A/N: Sorry bout the wait readers! It's been just a tad busy, but here's the update! Enjoy! -Liv

The snap and painful thud of body on hard ground had caught your sudden attention, and the attention of the dragons on the bank. Your body went into automatic: you ran out of the water and into the path of the dragons towards the now wide-eyed boy on the ground. Holding your arms out to the sides, you cooed them out of their advancement.

"It's okay, it's okay guys. He's not a threat." The dragons tense stances relaxed, but their untrusting glares did not change.

"What?" His voice made you freeze. Keeping your arms out at the sides, you took a glance over your shoulder at the brunet boy. He had stood up, obviously in some pain, and was walking closer to you and the dragons taking slow, measured steps. "How?"

With his eyes, he looked both of the dragons in their eyes before his deep green eyes came to rest on yours. You didn't answer. Partially out of fear, mainly because you had no idea what to say that wouldn't sound like 'Oh hey there, I can tame dragons'. He stopped a good twenty feet away, confusion written on his face as clearly as ink on paper, but curiosity sparked in his eyes. You slowly turned, keeping your hands close to the noses of the distrusting dragons, and faced the boy. You hoped that you could keep the dragons calm enough to keep the boy alive.

"You," You hoped that the nervousness in your voice couldn't be heard. "You have to go." Your body started to fidget unconsciously, your stomach tightening up and your feet itching to move and run. The two dragons seemed to sense your nervousness, and even though they were still baring their teeth, they started to back away.

"Uhh," He looked from you back to the dragons, then back at you. "Can you, talk to them?" He took another few steps closer, and you matched his steps backwards.

"No," You paused, thinking about it, but then you shook your head. "I don't know." In all actuality, you did have an idea. If you had to take a wild guess, it was because that you yourself were part dragon, and that most likely allowed them to trust you. But you were snapped back out of your thinking when he continued to approach, hand outstretched in defense.

He couldn't find out. No one could. Not after what had happened just a couple days ago. "Don't," You could feel something tighten in your abdomen. "Please, don't."

You saw his eyes flicker to your hands, and you followed his gaze. Your hands had slipped out of your long sleeves, and the scales that covered your skin were clearly shown. Quickly, you hid your arms behind your back. The surprised and scared look in his eyes told you that he saw it.

He saw me. Oh Odin he saw me. It's going to happen all over again. The panic rose in you. Instinct took over. You knew you had to leave. Taking one last look at the boy's face, you whipped around and ran towards the two dragons who had backed up a fair distance away. "Wait!" The voice behind you did nothing to calm you as you took a panicked look at your hands. The scales that normally lay just at the knuckles on your hands were slowly climbing up your fingers, your nails slowly growing and curving out.

"I'm not going to hurt you!" In this circumstance, you would have taken any chance to flee, but the desperateness in his voice is what caught you. As you reached Nightsong, instead of hopping on the dragon and making a run for it, you stood by her side, hiding your hands against her as you looked at the boy cautiously. He had been running towards you, but he stopped as you stopped, keeping the same distance he had before. "I'm a friend,"

"How do I know that? How do I know you won't do something to me?" Your body pressed further into Nightsong's side, her wing shifting over to cover you protectively.

"If I meant to do something to you, I would have run off long ago to tell my tribe about it. Trust me." His hands were displayed out, a sign of offering his trust.

You couldn't help but look at him curiously. He was either very brave, or very sure of himself that he wouldn't be hurt by these two dragons and yourself. However, if he stood up to two dragons, then he must have some kind of demented bravery that borders stupidity.

"What do you want?" Even though he meant no harm, and you were fairly certain of that, you kept away, and didn't stray from Nighsong's side. You couldn't trust anyone, even if they offered their trust out on a hypothetical silver platter. He remained silent for a few moments after your inquiry, but he took a few steps closer, which earned a threatening growl from both dragons at your side. His eyes flickered to your hands resting against the dark blue scales of your dragon, despite your best efforts of trying to keep them out of sight.

"Your hands," He motioned his head to your hands. You knew what he was asking about. Reluctantly, you pulled your hands away from Nightsong's side after you looked at them, to make sure that they had returned to normal with your slowing heart and relaxing nerves. He had already seen you getting along with two dragons, not to mention noticing your hands earlier. Your secret was out, more or less. What else did you have to lose? He promised you trust, and that was the only thing that he could offer you. You held a hand out in front of you, offering it to his curious gaze. "Scales?" He took another few steps forward, only a few feet in front of you now. You heard a hiss from behind you, but knew that she wouldn't attack him if you were willing to get closer to him. He reached one of his own hands out towards yours, but you pulled back.

You assumed he understood that, so he pulled his hand back. "What happened?"

"Nothing. I was born with it." You rubbed your hands together nervously, the feeling of your scales comforting and familiar.

"How?"

Looking him directly in the eyes now, you couldn't help but notice the deep forest green of his eyes. They almost seemed to be a part of the land, the green of the foliage a part of his eyes. You also couldn't help but notice his clothes: a worn fur vest with a shirt almost the same color of his eyes. You could tell that he was a part of the land.

"I'd… rather not say." You shifted your glance to the dragons behind you, making sure that they were still present and hadn't gone into hiding.

"Why are you with those dragons?"

"Don't ask me, ask them." You threw a thumb back at their direction. "If you can that is." The boy smiled and chuckled (somewhat nervously as well as laughingly) at your light hearted statement. "This dark blue dragon found me first just the other day. Then this fellow over here" You pointed at the Nightfury standing next to Nightsong, "comes barrelling in out of nowhere."

"That's my fault, actually." He sheepishly looked at the dark dragon behind you. "I, uhh, kinda shot him down last night" The image of him shooting down that dragon flashed in your mind, but you didn't say anything. "and so I went looking for him. I found him, freed him of the binds. Although I think he considered killing me, instead, he flew here."

"Then why did you shoot him down if you just ended up freeing him?"

The boy froze, his eyebrows raising in a look of surprise and thought. The look on his face told you everything you needed to know: even he wasn't too sure of himself. Quickly, as to not frustrate him, you changed the subject. "I should probably introduce ourselves before we start to ask more questions. The dark blue dragon behind me is Nightsong," Said dragon snorted. "And I'm (y/n)." The boy looked between you and the female dragon.

"No name for him?" He gestured towards the Nightfury.

"Not yet." You said laughingly as you turned to look at the Nightfury, his ear flap flicking in acknowledgement.

You turned back to the brunet, and once he knew he had your attention, he spoke. "My name's Hiccup."