When Lightning Strikes: A HTTYD Hybrid's Story

Chapter 3: Growing Up

AN: The video contains the kind of noises that Storm makes. (Growls, roars, ect) They sound like the reaper from Ark, (I don't own this video or anything) so kinda creepy but fierce. I figured that I would show you all this near the beginning of the story lol. Enjoy!

Three Years Later

Storm flew quickly around the Sanctuary, racing with one of his best friends, a four-winged Nadder. She, just like him, was a hybrid between a Deadly Nadder and a Stormcutter, while Storm was a bit more special. At four years old, Storm was about 10 feet long with large wings and spikes on several parts of his body. "Bet you can't catch me, Achira!" Yelled Storm to the "Wingcutter." "Ha! Really? Because I think you forgot that I have FOUR wings!" Said Achira, shooting ahead. "I think you forgot that I'm part Night Fury!" Storm shouted back. The two flew out of the mountain, only to run into Sharpfang and his gang. Over the years, Storm had grown smarter and just allowed them to beat him, (It was worse when he tried to run away) so it was nothing new when Sharpfang threatened him. "What are you doing with my future mate," he growled. Storm sighed. Although Achira was a hybrid as well, she was actually a very beautiful dragon, making several others attracted to her. Although it wasn't her fault, Storm didn't see how this was fair. Well, it could be because she is a little more natural then me.

Behind Storm, Achira rolled her eyes and stepped forward. "Leave Storm alone," she spat. "And Sharpfang, I am not your future mate. By no means." Laughing, Sharpfang grabbed Storm by the wing. With a sigh, Storm prepared himself for the beating. "Get ready you little monster." As Sharpfang raised his wing, Storm thought about the beatings from the past. The cuts, the spanks, the teasing, and suddenly, something snapped. Storm was done being treated this way. Even though he was a freak, a mistake of nature, something that shouldn't have even existed, he still deserved respect as a living thing. And with that thought in mind, Storm slammed his back into Sharpfang's wing and pushed it skyward. Sharpfang shrieked in pain as Storm took the wing in his mouth and bent it back. There was a sickening crack, and then suddenly, the gang was there attempting to carry Sharpfang away. "You won't get away with this, freak," Yelled Sharpfang. Storm slammed the Nightmare's head into the ground and roared in his face. "I AM NOT a freak! Don't ever call me that again, and LEAVE ME ALONE!" With that, the gang picked up a whimpering Sharpfang and scurried away.

Storm turned back to a smirking Achira. "Well done," She said. "He won't be coming back for a while." "

Well I had to do it at some point." He replied with a laugh. They flew back home to their caves, and Storm gave a cheerful hello to his mother when he arrived. Storm had just settled down when he felt a prick in his neck. Not again... Then everything went black.