Peter could feel a fresh ocean breeze when the whiteness faded.
As he opened his eyes, he saw that they were standing in a forest area overlooking the busy village of Berk.
“Wait . . . is this the same Berk?” Peter asked.
“Yes, but a long time ago,” Mr.Haddock replied solemnly.
Peter looked out once more and he could see dragons and Vikings everywhere.
“It’s . . . amazing,”Peter whispered.
“I wish I could go down there and ride a dragon,” Allan said.
As he was talking, he leaned on a tree filled with Terrible Terrors. Soon they swarmed the group and erupted loudly into the sky.
Allan screamed in shock but Peter covered his mouth quickly.
“We must get to the wormhole now before they . . .,” Mr.Haddock started but a screeching noise filled the air, frightening the entire group. Well, except Asia and Paul who were looking the sky feverishly.
“Run!” Mr.Haddock whispered harshly.
The group followed him into the woods that revealed a road to the peak. Before they could reach the hidden bikes, they were cut off by a plasma blast. That was when they scattered into the bushes.
Peter could hear a loud thud right next to his bush. He looked over to see that Paul was with him but strangely calm in this situation.
“I was sure someone was here,”said the sound of a uncertain boy.
The voice was followed by a low grumble.
Peter tentatively looked through the bush and saw the boy and the dragon from Asia’s book.
Hiccup and Toothless, he thought.
As much as he wanted to meet them, he couldn’t because they probably won’t let them get to the bridge without any suspicion.
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Allan sat with Mr.Haddock and Asia, who were looking over the deathly pale Elysie.
“We can’t stay like this for much longer. Elysie is getting worse,”Mr.Haddock mumbled.
Allan looked over at Elysie’s pack on her back and eyed it for a while. Then he went over and unzipped it.
“What are you . . .?” Mr.Haddock asked before Allan said, “A gun.”
Then Mr.Haddock grabbed his wrist and said,”No, you are not shooting him.”
“What? I am going to shoot a sedative dart at them.”
Mr.Haddock nodded in understanding and released his wrist.
Allan finally found what he was looking for and loaded the fun.
He crouched near a bush and aimed it at the dragon’s leg.
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Peter and Paul were sweating in desperation when Hiccup came close to their hiding spot.
Then they heard a thud.
Peter got out from the bush and saw the dragon unconscious at his feet.
Then he looked up and saw Hiccup staring at him with green eyes that could look into your very soul.
“What? . . . How? . . . Who?” He started confusedly until a dart hit him in the shoulder.
Hiccup groaned and starting falling to the ground but Peter caught him in time.
How much lighter can this kid get? Peter thought.
Paul quickly darted out of the bush and knelt next to Peter.
“Is he dead?” Paul asks.
Peter looked closely at Hiccup’s shoulder and saw a sedative dart.
“No, he’s going to okay,”Peter confirmed.
Soon enough, Allan, Asia, and Mr.Haddock emerged from the bushes.
“Nice shots, Allan,”Peter said.
“Thanks. I really like shooting guns, a lot. Maybe I want to become a sniper and ditch the policeman job,”Allan said with a grin on his face.
“Giving up your jelly donuts?”
“Gross,”Asia commented.
“Hey, a donut is a policeman’s pride,”Allan defended.
“A fat policeman’s pride?” Paul teased.
“Shut up,”Allan said, pushing Paul aside.
“We leave now,” Mr.Haddock said, not looking phased by the whole ordeal.
As they hopped on their bikes to take off, Peter stole a glance back at the boy.
Those eyes . . . I feel like this won’t be the last time I will have to confront them.
