Just to let you know when the writing is like this with the hyphens : 'bsjfbsmfhfnbsm' it means its in Dragonese.

Astrid's POV:

Dragon Ring the Next Day

Me and Gale walked into the Dragon ring in front of everyone else, she held her sword firmly in her right hand and wore her dragon scale armour proudly, she had come home last night unusually cheerful, I know I said her moods change fast but this was different.

"I hope I get some serious burns!" I heard Tuffnutt say to his twin sister behind me.

"Yeah, maybe some mauling on my shoulder or lower back" She replied

"I guess it's only fun if you get a scar out of it!" I thought aloud

"You Vikings are all crazy!" I heard Gale exclaim behind me "Why would you want pain!"

I understood where she was coming from, if you saw her arms you wouldn't think they were cool, you would feel ill, all of them burns, claw marks and not to mention nearly a whole leg missing, at such a young age as well!

"Because they look cool!" Both twins said at the same time, I saw Gale turn around to face them out of the corner of my eye, I also turned, I don't want her to make a bad first impression on everyone, I don't want her to have a bad impression on Hiccup even! She walked straight up to the twins and started to undo the wrappings on her arms.

"If you think they're sooo cool, try having these!" She lifted up her sleeves to reveal the various scars and burns that coated her arms in a blanket of light pink and red. The twins just stared at them, I thought she had actually got her point across to them until...

"WOW!" They exclaimed

"Where did you get those?" asked the usually quiet Fishlegs

"I don't want to talk 'bout it" Growled Gale through gritted teeth, so then, I learnt something about Gale, unless she knows you and trusts you, she won't talk about her past, I understand though, the one thing I have started to notice though is she never mentions an Mum or Dad, she said family but she said they were more of friends to her.

I walked over to Gale and pulled her away from the twins, as I was I saw Hiccup walk into the ring carrying an axe way to big for him, he caught my gaze but instantly looked to the ground.

Gale-Breaker's POV:

Why do Vikings need trophies for everything?! 'Oh, I killed another dragon, let me mount it's head on a spear so everyone can see!' or ' I just got a scar, might as well show it to everyone!', Sometimes I wonder how some Vikings can be so normal!

"WELC'ME T' DRAG'N TRAININ'!" I heard a heavy accent say behind me, I turned my head to see a one legged, one handed Viking wobble through the gate, he gave us a lecture on all the dragons we would be fig- I'm sorry 'Training' with. Once he had stopped talking he went over to the Gronkle cage and started to open it.

"W-wait, ARN'T YOU GONNA TEACH US FIRST!?" Shouted Snotlout stepping out of the line.

"I believe on learning in the job!" The cage finally opened and a Gronkle burst out, "WHATS THE FIRST THING YOU NEED , GO!"

"PLUS TEN SPEED?" Screamed the Husky boy

"A DOCTOR?!" Shouted Hiccup

"A SHEILD!" Confirmed Astrid

"Right Astrid, if you ever have to pick between a sword and a shield, GO FOR THE SHEILD!"

I looked around and suddenly noticed an array of shields, I went for the closest one to me and positioned it on my arm, I smelt the Gronkle coming up behind me, well then, time to show off. I grinned and stood still just until I could hear the slight buzz of the wings, 'Come on you Gronkle!' I turned to face the dragon just as it got close and jumped, thanks to my excellent ariel acrobatics, when I jumped I did a backwards somersault, only slightly hit the dragon with my sword and landed on my feet, the bad thing was, my new prosthetic wasn't built for this, I felt it snap on impact and I ended up falling to the ground.

"Uhhh" The prosthetic was laying on the ground in two pieces, I had done my best at covering it up and now everyone was gawking at me, EVEN THE GRONKLE. 'What you looking at Gronkle, you made me do this!' I roared as quietly as I could. I sat up and everyone went back to training, I grabbed the piece of metal and crawled out of the ring, once I was out I collapsed onto the hard ground.

"You all ri' there lass?"

I looked up to see the man who was teaching us, wow, he actually seemed concerned, I would only expect Astrid or maybe Hiccup to show it to me, everyone else thinks I'm a hot-headed klutz.

I just stared at him before collapsing once more onto the ground, "I don't fit in, do I?"

"Why you worri'd 'bout tha'?"

"Because I want to, I don't fit in on my own island either, I'm not a Viking, I'm not a dragon, I'm just stuck in-between." Why am I telling him this?

"You're never gonna be a drag'n, Lass, bu' tha' don' mean you'll never be a Vikin'"

"But I won't that's the thing, I'm not built for this, heck, my leg was built for this more than me AND THAT BROKE!"

"Ahh, s' your the on' I made the Leg for!"

"You're a blacksmith as well?"

"Yeah, I be'er go check on tha o'hers, don' wan' anyone actually dyin' do we."

Once he was gone I sat up, Astrid never showed me this part of Berk, she showed me the ring but nothing beyond, it looked vaguely familiar, I twisted my head round to see it, the house I crashed into! I started to crawl up to the half destroyed hut but my eye caught something black and greyish among the greenish grass, IT WAS MY OLD LEG! This day is getting better, I reached for it then grabbed it, it was a little dirty but other than that it was still as good as the day I last wore it, even the fake tailfin still popped out and worked, tailfin...Night.

I took the remains of the broken one off and put my old one back on, I eyed the shield and sword and stood up, I picked them up and ran back into the ring, everyone was shocked to see me walking again so soon after the accident.

Everyone was looking at me but Hiccup and Astrid were looking at my leg, I guess they noticed it, after I got my leg back the training session went quite smoothly, I took all the advice but I didn't touch the Gronkle, Hiccup hid the whole time, then the Gronkle had him up against the wall, I thought he was done for but the blacksmith pulled it away and it just shot the space above him, once the dragon was back in its cage, the blacksmith gave us one last bit of advice before we left.

"The Drag'n will always, always go for the kill!"

Or do they...

Gale-Breaker92 :P