《How To Train Your Dragon: The Next Heir》Chapter 8 - Final Test
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Eylimi's POV:
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"Hey." I heard a call from my right. I turn to face Hunter. I awkwardly turn back and keep walking as he approaches. "Ready?" He asked.
"Hehe, yeah, ready as I'll ever be." I smile.
"Let's just hope the Thunderdrum goes easy on us." He nudged me.
"Yeah..." I responded awkwardly. We hear the crowd ahead, on the other side of the bridge. We walk across it where we were lifted up and passed over people as they cheered.
"That's my girl!" I hear dad yell as he stands at the front. Before me and Hunter knew it we were at the gates, about to enter the arena.
"Good luck." He said.
"You too." I smiled.
"Open the gates!" I heard mum yell.
"Open the gates!" People passed on.
"Opening the gates!" Gobber copied as he lifted the latch, letting us in. We walked in slowly as the gates closed behind us.
"Release the dragon!" Mum ordered again as the gate was slowly lifted. The gate opened the full way but nothing emerged. There was just darkness, deep within the small cave. The crowd went silent as they stood above. Slowly we saw the purple dragon emerge.
"What the?" Hunter muttered to himself. My eyes widened as wide as they could go as the creature slowly emerged into the sunlight. It wasn't a Thunderdrum.
"What's he thinking?!" The crowd talked amongst themselves as the creature continued to step forward. I thought they said it would be a Thunderdrum.
"Hiccup?!" I heard mum blame him.
"What? I didn't do this!" He said back as he raced to the bars above the arena to look down on me and see if I was alright.
This was no Thunderdrum. This is a Duskclaw. The most stubborn type of dragon existent. A dragon that obeys no one. The species that has never been trained. One of the fastest dragons, just behind a night fury, even faster than a skrill that rides lighning.
The purple beast with two slim but strong wings stepped forward. It's two big, long ears tossed back as it growled. One leg in front of the other as the four legged creature got closer. It's nose sniffed the air. The giant frills on its neck stayed down and its tail wings stayed closed. The spikes on its back, closed staying flat. Hunter suddenly grabbed hold of my hand and pulled me back a bit. The creature had its head close to the floor as it got closer and closer.
Suddenly it stopped and lifted its head as high as it could. It spread out its wings, showing the Dimond design, imprinted on it. The spikes laying flat on its back shot up and it's neck frills opened, it's ears stuck up, threateningly and its tail swung and hit the ground with a bang as it roared a might roar that made the ground shake. I jumped back with Hunter. The dragon made a hissing noise. I pushed Hunter to the ground with a shove as a blast of boiling lava shot above us, melting the gate clear off.
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"Oh no." Hunter muttered as I quickly forced him to his feet and we ran.
"SOMEBODY GET IN THERE AND HELP THEM!" Gobber yelled. That was all I heard before suddenly everything went dark, a cloud of smoke laid around me as I was hidden in the arms of Hunter. The people wouldn't have seen. And no one else would know what had really happened. Except me.
Just before the cloud of smoke covered the area, Hunter disappeared. I looked around for him for a glimpse second, when I saw him. He stood in front of the dragon. The dragon looked like it was about to make a quick lunch of him.
That's when I saw him. Hunter dropped his sword and slowly backed away. The dragon looked at him for a minute. Hunter took a deep breath. Then closed his eyes. He stood there solid, as if he wanted the dragon to eat him. The dragons head rose again, frills out, making himself look bigger.
A huge amount of fire left his mouth. I screamed for a second thinking Hunter was just blown to bits. I went to grab my staff for protection but it wasn't with me. Smoke surrounded me and filled the arena. I was about to fall to my knees when someone put there arms around me, quickly pulling me towards them.
I couldn't see the dragon anymore. All I saw was smoke. I looked up to see Hunter looking down at me. He survived? How? The smoke slowly cleared and I heard the crowd gasp. I slowly opened my eyes and turned my head away from his chest.
There, the Duskclaw stand, head down, bowing to...me? I looked back up to Hunter. He looked down to my staff, he was holding. He must have taken it just before he disappeared. We looked down at it together, one end pointed to the dragons head. The other end pointed to Hunter.
Who knows what happened. But whatever it was, the dragon obeyed. The crowed stood still. Staring at us and the dragon. I backed away from Hunter a bit as he gave me the staff. The dragon rose its head to me, looking down to me. It stood, waiting for instructions. The crowed cheered. But that was all cut way to soon.
I heard a roar. I looked up knowing who's it was. So did Hunter. Strangely the Duskclaw picked both me and Hunter up, protectively, leaving us dangling above the ground in its mouth. There above me, Cloudjumper landed with a mighty roar on top of the cage.
Everyone began to run after him but he pushed everyone away with his wings as he cut the chains with his claws. He landed in the arena as I pushed myself out of the Duskclaws mouth. The roof of the arena collapsed because Cloudjumoer cut it and it fell, some vikings fell in with it. I jumped on Cloudjumpers back, quickly trying to take him to the air.
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"Go! Go! We need to go!" I yelled at him.
"Dad stood above me still, looking down at me. He had a proud yet sad look on his face. My mum rushed in, sliding down the wall, axe in hand. Cloudjumper took off as the Vikings below looked up to me flying away. I feel awful. Dad probably hates me. He's never going to love me again.
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Hiccup's POV:
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"Eylimi." I said to myself, considering she couldn't hear me from down there. "What have you done." I sighed as I looked at Cloudjumper who covered her protectively with his wing. I was so proud of her yet so scared that she had hurt herself. Astrid ran past me as she slid into the arena to grab her. I watched as Eylimi looked around, feeling like she had committed a crime greater than death. She looked up to me with the saddest look I have ever seen her give. As if she really thought she lost my love forever.
I saw a tear run down her cheek as Cloudjumper flew off with her aboard. They flew into the distance. I saw the vikings trying to find their dragons to go after her. Toothless nudged me and rested his head on top of mine. His head is very heavy when he does that but now I didn't even feel it.
"EYLIMI!!!" Astrid yelled as she fell to her knees in the middle of the arena. Hunter was pacing back and forth until he ran across the arena. He grabbed a rope. He ran over to the Duskclaw. Quicker than I have ever seen anyone do it, he tied the rope around its neck and hopped on. The dragon flew out of the top of the arena after Eylimi.
Before I knew it, both of them were out of sight. Astrid hugged me, crying into my shoulder as I hugged her back. I saw Eret and Learoli pacing back and forth, thinking where there son would have gone.
"What have I done? This is all my fault." I cried.
"Hiccup. It's not your fault. It's okay." Astrid comforted.
"No, I shouldn't have banned the dragon riding. This is all my fault." I blamed myself again. I saw Astrid wipe away her tear and stand up straight with a frown.
"ITS NOT YOUR FAULT!" Astrid yelled. I heard others approaching. Astrid snapped me out of it and stood me up. She shook me strait. Then she removed the fur cloak and tossed it on the ground. She did the same with the belt. She shook me again. "Stop being a chief and be a father!" She ordered. That's probably why she removed the chief cloak and belt. I looked down to them on the floor and sighed.
"Hiccup, you're always the man with the plan." I head Eret say.
"You're the dragon conquer." Ruff said.
"You're the man in charge." Snotlout added. Putting a hand on her shoulder.
"You're the chief." Tuff said with Tiffany.
"You're the dragon master." Fishlegs walked closer to join them.
"You're a father." Astrid said softly, grabbing hold of my hand. "Now you need you act like on and go find your daughter. She said.
"You too Eret!" Learoli ordered, punching him in the arm.
"Ow, are you kidding me?" He said, rubbing his shoulder.
"Nope, you're going to find your son with him." She said pushing Eret over to me.
"Okay, we can do this. Come on bud." I said.
"We're going with you." I heard the kids approach. Vidgrip, Vika, Viko and Mudskip stood there, arms crossed.
"No, we aren't losing you too." Ruff said.
"But we can help." Mudskip suggested.
"Don't worry, we will find them." Tiffany comforted.
"But..." Vidgrip began.
"No!" Astrid told them.
"You lot are coming with me! While Hiccup and Eret are out on the search you four are getting your dragons!" Gobber instructed. The four of them sighed and walked away.
"I'm coming Eylimi." I whispered to myself as Toothless took off with Skullcrusher close behind.
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Hi folks.
Okay, I know I haven't updated in a while I'm sorry. But there is a really good plot line coming up so be excited.
As usual I always find an excuse as to why I didn't update but today my excuse shall be, it was my birthday! Yeah I used that excuse a lot yesterday. To much to be frank. Especially with homework. This is how it went down:
Teacher - "and sienna?"
Me - "here."
Teacher - "okay, who hasn't done their homework?"
Me - *raises hand*
Teacher - "sienna, why didn't you..."
Me - *cuts teacher off* "it's my birthday."
Teacher - "oh, Happy Birthday."
Random guy - *begins happy birthday song with rest of class*
Teacher - "whoever hasn't done their homework has lunch with me."
Class - "awww, detention? Seriously, miss?"
Teacher - "except Sienna because it's her birthday."
Class - *gives me death stairs.*
Me - "it's my day, you can't do nothing. And if you did I will squish you lot like flies."
And yep, that's pretty much what happened.
Peace out ;D
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