YES I'm back. I've kinda realised my chapters have been getting longer… heh, heh, heh… anyway. Thank you to the people who have reviewed, it helps me a lot. I need people's opinion. when this fanfiction is over should I do 'watching the TV show(s)?' I'm not promising they will be daily (I think it's impossible they will be daily) since break will be over soon and… I will have school… Anyway enjoy chapter 8!
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Thoughts
"Speech"
[Movie]
"Movie Speech"
Dragon Thoughts
"Dragon Speech"
EXT. WOODS/HIDDEN COVE - DUSK
[HICCUP, battered after another disastrous day in the ring. He
studies the remnants of the discarded bola... revealing that
he's back at the scene of the crime.]
HICCUP
(MUTTERED)
So...why didn't you?
"Yea why didn't he?" Ruffnut looks at Toothless then to Hiccup.
"Actually I don't really know!"
Toothless looks to Hiccup then to Ruffnut "I didn't kill him because he didn't kill me he looked terrified"
Tuffnut looks around the theatre looking for his sister. She can't of gone far seriously! I thought she was… eh… was… I don't know…
[He drops the bola and presses on in the direction it flew
off. He drops into a rocky crevice and follows it to an...
ISOLATED COVE complete with a pristine spring pool. He scans
the high stone walls... then notices a single black SCALE on
the ground. He crouches and picks it up, studying it.]
HICCUP (CONT'D)
Well this was stupid.
Stoick looks to the group at the far side of the room (next to the barrier) why is Hiccup sitting near the dragons? And what's the black lump on the floor the kids are leaning against. "yes it is stupid son"
Hiccup shrugs his shoulders.
[SUDDENLY, the NIGHT FURY blasts past him. Hiccup recoils,
watching the massive beast struggle to climb the walls. It
flaps violently, then peels away to a rough landing. The
dragon is trapped.]
Stoick shakes his head at his son's antics.
Tuffnut spots his twin and walks towards the group.
"Is that a terrible terror?" Ruffnut points to the dragon Hiccup is holding.
"Yea do you want him?" Hiccup passes the dragon to the twin as she nods her head vigorously up and down.
Ruffnut smiles gently patting the small dragon.
Tuffnut continues to walk towards the group when he notices the dragon on the floor.
"Awesome!" he runs towards the group and sits down.
"Who's the dragon belong to?" the group points to Hiccup
"Can I sit?" Hiccup nods his head and they look back to the screen.
[Hiccup grins, excited to see it again, and slips closer.
He watches as the dragon, exhausted and frustrated, leaps
into the air, beating its wings furiously. Again and again,
it rolls uncontrolled and CRASHES heavily.]
The group and dragons wince.
As if remembering to snap a photo, Hiccup pulls a leather-
bound book and flips past drawings of weapons to a blank
page. He sketches the dragon quickly, desperate to record the
image.]
"You're an amazing drawer Hiccup" Fishlegs smiles at Hiccup and notices the group around him.
"Thanks Fish!"
"Yea your amazing do you think you could draw me?" Ruffnut shoves her brother in the shoulder waking the little dragon.
"I mean us… all of us" he points to himself the terror and his sister.
"whatever"
The Fury claws at the steep rock walls, trying climb out of
the cove. It SLIPS and falls hard, crushing several saplings.
The Fury rolls back to his feet and slowly crawls to the
water's edge. He spots fish in the shallow water and snaps at
them... but comes up empty. He lowers his head, looking
weakened.]
HICCUP (CONT'D)
(MUTTERED)
Why don't you just...fly away?
[ON HICCUP as he spots the problem. He adjusts his drawing,
carefully erasing one half of the dragon's tail.}
The audience gasp A downed dragon is a dead dragon!
He
accidentally drops the charcoal stick. It rolls off of the
rock outcropping that hides him from view and bounces into
the cove. TINK. TINK. TINK.
The Night Fury raises his head, spotting Hiccup. They
exchange a profound, unflinching stare.]
"Awesome" the twins mutter
DISSOLVE TO:
INT. GREAT HALL - NIGHT
[A storm is brewing outside. The great doors rattle on their
hinges.]
GOBBER (O.S.)
Alright. Where did Astrid go wrong
in the ring today?
[The recruits are seated at a table, eating dinner by the glow
of the fire pit.]
ASTRID
I mistimed my summersault dive. It
was sloppy. It threw off my
reverse tumble.
[Eye rolls from the group.]
RUFFNUT
(SARCASTIC)
Yeah. We noticed.
"Totally Astrid… You need to chillax… see what I did there chill and relax" Astrid rolls her eyes.
SNOTLOUT
(grabbing Astrid's hand)
No, no, you were great. That was
so 'Astrid'.
Snotlout smiles at Astrid "you were perfect" Astrid gags.
GOBBER
She's right, you have to be tough
on yourselves.
[CREAK. All eyes turn to Hiccup, entering the hall,
sheepishly. Gobber glares at him.]
GOBBER (CONT'D)
(glaring at Hiccup)
Where did Hiccup go wrong?
[He tries to take a seat at the table...]
RUFFNUT
He showed up.
Ruffnut smiles apologetically at Hiccup.
TUFFNUT
He didn't get eaten.
[... but the recruits keep closing the gaps. Rolling his eyes,
Hiccup sits at the vacant table next to them.]
ASTRID
He's never where he should be.
"I'm never where I should be 'cause I'm never where I want to be" the others nod in agreement.
Astrid also smiles apologetically at Hiccup, squeezing is hand.
Hiccup squeezes Astrid's hand as he forgives her and the others around him.
GOBBER
Thank you, Astrid.
[Gobber stands.]
GOBBER (CONT'D)
You need to live and breathe this
stuff.
"I think I'll stick to air thanks" The twins snicker.
[Gobber lays a giant book in the center of the table.]
GOBBER (CONT'D)
The dragon manual. Everything we
know about every dragon we know of.
"Not everything" Fishlegs mutters.
[A RUMBLE of thunder shakes the hall. Rain pours down outside.]
GOBBER (CONT'D)
No attacks tonight. Study up.
Stoick looks at Gobber "you left them to read Gobber! To read!"
[Gobber EXITS into the storm, leaving the teens staring at the
book.]
TUFFNUT
(you've got to be kidding)
Wait, you mean read?
RUFFNUT
While we're still alive?
Astrid rolls her eyes. "Yea you can totally read when you're dead"
SNOTLOUT
Why read words when you can just
kill the stuff the words tell you
stuff about?
FISHLEGS
Oh! I've read it like, seven times.
There's this water dragon that
sprays boiling water at your face.
And there's this other one that
buries itself for like a week...
[The teens stare as Fishlegs goes on too long.]
TUFFNUT
Yeah, that sounds great. There was
a chance I was going to read
that...
RUFFNUT
...but now...
[Snotlout gets up to go.]
SNOTLOUT
You guys read, I'll go kill stuff.
[The others follow, with Fishlegs in tow.]
FISHLEGS
Oh and there's this other one that
has these spines that look like
trees...
[Astrid is the last to go.]
HICCUP
So I guess we'll share-
ASTRID
Read it.
Ruffnut looks at Astrid. "How rude" she mocks playfully
[She pushes it toward him and leaves.]
HICCUP
All mine then. Wow, so okay. I'll
SEE YOU-
Slam.
HICCUP (CONT'D)
Tomorrow.
The group stares at Hiccup. He chuckles nervously then hides under Toothless' wing.
SIGH.
DISSOLVE TO:
INT. GREAT HALL - LATE NIGHT
ON HICCUP'S HAND
[OPENING the massive book. Thunder BOOMS outside. The hall is
vacant and dark, but for the few candles he's pulled
together.
Hiccup pours through page after page of strange and
frightening dragons.]
HICCUP (V.O.)
Dragon classifications. Strike
class. Fear class. Mystery class.
[Hiccup turns the page.]
Tuffnut looks at his sister and shrugs "Heh I guess we don't have to read it after all, Hiccup's doing it for us"
The group stare at Tuffnut. He actually said something smart.
HICCUP (V.O.) (CONT'D)
Thunderdrum. This reclusive dragon
inhabits sea caves and dark tide
pools.
HICCUP (V.O.) (CONT'D)
When startled, the Thunderdrum
produces a concussive sound that
can kill a man at close range.
Extremely dangerous. Kill on sight.
The twins mouth drops open.
[Hiccup's eyes drift to a lurid illustration of decapitated
Vikings. Another page, another dragon.]
HICCUP (V.O.) (CONT'D)
Timberjack. This gigantic creature
has razor sharp wings that can
slice through full grown
trees...extremely dangerous. Kill
on sight.
Hope looks at Stoick and Gobber "is everything kill on sight?"
"not everything…"
[The illustrations seem to take on a life of their own,
shifting and squirming in the candlelight.]
HICCUP (V.O.) (CONT'D)
Scauldron. Sprays scalding water at
its victim. Extremely dangerous.
[The storm outside rages against the shuttered windows. Hiccup
is startled, but presses on.]
'Ha ha Hiccup is afraid of a litte storm" Snotlout whimpers and sinks into his seat trying to hide. The teens roll their eyes.
HICCUP (CONT'D)
Changewing. Even newly hatched
dragons can spray acid. Kill on
sight.
[He begins flipping through the pages. A blur of dragons...]
"what ya looking for son?"
HICCUP (CONT'D)
Gronckle. Zippleback.
The Skrill.
Bone Knapper.
Whispering Death.
Burns its victims.
Buries its
victims.
Chokes its victims.
Turns
its victims inside-out.
Extremely dangerous.
Extremely
dangerous.
Kill on sight.
Kill on sight.
Kill on sight...
[Hiccup finally lands upon the page he's been looking for.]
HICCUP (V.O.) (CONT'D)
Night Fury.
[It's BLANK - no image, save for a few, sparse details.]
HICCUP (CONT'D)
Speed unknown. Size unknown. The
unholy offspring of lightning and
death itself.
HICCUP (CONT'D)
Never engage this dragon. Your only
chance, hide and pray it does not
find you.
[Hiccup pulls his sketchbook out of his vest and opens it to
his drawing of Toothless. He lays it over the book's blank
page and considers it.
CLOSE ON the drawing of Toothless...]
The twins smirk at each other. He was joining their side, the crazy side!
MATCH CUT TO:
EXT. HIGH SEAS - DAWN
[A painted DRAGON, with a sword run through it. It's the
billowing sail of Stoick's ship.
Stoick hovers over the familiar nautical map - his eyes on
the uncharted corner, swirling in mist and illustrations of
dragons.]
STOICK
I can almost smell them. They're
close. Steady.
Fishlegs looks disgusted "you can smell dragons, that's just gross"
"Unless you're a bloodhound, that's a completely different story!"
[Stoick raises his gaze to...
AN EPIC FOG BANK, towering from sky to sea like a bruised,
daunting curtain, beyond which nothing is visible. The three
ships drift alongside it, skirting its solid edge, looking
for an opening.
ON DECK the crewmen mill nervously, all too aware of what
Stoick is considering.]
STOICK (CONT'D)
Take us in.
[The helmsman steers Stoick's ship into the fog. The men draw
their weapons, prepping for the worst.]
VIKING
Hard to port... for Helheim's gate.
[The first ship disappears into the whiteout, followed by the
other two.]
A BEAT
[Suddenly a flash of light. A silhouette of a dragon. Hollers.
Sounds of splitting and shattering wood. Plunges into the
water. Another bright flash.]
Stoick looks to the crowd "you don't want to know" answering many silent questions.
MATCH CUT TO:
Chapter 8 down pact! Did you like it? Donut break then I'll start writing the 9th chapter! I'm doing to chapters back-to-back today. Till next chapter
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