Thank you guys so much for your feedback. You all are helping me so much on this story. And thanks to everyone who corrected my on "Toothless's" instead of "Toothless'". I never would've figured that out on my own. I also want to thank CoolerTHEMANPLZ again for helping me on the second chapter. I was debating whether I should do third person or first and I kept switching back and forth between the two. Again, thank you all for being such a big help. Also Toothless's point of view will be in the next chapter.

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Dragon Training Begins

I walked behind the group of teens, carrying the axe my father handed me, as we neared the arena. A place I hoped I would never have to go to. Gobber was leading us. He grasped the gates that lead into the arena.

"Welcome to dragon training!" he announced as the gate opened. It revealed many cages that were locked down so tightly, I thought that Dagur would be kept in there.

Ashter was the first one in. Then the twins, Ruffnut and Tuffnut, after them were Snotlout and Fishlegs. They were all talking about mauling, scars, and other bloody things that were way too detailed for me. I almost hacked up my breakfast. The axe was weighing me down way too much. I dashed passed the others (almost knocking Snotlout over in the process. Gosh I was so close to getting her to fall over.) and laid the axe near the weapon rack. I took out a dagger. A way easier weapon to use.

I heard Snotlout chuckle. "What? Little Hali's too small for a real weapon?" I sighed, fairly annoyed at her right now. "Bet she can't even lift a five-year-old's axe. Ha!"

"Oh shut up, you half-troll!" I shouted at her. Now was not the time to mess with me. She flinched. That term was not used loosely. I stepped forward menacingly. I was about to lunge towards her until Gobber caught the collar of my tunic and picked me up into the air.

"Why do you always grab my collar?!" I complained. He let go before I could do any damage to him. We all formed a line in the center of the arena.

"Alright!" he began. "Every weekday there will be a different class. Monday is weapons, Tuesday is dragon studies, Wednesday is actual dragon fighting, Thursday is strategy, and Friday will be a test to see what you have learned." This resulted in a groan from the class except for me. I would rather take a million tests than fight a dragon. "Now, the dragons. The Deadly Nadder!"

I was silently praying that Fishlegs, who was next to me, wouldn't start listing off the statistics. "Speed eight, armor sixteen." He listed them!

"The Hideous Zippleback!"

"Plus eleven stealth times two!" Fishlegs was starting to grow louder.

"The Monstrous Nightmare."

"Firepower fifteen!"

"The Terrible Terror!"

"Attack eight, venom twelve!" Okay now he was practically shouting in my ear.

"WILL YOU STOP THAT!" Gobber cut him off. I mouthed 'thank you' to him as I caught his eye. He nodded curtly. "And... the Gronckle." He placed his hand on the lever.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! Aren't you going to teach us first?" Snotlout asked, a little freaked out.

"Not today. Today's Wednesday!" Gobber replied.

"Learning on the job?" I asked, imitating his accent. He laughed and pulled the lever. The Gronckle burst out of its cage. We all scattered in different directions.

"Today is all about survival! If you get blasted, you're out!" he told us from across the room.

That made me worry. "Uh, what happens if we're blasted and literally are out?" I ducked to dodge an incoming fireball. I swore I saw Ashter pale slightly. I shook that thought away and turned back to Gobber. He looked slightly pale as well. What was with everyone and paling today?

"You wont," he said in an unconvincing voice. "Anyways! What's the first thing you're going to need when in a battle?"

Thinking fast I shouted, "A doctor?" I remembered the last few burns I got in a raid. Still have them and the pain still bugs me.

"Plus five speed?" Fishlegs guessed. What was that supposed to mean?

"A shield!" Ashter shouted confidently. Of course he would know what to do.

"Shields go!" Gobber commanded us. We all dashed for the shields. I personally didn't care which shield I got. As long as it would keep me alive. I was soon pushed aside, my shield on me, by my idiot cousin. And that's an understatement. She seemed to be trying to 'warm up' to Ashter. I shook my head disapprovingly as I headed for a wooden board that was currently standing.

I heard the twins fighting over a shield. I rolled my eyes. It is a dang shield! Just grab one and go! But they didn't I heard the Gronckle fire at them. I had to stifle a laugh in case the Gronckle heard me.

"You're most important thing in battle is your shield. If you have to choose between a sword and a shield, take the shield!" I heard Gobber telling us. He seemed to have spotted me. "Hali, get in there!"

"Nah I'm good." I replied, staying behind the wooden board. I heard Gobber coming towards me. Then he picked me up around my stomach. I managed to grab onto the wall.

"Hali, let go would ya!" he told me as he began to try and pry me off the wall. Apparently seeing that I wasn't going to give up, he signaled the Gronckle this way. I glared at Gobber and let go of the wall. He nodded and I ran for the opposite wall, nearly dodging the dragon.

"Every dragon has a different shot limit," Gobber instructed us. "What is the shot limit of a Gronckle?"

"Five?" Snotlout guessed. Really? Even I knew the shot limit of a Gronckle was...

"No, six!" Fishlegs shouted. Thank you for interrupting my thoughts, Fishlegs.

"Correct six! That's one for each of you!" Gobber praised. That was not what I needed to hear. I heard Fishlegs mumble something before his shield was blasted. He screamed and ran towards Gobber.

'How does he not get bullied?' I thought. I ran straight for the opposite wall and heard Snotlout trying to get Ashter to notice her.

"... you should come by sometime to work out. You look like you work out." she was saying to him. I saw Ashter roll away just as the Gronckle came towards Snotlout; I had to stifle a laugh. Snotlout staggered backwards as the Gronckle knocked into her.

"Snotlout, you have to hit the dragon! Not the other way around!" Gobber called to her. Snotlout glared at him before dashing towards him and the others. I saw Ashter run towards me.

"So, just you and me?" I asked casually.

"Nope just you." he replied as he rolled away. I was confused for a split second until the Gronckle blasted my shield off of me. I staggered backwards and my shield was rolling away from me. Shouldn't I be out already?

I ran towards my shield, the Gronckle close behind me. I didn't dare look back. I jumped towards my shield but was knocked into the wall by the Gronckle. I saw a fire build up in the Gronckle's throat.

"Oh this is not going to end well!" I said as I braced myself against the wall. The Gronckle stopped its fire and looked at me quizzically for a moment before it was dragged away by a hook that was in its mouth. I was breathing heavily as my mind kept replaying what had happened. Why were all the dragons that at first trying to attack me but now their not?

I only just came back to reality when I heard Gobber shouting, "Go back to bed you overgrown sausage!" He practically tossed the Gronckle into its cage. He shut the cage door tightly. "You'll get another chance, don't you worry." The rest of the class walked up, all of them panting heavily. "Remember, a dragon will always-" he turned to me. "always go for the kill." He pulled me up. My mind was buzzing. That Night Fury; he didn't go for the kill. He pretty much did the opposite.

The teens left the arena, leaving me to my thoughts. Were the dragons really as bad as we thought? I decided it was time to find that out for myself. I ran swiftly out of the arena and towards the storage shed, hoping to get at least a couple of fish. I scanned the shed and my eyes stopped on a fish basket.

'No one would mind if I took just a couple of fish.' I thought. I stealthily sneaked a couple of fish out from the basket. I then darted out the back door and into the forest, hoping that I would remember the way to Sunhigh Cove.

I know short chapter. But the next one will have Toothless's POV. Promise. See you guys later!