THE JOURNEY AFTER
Hola. I redid this chapter in place of the previous chapter 5, but it took a while. I blame my French teacher, cause she is a cow. Also all the homework I got for English and history, but it's all good now!
Any who, enjoy!
(PS, it's a Thursday, but make sure to look down the bottom to see what day I actually post this on! That's the fun of it )
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Drago emerged from the shadows below a small overhang, sneering wildly at the duo. He moved forwards, feet scraping along the ground and he hardly payed any attention to what he was stepping on, only stopping once he reached a large pile of rusty, dull metal.
"What do you want here boy?" He snarled "This is my place now, and you have no right to invade it. As a matter of fact, you have no right to even be here! So GET OUT"
A small cluster of birds soared away, startled by the sudden noise. Toothless snarled at the man, angry that he was threatening his rider but even more so that he had made him jump. Said rider reached for his sword, realising that Drago was more unpredictable that ever at the moment"
"We mean you no harm… yet Drago. As soon as I find what I am looking for, I will be gone. But if you make any move against either me or my dragon, it will be considered an act of treason, leaving you in a tight spot" Hiccup rehearsed, thinking how well practised that was.
After Stoick's death, it had been hard to convince the remaining tribes who still had problems with dragons to accept them. Many visits had been made to neighbouring tribes, and the previous speech had been repeated several times, with the added occasion of warfare to the ending.
"No harm? Boy, there are several occasions one can tell when another is not a Viking, and this is one of them! No harm! A true Viking walks into the room expecting harm, not making demands against it! Your tribe will crumble under your rule! No harm, Odin's beard…" Drago trailed off, picking up the hunk of metal and walking towards the edge of the cliff.
"Do you know what this is?" He asked, brandishing the piece of metal around "This is my arm, or what remains of it. Not even that. This was my chance at a second life, a change to prove to others that I had what it takes to fight, not sit around and do nothing. Life is hard as a cripple, but you wouldn't know. Hailed as a hero, newly transformed, even lifted a century-long devastation of a war. This is what you had when you woke up! A transformed life, one that evolved around friendship and family. Not for me lad, not for me"
He paced around the landing, sneering and seemingly talking to himself. Hiccup followed his movements, cautious about what was going on. Drago suddenly stopped, swivelling around wildly, a frown on his face. He opened his mouth to say something, only to close it. He repeated those actions once more before speaking.
"Your life after your loss was luxury. A reward even! My life was harsh, even worse than it was before. My family was gone. Everything I ever knew was gone after I woke up, and I was called a traitor by my tribe. For running from the beast that tore my family to pieces. I was named a traitor, not a hero. I could not protect my family, not from the Great Alpha"
Hiccup took a short intake of breath. The Alpha? Surely he didn't mean Toothless, but the white Bewilderbeast? Even before Toothless was shot down, he never shot to kill, only to distract. Right?
"That Bewilderbeast destroyed me! Everything I knew and everything I once cared about, gone. In less than a second. That STUPID ANIMAL DESTROYED ME! I ran from my death, to prove my family could survive! Not to be called a traitor, a coward! My life was RUINED! ALL BECAUSE OF THIS BEAST!" He shouted, flinging a rock at the Bewilderbeast. It huffed out a plume of icy breath at the man, but it made no move against him.
Drago stopped pacing, frost covering his head and torso. He glared at the grey dragon before letting out a guttural roar, startling the dragon, Hiccup and Toothless and successfully making the Bewilderbeast cower away. Hiccup moved forwards, motioning to Toothless to move towards the other dragon, seriously hoping that Drago wasn't going to fling that hunk of metal towards him, whatever it was.
"Do you know what this is?" Drago asked, waving the hunk of metal around
"No, but it was thinking about it. Look Drago, all I need is my father's helmet and I will be go-"
"Gone boy! I don't think so. Your tribe and their pillages. Always about the prize" he muttered "This, boy, is my arm. It put fear in men's hearts, or it did. Now it's just a pile of scrap, like you will be soon"
Drago advanced forwards, pushing Hiccup back. Toothless was still caught up with the Bewilderbeast, completely oblivious to everything around him.
"You see Hiccup, I need someone to blame for the debacle that took place, and seen as your father is dead…"
He lunged at Hiccup, slashing his sword across his chest. Hiccup blocked it with his twin daggers, stumbling backwards. The two started a deadly dance, circling around each other. Drago made a move on his adversary, pushing him to the edge of the overhang, right next to Toothless. Drago leaned in, right in Hiccup's face, a sneer on his face,
"I have to blame you!"
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Valka was pacing anxiously. They had gathered all the necessary items hours ago and patience was running thin. The list that Odin had provided was completed, down to the last item, well, almost;
The iron of a flying boulder, Gronkle iron,
The sap of a devious son's tree, sap of a Loki tree,
A bone of a fierce enemy, bone of the Red Death,
Silk from the farthest reaches,
An eel from an infested island
Ice of an ancient beast, ice of the Bewilderbeast,
Blood of the cause, pleader and reluctant witness,
The permission of a God.
The white Bewilderbeast was found wandering not far from Dragon Island, seemingly unharmed aside from two large scars on its underbelly. The present riders had determined that the beast had rather tough skin, resulting in not death but a fierce knock at the Sanctuary. It had been wandering for weeks, dazed and confused, but it recognized the riders upon sight. It followed them back to Berk, regaining more of its memory along the way. When it saw Valka, it covered the ocean around it for miles, expressing its joy in the only way it knew how.
It had been hours since then and Valka was starting to get worried. Odin was still with Gothi, as he had been the whole time, Astrid was in the Great Hall, taking charge for Hiccup in his absence and his friends were fixing up the odd ends, though occasional explosions could be heard. She could've told the twins family's when their children were born that they would wreck havoc.
Valka was so wrapped up in her thought she failed to notice Odin come up behind her. He stood next to her, wary of what he had asked of her son.
"I see you are finished…" he stated, making her jump
"Yes. A while ago to" she paused "Odin… where is my son?"
"He is coming Valka, by my eyes, he is coming. A few extra scrapes, a new friend and soggy hair, but he will come back, bringing part of your beloved with him"
"I hope that's true, or else it will all have been for nothing"
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Oh look, it's Friday. Not the right one though. So this is the redo of chapter 5, but I believe I already said that. I'll have a notice for chapter 6 until I actually upload the real chapter 6, just to tell everyone who followed that I have redone chapter 5, so don't bother unless you want to see what I actually have to say, which will probably be a load of gibberish.
Anyways, hope you enjoyed, let me know if they're any mistakes, as I have a bad habit of not checking my stories before I publish them, mainly because I upload around 10 cause I constantly get distracted. Fav, follow, eat cake and have a nice day! Or night. Or birthday, Christmas, Easter? The possibilities are endless *evil laugh* :O