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Ch.4: Axe and Sword

Saro wasn't aware that she had fallen asleep against the boulder, the dragon sleeping above her. A loud roar echoed in her ears and woke her up. She woke up with a start and looked around, blinking.

"I must've fell asleep." She said as last night's memories came back to her. There was another loud noise and she scrambled up to her feet. Saro, alarmed, placed her hand on the hilt of her sword as she strode over to the source of the noise.

She moved some branches out of the way only to see a girl hurling a battleaxe at some innocent trees. Saro recognized it as Astrid who was training, she was jumping and somersaulting, sending her axe at the trees as after leveling with the ground. Saro winced as the axe was deeply lodged into the tree across from her.

"Poor tree." Saro mumbled, smiling a bit. Saro was impressed by this blonde Viking's impeccable aim. She was hitting them dead in the middle almost consecutive. It wasn't long before Saro saw the axe headed right at her. "Whoa!"

She threw herself to the ground. The axe soared above her head, just barely. It slammed into the tree behind her. Saro jumped up to her feet and drew her sword at impulse. Astrid came jogging over to her.

"Oi! What're you tryin' to do?" Saro asked, stunned. "Kill me?"

"You shouldn't have stood there." Astrid said, walking passed her and yanking her axe out. Saro's grip on her sword loosened a bit, seeing no threat.

"You gonna apologize?" Saro asked.

"Why? You were in the way." Astrid said. "Your fault basically."

Saro rolled her eyes.

"So what're you? A swordfighter?" Astrid asked, looking at Saro's sword. Saro glanced at her sword, bouncing it up and down with her hand for emphasis.

"Sorta." Saro said. "Never really did get real lessons."

"Are you good?" Astrid asked, shouldering her axe.

"I wouldn't say the best." Saro said, shrugging her shoulders. "But I've gotten okay at it."

Astrid pointed her axe in Saro's direction.

"Show me what you got." Astrid challenged. Saro raised a brow.

"You do know you've got an axe and I've got sword. Kinda-"

Astrid swung. Saro ducked.

"Whoa!" Saro cried for the second time that morning. She quickly swung her sword up and it clashed against Astrid's axe blade. The clash woke up the little dragon who was still sleeping in on the rock, bathing in the sunlight, not that neither of them cared. He watched as the two shiny weapons collided with one another. Saro had jumped up on a rock to get a better advantage, pushing Astrid's axe away as it swung at her.

Nearby, Toothless's head perked up from the sound of two blades clashing. Hiccup, who was reclined against him, sketching out something in his notebook, looked at his friend in worry.

"What's wrong buddy?" Hiccup asked. He heard the faint sound of metal colliding. "What in the name of Odin?"

He had scrambled up to his feet, well foot and prosthetic and hurried over to where the sound came from. It wasn't really far from him. He was suddenly revealed to the scene of Astrid and Saro fighting…or was it training? Hiccup noticed there was a slight difference in the way that Astrid fights and trains. They were simply training. Hiccup watched as Saro was defending herself from Astrid's deadly axe. He was impressed as she jumped from place to place, swinging her sword in process. He saw Saro dive to the ground and into a somersault, rolling up to her feet and slamming her sword against Astrid's blade.

"Impressive." Astrid commented as Saro parried another blow.

"Not bad yourself." Saro complimented. Hiccup noticed that both Saro and Astrid were panting from the many minutes they were engrossed in this activity, almost hacking each other's head off. The two finally stopped when they both were out of energy to resume fighting. Nearby, a little dragon was hissing at them. They looked over and saw that the little guy was present. Hiccup grinned as he realized that the Terrible Terror was playing with the lights that reflected off their steel blades. The dragon didn't release any fire but he simply nipped at Saro's trousers. "Hey, let go."

"I think he likes you." Hiccup said, appearing to the two. Astrid looked over while Saro was in a game of tug of war with the Terror.

"Yeah right." Saro said, grunting as she finally yanked the pants from him. "He tried killing me last night."

"What? With his cuteness?" Hiccup asked, collecting the Terror in his arms. The Terror didn't object to Hiccup picking him up. He was scratching his head while Saro glared at him.

"Haha…no, he was breathing fire at me because I sat on his sacred rock." Saro said, glaring fiercely at the little dragon. Hiccup was a little amused at the story.

"Is that where you ran off to last night?" Astrid asked.

"Yeah, I was a bit adventurous last night I guess, I found myself asleep against the rock this morning." Saro said, running a hand through her messy brown hair.

"Well, at least you didn't come across a Monstrous Nightmare." Hiccup commented. "They usually hang around in these parts."

"I've been meaning to ask you about…these dragons." Saro said, trying to find the right words. "Weren't you in a war with them not that long ago?"

Hiccup set the dragon back down but the little dragon scurried over to Saro and laid down against her loaned fur boots. Saro glanced and smiled as the dragon rested peacefully. Astrid looked at Hiccup who began explaining everything to her.

To be continued.

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