Last night was... Odd. After getting into bed, I began to fall asleep. I've never done that before. It was always a long time before I fell asleep. I also woke up in the morning. Every night, I would get nightmares and wake up later... Oh. My. God. I-I didn't get any nightmares! I didn't get any nightmares? How- how is that even possible?

BOOM! There were loud roars, battle cries, and screams of terror. Is this dragon raid? Well, I'm dead.

"EYDIS!" Someone shouted. Wha-? Who-? Me? Oh! Right, that's me. Ramona EXPLODED though the door. Seriously, exploded, the house was on fire behind her, the smell of smoke instantly hit my lungs and I started coughing, falling out of bed. Wait, what? Fire? Fire?! How have I not noticed?!

"Eydis! Oh gods, come on, we need to get to the Great Hall, you'll be safe there!" She said, dragging me to my feet by my arm.

"Wha-? What's going on?" I asked, stumbling after her as she opened up a window.

"It's a dragon raid! Didn't Hiccup tell you that we get those? Didn't anyone?" She seamed really frantic now.

"Of course I was told! I was just wondering-"

"Dragon raids are bad!" There was an explosion from outside. The door fell over, having been burned of its can hinges. The fire was spreading fast, eating up the house as it went.

Ramona gasped. "We need to go, now! Jump out the window!"

"What?!"

"Go! I'll be right behind you!" I was about to go, but then I saw it. The light brown fabric of the bag I was given on the first day I got here.

"Then you go first!" I shouted. "I won't go until you do!" I must have sounded like a pouty three-year-old. Ramona stared at me in absolute shock, a rather comical look, but this wasn't the situation to laugh. The heat was becoming unbearable. "GO!" I screamed, and she swung her legs over the windowsill.

"Come right after me." She said. After I nodded, she slid out. I instantly jumped over my bed, grabbed the bag, and dove out the window. I landed not-so-gracefully on my face. Well, not quite, but I didn't land the way I meant to. Ramona yanked me to my feet, and started dragging me to the "Great Hall" or whatever. On our way there, we ran into-

"Hiccup! What are you doing out?!" Ramona shouted at him as he ran past.

"Sorry!" He shouted back.

"Hey, try to not get killed!" I yelled, but before he could respond, he was in the chaos, and I was nearing the Great Hall.

DANG, it was HUGE! Those doors must have taken SO much wood! No wonder they call it the "Great Hall", but SERIOUSLY?! Why would those doors need to be SO big?! Are they trying to allow dragons in?!

"Ok, stay here, don't kill anyone, and..."

"I'll be fine, Ramona," I rolled me eyes.

"Ok, I'm going to go see if anyone needs my help!" And with that, she ran outside.

"It's not like the last few times, dad! I really actually hit it! It went down, just off Raven point. Let's get a search party out there before it-"

"STOP!" Stoick shouted at his son. "Stop, every time you step outside, disaster falls! Can you not see I have bigger problems?! Winter is almost here and I have an entire village to feed!"

"Between you and me, the village could do with a little LESS feeding, don't you think?" Oh Hiccup, and his witty remarks. That's really going to get him killed someday.

"It's not a joke, Hiccup!" Stoick sighed, clearly extremely frustrated. "Why can't you follow the simplest orders?!"

"I can't stop myself! I see a dragon and I have to just... Kill it, you know? It's who I am, dad." Uhhhhh... Yeah no, it's really not. YOU RIDE DRAGONS IN THE FUTURE, GOD DAMN IT! Oh wait, I don't know that.

"You are many things, Hiccup. But a dragon killer is not one of them." Stoick explained calmly.

"THANK YOU!" I mumbled under my breath, much too soft for anyone to hear.

"Get back to the house. Make sure he gets there! I have his mess to clean up." Really? "His mess"? WASN'T IT A FREAKING DRAGON RAID?! It wasn't just Hiccup causing the damage! You really need a parenting class, Stoick!

I decided I would Gobber and Hiccup to Hiccup's house. I'm not creepy, or anything, I just want to-

WHAM! Sorry, I had to stop and kick Snotlout in the shins. He glared at me murderously, and I slowly parted my lips into an unsettling smile, causing him to cower away a little. I have that affect on people sometimes.

As we reach the house, Hiccup finally speaks up.

"I really did hit one." He said, sounding dejected.

"Sure, Hiccup." Gobber said sarcastically.

"He never listens!"

"Well, it runs in the family." Gobber said, knowing Hiccup wouldn't here over his rant.

"And when he does, it's always with this... disappointed scowl. Like someone skimped on the meat in his sandwich. Excuse me, barmaid! I'm afraid you brought me the wrong offspring. I ordered an extra large boy with beefy arms. Extra guts and glory on the side. This here, this is a talking fish bone!" Hiccup finished his speech dejectedly. Wait a minute, how come he and the other teens don't have Scottish accents, but the adults do? Do they only get them when they get older?

"Now, you're thinking about this all wrong. It's not so much what you look like, it's what's inside that he can't stand." Gobber explained to Hiccup, attempting and failing to make him feel better. WHAT THE HECK?! How is that supposed to help him?!

"Thank you for summing that up." Well this is depressing. If these are the pep talks he gets, then how does he keep going?

"Look, the point is, stop trying so hard to be something you're not." Gobber amended his statement. Yes, do stop. It's really hard to watch this.

"I just want to be one of you guys." Hiccup mumbled before entering his house. Gobber sighed and walked away. Ok, now's my chance. I creep through the grass I was hiding in like I was stalking prey. Well, a house isn't prey, right? Once I reached it, I jumped up and dashed to the back, only just in time to see Hiccup stumbling down the hill from the other side. Once he reached the trees, which are huge by the way, I sprinted down as quietly as I could, almost slamming right into a tree. I watched him walk about, drawing in his book everyone in a while. I crept to the next tree, then the next, then the next, until I was behind the one right next to him. The sadness in his eyes was almost pitiful, but what was even worse was the fact that he had self disappointment written all over his face. This should cheer him up...

"BOO!"

"AH! Eydis!" He shouted at me, clearly embarrassed by how easily he was startled. I giggled as he looked at me with a hardened gaze. "How long have you been fallowing me?"

"Since the dragons left." I said smugly. He wore a look of sadness again. "Awww, come on, let's find that dragon!"

He looked at me like... I had just turned into a dragon my self. Bet you haven't heard that one, have you?! "What? You believe I actually shot it down?"

I was suddenly worried. "Didn't you? I mean, why else would you be in the woods?" There's that sadness again. I made a similar face, and he raised an eye brow.

"Why are you making that face?"

"It's the same one you keep making." I said casually, rolling my eyes.

He blinked at me. "Ok..." We started walking again.

"So, what do you think it looks like?" I asked, wanting to know what he thought. His mood changed slightly, becoming more positive.

"Dark, large, but smaller than a Nightmare, and..." He trailed off, clearly having yet to give it thought.

"Long wings?" I suggested, not really remembering what Toothless looked like very well.

"I guess so." He said, pulling out his book to a page that looked like a slightly unfinished map. After adding a few more lines, it was complete.

"Is that of the forest?" I asked, and he nodded. "The whole forest?" He nodded again. "How do you know what it looks like?!"

"I've had a lot a time to myself." He said glumly.

And... It's been hours since we started. Yay, walking! Well, it feels like hours, probably not though, considering I'm still on my feet. Hiccup is a little in front of me, obviously more annoyed than I am.

He sighs in frustration. "Oh the gods hate me! Some people lose their knife, or their mug, oh but not me, I managed to lose an entire dragon!" WHACK! He slapped a tree branch, and it hit him right back in the face.

"You must have offended it." I giggled, a least until I saw the torn up earth and destroyed trees. Hiccup starts slowly walking closer to where Toothless will be. I looked at where the branch that hit him was, or where it would have been, had it not disappeared. Their was no sign of it being ripped off, so where did it go? I touched the tree cautiously, wondering if it would disappear too. I heard Hiccup gasp, and my head whipped around to look at him. He gave me a terrified look, and slowly raised his head over the dirt mound. I stared at his look of astonishment as I slowly knelt next to him.

"Is that it?" I whispered, suddenly terrified my self. Without responding, he whipped out his knife, and climbed over the dirt mound. Rolling my eyes, I did the same. "So, that's a yes, then." He clumsily hit his back agent a nearby boulder, but I (as stealthily as I could) crouched next to him. We slowly created around the rock and... WOW! Toothless is a lot bigger than I expected! I backed away.

"Oh, this- this fixes everything! Yes! I have brought down this mighty beast!" Hiccup put his foot on the dragon before him but only to get shoved off. He yelped and jumped back. We both stared into the NightFury's now open eyes.

"H-hi." I said shakily, lifting my hand in greeting. Hiccup slowly turned to me with a raised eyebrow. I shrugged and made a "I don't know" face. Toothless let out a pained moan and shifted his weight. I looked down on him with pity.

"He's hurting, isn't he." Hiccup said quietly.

"Yes." I walked up next to him. Toothless looked at us standing together with pleading eyes. We stood there in silence for a long time after that. "You don't want to kill him, do you?"

He sighed. "How could you tell?"

"If you did, he would be dead by now." I said a-matter-of-factly.

"No, I don't. But what choice do I have! What kind of Viking would I be if I just walked away from this!" He hung his head

"A terrible one." I murmured.

"See! I have to!" He shouted.

"That's not what I meant." I said, grabbing his wrist. "I meant that you would be a terrible anything if you walked away and let this animal die the slow and painful dead of starvation."

Hiccup blinked me. "Wh-what?"

"You would be still killing him." I said. "If you just walk away he'd still die."

Hiccup looked at the tiny weapon in his hand and sighed. "So what should I do?"

"Ok, first, we. Second, whatever you think is right." I said and awkwardly placed a hand on his shoulder.

Taking a deep breath, he knelt down next to the downed dragon and started cutting the ropes. I knelt down too but only got through one before Toothless jumped up and knocked me aside.

I stared at Hiccup in horror as the "unholy offspring of lightning and death itself" stood over him. Well, sorta on him, but he did look like he was about to blow Hiccup up. After a few painstaking terrifying moments, the dragon screeched right in his face, and clumsily flew off, crashing into a cliff on his way.

After a few puffing breaths, Hiccup stood, only to collapse again on the ground. I would have helped had I not been to shocked to move. The again, I probably would have face-palmed first.

And now it begins.

OH MY GOD

SO SORRY

First my internet broke (don't know how I lasted so long), then I couldn't sign in, then the holidays and New Years... I meant to post something on on January first, but... SLEEP OVER TOOK ME! Ok, so... New chapters should start coming in! It's been awhile, BUT I HAVE SLAYED THE WRITERS BLOCK, AND CONTINUE MY ADVENTURE OF STORY WRITING! Really wanted to say that.