A.N. Here is my most favorite chapter out of all of them. The Forbidden Friendship chapter! I'm so pleased with this chapter and I hope you all enjoy it too!
"On this journey that you're making,
There'll be answers that you'll seek.
And it's you who'll climb the mountain,
It's you who'll reach the peak!"
My heart was pounding so hard in my chest, if felt like a wild dragon that'd been locked in a tiny cage and was fiercely trying to get out. Every thing told me that this was the most insane idea that I had ever had before, the only thing that kept me going was the fact that he seemed to be different. In all reality that doesn't really make for a good enough reason to approach a wild dragon, that you'd previously captured, with just one fish as peace offering.
'Oh man…I really hope I know what I'm doing…' I duck further behind the shield as I near the entrance of the valley, the blood rushing so loud in my veins it sounded like I was standing by a rushing river. Slowly peeking above the shield, I look left…then right…not seeing anything I lift the fish and threw it into the valley, ducking back behind the shield. My heart had been launched in my throat and this caused the quite gasps that escaped my lips. Shaking fingers held onto the shield waiting for the dragon to come…after a couple of seconds of nothing, I peek back over leaning as far over the shield as I could.
'Aw, come on…I know he's here…' I walk forward only to come to an unexpected stop. With a squeak, the shield had gotten stuck in between two protruding boulders. Furrowing my brows and thinning my lips, I tugged on the shield. Nothing, so I tired pulling harder, but all I got in return were the stubborn squeaks of the shield not moving. Frustrated, I duck under the shield and try to free it from the other side; again, it gave a final squeak that it was not budging.
'Of course…' My main source of protection was stuck, 'Just my luck.' I groan inwardly as my hand falls to my side. Deciding to give up on the stupid thing for now, I shift my eyes to see the fish was still untouched. Fear crept into me and anxiousness washed over me like a harsh wind. Swallowing I am reminded of the reason that I was here. 'Oh…right.' Taking a deep breath, I pick up the fish and start to look around for him.
Anxiousness overwhelmed me as my eyes scanned the barren valley in front of me, quietly inching forward I searched carefully in front of me for the dragon that eluded me. I furrow my brows I knew there wasn't very many places that he could hide…he's a big black dragon in a lush green valley, I tried to think of where he could be. I froze as I got the chilling feeling that I was being watched, goose bumps lined my spine and I then got the sinking feeling as to where the Night Fury was…so slowly I start to turn around, heart slamming against my ribs.
My breath leaves my lungs in a single gasp as I see the looming figure of the Night Fury perched predatorily on the boulder behind me. He narrowed his eyes as he started stalking toward me, head bowed down, wings poised up, watching me, like a predator does it's prey…this thought sends a shudder through me. He stays a few feet away from me; his head sniffing the air before hunching down low again soft growls escaped his throat.
'Okay Hiccup, now hand him the fish. I really hope I know what I'm doing…' With a shaking hand, I extend the fish toward the creature, whose eyes shot up to the fish hungrily. My breath started coming in silent hitched pants as he inched closer toward me. All seemed to be going well until as quick as a flash, his pupils darted away from the fish, slit and he jumped back snarling at me.
My heart jumped in my throat as my stomach dropped toward my boots, I yank the fish back, and panic had swooped in taking a firm hold on me. He was crouched down eyes on me, ready to strike if necessary. 'What in Odin's name would make him…oh, my knife! Ah, I'm such an idiot.' Slowly pulling back my vest to reveal my knife that was safely tucked into my belt, not want the dragon to feel threatened I slowly reach for the hilt, jolting as he crouched even lower, looking ready to pounce.
'No, no, no, no!' I slowly pull it out of my belt; hold it out at arms length, my eyes never left his, as his seemed to watch the hand that held my knife, ready to chomp it off if I try anything. 'I don't mean you any harm…see?' I release the weapon so it clattered on the ground. My mouth was suddenly dry, and I felt like I was going to pass out at any second, even still my eyes stayed on the dragon as he stared angrily at my dagger, low rumblings escaping his throat. 'Okay…ummm…not good enough? All right…what about…' I reach my right foot out and toe the knife onto my boot; his grumblings got louder for a second, his eyes never leaving my knife He snorted as I kicked it into the lake beside me. With a subtle splash, the last ounce of protection that I had was slowly sinking toward the bottom of the lake. 'I really hope I know what I'm doing…'
Now that I think about it, it probably wasn't a good idea to do that…but with a dragon baring his fangs and growling at me, my brain switched into overload and I moved on autopilot. He eyed me, probably wondering why I would do such a thing, never the less he seemed pleased, for he eased up and give me a more relaxed look.
'Ummmm…okay…' Confused I started at the now relaxed dragon, he didn't look all that dangerous as he looked at me with wonder and curiosity. 'This must be a first for him too' furrowing my brows at him I extend the fish out to him, I no longer felt uneasy about the dragon approaching me. I dare say he almost was acting like dog or a cat. With a soft groan, he inched forward, head down low and crooning his eyes on the fish again.
Eagerness swallowed me as the dragon was slowly getting closer, stretching his head out to get the fish, opening his mighty jaws, ready for the fish. Furrowing my brows, I notice something odd about the dragon, does he have…just…gums?
"Huh, toothless…" I muse aloud, "I could've sworn you had…"
I really should learn to keep my mouth shut, because the instant those words left my mouth he glanced up at me, and like he understood what I was saying his teeth shot out of his gums, snatched the fish and started eating it. Recoiling as I yanked my hands toward my chest, I just stared at the dragon before me as he ate the fish in three bites. I release the breath that I couldn't remember holding, letting it escape with one word. "Teeth…"
What mind blowing experience, he appears to be toothless, but proves you wrong in the blink of an eye. I shudder as he licks his lips and eyes me again, curiosity filling those green eyes as he observes me. Letting out a slight purring sound, he starts approaching me, sniffing me. My heart leaped in my throat and I start to back away, 'Oh man! I knew I should've grabbed more fish!' I curse at my stupidity as I stumble backward trying to get away, but not wanting to take my eyes off of him for even a second.
"Ah…no! No, no, no!" My stumbling caused me to fall back; it didn't stop me from trying to back away though. "Ah, I...I don't…" My breath leaves me as my back hits the cool surface of a rock, see what I mean about cornering my self? I really must stop doing this. Pressing my self as far back against the rock as it would let me, heart pounding bone bruising beats against my ribs I tilt my head away, still not taking my eyes off him. "I don't have anymore!" I hiss the last part mostly because my lungs can't seem to keep a hold of the air. His green eyes were close to me now, narrowed at me, it was just like last time.
Oh this was a trap I knew I knew it! Fear griping me so tight I feel that I actually might faint. I watch as he tilts his head, eyeing me for a couple more anxious seconds then his eyes roll back and he starts making a hacking sounds, like the ones a cat or a dog gets when they're about to vomit. I am really trying to morph into the rock, wanting so bad not to be here.
'What in Thor's name…' I didn't really know how to react when a half eaten, half digested, and still slimy back end of the fish squished down in my lap. Recoiling at the vile thing I say the only thing my mouth would let me in this situation.
"Ugh…"
My eyes shift up toward the dragon as he sat back on his haunches, watching me…was he breathing…eagerly? Must just be my over active imagination, then again this all seems surreal. My hands slide under the slimy piece of fish and I pull my legs closer to my chest. 'Well...he hasn't eaten me yet. That's a good thing I suppose…but…what do I do now?' Taking in a deep breath I try to think of something else to do, I hadn't really planned on getting this far with him so right now I was drawing blanks on where to go from here.
Sighing I glance back up at the dragon, 'He looks like he's waiting for me to do something…but what?' The Night Fury then moves his head down and back up at me. 'Wait a minute…?' I tilt my head down; at the fish that rested in my lap then back up at the dragon. 'No way! Don't tell me he wants me to…eat it!' I could already feel my stomach churning, why do I always get stuck doing things I don't really want to do…Oh well, I don't want to risk everything I'd accomplished so far be tossed away just because I wouldn't take a bite out of a fish. A slimy, half eaten, regurgitated fish…sighing, I lifted the fish toward my mouth, the smell caused bile to rise in my throat, 'I am so going to regret this later.' Then, holding my breath, I took a bite out of the slimy disgusting thing. My instant reaction was to spit it back out the instant it touched my tongue, regrettably I fought the urge to spit it out with all the will I had then I open my eyes, watching the dragon, hoping that it was enough.
"Mmm…Mmm-hmm!" I ground out, showing him that I'd taken a bite, he seemed please, for his hears perked watching me. I blanched, however, as he swallowed signaling that I had to. Disbelief encompassed me as my shoulders slumped, dropping the eaten fish in my lap. "Mmmm!" 'Are you kidding me?' Closing my eyes, I pray to Thor and any other god that would listen that I wouldn't throw it up, then with the rest of my determination, I swallow the vile, tasteless, fish down. Instantly my stomach churned and my throat closed, forcing the already half-digested fish back into my mouth. Wanting so bad to let it out, but I knew I had to keep myself from throwing up so I place a hand over my mouth, tears prickling at the corners of my eyes as I forced it down again. I could feel it sliding down my esophagus, this causes me to shudder and leaving me wishing that I had kept my knife so that I could scrape the after taste off my tongue.
'Oh man…I hope I never have to do that again…it…was…disgusting.' I groan as I feel my stomach toss the uncooked, regurgitated fish around in my stomach…'Oh gods…' I desperately fought the urge to be sick. I blearily blink up at the dragon, watching as he smacks his lips, probably asking if I liked it. Groaning, I forced a smile on my face, 'Oh yeah…regurgitated, half eaten raw fish is my favorite.' All thoughts fled my mind when I saw him tilt his head eying me before his mouth started twitching. My smile slowly faded as I see what appears to be a toothless smile appears on his.
'Amazing…he's…he's…smiling…' Awestruck I stare at him. 'A dragon…just mimicked my…smile…' In all the books, I'd read and out of all the things that I've learned never had I heard of a dragon mimicking a human. This was definitely something you don't see every day so, without thinking about it I carefully lay the fish down beside me as I continued to eye this amazing dragon. Slowly I reach my hand out to touch him. 'Maybe…' Licking my lips, I watch as his eyes flick to my hand this caused his toothless smile to disappear. His mouth then curled into a snarl, letting a vicious growl rumble out of his throat but instead of biting me, as all dragons who feel threatened do, he just…leaped away. He'd launched himself clumsily toward the other side of the lake, landing with a soft thud on the other side.
I blink several times as shock and awe flew around me with an air of curiosity that I'd never known before. All my life I'd been taught that dragons were dangerous creatures, ones that wouldn't give a second thought to killing you. Yet here is a dragon that hasn't show signs that he wants to hurt me in anyway, so…he wasn't at all what we think he is. Not at all what he looks to be. He was definitely different from the other dragons I'd met. Excitement and curiosity fueled me and helped my feet to fly over to where this amazing creature had laid down. Carefully I slow down, so I wouldn't startle him, then I sit down a few feet away, fascination over powering anything else that I felt. This was just too amazing for words, I'm not sure I've really ever felt anything this amazing before, it was intoxicating.
A grin had spread across my face as his eyes green eyes met with mine once again; heart jumping I slightly wave at him as if I were waving to a friend. He seemed slightly annoyed at my presence, putting his ears down he turned his head away and gave a bored groan as he plopped his head down and positioned him self so that he could lay his tail in front of his face. I felt to high to care about the fact that he was trying to ignore me, my eyes widened in as curiosity and I scoot myself closer to him, wondering what it feels like to touch a dragon. So, without much thought I reach out to touch his tail-fin.
'I've never been this close to a dragon before…this is amazing…' My heart was thundering in my chest, as my fingers got closer to his fin when all the sudden it shot up and I was face to face with those eyes that seemed to say. 'I see you!' 'Oh great Odin's goat!' I flinch like a child who gotten caught doing something wrong, then not hesitating I jump to my feet and I wander away from him…not thinking that it was not a really a good idea to push my luck with him. Slowing my pace I glance over my shoulder to I watch him lumber away; he moves with the smoothness of the wind and gracefully flips over an over hanging branch so that he's hanging upside down by his tail.
"Wow..." I breathe as I watched him pull his wings in on either side, placing his tail in front of his face, looking very close to caterpillar that was getting ready to transform into a butterfly. I never really thought that a dragon would sleep in such a way…almost bat like…maybe instead pf a butterfly. A chuckle and a crooked smile fell on my face as I imagined this toothless dragon waking up with magnificent butterfly wings. No bad seemed better suited to what he looked like I think. Taking my eyes off him, I wander over toward the lake to try to rinse out the remnants of the disgusting half eaten fish out of my mouth. Taking in a few mouthfuls of water, which I then spit out, slowly ridding myself of the disgusting aftertaste that had started making itself known to me again.
My eyes wonder over toward where the dragon was now sleeping, soft rumblings tapped against my eardrums as he slumbered. I slip down and sit on a boulder, watching him absolutely fascinated with what was happening, I almost couldn't believe that it was happening. I fed a dragon, and he didn't chomp my hand off, I tried touching him twice and he didn't bite my hand off, he just…leaped away from me! I was so awestruck that it feels like I stepped into a different world, I chuckled softly as thoughts of Viking's owning dragons as pets flitted in my mind.
'Yeah right, like that'll ever happen…not in a million years.' It's been to ingrained into our history that even thinking that dragons could be more then they seem is blasphemous around here. Biting my lip, I glance at the dragon then I stand up quietly walking up toward him, trying so hard not to disturb him. I wanted to get a closer look at his tailfin, it fascinated me, mostly because the fact that there was only one on the right side. The left side was gone, getting closer I tilt my head to see that it wasn't just gone…but ripped off. Biting my lower lip, I fought the urge to touch the healing side.
'This is probably why he can't fly straight…' Guilt ripped through me, this was my fault I knew it. Looking down at my boot, I turn around and slowly walk away from the dragon. He was wounded and it was my fault. Heaving a heavy sigh, I slump down onto a boulder. I probably should go, but I don't really have any reason to go back. No one was waiting for me at home; the village probably doesn't even notice I'm gone.
Tilting my head, I look back at the Night Fury, 'I wonder if you have anyone waiting for you. Do you have a family? What do they call a group of dragons…heard…flock…group? Or maybe Night Furies are just solitary creatures.' Blowing hair out of my face, I snatch a stick and start drawing lines in the sand. 'If they are solitary creatures are there more of them? It's unbelievable that he'd be the only one…well I suppose there isn't another just like him.' A smile crossed my features as I remembered his toothless smile and chuckled.
'He's not really what he appears. He looks to be dangerous, but hasn't killed me, he has the ability to retract his teeth so it appears that he has none, but then surprises you in a second.' The only thing that stands out the most, besides his eyes, was his toothless smile. He's been full of nothing but surprises. The other thing that surprises me is the fact that he seems to want to do exactly what I do, l gave him a fish, and he shared it. When I smiled he mimicked me, I stiffen as I feel someone come up behind me, shifting my eyes I glimpse that the dragon looking over my shoulder. Shifting my eyes, I look right back at my drawing, and start to finish it like I didn't know he was there.
I could hear his soft purring as I continued to draw a crude drawing of the Night Fury in the sand. After a few moments I heard him make a cooing sound, then I hear him lumber away, furrowing my brows as I hear a crack and a thump, 'What is he…?' I look up to see the dragon dragging a tree along the ground…drawing lines?
'No way…' Shock crept into my being as I watched the dragon continue to drag the tree on the ground, 'He's mimicking…what…what I was doing…this…this is…' This was to amazing for words! 'No way anyone would believe me if I told them…they'd think I'd gone mad!' My breath left my lungs as he swirled around, dragging the tree in front of me he pauses so I lean forward to try and see what he's doing, he flips his head around toward me like 'don't you dare!' Turning my head away, I try to keep him from seeing me watching him, mostly because I know what it's like to have someone peek over your shoulder while you're drawing.
'This is unbelievable! Never in all my life have I…' He drug it from behind me, the branches brushed my hair forward so I ducked so that the other branches wouldn't hit me. Excitement coursed through me as he dropped the branch a couple feet away and nodded at it proudly. Swallowing I slowly stand up, gazing at the squiggly lines in the sand, they didn't form anything there were just nonsensical lines that went wherever the dragon had wanted them too. Still, I was awestruck at what was happening. 'This dragon…this…oh…man.' Smiling I start to make my way to see the rest of the 'drawing', I didn't get very far before he started snarling at me.
Biting my lip, I flinch. 'What am I?' Glancing down I realize that my foot is stepping on one of his lines, quirking a brow I lift my foot and I glance and watch as he stops growling and goes into purring happily. 'R…really?' Testing it again, I place my foot on the line again, watching him go into growling again, He…he was actually getting upset over me stepping on his drawing. This is unreal! I place my foot down, sort of amused that he growled at me when I placed my foot on it again and purred when I took it off.
When he snarled at me and looked ready to pounce, I decided not to push my luck anymore and moved my foot to the space between the lines, I heard his contented purring continue. 'I understand now.' Smiling, I start to step between the lines that the dragon had drawn at random. Twisting and swiveling to find the next empty space to step in. I had become completely entranced with not stepping on the lines that I didn't notice that the dragon had moved. When I reached, the last line and I stepped out I slowly backed up, my heart stopped and I froze when a blast of air brushed my hair forward. Tensing I slowly turn around to face the dragon behind me. His green eyes were gazing at me intently, not with anger or hesitation, but with an expression that I've never seen on a dragon before, content. This was so unbelievable. With him being that close I couldn't help but extend my hand toward him.
I wanted so badly to touch him without the worry of getting my hand bitten off, however, my heart leaped as he gave a light snarl, so I slowly pulled it back, I wonder if it's because people have tried to hurt him before…'I wonder…if I…' Thinning my lips, I take a deep breath and turn my head away, deciding to put my trust in the dragon, as he had trusted me not to step on the lines. Heart jumping into my throat, breath stopping…everything seemed to slow down as I waited for him to decide to leave me hanging, to bite my hand, or to trust me.
Stiffening, I felt like I'd been standing there for hours until finally I felt everything crashing down around me all at once. I thought I almost died when I felt his nose touch my hand. My heart dropped in my boots and my breath left my lungs like someone had punched me in the gut. I couldn't believe that this was real so I slowly started turning my head to look at the dragon in front of me, whose nose was indeed pressed against my hand. Gods, this was really happening; I was touching a dragon…a dragon! My mind lost all thought as he pulled his head away and twitched his nose, snorting he eyed me for a second, before slipping away from me.
I blinked several times, trying to tell myself that what happened was real, this dragon actually trusted me enough to let me touch him, and I trusted him to actually leave it up to him…me! I look at my hands, my mind still feeling the rough, yet smooth scales under my palm. I stumbled slightly as I got light headed, shaking my head I released the air that I didn't know I was holding.
"Did that just really happen…did I…did just…touch a dragon? Did he let me touch him…"
My mouth was still hanging open in shock, running my tongue over my dry lips I slowly close my mouth. It was so…surreal. Taking a deep breath again, I try to will my legs to move but the shock I felt hadn't released them yet. So I slowly fall into sitting position, awestruck that this was all happening, I mean he's a dragon…but he he's smarter then we pegged him for. Dropping my hands to touch the cool surface of the rock I was sitting on, I look down at the slightly smudged drawing of the Night Fury; he really wasn't what he seemed.
He'd definitely proved me wrong about him. Grinning as I just thought of the perfect name for him, I pick up the stick and I start to redraw the Night Fury in the sand, only this time with his gummy grin. A dragon who appears to be what he's not, always hiding a surprising fact about him somewhere. I really think that this name suits him just fine. As I finish the drawing I set the stick in lap and smile down at it.
"Yup, I really think that this name suits you…Toothless."
A.N. And that's the end of Chapter 6! XD It was absolutely fun to do. NOW! Onto the New Tail Fin! XD