Chapter 2

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Time skip (a day or so later)

I woke up an leaped out of bed. Today was the beginning of warrior training! I was so excited!

At breakfast in the great hall, that was all any of us teens could talk about. "Hey, you going down to dragon training later on?" Asked Hiccup. "Yeah. I wonder what it will be like." I said. 

warrior training. When a child turned 15, they had to start learning how to fight and kill dragons. The best student in the class got to kill a Monstrous Nightmare, a great honor in itself. After training, we become the full members of the tribe. For years I had yearned to go there. But since I was too young, I was left putting out fires. After this, things will change. And I will become a full member of the Hairy Hooligan tribe.

Time skip (a few hours later)

As me and the other teens walked into the arena I started to feel a kind of dread that I had never felt before. This training was going to train me to fight, to continue the endless war against the dragons and protect our island and our people. But it would also show me the pain of war, and the death of the dragons we fought against. 

But I knew there was no going back. 

As we walked into the training ring, I muttered to myself, "there's no going back." As we walked into the ring, I couldn't help but look around. So this was the area that produced so many great warriors.

"I hope I get some serious burns." said Tuff. "I'm hoping for some mauling like my shoulder or my back." Replied Ruff. "Yeah, it's only fun if you get I get a scar out of it. " I said. "Yeah, no kidding right? Pain. Love it." Said a voice behind us. It was Hiccup. Well, I thought. He could use some training. As I was lost in my thoughts, Tuff's voice brought me back to reality. "Can I transfer to the class with the cool Vikings in it?". Seriously, nobody was taking this seriously?

As we lined up, He walked toward a pair of doors. "Behind these are just a few of the many species ya will learn to fight!" As he talked about the kinds of dragons behind the doors, I heard FIshlegs muttering about the dragon stats that Gobber was talking about. "Will you stop that?" He yelled. 

"And finally," he said with a dramatic pause. "the Gronckle." He said as he put his hand on the lever that opened the doors! "Wait - aren't you going to teach us first?" Asked Snotlout, clearly alarmed. 

"I believe," Gobber said. "In learning in the job!" He finished as he pulled the lever.

The doors swung open. The Gronckle flew forward. 

It was on.

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Author:  for those of you who are wondering, I copied multiple lines directly off the movie. Also, this chapter was heavily inspired by other stories.

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