"Get down!" I whisper to Keegan, flattening myself against Brightwing's back.
The Hydra doesn't seem to have noticed us. It flies right alongside Brightwing, all but ignoring her. A second later, another dragon, an enormous Norkon, appears at its side. Then yet another dragon appears. More and more emerge from the fog until we're surrounded. I lose count at about sixteen. What is going on?
As if in response to my unspoken question, a huge mountain appears out of the mist, where it looks like the dragons are headed.
"What is this place?" I ask in a hushed whisper.
Keegan taps me on the shoulder and points. "Look."
I turn my head ever so slightly. A Scorpion that has appeared on Brightwing's right holds a bleating sheep tightly in its claws.
"That's one of Skaldi's sheep!" I exclaim quietly. "It's the dragons' raid spoils! Which means--"
"We're at the nest," Keegan finishes in an awed breath.
I shake myself out of my shock and pat Brightwing on the neck to get her attention. "Stay out of sight, girl," I say. "I want to know what's going on."
We enter the mountain through a small hole in the side of the rock, and I almost gasp out loud at what we find inside. Hundreds upon hundreds of dragons lay huddled together in scattered groups throughout the mountain's hollow interior. I can't even begin to count the number of groups there are, let alone the total number of dragons. I estimate that there must be over a thousand, though I wouldn't be surprised if there are even more.
As Keegan and I watch from the side, the entering dragons drop their sheep and fish and other stolen food into a large pit in the center of the mountain, where lava would sit in a volcano.
"They're not eating any of it," I observe quietly.
"So they steal our food to waste it?" Keegan demands. "Why?"
A sharp tingle spreads from my chest through the rest of my body, a feeling of... completion. But also fear, because now, inexplicably, I know the answer to Keegan's question.
"We have to get out of here," I murmur. "Come on, Brightwing, let's go."
But before Brightwing can obey, a humongous, scaly face emerges from the obscured pit below. Sharp jaws the size of a cliff snap a Norkon in two.
"What is that?" Keegan gasps, the tiniest bit too loudly.
One of the gigantic creature's huge, beady eyes turns on me, Keegan, and Brightwing. The beast roars deafeningly, almost like a command.
"Go, Brightwing!" I scream as my head splits open in agonizing pain at the sight of the creature. She soars out of the nest before the other dragons can converge on us, leaving the mysterious monster behind.
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HTTYD: Dragon Girl
FanfictionHow does a girl with no memory go on with her life? She arrived on Skaldi in the midst of a terrible storm, at the brink of death by the deadliest dragon known to Viking-kind, unable to remember anything about her past aside from one name-- Astrid...
