mutter in dragon. If I live that long.
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Hiccup POV:
Before I even reach the Great Hall's steps rain pours down. I groan in annoyance before running up the steps and throw open the Great Hall's doors stepping inside soaked to the bone.
I ring water from my bangs and walk forward to the table that Gobber is pacing in front of and the other teens are sitting on. I grab a plate a chicken and a glass of water as Snotlout scoots over preventing me from sitting next to them. Like I would anyway, sit at a table full of idiots, no thanks.
I sit down on an empty table and poke at the chicken leg, "Where did Astrid go wrong in the ring today?" Gobber asks.
"I mistimed my somersault it threw off my reverse tumble." Astrid answers and Ruffnut lets out a breath of disbelief.
"Yeah, we noticed." She says dryly.
"No, no, that was so, "Astrid."." Snotlout assures, trying to flirt and doing horribly. I roll my eyes and look back at the chicken poking at the cooked surface.
"Right. Where did Hiccup go wrong in the ring today?" Gobber asks and I let out a breath through my nose. Thank you Gobber!
"Uh, he showed up." Ruffnut says.
"He didn't get eaten?" Tuffnut offers.
"He wasn't blasted apart?" Snotlout offers.
"He's never where he should be." Astrid says. I look over at her, feeling slightly hurt. She really is the only one who stood up for me and didn't say I'm completely useless.
"Thank you Astrid." Gobber deadpans and walks over to the end of the table and cleans it off with a swipe of his hook and drops a book onto the table. "The dragon manual, everything we know about every dragon we know of." Gobber says pointing at the book. Thunder booms outside and Gobber stares at my soaked clothing and sighs, "No attacks tonight. Study up." Gobber commands and walks off.
Tuffnut stops trying to balance a knife on the end of its blade and it clatters against the table. "Wait. Read?" Tuffnut asks.
"Well we're still alive?" Ruffnut adds. I roll my eyes slightly. Asking them to read is pretty much asking them to give Mildew a foot massage.
"Why read words when you can just kill the stuff the words tell you stuff about?" Snotlout demands slaming his hand down on the table. I stand and start to walk over to the table.
"Oh! Oh! I've read it like seventy times!" Fishlegs says his face breaking into a large smile, "There's this water dragon that sprays boiling water at your face and there's this other one that buries itself for like a week-" Fishlegs starts and Tuffnut holds up his hand and snaps it shut in a 'be quiet' gesture and Fishlegs snaps his mouth shut.
"Yeah there was a chance I was going to read that…" Tuffnut starts.
"But now?" Ruffnut finishes.
Snotlout stands and looks at us, "You guys read, I'll go kill." He says and starts to walk off. The twins jump to their feet and Tuffnut grabs his dagger from off the table and they both rush after him, quickly followed by Fishlegs.
I reach the table and look at Astrid, "So I guess we'll share?" I ask and she looks at me giving me a look of disgust and stands shoving it at me.
"Read it." She snaps and stands grabbing her axe.
"Oh I'll mine, great! I guess I'll see you guys-" The door slams shut and I let out a long sigh, "Tomorrow." I finish and grab the book from off the table and move over to the other table and the Great Hall clears out quickly as I wait for my cloths to dry next to the fire. When everyone is gone I flip around on the bench and pull open the book.
"Strike Class, Mystery Class, Fear Class." I read quietly. "Thunderdrum, this reclusive dragon inhabits sea caves and dark tidepools. When startled the the Thunderdrum produces a concussive sound that can kill a man at close range. Extremely dangerous. Kill on sight." I whisper. Well that sounds like fun, glad I won't have to deal with one of those most likely ever."Timberjack, this gigantic creature has razor sharp wings that can slice through full grown trees, extremely dangerous. Kill on sight." I say and lighting flashes into the dark room and I whip around with a cry of surprise and thunder ripples overhead and I turn back to the book.
"Scauldron, sprays scalding water at it's vitom, Extremely dangerous." I read I flip through several more pages, "Changewing, even newly hatched dragons can spray acid. Kill on sight." I say and start flipping through the pages, "Gronckle, Zippleback, The Skrill, Boneknapper, Whispering Death." I stop and I stare at the long snakelike dragon, whoa, that would not be fun. Glad there not one of the common dragons in the dragon raids.
I continue to flip through the pages. "Burns its victims, Chokes it's victims, Turns it's victims inside out, extremely dangerous, extremely dangerous, kill on sight, kill on sight." I say and turn the next page.
"Night Fury." I say and look down at the blank page, "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 say and tense. At least, until a few days ago. Now, there's one on Berk.
I turn several pages before I see what I was looking for: Flashing Death
"The Flash of Death is a highly territorial and possessive dragon. It has blue fire that can melt through anything and can rival a Monstrous Nightmare in attack. Extremely Dangerous: Kill on sight." My mind flashes to the girl and I purse my lips before I slowly grab a scale I found from her hand and toss it onto the page.
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