HI guys! I'm blown away with how many of you like my story. I'm going to try and do as many updates as I can before I head back to school (college student…whoopee). Let me know what you think and I invite helpful criticisms form fellow writers. I actually came up with the idea of Rori a long time ago, and fell in love with her character. Here's chapter 3 enjoy.

I'm almost to the water when I stop at a tree trunk where I keep my project, well, it's more like a suit. My dad has made a flight suit, and this is more of a water suit.

When I was younger almost nothing could keep me from the water, I was always by the cliff sides or at the beach watching Tide Gliders breach in the distance. Not only did I want to ride one, I wanted to swim next to them. But, I could never swim deep enough or far enough to even get close to them. So I started on this project. The first suit was too heavy, my dad appeared just in time to see me dive into the deep and sink like a stone. It was really awkward when you wake up on the beach with your dad giving you mouth to mouth.

The second suit I tried to add an airbag on the back so I can breathe through a tub. The bag was more like a floatation device. After that failure I took it back to the forge, the heat in the room made the bag expand and pop; the noise scared Grump and he blew up a week's worth of saddles. Gobber still won't let me live that down.

I've tried tails, I've tried wings, I've even tried coating myself in shredded skin and dragon spit. But nothing has worked. I've nearly drowned probably around ten times, I lost count, so much that Dad has kinda forbidden me to keep working on this.

Every time I would improve the suit or try to find a new way to find more Tidal class dragons, it would end in a big disaster! Mom, dad, and grandma have even tried to get me acquainted with other dragons to get my mind of Tidals; other dragons don't like me!

A monsterous nightmare chased me with burning fire, gronkles would just scratch their ears and ignore me, obviously I can't ride a zippleback by myself, and deadly nadders would purposely throw me every time I got on or shoot spikes. I'm doing everything I learned in dragon class, petting them on the nose, calmly trying to befriend them, but nothing works with me. The only dragon who tolerates me is Toothless, he's a good friend, but he's always with dad so I don't get to hang with him much.

I get the suit out of the tree trunk and give it a look over. It's a combination of leather, and shedded scauldran skin. I've gone from designs where the wings are too short, to too long. Now I think I have the perfect length. The wings ring from my ankles to my hands, there are rods in the wings but I notices their making swimming too heavy, but without them the wings are too flimsy. But, now, now I think I got it. I whip out my small sowing kit, and I take out the remainder of Scauldran skin and add it to the edges of where my hands would go. I whittled two, two foot wooden sticks and sowed them in the pockets of the skuldrin skin.

"I think I got it!" I whisper to myself

I look around to make sure no one is around, take off my clothes and put on the suit, it fits me perfectly, my hands go up to the gloves and grasp the wooden rods. I pull the wings tight, they feel strong; It's time to try it out. I reach into the trunk and pull out my first "successful" invention. They help me see underwater without burning my eyes. There made with metal wood, leather, and a new substance my dad calls glass. They leak in water sometimes but they do the job.

The next thing I know I'm on the top of a cliff, ready to jump. It's around a twenty foot drop into deep waters, so I pull the goggles over my eyes, tuck the wings into my sides, and without hesitation I jump. I've done this jump so many times and the exhilarating feeling of my stomach dropping never ceases to amaze me. I hit the water, the icy cold hits me in a rush, bubbles rush through my hair, I spread the wings and move them in one big flap, I fly through the water. It works!

I'm looking at the wonder of the water! I'm gliding through the water and looking at the beautiful coral, I see dragons swimming in the distance, and long to swim with them. I swim so deep that my ears feel like they will pop out of my head. This feels exhilarating! When my lungs feel like they're going to burst I finally surface.

"Woohoo! Yeah!" I scream as I pump my fists into the air. I finally did it!

I dive back into the depths, and I swim for a long time. To me this is my version of flying there is no ground, and no sky. I'm just floating, and diving, in this amazing blue world. I can see rocks and caverns waiting to be explored. A school of Scauldran come from the depths and begin to swim past me. "I'm so tiny compared to these giant beauties!" I thought

One of them, a baby, notices me, stops, and swims up to me. He sniffs my suit, and and then blows bubbles into my face. I can tell he recognizes the scent of the skin. He then does something I've never seen a Sculdran do before. He backflips, tilts his head, lifts up his right fin, and touches his nose to my nose. I have no clue what he's trying to tell or what I'm supposed to do, he looks just as confused as I do. He repeats the move. I think he wants me to do the same, I mimic the exact same move, he seems to laugh then he hears his school call him and he swims away. I get it, that's how Scauldran greet each other in their natural habitat!

I resurface ecstatic and thrilled! "This is amazing!" I yell laughing, and then I notice something.

I can see Berk from where I am and it's so tiny, and the sun was starting to set, I must have been out there for hours. I'd better head back before an undertow takes me away.

By the time I get back I feel like my arms are about to fall off, but I've never been so excited in my life. I crawl on to the beach and flip on my back, whip off my googles and I can't help but laugh. My joy however is short lived

"Rori!" I hear

I quickly sit up. Ow, too quick, my core is sore.

"Rori, where are you!?"

I'd know those two voices anywhere. It's my mom, and grandma.

"I'm on the beach!" I yell, then I realize I should've thrown off the suit before they came. But, then I'd be naked on the beach and that would be even more awkward. Before I can finish my though they burst through the bushes, mom with her ax. She never leaves home without that thing.

"Oh thank gods!" she says as she drops her ax runs over to me and gives me one of those mom hugs. Before she can break my back she pulls away and grabs my shoulders. "Where were you!? We've been looking everywhere for you! What have you been doing? Where are you're clothes?And…..what are you…have you been experimenting with the suit again?"

I reply "Water, sorry, swimming, in the forrest and yes."

Mom sighs, and my grandma kneels next to me and picks up one of the wings. "This is incredible work!"

"Valka please can I have a moment with her."

My grandma pauses a moment and then nods. "Yes of course." She gets up and leaves

There is a brief moment of awkward silence then I burst and say"Mom I can explain, I just need to calibrate.." before I finish she gives me a big hug. I'm surprised because mom is not a huggy person at all.

"What's this for ?" I say as I give her a hug back

"Well, A. you scared the living daylights out of me, and B. I'm proud of you." She releases me

"Proud?"

"You're just like your dad, always perservering, and never giving up. You are one of the bravest people I know." She taps a finger onto my nose and gets up. "Come on we're going home."

I smile "Ok let me just get my clothes.."

"Oh no you don't'" she interrupts

"What?"

"We are going straight home, and showing this to your father."

"Uh, am I in trouble?" I ask

"Honey, you don't even know the meaning of the word." She picks up her axe and motions me to follow "Come on dads already looking over the whole Island with toothless to find you."

I gulp. Oh Thor, I am not looking forward to this!"