(Httyd Oc AU Fanfiction) Rivalry Of The Century: Book 2 Of AU

A Rival Fallen

                          Geode stood there gripping her shirt crying while Ail fell on his butt in shock. Having a million questions, but no answers. Finally knowing, but wishing he didnt, could this be happening to him? That's why she feared him to go soft? It makes sence, yet no sence. Had he gone soft?

                             Geode cryed until there was almost a puddle of her tears on the ground. Thinking about how she broke her promise to her self never to tell that story, and feeling terrible for it. Turning around she lefted her head and stopped the tears, then clearing her throut she said, "Were leaving soon with the dragon, get down to the docks." With that she walked off.

                             Something in his mind clicked as he realized, "With the dragon? They haven't killed her yet?" As he got back up he was reminded of his injury, so he went over to grab the crunches. Being able to walk over there was enough proof for him that he didn't need them so he turned around and headed to the dock with a pretty bad limp. He walked into the forest and pushed through some bushes and began to make his way back. 

                           What if she was right? What if he actually cared for that dragon? Shaking his head he staid on course, trying to deny it. Trying to convince himself that he didn't, that how his father died.  

                             A few minutes later Ail reached the village that was all celebrating. There was food, beverages, dancing the whole thing. He quickly reduced it was because of the Toxic Strike and walked through it. While party's weren't his thing he was glad this one distracted everyone from starring at him. Once he turned the corner down the docks he saw Geode at the end of it talking to some men. Two planks were down on ether side of the dock, one lead to the chief's ship and the other to an escort ship. She turned and saw him, so he shuffled up the plank with the men fallowing. She went out of sight but he saw the plank being pulled up on the deck of the ship. Guess Ail was the last thing she wanted to see.

                            Looking guilty, he continued on his way down as the escort ship was pulling out. With no other option he walked up the plank the chiefs ship and saw both of them talking. They looked over surprised as he walked up to them. "Chief, I heard we were bring the Toxic Strike along?" He asked shyly with his head down. "Why yes, its below deck all chained up. I'm just sorry you weren't there to help us take it out of the sky." He explained seeming to be reliving the moment, but then whispered. "But I'll let you have the final blow if you want." 

                            Yes sir he shuffled away towards the lower deck. He could defiantly tell they were giving him looks, but he didn't care. The steps to the lower deck were pretty narrow, making him think how the even fit her down them. Stepping down them certainly hurt and Ail squinted his face due to it. Once he got to the bottom he looked up to see a door guarded by a two very well built Vikings. Hoping there wouldn't be an issue he walk up to them and they both looked at him, but then looked away. He sighed in relief and opened up the door. 

                            There laying in chains was a Toxic Strike, awake but with no emotions. Her face was blank for she knew she was going to die soon, so why fight. Her hopeless eyes looked at the chains the were nailed to the ground, then to the muzzle on her face. It was made of metal and wrapped around her face. To clamps on the side to keep it down and her from firing. 

                             Ail saw how thick and heavy the chains where, smart considering her scales can burn through ropes pretty fast. He closed the door as quietly as he could then walked towards her. Her eyes didn't twitch only slowly blinked as he walked up. Ail saw the hopelessness and knew he couldn't kill something that wouldn't fight back. Maybe it wasn't about the title anymore, because he would cry to see his rival fall like this. This was wrong, yet he might have no say in the matter. She was no longer his rival, but their prize.  

                               They felt the ship shove off and heard a few men yelling to drop the sails. He looked at her, but with no response. The sad lifelessness was hard to watch, yet he couldn't look away. 

                               Meanwhile on deck Pip was at the front looking out over the sea feeling the wind behind him. Axel walked up behind him saying, "With this wind we should be there by morning." They looked at the water before Pip responded "Good, this will surly be a signing to remember." 

Oh, It will be.

Ya another shorter one sorry, for nothing! I'm kidding I just never know what to say here, like really I just kinda ramble, like I am now.