So…now I know a dragon was spitting water at me this whole time. You know, I wish it didn't do that to me. I wanted to get back at it so bad, my Viking blood was boiling inside my veins now. The next time I see that dragon, a rock is going to be on top it's head, and I'm not talking about a hit and throw on the head. The tempter changed again, this time it was a bit colder then it was before.

My legs were freezing, I had to wear my grandmother's old dress with the vest my father gave me on my 10th birthday. And yet, I have no idea where he got it from again. To honest, my father said I have to look nice for our arrival. Let just say I have this habit of getting paint on my cloths without touching myself or with the paintbrush. Yeah, weird right?

My father told me about this…village, where they slay dragons. Am not into stuff like that, even if I do have Viking blood in me. But, the artist blood took over me then the Viking blood did.

"Alexander. We're here."

Finally, I could get off this stupid boat. I wondered who this friend of my father is? I hope it wasn't another of those drunken sailors, it wasn't all bad, I learn I had more aunts and uncles then everyone. If you lived in a village for more then two to three months. I walk up to my father and saw an island. He placed a hand against my shoulder pulling me close to his side, it felt like a rock only with daggers.

"Welcome to Berk."

When he first told me about this village, I thought it was a small village, just like the others I spend living in. I wondered why he brought us here? But, the worst part….it was near water. We were close to the docks and I could touch land once more. When the boat finally stop, I jump out running for land.

"Alexander, watch for-"

Okay, there was something I forgot to tell you guys about the my eyes. I'm have half blind. So, you're wondering how I can draw still if I'm half blind? I did say one of my eyes if this weird purple. Since then, I can't see vary well like normal people do. But, I can still see, just not as well.

I hit my head against one of the wooden poles or just hit against one while someone was holding it. Well, at least it wasn't the dragon this time. But, I just wanted to get away from the docks at the moment.

"Alexander, please be more careful."

"Sorry…I just wanted to…"

"Get on land?"

My father was the only one who understand why I hated water. See, when I was little, I fall in a lake from getting attack by animal and almost drowned. I was all the way down to the bottom and my father swim down all the way and save me. Guess you can say that the reason why I hate water so much. But, there was no way for me to avoid it. Well, I was happy to get on land again, my father was talking to my mother secretly in her ear. I didn't hear every word he told her, but, bet it was something romantic.

"Welcome to Berk old friend."

My father walk to a man who look like he can break a tower with his fists. Or, his head. I walked away vary slowly taking my father spyglass. I wondered if that dragon followed me here? It would be strange if that thing was following me. Who ever heard of a dragon following a human before?

I would have know if it was following me since it would spit water at me again. I still like to know why in the world it like doing that to me? But, I could remember those scars. From the color of it's good eye, it probably had green eyes before. I wonder what happen to it before it meet me? I saw the same glow in the water again. It was much faster then it was before. I pull out my sketchbook and started to draw, I remember the way it looked, it's shape, I could see it flying in the air.

"Alexander!"

The moment I hear my father's voice, water was all over me again. I saw it again. It was following me?! It made this sound like dolphin, but, I wasn't sure if it was. It back into the water again and I saw it's glow again. I made my way back to my parents till they saw me like a wet dog. My mother just gave me a look and my father sighed of relief like I wasn't his daughter.

"I can explain what happen…"

My father sighed again like I was crazy. Couldn't say I blame him. He think I was crazy already since birth. I told him that a dragon was following me for some odd reason. I didn't know what kind it was, it just wouldn't leave me alone. I told him about how it had two different color eyes like me and how it had scars across it's face. After I explain my story, my parents thought I was crazy for sure. I was telling the truth after all.

"Alexander. If a dragon was following you, you should know-"

"Father, it didn't attack me. It just keeps spitting water at me for some odd reason."

I felt this was going nowhere. If he did believe me, that dragon was not going to be a pet. "Look, I have some news to tell you."

So my dragon starker wasn't news? Great, it was going to follow me till it killed me or waiting for me to fall in. What news my father had was so import then mine?

"We'll be living here for now on."

Wait, living in this village for two weeks or does he mean premarital? If he meant premarital, that means I could start making friends, that I could draw in peace. If this was true, I would love that more then anything right now. "Wait, do you mean per-"

"Premarital."

Sorry for the wait guys. I hope you like this chapter. No negative stuff, only helpful ones.

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