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Y/n L/n is a young teen who lives on Berk, an island filled with Vikings dedicated to killing dragons and seeking the nest. They attend dragon training along with archery classes, and are close to five children who reside on Berk. By the...
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Gobber opened the gate to the dragon-fighting arena, as it was the next day and most of the berkians, including stoick, were out at seas.
"Welcome to dragon training!" Gobber yelled happily, gesturing to the arena.
You, Hiccup Haddock, Astrid Hofferson, Tuffnut Thorston, Ruffnut Thorston, Snotlout Jorgenson and Fishlegs Ingerman walked into the arena as the current dragon-killing trainees.
You held a bow and arrow, since you were better with wielding a bow, And your house was much more oriented around it, it was almost some sort of tradition.
"No turning back." Astrid said as she walked in first, holding her axe.
You walked in, waving hiccup on as the rest of the group began to check out the arena with each other, obviously in awe of it and how much scratch marks could be seen on the walls from past fights which were most likely conducted in training or actual graduation from the Dragon Training school.
"I hope I get some serious burns!" Tuffnut yelled.
"I'm hoping for some mauling, like on my shoulder or back." Ruffnut added, grinning at her twin brother who was stood in front of her near Astrid and Snotlout.
"Yeah, it's only fun if you get a scar out of it." Astrid said, not looking at the twins.
You looked around, leaning forward to look at some of the marks along the wall, most likely from the monstrous nightmares who previously were in the arena.
"Yeah, no kidding." Hiccup broke his silence, frowning. "Pain. Love it."
Everyone turned their heads in his direction, including you.
"Oh, great. Who let him in?" Tuffnut asked dramatically.
"Really, Tuff?" You said, looking over at the boy while rolling your eyes, swinging your arrow in circles around your finger.
"Let's get started! The recruit who does the best will win the honour ignore killing his first dragon in front of the entire village." Gobber said, grinning.
"Hiccup already killed a Night Fury, so does that disqualify him?" Snotlout asked sarcastically, earning laughs from Tuff and Ruff.
"Can I transfer to the class with the cool Vikings?" Tuffnut questioned, walking off with his arms at his sides fidgeting a little bit.
You stayed beside hiccup, who looked disheartened by the comments made by Tuffnut and Snotlout, before Gobber looked over at Hiccup.
"Don't worry. You're small and weak... that'll make you less of a target." Gobber said, pulling hiccup in. "They'll see you as sick or insane, and go after the more Viking-like teens instead. Right, Y/n?"
You looked over as you went beside hiccup and Gobber.
"Yup." You said sarcastically, sighing.
"Behind these doors are just a few of the many species you will learn to fight!" Gobber started, hiccup looking at you quickly.
Hiccup seemed to usually get extremely... odd around you while still acting like himself, and you couldn't put your finger on it.
"The Deadly Nadder!" Gobber said, beginning to walk around.
"Speed 8, armour 16." Fishlegs whispered.
"The Hideous Zippleback!" Gobber pointed to a different cage.
"Plus 11 stealth. Times 2." Fishlegs said.
"The Monstrous Nightmare." Gobber stated, gesturing to a cage with slight burn-marks.
"Firepower 15." Fishlegs noted.
You looked over at the Viking, hiccup doing the same along with astrid, Tuffnut and Ruffnut.
"The Terrible Terror." Gobber added.
"Attack 8, venom 12." Fishlegs muttered under his breath, narrowing his eyes.
"Can you stop that?!" Gobber yelled at Fishlegs, rolling his eyes before looking to the next cage. "And the Gronckle."
"Jaw strength 8." Fishlegs whispered to both you and Hiccup, hiccup and you looking back at him in confusion.
Snotlout stepped forward.
"Wait, aren't you gonna teach us first?!" Snotlout questioned Gobber.
"Isn't that like.. your job here?" You asked Gobber, raising an eyebrow as you stopped spinning the arrow in your hand, getting your bow into your hands in the proper position.
"I believe in learning on the job." Gobber shared, his hand on the lever that would open the cage to the Gronckle.
Oh Thor.
This was going to be rather fun, wasn't it?
Gobber planned to release the Gronckle, which was gonna be quite the sight to see how certain people such as Ruffnut, Tuffnut and Snotlout dealt with such a dragon.
One with quite the tough hide too, and almost impossible to kill without taking any risks, but that was with every dragon, wasn't it?
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