We flew above the clouds, so no one could see us flying from below. Soon people would probably realize I was gone, and begin searching for me. Right now...I didn't really want to be found. I just wanted to get away from Elva...from what she showed me.
"Elva's probably the only one who knows where we're going," I whispered to Dawn, and laid back in the saddle.
Why are we running? Dawn asked, and I patted her on the side.
"I don't know," I told her, and closed my eyes. I could feel the cool air on my belly as my shirt exposed it. I felt the breeze making my hair blow into my face. "I'm afraid of what I saw, of whatever Elva warned me about."
But you don't even know what it is, she said.
I again felt the feeling of being nothing, the feeling off all my joy and confidence going dark. I felt the same way I had when she took my power, or at least restrained it. I let out a shallow breath, and gripped the rune around my neck.
"When we were on Itchy Armpit," I began, "I felt something strange, I felt more power. More than I ever had before, I think it was because I was so close to where it originated."
It's a possibility, she said.
"We have to try," I told her, "I have to do anything to protect Berk...I feel like that's my job."
I know.
Suddenly the clouds parted, revealing a large mountain peak. We looked down and saw the island it belonged to. I pulled out my map from the saddlebag, and unfolded just enough to see Croise and the rest of the Nine Islands. Finally I folded it just right, and I saw the outline of this same island on the parchment.
"This is it," I whispered.
The village my father said had once stood on the cliffside was completely overgrown. Moss covered the rooftops, and I could see vines hanging down from the gutters. The glass in the windows of most of the houses was cracked, and some completely shaddered. A couple doors were left open, or rotted open. But in the center of the village, stood a house that looked almost brand new.
"What the-"
Dawn dove towards the treeline, and crouched low in the tall grass. A light was on inside the house, and we could see figures walking around inside. Smoke curled up from the chimney, and disappaited as it made its way upward. I hopped out of the saddle, and crouched next to Dawn.
"This place was abandoned years ago," I said, and reached into the saddlebag. I pulled out a spyglass, and looked through it at the people inside.
Apparently not, Dawn snorted. Obviously they're raiders-
"I don't think so," I stated, and looked at the group through one of the windows. They looked younger than twenty, and they all looked healthy. From what I could see there was two girls, obviously twins, and a guy. The twins looked to be about fourteen, and, who I assumed to be older brother, looked to be around my age, he also looked kinda hot. "They're just a bunch of kids."The guy had a squared chin, with slight sideburns on his cheeks. He had a big arms, and his skin was light brown. His eyes were blue, and had a sparkle that reminded me of the ocean. But they also had a darkness in them that gave of a pain he felt. He wore a red and black flannel, and had a necklace around his neck.
His ears were about mid-sized, and his nose was broad. His black hair looked kinda shaggy but from here I could tell it must've been pretty soft. His teeth were straight and pearly white, and his smile was handsome. I didn't really pay much attention to his sisters.
The taller one had a pointed chin, and rosy cheeks. She had a small nose and ears. She also had blue eyes but they didn't hold the pain his did. Her hair was blonde, and tied back in a ponytail. The other sister looked almost exactly the same except she had a rounder chin, and one green eye and a blue one. Raiders, Dawn whispered, definately.
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Riders Unbroken
FanfictionAlia Stevenson has always dreaded the day she'd become chief of Croise, and now that her father has returned she thinks she is saved. But nevertheless James keeps trying to help his daughter get used to the role of leadership and taking responsibili...