Chapter 3
Orion's P.O.V.
Finally, it's my turn. "Name?" the viking asks. "Orion," I reply. "Group Five." he says. He gestures to the second to last table. I walk over to it and sit at the end. After the entire line is finished, the viking says, "Now, only on from each group will race. The winner of the race will race against the dragon trainers. You will participate in activities -with your dragon- against vikings in your group. At the end of each activity some of you will be illuminated and some will continue." he says. "First activity will be tomorrow for groups four through six in dragon calling." he says.
The Next Day
Orion's P.O.V.
I woke up to a lick in the face. I opened my eyes to find Shai staring at me. "Hey Shai." I say. I jump out of bed. I slip on the same clothes from yesterday. I go the area where groups four through six were supposed to meet. Some girl next to me glared at me. "Who are you?" she asked. She had blond hair, brown eyes, and A LOT of freckles. "Orion," I reply. "What type of name is that?" she asks. "Well, what's your name?" I ask. "Arinora," she says. "That sounds like Aria and Nora mixed together." I say. She stormed off. "Who would like to go first?" a viking asks. Everyone's hands go up, except mine. I like to know what I'm up against before I strike. Soon, everyone went. I was the only one left. I took one step forward. I cupped my hands around my mouth and do a Night Fury call.
Hiccup's P.O.V.
Toothless and I were resting from our quick spin. Then I heard something. It sounded like a dragon call.
Orion's P.O.V.
Shai, I hope you heard me. Then Shai lands next to me. "What type of dragon is that?" someone asks. "A Night Fury." I reply. I hear some gasps and mumbles. "Well, time to see who will continue." the leader viking says. He goes through the names. I stand there, hoping I continue. The last name he calls is my name. Arinora glares at me and says, "You just got lucky." I role my eyes. Actually, she just got lucky. She had to do at least seven calls before her dragon came.
Hiccup's P.O.V.
I was planning on having a free evening, but since I have to attend some feast, I won't be having a free evening. I walk into the house through the back door. I see my mom preparing the food. "Hello Hiccup. How was your day?" Mom asks. "Oh, just perfect, yeah! I now will be enjoying a perfect evening." I say with sarcasm. "You'd better drop that attitude young man." Mom warns me. "I know, I know." I tell her. Then my dad walks in.