Part 3 – Back to Berk
I named that Night Fury Ninja. I thought it was a brilliant name. Bjorn and Mildriad had taught me that the world was round, not flat, and because of this there were so many lands far away. In one of these faraway lands, there were stealthy, powerful warriors called ninjas who protected their people from crime. So for a stealthy, powerful dragon I thought Ninja was a great name. We bonded over the years that passed, as we travelled on in our stolen ship, which we renamed North Star II (we thought that The Rising Death was a bit too menacing for our taste). As soon as we got to the ship I thought Ninja would abandon me, but she didn't. She stayed with me, supported me through the harder times, and became my best friend. We flew together every night; we bonded and built a wall of trust between us. I would trust her with my life. I know that sounds weird cos she's a dragon but it's true.
When I was eighteen, I thought it was time. I'd been putting it off for long enough. It was time to go back to Berk. I didn't even know if they were all still alive, but if they were it would be amazing to see them all again after abandoning them like that. I didn't quite know how Astrid would take it, but I was about to find out. That night I packed my stuff; my own personal dragon studies, this diary, and the Nadder spine which gave me my scar, which now ran like a frozen river up my left leg. Then I went out onto the deck and after an emotional goodbye to the Hermansens, got onto Ninja and flew into the night, in the direction of Berk.
And that's the prologue! I know it's long but I think it introduces the story really well. Please review, I hope you enjoyed!