How to Find Your Fire

(Httyd) Chapter 6: Mercy

By Puffnut (CamsterDragon)

Let me just say that capturing the NightFury was the most surprising and impressive thing I have ever done. One day, I may do something even more surprising, but today, it is capturing the unholy offspring of lightning and death itself. Especially since they are supposed to be one of the fastest dragons alive.

How did I capture him?

Or is it a her?

What do I do now?

At least my theory was correct. After the NightFury was captured, all the wild dragons flew away and the others returned to their riders on Berk. I haven't moved from where I am sitting since I threw the net over the NightFury. At first, it had thrashed around, growling and snarling. Then, it had made a heartbreaking sound that sounded like crying. Now, it has quieted down and has begun to stare longingly out in the direction where the dragons had disappeared. I haven't been able to take my eyes off her. The storm has stopped, but the faint moonlight makes it no easier to see. Yet, I can still observe the scars along the NightFury's body and the aching in its eyes.

Is it attacking to avenge the deaths of its fellow dragons?

Maybe hunters killed them all off.

Another thing I noticed is the way its eyes seem to go down to slits and then to full pupils. I had read about dragons doing that only a couple of times. The first ones on my mind are when they are being controlled by another dragon or when they're angry. Based apon my observations, it could easily be either of them, although its more likely that it is angry.

I turn to look over Berk. Most of the houses that were on fire have burned out. Only a few aren't in shambles. Luckily, my house seems to be one of the few that wasn't damaged at all. I doubt my mom even woke up. She's a VERY sound sleeper. I, on the other hand, am not. I'm guessing it has something to do with my upbeat attitude and all. Early riser, late going to bed. In fact, I hardly like to sleep at all. Otherwise, I might miss something!

A smile crosses my face as I remember having this same conversation with my dad..

"You hardly get any sleep. How are you so lively all the time?" His deep voice was something I always remember.

"I don't want to miss anything!Besides, with everything going on throughout my wonderful, happy day, how can I sleep!"

He had laughed and ruffled my blonde hair. "Just promise me you'll go to bed if you do feel tired."

"I promise."

I feel tears trickling down my cheeks and I quickly brush them aside, trying to make myself feel happy again. I turn back to the NightFury and notice it is staring at me with curious eyes. Suddenly embarrassed, I turn away. The NightFury croons sadly and I look back to it. It was like I was looking into a mirror. We both longed for those already dead and gone; we both tried concealing it with a grin or, in its case, anger.

I can't keep it trapped.

I just can't.

It has feelings just like any person.

What would the twins do?

I knew that Hiccup had probably drilled the idea of saving dragons instead of hurting them into their heads. So, they would probably give the dragon a second chance.

Or would they?

I look one more time into those blue eyes. No longer were they shifting from slitted and back again. Instead, they were kind and compassionate and full. Looking into these sad eyes, I knew I had made up my mind from the beginning.

I grasp the net and pull it off the NightFury. It pauses, seeming to be confused at the fact that I had actually released it. "Go, you're free," I whisper. The NightFury turns around and spreads its battered wings. As it flies away, it never once glances back at me...