How To Train Your Dragon: The Next Heir

Chapter 21 - Stubbornness Of A Viking

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Eylimi's POV:
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Toothless nudged me lightly on the hand I had by my side. I lowered my other one from the sky. I turned my gaze away from the rising sun and looked at Toothless. He look up to me with sad eyes. I rubbed him gently under his chin. I turned my head back to the sunrise. Suddenly anger rose inside me. A lot of it too. My face turned to a frown before I turned back to Toothless.

"Come on Toothless. We have work to do." I ordered as I walked away. I was so upset I couldn't even cry. I was so angry I was ready to shoot anything in sight. I was so scared all I wanted was to go back in time. My dad was the dragon master. There hero that changed the world for all dragons! And I'm his daughter. I might not be much but I'm enough to stand up. If anyone's going to avenge him, it's me!

I stomped my way into the town square where everyone stood scared. Afraid with no chief. Mum was no where to be found. I made my way to the small hill right in the middle of the square. Where the black sheep was usually launched. I heard people sobbing and questioning. When they noticed me they all turned their attention to look at me. I closed my eyes before taking a deep breath and breathing back out. I opened my eyes again to face them.

"Listen up hooligan tribe! This last year has been struggling to say the least. We have lost a lot. A lot has been stolen and taken from each of us. But we are vikings! We are tough! We might be cheesy and a little smelly but we have something no one can take away. We have stubbornness. It might sound like a stupid thing to have but it is an amazing gift because we believe in each other! With stubbornness comes fighting. We fight over everything! And if we don't have something to fight for than we are fighting each other!" People seemed to be listening once I mentioned stubbornness. "When vikings want something, they get it done! No excuses, no deals, just stubbornness, just the spirit to do it! When we want something we take it! I might not look like much of a leader but I'm willing to use my stubbornness to take what I want! I want our lives back. I want our best friends back! The dragons!" I stopped there as people began to chatter amongst themselves. "I know I suck at speeches, but what can I say, I'm a viking, we punch not talk." I smiled and a few laughed. "Who would join me, to get our lives back?" I asked. It took a minute but then one stepped forward.

"I'll join you." I heard through light sobs. The crowd turned their heads to where the voice came. I saw mum smiled up to me as a tear ran down her cheek.

"What kind of question is that? I'll join ya lass!" Gobber added as he walked over to mum helping her stand.

"Yeah! I want my dragon back!" Vika and Viko said at the same time.

"Yeah!" People joined in and soon everyone was cheering. I breathed out with a smile as I relaxed. I was so glad I finally got across to them. That doesn't happen often. I slowly made my way down the small hill where Gobber stopped me.

"Wait, there is one thing I believe we do need." He smiled as a tear ran down his cheek at the same time. I looked up to him where he stopped. I breathed out heavily to calm myself.

"Oh, oh, okay." I felt kind of sick. "I'm ready for this." I whispered to myself to encouraged myself. I looked back up to Gobber and gave a slight nod. He smiled a sad smile as mum stood next to him also sad but proud. He lent down to the ground where he rubbed his fingers in the ash covering the snow. I knelt down with my head bowed. I was ready. I really hope I was ready. The crowd went silent. I closed my eyes, scared. I thought about the shoes I had to fill. How can I take a seat that great. But I promised. For dad.

I felt Gobber draw the ash on my forehead. I felt my heart beat nearly out of my chest. When he was done I stood up, I felt so happy yet so sad. I didn't know how to describe it. I looked to my left and smiled a subtle smile at mum who instantly took me into her arms. I hugged her burying my head into her shoulder.