Everlasting [Hiccup x Reader]

Dragon Training

[Y|N]

Dragon training.

Despise it one bit but I have no choice to take a part. I can hear from those cages, the whimpers of dragons and their sounds of plead for freedom. I hate this.

I turn to my side and as always, see Hiccup. I let out a sigh. At least Hiccup's here, if I go berserk I know our thoughts about killing dragons are the same. I ghostly tugged on Hiccup's sleeve and in quick response, he turned to me.

"It'll be okay, [Y|N]...well, hopefully" Hiccup miserably failed to assure me. "Don't worry, I'm really not looking forward for any of this either. I'm sorry dad drag you into th--"

Before Hiccup could finish, Gobber cut off with his introduction: "Welcome to dragon training!"

As I look at the gate of the ring opening up, my hearing caught a murmur. "No turning back." A female voice. Hm, it's either that Astrid girl or that Ruffnut twin half. Better thank Hiccup later in informing me about the other teens.

As we enter the arena, me and Hiccup being the last to file in, I noticed a scorch mark on the stone walls of the arena. And Hiccup shuddering didn't go unnoticed by me and I also couldn't help but irked at the sight.

Who wouldn't get uneasy when the scorch marks were shaped into the sillhuete of many vikings. I wasn't for one to pity who tries to hurt any innocent dragons but just the thought of them being burn to crisp is a sight any sane viking couldn't handle.

"I hope I can get some serious burn marks" Well, that scratch off one of the sane vikings.

I look to my side to clarify to Hiccup if it was Tuffnut, but I was met with a struggling Hiccup. "You okay with axe there, Hic?"

"Yeah, it's just...I really don't want to be here" Hiccup admitted to me, our voice at a minimum level of sound. I nodded in understanding.

"I'm hoping for some mauling, like on my shoulder or lower back" Ruffnut boasts. I'm just basically guessing who's who, right about now. And obviously, she's the only one that looks like Tuffnut.

"Yeah." And I'm betting my life that was Astrid who agreed. Though, her tone made me think if she was being serious or sarcastic.

" Yeah, no kidding, right?" Hiccup sarcastically said, rolling his eyes as he does so. I couldn't help but laugh a little at Hiccup's comment. Hiccup looked at me and continue his sarcastic remark. "Pain. Love it."

All the other teen vikings turned to us and I hear groans coming from nearly all of them. Well, aside from Miss tough cookie (Astrid) who only look at me then to Hiccup and turns away. I'm guessing she's not really pleased at our appearance. But atleast she didn't out right complained.

"Oh great..." Tuffnut complained and without hesitation gestured to Hiccup. " Who let him in?"

Oh, let me kick you out of here.

Semi conscious, I let out a threatening low growl. My hands turning to a fist. Yet before I could advance another step, Hiccup put a hand on my shoulder and gave me a small smile. I can internally hear him saying, 'It's okay'.

And for the sake of Hiccup, I loosen my fists and crossed my arms. Though not before giving Tuffnut and the rest of the other teens, an intimidating glare. They're lucky, Hiccup's here. Would've been a full on brawl.

"Let's get started!" Gobber exclaimed, closing the gate of the arena.

Gobber explains to us briefly on what were going to be doing this whole training thing. Basically, the one who does the best gets to kill a dragon in front of the entire village.

Welp, I know what I'm NOT gonna do now.

"Hiccup already killed a Night Fury so does that make him disqualified or...?" Snotlout ,the one with the most punchable face, jokingly mock. The others laugh in response to Snotlouts comment excluding Astrid who continue to stay out of it all.

I felt Hiccup let out a sigh and his head lowered. God so help me, there will be the day I'll take revenge on behalf of Hiccup. I knew from the start he was the black sheep of the herd, but not this much discrimination!

"Can I transfer to the class with the cool vikings?" Snotlout sneers. Okay, enough is enough!

"Yeah, sure. If they even let you in there or much worse, wouldn't even know your even there from the start" I cooly responded, throwing daggers at that Snotlout's form.

"Hey, who do you think you are huh?" Snotlout responded, a little shaken by me talking back at him.

"Oh, oh! He's the one who took down that Deadly Nadder on the latest raid we had!" A chubby looking viking but nevertheless large teen, told Snotlout. Not really taking that Nadder down, more like putting him between to stop a family feud.

I continued, "Well look at that. I am [Y|N] [L|N], pleasure to meet you. Now, the real question here is that--who are you again?"

"What?" Snotlout by now was fuming.

" Sorry, sorry. I always forget the names of irrelevant people." I finished, a proud smirk hid behind my mask.

"Ohhh!!!" The twins laugh at my remark. "Ooh, that's gotta leave a sick burn!"

"Don't know what irrelevant means, but I know that it burned you!" Tuffnut cackled with his sister.

"O-Oh shut up!" The punchable face of a teen, became flush red from the embarrassment. Good, that'll keep him quiet for a while.

As I enjoy the defeat of my enemy I saw from my peripheral vision, Gobber went besides Hiccup and put a hand on his shoulder and said, " Don't worry, you're small and you're week. That'll make you less of a target. They'll see you as sick or insane and go after the more Viking-like teens"

Wow, note to self: Don't go to Gobber for any comforts. He's not really good at it as much as I can see.

"Now, off ya go" Gobber push us gently towards the line.

I was put second to the last, where I was in between by Hiccup and the biggest teen viking within this group. Huh, what's his name again? I know it's Fish something-something...Oh, Fishlegs!

Our eyes all train on Gobber as he goes and stand by the ends of the doors. Five doors. Each one yearning for freedom.

"Behind these doors are just the few of the many species you will fight"

Gobber continue to introduce each dragon in each cages. As Gobber introduce the dragons, the teen that I don't know who, murmurs bunch of numbers. I thought this was a dragon training? What's with the numbers?!

Gobber continue. There was the Deadly Nadder, Hideous Zippleback, Monstrous Nightmare, Terrible Terrors, --

"CAN YOU STOP THAT?!" Gobber yelled at Fishlegs.

And lastly, "...The Gronckle"

He was looking at me as he whispers it, so trying not too much being rude only nodded at him. He sure is well inform about these stuffs. And I can see through his eyes he was excited about this too.

I then hear a lifting of a lock from the Gronckle cage. I look at Gobber as if he's a mad man and watch him pushed the lever down to lift the log that serves as the lock of the Gronckle door.

Does he not care about the teens he's teaching?

"Whoa, wait!" Snotlout protests, panic written on his face. "Aren't you gonna teach us first?!"

" I believe in learning on the job." Gobber simply put, shrugging his shoulders and crossed his arms over his chest.

Dragon training may be more terrible than I think. Of course, I won't get harm but for the others ,especially Hiccup, this would be death waiting for them.

BAM !

The Gronckle's out. I'm happy for it but I know it's not the real freedom. I began to stretch my whole body and slightly bounce on my spot. I ready my body. I let out an exhale and finally stood still.

"Let's get this done, quick."