Post by reneedarkbard on Nov 13, 2017 12:43:47 GMT 10
Finally getting around the posting new chapters!
A/N: Schedule for posting chapters for this story is Monday and Friday. Posting a day early!
|| BOOK ONE - CHAPTER SIX ||
The Place You Call Home
"Toothless!" Hiccup said. The dragon had lunged at him as we started making our way away from him. He hit his head against Hiccup's back, letting out a rumble and narrowing his eyes at me. I don't blame him. If one of my dragons flew off with a stranger, I would start freaking out.
But Hiccup wasn't having it, "Calm down bud. I'll be back in a bit." Toothless roars, "Great. Now I'm stuck with a out of control dragon."
"Don't look at me," I said, "he's your dragon."
"And thank you for all your help," Hiccup said, "Stay here. We'll be back soon."
Toothless lets out another ear piercing screech before stomping away and settling for his sleeping spot.
Minutes later, we're crossing the forest and making our way up a hill. My eyes catch a glimpse a group of wooden caves nestled on a flat surface. There are specks wandering about, but the distance doesn't help with facial recognition.
A moment of silence passes between us. I count all the caves, and the people. It's different than what I had seen previously, Probably because of the view.
Minutes fly by before Hiccup clears his throat, "So…this is my village."
"It's…nice," I said, "What's life like in your village?"
"Like...any other village I guess," He shrugs his shoulders. When I don't respond, he continues, "You know...fishing, hunting and a charming view of the sunset. The only downsides, as most Vikings on Berk would say, are the pests..."
"The pests?" I said, tilting my head.
Hiccup scratches his head, "Dragons."
"The dragons?" I said, "oh…"
"Mostly dragon raids. Smart Vikings would leave, but not us," He leans against a tree, "we have stubbornness issues."
"How long has that being going on for? " I settle on to the grass, And what's a raid?
"A hundred and seventy-five years," Hiccup said, "but dragons have been raiding Vikings for three hundred."
"Hundred?" It seemed odd, "that seems like an unusually accurate estimate."
"We have a holiday."
What's a holiday? I frown, "A holiday?"
"Yes," Hiccup said, "What?" My eyes snap up to meet his, and silence looms around, "And you have no idea what I'm talking about," He takes a deep breath, "You know, a holiday. You eat lots of food. You remember important people. A holiday."
"Oh…" I nod my head, "…and you have a holiday for killing dragons."
"It wasn't my idea," Hiccup said.
I chuckle, "Of course not," The ideas of a "raid" flies around my mind for a moment, "A dragon raid is…?"
"H-how do you not know what a dragon raid is?" Hiccup said, "Taking livestock. Burning the village to the ground. Normal dragon…stuff."
"It doesn't look burnt," I said, Caves burn?
"We re-build," Hiccup said, "we've been here for seven generations, but every building is new."
"That sounds..." I said, "…interesting. And stupid. Very, very stupid."
"Tell me about it. I've tried talking to my father," Hiccup straightens his back, "Son, we've been here for seven generations, and I will not let these overgrown lizards scare us off."
I chuckle, eyeing the village once again. For a moment, I imagine myself wandering around the village
"I don't think I've seen you around," Hiccup said suddenly, eying me, "where do you live on Berk?"
"A..." I pause, "…beach. It's secluded. Far from here, and a mess. I don't spend much time there anymore."
"Awful. I was going to say awful," Hiccup said, "What about your parents?"
"They, uh..." I scratch my neck, "...I don't know. They dropped me off for survival training."
"I've been forced into those," Hiccup said, "How long are you going to be here?"
"Days. Weeks. Maybe months. I don't know," I look into the sky. Hopefully he doesn't see through these…whatever they are. Lies.
"That must be hard," Hiccup said.
I shrug my shoulders, "Sometimes. But what can I do?"
"You could stay in my village," Hiccup said.
"No!" I quickly exclaim...and realize my tone sounded harsher than meant, "I mean, no. It's fine. I need to learn survival…alone." My fingers trace the grass blades, "But thank you."
We spend a few more minutes staring down at the village of Berk. I think of all the people that live there. I tighten my grip on a blade of grass, and wonder if Vikings would accept me. "So...Toothless is a Night Fury?" The dragon doesn't budge from Hiccup's side. As soon as we had gotten back to the cove, he had bounded towards us. He didn't attack me this time...but I still saw something in his eyes screaming 'Get away from us you bug!'
Hiccup nods, "Yes."
"He's amazing," I stop counting how many times I manage to utter that phrase. His features are beyond stunning; even the way he glared and growled in warning. But now I had something to test, "May I?"
"Please. Be my guest."
In front of me is a fish. I can only guess it was from the basket of fish Hiccup had brought with him. But it didn't matter. Toothless watches me as I pick up the fish and slowly approach him. His shoulders tense and another low growl rips the silence. He glances to my side, and I realize he's looking at the daggers strapped to my side. I take them out, noting his growling intensifying, and toss them behind me.
I approach slowly; ready to back up if needed.
Slowly, I toss the fish towards him and wait. He glances up at me, and then approaches the fish with caution.
I watch as he grabs the fish with his mouth and tosses it into the air, catching and swallowing in one swift motion. He looks back at me, and tilts his head.
"I don't have anymore," I wish I did. Toothless rolls his eyes and sits down, growling slightly.
"That was-" Hiccup said.
"Normal," I said, "every dragon has its price. Toothless is no different," Toothless's eyes squint and he glares, "…somewhat."
"Sunset," Hiccup looks above. The darkness was already beginning to settle and an orangish color was spread throughout the sky, "I'll be back tomorrow bud."
Toothless watches Hiccup as he gathers his things; a map, a brown thing that reminded me of a snake, and the prosthetic tail, "Guess it's back to the drawing board."
"You know…I know a lot about dragon tails," I find myself shifting my gaze to Toothless's tail, "I could help you fix it so you can...fly."
"You-you don't have to do that…"
"I want to. Dragons fascinate me." I hope he agrees, "It would be a chance to grow in knowledge and understanding. Besides, riding a dragon is hard. Helping a dragon with half a tail fly is probably harder."
Hiccup scowls, "You just said IS hard."
I panic, "Did I say that!? I meant PROBABLY hard," I look away, "Because, you know, riding a dragon is impossible," I chuckle nervously and start playing with my fingers.
Luckily Hiccup didn't push it, "Well, if you really want to help…"
"And I do!"
"I could use all the help I can get," He smiles, "And I wouldn't mind helping you search for your missing dragons."
"You would help...me?"
"It'll be easier on the back of a dragon. We could explore islands we've never seen before!" He pats Toothless, "You help me. I help you. That is how it works."
"Oh.." I nod, "okay then. Deal."
"When do we start?"
"Tomorrow," Hiccup scratches the back of his neck, "…after my training. You can look at my designs."
"That sounds like a plan," I nod. After we agreed to meet when the sun was at it's highest peak, we exchanged goodbyes, and Hiccup scurried home.
"Guess I should camp out here," I glance at Toothless. He glares at me, he doesn't like me. Maybe I shouldn't...but then I remember how hard it was to make camp without a dragon nearby. It feels safer to be around a dragon even if it doesn't like me much. I drop my satchel and head in the direction Hiccup went, climbing up the rocks and into the forest.
I scour the forest for hints or clues….dragon scales, foot prints, anything. I had to try. Even if they hadn't come this way recently, I'd never know! My heart longs to hear the roars and cries of my dragons as they bickered. Or to have one more cuddle with Splinter.
As the forest thickens, I catch some large footprints and follow them. They lead to a dip in the forest ground where a small herd of stubby dragons nudge each other, and sniff the rocks.
A brown dragon nudges a boulder nearest to me. I had to find a way to examine him…or her.
My hand catches the nearest trunk as I scan my surroundings, and a few feet away I spot several rocks settled on top of the cliff, Perfect! Gosh, I hope it's Splinter! I swallow the space between the rocks and myself in a moment, and gather as many as I can without dropping them. They fit in my palm. But they're enough.
I travel around the dip until I come to a small path leading in the mouth, Here goes nothing. It takes minutes for me to reach the herd…and seconds for their eyes to find my body. In that moment, they growl in unison, and begin approaching at once. As if by instinct, I lower myself and crouch towards the brown dragon who appears to be at the back of the pack.
As I get closer and closer, I slide little rocks to the nearest dragon. Each looks at me for a second as the rocks roll near them, and then they gobble them off. The hostility falls off their face.
I lift my hand and the dragons sit, still slightly hostile but not growling any longer, "It's okay," I approach the brown dragon slowly and it lets me touch it's snout. The others approach and wag their stubby tails. I kneel beside the brown dragon and check their legs.
"Sorry, girl ," I smile, "you're not who I'm looking for." The dragons follow me as I go back up the hill, "don't follow. Go back home."
I look a while longer, but have no luck and decide to head back to the cove. I get back and make a fire and cook some fish.
Toothless growls and doesn't meet my gaze. Instead, he fires slowly on to the ground and turns around slowly. He doesn't halt until his fire has made a circle around him. He turns around once more, mouth closed this time, and lies down.
I look back into my fire. It's quiet. I can hear Toothless as he breathes deeply. When the fire dies, I lay down on the ground.
The stars twinkle. I close my eyes and picture the beach; my dragons lying on the sand and sleeping soundly.
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