Race to the Edge (Hiccup x reader)

Imperfect harmony.

(A/N) the pic above is her outfit.

A young girl groans, laying on her side in what she can feel is sand. Her head pounding in pain from the night before. She waves clashing against the shore, she can hear this strange humming melody echo in her head.

She had been effected by this melodic sound, it was pulling her towards the beach and made her wreck her little getaway boat that she stole from Dagur when she had encounter him a couple of days back.

Despite him being taller and stronger then her, she had easily over powered him and made her getaway by stealing one of his little boats and stuff.

She pushes herself in a sitting position, looking out over the ocean and the wrecked ship in front of her. She could survive on this island, she had done so since she could remember.

The only thing that she doesn't want to encounter here are people or a village. She hates to be around other people and what not. The mere thought of having to interact with a viking makes her want to vomit.

She pushes herself onto her feet, the same melodic sound pulling her in like she had heard last night. It draws her in like the ocean is drawn to the moon. Like a baby to it's mother.

Her feet move on their own accord, the sound slowly getting louder as she feels like it's lulling her into a trance. It's a beautiful sound and it makes her wonder who is making it.

She hears another voice echo in the woods when she passes a couple of trees. "Stormfly!" Is shouted. She knows it's a viking shouting but she can't seem to move away from it.

She's moving closer to the other people that are on this island, she can hear them talking by now despite knowing that they are still pretty far away from them.

"Uhh!" A male voice calls.

It sounded like someone had fallen down or tripped onto something but she doesn't know. She can clearly hear footsteps a bit in front of her but she can't move away or change direction. It's useless.

"Ugh, how many times are you guys gonna check behind that rock?" A girl asks, louder this time.

She knows that she's coming closer to this people, she knows that. She hates other people, they always betray you in the end. She hates them for how they have treated her. They're all the same, she thinks.

"Barf and Belch cannot hide behind it." The same voice comes.

Barf and Belch? She thinks. Are those yaks or sheep? She doesn't know but she knows that she is getting closer to them and she can't move her limbs. It's like someone else is controlling her.

"Clearly, you are not aware of the stealthiness of one Barf and Belch." Another voice says.

She can't make out if this is suppose to be a girl or a guy but nevertheless she doesn't care about it and just let faith have it's way with her. She knows she can't fight it and she knows that whatever this melodic calling is, has to be a bad thing.

"Or is that "two Barf and Belch"?" The same voice says.

She slowly is coming near an opening and sees a couple of people standing there. She tries to snap out of its trance but it's useless. A pair of twins are standing talking to a blonde girl, one twin has a finger up in the air.

"Hm, excellent question." The boy twin says, holding up two fingers. "Two heads."

Before the other twin that she still can't make out if it's a boy or a girl holds up one finger. "One dragon." She knows that they sound stupid and like idiots but she can't help it.