Tyra
The smooth zip of a spear shoots past me. I sidestep quickly, but not quickly enough as the blade on the end slices through part of my torso.
"Sorry!" Snotlout calls to me. "That was an accident!"
Hissing in pain, I grip my side and duck around one of the short maze walls, trying to ignore the dark looks that Finh and Bjorn had on their faces. I'm probably going to get yelled at later for not dodging that spear.
I wasn't particularly fond of this drill.
Makeshift walls were stood up in the form of a miniature maze. A miniature maze with a Deadly Nadder stomping around, trying to shoot spikes into teenage Viking skulls.
I could faintly hear Hiccup asking Gobber questions about Night Furies as the mentor was screaming at my friend to focus. Drowning out the other chatter, I focused on avoiding this dragon. "Tyra!"
I whirl around to see Astrid motioning for me to follow her. I quickly catch up with the girl and she pauses, crouching down against the wall. Snotlout is quickly at our side too, and I grumble. Peering around the corner, I notice the Nadder.
"I know, I know," Hiccup's voice comes loudly around the corner. "But hypothetically-"
"Hiccup!" Astrid whisper-yells. "Get down!"
Hearing his crush directly speaking to him, Hiccup immediately obeys.
"Watch out babes," Snotlout grins at me and Astrid. "I'll take care of this."
I'm already running past and away from whatever trainwreck was about to happen as I hear a hammer clatter on the stone floor followed by Snotlout claiming he missed the Nadder because the sun was in his eyes.
"Idiot," I mumble under my breath before taking a shortcut, finding myself behind the Nadder, who was pursuing Astrid.
Astrid scampered up atop the walls, hopping across each one as the Nadder chased after, knocking down the other walls in its wake.
Okay, maybe I can take it down without hurting it. Unhooking the rope that hung from my belt, I whirled it around before lassoing the body of the Nadder. I planted my feet on wall and pushed off, using the momentum of my body to pull the Nadder from her feet.
The Nadder fell, unharmed, to the ground as Gobber appeared at my side looking very proud. "Well done," he compliments me, taking the rope from my hands and leading the Nadder back to her cage. Ahead of us lay Astrid on top of Hiccup.
"Ooh! Love on the battlefield" Tuffnut laughs.
"She could do better," Ruffnut scoffs, twirling her braids.
Hiccup stammered under Astrid but she ignored him, ripping her axe from his wooden shield.
"Is this some kind of a joke to you?" she asks, tearing into Hiccup. "Our parents' war is about to become ours! Figure out which side you're on."
She stomps out of the arena, passing Finh and Bjorn, who are just entering after watching that trainwreck from above. They both look angry.
Correction. Bjorn looks angry. Finh looks furious.
I brace myself for ridiculing on my carelessness, but Finh marches right past me and grabs Snotlout by the top of his vest, pulling the shorter boy off his feet.
"What's your problem, man?!" Snotlout yelps.
"My problem is that you're a fucking idiot," Finh seethes as we all hurry for the duo so Finh doesn't kill Snotlout. Honestly though, I would let him at least throw Snotlout around a bit. "You're mighty fucking lucky that Tyra has fast reflexes, or she would be dead, courtesy of that gods-awful throw."
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DREKI ~ HTTYD
Fanfikce"I hear my father yelling as a bolt of burnt orange barrels into view, screaming with the voice of a thousand Valkyries." Tyra Lothbrok has always had a fascination with dragons while her village has always regarded the creatures with a deep hatred...
