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Chapter 2 - The Meeting of the Two Heroes

"I have brought down this mighty beast!" I stirred from the sudden shout. Something that was standing on me fell off. I opened my eyes.

A Zayura, of course. Why can't I move? I looked at my body to see myself stuck...

under a tree that fell on me. And the zayura was holding...oh snap, not a...

...shiny doom branch...

It's part of the Zayura's arsenal, used for poking. It is said that the branch can stab right through dragon scales because of it's burning shinyness. Who knew that shiny can be scary?

"I'm going to cut out your heart...and take it to my father, " The Zayura said. "I'm a VIKING!" The Zayura's face was as fierce as a pouncing tiger. Survivors from the sceptor stick described the vikings cruel, heartless, cold, emotionless face before giving death to us. It purges even the bravest dragons, knowing that they were on the brink of death, and almost no way to escape, and they were right...I can't remember the last time I was scared out of my wits like this...This small, little Zayura can cause so much fear...Just like her.

Wait...father and viking? Is that what the Zayura's call themselves?

Vikings?

Strange name...and father...So these "vikings" have family. Inter-Why am I caught up in science when this little Zayu-Viking whatever's going to poke me?

The viking held the sceptor stick over his head, eyes closed, ready to stab in to my chest, and cut out my heart as it said.

Not able to witness the event, I just closed my eyes, making a moo-ing noise to let the Zayura know that it could do away with me.

The Viking's breathing was so hard I could even hear and feel it! And it's stinky...a little...

I just waited, and waited...and waited...

Waiting...waiting...and WAITING...and waiting...

Is this how long it takes for them to poke us? 'Cause if it is, we could get up and rip their heads off, if we weren't stuck under a tree or their spin gra-

"I did this..."

What? The viking just said I did this...well, of course it did! It nearly caught me with it's spin grappler, and because of the pain it gave me, I am stuck under a darn tree ready to get poked to death!

Wait...the hard breathing's stopped. I heard footsteps. Could it be reinforcements? No, it was the viking...walking away? Vikings never walk away from their prey! Atleast, I was told so..

The footsteps stopped...only for a brief moment. I opened my eyes.

Hm...I wasn't paying attention the first time I looked. Interesting...this viking has some sort of curly...string on it's head. I wonder if it's the hair that Zayura's have...But it's so slick and soft

looking! And it looks like it has layers of skin. One looks like a fur coat...and the inside was green, reaching only up to the little fellow's hands. And it's feet were big...and brown...and the eyes...They were the same color as mine!

Wait-what the? The viking's looking at me...at my eyes, too. We stared for a long time... |I looked back at the Night Fury only to have it staring at my eyes. This feeling I'm getting...is it...fear? From a Night Fury? So it's feared of the fact that I'll kill it...right here and now...

I could see in this vikings eyes...fear, just like mine... |Ugh, nevermind! I quickly stopped staring and looked away on the path away back to Berk.

|And then...I ran off.

The viking quickly ran off. Probably back to Zayu. Very strange meeting indeed...

...Now that the meeting's over, how the snippy do I get this tree off my back? It's giving me a cramp! Ugh...if only Gargate was here. He could easily push it off...I think.

I decided that I should recover, since I was still incredibly weak. I took a quick nap.

Hiccup's POV

I finally got back to Berk, and back to my house. I took a sigh, knowing that dad would be there, ready to give me a fat scolding. I stared at my house for a long time, lost in thought of the Night Fury.

I shook myself out of my thoughts, and opened the door, entering in. Dad's not home yet...Good, must be at a meeting. Time to make my move!

Back to the Night Fury

I woke up to the sound of some clattering noises. I opened my eyes, and the viking was back, with a bigger scepter stick of shiny doom...and a pow power...Strange. What was the viking doing? It grabbed the big scepter stick, and then rose it up, although having some difficuilty. If it was going to try and chop me...

Instead, it chopped part of the tree I was stuck under. Then it grabbed the pow power, and banged it against the tree, slowly letting the tree roll off, although inflicting some pain.

Now's my chance!

I quickly barrel rolled, slapping the pow power out of it's hands, and then pounced on the viking on to a rock, with my claws on it's neck.

I stared at it's eyes for a brief moment...seeing fear again, only much greater than last time. I could just fly away...or blow this viking to bits, for revenge of nearly getting myself catched and stabbed.

I decided...

I reared up, letting go of the vikings neck, and then opened my mouth. For a brief moment, I was still, and then...I lunged my head towards the vikings own head.

Back to Toothless about to get 'killed' by Hiccup

Hiccup's POV

"I did this..." I got this poor Night Fury under a tree...and I had to do something about it.

No, what am I talking about? This is my chance to kill it...but...it's so...

OH, TOOTHLESS DID NOT JUST TRY AND LEAVE A CLIFFHANGER! Is Toothless going to rip Hiccup's head off? Hiccup hopes not!

Hiccup:He'll-

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