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Post by toothless11 on Feb 9, 2011 19:24:40 GMT -5
Let me guess, the shadow lord dragon is Ivar's dragon? I'm just guessing lol.
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Post by Avian on Feb 10, 2011 2:36:33 GMT -5
Good, but to me Toothless seems a little more intellegent than being like a puppy. And I don't like Hiccup being Toothless's "master". They formed a bond and are friends. They depend on eachother, so they would likely undertand eachother.
One more gripe, no more crying for Toothless. Hiccup should have told Toothless to remain behind and to watch over the other dragons, not crying.
Still good though.
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Post by toothless11 on Feb 10, 2011 18:26:11 GMT -5
Good, but to me Toothless seems a little more intellegent than being like a puppy. And I don't like Hiccup being Toothless's "master". They formed a bond and are friends. They depend on eachother, so they would likely undertand eachother. That's the exact same thing I always think about whe someone says Toothless is Hiccup's "pet" or something.
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Post by mrjop2 on Feb 10, 2011 21:23:42 GMT -5
I do agree, Hiccup and Toothless' has a stronger bond than that of a pet and master, in fact that is pretty much the lesson that is learned in this story, but technically speaking, Toothless is a pet. Hiccup even called the dragons their pets in the movie.
I see it more like Timmy and Lassie. Lassie is a very intelligent dog, but Lassie is still a pet. To Timmy, Lassie is his very best friend. The director even said that he wanted Toothless to have some puppy like qualities, and Toothless did have some of the qualities in the movie. I am just going along with the director's vision for all the characters. That is usually how I write my fan fiction. My personal belief is that if I a going to write fan fiction on someone else's work, that it's not my place to change their characteristics.
I was toying with the idea of having Toothless watch over the dragons but nothing in the movie made me believe that that was a realistic thing to ask for. I believe Toothless would have a natural instinct to come to the aid of the dragons if a threat was there anyway, so to ask Toothless to do so is kind of redundant. Toothless seems to have, in the books and movies, the ability to comprehend basic words and commands. He can also pick up on emotions and feelings. To have Hiccup treat Toothless like a human is also not realistic. It needs to be somewhere in the middle of two extremes.
That is what I am aiming for in the story. I am looking at a bond where they know what each other is thinking, that's a little bit more than a relationship with a dog, but not too much more to keep it faithful to the movie and realistic. You'll see as the story progresses, after all, This only chapter 2 of approximately 30.
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Post by toothless11 on Feb 10, 2011 21:53:01 GMT -5
Wait, 30 chapters?!? So if you continue posting capters every 7 days, then You'll finish in like almost 200 days maybe.
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Post by mrjop2 on Feb 10, 2011 22:24:08 GMT -5
i do hope to eventually pick it up two 2 chapters a week after I finish my other works that I am working on. I m not exactly sure how long it will be. I estimate about 45,000 to 60,000 words. I'm already past 4,000 words after two chapters.
On other sites, I have a very popular Superman re-envisioning trilogy that I am in the middle of and a Star Wars trilogy that I am rewriting.
I put this story down as once a week, because I really do not want to rush it. When I rush a chapter out, the quality suffers a bit.
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Post by toothless11 on Feb 10, 2011 23:59:49 GMT -5
Well then, we'll just have to wait.
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Post by mrjop2 on Feb 15, 2011 3:44:25 GMT -5
Chapter 3: Ivar the Fearsome
The sun had only just peaked over the horizon when Hiccup joined his father and the other Vikings down at the harbor. As he ran all the way down the mountain, he could see that the boats had arrived precisely on time. The butterflies, in his stomach, were doing laps in full force as he weaved between the husky Vikings of his village to get his father’s side.
As he reached his father, the boats were already being unloaded. He did not know how it was possible, but it seemed that the Viking coming off the boats were taller and bulkier than the Vikings of Berk. Now he felt even more like a shrimp in a vast ocean full of sharks.
Of all the men who came off the boats, Hiccup tried to identify which one was the chief. The task proved to be more challenging than he had anticipated; all the Vikings looked the part.
Finally, a stocky, gray-haired Viking stepped off the boat. His gray beard was even bushier than his fathers. Despite his age, he looked as fit as any of the younger Vikings. He had all of his natural limbs; the only deformity that he had was a single scare across his right eye. His Viking helmet had two of the largest horns Hiccup had ever seen. He was surprised that his helmet was able to stay on his head.
The old Viking had authority radiating from his eyes. There was no doubt that this was Ivar the Fearsome. He stepped onto the dock, with one of the largest axes that Hiccup had ever seen. His armor just as unique; it was made of green and black dragon scales. He sported a cape of black fur. There were dragon bones all over his armor as testimony of all the dragons he had slain.
Ivar’s eyes narrowed as he looked at Stoick. “Stoick the Vast?”
“Ivar the Fearsome, welcome to Berk!” he said, giving the chief a firm, handshake.
“I have to know; is the rumor true that you killed a Giganticus Maximus?”
“Ah, yes, Red Death. Actually, my boy killed the dragon.”
“And why is your son not here by your side to greet me?”
“Uh, I’m right here, sir,” Hiccup waved, trying to pull his attention down towards him.
Ivar glanced down at Hiccup and frowned. “No really, where is your boy, Stoick? Where is this strong Viking son of yours?”
“This is my son, Hiccup!” Stoick placed his massive hand on the boy’s back and gave him a gentle nudge.
Ivar looked down at the boy with a raised eyebrow. Hiccup smiled sheepishly, knowing how it must look to the Viking chief. “I see what’s going on. You are sharing credit with your son to try build up his reputation. The boy has to earn it on his own."
“But…” Hiccup tried to defend himself, but the chief would hear none of it.
“You’re son needs some meat on his bones and to get his hands dirty, if he is to be chief of your tribe. Send him to dragon training.”
“I-I actually already have been through dragon training,” Hiccup responded.
“The lad graduated top of the class,” Gobber responded, patting the boy on the back.
Ivar’s cold gaze was pulled towards to Gobber before he returned his focus back to Stoick. “It appears that your dragon training leaves much to be desired if a runt like this is top of the class. While here, I’ll make sure that everything gets back on track. I want you to meet my right hand man, Wolfbane.”
A husky Viking with black hair and a partially braided, dusty, black beard joined Ivar’s side. He curled his upper lip, adding to his already intimidating demeanor. He did not say a word; only nodded towards Stoick and Gobber. Like everyone else, he ignored Hiccup, as if he was not there. This was a familiar feeling that he had hoped he would never experience again.
“Wolfbane will assess your Viking’s capabilities in dragon hunting.”
“And my son, Bitwolf, will retrain some of your younger Vikings,” Wolfbane replied in his very deep voice.
“Understood,” Stoick replied. He could sense his son getting ready to protest, but he used his hand to quell his objection. Hiccup folded his arms and bit his lip, but was clearly furious.
The group of Vikings began their journey up the mountain. “Say, I can’t help but notice that some of your boats are a little roughed up," Gobber commented.
“There’s a fascinating story behind that,” Ivar replied with a grin. “On our way here, we encountered a Monstrous Strangulator. It’s a pity it got away, though. That’d have been a nice trophy to have. Ah, well, that dragon will be my next adventure.”
“So, what does brings you to our little village?” Stoick asked.
“Ah, I’m here on my greatest adventure of all. I'm searching for the rarest dragon of them all: the Shadow Lord dragon.”
“Shadow Lord Dragon?” Gobber rubbed his chin, mentally going through all the dragons that he knew about. He had the Book of Dragons completely memorized. “I never heard of such a beast. I always thought that Night Furies were the rarest.”
“That’s because no one believes Shadow Lord’ dragons exist. They are the distant cousins of the Night Fury dragons; only four times bigger and a whole lot meaner. I’ve been searching all over the globe for this mythical beast, and my quest has brought me here.”
“I can’t say that I’ve ever seen one around these parts,” Stoick replied.
“That may be true, but that doesn't mean that there’s not one around. The dragon can turn itself invisible, making it very difficult to find; but oh, I know in my gut, that the beast is real. I will search the entire planet if I have to; I will have one of it’s scales if it’s the last thing I do.”
“What’s so special about a Shadow Lord’s scale?” Hiccup asked, not sure if he believed the old Viking chief. In the boy’s opinion, Ivar was not all there, mentally. It sounded like just another one of his tall tales. How could a dragon turn itself invisible?
“Their scales are extremely valuable. They are stronger than stone, making them great for making weapons. Unfortunately, that also makes them difficult to kill. Ah, but that won’t stop me from slaying one of these beasts.”
Hiccup remained quiet. He did not know if such a dragon existed, but if it did, he hoped Ivar would never find it. To kill a dragon merely for it’s scales was the most reprehensible act he could think of. No dragon deserved that kind of treatment, no matter how untamable the creature seemed to be.
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Dragon Island had become desolate since the death of the dragon queen a few months earlier. Nothing living ever came to this island since then. Part of it was due to the fear that another monstrosity, like the Red Death, could be lurking inside the mountain. The skeletal remains of the dragon queen served as a warning to keep away from this island.
Another reason had to do with the lack of any vegetation. There was no food to be found on this island for any creature to survive on. However, that did not stop one rogue Monstrous Nightmare from searching the Island.
The dragon was flying around what remained of the volcano, letting curiosity to get the best of him. This particular dragon had not been involved with the dragon queen who once ruled this island. He was blissfully unaware of the history of the island. The dragon sniffed and snorted as he explored the island. As he came upon the giant opening into the very heart of the Volcano, he took a brief glance inside, before continuing to explore the rest of the island.
After the Monstrous Nightmare flew past the opening, a pair of golden eyes opened within the darkness. His moon-slit pupils latched themselves onto curious dragon, and this mysterious creature thought just one thing: lunch.
The Monstrous Nightmare continued his exploring of the island until he caught a whiff of an unpleasant smell; it was the smell of danger. The dragon quickly landed onto the rocky ground and posed himself into attack position. He steadied himself with his wing-tipped claws, which gave him four feet on the ground. His eyes constricted as he growled out a warning to whatever was out there. He could not see the danger, but he knew it was there. He swung his neck wildly, desperately looking for the threat.
The dragon swung his neck around, looking behind him to make sure that the dragon did not sneak up from behind. As he looked to his back, a pair of golden eyes opened in front of him. A gigantic black dragon slowly turned visible, with his mouth open, and his drool dripping from his teeth. The dragon towered over the Monstrous Nightmare; he was nearly two and half times bigger in mass. He quietly went forward; ready latch his fangs into the unsuspecting dragon’s neck.
The Monstrous Nightmare caught the black dragon in the corner of his eyes and made a sudden leap backwards as he hissed at the predator. When he knew that his cover was blown, the massive dragon roared, swinging his razor sharp teeth in the air. He expanded his giant black wings as a mean to intimidate his prey.
It worked. Never had this scarlet and black dragon confronted a dragon bigger or more terrifying than himself; however, that was not going to stop him from giving this Shadow Lord dragon his best. The Monstrous Nightmare snapped his teeth before he unleashed a stream of fiery gel at the dragon.
Moving with the swiftness of a Night Fury, the Shadow Lord dragon leaped to the sky, avoiding the attack. He quickly tilted his body and raced around, towards the Monstrous Nightmare’s back. The scarlet dragon ceased his fiery attack and quickly spun around. The Shadow Lord had vanished once again, and nowhere to be seen.
The scarlet dragon may not be able to see his enemy, but his nose told him, that the predatory beast was still around. Instincts told him that staying still was a very bad idea. Following those instincts, he lifted his wings until he was on his hind legs, and took to the sky. In no time, he picked up speed and was speeding around the volcano. He did not know the flight capabilities of this dark dragon, but perhaps he could be beaten in a fight in the sky.
As he flew around the volcano, he kept his eyes open for this mysterious dragon. For the most part, most dragon species in these parts had a mutual respect for each other. They might not get along, but they would not hunt a fellow dragon. This Shadow Lord dragon was nothing of the sort. He appeared perfectly content to eat anything and everything he encountered. There was not one docile bone in this dark dragon.
The Shadow Lord Dragon appeared out of nowhere in front of him, swinging his long and hefty tail at him. The tail came crashing down onto his back, throwing the Monstrous Nightmare straight to the ground. He crashed onto the rocks, leaving a crater in his wake, landing on the Island’s bank.
Standing onto his feat, he shook his head to realign his vision after receiving such a big blow. He looked around for this black dragon, but he had once again turned invisible. However, he announced his presence with a deafening roar. This dragon was extremely dangerous, and the scarlet dragon knew it. In a quick thinking maneuver, he showered himself with his own fiery gel, setting himself on fire. Once every inch of this thick, scaly hide was on fire, he looked around for the Shadow Lord with a growl to challenge his advisory to try to eat him now.
The Shadow Lord Dragon reappeared over the ocean, accepting the challenge, as he flew by the fiery dragon, using his wings to slice the water. A large wave of water came crashing down onto of the Monstrous Nightmare, putting out the flames and drenching him. Now, soaked to the bone and unable to set himself on fire again, he was left defenseless against this intelligent dragon.
A roar echoed in the sky above him. The roar was the type of roar that announced that a death blow was imminent. The Monstrous Nightmare looked up, and fear filled his eyes. The black dragon was diving right at him, with his teeth coming down straight for his neck.
Next Chapter coming 2/23/11
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Post by toothless11 on Feb 15, 2011 20:38:40 GMT -5
I don't know why I feel the need to punch Ivar in the face (I really want to lol.). The way that you described the shadow lord was awesome! Although it is a scary dragon. It better not do anything with Toothless or I'm joining Ivar to kill it (lol.). Poor nightmare lol. I really like the story and I cant wait for the next chapter.
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Post by Sunny on Feb 15, 2011 20:45:02 GMT -5
OH SHIZ!! :odont ask me why but it had compleately crossed my mind to check on this part of theforum!!(typical me )looks like i got some catching up to do hey?? will read when i have the time. ;D
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Post by mrjop2 on Feb 15, 2011 22:00:22 GMT -5
I don't know why I feel the need to punch Ivar in the face (I really want to lol.). The way that you described the shadow lord was awesome! Although it is a scary dragon. It better not do anything with Toothless or I'm joining Ivar to kill it (lol.). Poor nightmare lol. I really like the story and I cant wait for the next chapter.
Yep, Ivar is much worse than Stoick was at first. Hopefully he will see the light.
The Shadow Lord dragon is definitely one scary monster. If it can be reasoned with, we will find out.
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Post by toothless11 on Feb 15, 2011 22:08:13 GMT -5
It better not do anything to Toothless! Lol. I still want to punch Ivar though
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Post by mrjop2 on Feb 23, 2011 3:48:00 GMT -5
Chapter 4: Hiccup’s Grudge
The Dining hall was jammed full of husky Viking. They all encircled one particular table; the table where Ivar the Fearsome sat, telling of his many adventures. Everyone was enthralled by his enchanting tales except for Hiccup. He sat alone at the next table over, having finished with his supper. He was playing with lamb’s bones on his plate, stewing over the changes that Ivar had earlier talked about and growing more annoyed with each story that he told. He sat alone, ignored by everyone; it was a feeling that brought back bad memories from his past.
All the Vikings laughed, as Ivar told, yet, another one of his stories. “I had that dragon trapped with nowhere to go, and everyone knows that a trapped dragon is the most dangerous dragon. The ugly beast spewed it’s putrid acid at me, but I was too quick. I leaped out of the way, and rolled underneath the dragon’s neck, and that’s when I took my ax and finished him off.”
The Vikings cheered, raising up their mugs of bubbly ail. They were all impressed except for Hiccup, who remained sickened by his stories. However, his story had only gotten worse. “You see the horns on my helmet? These are the horns from that very dragon. I used my ax and chopped them off the caucus. I bronzed them and melded them onto this helmet to, always, remind me of this victory.”
“That was a great story!” Ruffnut replied with a grin.
"Yeah!" His sister agreed.
“Tell us more about the Shadow Lord dragon,” Snotlout asked. “Is it really that vicious?”
"What is his attack level? Is it plus twenty? Twenty-five? Thirty?" The only time Fishlegs' eyes were any bigger was when he was served trout for supper.
Ivar gave Fishlegs a weird look, before ultimately ignoring him. “Ah, The Shadow Lord,” Ivar grinned as he rubbed his thick beard. “That dragon is so dangerous, that I wouldn’t recommend anyone, other than myself, to attempt to take it on. It's fast, swift, and very lethal. It can turn itself invisible as it hunts for it’s pray. It never needs to defend itself due to it’s sheer size. It's the most dangerous dragon in existence.”
“It doesn't sound so bad. I mean, I bet a Night Fury could beat it in a fight. Nothing has ever taken down a Night Fury before,” Hiccup said out loud before he could stop himself. Ivar had gotten on his last nerve.
The wall of Vikings, separating his table from the Ivar’s, disintegrated; giving the Viking chief a clear view of the young boy. “So, you have a strong respect for the Night Fury, do you?” He let out a hefty chuckle. “Well, don't put too much respect in that dragon, because legend says that the Shadow Lord and the Night Fury are mortal enemies. The Shadow Lord is perhaps the only dragon that can kill a night fury. They share the same speed, and agility, but even a Night Fury cannot fight against a dragon that is four times it’s size.
“Perhaps, but the Night Fury is a very Intelligent dragon,” Hiccup retaliated. From the corner of his eye, he could see Gobber motioning at him to keep quiet, but Hiccup could not let this go. What the boy said next made his mentor squirm. “A Night Fury uses his intelligence to defeat dragons who can be twenty times bigger than himself.”
Ivar bellowed out a hardy laugh. “You know your dragons, I’ll give you that, lad. The Shadow Lord is very intelligent as well, perhaps even more so than a Night Fury. The Night Fury has no hope against it’s more dangerous counterpart.”
Hiccup was furious. He knew that the Viking chief was only saying this stuff to make him feel inferior. He could not hold back any longer. This Viking chief thought he knew everything about dragons, but Hiccup knew the truth. He was about to tell Ivar off until Gobber stepped in between them. “Silly me, I forgot I left the forging furnace on. Why don't you head back to the shop and shut it down for me.”
“But…”
“Go!” Gobber ordered. He knew that Hiccup was going to tell Ivar the truth about dragons, and doing so now would only bring chaos to the village. He sympathizes for the boy; the Viking chief was way too hard on the boy, but right now, Hiccup was becoming a hindrance to his own cause.
Hiccup sighed as he turned away and headed for the door. Before he left, Ivar looked back towards Hiccup. “You’re supposed to be Stoick’s heir, boy. If you want to be chief someday, you need to take your knowledge of dragons and put it to use. When you kill your first dragon, then I’ll pretend to care about what you think.”
Hiccup growled as he threw the door open violently and stormed out of the dining hall. Astrid, who was among all the Viking watched Hiccup storm out of the dinning all. She knew him well enough to know when he was about to sneak out of the village. There was only one place he would go, and perhaps he could use some additional, female encouragement.
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The sun was setting on Berk; concluding the first day of Hiccup’s nightmare. After one day with Ivar, he was already going out of his mind. He had to spend some time away from the village, and away from everyone else. After carefully making sure that no curious onlookers were paying attention to him, he slipped out of the village and jogged on over to where the dragons were being hidden.
By the time he reached the field, the sun was just about gone and the canvas of the sky was painted orange fading into purple. The full moon was unhindered by clouds this evening, which made it easier for Hiccup to find his way.
As he approached the field, he was greeted by a tiny, red Terrible Terror. The small dragon walked in curves towards him and sniffed Hiccup’s boot. He looked up at the boy and began to purr with delight. The dragon quickly turned around and flew off to find his friends.
Hiccup entered the field, to see most of the dragons still around. Thankfully, most of the dragons were treating this like a vacation, which made Hiccup wonder if the dragons knew that they were free to come and go as they pleased from the village.
A few dragons were just lying around, acting somewhat depressed. It seemed to be the dragons who had latched onto a particular Viking, who were depressed. He walked deeper into the field, looking all around for Toothless. It did not take him long to find him drinking at the stream.
The Night Fury's ears perked up before he raised his head, making a curious moan. He turned around to see Hiccup walking towards him, and an instant feeling of joy swept over the dragon. He leaped excitingly towards Hiccup, and greeted him with a giant lick across the face.
Hiccup laughed as he scratched Toothless in one of his favorite spots: right behind the ear. “I missed you too,” Hiccup said. Toothless tilted his head and looked at him with inquisitive eyes. The dragon knew that something was troubling him. “I’m so sorry about having to leave you and all the other dragons here. I think this is a big mistake. I mean, why should we care what Ivar thinks about us? I know he certainly doesn’t think much about me.”
“You’re right, you shouldn’t care what he thinks,” a female voice replied from down the field. Hiccup turned his head to see Astrid joining him in the field. Toothless’ eyes lit up as he let out a cheerful grown; he was excited about seeing her too. “I…I had a feeling that you would come here after what just happened.”
“I just wanted to get away from things,” Hiccup said, looking down at his feet.
“You’re going to be a great chief, one day. Your father knows it… your friends know it… I know it. That’s all that matters.”
“It’s just that…It’s that I… Arrgh!” Hiccup growled, waving his fists in front of him, wishing he had something to hit right about then. He was at a loss for words to describe what he was feeling; Ivar had him so riled up.
“I know how you must feel,” Astrid said, taking a step closer to him. “I know how hard this is for you, but things will work out.”
“How?” Hiccup replied. “I don’t see how things will work out. He’s not going to leave until he finds this Shadow Lord that probably doesn’t even exist. Not to mention that we’re being forced back into Dragon training, and that means we're going to have to kill a dragon. I will not hurt a dragon.”
“We’ll just have to play along and make sure that they do not find any dragons,” Astrid shrugged.
“That’s easy for you to say; you were great at dragon training,” Hiccup replied. “I could barley pick up a shield let alone a hammer or an ax. I was an embarrassment. Once they see that, it’s all over for me.”
“You graduated top of the class, remember?” Astrid grinned.
“That’s because I cheated.”
“Exactly. Just do the same thing now, until they leave. I know you can do that.”
“I don’t know,” Hiccup said, not fully convinced that he would be able to fool Ivar as easily as his father.
“You know what I think you need? I think you need something to get your mind of things for awhile. How about we take a flight around the island?”
Hiccup’s face lit up. A nice flight around the island with Toothless seemed like a very good idea. It would, without a doubt, get his mind off of his current problems for awhile. Somehow, Toothless had understood Astrid’s suggestion, and he was more than excited about it. “Why not,” Hiccup replied. “I’ll help you find your dragon.”
“I was thinking more on the line of riding together.”
Hiccup’s face lit up even brighter.
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Hiccup climbed onto the saddle first. After he had settled in, he reached a hand down and helped Astrid up. When she settled in behind him, she wrapped her arms around his waist, which caused Hiccup’s face to blush. “Okay Toothless, let’s do this.”
Giving an affirmative grown, the dragon took a small leaping jump, and they soared up to the sky. Pressing down the pedal with his specially designed, artificial foot, the dragon’s synthetic tail fin expanded, allowing him to fly all the way up.
Night had fully taken over, and the stars and the full moon took full control of the sky. With it, there was a distinct crispness in the air; the temperature was just perfect for flying.
Astrid looked up at the beautiful starry night. No matter how many times she took a flight at night, she could never get used to the majestic night sky. The rays of the moon showered radiantly over them. Hiccup loved flying together with Astrid, but the only downfall, for him, was that he could not see the moonlight reflect off her face. The moonlight enhanced her beauty.
Flying to the far side of the Island, the farthest point away from Berk, they came across a giant waterfall. Hiccup lightened up his artificial foot from the pedal, which told Toothless to fly down towards the waterfall. The dragon made a bee-line straight for the falls. He twisted as he dived straight down in front of the falls, so the falling water slightly skimmed his belly. Gravity caused Astrid to lean more of her weight on Hiccup’s back, but he did not mind in the least.
Astrid closed her eyes and pointed out her chin to enjoy the cool mist spraying across her neck and face. She fully trusted Toothless with her life, so she could enjoy the moment even more. As the lake at the bottom of the falls approached, Toothless pulled up, and flew just inches above the lake. The dragon followed the path of the lake, which, at times, had narrowed down, which forced him to fly at a slight angle.
Flying at high speed, the chill of the wind was like the gentle pricking of the skin on their faces. Astrid looked down to the right to see the reflection of herself looking back at her on the water’s surface. Leaning a little more to the right, she could see Toothless’s reflection chasing after the moon’s. Looking up, she could see the giant moon overhead, pridefully smiling at the beauty that it was displaying for the two Vikings.
Toothless followed the lake all the way to the ocean, where he had to fly slightly higher to avoid the waves of the ocean. The waves were too rough to be able to see their reflection on the water’s surface, but that still did not diminish the beautiful sight of the moonlight radiating onto the waves.
After spending some time over the ocean, both Astrid and Hiccup knew that it was time to head back. It would not be long before someone in the village took notice that they were both missing. The last thing they needed was to draw attention to the dragons.
Toothless pulled up to the sky as he turned around and made his way back towards land. Astrid hoped that Hiccup had enjoyed this flight as much as she did. She rested her chin on his shoulder for the rest of the trip back to the dragons.
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WolfBane was exploring the forest; he was on a quest for Ivar. He was looking for signs of the Shadow Lord. Just like all the other treks he had made for Ivar, he was coming up empty. He could not help but wondered if he had allowed his hopes of finding this mythical dragon get the better of him. Perhaps Ivar had been wrong about this dragon’s existence after all.
His trek had brought him towards a large field. He held his torch in front of him, which provided additional light on top of the light being provided by the moon. He came two steps from the clearing when he saw a Monstrous Nightmare walk by. “Beard of Thor!” He whispered, leaping behind a large brush to avoid being seen. He quickly smothered the flame of his torch in the dirt avoid giving his location away.
He had his hand on his ax, ready to attack the unsuspecting dragon when he took notice of the other dragons in the field. There were hundreds of them, and all of a different verity. He had never seen so many dragons gathered in one location.
Another dragon came soaring from the sky to land in the field with all the other dragons, but this dragon was different; it was the only one of it’s kind. There was no mistaking it; it was a Night Fury. Leaping off the back of the Night Fury was the boy he recognized as Hiccup and a girl Viking. Bitwolf grinned at his amazing discovery and quietly snuck away to head back to the village.
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Hiccup and Astrid were on their way back to the village. They could see the lights from the torches as they approached. The flight had totally taken Hiccup’s mind off of the stress he was under. He felt like a new person.
“I suppose I should I should go home and face my father, now,” Hiccup grumbled.
“Just hang in there. I’m sure your father will get Ivar off your back a little.”
Hiccup nodded as he headed towards his house. He had only taken two steps when he felt a hand grab his should and violently turned him around. “Wha-“
Before he knew it, Astrid’s lips were locked with his. It took his brain a second to compute what was going on. This was an unexpected but very pleasant surprise. He only wished it lasted longer. She broke off from the kiss to turn around and head home.
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The crowd had died down in the dining hall, finally giving Ivar the opportunity to eat in peace. He had finished his leg of lamb when Wolfbane entered the dining hall. Ivar suppressed a belch just as his second-in-command reached the table. “So, have you found any signs of the Shadow Lord on this Island.”
“None. I have found nothing out of the ordinary yet, though I could use more time to further search the island.”
“I agree,” Ivar replied. “Did you find any dragons at all on this Island? We need to find dragons for the young Vikings to kill if they are to go through dragon training again.”
“Not yet, but I’m sure we’ll find some,” WolfBane grinned.
NEXT CHAPTER COMING 3/2/11
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Post by toothless11 on Feb 23, 2011 20:16:33 GMT -5
OH NOW I'M MAD!!!! (Really I am lol.) IM SOOOO GONNA KILL IVAR, BITWOLF AND HIS BUNCH OF VIKINGS. Maybe with the apple of Eden ( from the game Assassin's Creed Brotherhood.). Ok so I don't care if bitwolf gets any other random dragons, BUT.. if he dares and gets near Toothless than HE WILL DIE FIRST!!!!
Great story! I look forward to the next chapter so that I can kill Ivar and Bitwolf.
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Avian
Caught Dragon
I think Hiccup stole my taco.
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Post by Avian on Feb 24, 2011 3:09:36 GMT -5
"Ah yes, "Dragons", beats that can fly around in the air and spit out fire. We have dismissed that claim." That's what Stoick should have told Ivar when they first met. Now watch, Ivar is going to be a jerk until a dragon (most likely Toothless) saves him or his' son's life from the Shadow Lord Dragon. Now you have to write a new ending.
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