Post by Krysta on May 21, 2014 16:10:43 GMT -5
No one on the island of Berk knew, or understood why thwir dragons seems to be... fidgetting. Always looking up to the sky and jumping in place before frantically looking around. Hiccup and the others took their dragons out on numerous fights and still, once appeased that nothing bad was coming, once they touched the ground the dragons went back to fidgetting.
It had been going on for two weeks and needless to say the riders began to panic. What was going on with their dragons? Needless to say, Stoick held several meetings and nothing seemed to be the problem.
Even Toothless was affected, stamping the ground and growling at the sky, looking to the east. It seemed like a popular compus point, all the dragons looking and fidgetting in the same direction.
Soon enough, a month had passed and the famous dragon riders of Berk took the skies, hoping to maybe figure out what was wrong with their dragons. After only minutes of flight, more than a few berserker ships were found heading towards Berk.
It was onlt after the riders had gone to fight them off when the berserker ships quickly tried to flee. All pointing at something in the east.
Three large figures could be seen coming closer and closer, all at what seemed to be blinding speads. After what looked like they had been no more then 30 or more miles away, they were there in mintues, scaring off the ships with dragons not even in the book of dragons!
The first one seen was on the back of a dragon that shouldn't even be in the air. It's scales snake-like and varying between green and blue in certain angles of the sun. It's eyes were a dark, deep, navy blue and instead of horns, it seemed to have slug-like antennie all over it's back from the top of his head, where it surrounded his head like a dandelion, ran all the way down his back and to the tip of his tail, three of the strange, horn-like protrutions looking very hair like at his nose, like a mustash, and under his chin, like a very thin beard.
A woman was riding this dragons back, though at first one wouldn't know, considering her strange, red armor wasn't ever seen before by viking kind. It covered her entire body, the head of a dragon covering the top of her head as a helmet, looking almost exactly the same as the face of the dragon she rode, a dangerous looking sword on her back with a ribbon covering the entire hilt of the blade. The rest of her armor too was dragon-like, minus the tail, her feet and hands were clawed, and instead of wings, two more swords, smaller then the first, adorned that space.
The second was as terrifying as Dagor's smile. At first glance, it looked much like a bone napper, but was much, much more sinister. It was surrounded by a purple aura, one that if one got too close, the person would collapse. Be it by shear power, or what this dragon was. It was literally almost nothing but bone, inside the purple aura within it housing it's organs in a protective forcefield. At every joint of it's body a spike protruded, making one wonder what kind of dragon it was... when it was alive and covered in skin. Out of everything it's eyes were the scariest, purple whisps flying fourth from those eyeless pools only to disappear into the air. The only skin it had left on it's body was it's wing membrane, and even then it wasn't much.
The man sitting atop this beast was equally, if not more so scary then the dragon itself. Pale skin was seen for, unlike the one on the blue, wingless dragon, he wore no helmet, his hair was white as snow. His armor was black, looking like it was broken in more then one place but held together by the same purple mist the dragon was held by. His eyes emmitting the same smoke.
And the last dragon, was by far the biggest. If the dragon were to land and set his mighty head upon the ground, opening his large maw, Stoick the Vast would fit inside perfectly snug, standing up. It was a red dragon, webwinged, using his mighty arms to keep him up in the air. His eyes were golden, five spikes upon each eyebrow. From the inside of the eye on the nose, the spikes were small, but at the very end on the outside of the eye, the spikes flared bigger till the spikes were as big as Hiccups arm. His nose held a series of spikes as well, though the were rounded rather than pointy. His teeth were huge and, strange, were perfectly aligned and white. The fact making them scarier. His body was skinny but filled with muscle, creating the illusion the dragon was weak. His tail, at the very end, held a spike as well, fading to a pale pink as with his other spikes. And at the very end of each wing was a four clawed hand.
The rider upon this last and most imposing dragon was female. She wore a leather armor and no helmet, preferring instead to wear a gold, delicately intricate, crown upon her firey red hair. The buckles of her leather armor were also golden, her weapon of choice being strung upon her back, a wooden bow inlay with gold, and arrows upon her back. She also wore fur. But nothing indicating if she, like they, were vikings.
The very last mentioned spoke to them gently, though with a voice as imposing and athoritive as Hiccup's father. "Hello, dragon riders of Berk, we only come in curiosity." She stated. The other two on her left and right bowing their heads. And after much disscussion between Hiccup and his friends, they addressed the three strange riders.
"I am Hiccup, son of Stoick the Vast, and trainer and rider of the last known Night Fury. What is it you have come to ask?" He replied, only getting a smile from the red haired female, "I shall ask questions once our dragons have landed, they may be strong, but a fives days flight affects even the best of fliers." She said, running a loving hand over her dragons neck. Everyone agreeing and taking the strangers to Berk.
True these people could attack, but, if they knew what was good for them, they would NEVER even THINK of attacking an island inhabited by dragons and humans, both in huge abundance.
*****
Upon landing their dragons, Hiccup went to see his father while Astrid kept watch over the three newcomers. The blue dragon, which they found flew like a snake and rode and clouds it created, landed with an air of royalty. As if it was expected to land as gracefully as possible after years of training.
The dead looking dragon, landed not as graceful, but in as small as space as possible, making sure to land it's feet on rocks. Holding itself awkwardly up so the rets of it's body did not touch the ground. It looked afraid of killing something or someone, even though the villagers of Berk knew how to stay away from a landing dragon.
And the last, the red dragon, landed with grace only the rumored and unseen to vikings lion could hold. Landing powerfully but with no quake of the ground whatsoever.
The first to dismount their dragon was the strange armored lady, standing upon it's back and jumping off. This proved to show the lady used no sattle, and held on to the dragon merrily through the shear strength of her arms and legs.
The white haired man was next. Just stepping off and sliding down his dragons skeletal leg and to the ground. He too made sure he only stepped upon stone. He too had no sattle, and probably just held the bones of his dragon to hold on.
And the third, the red haired woman, slid off her dragon much the same the man did his. Though her dragon lowered himself to the ground so her decent was short and sweet. She too, had no sattle.
Snotlout, before Astrid could speak, walked towards the red-head to speak. "Whoa, I see you do not use a sattle." He said, "Ya know, I do use a sattle either, but do just because it's against regulations to fly without a sattle." He said, showing off which caused the red dragon to growl and bare his teeth at the moment Stoick and Hiccup arrived.
"I will not have dragons I do not know growling at my people." He stated angrily, earning giggles from the strange armored girl and the red head... and the dead looking dragon too.
The red-head stepped up, "My name is Primula." She started, a thick irish accent was heard, "My companions are Arther and Mistress Cho." She said, the strange armored female removing her helmet, showing dark hair and almond eyes.
Snotlout tried to flirt with her as well and got the same reaction from her blue dragon that he had gotten from the red one.
The girl continued, "These are our bonded dragons, Cho's dragon is Long, Arther's dragon is Maria, and my dragon is William." She introduced, "And we are the last of the ancient riders." She said, she and the other two humans bowing.
As the children began to get bolder, Stiock thought it best to take this conversation somewhere privet. For hearing they claimed to be the last dragon riders of old was just silly... though Berk has become a very silly place as of late.
Once Stoick announced to take the conversation to his home, the dragons each began to glow, becoming smaller and smaller before there, standing in their places, where humans with the features od the dragons who stood there.
The first looked like Long, his skin was still scaly, and he wore long, elegant robes, what was once his strange, soft horns were now much like hair. He stood next to his rider, she taking his hand and helping him towards Stoick's house.
The second, the skeletal looking one, took the form of a beautiful, white haired woman, though, she looked very poorly, as if she would die at any moment. She wore long white robes of an old english look. Her rider wrapped an arm arpund her waist, helping her stay up.
And the third was still just as red, his face had not changed at all and he had no hair on his head unlike the others, he gore roman armor a gladiator would wear in combate, the sandles allowing his clawed feet to sit out nicely.
He wrapped a possessive arm around his red-headed rider, and quickly, they all headed inside Stoick's home and the questions started, not from who came to ask, but from those who brought them here for the answers they seeked.
Eventually, Stoick's booming voice ended all the yelling and sadly, they had to use a 'asking pillow'... at least, only Hiccup's friends had to use it. Intent on getting their answers.
"Why are your dragons so strange?" "Why do they look like people now?" "What are your dragons?" "What are you?" "Why do you not use a sattle?" "How did you train your dragons."
These were questions all directed at the strange group, and strangely, the red dragon spoke, "We prefer to be called by our names, being called a dragon is racist." He stated, being watched by Toothless and the other dragons from outside.
The only ones to listen were Hiccup, Astrid and Stoick. So after awhile, the other three were kicked out for interrupting the riders each time one tried to speak.
Their questions were simple. How long have the vikings of Berk been training dragons? What happened to change their views of dragons? How are they trying to help others?
And that was all the three riders wished to know.
And the time came for the kids to start asking questions of their own.
"How did you meet your dragons?" "How did you train them?" "What are they?"
These many more popped up, so each trainer decided to tell their story...
*****
Cho had been a simple peasant girl in her village off the ywllow dragon river. As a rice farmers daughter she never made much even though the whole of china required a good harvest every year to feed their own. For a mother cannot feed her children without rice.
Their emperer had died in battle and in his place, a new emperer had taken over. Whereas their own emperer ruled justly, making sure his subject were happy long before he, they now had a ruthless emperer who wanted nothing but power, using the Jade Emperer as an excuse to further himself. The Jade Emperer who is a god who lives within the Jade Palace. True he is the god of all of the peoples of china, but more often then naught he would spend his time being hosted and entertained by lovely Geisha. Even after the four dragon kings had done his job for him and brought the rain so desperately needed for the starving people, and even after imprisoning those dragon kings under four mountains, sometimes he still ignored those he needed to care for. Had he known the coward emperer was using him, the Jade Emperer, and saying that he, the low-life emperer was his son when he was not, then the god might have done something. But not knowing is a bad thing when terrible things are soon to happen.
The coward emperer deemed one day he wanted a bride, a wife, an emperess to rule by his side and bare his children. But, he was picky, and only wanted a woman who looked just as beautiful as the lovely Kwan Yin, the mother of china.
Many princesses were brought to him, and instead of taken back, were killed for their "ugliness".
Eventually, samurai began to flood the villages, grabbing and kidnapping girls left and right. Each meeting the same fast when they did not meet the expectations of the emperer. Finally, the train was sent to the village by the yellow river. All the women and men and children fled towards the sea, hoping to catch a boat and leave china. But no such thing happened as soon as they hit the sandy shore, the emperers men catching them all, intent to drag them back.
Though to everyones surprise the emperer had joined in on this quest for the women of the yellow river. The women and children prayed to the Jade Emperer as their men were slaughtered. Though to their luck, one of the many dragons of the Jade Emperers army heard their pleas and helped, saving as many as he could.
Cho, having seen her father slain before her very eyes, the only family she had left, she picked up a scythe and faught her hardest. And after she had been picked up and thrown at the dragon, her head hit the dragons head dead on, causing her to pass out, and him to become dizzy.
The battle was won again the evil emperer and a rouge samurai, a brother of the old, dead, just emperer, took the throne and continued his families just ways.
As for Cho and Long, no training was needed, for the great dragon of the sea cared for her within the walls of the Jade Palace. Training Cho in different asian fighting styles.
And from then on, the two were partners, each meeting a gentle touch to the head.
*****
"You see, we did not form a friendship though strange means as you all did, we formed a bond much stronger then that." Cho stated, she leaning forward halfway, her eyes close as Long did the same, closing his eyes and touching his head to hers.
To be continued in part two... mainly due to phone needing to be chaared and laggy.
It had been going on for two weeks and needless to say the riders began to panic. What was going on with their dragons? Needless to say, Stoick held several meetings and nothing seemed to be the problem.
Even Toothless was affected, stamping the ground and growling at the sky, looking to the east. It seemed like a popular compus point, all the dragons looking and fidgetting in the same direction.
Soon enough, a month had passed and the famous dragon riders of Berk took the skies, hoping to maybe figure out what was wrong with their dragons. After only minutes of flight, more than a few berserker ships were found heading towards Berk.
It was onlt after the riders had gone to fight them off when the berserker ships quickly tried to flee. All pointing at something in the east.
Three large figures could be seen coming closer and closer, all at what seemed to be blinding speads. After what looked like they had been no more then 30 or more miles away, they were there in mintues, scaring off the ships with dragons not even in the book of dragons!
The first one seen was on the back of a dragon that shouldn't even be in the air. It's scales snake-like and varying between green and blue in certain angles of the sun. It's eyes were a dark, deep, navy blue and instead of horns, it seemed to have slug-like antennie all over it's back from the top of his head, where it surrounded his head like a dandelion, ran all the way down his back and to the tip of his tail, three of the strange, horn-like protrutions looking very hair like at his nose, like a mustash, and under his chin, like a very thin beard.
A woman was riding this dragons back, though at first one wouldn't know, considering her strange, red armor wasn't ever seen before by viking kind. It covered her entire body, the head of a dragon covering the top of her head as a helmet, looking almost exactly the same as the face of the dragon she rode, a dangerous looking sword on her back with a ribbon covering the entire hilt of the blade. The rest of her armor too was dragon-like, minus the tail, her feet and hands were clawed, and instead of wings, two more swords, smaller then the first, adorned that space.
The second was as terrifying as Dagor's smile. At first glance, it looked much like a bone napper, but was much, much more sinister. It was surrounded by a purple aura, one that if one got too close, the person would collapse. Be it by shear power, or what this dragon was. It was literally almost nothing but bone, inside the purple aura within it housing it's organs in a protective forcefield. At every joint of it's body a spike protruded, making one wonder what kind of dragon it was... when it was alive and covered in skin. Out of everything it's eyes were the scariest, purple whisps flying fourth from those eyeless pools only to disappear into the air. The only skin it had left on it's body was it's wing membrane, and even then it wasn't much.
The man sitting atop this beast was equally, if not more so scary then the dragon itself. Pale skin was seen for, unlike the one on the blue, wingless dragon, he wore no helmet, his hair was white as snow. His armor was black, looking like it was broken in more then one place but held together by the same purple mist the dragon was held by. His eyes emmitting the same smoke.
And the last dragon, was by far the biggest. If the dragon were to land and set his mighty head upon the ground, opening his large maw, Stoick the Vast would fit inside perfectly snug, standing up. It was a red dragon, webwinged, using his mighty arms to keep him up in the air. His eyes were golden, five spikes upon each eyebrow. From the inside of the eye on the nose, the spikes were small, but at the very end on the outside of the eye, the spikes flared bigger till the spikes were as big as Hiccups arm. His nose held a series of spikes as well, though the were rounded rather than pointy. His teeth were huge and, strange, were perfectly aligned and white. The fact making them scarier. His body was skinny but filled with muscle, creating the illusion the dragon was weak. His tail, at the very end, held a spike as well, fading to a pale pink as with his other spikes. And at the very end of each wing was a four clawed hand.
The rider upon this last and most imposing dragon was female. She wore a leather armor and no helmet, preferring instead to wear a gold, delicately intricate, crown upon her firey red hair. The buckles of her leather armor were also golden, her weapon of choice being strung upon her back, a wooden bow inlay with gold, and arrows upon her back. She also wore fur. But nothing indicating if she, like they, were vikings.
The very last mentioned spoke to them gently, though with a voice as imposing and athoritive as Hiccup's father. "Hello, dragon riders of Berk, we only come in curiosity." She stated. The other two on her left and right bowing their heads. And after much disscussion between Hiccup and his friends, they addressed the three strange riders.
"I am Hiccup, son of Stoick the Vast, and trainer and rider of the last known Night Fury. What is it you have come to ask?" He replied, only getting a smile from the red haired female, "I shall ask questions once our dragons have landed, they may be strong, but a fives days flight affects even the best of fliers." She said, running a loving hand over her dragons neck. Everyone agreeing and taking the strangers to Berk.
True these people could attack, but, if they knew what was good for them, they would NEVER even THINK of attacking an island inhabited by dragons and humans, both in huge abundance.
*****
Upon landing their dragons, Hiccup went to see his father while Astrid kept watch over the three newcomers. The blue dragon, which they found flew like a snake and rode and clouds it created, landed with an air of royalty. As if it was expected to land as gracefully as possible after years of training.
The dead looking dragon, landed not as graceful, but in as small as space as possible, making sure to land it's feet on rocks. Holding itself awkwardly up so the rets of it's body did not touch the ground. It looked afraid of killing something or someone, even though the villagers of Berk knew how to stay away from a landing dragon.
And the last, the red dragon, landed with grace only the rumored and unseen to vikings lion could hold. Landing powerfully but with no quake of the ground whatsoever.
The first to dismount their dragon was the strange armored lady, standing upon it's back and jumping off. This proved to show the lady used no sattle, and held on to the dragon merrily through the shear strength of her arms and legs.
The white haired man was next. Just stepping off and sliding down his dragons skeletal leg and to the ground. He too made sure he only stepped upon stone. He too had no sattle, and probably just held the bones of his dragon to hold on.
And the third, the red haired woman, slid off her dragon much the same the man did his. Though her dragon lowered himself to the ground so her decent was short and sweet. She too, had no sattle.
Snotlout, before Astrid could speak, walked towards the red-head to speak. "Whoa, I see you do not use a sattle." He said, "Ya know, I do use a sattle either, but do just because it's against regulations to fly without a sattle." He said, showing off which caused the red dragon to growl and bare his teeth at the moment Stoick and Hiccup arrived.
"I will not have dragons I do not know growling at my people." He stated angrily, earning giggles from the strange armored girl and the red head... and the dead looking dragon too.
The red-head stepped up, "My name is Primula." She started, a thick irish accent was heard, "My companions are Arther and Mistress Cho." She said, the strange armored female removing her helmet, showing dark hair and almond eyes.
Snotlout tried to flirt with her as well and got the same reaction from her blue dragon that he had gotten from the red one.
The girl continued, "These are our bonded dragons, Cho's dragon is Long, Arther's dragon is Maria, and my dragon is William." She introduced, "And we are the last of the ancient riders." She said, she and the other two humans bowing.
As the children began to get bolder, Stiock thought it best to take this conversation somewhere privet. For hearing they claimed to be the last dragon riders of old was just silly... though Berk has become a very silly place as of late.
Once Stoick announced to take the conversation to his home, the dragons each began to glow, becoming smaller and smaller before there, standing in their places, where humans with the features od the dragons who stood there.
The first looked like Long, his skin was still scaly, and he wore long, elegant robes, what was once his strange, soft horns were now much like hair. He stood next to his rider, she taking his hand and helping him towards Stoick's house.
The second, the skeletal looking one, took the form of a beautiful, white haired woman, though, she looked very poorly, as if she would die at any moment. She wore long white robes of an old english look. Her rider wrapped an arm arpund her waist, helping her stay up.
And the third was still just as red, his face had not changed at all and he had no hair on his head unlike the others, he gore roman armor a gladiator would wear in combate, the sandles allowing his clawed feet to sit out nicely.
He wrapped a possessive arm around his red-headed rider, and quickly, they all headed inside Stoick's home and the questions started, not from who came to ask, but from those who brought them here for the answers they seeked.
Eventually, Stoick's booming voice ended all the yelling and sadly, they had to use a 'asking pillow'... at least, only Hiccup's friends had to use it. Intent on getting their answers.
"Why are your dragons so strange?" "Why do they look like people now?" "What are your dragons?" "What are you?" "Why do you not use a sattle?" "How did you train your dragons."
These were questions all directed at the strange group, and strangely, the red dragon spoke, "We prefer to be called by our names, being called a dragon is racist." He stated, being watched by Toothless and the other dragons from outside.
The only ones to listen were Hiccup, Astrid and Stoick. So after awhile, the other three were kicked out for interrupting the riders each time one tried to speak.
Their questions were simple. How long have the vikings of Berk been training dragons? What happened to change their views of dragons? How are they trying to help others?
And that was all the three riders wished to know.
And the time came for the kids to start asking questions of their own.
"How did you meet your dragons?" "How did you train them?" "What are they?"
These many more popped up, so each trainer decided to tell their story...
*****
Cho had been a simple peasant girl in her village off the ywllow dragon river. As a rice farmers daughter she never made much even though the whole of china required a good harvest every year to feed their own. For a mother cannot feed her children without rice.
Their emperer had died in battle and in his place, a new emperer had taken over. Whereas their own emperer ruled justly, making sure his subject were happy long before he, they now had a ruthless emperer who wanted nothing but power, using the Jade Emperer as an excuse to further himself. The Jade Emperer who is a god who lives within the Jade Palace. True he is the god of all of the peoples of china, but more often then naught he would spend his time being hosted and entertained by lovely Geisha. Even after the four dragon kings had done his job for him and brought the rain so desperately needed for the starving people, and even after imprisoning those dragon kings under four mountains, sometimes he still ignored those he needed to care for. Had he known the coward emperer was using him, the Jade Emperer, and saying that he, the low-life emperer was his son when he was not, then the god might have done something. But not knowing is a bad thing when terrible things are soon to happen.
The coward emperer deemed one day he wanted a bride, a wife, an emperess to rule by his side and bare his children. But, he was picky, and only wanted a woman who looked just as beautiful as the lovely Kwan Yin, the mother of china.
Many princesses were brought to him, and instead of taken back, were killed for their "ugliness".
Eventually, samurai began to flood the villages, grabbing and kidnapping girls left and right. Each meeting the same fast when they did not meet the expectations of the emperer. Finally, the train was sent to the village by the yellow river. All the women and men and children fled towards the sea, hoping to catch a boat and leave china. But no such thing happened as soon as they hit the sandy shore, the emperers men catching them all, intent to drag them back.
Though to everyones surprise the emperer had joined in on this quest for the women of the yellow river. The women and children prayed to the Jade Emperer as their men were slaughtered. Though to their luck, one of the many dragons of the Jade Emperers army heard their pleas and helped, saving as many as he could.
Cho, having seen her father slain before her very eyes, the only family she had left, she picked up a scythe and faught her hardest. And after she had been picked up and thrown at the dragon, her head hit the dragons head dead on, causing her to pass out, and him to become dizzy.
The battle was won again the evil emperer and a rouge samurai, a brother of the old, dead, just emperer, took the throne and continued his families just ways.
As for Cho and Long, no training was needed, for the great dragon of the sea cared for her within the walls of the Jade Palace. Training Cho in different asian fighting styles.
And from then on, the two were partners, each meeting a gentle touch to the head.
*****
"You see, we did not form a friendship though strange means as you all did, we formed a bond much stronger then that." Cho stated, she leaning forward halfway, her eyes close as Long did the same, closing his eyes and touching his head to hers.
To be continued in part two... mainly due to phone needing to be chaared and laggy.