Jack, Toothless and Hiccup all woke up cuddling as usual on the rickety beds. They were abruptly woken by the zesty sound of their musical alarm Toothless's orphanage gave him as part of a going away basket. Toothless was the first to wake up, gently rubbing the other twos hair to wake them as he shut the alarm off. Jack rolled over; blinking as his eyes adjusted to the early morning light, throwing an arm out the heap his glasses, his mom and step dad sent them to the camp as he'd been complaining of headaches. And hiccup soon followed, reaching for his headband to keep his caramel curls off his forehead. Toothless put in his new pants he'd bought, red with a skull on one half, and black on the other. Followed by a black hoodie. Jack and hiccup wearing their usual attire.
They'd all migrated to the apartment kitchen to brew some black coffee as a liquid assistant to help them through the morning, as well as a well done slice of toast each with the most expensive topping- butter. They then proceeded to pack their own lunches, toothless opting for his guilty pleasure- raw fish. Hiccup going for a chicken leg. And jack going for a more average lunch, some takeaway left overs. They packed it all up in their bags, and started walking through the dimly lit, damp corridors. Eventually walking through the exit and into the fresh forest air, crisp from the morning cold, but warmly lit by the rays of golden hour sun, streaming through the cracks in the trees like a river to the soul of anyone caught in its tantalising beams. They walked closer to the area where they were meant to be and saw an attractive looking man with golden olive skin, brownish gold eyes, and Some light brown stumbled across his chin leading up to his darker brown quiff hair. His body was that of a gym goer, big biceps, strong legs, tight bum, and chiseled jawline. "I'm Richard greyson but everyone calls me Dick. I will be your combat instructor. My job is to provide you with the skills to deal with whatever violence life throws at you, because as you know, the world isn't the best of places right now: especially for people who are different" he said gloomily, "you will each choose a weapon, whichever one speaks to you the most. I personally use a technologically advanced bow staff, but that stuff comes if you choose to specialise" he adds. Hiccup as well as a few other boys pick up a sword and shield, Jack gravitated towards a wooden staff with a curved end. And toothless, well, toothless stares at the weapons, and stares, and stares again. But none of them seem to interest him. "Yo T, what seems to be the issue" Dick asks, "none of them really speak to me" toothless's deep voice speaks raspily with a sense of truth and urgency. "That's okay, some people prefer hand to hand or hand to weapon combat, and that's a good skill too" Dick reassured him.
"Now, I want teams of four, Conner Kent, Jack Frost, Hiccup Haddock, and Toothless Fury. You all will work together. Gar Logan, Winn Scott, Kory Anders and Jason Todd, and finally, Jon Jonz, Alex Danvers, Damian Wayne, and Slade Wilson. You each will go retrieve your weapons, make any final choices or changes, and then you will go get your chosen armour, armour is optional"
After an hour or so, everyone had changed and picked final weapons, and Dick was walking around the groups talking about posture and stances, before finally picking who'll fight who. "First up, Hiccup and Toothless" he said as the two boys walked up to the fighting stage. "Remember, no lethal shots, and light hits. This is practice"
They circled each other a few times before toothless ran at hiccup and tackled him to the ground, hiccup guarded with his shield and dropped the sword, pushing upwards with his shield to get the boy off. He rolled over so he had toothless pinned, they continued in wrestling and punching and pushing till they tired themselves out and the the teacher called it a match.
Surprisingly enough, watching them wrestle gave jack a massive boner, and wrestling caused both the boys to get hard too. So it's fair to say that right after practise they all rushed back to the little apartment block they called home to have some fun..
To be continued...
