HTTYD Original Short Stories

Luella.

I am Luella. I am 6 years old as of last month on the 7th. My parents are gone, my brothers and sisters have disappeared and I am alone; at least for now.

This is the story of how I came to be. How my life fell apart. How I met some strange people. How I fell in love with an adorable little Dragon. How I began.

"Luella!" He called me, his voice angered and gruff. My father, Pilgrit, was a well-known man around the village of Berk. He sold mutton down at the local shops and was an asset to our village when there would be Dragon attacks. He was kind and caring... until my mother died. After that, he was no longer sane.

I walked down from the loft to see my father by the ashy fire pit. Embers were left. I had forgotten to place more wood among them.

"Luella, what is the meaning of this?" He slurred. In his hand was his mug. His face drooped and he was most certainly drunk. "I told you nearly half an hour 'go to keep the fire go-oing," he picked up an ember and threw it at me. The ember didn't reach me, though I stumbled back a bit. "You, lil' girl, are in for a whoopin!" He said delighted. He dumped out his mug and filled it with embers. I ran back upstairs in attempt to hide. Though drunk, my father was not slow. He grabbed my ankle and pulled me down the stairs, scraping my cheek as I went.

"Daddy stop! Please!" I called to him. For a moment, I thought there was a hint of sorrow in his eyes, until he blinked and flung his cup at my face. I screamed and stopped immediately. If I were to be loud and show that I was in pain, my father would throw me to the Nadders. He dumped the burning coals in to my hands and I dropped them. He took a moment to find his rum again. I took this time to escape.

I jumped up, ran to the door and burst out in to the night. I heard my father calling after me, threatening me as I ran up to Stoick the Vast and Hiccup Horrendous Haddock's home without thinking. I began banging on the doors as tears welled over my eyes and I cried. It being maybe 3 in the morning, I didn't think they would be up. My dad staggered up the hill behind me and gripped my wrists. The sleeves fell and revealed my bare arms, covered with cuts and bruises from previous beatings. The door flew open and Stoick stopped in surprise. He looked at my arms and became infuriated.

My father dropped me and I held my arms. A 6 year old should not have to go through this. Pilgrit stuttered and slurred.

"I, uhm, this... it’s... I, er.." He said.

"No. Pilgrit, you are banished. You are to leave this village right now or I'll shove you off the edge of this Earth myself, Thor help me!" Stoick recited. Hiccup stood behind him a moment taking in what was happening. He saw me on the ground, piled and in tears, my bare arms revealed, cuts, bruises in all, and then rushed to me. He stood me up as best he could, being a hiccup and all, when Pilgrit reached over to me and grabbed my wrist.

"Odin gave me a mistake. You're worth nothin’ to this world no more girl," Stoick ripped Pilgrits hands from me and Hiccup took me inside. That night, Stoick chained Pilgrit to an old boat and sent him to fall off the edge of the Earth.

Over the coming months of winter, I was accepted in to the Haddock's clan and considered as Stoick's child, or Hiccups little sister. Of course, when Hiccup befriended a Night Fury, things became hectic, but that's a whole other story. I took care of Toothless while Hiccup recovered from their battle with the Red Death and the playful Night Fury became quite fond of me over the few months.

Since Pilgrit's banishment, I became shy. I only spoke to Toothless, Hiccup and occasionally Stoick. I avoided other kids in the village at times because I was terrified they would ask of my scars. I didn't often speak with anyone at all. Until one day, two teenagers washed up in an old beaten down dingy on the beach.