The youngest Grimborn

Chapter 6: Defenders in the storm

Hiccup's pov

I can mentally slap myself. Perhaps I'll even ask Astrid to do it. Of course she doesn't trust us just because we befriended dragons! It was stupid of me to think so. I thought she might be able to help us with Viggo but he's her brother, her loyalties lie with him before us.

I wish I could deny what she accused us of, but she has a point. If we never came here she wouldn't be in this trouble, she cares for her dragons. I can't blame her... If it would have been Toothless lying there I would have acted the same.

I look down while she slams her sword in the sand and I gently lower Astrid's axe so we won't form another threat.

'You will stay here. After I fixed this I will see what I can do to get you and your dragon back in the air. After that, you will leave, all of you, and forget you ever came here.'

My head snaps up, ready to protest. We could help each other, we could become friends. If only she would see we mean her no harm because I'm not sure that she knows that. A feeling is just telling me she's only helping me because of Toothless.

Astrid narrows her eyes. 'You can't demand anything from us! You-'

Thyra suddenly turns around. 'I WHAT?!' She snaps.

I remember how Viggo could stay calm in any situation, I thought she was more like him, but now I can see Ryker's side too. Ryker could be so mad he was terrifying, she has that same spark of madness, just hidden.

Midnight whines softly and ducks away a little. Thyra seems to realize it and she takes a deep breath, running her hand through her hair and picking her sword back up.

'I'm sorry.' She says quietly. 'I didn't mean to snap, I'm just...'

She looks down, not finding the right words. Both dragons take place beside her, even though it clearly hurts Storm to move, and press their nose against her in a comforting matter.

Astrid watches with big eyes, when I see she's about to say something I place my hand on her shoulder, shaking my head.

Thyra sighs and mounts Midnight. She looks at Storm. 'Stay here, I mean it, you are in no condition to fly, let alone use lightning.'

He whines. 'I'll come back for you, but first I need to handle this.' Her eyes suddenly darken and she looks a lot more dangerous. Wow, from Ryker to Viggo modes.

'What are you going to do?' I ask quickly before she can fly off.

'I'm going to give him a fair chance of leaving.'

She flies up. 'Or what? Wait, what are you gonna do? THYRA?'

But she's already gone. I can only hope she won't hurt the dragon. She wouldn't, right? He hurt Storm but she still wouldn't hurt a dragon right?

'Astrid, we need to get Fishlegs. I want him to take a look at Storm's wing. It's the least we can do for her.'

Astrid huffs. 'Are you kidding me? Hiccup, nothing she said is true! This is not your fault alright? She is the one who took Toothless.'

'She didn't know.' I defend her. 'And she has all right to be mad, how would you feel if Stormfly was lying there instead of Storm because of a stranger who invaded your home?'

Astrid doesn't say anything. she just sighs and nods. 'Alright, let's go.'

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Fishlegs gasps. 'Oh my, that's not good. Poor boy, Hiccup, we need to take him to the arena or something, he-'

'He will stay exactly where he is.'