Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-34320391-20181119131046/@comment-36570662-20181201000117

Kate

I wraped my coat tighter around me as I walked to my old hut. Many memories kept flooding my brain but I forced them back. All my thoughts where negitive.

"''Ugh tommorow is the next trial and I don't have my DRAGON! of all the days someone could have stole him.  And Sniper, my poor little felle he was freaking out.  It was sure sweet of Aidan to take him. He can be a handfull. I hope he can handle him.  Oh Stormslicer where did you go?" As ''I finished this thought I look up and I am at my old front door. I rub the post, It was worn and scratched, just the way I remebered it befor I left. I don't bother to knock on the door. I twist the handle. It opens and I walk in trailing snow behind me. Inside everything was different. The walls where purple and blue. The fire place was repaved with ruby red bricks. Lavender colored pillows and couches where everywhere. Instead of the soft worn down wood floor that my father built with his bare hands, it was replaced with marble floors and on top of that was lavender colored rugs.

"''No suprise there, must be here favorite color. Ugh lavander is now my lest favorite color." ''I thought as I wrinkeld my nose. As I looked around at my house that has been completly changed, I falied to notice my dragon in the middle of the room. Sleeping infront of the fire. When I finally noticed I gave a small gasp.

"Slicer,Oh slicer. Thank Thor you are safe.  You don't know how worried I was boy." I start to say but my words turn mostly into a sob. I hug my dragon and hold him tight talking into his scales. My Grandmother, tall and strong women with gold earings and rings dressed around her. My Grandmother was rich, she had made her forten on selling dragons and weapons. She was filthy rich. She walks in a silent as a mouse.

"Hello grandaughter.  I have been waiting for you." She said, voice dripping like venom off a Speed stinger. I look up from Stomslicer. My breath falls short at the look of her. I stand up trying not to look at her.

"Grandmother." I mumble still looking down.

"Why do you look so.  Ordinary, didn't my son teach you anything about your bloodline?" She replied, ignoring my words and sitting down admiring her rings.

"No, because you are a discrase to my father, he hated that you sold dragons.  You never cared about him and he always worried about money because you took it from him.  You ment nothing to our family." I spat and her. Anger bubbling up inside of me like a dormant valcano.

"Now Now why such words?  You should be PROUD that you are desended from Dragon hunters." Her voice was mencing. Those words felt like a dagger being driven into my heart. I clench my fists.

"''Don't fall for her words, they just want you to forget why you are here and to completly destory your mentle self." ''

"Just give me my dragon and I will leave you alone.  I always have. Haven't I? I never ask anything of you." I replied coldlly.

"No."My grandmother said smugly

"I will ask you again, Give me my dragon." I say louder this time.

"Well let me think.  UM NO.  You see grandaughter this dragon.  If you can even call him that,  is very usfull to me.  Your deadly Nadder has extremly sharp spines. Sharper then any nadder I know and so I will sell his barbs and I will become richer.  So No you can not have him back." She says cooly. I walk out. I feel like I have exepted defet. But really I haven't, I have defised a plan that will get rid of my grandmother for at least a few days. She may be after me again but I will be ready. I quickly walk back out into the snow and walk to the orphanage and find Isla. I quickly explain to her that I need help getting my dragon back. I am thankfull that she agrees. We both trudge through the snow with her dragon flying above us. As we head to the market. I tell Isla my plan

"Ok so after I buy the knock out potien we head to my grandmothers hut.  Ok?"

"Ok but why do we need the potien.?"

"To put her to sleep.  Then we won't have any problem with taking my dragon back." I said

"Why do you need me then?"

"She has at least 10 dragon cages down in her newly added basment.  There that is full of dragons." I take a breath

"Do I risk telling her" I debate in my head. Finally I decide to tell her.

"You can't tell anybody, but I am decended from dragon hunters.  My grandmother hunts and sells and sometimes kills dragons.  I am not proud of it but I am planning to end it."I say, it sounded as if I was going into battle. Isla's face looked horrifed but she stayed and agreed. We got the potien and ran as fast as we could to my Grandmothers house. I walk into her bedroom with the vile in my hands. She was asleep which was good. I pour it down her throat.

"That should keep her  asleep for a few days." I said. I drag her out of her bed and take her down t the basment. Isla had already cleared 2 cages. I put my grandmother in the cage and locked the door. I put the key on the ground nere it. She is still family. I help Isla with the other cages. When we finish I grab the another pair of keys that are hanging on a nob.

I run up the stairs and unlock Stormslicer from his shackles on the ground. He was free at last! Isla and Iwalk out of the hut.

"Please don't tell anybody about this." I say with a worried tone in my voice.

"I won't.  I promise." She responds with a calm tone and a reasured pat. We seperate and I walk back to meade hall.

"Thanks for wathing Sniper." I said taking my dragon. Sniper gave a joyful squack licks me and goes to Stormslicer. He and Slicer where both happy. I turn around from watching them. I see Aiden's flame sword.

"Woah cool flame sword! Did you make it from Hiccups book? because Thats where I learned how to make mine.  Its almost finished I just can't find any jel?"

"OH yea thanks, and your welcome.  I just bought the book from the market today.  Sniper has a great shot.  I get why you named him that."

"Well yeah I did." I swelled with pride at my little dragon. After a few mintes of chatting I waved goodbye and headed back to my hut. With both of my dragons.