The Revival
Author Note: HHHHEEEEEYYYYYY GGGGGGUUUUUUYYYYYSSSSSS. Hehe. I am extremely hyper, which you probably don't care about. Oh well. Another chapter whoop. Btw the plain italic is the thoughts of whoever's POV it is. ANYWHOOOOOOOOOVILLE. WHOOVILLE. YAY! Anyway on with the chapter. Enjoy!
Chapter 4
Astrid POV
I sigh as I sit down and lay my head against the table. It was a long day, with all the repairs and training of the young ones. I jump when I hear the horn sounding. Urgh, Dragon raid. I get up and head out the door, grabbing my battle axe on the way out. Charging out whilst scanning my surrounding to see where I was needed. I rushed over to where I saw a little boy and girl, twins, facing a Nadder. 'Aaaahhhhh!' I charge at the dragon and managed to chase it off with barely a scratch. After checking on the kids I turned to come face to face with a Monsters Nightmare. My eyes widen and I lift my axe to try to defend myself… before a loud roar and whistle of a Nightfury came. A flash of blue and then the shockwave of the blast hit. I look to where it landed and frowned. It didn't attack any of the buildings or the towers. It just hit an empty path of grass. That's when I noticed the Nightmare was gone. I flip my head to the left, following the blur of pitch black, carefully locking my eyes onto what must be the Nightfury, I notice it goes and… hovers? Over the ocean, and proceed to almost fall on my butt when I see another Nightfury fly up and hover next to it. 'Shit.'
'Ready the cannons. Shoot one of those Nightfury's down.' I turn my head and watch as a group of Vikings grab the net cannons, following Chief Stoick the Vasts' orders. They fire all three of the cannons at the same time. Apparently they were distracted as they managed to dodge the first two, however the smaller one? was knocked down by the third. I wince as it hit the ground and then followed Stoick as he approached the dragon. As we got closer the other one landed and a person leaped off his back, running towards us! The Nightfury leaped and ran behind him, close on his heels, hissing and growling at anyone who tried to get close or got in the way. They reached the fallen Nightfury. He lets out a low growl that makes everyone stop and stare. Another whine let out from the net and another person shifted the wing of the dragon so they could be seen. This day just keeps getting weirder. The first human nodes his head to the trapped dragon and rider causing the other Nightfury to go over and cut them free. Everyone took a step back as they stood up, stretched out and shook themselves. The now free rider gave the dragon a pat before make their way to the other rider. Jeez name would be useful right now. And I should stop talking to myself, even in my head. The dragons nudge each other with their heads, as if checking each other for wounds while their riders seemed to have a conversation, using different growls, croons, whines and hisses. The smaller on hissed and stepped back. The taller one nodded and then spoke.