"Speaking" - 'Thinking' - "Dragon Tongue"

I knew I was different from the other Vikings when I was little. I could hear other voices during the raid, voices that weren't mine. When I first heard them, I thought it was just other Vikings. But later on, when I came face-to-face with my first dragon, I knew the truth. I could understand what the dragons were saying, but no one else could. I thought I was going crazy in some way as If I were losing my mind. I tried to tell my dad, but he thought I was crazy, so I stopped talking about it.

Berk
Hiccup's POV

Dad told me to stay inside again, but I never listen. After all, Gobber needed me in the blacksmith. Already, the other Vikings were complaining about me being out. A hand grabbed the collar of my shirt, bringing my attention to my dad, Stoick. Dad looked a little mad that I was already outside, "Hiccup?! What are you doing out again? I told you to stay inside!" I decided to be quicker on my way to Blacksmith, quickly finding my way there. Gobber notices me enter, "Nice of you to join the party, Hiccup!" Gobber was the only real family I had, even if he thought me crazy for 'Understanding' the dragons. "I doubt they would get far. They wouldn't know what to do with all. This." Gobber laughed, and pointed at some weapons which needed sharpening, "Best you get to work."

I got to work sharpening the many Swords, Axes, and Maces littered around. While grinding, I noticed the 'Fire Brigade' dousing fires. Honestly, now that I look at them, it's a dumb job. Even if they did manage to put out fires, the dragons would relight them. And that's not because all the members of it hate me, with Astrid and Snotlout being the worst. Snotlout at first, roughed me up a bit for 'Understanding' the demons. Then after I stopped, he got more violent, and it wasn't uncommon to have a few bruises or even cuts after a run-in with him. Astrid, was just as bad, although she didn't get physical, her verbal abuse would tear me apart. Maybe, I could show them I wasn't only a useless Viking. No, I will show them.

I started to silently go out before being lifted and put back inside the Blacksmith. "Where do you think you're going?" Gobber was right in front of me. "Please give me two minutes, and I'll kill a dragon. My life would get infinitely better." Gobber glared at me, "I know you want to, but you'll only up getting yourself killed." I looked down a bit before speaking again, "It's not like anyone cared about my death in the first place." Gobber sighed, "Hiccup, I know you haven't had the best reputation, but I won't let you get yourself killed.", "Gobber please, just let me kill a dragon.", Gobber then shouted at hiccup, "With what, You can barely lift an Axe or Mace, You can't lift a hammer, and you can't even throw one of these!" He holds up a bola, which a Viking takes out of his hand to throw at a dragon.

"Yeah, well, this will do it for me!" I pat my prized Bola Launcher, which opens and fires a Bola at a nearby Viking, causing me to wince. "Hiccup, you're staying here." I hang my head and go back to grinding. Just then, a sound catches my attention, the sound of death approaching. Gobber screamed in warning to the others, "NIGHT FURY, GET DOWN!" a nearby Catapult is torn to shreds, while Gobber replaces his Prosthetic for an ax and looks to me. "Stay. Here. I mean it!" He then does a war-cry while charging a nearby dragon. A night fury hasn't been seen or heard from in well over three years, so maybe I can show them I'm not so useless. I head over to my Bola Thrower and get it ready for transport, then wheel it out as someone shouts, "Hey, where are you going!?"

After a while, I get on an empty hill perfect to set up. I finish setting up the launcher, "Come on, give me something to shoot." then I hear the familiar sound of whistling, then a catapult erupts in flames. I aim at moving shadow and fire, jolting me back a bit as a screech is heard. Everything almost slows down for me, "I hit it? I hit it! Did anyone see that?" A snarl erupts from in front of me. A Monstrous Nightmare walks up, effortlessly crushing my launcher, "You dare to strike the Shadowstalker, Pest?" my eyes widen in fear, as I step back. I turn and run as fast as I can, crying out in fear. I see a pole and quickly move to hide behind it, just barely avoiding the scorching flames.

I look behind me, to see the Nightmare moving up, "What a pathetic insect, you cannot hope to run from me." I scowl, before yelling at it, "I'm not an insect!". The Nightmare freezes, eyes widening just as Dad jumps down and smashes the Nightmare with his hammer. The Nightmare narrows its eyes, before coughing up some liquid flame to which dad said, "You're all out, demon.". Dad proceeds to smash the nightmare across the head, to which the Nightmare decides to retreat. Dad turns to me, as the Torch Pole collapses and tumbles down to set free several nadders. I look down a bit in shame, "Sorry." Dad shakes his head and I sheepishly speak up again, "I hit a night fury though.". Dad huffs and grabs me by the collar, beginning to walk off. "Oh come on, I really did hit a night fury. I had a clear shot and it went down near Raven's Point, let's send a search par-", Dad shouted at me "STOP! Just... stop. Every time you go outside, disaster follows. I have bigger problems, with an entire village to feed!"

I looked to the villagers, who were looking like they could use 'less feeding', "I mean, they look like they could use a little 'less feeding'." Dad glared at me, "This isn't a joke! Why can't you just stay in the house?!", "Because, when I see a dragon... I just want to kill it.". Dad grabbed my shoulder, "You are many things, but you are NOT a dragon killer. Get back to the house." Dad tells Gobber to take me home, and as go the 'Fire Brigade' decides to butt in. Tuffnut is the first to speak up, "Quite the Performance.", Snotlout also speaks up "I've never seen useless mess up so badly!". I try to avoid Astrid's menacing glare. On the way home, I decided Gobber wouldn't believe me about the night fury, so I kept quiet. Maybe tomorrow I can go looking for that night fury and prove I really shot it down.