Chapter 3
Unrest
After a month or so, I began to get more comfortable on Berk. It was still VERY strange to see dragons walking around the village, and even stranger to see vikings ride them. A few weeks after my arrival, once Hiccup knew he could trust me, I moved to the Great Hall so that Hiccup and his father could have their house back. My small room off the hall was cozy and so much BIGGER than my cell back on Outcast Island that my openly stunned expression when Hiccup first showed it to me made him laugh.
One day I woke up and saw that there was a commotion in the main part of the Great Hall. Peeking out, I saw that an old man along with most of the village were shouting at Stoick. "We want the Outcast GONE!" Stoick bellowed "SILENCE! Now, Azura..." He was talking about me! "She is NOT an Outcast spy. I explained to you Mildew, that she was a slave and escaped. I will not see a guest of Berk treated this way." For a moment they listened, but then the old man stood up and shouted "Do you remember the LAST time a girl was found washed up on our beach? She almost got us all killed by betraying us to the Outcasts!" "That's enough Mildew!" said Stoick. Mildew hobbled away shouting "Mark my words Stoick, that girl will bring us no end of trouble." The doors swung shut with an ominous thud as the crowd dispersed. Still peering out, I saw Stoick and Hiccup heading towards me. I quickly shut the door and scrambled back into the bed. One of them knocked, and I replied in what I hoped was a sleepy voice "Come in." They came in and Stoick said "Azura, there has been some... unrest over you coming here."
"Oh. I can leave. I'm sure the Outcasts will be happy to have one of their slaves back," I said, unable to keep a note of bitterness out of my voice. Uncomfortably, Stoick replied "I'm sure things will calm down in a few days, but until then I have to ask you to stay in here. After things cool down you'll be able to go about the village." "Okay, sir" I responded. "I'm glad you understand," Stoick said as he left the room. I sat back down on the bed and fingered my necklace, before realizing that Hiccup was still in the room. "Hi. Well I thought if you get bored, here's something to read." Hiccup held you a thick book with a curled dragon etched into the brown leather of the cover. "It's the Book of Dragons, where we have documented all of our dragon knowledge." "Wow, Hiccup, thanks." "Any time. Well, bye. I have to go help the other dragon trainers." He said. "Bye." He walked out of the room, and I opened the book. The first thing I wanted to see was the page on the Skrill, if there was one. "Fear Class, Tracker Class, here we go. Strike Class." I found the Skrill page, and avidly read through it. It said that the Skrill was the symbol of the Berserkers and that the feared beast could shoot lightning. Then, suddenly curious, I placed my pendant next to the picture. It was a perfect match except for the fact that my pendant was smaller. I sat up, pulling my pendant off the page, reading a small section to one side. It said that the Skrill has proven to be untamable, but legends still persist that a group of people long ago were able to tame Skrills. They were known as the Lightning Keepers, and the legend says that they were bonded with a Skrill at the age of 14, which would be their partner for life. The younglings would go out into the wild on their own in search of the Skrill that had been carved onto a pendant that each child was given at birth.
The book slipped from my hands and fell to the floor with a thump. I was a Lightning Keeper.
Sorry I haven't updated, I've been busy and got my computer taken away. I'll have the next two chapters up soon, I promise.