Love Bonded

I'm In An Arranged Marriage

Me: Well, everyone, I got the chapter up.

I hope you all enjoy the story so far, even if it's already two chapters. Technically one since the first was just a little summary with a couple lines.

Disclaimer: I don't own How To Train Your Dragon. (If I did it would be so much better!)

Without further undo, let's read.

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Hiccup's POV

I let out a shout as I dodge the blast of fire the Monstrous Nightmare sent my way.

The Vikings move to the side as I jumped out the window, the Monstrous Nightmare following me from the air. I shout out as I dodge another blast of fire. I run and take cover behind a torch pole as the Monstrous Nightmare shoots another blast of fire. When the fire stops coming, I lean to the right to peek over the side and I see nothing. I hear breathing coming from behind me. I tense up and slowly look behind me to see the Monstrous Nightmare standing there, it's free hand pointed at me with fire coming out its hand, getting ready to blast me to ashes.

"Great," I said, gulping in a bit of fear.

Other Vikings would freeze where they stand, afraid to move or to even speak. But I wasn't a Viking, was I? I wouldn't mind if the Monstrous Nightmare fired at me. I wouldn't care if I died. No one else would, well, besides Gobber, but I kind of didn't care if I died or not, because of everyone would be happy if I died. I heard some say it once.

I stood there, waiting for it to blast me.

But all the Monstrous Nightmare did was look at me with a bit of shock and surprise. It looked curious as well. Okay, I understood the shock and surprise. It probably thought that I was going to shout a battle cry and try and fight it, but all I did was stand where I was. But being curious I have no idea about.

It was looking at me up and down, but it had one it's eye brow's raised. I then realized why. I carried no weapon on my back, by my side, or in my hand. I did have a dagger, but it was useless in a fight against a dragon, Monstrous Nightmare no less. Kind of like me.

But instead of blasting me like I thought it would, and hoped, the fire coming out of its hand was slowly dying down until try was nothing left. I stood there shocked, it was sparing me, but why?

Before the Monstrous Nightmare could do anything else, both of us heard a battle cry. I look to my right to see Stoick charging at the Monstrous Nightmare.

The Hybrid screeched and bounced away from an axe that was swing at its head. The Hybrid opened it's mouth to fire a blast, but nothing came out. Its eyes widen as it realized that it had reached it's shot limit.

"You're all out," Stoick said, stating the obvious. Now I don't know if I was seeing things, but I'm pretty sure I saw fear in its eyes. The Monstrous Nightmare swung at Stoick, making him jump back and allowing the Monstrous Nightmare to turn and fly away.

When the Monstrous Nightmare flew off, Stoick turned to me. Our attention is drawn to the torch I hiding behind broke at the burnt part and start rolling down the hill. I can't help but flinch every time someone shouts out. I don't have to glance around to see that people had come to see what had happened.

Stoick looks back at me.

"Not my fault," I say, crossing my arms.

Stoick says nothing. He just grabs me the back of my shirt and forcibly makes me walk back to the house. I growl and clutch my fists as I try to pull away from him. Every time something like this happens, he never listens to me, only to his people. But I'm not one of them, am I?