Chapter Five - Enemies Grouping Up

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I stood with the others as we practiced. I was walking and arguing with my father. Who. As the stubborn Viking he is he didn't listen. I just through my hands up in annoyance.

I stood in the forge. Working on a new weapon. Then talking with Asger and making a dragon flight club. Which resulted in a nighttime training with extra nighttime training. And a little to no sleep. On the second night we saw my father. Riding a dragon. Breaking his own rule. Then the twins almost got us caught. Fishlegs got interrogated by my father. And I fir once actually went to bed at a somewhat decent time. The next night I spoke with Fishlegs. I couldn't help but feel proud of him. My side were I hit hit with an arrow still acted. Only for Snotlout to appear and tell us if Alvin getting closer.

I accidentally sneaked up on my father he opened to doo4 to see my friends. Their dragons and all of my dragons at the ready.

We got ready for the attack. Dad went first. Followed by me and the others. We chased away the other dragons I sent Asger to take the dragons away to there remote island before returning to help dad. They in the end began to retreat. But something didn't sit right with me.











































I leaned back. My lips pursed as the baby ScreamingDeath rested on my lap. Aya my WhisperingDeath had told me of her missing egg. So I had my friends and I search the island. I'm happy we did because we ended up finding baby WhisperingDeaths. And came to the realization that so here I sat with Screech as I named him sitting in the forge and staring at the iron. Which I ended up using to make a cuff with hidden ropes, nets, and other traps. I placed the said silver cuff on my placing the silver cuff on my left wrist. I then moved on to the hand rings, chains, and poisoned tipped claws. Then I pulled on a second cuff with added claws and chains. Also poisoned tipped.

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I stood I'm my room pulling on a red long sleeved shirt, dark brown leather pants, with even darker brown leather straps and belts, followed by pulling on black furred leather boots, then finally pulling on my green furred coat

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I stood I'm my room pulling on a red long sleeved shirt, dark brown leather pants, with even darker brown leather straps and belts, followed by pulling on black furred leather boots, then finally pulling on my green furred coat. Before leaving to meet the others for training.

 I was walking through the forest

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I was walking through the forest. Only to see a fire. I just sighed. Only to run into Dagur who scared the shot out of me. He had tried to tackle me. I dodged him. Now here I stood. My arms crossed and glaring down at him. "So why are you here. Dagur." He blinked up at me.
"Hela!" He then began to ran and talk. Then he began to show off his kills. Again. Like most correction, all males, my age he was taller than me. I only reached his shoulder. I continued to talk to him. The lies came easily off my tung. Then he called me love. Which really creeped me out. Next we ran into Snotlout. Then we ran into Fishlegs. Then. SharpStorm. Who luckily escaped. And then Asger appeared. I ended up ordering them to leave. Then I exposed myself, the truth of what's really been going on. Followed by a fight. My win. And flying back to berk. Getting as far away from the bat shit, possessive, deranged, psychopath of a man? Boy? What ever. Behind me.



























I watched as Asger pretty much destroyed the arena. Who then left. I sighed. Following after him. I regretted that because I saw Asger get frozen. I in turn cussed and moved after him. "Azula! Stop!" I moved. Shielding my friend with my own body. The FlightMare instantly froze.
Hela?
"Calm down. He meant no harm. We don't want your food. I swear."
Hela. What are you doing?
"Thing have changed Azula."
I can see that. You've grown.
"Really. You don't say." She laughed and nudged me.
You've learned of the powers you hold. I nodded.
"You should go now. I made a new path for you to go on. That way you won't hurt my friends."
Thank you dear girl. I will see you again in ten years. With that she left. And I turned to a shocked Asger. I in turn booked it. I didn't want nor did I like to talk about how I meet the FlightMare

























I stood alone in the arena. The others decided to make a competition to see who can tame a TerribleTerror in one day. I moved. Spinning and turning and twisting and thrusting my sword. Slashing the sword. Ardon the said TerribleTerror currently rested on my shoulders. Already trained. He was clingy. My eyes glanced at Fishlegs and Snotlout. I sighed and started the training. I shook my head. I moved over to Meatlug and began to pet her. "It's okay girl. He's just competitive right now. He'll get to you soon."
Are you sure. Wait. I smell something.
"Stay here. I'll check it out. We're at."
Up there. Her head gestured up to the arena. I looked up and spotted the group. They didn't see me. Slowly I stood up.
"Stay here MeatLug."
But Hela-
"No! Stay here!"
O-okay

With those words said I sprinted up. And came face to face with Savage, Mildo, and Alvin. My blades drawn and shoulders squared. "Guys! Outcastes! Get my father now!" But then. Mildo retreated. Followed by the other three. I cussed. But allowed them to escape. There wasn't much I could do anyways. So I just called my friends off.








































You know what. Screw this all to hel. I currently stood between the Skrill newly named Galdr along with the twins. And Barf. And Belch. On outcast island. But. In front of me were outcasts. And a lot. When I say a lot I mean a lot of them. Oh. And don't forget Dagur. And Mildo. I looked back. I had been riding Thora giving SharpStorm and Malina a break. I should have never. Ever. Trusted the twins to do this. Tuffnut had reported what he heard. But he had clearly left something out. Then I watched as Dagur betrayed and I looked to Alvin. Who was in the water. "Ruff! Tuff! Go back home. Now!" My head whipped dish and I pursed my lips before pointing back at Thora then to the falling Alvin. "Go back home!"
But.
"No! Thora go!" She moved. Reluctantly but she still moved.

I looked at Dagur. Who smirked at me. "Would you like to know something. Hela." I glared at him.
Don't listen. He's trying to confuse you.
"Not really. But I have a feeling your gonna tell me anyways." I looked back. And saw Thora carrying away an unconscious Alvin. And the twins leaving. Leaving me with nothing but the Skrill.
"You were betrothed to me once." That got my attention. My eyes narrowed and I glared. "Correction. You still are." My grip on my twin sword tightened. My knuckles went white.
Oh shit! I glared at Galdr then back to Dagur.
"What..."
"You heard me Hela. Your my Fiancé therefore-" I growled.
"Finish that sentence and I'll gut you alive and feed your insides to my dragons!" He smirked at that. And I. Jumped. Galdr jumped as well. Catching me.

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