Disclaimer: I do not own How to Train Your Dragon and do not own any of the character. Halla and Ash are based on character from the movie, but have been modified for my story

Since it is my first fanfiction reviews would be nice thanks enjoy

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speaking "..."

Halla's point of view

My mind was flashing from the present to the past. My breath was shallow, my body was shaking, and my knees felt weak. 'Move…damn it…MOVE' I thought, but my body not responding. As the Monstrous Nightmare got closer, I felt fainter, I felt cold.

'Mom…help me…mom' I thought trying to regain control of my breathing. The image of my mother dying was coming back from the dark corner of my mind that I had locked it away in.

The Nightmare stopped, its face somewhat neutral.

It was watching me…examining me.

My heart stopped beating, and I could feel my knees about to collapse under my wait.

The dragon brought his face closer to mine. As I tried to move away from him, I stumbled over my feet and fell to the ground. The dragon still advanced and with a "ROOOOAAAARRRR" my heart was restarted and like the useless fishbone I am…I ran.

I didn't dare look back when I felt a lick of flame touch my neck. I didn't dare look back when I heard the other dragons start to move. I didn't dare look back when I heard the sounds of multiple wings flapping.

'If I run a little faster maybe I can find help maybe some-' my thoughts were caught off when the Zippleback landed in front of me.

I fell to the ground when I tried to stop myself from bumping into the Zippleback. As it crept closer I crawled backwards. The Zippleback got closer and closer. It's heads were reared back, one head opening its mouth to release its gas while the other was getting ready to set me on fire. As the Zippleback seemed ready to end my life, it stopped. It's eyes widened and its nostrils flared as it took another deep whiff, one head moving to sniff my shoulder. It paused before screeching in terror and backing away. I lifted my jacket and saw that through out everything the eel was still on my shoulder. 'That's right dragons don't like eel' I thought standing up and moving closer to Zippleback. 'Toothless...looks like you saved me.' "Back…go on back up…don't make we tell you again" I shouted, stepping closer. It screeched and shuffled away from me. When I launched myself at the dragon it gave one final screech before flying off. I smiled to myself as I watched the Zippleback fly away.

But that smile was short lived when I heard another couple of thumps. Standing behind me was the Scarface Nightmare, the Deadly Nadder, and the Gronkle. 'That's right this isn't over' I thought, turning around slowly to face the Scarface Nightmare.

As the other two dragons stepped forwards the Nightmare snapped at them, the Nadder and Gronkle quickly stepping back, their heads bowed.

As the Nightmare stood watching me again with his eye, teeth barred. I could feel my body freezing on me again. I could feel something cold tighten around my heart and expand throughout my arms and legs. It clawed at my inside. It tightened around my spine. It constricted my ribcage. It wasn't long until it reached my knees and I feel.

Nothing mattered at this moment. Nothing mattered except this Nightmare and I.

As I watched this Nightmare, nothing else seemed real.

I watched as it set it's self on fire again, I watched unmoving as it expanded its wings, I watched as it throw its head back in a roar that sounds so much like a mock laughter. The laugh that I hear all the time back in the village, the same laugh that my father gave me when I first announced I was going to be a dragon killer. The laugh that told me I was nothing more than a bad joke that was meant to be dismissed.

The Nightmare extinguished its flame, snarling at me. What was it expecting a…a fight…a hysterical tear jerking plea to live…'Was my life that unimportant that I won't even fight to keep it.' I thought, still watching the Nightmare 'is this all I can do…watch. I watched as my mother got killed, I watched as Stoic got more distant. I always just watched. I never acted…until...'

The dragon opened its mouth a hint of orange and red growing in the back of his throat.

Another memory flashed through my head. A dragon I had never seen before. A beast that was so feared, so mighty caught in a trap made by me. How his eyes closed, how he had given up on life, how he had accepted his end. 'Toothless.' He had given me the right to live, he allowed me to be his friend, he didn't hate me even though he had every reason to…

'That's right I never acted until I meet Toothless. I chose to befriend him than kill him. I chose to be the one Viking that refused to kill a dragon…why?'

The fire in the Nightmares mouth was growing bigger, its mouth opening further.

'In that moment I chose to be me and not a Viking and instead of killing a dragon I made a promise to one…I made a promise to Toothless'

My body didn't feel so cold, my breath didn't seem as short, my limbs started to feel less like lead.

'I can't…no…I WON'T let him down.'

The Nightmare spat out its flame…and I rolled to the side to avoid it.

The Nightmare examined me curiously.

'I would never hurt Toothless,' I thought standing up, facing my living breathing nightmare.

'But you aren't Toothless.'