Chapter 3 - Starting Over
"Sorry for the delay, but I've been extremely busy through these last days, so this story might be a little rushed or may need a grammar *touch-up* so if you detect any, I will edit this chapter and make it better. :D"
(Hiccup's POV)
I entered the forest, and looked up at the sky, studying it. I calculated that there was about another four or five hours of daylight before night would fall. I shrugged and continued to walk, not even knowing where I wanted to go. I pondered my limitless options of where to go on the island, and I decided to go to the cove where I met Toothless, just South of Ravenpoint.
I remembered the path, and followed it until I hit a dead end. I couldn't find the cove if I couldn't find the tree that Toothless hit after I shot him down (which I didn't). So, without that broken tree, it made my job a lot more complicated.
But, luckily for me, I saw a ledge that I recognized and walked over to it. I looked over the ledge and knew that I was going in the right direction. For in the middle of the small clearing was that same rock that Toothless slammed me against all those months ago. And from there, it was a straight-shot right into the cove.
I jumped down off the ledge, and headed towards the cove. I jumped over logs and dodged some annoying spiked plants, until I was at the cove entrance. I walked to the rock ledge that I walked to back then, and scanned the cove, not seeing anything out of the ordinary, except for multiple scorch marks under a large tree. My curiosity got the best of me, and I climbed down the wall of the cove, almost tripping halfway down. When I hit solid ground, I walked out into the open, and gazed around, only to again see nothing out of the ordinary.
I decided to go ahead and fish for a little while, since nothing was happening at the moment. I made a make-shift fishing rod out of bamboo, and tied some thin, yet strong vines to it to make my make-shift fishing line. And luckily for me, I had a hook on hand. But before I did that, I needed some worms. I got up, and looked around in the soft earth to find some, which I found about three, and that was good enough for me.
I walked back over to my fishing rod, and began to fish. I fished for about 30 minutes or so, and on my first worm, I caught a 5 pound Cod. On the second one, I caught a 7 pound Cod. And on the third one, I caught a 3 pound salmon.
I smiled at my catch, and decided to make a fire here. I set my fish on a rock, so that they wouldn't be contaminated by the ground, then I gathered some stones, and set them up in a circle so that the fire wouldn't spread. I gathered some firewood, set it in the middle of my rocks, took out my two spark rocks, and lit the fire on my 3rd try.
I skewered the 3 pound salmon, and set it on the fire to cook while I went over to investigate the scorch marks underneath the tree. I noticed that they were indeed from a Night Fury, because the pattern signified an explosion kind of fire, not a burning one.
I sighed, walked back over to my fire, sat down on my rock, and finished cooking my fish. I waited a little while for the fish to cool down before I ate it, because it would burn my mouth. I enjoyed that salmon, because I ate all of it, except for the scales and such. . .
I put my fire out, spread the ashes, moved the stones, and decided to leave to go home. I don't know why, but I just wanted to leave the big 5 pound Cod sitting on my rock. I shrugged and left it there, and walked off towards the cove wall. But, right when I was about to climb out, I heard flapping, and then a quiet thud.
I hid behind a rock, and glimpsed past it, and I couldn't believe what I saw. . .
There was a Night Fury sitting there, eying the fish with a confused face. I guess he knew that he didn't leave a fish there. . . But then, I think he shrugged, and ate the fish whole. I saw him lick his lips, before his ears perked up, and he started to sniff the air.
He turned towards me, and luckily I was able to hide my head behind the rock before he noticed me. I heard him snort, and then walk away from me towards his tree. I looked over the rock, and saw him at the pond's edge next to his tree, trying to catch some more fish, and I smiled, remembering the fish that I had. But, I didn't want to confront this Fury because, what if it's not Toothless? I mean, what if it's mean or evil?
These thoughts raced through my mind until they dissapeared when I heard the Fury make a sound. And it sounded just like Toothless. . . And because we've been friends for so long, I can just tell in the voice if it's Toothless or not, and this Fury was definitely Toothless.
I stood there behind my rock, wondering how I am going to do this. I don't just want to run out and try to befriend him, he might kill me. But yet, I don't want to give up possibly my only chance of ever befriending him. . .
So I decided to make a move. I walked out towards Toothless, and tensed when he noticed me. And I was scared when he started to growl loudly, as if he was about to attack, so I took out the 7 pound Cod, and just winged it. . .
(Toothless' POV)
I growled at this human who was trespassing on my turf, and I would've turned him into a smoldering pile of flesh if it wasn't for one thing. . . He had a huge fish with him, and by the smell of it, it was my favorite - Cod.
But, just because he has a fish doesn't mean that he's friendly. Heck, all the vikings on this godforsaken island are evil, murderous monsters that try to kill us. Which I guess you can't blame them, with us stealing their food and all. But if we don't steal their food, then the Queen will start to eat us. So, we're backed into a corner, having to choose between the vikings, and the Queen. And of course, we all went with the vikings since they aren't as scary or powerful as the Queen.
So I stood there, crouched, growling at the human warningly. I wasn't just going to let some human come near me. . . you must be crazy. That would be suicide! I mean, he could be armed for all I know! And yet, he's walking towards me with the Cod, as if testing my patience.
I growled at him again, and he stopped, then stood there looking at me. I heard him sigh, and he walked away from me, as if walking back to his village. I snorted, and ignored him, but then remembered that he could run back to his village and tell everyone where I was and all, but it wouldn't matter since I could fly away. But still, I didn't want him to do that, so I turned to get ready to shoot into the sky, when I saw him. . .
He was sitting on a rock, holding his fish, as if thinking about something. I had no idea what he was doing, but he is still a human - untrustworthy, murderous things. . .
But, that was what humans were in general. But, this human was. . .different somehow. He could've attacked, but didn't. Or he could've ran back to his village and told everyone about me, but didn't. He just sat there, doing absolutely. . .nothing.
I was still extremely cautious of him, but I could feel a spark of curiosity in me. But even with that spark, I still didn't move. I didn't want to go anywhere near that human, because who knows what he's thinking about or what weapons he has and whatnot. .
My train of thought was broken when he stood up, and faced me. I instinctively crouched again, and growling lowly as he started to move. He started to walk towards me, and I growled even louder than before, and again he stopped in his tracks. He looked at me, then the fish, and sighed. He walked towards a rock, set the fish on it, looked at me and did something with his lip where they curl up at the side, and he walked off.
I wanted to attack him, but something inside me told me not to. It was like my mind was screaming,
"KILL HIM! He's going to tell everyone about you!"
But my heart was saying,
"Let him go. He'll come back."
That day, I listened to my heart, and let the boy go, for he didn't seem to impose a threat. When he was out of sight, I walked over to the fish he left, and sniffed it carefully to make sure he didn't poison it or whatnot. And when I detected nothing on the fish that was threatening, I ate it in three bites, and man was it good. . .
I licked my lips, and walked over to my tree, which I then scorched another patch of earth, curled up, and fell asleep, wondering about the human I just met. . .
(Hiccup's POV)
I was about halfway to my house (give or take), and paused. I just didn't want to go back to my house, because what was the point? There was nothing going on, and it would just bring me boredom and most probably problems. That, and my dad, plus everyone else, would be suspicious about me being gone for four or five hours, so I decided not to go home. Instead, I decided to walk back to the cove where Toothless probably is right now. . .
I contemplated the two options, and started to walk towards the cove. I was walking for a minute or so, when I reached that same ledge that I recognized, and jumped down into the small clearing, and continued to walk towards the cove.
I made it to the entrance, climbed down the rocks, and jumped off the last rock, landing in front of a large stone that was on the ground. I looked past my rock, and noticed Toothless sleeping underneath that same tree I saw his scorch marks under. . .
I knew that people in the village wouldn't care if I was missing, so I just decided to stay here. . .
But anyway, I walked over to the same rock I sat on when I ate my fish, and sat on it, staring at Toothless sleeping soundly underneath his tree. I smiled at him, for he didn't know anything about how strong our friendship is. . .yet.
I picked up a stick, and decided to draw Toothless, since there was just enough sunlight for me to see what I was doing. After I was finished, I set the stick down and looked at my drawing, smiling at it, as it was actually one of the best I've drawn. . .
I made a small fire next to my rock, and stared into it, wondering what to do. . . It was like, that fire could just, speak to people, or calm them down when they look into it. I never really knew how it did, but ut just, did. . .
I felt my eyelids begin to fade when I stared into the fire, and I tried to stay awake, but sleep got the best of me. I walked behind a rock (I AM NOT sleeping in plain sight.), and fell asleep on soft earth, while using an actually comfortable log as a pillow. And I was out like a light, dreaming. . .
I woke up, yawned, and sat up stretching. I looked around, and remembered I crashed here last night, so I stood up, dusting the dirt off me, and walked towards me fire. I noticed that I needed to rebuild it, because of course it would be out after last night. . .
"You're sooo smart Hiccup." I thought to myself.
So after that obvious realization, I re-built the fire, and walked over to the pond to catch fish, and through all of this, I completely forgot about Toothless sleeping under the tree, except, he wasn't sleeping when I started to fish. . .
(Toothless' POV)
I woke up and yawned, stretching my limbs, and glanced around my cove. It was peaceful and quiet, as the water rippled gently around the pond, and the leaves rustled next to me, but this peaceful haven was broken when I heard,
"Yes! I got one!"
I shot up and turned towards the direction of the voice, and saw that same exact boy sitting there, catching fish out of my pond.
"Now, he's just stealing my fish? Oh no, he's not going to steal my fish." I thought.
I charged towards him as he was catching a Cod, and right when I lept for him, he leaned over to pick something up, making me miss him. I landed past him, and turned towards him, only to see that he was aware that I was there. But I didn't care, I mean, what could a scrawny little boy do?
I crouched, and walked towards him, and with every step I took, he took a step back. I took another step, and he paused, taking out the Cod. I looked at the Cod then back at him without changing my facial expression. Then I heard him say,
"I caught you this because I thought that you would be hungry."
I looked at him, then the fish, and I actually can't explain it, but my trust in him was starting to shoot upwards at a surprising rate. My eyes went wide, I retracted my teeth, and I slowly approached this human. I didn't attack him because I smelled nothing metal or threatening on him, and his eyes showed no hint of betrayal or hate. . .
I was about 3 feet from the fish he extended with his hands, and I heard him say,
"Hmmm. . . .Toothless. . .I thought you had. . ."
I couldn't take all this yapping, so I expertly snatched the fish out of his hands, and ate it with three bites while hearing him finish,
". . .Teeth."
I licked my lips and turned towards him. He was doing that same thing with his lips, and I decided to do the same thing. I pulled my left up, and then my right, trying to mimic this human's facial expression. I think it was a sign of happiness.
He looked at me, and then started to extend his hand towards me, and I growled at him, showing my teeth, and flew away.
"He thinks that he can just try to touch me? I am not his pet! I don't even know him! Who does he think he is?" I thought.
But, this was my mind. My heart was saying,
"Turn around and go back."
I decided to ignore my heart, but the farther and farther I got away, the more and more my heart hurt, and I couldn't take it anymore. I sighed, and flew back towards the cove where the boy was.
When I landed, he was sitting on his rock, holding a stick, and doing something with the ground. My curiosity got the best of me, and I walked over to see him drawing something. I focused on the drawing, and my eyes shot open when I recognized who it was.
"That's me! That's me! He's drawing me!" My mind screamed.
Then I heard him say,
"You still got it Hiccup."
I looked at him and thought,
"Hiccup? Your name is Hiccup? Wow. . .that was unexpected."
I looked at the drawing again, and an idea popped into my mind.
"Well, if you drew me. Then I'll draw you!"
I looked around, and spotted a tree over by a tall rock. I walked over and uprooted the tree, then walked back over to Hiccup. I then started to draw him. I drew circles, lines, and curves. It didn't take me that long, but when I was done, I set my tree down, and looked at drawing, proud of what I had just accomplished.
Hiccup stood up, and gazed around my drawing before walking towards me, except. . .he wasn't walking, it was more like some kind of dance. So, as he was 'dancing' around my drawing, I stood there, watching him curiously and for some reason, growing trust. . .
He stopped right in front of me, and I think that my breathing scared him, because he turned around quite fast. He stood there for a moment before smiling at me, making me smile right back. Then, he turned his head away from me, and stuck his hand out towards me.
"He actually trusts me. . .If he trusts me like this, then there's no possible way that he could be one of those vikings." I thought.
But, honestly, I trusted him much more than this, and I wanted him to know that. I only trusted him this much, because he never tried to hurt me, and I could tell he was really trying to be friendly. So, I ignored his hand, and tackled him to the ground. I looked at him, and he was now obviously scared, because I could just see it in his eyes.
"Great! Now you scared him! Way to go Flame! Way to go. . ." I thought.
I looked at Hiccup, and wanted to make it up to him, and an idea came to mind. I stuck my face close to him, and licked his face. He laughed, and tried to get out from under me, but I held him down firmly. When I was done, I got off of him, and waited for him to get up.
"I think he knows that I trust him now. . ." I thought.
When he stood up, he looked at me and said,
"So Toothless, I guess I'll see you tomorrow."
I looked at him and wondered,
"Did he just call me Toothless? Toothless. . .I like that name. . .""
He walked off towards his village, but I decided to follow him. . .
"Alright! Chapter 3 is finished. . . What will happen next? Well, find out in the next chapter!"