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Post by mrjop2 on Mar 16, 2011 2:13:32 GMT -5
Chapter 7: Dragon Hunt
When Hiccup got home, his father was still out. Ivar had him busier than he had ever been. Hiccup wondered why his father allowed him to push him around like he does.
So the night was going to be lonelier than he had thought. Perhaps he should have sneaked out of the village to visit Toothless. At least he would have had company to distract him from his troubles. Now, alone in his house, there was nothing for him to do but dwell on his situation.
He could hear the rain pounding on the rooftop, with an occasional roar of thunder. With the rain, a cold front had moved in. Hiccup had to toss a few more logs into the fire pit in the center of the room to warm up the room a little.
After throwing on another log in, there came a solid knock at the door. The strength behind the knock caused the entire door to shake. The strength of the knock told him that an adult was at the door. It was obviously not his father, because he would knock on the door to his own home. His uncle Spitelout and Gobber had a different rhythm to their knocks, so he knew it was not them. By the process of elimination, he feared to open the door.
Against his inner warning, he unlocked the door and opened it. His guess was proven correct when he saw Ivar standing at the door. His day continued to digress. “Uh, Ivar, sir, you’re here…at my house.” Ivar pushed Hiccup out of the way as he entered the house. “Want to come in?” he said dryly, closing the door.
“You’re actions during dragon training, were completely unacceptable. You were quite an embarrassment, this morning.”
This was the last thing Hiccup wanted to talk about. He was already feeling bad about it, and he really did not need to have this constantly thrown back into his face. “I know, I know; I should stick with the knife.”
“No, that’s not it,” Ivar replied. “I see now that I was wrong about everything.”
“You were?” Hiccup eyed him suspiciously. Could his father finally have gotten through to him? He was not ready to get his hopes up. There had to be an angle to this.
“I now see that the problem does not lie with you. You do have a heart of a real Viking.”
“I do?”
“When you went for the Ax, you proved to me that you have that Viking tenacity that we all must have. The problem’s not with you… it’s with your father.”
“I’m not following,” Hiccup replied, getting the feeling that things were about to get worse.
“You are the son of a Viking chief, which means you are destined to follow in his footsteps. It is his responsibility to be hard on you, to assure that you make an adequate chief. It’s a clear to me that he’s not been hard enough on you.
“He hasn’t?” His gut feeling was right again; things were about to get a whole lot worse for him. He could already feel the hammer falling.
“No, so I will be even harder on you until Stoick is ready to be the Viking chief that he’s supposed to be.”
“Great, I’m so excited,” Hiccup replied sarcastically.
“Listen boy, the reason I’ve been so hard on you is because something inside of me tells me that you are destined to be not just a great Viking chief, but a legend like me. If that’s your destiny, then you need to start shaping up and learn how to kill yourself a dragon. I better hear good things from Bitwolf, tomorrow.”
Ivar exited out of the house as abruptly as he came, leaving Hiccup alone in his dread. Deep in the pit of his stomach, he felt nauseous. It was great to know that Ivar did not hate him, but things could not continue the way they were going. Ivar had to know the truth.
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The sun began to rise, the following morning, much to Hiccup’s dismay. This was the day of the dragon hunt. He could only pray that none of the dragons strayed too far from the hideout. He had to find a way to get the group to explore the opposite direction.
As he walked down the steps from his room to the bottom floor, he found his father preparing himself for another busy day. Stoick did not have to turn around to see Hiccup coming down the steps; his hearing was as sharp as ever, and he could hear the slight moan of the wooden steps. “I heard about what happened yesterday, Hiccup.”
“I know, I know, I had a bad day yesterday!” Hiccup replied.
“What possessed you to try to throw an ax? As it is, we’re walking on a very thin line with Ivar, and your stunt has made things worse for both of us.”
“I don’t know what I was thinking,” Hiccup admitted.
“You just have no idea about Viking politics; You have no idea what Ivar is capable of doing to Berk. The best of those options is having him stay here… permanently.”
Hiccup’s eyes widen with the thought of having to put up with Ivar permanently. That was the last thing anyone wanted. The dragons of Berk would be hunted down to extinction if they remained in Berk.
Stoick shook his head and sighed. “Telling Ivar the truth is just not an option. Who knows what the ol’ man would do? I also know how much you hate not fitting in, but the more you try to do so, the more trouble seems to follow you. I need you to lie low for awhile, and not draw attention to yourself. I need you to try to stop fitting in, just until Ivar and his Vikings leave the island.
Hiccup looked down at his feet. “Okay, Dad. I’ll try harder to lay low.”
“Good,” Stoick gave his son a hardy slap on the back. * * * *
Rain clouds threatened to make the expedition a wet one, but Bitwolf was not going to allow the weather to scare them off. The young Vikings of Berk had promptly left the village to begin their quest. Hiccup was relieved that he did not have to do very much to assure they headed in the wrong way. Bitwolf led them in the opposite direction from the dragon.
All of Hiccups friends had a weapon and a shield, but to submit to his father’s wish, he only took a small knife with him. He also did not see any point in carrying the extra weight because he knew that their quest for dragons would fail.
Like always, all of his friends were bickering among each other about who is going to kill the biggest dragons. They all had agreed to put on a show for Ivar and Bitwolf, but their acting has been so good, that he almost began to wonder if they were acting.
“Yeah, I’m looking to kill myself a Monstrous Nightmare. I think Gertrude would be impressed by that.” Snotlout announced.
“Face it, she’ll never be impressed by you, no matter what you kill,” Astrid said, resulting in a laugh and a high five from Ruffnut.
“Ignore them. Let me tell you about women,” Tuffnut said, stepping up to Snotlout. “They are a pain in the butt.”
There was a tap on Tuffnut’s shoulder. He turned around just in time to receive a well aimed punch in the nose from his sister. “Ow! I think you broke my nose!”
“It’s still an improvement.”
Fishlegs brought up the rear along with Hiccup. He was the only one that really sympathized with Hiccup. He was probably just as inept in killing dragons as Hiccup was. That was why, Hiccup suspected, they had always gotten along. He was the only one that had never mocked him back during the days of killing dragons. “I don’t know what to say; all this pretending is tough work.”
“Quiet!” Hiccup whispered to him. “At least their chief is not always on your case.”
Bitwolf was getting ready to tell everyone to quiet down on the chatter, but before he could get the words out of his lips, he saw a pair of golden eyes behind Hiccup and Fishlegs. Before his very eyes, a black dragon appeared out of thin air. Its teeth were drawn as drool dripped from one of its fang. It was just inches from devouring the two young Vikings.
“Look out!”
The two young Vikings turned to see the inside of the dragon’s mouth quickly approaching. Seeing them about to be devoured, Astrid’s aggressive instincts took control, and she threw her ax with everything she had. Her ax spiraled toward the dragon’s mouth, and bounced off of one of its front teeth. The black dragon lifted his head and roared in frustration and pain.
Hiccup and Fishlegs took the opportunity to escape and ran to join the rest of the gang. “Whoa! What is that thing? It appeared just like a ghost!” Snotlout exclaimed.
Bitwolf was uncharacteristically somber. If Hiccup did not know better, he would swear that he was scared. The dragon stared at the group of Young Vikings and growled before it vanished before their very eyes. “I can count the number of dragon species that turn invisible on one hand, but there is one that looks like a giant, evil Night Fury with horns.”
“A Shadow Lord,” Astrid completed his though, remembering the stories that Ivar told when he first arrived.
“It can’t be,” Hiccup muttered to himself. Was everything, that Ivar had said about this ‘mythical’ creature, true?
“Stick together, and we might be able to survive this,” Bitwolf ordered, raising his shield and his ax to prepare to fight.
The young Vikings form a circle, with their backs on the inside so they had a pair of eyes in all directions. It was the only logical defensive move that they could come up with to combat an invisible dragon. Hiccup was deep in thought about this new dragon. “I don’t know for certain, but I think the dragon can only attack while he’s visible. That might suggest that it takes great concentration for him to turn invisible.”
“That, or he's confident enough that he does not need to attack while invisible,” Astrid added.
“Stealth capabilities, long claws, and bad temperament…our chances of survival are probably at twenty-five percent,” Fishlegs commented.
Hiccup was concentrating too hard to hear what his friend had said. He felt his hair blow in a sudden gentle gust of wind. His nerves went on high alert. “Everyone separate now!”
“What?” Bitwolf growled. “That’s…”
“Now!” Hiccup yelled.
Everyone scattered just as the Shadow Lord reappeared over where they had been and unleashed a rage of fire. All the young Vikings screamed, as they narrowly escaped the fiery breath.
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Toothless had found a nice patch of garlic grass, and before he knew it, a good part of the morning had been spent rolling around in the grass in pure ecstasy. Under most circumstances, everything around him would just vanish out of existence while he found himself lost in the moment. However, this was not just any other moment. His dragon instincts had kicked into full gear. There was grave danger, and he instantly knew that Hiccup was in trouble.
Toothless quickly returned to his feet, with his round ears pointing upward. His pupils became fully contracted, and his eyes narrowed. Baring his teeth, he let out a war-cry growl. He knew exactly what the danger was. There was only one type of dragon that could get a Night Fury this riled up. There was only one that they deemed to be their mortal enemy, and that was the Shadow Lord.
It was bad enough that his mortal enemy had shown up on his home island, but he was threatening the Viking that he cared most about. This cannot be allowed to happen. Without hesitation, he ran as fast his legs could take him.
Next Chapter coming 3/23/11
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Post by toothless11 on Mar 16, 2011 2:34:21 GMT -5
Oh please don't let the shadow lord do anything bad to Toothless!!!
Great chapter! I look forward to the next.
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Post by nightfurymaster on Mar 16, 2011 12:59:05 GMT -5
This is intense! It's gonna be hard to wait a whole week for the next chapter.
Great job!
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Post by toothless11 on Mar 18, 2011 19:55:12 GMT -5
Sorry for keep on asking questions but, will anything bad happen to Toothless? Ijustcant wait for the next chapter to find out.
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Post by Sunny on Mar 19, 2011 23:53:16 GMT -5
NICE!!!! im liking this story ALOT!!! Cant wait for the next chapter!!!
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Post by Avian on Mar 23, 2011 2:27:13 GMT -5
This is horrible! Chp. 8 has nothing written in it! You said it would be posted on it the 23rd! Yet, I see nothing. So, you're not that great! Leave now and never come back! No! I will AHAHAHA!
*Anticipates the next chapter today.*
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Post by mrjop2 on Mar 23, 2011 18:35:36 GMT -5
Here it is. I know I'm cutting it close, but this chapter ended up coming close to double it's normal length.
Chapter 8: The Shadow Lord
The young Vikings surrounded the massive dragon, which only had room to turn around by folding his tail. This natural growing trail was large, but this dragon made it feel much smaller. No one knew anything about the dragon that had attacked them, so everyone was hesitant to make the first move. Even Bitwolf seemed unnerved by this frightening beast.
While paying careful attention to the dragon’s movement, Hiccup began to think of ways to calm the dragon down and make peace with him. The dragon looked blood thirsty, but that could be just because he was starving. According to Ivar’s stories, the Shadow Lord was an evil dragon that would kill dragons and Vikings alike. The dragon’s actions go along with the stories, but Hiccup was not willing to just buy into the stories so quickly.
The dragon turned in circles, seemingly trying to choose who to go after first. If he did not know better, it looked like he was determining which one of them would make easier prey. They did not have much time before the dragon made a decision.
Bitwolf has slid over next to Astrid while the dragon’s back was towards them. “I’m gonna see if this thing has any weak spots. While I have its attention, get everyone into the forest and hide behind the trees. The dragon is too big to follow you there.” He knew that their weapons would be useless against the Shadow Lord. He was more interested in impressing her. Helping to bring them all back home safely would go a long way to accomplishing that goal.
“Alright,” Astrid replied, clearly less than thrilled with the plan. “Just be careful.” She quietly side stepped towards Snotlout.
Bitwolf waited for the right moment to attack. He needed an open shot at the neck to get the dragon’s attention. He cautiously stepped forward. In the corner of his eye, he could see that Astrid had successfully reached Snotlout and was in the process of whispering the plan.
“Get ready to make for the trees. The forest is too thick for the Dragon to follow.”
“Got it,” Snotlout gave her the thumbs up as he looked in Tuffnut's direction. “Hey, head for the forest!” He shouted from the top of his lungs
Astrid was so furious; she nearly rendered him unconscious right there on the spot. His shout pulled the dragon’s attention towards them, sensing that something was happening.
As stupid as a move as it was, it was exactly what Bitwolf needed; he now had a clear shot for the neck. Raising his ax over his head, he took three running steps and threw his ax overhand. The ax spiraled all the way to its target, where the blade of the metal ax smacked into the creature’s neck. As suspected, the ax did not impale through its neck, but bounced harmless away as if the dragon was made of stone.
The Shadow Lord swung his head, violently towards him; he had gained the dragon’s full attention. It bared all of his teeth but did not turn and lunge for him. Fishlegs, who had been directly in the dragon’s sight, ran for the woods, taking advantage of the distraction.
Astrid was nearly in his sights, now, as well. Any sudden movements on her or Snotlout’s part could result in the dragon attacking them. She could not help but feel naked without her ax by her side. She had thrown it to save Hiccup from becoming lunch for the beast. She could see her weapon underneath his belly. She wanted to rush in and get it, but her limited knowledge of what they were up against kept her from doing something that suicidal.
The dragon had not moved at all towards Bitwolf. All it did was look at him and showed his teeth. He knew that the dragon, as angry towards him as it was, sensed what he was trying to do. The dragon was even more intelligent than he had heard. Before the dragon chose to lose interest in him, he took a slight step forwards and hollered towards the dragon. “Come on, you stupid dragon, fight me!”
The Shadow Lord wrinkled its snout at him, but made no moves towards him. What was the deal with this dragon? What was it going to take to get it to attack him?
“Bitwolf, look out!” Astrid yelled.
Her warning came too late. While the dragon had Bitwolf distracted with his mesmerizing stare, the dragon had slyly readied his tail for attack. He had not seen it coming, and the dragon’s tail swept him off his feet. He hit the ground, head first, on top of a small rock, which rendered him unconscious.
“Snotlout and Tuffnut, get Bitwolf and drag him into the woods. I’ll keep the dragon distracted!” Astrid ordered.
The two young Vikings nodded. As soon as Astrid stepped forward, the dragon’s attention was pulled towards her. This provided the cover for Tuffnut and Snotlout to grab Bitwolf. From the corner of her eye, she could see Snotlout still holding onto his stone hammer. She moved quickly, spinning around and grabbing the hammer and pulled it out of his hands. “Wha-?”
“Just go!” Astrid replied, having spun around to face the dragon again. She could hear her friends dragging Bitwolf across the ground. If she was going to keep the dragon’s attention on her, she had to act now. She let out her war cry and threw the hammer at the dragon’s face.
The dragon flinched, and the stone head of the hammer was knocked away by his right giant horn. The attack infuriated him; but again, he did not spin around to face her. Astrid knew what was coming, and prepared herself. Reaching behind her, she pulled out a small knife hidden behind her belt. It was a small weapon, forged for her by Hiccup. It was a recent gift given to her for her birthday; it was a present that she cherished just as much as her trusty ax.
The dragon swung his tail to try to sweep her off her feet just like he did with Bitwolf; however, she was ready for it. She leaped over the tail and swung her knife viciously. “Hiya!”
The blade of her knife made contact, and with no scales that low on the tail of the dragon, her attack had drawn first blood. The Shadow Lord roared and swung its teeth in the air in pure rage. She had successfully provided enough distraction for everyone to make for the forest. Unfortunately, Fishlegs and Ruffnut had made their way towards one side of the trail, and everyone else was hiding behind trees on the other side.
The dragon was spinning in circles, looking for the Vikings who seemingly disappeared into thin air. A flash of lightning streaked across the sky as soft, wet pellets of rain began to fall. Hiding behind her tree, she looked to her right to account for everyone. Tuffnut and Snotloud had Bitwolf leaning up behind a tree, which was barley thick enough to hide them as well. She remembered seeing Fishlegs and Ruffnut running for the other side, so she assumed they were safe. There was just one Viking she could not account for. “Where’s Hiccup?” She mouthed towards the others on her side.
The others gave her blank looks and shrugged. Something inside of her told her that she needed to find him quickly. Glancing over at the dragon, she noticed that he had stopped spinning around looking for them. Something had his full attention.
She quietly ran over to the next tree and when she was confident that the dragon had not seen her, she ran for the next. She was now hiding behind the same tree as Tuffnut and Snotlout. From this angle, she still did not have a clear view at what was in front of the dragon. She went to the next tree over, and then she had a good enough view. Hiccup had not gone into hiding.
Hiccup carefully stepped closer to the dragon with his hands in front of him. He was trying to show the dragon that he meant no harm. “Take it easy, no one’s going to hurt you.”
The Shadow Lord growled, but made no sudden moves to attack. Hiccup could see the confusion in the dragon’s eyes. Perhaps his gamble was going to pay off, after all. Maybe this dragon could be reasoned with. Hiccup did not dare look the dragon in the eye. He kept his eyes towards the ground as he reached out with his right hand to try to touch the dragon on the nose. That was how he convinced Toothless that he meant him no harm. Maybe it would work on this dragon as well.
The dragon opened his jaws and a black gassy mist emanated from his throat. The dragon was about to breath fire, and immerse Hiccup in flames. Astrid had no idea if she was going to make it, but she had to try. She came running out from behind the tree, straight for Hiccup. “Hiccup!”
She tackled him to the ground just as the dragon unleashed the flames. She rolled underneath the neck of the dragon, pulling hiccup with her, to avoid being burned by the flames. “Hiccup, run!”
He did not have to be told again. He scrambled onto his feet and made for the closest tree to hide behind. Luck favored Astrid as she was found her ax on the ground right next to her. She quickly got back onto her feet and picked it up.
She made her way to the closest foot of the dragon and slammed the head of the ax onto his foot. He let out a roar more out of frustration than out of pain. She took the opportunity to get herself to safety. The rain, which was starting to flow more steadily now, made her escape trickier, but she was able to manage it.
She hid behind the same tree as Hiccup, where the two of them took a moment to catch their breath. “Are you crazy!” Astrid screamed at him, giving him a hard punch on his arm. “That’s twice you’ve almost become lunch for that thing!”
Hiccup rubbed his now bruised arm. “I-I had to try.”
“Hiccup, not all dragons are tame. I think we’ve seen enough to know that this one's hostile.”
“Large hostile dragon, massive fire breathing capability…I think our survival rate has gone down to ten percent, now,” Fishlegs said from behind his tree. Behind him, Ruffnut narrowed her eyes and shook her head in disdain for his sizing up of their situation.
Ruffnut returned her attention to the Shadow Lord and her eyes popped open in horror. “Uh, guys…”
All the Vikings looked out to see the dragon building up for a fiery attack. Pointing his head towards the tree tops and unleashed everything he had. The trees became engulfed in flames which straight away began to spread. The dragon spun quickly around to do the same for the other side of the trail.
“This is not good,” Astrid said. Burning branches started to rain down around them on top of the rain that was slowly picking up. A crack of thunder only added to the seriousness of the situation. Going deeper through the woods was no longer an option. The smoke was already starting to become unbearable.
The young Vikings had no choice to escape the flames and return to the trail. The rain became a down pour, as if the heavens knew of the perilous situation they were in. The Shadow Lord gazed towards Hiccup and his group. The dragon had made his choice on who would be the first on his menu.
The dragon positioned himself to pounce when a loud high-pitched squeal echoed over the crashing of the thunder. The Shadow Lord quickly became enraged, recognizing the sound. Unable to detect from what direction the attack would come from. He looked through the flames on one side and then the other.
To the right, a puff of blue flames broke the wall of fire, which dealt a deadly blow to the wild fire that was burning that side of the forest. Leaping out of the darkness was toothless with his teeth and claws drawn. He landed onto the Shadow Lord’s back and clenched his claws and teeth into the back of the dragon.
“Toothless!” Hiccup cried, never having been happier to see him than he was at that very moment.
The Shadow Lord bellowed as it twisted his long body and bucked, trying to get the Night Fury off of him. Toothless held on to the best of his ability. He tried shaking his head, neck, and body. The Night Fury refused to let go.
The large dragon snapped his head back so hard that he ended up on his hind two legs. This time, Toothless could not hold on and was thrown into a burning tree. The Night Fury was quick to return to his feet, and was ready to go at it again. The two dragons circled around, keeping a close eye on the other.
Toothless shot a puff of blue flames into the face of the Shadow Lord. The large dragon let out a painful cry as he rubbed his face and snout with one of his front claws. He commenced the second stage of his attack and pounced at his nemesis, and plowed into his chest. The large dragon was knocked back onto his hind legs, as he frantically waved his claws to avoid falling onto his back. One of his flails caught Toothless on the front right leg, before he fell onto his back.
The Night Fury let out high-pitch whine as he backed away a few steps to assess his wound. A deep gash went up and down his leg with blood seeping from the wound. The injury was not serious, but it was going to be quite sore for awhile.
The Shadow Lord was back onto his feet, and was now even more furious than ever. Toothless limped back a few steps and showed his teeth again; he was not going to let a small wound stop him that easily.
Hiccup could not stand by and watch any longer. “I have to go help!”
“You’ll be killed!” Astrid replied, grabbing a hold of his arm before he could depart.
“Toothless can't fly without me. If I don’t help him, he’s gonna get killed!”
Astrid knew that he was right. The Shadow Light could fly and was capable of turning invisible. Without Hiccup, Toothless was limited to ground assaults. It would not be very long before the Shadow Lord would get the upper hand and finish Toothless off. She released her hold on Hiccup’s arm. “Okay. Good luck.”
Hiccup nodded as he fought against his instincts and ran towards the melee. Toothless was directly between him and the Shadow Lord; as long as he stayed there for a few more seconds, he could safely jump up onto the saddle. As usual, though, the situation did not cooperate with him. The Shadow Lord unleashed a steady flow of flames at Toothless, who was able to leap out of the way, but the flames were now heading straight for Hiccup. He leaped to the side, narrowly missing the flames. He did not waste any time getting back onto his feet and continue his way towards Toothless.
The Shadow Lord leaped over Toothless’ head with raised claw, reading to deliver a deadly slash. The smaller dragon defended himself and blew another puff of blue flames into the face of the Shadow Lord before hopping over to the dragon’s other side to avoid collision.
The giant black dragon nearly crushed Hiccup who dropped to the ground barely in time. Temporarily blinded by the Night Fury’s attack, the giant dragon staggered, almost as if he had drunken to much ale. Hiccup had to roll around and dodge the dragon’s feet.
When the dragon had stopped his stomping, Hiccup quickly crawled far enough away so he could stand up. He now had a clear shot for Toothless, who now saw him coming to his aid. The dragon knelt down for Hiccup, making it easier for him to leap up onto the saddle. “Okay Toothless, let’s take this to the sky.”
Toothless grunted in agreement as he stretched out his wings. With a grin on his face, Toothless leaped and took to the sky with graceful speed and agility. The Shadow Lord watched looked up to see the belly of the Night Fury as it raced towards the sky above the tree tops. Fury fueled him as he spread his wings and took off after him.
Toothless’ smaller stature allowed for him to gain momentum faster than his larger cousin. By the time the Shadow Lord made it to above the tree line, Toothless was already hiding in the storm clouds. The larger dragon hovered in place, twisting and turning, looking for the Night Fury. The rain had become heavy and burdensome as the dragon had to shake his head to prevent some water from getting into his eyes.
The high pitched shrilling war cry echoed through the sky, but there was no telling from what direction the sound was coming from. Though a Night Fury did not have natural stealth capabilities, it was a master of stealth none-the-less. They could hide in almost anything, and appear out of nowhere.
A blue fire ball came crashing through the clouds and hit the Shadow Lord in the neck. Toothless pierced through the clouds next and swiped by his neck, using his claws to leave a few small gashes in payback for his leg.
The Shadow Lord let out a cry of rage. He was done playing games; he should not have had gained so many injuries in his quest for food. His prey had shed too little blood, and that had to change, now. With a bitter growl, he activated his stealth capabilities and turned himself invisible.
“Where did he go?” Hiccup asked as he and Toothless flew below the cloud cover in search for the enemy.
Toothless swung his head from one direction to the other. Still unable to see the dragon, he went to his unfailing sense: the sense of smell. After sniffing the area, he let out an agitated growl. The Shadow Lord was still there somewhere.
Hiccup tried to think about this logically. The dragon was clearly intelligent. He had to get into the dragon’s mind to figure out his next move. The task was not easy, having not seen this creature for very long. He also did not know much about the history of the Shadow Lord either. If Ivar’s stories were true, the Shadow Lord was closely related to the Night Fury. He could definitely see the resemblance between the two. It was almost as if they were the two sides of the same coin: one was good while the other was evil. What kind of history did these two species have? Was it possible that these two species were so rare because they had hunted each other to near extinction?
There were so many questions unanswered in his mind, that it was hard for him to anticipate where the dragon might strike. A cold shiver went down his spine and a gut feeling began to hound on him. “Toothless, turn around!”
The Night Fury spun around violently, his tail just barely avoiding the jaws of the Shadow Lord, who had just reappeared. Toothless growled as they found themselves in the middle of a stare down.
The Shadow Lord showed nothing but hate in his eyes towards Toothless; but when he looked up to see Hiccup riding on his back, the rage turned into confusion. Never had the dragon seen a Viking and a dragon work together like this before. There was something unsettling with this alliance. The Shadow Lord understood that he was not just fighting one mind, but two. Even with someone as puny as the mini-Viking that rode on his back, he knew that together, they were much more formidable than he had originally anticipated.
The giant dragon growled before he turned himself invisible. “Not again!” Hiccup complained.
After a minute of anticipating an attack that did not come, Toothless sniffed the area out for the dragon. He, then, twisted his neck so he could see Hiccup at the corner of his eyes and let out a gentle moan. He did not smell the dragon; the Shadow Lord had left the fight.
Hiccup let out a sigh of relief as the rain continued to drench the young Viking. Cold, wet, and tired, the two of them made their way back down to his friends.
The first one to greet him was Astrid, who had been watching the battle very closely. “What happened?”
“I don’t know,” Hiccup admitted. “He took a look at me on top of Toothless and vanished."
Looking up at him, Astrid noticed his heavy breathing and the rings that were under his eyes. “You look exhausted.”
Hiccup did not reply, but he was indeed glad that this was all over for now. “I-I have to take Toothless back and tend to his wounds. Do you think you can get everyone back to the village?”
“Don’t worry about us,” she replied. “We’ll see you back home.”
Hiccup nodded as he petted Toothless across the neck. “Come on, Toothless, let’s get going.”
The group of Vikings watched as Hiccup and Toothless took to the sky. After they were out of sight, Bitwolf let out a moan. Everyone gathered around him as he opened his eyes. Confused and disoriented, he looked around at his surroundings. The wild fire that was burning the forest was all but put out by the downpour of rain. “What happened? Where did the dragon go?”
This was going to take some fine explaining mixed with some little white lies.
Next Chapter Coming 3/30/11
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Post by nightfurymaster on Mar 23, 2011 18:57:01 GMT -5
BEST CHAPTER YET!!! I can't believe how intense that was! Soo glad Toothless is okay.
VERY good presentation! Such an intense seen can really be messed up by bad word choice and presentation, but you nailed it!!
Can't wait for next chapter!!!!!!
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Post by toothless11 on Mar 23, 2011 20:09:00 GMT -5
Great chapter! At least Toothless didn't get REALLY hurt. By the looks of it, Hiccup and Toothless CAN defeat the shadow lord. Oh a few errors:
The dragon turned in circles, seemingly trying to chose who to go after first. If he did not know better, it looked like he was determining which one of them would make easier prey. They did not have much time before the dragon ma
You put "chose" an not "choose there. And another one:
Hiccup nodded as he petted Hiccup across the neck. “Come on, Toothless, let’s get going.”
Hiccup petted himself?? That's funny lol.
Can't wait for the next chapter!
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Post by mrjop2 on Mar 23, 2011 21:51:59 GMT -5
Thanks for pointing that out. I've made the corrections to all the places I have posted the chapter.
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