REINCRANTED AS AN ALBINO DEATHSONG - HTTYD Fanfic

Chapter 2

Zero lander messily onto a cove floor. He was tasked to hunt something 'till the morning becomes afternoon' while Sephra taught Graff the basics. He called out the specific tune that Sephra taught him, though it would not ring as far it will do. In the distance, he saw two terrible terrors. He kept singing hoping the Terrible Terrors would come quick enough. He spat at the terror and hardened the amber when it hit the ground. Zero rushed to them and bit their neck, silencing them. Now, let's test out my Amber. What would happen if I thought about rubber?
He spat out his liquid amber and thought about the word 'rubber'. It turned solid but smooth. He carefully picked the amber up. It didn't stick to floor or anything, it was stretch but still solid and if he tried hardening enough, he could sculpt it into a bouncy ball. Then next he thought about quicksand and spat, it acted like quicksand making my hand sink when I applied pressure. This is cool...When I think about anything it could make the viscosity like that? Careful, he picks one terror in his mouth and the other in his back legs. Flapping his wings as hard as he could, he flew into the air going to the nest. It was almost afternoon when he got there, probably 11:00 am. They weren't back, but it was expected I guess. Wait, was she the dragon that picks up Graff? No, she's a lighter color...Then how does she have Graff? Maybe it was another one and she found him. But how about how is he my twin brother? He decided not to think any further and take a rest, because being albino apparently makes him have less energy.

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The slight nudge on my wing made me open a closed eye. It was Graff.

'Graff? Where's Sephra?'

'Oh! She found a better cave to stay in so she wanted me to bring you there.'

'Before you did that, who brought you to Sephra?'

'Oh Sephra never met the...Rider! A very nice man named Lemon brought me to her because she 'Doesn't want hatchlings!' He said the last part in a mocking lower tone. 'Okay, now Come on!' he took of into the sky while zero followed.

He took the time to take in the scenery of the forest and the many coves on the island. The trees were tall and the bird singing reminded of his talent of singing. He was the best in his family, and they said he could make 'good money' with this, but he couldn't even write songs. Only parodies, he like Weird AL, but didn't want to be him! Graff dived down and he followed. Soon enough they were at the cave, and he realized he forgot to bring the terrors... Luckily, Graff actually brought them. He so nice compared to what the show showed them. Sephra was neatly resting in a messy nest that could only fit her, one person. Is she really kicking us out?

'Great, You got the message. I need to talk to you. There is a cave nearby you can stay in. Usually you hatchlings are taught this older but I prefer to teach it young so they can defend themselves, so if you want you can leave. But always call me if you need, Okay? You're probably the best ones I've had in awhile.'

Zero was...Astonished. Death-songs are supposed to abandoned their kids, right? Maybe she's special. Still he was glad, even if Graff really didn't spend to much time with her. He looked at Graff and he was surprisingly happy, since I assumed was the oldest now, I guess I have responsibility. I nodded at Sephra and pointed outside to another wall.

'While your getting older you can stay there for a while. Take care of Graff, 'Kay? Keep the Terrors'

'Yea Sephra,' he did one final nuzzle before taking off to the cave. It was right across from them and in a cove. Landing inside, he saw there was already a nest for the two of them. Graff flopped down in the nest as he gestuured to Zero to join him.

' Could you sing a song for me? The riders sang songs for me..'

'Of course! Now...How 'bout my favorite?'

'Yes please!'

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'There will come a soldier'
'Who carries a mighty sword'
'He will tear your city down, oh lei-oh lai-oh Lord'
'Oh lei, oh lai, oh lei, oh Lord'
'He will tear your city down, oh lei-oh lai-oh Lord'

'There will come a poet'
Whose weapon is His word
He will slay you with His tongue, oh lei-oh lai-oh Lord
Oh lei, oh lai, oh lei, oh Lord
He will slay you with His tongue, oh lei-oh lai-oh Lord

There will come a ruler
Whose brow is laid in thorn
Smeared with oil like David's boy, oh lei-oh lai-oh Lord
Oh lei, oh lai, oh lei, oh Lord
Smeared with oil like David's boy, oh lei-oh lai-oh Lord
Oh lei, oh lai, oh lei, oh Lord
He will tear your city down, oh lei-oh lai... oh

Oh lei, oh lai, oh lei, oh lai, oh

Oh lei, oh lai, oh lei, oh lai, oh

Oh lei, oh lai, oh lei, oh lai, oh lei, oh lai, oh lei, oh lai, oh

When he looked down, Graff was fast asleep. He softly purred as he put his head down to sleep.

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The next morning, Zero awoke to the snoring of Graff quietly in the nest. He was hungry as he didn't eat anything yesterday. He gingerly moved away from Graff and tried to do the technique that Sephra did. He cracked it, but wasn't able to eat the amber so he just swallowed the body whole, careful not to spill blood. Zero heard yawning near the nest, assuming it was Graff.

'Up already? Must have disturbed you.'

'No, no! I just wanted to wake up early so I can practice my song. The song you sang was very nice yesterday.' he came up to him, smirking. 'See ya in the afternoon!'

Graff took off to the entrance, flying off into the cove. He sighed and decided to test his amber in the meantime. I wonder if I could move it... He spat out the pink, liquid amber, making it liquidly but still rubbery, or just slime. He tried really hard think of it moving. It moved slightly of to the right, making a soft, gurgling noise while doing so. He next tried to move it up to the air but of course, it didn't. But he was bored of testing so instead he wanted to try sculpting. Making the Amber more Clay like along with spitting more amber as well. He never really did professional sculpting but hid did like to get cheap toy clay and playdoh and sculpt things. So he picked something easy, a teddy bear.

He carefully raised the amber up and sculpted, using the moving ability wherever needed. When he finished it was looking like a teddy bear, only the Details were deformed. Making it rubbery, he put it in the nest and curled up by it, resting for the day