5 years ago, Hiccup was supposedly killed by the monstrous nightmare. A midnight black night fury took him to a place never found. 2 months later, Hiccup is declared dead after months of searching. Most people got over it fast, he was the village r...
"A Toast to our new friend, The Dragon Commander!" Stoick bellowed. Everyone cheered and drank.
The gang all sat in silence for a while, none of us knowing what to say.
The Commander was cursing under his breath. He looked like he was in a lot of pain. His hand was still covering a bloody patch on his middle, I assumed it was some sort of claw or horn wound. The cloth over his neck was ripped and tattered, and like the rest of him, was dripping blood.
His left hand was crusted with the dry, red liquid.
"Are you okay?" I whispered.
"Yes, yeah, I'm, ugh, who am I kidding? No, I am not exactly fine." He said. No, it did not go to plan"
"Mead anyone?" Gobber came around with a jug and some mugs.
"You, lassie?" Gobber held out the tray to me.
"Yes thank you!" I took one mug and filled it to the brim.
"Fancy a drink?" Gobber asked the Commander.
"No, No, I'm fine thank you"
"Twins?"
"Oh yes good sir, me and my bro here would love one!" Ruff took the jug and all the mugs.
"Well, what are you just standing there for? Goodbye!" she tutted. Gobber hurried off.
"What about us!?" Snotlout and Fishlegs said.
"We'll fight for it!!!!!" Tuff yelled.
There where grunts and 'ugh's from the four people.
"Are you going to eat anything?" I pushed his bowl of food toward him.
"No, I'm not that hungry." He muttered, sliding the bowl back.
Commander P.O.V
I was really hungry, but I didn't want to take off my helmet. I'd eat something later.
As the Feast seemed to come to an end, I said,
"I, um, think I might go now"
"Me too" I said.
"Me three" Fishlegs sighed standing up and leaving.
" us, eeerrrr * counts on fingers* fourth!" the twins exclaimed.
The blonde-haired girl and I walked through the village and arrived at the forge.
"The forge? Why here? I thought you were going home!"
"No, sorry, I am, but I just have to do something first."
I pulled off my armour, leaving on my helmet, tunic and pants on. I shoved a poker in the fire and rolled up my left sleeve. The cut was bloody and deep.
I pulled the glowing red poker out and placed it into my left forearm.
It really hurt, my eyes were filled with tears.
"What in the name of Odin did you just do?"
"Did you just Cauterize your cut?!" she exclaimed a little too loudly.
