How to Train Your Dragon: A Worthy Generation

Chapter 4- The Search Begins

    The sun brought me back to reality because last night felt like nothing more than another one of my flying dreams, just as distant and impossible.

"Rise and shine, cousin." Hagen, of course, was already ready to go, then again he didn't spend half the night strolling through the woods trying to find something he was just dreaming about.

"Already?" I groaned.

"We should get started right away." Hagen offered me a granola bar.

"I'm more of a night owl than an early bird." I tell him tearing into the granola bar, I hadn't even realized I was hungry until I took that first bite.

"Don't you mean Night Fury?" He taunts.

"And why would I mean that?" I ask scarfing down the rest of the bar.

"Your name" he said "Nott Fury Haddock." He's smiling like he can't believe I missed something so obvious.

"Yes my middle name is Fury but that's my great great great grandma's name, my grandma named me in honor of her."

"And your first name?" He asks.

"Nott?"

"Yes. It old Norse for Night." He says it and I knew I knew it but I had never once in my life sat and put two and two together.

"Grandma named me Night Fury." I gasped. "Of course, that's why she always calls me her little night fury." I slapped my forehead with the realization.

"For someone so smart you sure do miss the obvious." Hagen laughs and I stick my tongue out at him.

"Oh, shut up. I knew it." I try "I just didn't know I knew it." I pushed myself up and shook my hair out, thank goodness I shaved most of it off, I just had the top to worry about which was relatively easy to shake out and be done with.

"So I was looking at the map and I was thinking we start here and fan out from there. Meet back by sunset to see what we uncovered." Hagen had his maps out and pinned down with rocks.

"Sounds like a solid plan to me but lets keep in contact throughout the day."

"Uh, I don't think our cellphones are going to work out here." Hagen doesn't sound like he's mocking me but I'm not entirely sure he's not.

"I brought these." I hand him a walkie talkie and clip the other onto my jean pocket.

"Oh, right, good idea." He sets the channel to three on his walkie talkie and pockets it. "We'll check in every hour with these, otherwise, I'll see you at sunset." He pats me on the shoulder and takes off.

"here little dragon, come on out." I called stupidly. I knew it was stupid but halfway into the day and I was honestly a little tired and hungry and I only brought two granola bars with me, like an idiot. Some fish would be so great right now, my stomach grumbles and I take another nibble of the bar to tide myself over.

"Come on, you little night light, is know you're here. I know something is here." No one comes here that often, it's a small island, it has legends of dragons and bad omen surrounding the grounds.

"A night fury perhaps?" I peek through the trees "or a Light Fury?" I rustle some bushes "A Change Wing or Monstrous Nightmare?" I kick some stones and throw some branches hoping to disturb something but nothing happens.

"Well this is uneventful." I sigh and continue down the island weaving into the woods as much as possible. The sun was getting lower. I should have head back hours ago.

"Whatever, I have a flashlight." I cast one more look around before heading back. The funny thing is, in the air I always seem to know where I am, it's on the ground that my directions get a little wonky.