We are one - HTTYD FanFic (The We Are Series) Book #1

Chapter 1 - Blood bruises and scars

Chapter 1 - Blood, bruises and scars

I hear voices.

I crouch as I walk forward, my sword in my hand, ready to use. My staff on my back, just in case. Ruthless nudges me with her snout and I hear her growl.

I know what she said, even if she didn't say anything.

'Is it a trapper?'

"I don't know" I say softly, my mask muffling my voice.

I stalk forward, the bushes making it almost impossible to see what's a metre in front of you. I can hear the voices more clearly now, a male.

"This is Rhubarb Island" says the boy, almost sounding proud. The voice sends prickles of electricity up my spine, and I pout.

What was that?

I hear a groan of a dragon. 'Seriously?' the dragon meant.

The boy understood him too.

"Hey, you were chewing on a bit of Rhubarb so, wa-la! This is the mysterious island of Rhubarb! Hey, you also were the inspiration to call the islands south of here 'Itchy Armpit'."

I hear a pout and another groan. 'I don't like this place.'

"Aw, come on Bud, it's not so bad. There's going to be dragons here. I can feel it in my bones. There could even be a Night Fury here."

I stiffen and behind me, I hear Ruthless growl. 'They have to be trappers.'

"Must be" I whisper back. "We must be vigilant if they are looking for Night Furies."

They continue.

"This place is nice" says the boy. "I don't know why you're acting like such a baby."

'I don't know why you are acting like such a baby' mimics the dragon.

"Oh, playing the mimicking card now are we?"

His dragon groans and I hear the boy laugh mockingly. "Oh, now let me, be you."

The dragon snorts loudly, clearly not impressed.

The boy clears his throat. "I am hungry. Hungry, hungry, hungry. Always hungry" the boy mimics.

The dragon snorts loudly and I hear a thwack.

"Ow!" exclaims the boy. "Hitting me with your tail actually hurts."

I take a few more cautious steps forward and I move a branch full of leaves out of the way so I can see them.

I don't see them.

I take another step forward and I move the branch further away, and then they come into view.

A boy, my age with shaggy brown hair, big green eyes and a black, green and brown leather suit on with thick, brown arm bands. He has a metal peg leg and he has protection pads on his shoulders, one having a red...dragon face on it. I am frozen for a second, looking at this boy. He isn't like those bulky, hair ravaged viking boys I have come across. He looks...nice.

He looks almost familiar...but I can't put my finger on where or when I might have seen him.

He smiles and rubs his dragons head.

And his dragon is a black Night Fury with green eyes--

Wait--NIGHT FURY?!?!

"Night Fury" I whisper.

Ruthless makes excited sounds. 'Is it a boy? What's his colour? What's his age?'

"Shh" I snap, a little too loud.