MDM's Version of How to Train Your Dragon
A/N: Hey, Dragon Riders! I am back with more of my version of HTTYD!
To TafaniG, I got your list. I LOVE your OCs! I just have one concern: their dragons. Those dragons are species not introduced in the series yet, except the Seashocker. If I use them, they'll have dragons that already have been introduced, if they must be unique species. We'll PM this discussion later if you want. Just let me know.
Now, here's Chapter 8! Roll it.
Chapter 8
Book of Dragons
The Misfit Trio eventually entered the Great Hall in time for dinner, all of them sopping wet to the bone. As they came to the table where the recruits were dining, Gobber was doing a quick review of the day's training.
"All right, where did Astrid go wrong in the ring today?" He asked.
Astrid answered that question herself. "I mistimed my somersault dive. It was sloppy. It threw off my reverse tumble." That was just like her, criticizing every move she made, probably even her own gait.
"Yeah, we noticed." A sarcastic Ruffnut piped in. Even the most dim-witted Vikings can see Astrid's perfectionist self.
"No, you were great. That was so 'Astrid'." Snotlout said, trying to make a move. The Misfit Trio just rolled their eyes at his inability to take a hint.
"She's right." Gobber said, getting the review back on topic. "You have to be hard on yourself."
The Misfit Trio each took a plate with food and sat down at a separate table, and it was not just because of the others not leaving them spots to sit. "Where did Hiccup go wrong?" Gobber asked. The three friends only gave him a harsh look for bringing them into the conversation.
"Uh, he showed up?" Ruffnut guessed.
"He didn't get blasted?" Tuffnut played on that little game. The twins were shut up by a harsh glare from Ragnar.
"He's never where he should be." Astrid said, ever sounding indifferent.
A knife suddenly whizzed through the air and got the blade stuck in the wooden beam nearest to Astrid's head. Everyone jumped back slightly and saw Juno with her forearm extended from the throw, and with a murderous glare.
"Don't act like you know everything, Hofferson." She all but growled at her.
"Another quick thing about where you went wrong: you left the three of us to fend for ourselves." She continued, gesturing to Hiccup and Ragnar. "That shows unreliability in battle. Keep that in mind."
Juno then sat down, still narrowing her eyes at Astrid, who was copying her glare. Finally, Gobber decided to break the thick tension.
"Well then," he began, clearing his throat. "Now that that notice has been notified, we now must know what we'll be up against."
Gobber then brushed away some empty plates and threw down an old leather-bound book with the Berk crest stamped into the cover. "The Dragon Manual." He announced. "Everything we know about every dragon we know."
A clap of thunder was then heard from outside the Great Hall. "No attacks tonight." Gobber said with a sigh of relief.
He then got up to leave. "Take this time to study up."
"Wait." Tuffnut said, with an expression between confused and horrified. "You mean read?"
"While we're still alive?" Ruffnut complained.
"Why read when you could just kill the things the words tell you about?" Snotlout asked, being ever so dim-witted.
"Uh, so you don't get killed in the first ten seconds of a fight, dumbbell?" Ragnar joked from the next table. Hiccup and Juno both bit their tongues to keep from laughing.
Before Snotlout could retort back at the sassy Iverson boy, Fishlegs piped in. "Oh, I read it like, seven times!" He said eagerly. "There's this water dragon that shoots boiling water at your face. And, there's this other dragon that buries itself-"
"Yeah, that sounds interesting." Tuffnut interrupted with a bored expression. "There was a chance I was going to read it."
"But, now..." Ruffnut continued.
"You guys read. I'll go kill stuff." Snotlout said.
He got up to leave, the twins a few steps behind him. Fishlegs followed them, eager to share more. Hiccup got up from his seat and shyly approached Astrid.
"So, I guess the four of us will share?" He asked.
"Read it." Astrid said indifferently and got up to leave, not before seeing Juno's burning gaze, threatening her to do that again.
"Oh, all ours then. Wow. Okay, so I guess I'll see you-" He was cut off by a door slam.
Ragnar heard Juno almost snarling through her teeth. "Relax. She did nothing bad." He said.
"Well, if Ms. High-and-Mighty does something like that again, I'll strangle her!" Juno growled, banging her fist on the table to prove her threat.
"Come on, guys." Hiccup said. "Let's study up."
A few minutes later, after the Great Hall cleared out, the Misfit Trio lit a couple of candles and set them on the table. Hiccup opened the Book of Dragons and began to read out loud.
"Dragon classifications. Strike Class. Fear Class. Mystery Class."
Ragnar turned a page and continued reading. The page showed a short dragon with a wide mouth filled with teeth.
"Thunderdrum. This reclusive dragon inhabits dark, secluded caves and tide pools. When startled, the Thunderdrum can produce a concussive sound that can kill a man at close range. Extremely dangerous. Kill on sight."
Juno turned a couple of pages and began her turn. This page showed a huge dragon with gigantic wings.
"Timberjack. This gigantic creature has razor-sharp wings that can slice through full-grown trees. Extremely dangerous. Kill on sight."
Hiccup turned the page and saw the dragon that Fishlegs was talking about earlier. It was huge, with a long neck and huge stomach.
"Scauldron. Sprays scalding water at its victims. Extremely dangerous."
A clap of thunder and a flash of lighting made the Misfit Trio jump in their seats with a yelp. But they soon relaxed and Ragnar continued reading.
"Changewing. Even newly hatched dragons can spray acid. Kill on sight." This dragon had a long reptilian body, with fangs sticking out of its jaw like a crocodile.
Juno began skimming through the pages. "Gronckle. Zippleback. The Skrill. Boneknapper. Whispering Death."
Hiccup continued skimming. "Burns its victims. Buries its victims. Chokes its victims. Turns its victims inside out." That last one made the Misfit Trio shudder, each making a mental note to be sure to never cross paths with that dragon.
Ragnar joined in their skimming. "Extremely dangerous. Extremely dangerous."
"Kill on sight. Kill on sight. Kill on sight." Juno turned a few more pages until she stopped at an almost blank page. She and Ragnar held their breaths as Hiccup read it.
"Night Fury. Speed, unknown. Size, unknown. The unholy offspring of lightning and death itself. Never engage this dragon. Your only chance: hide and pray one does not find you."
Hiccup got out his journal and opened it to his sketch of the Night Fury. As he placed it on top of the Book of Dragons, he turned to his friends. "Are you guys thinking what I'm thinking?" He asked.
They nodded. "We need to see him again." Ragnar said.
"After training tomorrow, we'll head back there." Juno suggested. The boys nodded their heads, agreeing with her.
Out at sea, a few ships filled with Vikings armed to the teeth floated across the ocean. "I can almost smell them." Stoick said, expertly masking his anxiousness. "They're close."
He then turned to look at the thick fog bank hiding the nest. "Take us in!" He ordered.
The boats all slowly turned to port side and into the fog bank. As all of them became shrouded in the mist, a fierce shriek pierced the air, as well as a shadow of a dragon flying above.
A/N: Whew! How's that for a cliffhanger? If that even is a cliffhanger. Oh, well.
I'm loving the reviews you guys are giving. I honestly thought that this story wasn't really worth it. But, you guys show that it is.
I'll try to post a new chapter every week. I'll let you guys know if any difficulties arise so you guys won't get angry and start throwing swords at the computer. Next chapter, we'll see someone finally explode, and it's not going to be pretty.
Well, I'll see you guys in Chapter 9!
Got to fly! ;)