Disclaimer: I don't own How To Train Your Dragon! All credit goes to Dreamworks for making such a fantasic movie!

The blackness seemed to surround Avalon in a circle. The darkness must've held its own secrets of some sort, but all she searched for was light. "Hello?" She called as it echoed in the dark.

Her heart raced as she heard a very low and deep growl in the distance. She turned around every which way but saw nothing. Everything to her was spinning and she couldn't grab a hold of anything as it seemed to spiral out of her control. Everything was pitch black, and that meant anything could sneak up on her and murder her.

Avalon nearly screamed as she felt something brush against her ankle. It felt like scales.

Her heart started to pound in her chest like a hammer on wood. Avalon spun in circles several times, ready to spot the scaly creature that scared her out of her wits. But she could see nothing in the dark. Whatever was hiding, it had to be able to blend with the night.

Avalon finally gave out a short and little shriek as she felt hot air on the back of her neck. Avalon whirled around but was met with darkness again. Now her fear level broke the sound barrier and she started to shiver.

"Who's there?" She yelled. Only silence.

"Come out!" Avalon backed up again but she tripped over something very long and scaly. She could make it out... It was a tail.

Avalon shrieked and tumbled backwards, her feet kicking violently as she did so but then her back met something. Avalon began to shake in fear as she looked up and was met with terrifying toxic green eyes, slit like a cat's.

A very loud hiss followed behind and before she knew it, she was being bitten by rows of very sharp teeth with a loud shriek from the creature. And right when it bit down on her neck-

~XXX~

Avalon shot straight up as her heart started pounding and her face covered in sweat. She heard the familiar ticking of a clock and the smell of coffee and peppermint made her calm herself down, realizing she was home.

"It was just a dream, Avalon... You're fine." She told herself as she rubbed her forehead and then her neck. That's when she screamed in pain and pulled her hand away, seeing blood. Her heart started pounding as she ran to the bathroom across the hall and took off her shirt, staring at her neck in the mirror.

On her neck were teeth marks. Several puncture wounds have made their way into her skin as small trails of blood fell down and onto her simple black bra. Avalon's stomach seemed to tighten as she carefully touched the teeth marks but pulled her hand away.

Just as she was about to wipe the blood off, there was a knock on the door. "Avalon?"

Her mother's voice echoed through the door and she slammed herself against the door, locking it. "Mom?" Avalon said in a weak voice. "Are you alright, honey?" Jenna asked softly.

"I-I'm fine, mom! I'll be down in a minute!" She said, her voice cracking with every word as her mom uttered a "Okay, sweetheart." And stepped down the stairs.

Avalon began to draw warm water and wet a wash cloth as she plugged up the sink and dipped the cloth in it, still looking at the marks. Just as she was about to wash the blood away, she took off her necklace that had blood on the chain, and placed it next to the sink carefully.

Once the cloth touched her skin, Avalon stuffed her hand in her mouth and started panting as she wiped the blood away. Tears slid down her cheeks as the wound began to throb tremendously.

Avalon continued holding the wet cloth there as she dug around underneath the sink and pulled out gos pads and tape. She unwrapped a large gos pad with her teeth and removed the cloth quickly, replacing it with the pad and holding that down. She ripped some surgical tape with her teeth gently and began to tape it down carefully. Avalon dropped the now blood soaked rag and panted, staring at herself in the mirror.

"That wasn't a dream..." She muttered and left the bathroom, heading for her room quietly. Avalon dug through her dresser and pulled out a black turtleneck, slipping that on carefully making sure it covered her wounds.

Avalon scampered downstairs and headed for the kitchen where her mother was setting the table with food on the plates. The smell of well seasoned steak and homemade crinkle cut fries hit her nose and she moaned with delight, her mouth now starting to water.

"Oh, I love steak..." Avalon sat down at the table and smiled wide as her mother sat down next to her.

"Well, you seem to be alright." Jenna said, putting her hand to Avalon's forehead. "What's with the melodrama?" Avalon said, pushing her hand away. Jenna sighed.

"You feel really clammy, honey. Are you alright?" She asked as Avalon shrugged. "I feel fine."

Avalon was lying through her teeth, but she didn't want to tell her mother the truth. How would she explain giant bite marks on her neck that she got from a terrifying nightmare? Avalon's heart pounded in her chest and she felt a little queasy, but quickly pushed them away so she could eat her dinner.

They ate in silence, which was not the way that they usually did dinner. Avalon brought a hand to her aching neck and gently rubbed it before flinching. Jenna looked at her strangely and Avalon shoved the last piece of cut up steak in her mouth and pushed the plate away.

"May I be excused?" She asked her mother. Jenna gave her a slight nod as she stood up and headed upstairs back to the bathroom to clean off the necklace chain still covered in blood. Avalon gently pulled out a bottle of rubbing alcohol and cotton swabs. She dipped the cotton swab in the bottle and began to rub the blood off of the necklace.

It came off quickly and she washed off the smell of rubbing alcohol and fastened the necklace back on around her neck, hiding it under her shirt and behind her collar.

Avalon's mind started to get heavy as time went on and she stared in the mirror at her reflection.

Her pale skin tone highlighted her light, light blue eyes that seemed to pierce your soul when she wore black eye liner. Her long black hair with hot pink streaks every which way, which she had to beg her mom to let her get. And now she can't see her neck, due to the new wounds that have been made by a psychotic dream. Her brain was pushed into overdrive as she just thought of it.

She slammed her hand on the counter and sighed heavily. After several minutes of staring into the sink filled with bloody water, she drained it and turned off the lights in the room.

A long walk down the halls to her bedroom proved that she was more tired than she figured. Heading into her bedroom, she quickly logged off her laptop and closed the lid as she starting taking the batteries out of her cameras and began charging them in the wall outlets. The several cameras she owned were digital and video. They were the last gifts from her father before the horrible day he left her.

But she pushed her thoughts aside and turned off her lamp, crawling under the covers and punching her pillow before putting her face in it. The minutes went by and she was out like a light.

~XXX~

The next day was harder than Avalon expected. Her first class was a total drag, as Chemistry usually is. Ms. Jokanski went on and on about metal elements, which is basically most of the elements. Her mind was throbbing by the time she finished the color lecture.

Next was gym class. Forced to run a mile around the track was bad enough, but luckily she was finished first, which meant she was the first one to the water fountains. It gave her a few minutes by herself and let her think a little about what she was gonna say when Mikie got back from Alaska.

And then? Math class. Avalon has never been good at math so she just stared out the window for the whole class, her eyes getting heavier and heavier with every passing minute.

Avalon never thought she would be happy to get to Mythology class. But when she saw a certain seat in the back of the room vacant, her heart sank. She sat down in the back of the room and stared at the surface of her desk for several minutes before the bell rang. Everyone in the class was sitting on desks, talking, or texting.

Mr. Haddens came in the class and closed the door. "Everyone take your seats and put your phones up. If I see a phone, I'll make you stand in the front of the class and read every single text you sent to that person that was, oh so more important than my teachings." He threatened. That made everyone put their phones up.

Avalon just sighed as she began to draw in her notebook. Mr. Haddens stood up from his desk and began his lecture about the 1400's and the first dragon ever discovered underground. Avalon wasn't listening. She continued to draw in her notebook.

But her heart nearly stopped beating as she stared at her drawing. It was a dragon. But not just any dragon, it had razor sharp hook like teeth and horns traveling out of its head, spikes running down its spine and to its tail. The talons curved inward and were attached to its wings, which bent up as it was on the ground. Her mind froze and she dropped her pencil, staring at the drawing. Where had that come from? Why would she draw a dragon as preposterous as this one?

She slammed her notebook closed and covered her eyes, sighing heavily. She glanced up at the class, which payed her no mind as they stared at the board and watched Mr. Haddens draw out his thesis.

And just as Avalon was about to rub her very sore and throbbing neck, she heard a whisper. It spoke to her through the wind as it blew in from the window. "Rider..."

Her heart skipped a beat and she turned her head in several directions. But yet, she saw nothing. It was just like her dream last night, and it was giving her the creeps! She tried to block it out again, but it was hopeless. The voice struck her ears again. "Avalon..."

Avalon's breath got heavier and heavier as she closed her eyes and tried her best to block out the voice she could hear but it was pointless. That voice wasn't leaving. It was haunting her.

"Believe... Believe in the Night Fury..." Avalon's mind tried processing those words, and they both meant nothing to her. "Night fury?" She said out loud in a hushed tone, only speaking to herself. Just then, the bell rang, snapping her out of her thoughts, and she closed her notebook, slipping it in her bag and grabbing her camera bag, full of several battery cartridges and all her cameras.

She heard a few people call out her name as she walked by, but she ignored them all, just wanting to leave the school and get home as fast as she could.

Avalon reared closer to the double doors that lead outside. But that's when she heard it again.

"Avalon... The Night Fury..." Her heart pounded in her ears as she began to walk faster. Her eyes were darting back and forth, searching for the source of the voice, but it wasn't found. Only shouts from behind her by others. Not this voice.

"He waits for you... It's time." Her eyes got wide as she began a full run towards the door.

"Avalon!" Someone yelled from behind her, but it was completely disregarded as she continued to run.

"It's time to meet the Night Fury. You're time has come!" After that sentence, there was a loud, and screeching roar in her ears and she hit the front of the metal door, slamming her hand on the bar as it unlatched and she stumbled outside, feeling cold rain strike her face.

Avalon had no time to worry about the weather as she pulled up her hood and broke into a sprint all the way home.

By the time she reached her front door, she was soaking wet. All she did was run upstairs, put her equipment down on the floor and strip off her wet clothes.

Avalon began to dig in her dresser and pull out new clothes which consisted of a black sweater and white sweatpants and a new pair of underwear and a white cotton bra.

After sorting out all of her clothes in her arms, she ran to the bathroom and slammed the door shut and made sure to lock it before turning on the shower. But before she went in, Avalon examined her cuts from last night. They were still bleeding quite profusely, and it was making her nauseous, but it was something Avalon would deal with.

She jumped into the steaming hot shower and it struck her wounds hard, shivers running down her spine in a very horrible way. The only thoughts in her mind was that voice. It was going to drive her insane.

Avalon pressed her hands to the front of the shower as the water pierced every sore muscle in her body. She hung her head low and panted.

"Get it together, Avalon... Its nothing but a voice..." She whimpered and grabbed her bottle of shampoo and squirted it into the palm of her hand and worked it into her hair and her scalp. The rythmic sound of water splashing about her ankles and feet was making her a little relaxed as the blood ran down her skin and making a red puddle in the water around her feet.

She rinsed the shampoo from her hair and turned the water off, jumping out of the shower and sighing deeply as she grabbed the black towel next to her on the rack and wrapped it around her body, heading for the mirror and drying her hair off with a separate towel and heading for the mirror to replace the bandages.

"This is going to be a very long night..."