The Big Four and The Prophecy (Book 1)

6 - The Staff

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The Staff

JACK

An ecstatic Jack is running down the hill with an equally ecstatic Hiccup; they're both headed to Gobber's hut at the moment. Although Jack had no clue of what they'll be seeing there, the way Hiccup jumped in excitement made him do the same too.

They entered the hut to see Gobber preparing a beverage for them, a few cabbages, milk and eggs. But something long was awfully wrapped with a dirty cloth while sitting on the large wooden table.

"Hey, Gobber!" Jack greeted.

"Jack! Do sit down you two, I'm preparing some yaknog for the two of ye."

"What's a yaknog?" The white-haired boy asked, sitting by the table.

"Best not know," Hiccup said, sitting down as well.

When Gobber was done, he placed the yaknogs in front of the two lads and sat across them, Jack lifted it up and readied himself to drink, "There ye are. Freshly yak milk, eggs and cabbages. I forgot the last ingredient so I substituted it with kelp," Jack put it back down-he didn't like the smell too, anyway.

"You might want to open this one, Jack," Gobber pointed to the wrapped product before them.

"What is it?"

"You don't want me to ruin the surprise, do ye?"

Jack loosened the knot and gently unwrapped it. To his surprise, it was a broomstick. But it's not just any broomstick. It's something you won't see from the shop windows.

It was almost like a staff. The end of the stick was G shaped, and looked about 6 feet long. Although it's old, it still looked magnificent. The boys stared at it in awe.

"What kind of broom is it Gobber?"

"...One of a kind," he said, gulping a huge amount of his homemade yaknog.

"This...this is mine?" Jack asked curiously. Gobber nodded.

Jack ran his hand over the broomstick and gripped it firmly. When he did, something inside him ran through his veins, it almost felt like electricity. Bright blue beams of light illuminated from the contact and it was so strong, the force whipped him away to a pile of boxes somewhere in the corner of Gobber's hut. Dust was everywhere and Jack was underneath the untidy plastic that was covering it.

"Blimey, Jack!"

"Oh, Odin! Jack, are you alright, boy?"

Hiccup and Gobber helped Jack back up again, "What just happened?" Hiccup asked.

"I think I killed a lizard," Jack looked back down from where his butt crashed, on the floor was a poor little squashed lizard.

"Woah, that was...that was..." Jack breathed, running his fingers on the surface, "...I don't even know how to describe it."

"Your father made that for ye."

Both their heads shot up, "It was supposed to be a birthday gift until they cut off the connection between yer mother and yer father. So, he entrusted me...with that."

Jack gripped it hard, he tapped the G-shaped part on the wooden table, and frost patterns imprinted on the surface. Hiccup touched it with eyes wide open, the bright bluish color reflecting in his eyes, "Woah. You're father must've been a really skilled worker, huh?"