The Monster
On an island
Unable to be reached
By ones common mind
Lived a man.
Now this man
Didn't live with anyone else
But, he did live with something else
A monster.
That's what "they" called it
A being so dark even the moon feared it
They called it the Unholy Offspring of Lightning and Death Itself.
But the man called him Toothless.
Now the man wasn't your "typical" person
He had a gift
Now, the gift wasn't strength, or charisma
Nothing, as common as that
No, that would be too easy
And he definitely wouldn't be where he is today
No, this man could train dragons
But he made a mistake.
The man trusted too much
When she ran back to the village
Screaming for the chief
He knew his heart had betrayed him
He hadn't realized that, that love was fleeting
So quickly that he couldn't see it coming
He has now realized that, his heart only betrayed him once.
He smiled happily knowing the fact.
He watched as his real love
Jump into a large patch of dragon nip
Ones eyes caught the others
The pleading eyes so green they mimicked emeralds.
The man smiled a wide grin
At The Monster
It still pleaded for his mate to join him
The man jumped for his friend and lover.
Only to be interrupted mid way through
The Monster now stood guard
The man hadn't heard or seen anything
But now he could smell it; smoke.
The man got from underneath
Just to see torches in the dying day
He commanded The Monster to run
To the cot that he'd built for them
All too soon a voice that cracked like thunder
Called his name; Hiccup
O' how the man hated that name
Given to the smallest of a group, the runt.
The man didn't respond to that name
Not after being banished.
No proper viking makes friends with a dragon
He'd said.
When the voice roared again
The man steeled himself
When he stepped out, he asked what they wanted
The Monster was nowhere to be seen.
The voice told the man that they'd come for him
But the him, wasn't the man
Though he chuckled and all but broke into a laugh
His father grimaced at the act.
You know you can't have him, the man said
I'm not here to be given, I intend to take him, his father replied
He's gone, No proper dragon befriends a viking, father
You lie, his father screamed.
You wouldn't let that devil leave, the chief sneered
You caught me, the man said
He let out a smile, then a whistle
The man heard a small whine come from the cot.
The horizon took its last sip of the sun
as it gave birth to the moon
The only light from the sputtering torches.
The moon reared its ugly head over the hill.
Another whistle from the man
This time The Monster showed
Its scales lightly reflecting the night
It came up under the man's hand.
It didn't move or make a sound
It had something in its mouth
The man held out his hand
The Monster gave the heavenly sword to him
The man held it in front of himself
Not at the others
But at the ground, its point gently placed in the dirt
It's handle pushed by the palm of his hand.
The sword was unique
So sharp that it could cut through the stone the others used
The middle was hallow, only a few beams ran through it
On a moments notice it could be set ablaze.
The men stood
One calm
One with anger riddling his body
The calm one began to laugh.
What's the problem father,
Can't strike down you own son?
Or is it fear, fear of being struck down
by the one you've come to kill?
The Monster snorted
In one blink the eyes changed
Slits so fine, you can barely see them
Against the forest that was The Monster's eyes.
As The Monster stood
The sound of people gripping their weapons
Could be heard all the way down the hill
The man smiled again.
That meant the entire village was there
Where were the other teens his age?
They were surely old enough to go on raids
Weren't they.
The man asked
The chief growled at him
But just as the man predicted
The others stepped from behind the wall.
The man chuckled
They looked so cute in their raid gear
You still torture those dragons, the man asked
Tortured, Ha they deserve it, Snotlout screamed.
He only chuckled again
Idiots listen up! The man yelled
You have made a powerful enemy
All because of her; the man said with a toxic tone.
We could have kept it a secret
But because of your actions
Berk. Will. Be. Razed. To. The. Ground.
I Promise.
Let's go bud, the man began to walk away
Where do you think you're going? Boomed behind them
The man stopped but only for a second
"You'll never catch us, I wouldn't even bother."
The next second, the cot caught flame
The blue bolt struck so perfectly along the side
They only watched as the two black figures walked away
Until they blended into the night.