The Rouge Angel (Book 1) - HTTYD

5| Chief-napping

|HICCUP|

The man gurgles, his hands wrapped around my wrists in a desperate attempt to save himself.

"Pardon? What did you say" I snarl, slowly cutting the side of his lip with a small blade.

He gurgles on his blood again, his eyes wide and frightened as one hand of mine is around his neck, and the other is manoeuvring the blade. I feel a smirk forming on my lips, and I drag the blade further down the side of his lip, all the way down to the hinge on his jaw.

He screams out, the sound muffled because of the blood that is literally choking him.

"P-P-Please" I manage to hear him beg as blood starts to spill from his cut open mouth.

"Fine" I snarl, gripping his head and neck and I quickly jerk his head one way, relishing the snap as his neck breaks.

His dead body drops to the ground, and I stare at him for a moment, before snarling and wiping blood off of my hands.

That rude little bastard, all I wanted was some new metal supplies, and he talked to me so rudely. He even called me, little kid.

And I am not a kid...

I fix my mask up, making sure it's on tight enough before I release my wings, shooting off into the blue sky.

The wind rustles my air as I fly, and I can't help but let my lips from a smile.

Flying gives me freedom. Gives me peace. It's the only time I can clear my mind of all the horrifying thoughts that creep around in there. My head is a dark...horrible place, and flying lets me escape it for a moment, let's me be free.

I never chose to be this monster. I never wanted to kill people, and feast on them. I never wanted to be cruel, and evil. I was born this way. I was born to be this a Rouge Angel. I didn't have a choice; it was fate. And you can't simply just change fate.

As I fly over the beautiful blue water, I notice a spect in the distance. Because of my curiosity, I head towards it, flying slightly higher so I am in the clouds.

As I get closer, I realise it's a ship. A large ship; and not just any ship.

It's the Chiefs ship. Just like my fathers.

I grind my teeth together, the words my father had said to me running through my mind.

You're not my son...

Kill that thing!

Monster...

I feel like roaring, screaming out and letting fire erupt from my fingers. I feel like destroying something. I feel like throwing something. Killing someone slowly, and painfully.

That's how angry my father makes me, even though he is dead.

He makes my monster want to break free and destroy everything.

I slowly fly a little closer, still keeping to the clouds, my eyes scanning the boat. I notice a girl walking towards the head of the ship, and my eyes scan her.

Blond hair in a braid that sits on her shoulder, and she also wears a fur cape that covers her shoulders, and just stops at her ankles.

Something within my brain nudges towards her, like I should know her or something. I watch her for a bit more, confused as to why I have a sort of feeling about her.

Then, she turns, the sun reflecting off her gold hair as I see her pale, round face. Her blue eyes sparkle like the ocean that surrounds her, and her lips are small but full.