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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Halla point of view:

I woke up nice and warm the norm when I slept underneath Toothless' wing. As I struggled to fully wake up I could hear the sound of leather opening and closing. The sound was kind of annoying and soon became enough of a nuisance for me to fully wake up. I squirmed under Toothless' wing and Toothless lifted his wing allow me to get up. I sluggishly crawled away from him, shifting so that I was sitting in front of him stretching my arms with a yawn.

Toothless kept on lifting his tail and than slamming it back on the ground causing the prosthetic to open and close making that annoying noise over and over again. Finally after the umpteenth time I snapped "alright enough." I shouted, Toothless slammed his tail on the ground once more and stared at me. That was until he made a dash for the entrance of the cave nearly running me over. Once he was out of the cave he started to slam his tail on the ground again this time with a more frequent pace.

"Toothless that's not funny" I said, getting out of the cave, but Toothless continued to make that ridiculous noise. I grounded my teeth together not completely sure why it was so annoying it just was. I chased after him, knowing that it was pointless, but at least the noise stopped.

I'm not sure how long we played chase the dragon, but finally after a while we were both laying on the ground me exhausted and Toothless giving me a sheepish grin. "You suck," I say taking a deep breath "who needs training, chasing after you is enough." I complained. Toothless gave a chuckle lifting his tail up again, but I had the prosthetic in my lap. "Not funny" I said before inspecting the prosthetic in my lap. "Hmm I'm gonna have to create some sort of control for this. Hmm maybe I could…no that wouldn't work…what I would need is to…but how could I…uhhh" I groaned leaning my head back against Toothless who kept on staring at me.

I looked at him and said, "We have the first part done, but there is still a lot we have to get done" He nuzzled my head giving me some type of encouragement. I sighed still thinking of how to make this prosthetic workable, my head swimming with different ideas.

I sighed again and looked around the cove "No Scarlet again, I hope she stays safe." I muttered standing up the prosthetic tucked safely under my arm as I walked over to empty baskets. I placed the prosthetic in one of the empty basket before placing it on my back. 'If anything I can work on it after training' I thought as Toothless followed me. I left the cloak on the ground still worried about other Vikings finding the only solid piece of evidence that I helped Scarlet escape and started to rope the other basket on my pulley system.

"I'll be back later tonight with some more fish alright," I said, scratching his neck. He made a purring noise and gave a short nod. I climbed the wall and pulled up the other basket noticing that my shoulder and side only gave a dull throb. I waved goodbye to Toothless and made the walk home one basket on my back the other being dragged half the time.

By the time I made it back to the house I dumped the baskets in the food shed ran upstairs to change into my throwing knife belt and top. However as I tightened the belt closer to me I finally realized that I couldn't use them on a dragon. I mean the only dragon I want dead was the Scarface dragon, that's the only dragon I want to hurt even kill. I bit my lip wondering what I should do before an idea came into my head. I quickly found my pair of gloves and head to the food shack before running to the arena.

By the time I got to the arena Gobber was handing out buckets of water to all the teens. "Today" started Gobber "is all about teamwork." He said stepping back as the teens focused on Gobber.

Suddenly the door blasted open startling me to the point I nearly dropped my bucket. A cloud of greenish grey gas started to engulf the arena. "Now, a wet dragon head can't light its fire. The Hideous Zippleback is extra tricky. One head breathes gas, the other head lights it. Your job is to know which is which." Soon the gas was covering at least half the arena. I took a quick look around notices that everyone had unintentional paired up as the gas started to close in. Ash was with Ruffnut. Snotlout with Tuffnut, and by default I got paired with Fishlegs.

Fishlegs and I were back to back so I could hear him muttering to himself or to me I wasn't sure. "Razor sharp, serrated teeth that inject venom for pre-digestion. Prefers ambush attack, crushing its victims in its-"

"Will you please stop that?" I snapped I don't need to be reminded how dangerous a dragon can be when I'm not even sure I can defend myself against one properly. Sure I took one three dragons by myself, Sure I went toe to claw against my mother's killer, but I was angry and stupid, running on revenge and adrenaline. I could hear the sounds of shuffling and other voices so I knew that the other teens were close.

However it wasn't until I heard the panic shouts that I started to worry until I was being shoved by Tuffnut as he screamed "Oh I'm hurt I'm very much hurt." 'Yup because that doesn't freak me out at all.' I thought, looking around the gas filled arena for any sign of either one of the Zippleback's head.

Fishlegs tensed beside me as he said "Chances of survival are dwindling to the single digits." 'Encouraging words' I thought trying to get into some type of fighting mode.

Suddenly an image emerged from the evaporating gas and I could see heads start to appear from the now thin green gas that was settling around our legs. One of the heads made its way over to us and came straight to Fishleg who with a squeal threw the water at its face. The Zippleback's jaw dropped gas pouring out of its mouth.

Fishleg gave a dry chuckle "Oh wrong head?" the dragon roared spraying gas in his face and Fishleg threw the bucket in the air as he ran away screaming. I could hear Gobber shouting his name as the dragon emerged completely from the gas to stand in front of me. "Now Halla" I heard him scream as the second head started to make sparks in its mouth.

I swung the bucket of water as hard as I could. On the plus side the water rose out of the bucket, but with my weak little arms its didn't even come close to reaching the dragon's head. "Aww come on," I said as the second head narrowed its eyes, mouth wide charging at me with a screech its wings shaking behind it. I dropped the bucket and scurried backwards, but some how tripped over my own feet.

"Halla" I heard Gobber shout. 'I hope this works' I thought as I stuck out my gloved hand up in front of me. The Zippleback paused for a moment as the first head came in close as well. It wasn't lone before its nostrils started flaring, each head shaking screeching as it started to retreat. I moved both my hands in front of me making sure that the Zippleback could smell the stench of eel. 'It works the gloves coated in eel slime actually works' I thought as I maneuvered the dragon back to its cage. "Back …Back…now don't make me tell you again," I shout waving my hands as the Zippleback went further and further into its cage. "Now think about what you've done." I said lifting my vest to reveal a fish. As I closed the door I quietly whispered a "sorry." Knowing that for some off reason dragon's hated the scent of eel, 'but it's better to scare it than harm it' I thought as I closed the door all the way shut.

As I closed the door I turned around to see the astonished faces of the entire group of teens and Gobber's slack jaw. Fishleg was so shocked he dropped his weapon as everyone else was just wide eyed. "Uhh okay so are we done…cause I have some things that I have to…uh yah okay see you tomorrow." With that I made a mad dash for the exit.

However just cause I made it out of the arena okay didn't mean I was free from stares. It seemed a few Vikings had stopped by the arena and were filled with the same shock as the teens and Gobber. I gave my sheepish smile as I made my way to the forger to start improving Toothless' prosthetic. 'I'll work a bit and than train more with my knives before going back with dinner.' I thought scurrying away from the Vikings stares.

I made it to the forger with out much problem and walked into my workroom. I took off the eel scented gloves and placed them on my corner of my desk before scavenging around my boxes again for something to help with Toothless tail. I figured I could use a piece of rope to attach to the prosthetic to make it move kind of like a string on a puppet. The real question was how was I going to stay on Toothless long enough to operate the tail. There was nothing in my workshop to help with that. "What if" I muttered aloud before grabbing a key on one of my shelved scurrying out of my room.

'If I don't have anything maybe auntie will' I thought running towards the woods to her cabin. As I ran to my destination I was stopped by a rugged yet soft voice "Halla."

I stopped looking around to see who called me only to see the village elder Gothi walking towards me. Gothi was an old women and elder, she was small, tinier than me her decorative staff was taller than her. Her skin was like leather, tight and cracked especially around her eyes. Hers eyes seemed to be a little glazed over and when she walked it was with power even though the strides were short and limp. Her hair completely gray parted in two braids under her Viking helmet, showing that in her youth she was a valiant warrior.

"Elder Gothi" I said embarrassed my face growing warm. Gothi barley talks, she only really talks to other elders and my father, but even then she only speaks on rare occasion.

"Where are you running off to child" she asked leaning into her staff in front of me.

"Just in the woods is all" I muttered nervous. When elder Gothi acknowledges your presence she looks into your eyes and its unnerving. Its like she can see everything about you past, present, and future; it made me nervous worried that she would be able to see Toothless and Scarlet.

"To your aunt's cabin" it wasn't a question. She said her eyes inwavering "That was quite impressive" I stared at her oddly, her face neutral giving no implication of what she meant.

"What was?" I asked staring down at the little women.

"The way you handled the Zippleback. No weapons, no water. Quite impressive I can honestly say I have never seen anything like it" her words were meant to be a compliment, but with the tone she used they sounded off.

"Thank you," I said, unsure of what to say. She kept staring at me before finally she closed her eyes and looked down shifting her staff.

"You should be careful Halla." She finally said, her voice sending a chill down my spine causing me to stand a little straighter.

It was another moment before I asked "Of what exactly?" the way she said it made it sound like a threat more than a warning.

"You should be careful to remember what's important to you." She said raising her head again "It is easy for us to lose our self to the ambitions and dreams of others. Its easy for us to stray from tradition and lose just who we are meant to be" My eyes widened at her words. I opened my mouth to retaliate, but I couldn't speak. Did she know? Did she know about the dragons? Did she see me sneak the fish to the Zippleback? My heart clenched in panic. "Just be carful dear you never know how dangerous something truly is until it's to late." With that she walked or rather shuffled away. I could only stare at her retreating form before I turned back towards the forest.

At first it was a simple walk than it turned into a sprint until I found myself running. Her words running around in my head 'There is no way she knows about Toothless and Scarlet' I thought my head pounding from all the different possibilities 'she's probably talking about auntie and the knives. She's worried that the so-called outsides will affect me and she has every right to worry cause they are. She just wants to remind me of my supposed Viking pride. That's all.' At least that's what I tried to convince myself as I made it to Aunties cabin.