Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-34320391-20181031112919/@comment-34320391-20181211053850

Nik

“Who, who are you?” I whispered, my vision still scarred from the face that was now embedded in my mind. It was a description I could vaguely grasp to but couldn’t remember.

''“My name is long forgotten of your time. What matters more is the task on hand.”''

It was only then I remembered. I was in a cave, and… the sword. My eyes darted to where the sword had been but it was gone. I scanned the dark cave, which was only lit by the moon and stars from the gaping hole we’d fallen from. I spotted the sword at the far end of the cave.

The same urge spread across my body, pushing my weak body across the concrete, sandy floor. The floor was like sand that had been pressed together for a million of years. Smooth, sandy but rock hard. As my hand ran across the floor in front of me, I noticed it. A speck of blood, smeared on my forearm. As I bought my other hand to it I felt a long scar that had not been there moments before.

 Was it moments before?

It was then I looked upon myself to see my ripped jacket, huge claw marks of an unidentifiable monster. My clothes were stained dark red, but nothing seemed serious, except the fatigue it bought on my body.

Then I realised. Both Tris and Red had fallen here as well. Were they still alive? Did they face a fate worse than mine?

My eyes darted around the cave, and then I heard a low growl. From behind one of the huge piles of gold, almost acting as pillars to keep the ceiling up, emerged a huge, winged monster. With a glance at it’s front paws I knew it was the same beast that had been mere millimetres from taking my life.

I began to crawl backwards, hitting the wall of the cave, away from the beast. But it wasn’t looking for me. No, it wasn’t looking at me. It was looking at a girl with fiery red hair who stood defiantly in front of it. Red.

From somewhere in the black someone whispered, “a dragon.”

My mind blew up. So many thoughts flooded my mind. All the stories were real. Hiccup was real. Dragons exist! But somewhere in my mind, I felt like I already knew all this. But the voice in my head remained quiet.

Then, unexpectedly, Red raised her hand, up, towards the dragon.

"The move," breathed the voice in my head. I don't know how it could but it did.

I never read the fairytales but I’ve heard of the feat they called training a dragon. How it was remotely possible, I never bothered to read into.

I watched with utter awe as the dragon’s eyes bored into Red, as she somehow managed to keep her ground. She was, somehow doing it. I heard a scuffle, somewhere within the darkness to my right. My eyes searched, finding a glint of blonde, that slowly closed the distance between herself, and the scene that was unfolding.

Then Red pulled up a second hand. “What is she doing?” I asked myself, with the… face agreeing as well. Then Red took a step backwards. And another. Her hands were now high above her heads, her mouth opened, and she screamed.

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GET THE SWORD!!!

"What?"

Get my sword!

"Why?"

''The girls going to die, stupid. Get the sword and we can save her. ''

On cue, the dragon roared.

"We?"

Just get the sword!

His face flashed across my mind, snapping me out of my trance. Strength was already coming back, and I stumbled towards my (sorry his) sword, which laid a couple of metres ahead of me.

"I want some answers? Who are you?"

Somehow my mind groaned. It was a weird experience. “''My name is Viggo Grimborn. I was a … ally of Hiccup till my dying day, and I’m here to save you and your friend.''”

"Then why doesn’t Hiccup mention you?"

Maybe, just maybe, Hiccup isn’t like what your elders tell you.

I picked up the sword, and heaved myself up. I felt power surging through me, and I struggled to maintain consciousness.

"What… what’s happening?"

''I just haven’t felt my sword in so long. It’s truly a masterpiece isn’t it. Inspired by Hiccup’s himself.''​​​​​, you know.

“What… are you trying to do me…” I forced out, between deep breaths.

“Just giving you the opportunity to be me but more."

"Well, I decline.” I whispered out to no-one, as the struggle within me ceased.

''“Farewell, boy, but remember, there is more I can give you. More skill, more knowledge, more power, than you’d ever imagine.” ''

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A huge bang echoed around the cave, shaking the unstable cave. Somehow I’d completely forgotten about the dragon that was about to kill Red moments ago.

“Red!” I shouted as the most useless person ever. The dragon turned around and faced towards me. Behind it I saw Red lying on the floor, winded, with Tris helping her.

Tris must’ve saved her… (That's my thought, not Viggo's, right? Right? Hello?)

"So Mr Viggo, what is this dragon? And are dragons even real? And on that  thought, shouldn’t dragons be extinct?"

''Ah, this dragon is a Sandbuster, the type of dragon which hoards up gold and shiny objects in its cave and the occasional human or animal for food. And I’m as surprised as you are. How are dragons not ruling the modern world, or if not, how are they so scarce? Did Krogan and his boss actually manage to enslave all the dragons? ''

I continued to step backwards as the dragon slowly stepped towards me.

"So, I’ve got your sword, what do I do with it?"

Well, if you give me control, I can kill it for you…

"No. Tell me, what is it’s weakness."

''Its weakness, ah yes. I’ve heard a tale of a young boy, a bit older than you, that goes by the name of Hiccup, who managed to trap a Sandbuster with mere rays of sunlight.''

"The sun! Yes! Wait, no. It’s the middle of the night. "

''Ah, yes. That can be a problem. Viable option two. You run.''

So that’s what I did. Seeing an opening behind a pillar to my left, I ran as fast as I could, gripping Viggo’s sword tightly as I disappeared into the shadows.

I crouched in the darkness, watching the Sandbuster scanning its surroundings. Then suddenly, a hand clasped my mouth. With a muffled shout, Red (or was it Tris?) dragged me away.

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That took me a while.