You know what I need honestly…some art. No I'm not begging for it to be made, just stating a fact on it being the last thing I haven't got to look more professional.

Sorry for being serious, let's get to something more wacky (or maybe not, seeing as I haven't written anything less than serious and intense, IDK)

Anyway, I'm not gonna joke, I wrote this in less than 24 hours from the last chapter. (that's pretty big, this is only the second time I've written more than 2000 words within 24 hours, and that was last done on an original story that has gone nowhere since last summer, and never on a school night) Don't worry, this is actually highly thought out however, I made sure (I've been thinking a lot about how to do these scenes sooo…you'll see)

But yeah, this was fun and quick, so maybe I'll move even faster, so if I can, I'll try for two releases with a week, which practically means sporadic updates.

(However, I've noted a bit of a fanfic drought comes along, especially on the week days, and though that since lots of people have school, that doing one a week consistently, if I can, might make more people joyful, and maybe held over until people start updating more)

Anyway, I would also like to say this puts me at about 18,000 words in total, so maybe about 16,000 of story, and I've never gotten that much of a story before, and this was my first real public story (even if it is a fanfic, so what? :P) too so that's pretty cool, and nearly at 3000 views. I seriously must thank all the readers, favoriters and followers (I feel it's more considerate to leave them incognito, I hope they are fine with that…please), and especially the reviewers, and while most of them haven't given me too much, (but I still really like them, thank you guys, like seriously, I continue writing this with those who actually like this story in mind, and the most direct support I know is those who give me review, not to talk bad at the favs or follows, they tell me I'm doing a good job, but the reviews are, to me more personal, and whether critical or praise, they help a lot) it still feels odd, maybe even a bit overwhelming that anyone even wants to read my work. I know I adopted this, (and want to make sure you know I am a Night Fury came up with the original idea, I give more credit in the prologue) but it feels like it has grown into my own unique work (or hopefully different enough) and I want to thank all the supporters to this fanfic.

Sorry for that sappiness, but I needed to get that off my chest, now, back to the minion bus, on a ride of my choosing you puppets. :P

Now read on…

Chapter 7: Suspicious Dreams

So my parents got out of bed, I'm having hard time really getting out for training, mostly because I'm not so sure about it. I was thinking, after talking with Hiccup that if a Night Fury can be reasoned with, even by a 'used to be Viking' dragon, then is it possible there could be more to them. Are they really fully beasts? I know that's traitorous as thoughts can go here, but last time ignore "traitor" thoughts was with Hiccups, and that went over well the first time. I could continue my research on the dragons, but maybe I need to look at them in a new light, maybe they aren't as bad as we treat them.

And with that, I'm out the door, heading to training. I meet the twins arguing, again, along the way. I try to avoid interacting with them, which I kind of succeed in doing, until we reach the door. Tuffnut starts spontaneously talking about how cool Hiccup's transformation, to which Ruff hits him again and then start wrestling again, before Gobber breaks them up.

Inside the ring was Astrid, with a suspicious glare, Snotlout, boastful as always, and now the twins, finally prepared to fight something. I on the other hand just want this to be over, when Snotlout asks about the wood walls standing around most of the ring.

"You'll see" is all Gobber gives us, then he moves out of the ring and locks the gate. I gulp, this isn't gonna be good.

He instructs us to move into the labyrinth of wood, and I guess he opened the cage, and eventually I figure out it is the Nadder, from the squawks.

It climbs the walls and looks around. We have shields, but I'd prefer not to get blasted.

"Our lesson today is all about attack, Nadders are agile, quicker than most, your job is to out do it. Watch for the weakness, all dragons have one." Gobber kept a monologue.

"Find it…then strike" he declared. I on the other hand was too focused on the idea of less vicious dragons. That was until the Nadder nearly burned my head off, but I ducked, it then launched its spines at me. When I was in the clear "Uh, how many of us are supposed to survive this?" I blurted, running from the blue dragon.

Eventually, running around for about twenty minutes, everyone but Snotlout and Astrid get out of the maze, and soon Snotlout comes running out with Astrid and the Nadder knocking down the wood. When they reach the ground, laying scrambles of the oak behind them, they prepare to fight, but Astrid's axe is taking out and she is knocked back by the Nadder tail, hitting her shield. As she is flown back, the Nadder just looks at us for about 30 seconds, nothing threatening, before Gobber starts fighting it back into the cage. That gets my mind working even faster, while it did hurt Astrid, was it doing it purely out of self-defense? Does it really want to harm us? Or does it just want to escape?

Those thoughts left me to be the last one in the arena, which actually plays more to my advantage, and I make my way through the village to the forest entrance I usually take, avoiding all other villagers, getting back to Hiccup.

I reached our last meet spot. He was waiting for me, but dug in the dirt You forgot to dump your weapons by the way. Opps…I smile innocently and toss my weapons away. Doesn't matter, he feels it be safer for us if we are both in the cove.

"Won't you be trapped in there?" I question.

Yeah, but he taught me how to use these wings to jump and glide, it was interesting. That sounded a bit disconcerting to me, but I guess it solves one issue. I make my way into the cove while he glides in.

When we are both below, I start up "I can't sneak out too long you know, they still have curfews."

Then let's not waste time then…anyway, Toothless-

"Toothless?"

The 'real' dragon, has been teaching me a few things, how to survive as a dragon and. It's a bit odd how they aren't as bad as we assume, it's like none of this was his fault, either way, becoming a dragon seems to be a lot more life changing then I thought.

I glare at him timidly, but a bit unimpressed "Really?"

Yeah…well, anyway, I think our best bet is to continue this charade, at least until I can solve one of these dilemmas. I'll be honest here, I don't think it's the dragons that are the problem.

"Yeah, says the dragon" I give cynically.

Nor do I believe we are really in the wrong, there is something going on, and since I have no real choice, I might as well try to get to the bottom of it.

"Yeah, I guess that's fine, however, I'd still like to gets info on the less vicious side of dragons, I've been having some doubts, maybe I can convince some with enough evidence."

I doubt they'll believe that even if a dragon saved them from Jörmungandr. Either way, be careful, I don't want my only 'human' friend and connection harmed or worse.

I guess we are friends, though his only human friend? I guess the Night Fury could be one since it seems to protect and teach him, but it also did change him. "Yeah, I'll try"

Then I heard a ruffling, probably the wind. "Did you hear that?"

Smells like one our peers

"Oh no…" I worry "I knew Astrid was suspicious of me, but did she really follow me?" whispering it out.

Not sure, but I should probably hide, let's hope whoever they are hasn't seen me, though I don't know how to cover Toothless incognito.

There he was, the traitor, and the more he speaks, the more of one he becomes. I can hear him speaking about trying to convince people. Now he is going too far.

I sneak my way out of the bushes, down the slim path, I swear I've been here before, maybe I trained here, but there are not many trees when I reach the bottom. It's like an unnerving "I shouldn't be here" feeling, but I won't let fear get to me, so I advance, slowly raising my axe, and then I run out.

"Why not just jump out before-" that traitor starts, but I swing at him, before my axe is blown out of my hands. Never even touched him.

And then I'm tackled by the shadows, and I peal my eyes wide. This was that dream, everything happened the same, last night, before I…I got bit by the being of harsh green eyes.

I feel pain, unlike the dream, its excruciating, but I don't react, I'm merely surprised. I wasn't indifference in the dream…it was shock, I was bit by a dragon. This dragon, the one Fishlegs was merely speaking to earlier.

"HICCUP!" Fishlegs yells, but I don't even bother noting him. I look up at the dragons eyes, its eyes, they're hypnotic as they dilate, fear clear in its face.

I look down my arm where the dragon bit me, it was bleeding, red all over my arm and clothes.

No What have I done? I…I'm sorry, I didn't… I hear, but I black out, unable to take the pain or the reality.

"HICCUP" I hear someone yell, but I'm still pissed at the weapon, this rage, I needed a release, and see a yellow head, and bite into its arm, and red squirts all over us. But…what?

I look at what I'd done…I…I just bit Astrid, I harmed Astrid. What have I done? I…Is that the beast they call dragons…that wasn't me. I had no control, and yet I did. What have I done?

I look at Astrid, just before she passes out, finally realizing what I've done, apologizing for what I've done. I retreat back beyond Fishlegs, scared I might harm him after what I just did.

"HICCUP?! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!" I hear Fishlegs scream at me.

I draw into the ground, hoping he would listen: I had no control, I couldn't stop myself, I nearly killed… I trailed off, realizing what I was about to do, if it weren't for Fishlegs, I would have killed her, I know I would, I was out of control.

She's not gonna believe I didn't mean that, she'll bring everyone, and while I don't mind being captured again, cause that was fun, but Toothless isn't going to let that go alive, he'll kill too many before he goes down, and I don't want him to die either, not yet if at all.

"Then what you suppose we do? She needs Gothi, we can't leave her here, she'll bleed out and it'll only get worse, but if I take her back, there'll be questions. Not even bothering, as you said, when she comes back around." He stammers timidly quick, but I understood it.

I know this'll sound stupid, but our only choice is to keep her here, at least until she believes us, and I mean she's already mostly stopped bleeding as I gesture to the lying body. Just patch her arm up with a rag or something, and I'll keep her safe and warm while she's out, can't risk you getting exiled, me being imprisoned, and my friend being killed.

"You're crazy" He sigh. Both of us looking back to Astrid's injured form "But you've got a point…I suppose we have no choice, but how do I answer Astrid missing for the night?"

I'm not sure, maybe say she went to Gothi's for feeling sick, and if you got late, no one will question it late at night, nor travel up there. That's the best we've got for stalling, but you need to return really late.

"It's probably already close to late enough to get away with that." He tells me, my vision making night deceptively brighter, I can hardly tell what time I should sleep at.

Well you better get her patched up and go then, I'll cover her tonight.

As Fishlegs patches her arm up, and I lie down, pulling her in to prevent her from freezing or getting attacked.

If this wasn't a life and death situation, this would be pretty embarrassing, for both me and Astrid, and I'd probably be the creep in this. While it's nice and all, I prefer if I didn't bite her, at least then it be easier to manage…and convince her.

Ahh, it's so comfy, wince when was my bed this comfortable, I don't even want to wake up. It's just so warm and relaxing, I just can't get the nerve to spring out of bed, until I slowly regain memory of a dream. How many times do I have to get that dream, I just wish it would stop.

Then I feel my pillow shift…that's not right, pillow don't shift, and then my arm pulses in pain? What?

I jerk my eyes open, and realize I must be dead, only in death could it be this comfy? Was I picked by Frigga? Well if that was true, I should be training for Ragnarök, immediately.

I realize my vision is filed with black everywhere. Am I in Hel? No, I shouldn't be comfy still. I reach my hand out to the black, and I feel something smooth, before it lifts up and I'm blinded by a white flash. I have to close my eyes in pain.

Covering my eyes, they eventually adjust, and I look down on my arm, and see a black smudge, I try to rub it off, but it doesn't budge. And then I turn to see a huge black form beside me, green eyes…and my eyes widen…that is wasn't a dream, not this time.

I hope that makes Astrid look utterly confused (and lost) but anyway.

So, I actually hope you guys are still blind to my plans, and I'll leave it at that. Anything I say beyond is going to be a spoiler. Literally almost anything said at this point spoils my plans, and I don't want to do that. It would ruin the experience, and I don't want to do that to you guys.

Anyway, I really wanted to continue writing this chapter, but I didn't want to go beyond 2000 words, it wouldn't end as well. I needed to leave you on a cliffhanger too so I can whack you with my amazing skills…too arrogant? Again? Sorry, I'll stop now :P

So now that is finished, let me add, I finished this super quickly, I had lots of fun writing this, and thought a lot about how to do this scene when I first came upon the Astrid encounter idea, and I actually finished this the same day I finished Chapter 6. (well, within the same 24 hours at least) I'll be honest, I have no idea how I did this so fast, but it just felt right.

So anyway, review, renew, and refuse…oh wait, sorry wrong script.

But seriously, reviews help me out a lot, no matter how critical (I would like non-mean ones, but sometimes even the harshest critiques have a point, but please be nice) or positive, and if you actually like this, a fav and/or follow would be cool. (though I like seeing the favs and follows count go up, it's really more for your benefit if you do like it, so yeah…) And one more thing…THANK YOU FOR READING (no, seriously, and for tolerating me, cause let's be honest, I'm a grade A ass :P )

(Am I getting more eccentric with this story? I swear it shows in my ANs, also, am I shifting characters too much? Or writing too much dialogue, or do you guys like this?)