I sat on the edge of a cliff, I caught Viggo, twisting his around with his arm locked behind his back. I locked Viggo in one of the three human sized cells on the first floor in my hut. Then I turned and left, outside stood Asger. "The moment a second attack occurs, you all go to check it out, unless it is Berk. I will come if it is Berk."
"Alright. I hope you know what you're doing Hela." I didn't utter a word.I sat at my table, which was also on the first floor of my hut, on my left side where the three cells, behind me and where book shelves covered in things I've made along with books and weapons, to my right was more supplies and books. Explosions began to go off, I didn't react, didn't utter a word. My head rose, my head tilting as I looked up. Then shrugging I returned to my book, hiccups old not book, he had disappeared about three years before I meet SharpStorm. We had been twelve.
Out of everything he had owned, this book of his, on dragons and his weapon designs, was all I had left, other than the family portrait dad tried to destroy. As if on command, and right as the fire stopped, Viggo spoke. "What a lovely portrait." I picked up my head, and looked at Viggo, then following his line of sight I stared at the said portrait. It shook, about to fall, I moved quickly, catching the painted shield before it could fall. I let out a breath, then hung it back up. "May I ask who the boy is?"
"He was my twin brother."
"Was?"
"Come, I have a plan. Disarm though." I walked over to him, and personally patted him down removing all weapon, but I kept his blade.We hovered over the sea, Viggo holding my waist I was leading Reaper to the dragon ship. I smiled, watching as the tides turned in our favor. My eye flashed to Nova as she scoped up Riker, and took off, headed straight for Outcast prison. "SharpStorm! Up!"
Yes Hela! He took off flying up and up and up. I spoke then.
"You think me stupid, you both clearly planned this. You failed Viggo, and now you'll spend the rest of your life at Outcast Prison."
"Will I." I knew what he was going to do. He jumped, I didn't dive. I just sighed, then shook my head, smirking ever so slightly.Johan arrived, my head tilted as he handed me a chest. Soon after Fishleg's and I began to try and figure out we ended up needing Melody's help. Though soon, before the day ended, we were able to successfully stabilize the island.
The next day I laid against Melody. "The hunters are still out there..." I whispered, trying and failing to stifle a yawn.
You are reaching the calling... I looked up at NightJumper. Once the time comes you must sleep if you awaken before your time. I huffed, shaking my head.
"I know... I know."I sat in my hut, my head tilting as I stared at the paper I used to keep the date. Just now realizing that my birthday was coming within the week. "Wow. Time went by fast." That's when I got t mail from Johan. I huffed, glancing to my latest project, shaking my head then going to the market we knew Johan was.
My head tilted as I listened to Fishleg's speak, of the Curse of Tears. Which resulted in us looking around.
I gasped as Snotlout and I got dragged into the sand. My head tilted as Snotlout, Amuse, and I tried escape. My lips pursed, my head tilted. I glared at Sami's complaining about us not having our dragons, just as a certain NightWraith appeared. Soon after my friends arrived. I smiled at SandyNight.
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Hela the Dragon Tamer
FanfictionHela has always been... well. Strange. She was quite. Hardly ever spoke. She looked weak and frail but was all but that. She wasn't a fan of violence. She had a long fuse. She was patient, calm, and collected. She was just... just strange for...