When Lightning Strikes: A HTTYD Hybrid's Story

When Lightning Strikes: A HTTYD Hybrid's Story

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Lightning flashes across the sky, revealing a large island with a mountain. Thunder booms and the world seems to shake. 'Crack' the top of the purple, blue lined egg seeps open, revealing a small purple head with a hooked snout. The wet, sticky eyelids peel open, uncovering a pair of dilated eyes with yellow irises. And in that moment, the world is changed forever. Disclaimer: I do not own HTTYD or the pictures! This is a story just written for fun!
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rank: #18 in howtotrainyourdragon My name is Emma. I'm different than other nineteen-year-old girls; in fact, I'm different than everyone. I posess strange, evil powers--I always have. For starters, my chocolate brown hair has a dark purple sheen to it, and my eyes are dark purple as well... But the really weird thing is my birthmark: I have a purple birthmark that swirls and spirals like a vine up my left arm down to my hand and to my ring finger-tip and up the right side of my neck. But the real reason that I'm a freak... a monster... is because I cause a wake of destruction everywhere I go, and not because I'm clumsy. If I'm even at all tense, my footsteps leave dark purple scorch marks. When I get mad, my surroundings ignite with black and purple fire. It,s unpredictable because it's almost never the same thing, for instance, I often accidentally blast a purple beam of energy, or I cause gigantic black vines with purple thorns to rise from the ground without warning. I was abandoned when I was a baby, not that I can blame them... There are even legends about me that Vikings tell for ghost stories, or if they want to scare their kids into staying inside. They call me a monster. And they're right.

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