Emma: The Legend of the Darkstalker (HTTYD Fanfic)

Chapter 12: Back in Time

        ~Not on Berk. This chapter is back in time to when Emma was almost two years old and blaze was seven, but almost eight~

         "Night fury attack!" A man's thundering voice echoed. A number of womans' screams pierced the air and many battlecries errupted. Black dragons ascended from the twilight sky, roaring in great anger. Some vikings chased after the great beasts with spears and swords, while others ran to protect their families. 

        A reflection of light reflected off of something in the corner of a young man and womens' eyes. They turned their heads to see a silhouetted dragon lurking by their home, the light gleaming off of it's scales. It's purple eyes glowed as it landed on their roof. The couple shared an identicle gasp, before lacing their fingers together and running towards their home.

        They burst through the front door, trembling with fear. "Blaze! Emma! My babies!' the worried mother cried, her brown hair skarkling with the light of the fireplace, utter fear clouding her pale blue eyes.

        They ran up the stairs to their children's bedroom, the night fury's footsteps banging on the rooftop. A young boy with matching brown hair and amber eyes. Ran to hug his parents. "Blaze!" The mother cried.

        "Mommy! Daddy!" he sobbed, as the footsteps on the roof grew louder. Closer.

        "Where's Emma?"  The father asked, trying not to let his son see him so scared. He had to be strong in front of his son. Blaze pointed to a basket with pillows and blanketes, topped with a beautiful baby girl who sat on top with soft pale skin and rosy cheaks, with short, brown hair and her mother's bright blue eyes.

        Just then, a black dragon burst through the window, causing the mother to scream. They all froze. Emma was between them and the lurking dragon--closer to the dragon. If they lunged for Emma, the dragon would undoubtably beat them to it. The night fury eyed the humans cautiously.

        The almost-two-year-old girl whimpered in fear and struggled to stand up, but fell back down. The mother held her breath and sobbed silently as the dragon neared her baby girl. The sound of screams and battle cries and roars were blurred into the background. "Bubba," Emma said. Unlike most other children, Emma's first words were not "Momma" or "Dadda". Her first word was "Bubba".

        Something snapped in the night fury and it started shooting at the toddler! She ducked and her father ran to protect her. He dodged a blast the nearly took off his head as Emma scrambled away, the dragon shooting at her again--and missing by half an inch. She crawled under her bed, but the dragon shot it's purple plasma blasts at it, blowing it off her. Her father brandished his sword at the beast, but he was shot and flung to the wall, his lifeless body hitting the floor.

        "Crimson!" The mother screeched, seeing her dead husband. The night fury shot her too, and she, too, fell down dead. 

        "Mommy! Daddy!" Blaze wailed. Six shots. The night fury had a six shot limit and it had used them all. Blaze ran to his sister as a purple glow formed in the back of the night fury's throat. Seven?!? It fired at Emma, hitting her. A purple ray of light exploded over her.

        "Emma!" Blaze squeaked. "HELP! SOMEBODY, PLEASE HELP!" He yelled as loudly as he could, crying harder than he had ever sobbed before. In response to his cries, an arrow flew through the window and hit the dragon. It veered up and roared, but the source of the arrows fired several more times until the dragon leapt into the air and fled. A boy about nineteen years old with a bow over his back climbed through the window to see Blaze sobbing over his sister and dead parents. He ran to comfort the boy, who was a stranger to him.

        He put a hand on the boy's back. "Are you hurt?" he asked. Blaze shook his head.

        "But my sister! and--and--!" he sobbed, barely able to speak. The older boy checked for pulse on the parents, then Emma.

        "I'm afraid there is no hope for your parents. They're... gone. I'm so sorry. But your sister is alive." That's when Blaze noticed how different Emma looked. Her hair had a purple sheen to it and she had purple marking that swirled up her arm. "She needs help, come on," The teenager said softly, helping Blaze up and gently picking Emma up. 

        They ran to the healer, who was very perplexed. "You say that she was shot by the seventh shot of a night fury?" The elder asked. Blaze nodded.

        "Yes, Ma'am," he answered respectfully.

        "Night furies only had a six shot limit... That's impossible..." She said, gazing at the sleeping girl on the bed. "And your parents were shot by the same night fury... and they died?" Blaze forced a sob down his throat, before nodding, tears blurring his vision. The teen put a comforting hand on his back. "Impossible..." She said again.

        "And what are these markings on her arm and neck?"

        "I don't know; she's never had them before. And her hair didn't use to be like that either." To everyone's surprise, Emma's eyes fluttered open and she sat up dizzily. Blaze stared into her startling purple eyes that were once blue.        

        "Bubba!" Emma gasped, hugging her brother. She coughed into her hand, but the motion she made caused her to shoot an energy beam! She gasped and pulled her hand away, causing a black root to grow from the ground, speckled with thorns.

        "She's a monster!" The healer cried, backing up.

        "She's not a monster!" Blaze defended her. What was happening to his sister?  The teenager was shocked, but saw the pleading look in Blaze's eye. The healer grabbed the bow and an arrow off of the teen's back, aiming it at Emma! Just before she shot, the teen pushed it up in the air, the arrow hitting the ceiling.

        "Run!" he yelled to Blaze, as he picked up Emma and ran.

        He ran faster and father than ever before. His sister was not a monster. He loved her just the way she was. And he always would.

A/N: Whoa sry guys I just re-read this and I was not writing very well lol I was using weak verbs, too many adverbs, not crisp enough ajectives... jeez sry lol but the idea is there at least :P