Three days ago, there was a dragon raid and I thought it would be the perfect time to try out one of my new inventions. Gobber told me not to touch anything, but seriously. Who listens to Gobber now days? I wheeled my invention out onto the cliff and even in the dark, I shot a Nightfury. It went down just over Raven Point. No one believed me. Maybe because I had a Monstroserous Nighmare chase me down the hill and burn a tower that went straint into the harbor and took out several ships. It was an accident! They thought it was just like the last times when I may have over exaggerated or only THOUGHT I had seen a dragon. They blamed it on the fact that I had inhaled too much smoke from all of the fires. It was true though! So, to prove my point, I went to go look for my dragon. I found it...alive. I had never killed a dragon before. As I was about to make my first and hopefully final attempt (I had never realized how scary it was) I looked into the dragon's glassy green eyes and saw that he was just as scared as I was. So I did something incredibly stupid but I dont' regret it. I cut the dragon free. He was tied up from my doing so I decided to help him. When he was free, he charged and pinned my up against a rock. He gave a roar the just about broke my eardrums altogether before lumbering back into the woods. When I stood, my knees shook like jelly and I passed out right then and there. That night, I told my father that I didn't want to kill dragons but it was too late. Apparently, he had signed me up for dragon training. I told him that I ws really extra sure that I didn't want to kill dragons but he didn't listen. He never listens. The next day at dragon training was humiliating and Gobber told me that dragons will ALWAYS go for the kill. So why didn't that Nightfury? I went back that afternoon and found him. Something was seriously wrong with him though. He couln't fly. Then, I noticed that one of his tailfins was gone. That had to have been from me. I felt instantly guilty. So, the next day I came back with a shield, a fish, and the insane idea that I could train this dragon. The shield got stuck inbetween two rocks so I had nothing to protect me. I picked up the fish and inched forward, looking for the dragon. It found me first. It growled and stalked closer to me. I took my dagger from my belt and threw it on the ground. The dragon didn't seem satisfied so I threw it into the water. I held out the fish. It took it hungrily and I noticed that the dragon had retractible teeth. "That's odd." I muttered.
Then, the dragon did something discusting. It made a sound like it was choking and then, half of the fish was spit out into my lap. The dragon looked expectantly at me. I looked at the fish and then back at him pleadingly. Reluctantly, I took a bite, planning to spit it out as soon as the dragon turned its back. That, however, did not happen. The dragon made a gulmping noise in his throat. I brought myself to swallow, gagged, and forced it down. I smiled hesitantly and to my surprise, the dragon smiled back. Then, I made the mistake of trying to touch it. It growled at me and ran off, curling itself in a ball a short distance away. I followed and sat down next to him. He put up his one tailfin like a shield. I leaned forward as if I was about to touch him. He pulled his tail down and I got up quickly and walked away. I went over to a rock, picked up a stick in my left hand, and began to draw the dragon. Suddenly, the dragon appeared next to me, wondering what I was doing. Then, he was gone. I heard a loud snap and realized that the dragon wanted to draw too. He swirled the entire tree that he had just taken down through the dirt. I'm not sure, but I think he was trying to draw me. He nearly knocked me off of the rock when one of the tree's branches hit me in the back of my head. I stood up to look at the dragon's masterpiece. Lines snaked around the rock and through the dirt. He looked proud. I began to walk away, accidentally stepping on one of the lines as I did so. The dragon's ears flattened and he barred his teeth at me. I stepped off of the line. The dragon purred and smiled.. On the line. Teeth. Off the line. Purring. On the line. Teeth. Off the line. Purring. I tried this one more time before I began a sort of dance through the lines. My arms were outstreched and all of my focus was on the ground, watching the dizzying lines. I twirled and spun through the lines, dancing and feeling free until... I felt a hot breath on the back of my neck, ruffling my hair and giving me goosebumps. I turned to see the dragon looking at me. I tried to touch him again but he only grunted and looked away. I reached out my hand, my arm hanging in mid-air, waiting. Suddenly, I felt a cold nose pushed into its palm. I shivered and looked up, shocked. The dragon (which I decided to name Toothless) snorted and ran away as if to say,
"I don't know you and I must have been delerious do do such a thing."
But that was good enough for me. Now, since that is out of my system, I have to hide this diary carefully and be EXTREMELY careful when I write in it. If anyone found out about what happened, I would be banished and Toothless would be killed. I can't let that happen. Not after he's just begun to trust me. I've been working hard on something that will enable Toothless to fly again but I'll have to tell you about that later. I just saw Gobber coming over the hill which barely gives me enough time to hide all of my materials that I'm using on the project and you, diary. I'll write again soon.
-Hiccup H.H. III