Shout-outs:
HiccupHaddockIII: UGH ALVIN GO AWAY! NO ONE LIKES YOU!
silverwolvesarecool: I LIVE TO DESTROY PEOPLE WITH CLIFFHANGERS! Lol, nope, actually I like butterflies. :D
TheLastNightFury777: Aha! :D Yeah, I loved that part. :)
AnimeAngel: The art wasn't done by me. It was done by silverwolvesarecool, and I'm glad you like it. :)
Night Fury15: YEAH I AGREE! *people staring at Night Fury15 and me awkwardly* What? Did someone draw on my face again?
xFaerieValkyriex: You got this, dude!
Silver Electricity: AHA! PROVEN IN HTTYD2! When will you learn your lesson, Hiccup? XD!
I slowly reached my hand out to the rogue dragon; the Skrill wasn't having it, though. It roared, trying to make itself look more intimidating than it really was. Stormfly screeched, ready to jump in and fight that Skrill for all it was worth as soon as I let her.
"It's okay," I said, walking slowly towards the Skrill. Wow, this was terrifying. This dragon could easily fry me alive, along with probably half of Berk, and here I was approaching it, and moreover, trying to train it?
Maybe Astrid was right. Maybe I did have a death wish.
The Skrill growled at me once more, looking ready to alight itself with lightning once more. If that happened, then it was it. I would never be able to train this Skrill. If I didn't do it now, there wasn't a possibility I could do it later.
"It's okay," I said. "I'm not going to hurt you, I promise." I took another step towards the Skrill, and it growled. I didn't falter, though; Dragon Training was something I was good at. I was used to it, and not afraid to do it, either.
Stormfly growled, ready to attack. The Skrill did the same, and for a second, I was afraid that it was over; that it was goodbye, Hiccup Haddock. I could just imagine Snotlout at my funeral:
He was a good cousin, but was stupid enough to think he could train a Skrill. And that's kind of why we're here now.
No, seriously, that's probably what Snotlout would have said.
Before I could make a move, however, something pressed against my palm. I released a breath I didn't know I was holding and gazed back at the Skrill, and gasped. It opened its eyes, looking at me as if I were…
It's trainer.
It worked. I had trained the Skrill.
"OH, YES IT WORKED!" I shouted, fist-pumping. Behind me, Stormfly squawked and bounced around happily, coming over to sniff and investigate the Skrill.
"You need a name," I said to the Skrill as I watched it sniff Stormfly's head in curiosity. "Um...how about...Flashy?"
The Skrill looked at me as if I had pulled the pin out of a grenade.
"No good?" I said. The Skrill appeared to shake his head. "Okay...how about...Spiritflash?" I offered. The Skrill looked like he was genuinely thinking it over. Then, at length, he growled happily.
"Okay then!" I said. "Spiritflash it is!" I suddenly remembered the note from the Outcasts. We had to get to Outcast Island, before Alvin and his band of barbarians did something to Astrid, Snotlout, Hookfang and Toothless.
"Come on, Spiritflash," I said, mounting him after making sure he had dropped his lightning deal. "Let's go to Outcast island, and show those crummy soldiers what we're made of." Spiritflash roared as if it were the best idea in the world. Then, after I gave Stormfly the "follow" command, we took off, towards Outcast Island.
We had some friends to save.
I was all in for lightning; my best friend was the offspring of lightning and death itself, and I had been struck by lightning twice in my life. But riding on the back of a Skrill was a tad but overkill. However, I didn't think too much about it, nor did I care either way. If I didn't make it to Outcast Island soon, Alvin would start killing my friends, one by one. Or, maybe, he would wait until I got there, so then he could make me watch as he killed…
"Cut it out!" I yelled at myself. My negative train of thought wasn't exactly helping the situation. Stormfly and Spiritflash both looked at me with confusion, and I waved them off. I had to stop talking to myself.
We headed straight for Outcast Island as if there were no tomorrow. My friends were in danger, and if I didn't save them, then no one would, and they would die by the hands of Alvin the Treacherous.
I felt rage race through my veins as I thought about my arch nemesis. Alvin the Treacherous, Chief of the Outcasts, who always tried to capture either me, or another Berkian he could use against me as bait. And sometimes, it even worked, and he succeeded in drawing me in, just so he could strike.
I had so much hatred and anger towards that one man, it was almost unbelievable.
When Outcast Island was finally in sight, I landed Spiritflash, Stormfly moving to land beside the Skrill. I dismounted, the dizzy feeling returning to my being, only this time, it was far worse. Flying hadn't been beneficial at all. It hadn't helped my headaches, and seemed to just make them worse. I groaned slightly and pressed a hand against my head, trying to abate some of the pain.
The dragons looked at me with worry and confusion. I offered them both a reassuring smile, although it turned into a wince shortly afterwards.
"Yeah, I'm fine," I said. "Just let me sit down for a minute." I sank to the ground right there, my hands gently rubbing my temples. It really didn't help much, but it helped enough. Spiritflash and Stormfly sat on either side of me, their keen eyes and ears looking for any Outcasts who could have been waiting to ambush us.
After about five minutes, once my dizziness dwindled down into something small and manageable I could hold on to for the time being, I got back to my feet. My headache was still there in all its fury, but at least I didn't feel like I was going to collapse just by taking a mere, simple step. The dragons got to their feet as well, looking around, still searching for Outcasts.
"Come on," I said, looking at Spiritflash and Stormfly. They lifted their heads to look at me, growling slightly. "Let's go free the others."
I turned, and the dragons followed me as we made our way through Outcast Island.