AN: Hey guys! It's me. Sorry about the layout of the last chapter, I'm kinda new to Fanfiction. Hey, I'm learning! As for the two guest reviews, thanks for your enthusiasm! Anyways, on with the story!
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As soon as I went through the portal, I immediately saw that I was dangerously close to the ocean, and quickly pulled up. As I got to a safer altitude, I got a chance to gather my bearings and figure out where the hell I was.
From what it looked like, the body of water below me was definitely an ocean, proven by the vast numbers of fish swimming around in the water. Simply the spray from the ocean as I flew over it told me it was FREEZING. 'Don't take a swim in that!' I thought. Looking up from the ocean, I saw a very different environment from the one I was accustomed to.
The full moon shone upon a wide ocean, dotted with lots of vertical sea stacks of rock that jutted out of the ocean like giant spikes. And I was coming up on them fast. I quickly tugged back on the stick to clear them. 'What kinds of rocks are these?' I wondered.
I continued to fly for an hour, passing over lots of volcanic islands and sea spires. Sadly, however, I had not seen any signs of civilization since entering through the portal. I needed to find a place to land fast, as I was beginning to doze off randomly as we flew over the islands.
Just then, I saw the biggest island I had seen so far looming on the horizon. I knew this was my best chance for an island big enough to land on safely, and I was not going to pass it up. I angled for it and opened up the throttle, gunning the engine as hard as it would go.
The island continued to get bigger, and I actually began to see lights coming from the island, some constant, others flickering on and off. "Finally, civilization! I can figure out where the hell I am and how I got here - hopefully," I thought aloud.
After a few minutes, I was right in front of the town. As I looked down, I saw that these lights were actually fires! 'Oh no! I've got to help these people! Their homes are all burning!' I panicked in my head.
All of a sudden, I heard one man scream, "NIGHT FURY! GET DOWN!" 'What the hell's a Night Fury!' I wondered. Just then, there was an explosion of sound, like someone - or something - broke the sound barrier. A blast of bluish light came down and exploded on one of the sea stacks, causing screams as the men on it were hit. Lightning began to roll due to the shockwaves of the sonic blast, and I had to fight just to keep Lightning upright.
Then, something happened. A black mass flew up next to me and leveled off with me as I flew. Then, I saw its eyes. Big, reptilian, green eyes.
I stared into those eyes, and I saw many things; curiosity, killer instinct, but most of all, a very peculiar emotion: fear. Fear of ME. I almost laughed, in spite of myself, at how something could be fearful of a walking toothpick. Then, however, panic quickly set in.
"What is THAT!" I screamed. Just then, I noticed that it had... a tail. And wings. It was too big to be a bird, and it was alive, so it's wasnt a plane. There was only one possibility left, one from long-ago myths, fables, and fairy tales.
"No, no, no, no, NO! This isn't possible! It can't be what I think it is! It can't be a... a dragon!" I shouted.
I looked back down towards the village, and saw that those intermittent beams of light from far away were actually dragons, shooting jets of fire.
"NO! It's IMPOSSIBLE!" I screamed, as I began to think I was going slightly crazy. But I couldn't believe it was false either. It was right in front of me!
Then, I heard something. The whoosh of a rope flying through the air. I looked next to me, and I saw the... Night Fury... was trapped in a thing that looked like a net. The Night Fury quickly began to drop like a stone as it fell towards the forest, unable to fly.
"What is going ON here!" I yelled, to myself this time. But, I heard another whoosh, and the last thing I wanted to hear right after it. The sickening crunch of wood splintering.
The ropes had broken through the wing supports on the right side, making it collapse and Lightning a literal death trap. Lightning quickly began to spin in a spiral, and it took all of the power I put into the stick, jamming it to the left, just to keep Lightning upright.
The rope had also caught the propellor, so I began to quickly lose lift, slowly gliding down towards the forest. For the coup de gras, the rope had ensnared itself over the cockpit, making it impossible to use my parachute, or even get out.
"Oh God, no! I can't get out!" I yelled out loud. 'I'mma have to put Lightning down with an emergency landing in a forest! Oh no,' My brain realized. I had only practiced situations like this once or twice while in Arkansas, since Jack didn't think this would occur often. I mean, it's not every day that a net ensnares your plane and forces you down.
The altimeter began to quickly spin as I continued to fight to stay right-side up. I leveled out Lightning as best I could, but there was no denying it: I was going down, and fast. I needed some kind of clearing to land in.
Then, I heard a cry from below me, and I looked down. That Night Fury was falling into a clearing a ways ahead of me, and it looked like it was having a hard landing. I winced for a second about the thought of that kind of landing, and then it dawned on me: that clearing was the only suitable place for a landing I had seen, and it was probably the last one I would get before I met with an unfortunate fate.
I banked for it, trying to get a clear line at it. "Turn faster! Come on, Lightning!" I berated Lightning. Yes, I was talking to my plane. I know, it's pathetic. Anyways, we were only about 50 feet above the tips of the trees, and about 200 feet from the clearing. I kept the steady descent as best I could with a half-mangled plane.
But, the one thing I didn't want to happen happened: one of the ropes dangling from the bottom of the right wing snagged the top of a tree. And that tree was one tough thing. It ripped Lightning's right wing clean off from the main body. Lightning began to do barrel rolls over and over, and over… I get nauseous just thinking about it.
Realizing that my attempt at a partially soft landing was botched, I simply braced as we got close to the bottom of the clearing. Then we landed.
Lightning landed on its broken right wing, and flipped over a few times, throwing me around the small cockpit over and over, turning the landscape around me into a spinning circle of colors.
Just as I thought it was over, an unbearably excruciating pain shot through my left arm. "AAAGGGH!" I screamed. Never in my life had I felt so much pain. Not even when I was beaten by Evan or my father could compare to this. In my pain, I looked at my left arm, to see a wing support from the left wing had stuck itself into my left arm, like a giant jagged splinter.
Lightning finally stopped rolling, and as I looked around while upside down from the crash, I saw that Night Fury on the ground, trapped in the net. Looking at me. Staring at me with those giant green eyes.
Those were the last eyes that locked with mine before I lost consciousness.
AN: DAH DUH DUH! That last part was emotionally hard to write for me, as I've been in an ATV rollover crash that was basically my template for this. Stick with me, and PLEASE review! I need feedback!