New Family (a Httyd/Rtte Fanfic)

Training

The gates rattled open as the teens walked into the arena. A short muscular scarred redhead, a stubbornly fat black haired one, Arctic, and then Hina. She had propped her sword on her shoulder which helped her carry it. In her opinion, she looked down right stupid.

"This will be fun." said the young male viking.

"Ya, I know this is going to be terrific! I mean, being a millimeter from death. So fun."

Sarcasm dripped from Hina's statement as she looked behind her, sadly noting that the gate was now closed.

"Oh look, it's w'ittle grimborn, or should i say, weak born." the read head cried with laughter, and the fat one joined him as well.

Hina rolled her eyes.

"If i were you Burnhead, I'd shut up because if I remember correctly, I'm not the only grimborn."

The two teens scowled at the girl and right then and there she decided that after training she would run off into the woods. Better safe than sorry.

Arctic rolled his eyes.

"You" he pointed at the bullies. "Shut Up. And you" he turned to Hina. "Get int line." he finally barked out.

"Well said boyo." Ryker growled as he showed up.

Hina hurried to line up with the other teens. Though it looked like she was at the other end of the arena compared to how isolated she became.

Her uncle sighed.

"Well then, you lot think you have the guts to be a dragon hunter, eh. Well take it from me. Those of you who are fit for it," he looked at Arctic, "Congratulations. But those who aren't" his eyes landed on Hina, who cringed as the other two chuckled. "Good luck surviving."

The laughing teens shut up.

Sneaking a glance at the blond boy, Hina could see that he was not paying attention to anyone else except Ryker.

She gulped.

He was so cold!

"And the one that does the best, or in other words, doesn't die,"

The fat teen, who Hina knew as Large Chow, snorted in laughter and shot a look at her. The young warrior turned back to her uncle as he continued.

"Will be the one to conquer the Whispering Death."

Hina was pretty sure that her face was as white as a Snow Wraths hind. There was no way she would live to see that event happen.

What happened to the monstrous nightmares? Weren't those bad enough?

Ryker chuckled.

"Let's see how well you will deal with this dragon for starters."

Pulling a lever the man stepped aside and a blue and yellow gronkle shot out from the cell.

The teens scattered like rats.

Hina ran for her life.

Where were the lectures and techniques and all the safety measures?

Oh Hina! You know better than that! This is your uncle.

Turning around Hina saw a black and white shield laying on the ground. Sumersulting she picked it up and blocked a blast from the dragon. She dogged and sprinted across the arena.

Burnhead was laughing his butt off.

An explosion, then a shriek. Glancing behind her shoulder, Hina saw the overly confident teen running and screaming like a four year old.