Chapter 3

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In Berk, things on the island were starting to become bizarre and strange. The storm that had come the night before had destroyed a few homes and left parts of the island in a tangled messed of earth, wood, and stone. While this may seem a bit problematic for some people in our time, the people of Berk were quite use to these situations. For you see the people of Berk were Vikings and as always hazardous situations were a part of the profession, as many would say.

"Okay men get this debris out of the way." A huge Viking calls out to the group. Scratching his huge reddish brown beard, his forest green eyes survey the scene with unreadable emotions. This Viking goes by the name of Stoic the Vast, leader of the Hairy Hooligans tribe. He was known far and wide for his strength and battle tactics, but also as a great leader who learned that sometimes the best solutions can come from the most unusual of places.

"Dad, the dragons have cleared the lower half of the village, though they are still worried. We still have to clean up the eastern half with the monstrous Nightmares, but it should be over with soon." A rather scrawny boy said. Looking down at his son, he could see his traits in the boy, reddish brown hair and the same forest green eyes were there. But the boy was different from any other Viking, seeing as he was a talking fish bone with a very high tolerance for tinkering, and that made him also the most notable in their village.

"That's good to know Hiccup. I want you to check out the beach to see if anything washed up on shore." Stoic orders before turning to another Viking who was asking of some other information.

"Okay, can I know why?" Hiccup asks. His father turns to him and sighs.

"One of the village elders said she saw something fall from the sky when the storm was going on. You and Toothless can scan the area the quickest to see what is there." Nodding, though a bit unbelieving, Hiccup runs to meet his dragon, which was slurping down a cod at the time from the large bowls the village had set up.

"Toothless we have to go the beach." The black dragon glances back at the boy, his eyes narrowing in annoyance and question. "I know bud, but dad said something was at the beach and that we should check it out." Toothless just grunts and starts to walk off. "Toothless, if we get it done quicker we can get more fish later on when we go flying." The black dragon quickly turns around, nearly knocking over a couple of Vikings in the process. Big, happy green eyes glimmering as he quickly hurries and let Hiccup on his back and was soon in the air searching for any signs of something odd. Hiccup was enjoying the feeling of flying through the air. The wind blowing in his hair and on his face made him easily as happy as Toothless, but he wasn't going to let that detour him from searching the beach for whatever it was. "Okay then, if the elder said she saw something, than she might have. But I seriously doubt anyone could have seen something in that storm it was pitch black." He thought about the current storms and how Toothless and the other dragons had been acting since it had past when Toothless suddenly jerks and growls loudly. "What's the matter boy…?" Hiccup asks when the reptile suddenly begins to nose dive and speed towards the ground. He could feel his heart drop into his stomach for a moment, until Toothless finally lands a few feet on the beach paws first on the white sand. After regaining his composure back, he glares at the beast with annoyance and hops off. "What got you in a…? Oh great Thor…" He quickly rushes towards the black figure that lay near the surf. "It couldn't be…another Night Fury…" He said walking up to it. Staring in awe he comes closer to check on the dragon, seeing its wings wrapped tightly around something white and fuzzy. Toothless quickly kept bumping the Night Fury with his snout while Hiccup slowly move the wings back enough to see a female figure huddled close to its chest and breathing slowly. "Toothless we have to get them back now. Let's hurry back to the village and get some help." Toothless whimpers a little before nuzzling the dragon and flying off with Hiccup.

"Will she be okay?" Hiccup asks. Staring in curiously and worried at the female figure that lay before him and his father. The healer looked at the boy with utter annoyance and grunts when she ties to wrap up the wounds on the girl's body.

"She'll live, though whatever she went through it had to be pretty rough. Never seen a girl look the way she does though…certainly not from any Viking tribe I know of." She washes away some of the blood that was beginning to pool in certain areas of her body. Stoic eyes the girl thoroughly, face still as unreadable as it was before.

"You have no need to worry Stoic…" Turning around, all of them were soon gazing at the sight of an old woman with a gnarled oak cane in her right hand. A gentle smile plays across her lips as she comes closer to the girl and taps her head lightly with a finger.

"Giral…"

"She needs rest Stoic, as does everyone. When she wakes, then we'll hear her story." She said calmly. Everyone merely obeyed her orders and got out of the healer's hut. Hiccup gave one loud yawn, before seeing the giant reptile scampering to them from their house on the hill, pretty excitedly.

"I see where you have been all day." Hiccup sighs. Stoic gave a laugh, and messed with the hair on Hiccup's head.

"He's excited to see another of his kind?" Stoic asks.

"Yeah, maybe he's never seen another Night Fury ever. If he could talk he would probably tell us." Hiccup said, petting Toothless' head to hear him croon to the feeling.

"Well, that's one thing the beast will have to keep secret. For now, let's get some rest, tomorrow will be very busy cleaning up near the stock hut." Stoic said.

"I still wonder….where did she come from?"