Chapter Ten!!! I don't know about you but I'm pretty sure the last time I published this book I had 21 chapters to I must've published them different this time I guess. It's messing with my head.
Hiccup's POV:
Toothless and I walked through the small dense woods near the double-peaked mountain known as Ravenspoint, exploring the island that we now called our temporary home. I crossed my arms and sighed, scanning the scenery. It wasn't a very bright forest, but little rays of sunlight filtered through the trees here and there and every now and then a few little saplings poked their branches out from beneath the mature trees.
"What do you think?" I asked the dragon beside me, watching his black scales ripple with the force of his muscle and the light that reflected from them.
"About?" He asked, giving me a small glance before a small movement distracted him and he jumped over a downed tree.
"This place." I answered, jumping over a large log behind him. "It seems a little familiar, don't ya think?" If I was telling the truth, this place felt a little more than just familiar. I could've swore I'd been in that arena before if I didn't know it to be impossible. I sensed this warmth in my heart and passed it off as just heartburn from my coffee this morning until the thought of Astrid only made that warmth stronger.
"I hadn't notice." He replied, examining a small tree frog on a nearby stump.
"Come, on." I said, leaning on his side while he studied the creature. "You should know by now that I can tell whether you're lying. What's on your mind?"
He took a deep breathe. "I just...........when I was in the forest the other night, staring into that girls eyes........I felt something, something I haven't felt for a long time...........and I think it was from you."
"You mean you think you were feeling things for me again? Like when we were mentally bonded?" I asked. "That hasn't happened for two years."
"Exactly....." He said. "You remember last time, when you were captured by Dagur, and he wouldn't stop torturing you? I heard each and every groan of pain, but couldn't do anything. I sensed every sting of that whip, every strike across the face, every prod and poke with the hot sword. I felt all of that.........and last night, when you were dying.............I was dying to. I felt all of your pain last night, and I saw what you saw. But I also saw some things for you. I saw the eyes of that girl in your past life, the one you cannot remember. The one that's been locked up to you for eight years. Hiccup.........I think she's a part of who you were. A good part, one that was alive when you were at your best...and broken when you weren't. Something happened here, Hiccup, I can sense it in all the people in that village, in her. She knows what it is......and I think you should ask her about it."
My eyebrows furrowed. "You can't be saying that this god-forsaken island is a part of my past? There's nothing here that gives me that feeling..." I started, pushing off of his shoulder and turning to face him.
"But you said it yourself, this place feels familiar."
"But I didn't mean it that way?!"
"Are you saying that because you know its true or because you want it to be?" He interrupted.
"I don't know! This place is....it's the opposite of everything I fight for. It's a dragon-killing, hope stealing, warring island, and I knew that before we even crashed landed here."
"You're the one who says that every island has prospect enough to change. You just have to find the right tools to get them thinking about it."
"Prospect of change is one thing but the possibility of change is another entirely, and I just don't know if this place is ready to change yet."
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Behind the Mask
FanfictionUseless...that's all anyone's ever thought of me. Pathetic, weak...a disgrace to the viking race. I'd taken these words and abuse all of my life, but I didn't know how much longer I would. Even my father, who's sole job was to look after me, did not...
