I kind of wrote this chapter already, but then I got stuck so here it is...written again for the second time. Thanks for hanging in there and waiting for this while I did some stuff!

Love to all-sorry for the short chapter.

~Toothless~

Fifteen suns. Three and a half paws worth of waiting. Seemingly endless time stretches forever, as I simply survive. Or uh, fifteen days as my rider would say. That's what, two weeks in human terms? And what a long two weeks it has been.

We were finally free. First I was freed by Hiccup from the nest, but at a price. My flight, a price I was willing to pay for the friendship gained. I was freed from loneliness, being the last of my kind, by one human who was just as lonely as I. Just as different, just as exiled. Hiccup and I were freed from the Vikings, the small island we were trapped in. Hiccup freed me from the queen, and I freed him from his loneliness. But we freed ourselves of Berk by nothing but the strength in our limbs. We took the leap into darkness and freedom, but at what price now?

We have gained so much already. And each time it seemed karma demanded retribution, a price to be paid. And somehow those prices lead us to a deeper and better being of ourselves, and more freedom. And then Karma demanded more. And so the cycle continued.

If I ever meet karma, I am ripping his (or her) head off and mounting it on my tail.

For Hiccup and I to be released into the world and out from Berk, his wound was the price paid. How was that fair? So long I have stomped and demanded, roared and tore trees from their roots and dirt from the ground. How was it fair for Hiccup to bear this wound?

Though he wasn't alone. I too, had a wound from that battle so long ago. My leg still bothered me, and though I often licked and cared for it, it still burned and tortured me in sleep.

But nothing could torture me more than the endless waiting.

Waiting to know if Hiccup, my rider, my friend, was still alive.

I watched them carefully, but never did they carry a body from the human dwelling. Even in the depths of night I knew were each one was. I watched them day and night, as long as I could without being caught by sneaking humans.

I watched as the blonde haired maiden made her way out to the bustling street with yelling humans and the smell of food and return with a bag in each hand every day. I followed the brown-haired man to and from various houses. I watched as the woman picked herbs. I guard their house day and night, only leaving for food or sleep.

I have spent so long in the woods behind the house, waiting. Forever waiting, it seems.

The world has no meaning in these times. The sun rises and sets and I watch. I follow and observe and wait. The beautiful island has no meaning, no draw to it. Each minute is an eternity. Forever; without Hiccup.

It isn't fair. We get a glimpse of freedom and everything comes crashing down. All I wanted was for it to just be me and Hiccup, traveling with no worry or cares. Was it so hard to ask for? It was so simple, why couldn't it work?

What else could we do?

Before Hiccup, everything was…the same. Everything just was; no question or option. But with his presence came more possibilities then I could have ever imagined. We could do anything now. And yet, we are stuck in time, waiting for…what?

"What's the point of all this?" I would roar at the sky, getting anxious and worried. What is the point? Why are Hiccup and I being put through all this agony? It made my scales itch just thinking about it. In worry and frustration I would tear at the earth. I can't fly without Hiccup, not like I would want to. Why couldn't he just wake up?

Like I said, if I ever meet Karma, it is dead.

So I will wait. I will wait forever until my rider is alright. Until I can see his smiling face again. I will stalk the healers every minute of every day. And if my Hiccup does not make it, I will destroy the entire town with the force of a dragon. For I am not tame, and I am not friendly. I have my rider, the one who can relate and the only one I will tolerate. As for the rest of the humans…if Hiccup was not here, they would all be dead.

And they will be.

I watch the window carefully, the one I sometimes smell his scent coming from, carried by the wind. He is so close, and yet though I try to reach him with every fiber of my being, I cannot. He slips away into the darkness as the battle rages inside his body. Inside his wound. I pull for him, beg for him yet he does not hear me.

I look back on the time I thought about killing him, and I disgust myself. I could not harm Hiccup, and never again will I allow harm to come to him.

So rise sun, and set.

Come at me Karma, with all the strength you have.

Betray me world. Fight me, fear me, and harm me.

Waters wash me away.

Fire burn me to ash.

Destroy my body, I will fight with my soul.

For I will absorb all the damage in the world,

For every scratch Hiccup will ever take.

And I will do it a thousand times over.

For I am a dragon.

And I have a rider.

And neither of us is tame.

We will not be broken.