We land on Melody Island. Perfect place for hunting. There are wild boars, wild wolves, dragons. But I will kill a dragon only if it has green eyes. I am not a Dragon Killer. Berk was once a constant warzone. I remember how we use to fight. I remember my instinct at first to kill, that didn't last quickly.
I walk out of our ship. Never thought I'd be able to feel the grass and see trees again. I'm back on Earth for the hunt. That's all these guys ever talk about. Hunting. We are predators. We hunt the mightiest of beasts. I breathe in the fresh air. Beats the ship.
I look at Agran. He presses a button and cloaks himself. I press a button and cloak myself. Fascinating. I'll never understand this. He climbs a tree. I follow him. He walks through the trees. I find it harder, but I'll manage. I then hear something. We turn. There is a wolf. A loner. Agran nudges at me. I shoot my claws out.
I jump down. I growl. The wolf turns his head everywhere. He was sniffing me. It howls and charges. I dodge it. I charge and slash its chest open. It screams and bites the air. I push it down and draw my claws. I slam it down its neck. I move them left and right. I then rip it out. The wolf head is separated from its body. I then take out a chemical spray thing. I pour it over the wolf's head. The flesh and fur melts off. I pick it up. I roar and slam my fist into my chest. Agnar claps.
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PVD (Predator Vs Dragons)
Science FictionI have no idea how this is going to go down. I hope ya'll like it. If you'd watched AVP you'd know about this book. Basically, Hiccup earns the mark (mark of the hunter) but almost gets himself killed as usual. The Predators find him and an Elder pr...
