Great Ocean Gems
When disembarking from a ship that's full of jostling Vikings, always watch your step. Hi, my name's Aqua, short for Aquamarine. This is the story of how I became one of the Greats! But I'm getting ahead of myself, let's start at the very beginning.
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It was a rather mild day for fall, quite comfortable, really. My family and I, along with the rest of the Lenient tribe, got off the sturdy ship that had definitely seen better days. I departed first, followed by my two older brothers, mother, father, and then the rest of the passengers. I was just stepping down onto the boards of the dock when my foot went between two boards into a knot hole. Everyone, in their hurry to leave the rocking deck, didn't look twice at me as I fell to my knees, hard. They trampled me, ignoring my cries for help, and forcing me to make a quick decision in order to avoid getting killed. I twisted hard, spraining my ankle while biting back a scream. I tucked into a ball and rolled out of the path. Unfortunately the deck was only wide enough for three people abreast, so I fell into the frigid, icy, Northern sea and was tossed about like a piece of driftwood. I spotted a rope dangling in the ocean next to me that was connected to the deckboards above my head. I waited for the thunder of feet to settle somewhat before I pulled myself up. I got my upper half onto the solid, blessed boards and noticed two feet, excuse me, foot and metal leg a foot from my nose. I followed them up and saw a rather kind looking young man with a long-sleeved, green shirt and brown, yak-hide vest. He offered a hand and gave me a friendly smile.
"Are you okay?" he asked as he took my hand and helped me up.
I took a deep breath and fought back a yelp when my self-inflicted injury shrieked in protest at having any weight put on it. "Yeah, I'm fine. I'm used to that," I said nervously. "It was either dive into the water or get run over."
"My name's Hiccup, what's yours?" he inquired with a friendly tone. It was at that moment a black dragon purred slightly, drawing attention to himself. "Oh and this is my bud Toothless. He's the only Night Fury we've ever seen."
"Nice to meet you, Hiccup, I'm Aquamarine, but you can call me Aqua," I said instinctively extending a hand and we shook. "So, I presume you've heard of the School of Dragons? If so, can you tell me how to find it, when it starts, and where I sign up?"
"Just a bit to the left. I said to the left! LEFT! Wrong way! LOOK OUT!" I heard a very deep voice boom. Instincively I glanced around for the cause, tackling Hiccup when I saw the large wooden beam swinging down towards us on the rather disproportionate string. As I'd predicted, the rope snapped, sending the beam through the air he and I had just been occupying. He looked up just as the massive chunk of lumber passed over his head, brushing his hair. I looked to where I figured it would be landing, saw it hit my assumed mark, and then searched for any other possible danger. Getting to my feet when a rather stocky man hit his knees when he jumped off the ladder he was on, I brushed myself off then hauled Hiccup up.
"Hey, Dad. Working on the new school building, huh?" Hiccup said after I stood him up.
"Yes, son. Who's this?" he asked. The fur about his shoulders identified him as the chief. I glanced down at my garments and almost winced when I realized how terribly underdressed I must appear. I was still in my travel-worn leather jerkin from three months prior. My shoes allowed my toes to peek through the worn-out material.
"Oh, this is Aquamarine. She came with the shipful of the Lentient tribe. She has something I've been searching for a long time. Toothless has been looking too, so desperate for someone for himself, poor thing," he replied. "Aqua, this is my Dad, Stoick the Vast. He's-
"Chief over your tribe, I can tell by the furs that adorn his shoulders," I finished. I heard the soft padding of scaly paws on hard-packed ground and peered over my shoulder at Star and Toothless, who now came up behind us. Chief Stoick stared wide-eyed at Star. His gaze made her draw her eyebrows together with a slight bit of worry. She licked a forepaw before running it over her face, hoping he would look away by the time she finished grooming. "Uh, sir? You're making my dragon uncomfortable. Her name is Star, yes I know she's a Night Fury. No Toothless is not the last of his kind, last male, but not the last one. She is the last female."
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It was around that time that Gobber came hobbling around the corner, his peg leg pattering out a not unpleasant rhythm against the uneven ground. He waddled up to Stoick, not noticing either Night Fury. I snickered quietly to myself, swapping glances with Star over my shoulder. I leaned over to Hiccup.
"I wonder how long it'll take," I whispered. He returned my hushed tone.
"Not too much longer, I don't think. Gobber's not the type to miss much," Hiccup answered.
'So an'ways, St'ick, hello Aquamarine and Hiccup," he stopped speaking after he glanced our way. His eyes bugged out like a Whispering Death, and his tongue flapped in the wind. "You never mentioned an'thing abut a Night Fury, Aqua. Whech one's y'urs? Wait a menute, let me see the teils, both of you." I mimicked a swallow's call at my dragon and she raised her tail above her head, wiggling it proudly. Toothless raised his too at a gesture from Hiccup. His prosthetic tail hung limply beside his real one. Star looked at him curiously. He burbled a response, quickly giving his rider a lick to show no malice.
"So how old are you exactly?" Hiccup asked that evening as we all gathered in the Great Hall for supper. I looked at him as if he had three heads or just said the most offensive thing. My hand itched to strike, but I kept my cool.
"There are some things you never ask a woman, and age is one of them. You also never comment on weight, who they hang out with, if they have a strange tick. I'll excuse this one, because it's not everyday you meet someone who has the last female Night Fury," I said. "I am almost seventeen."
"Oh, so your a few months younger than I am. Cool," he said returning his gaze to the plate of food. Beside him, his father snorted with laughter.
"Happy Snoggletog, Aqua," I heard someone say. I turned around and saw a rather stocky fellow with a Gronkle next to him. "Um, I don't know if we've met before, but this is Meatlug and I'm Fishlegs. I've heard a lot about you. Is it true you have a Night Fury too?"
"Yes, her name is Star, and she's somewhere with Toothless I'm sure," I replied.
"Oh! What can you tell me about her? What's her wingspan? Does she have a favorite food? Where did you meet her? How old were you when you did? Is her shot limit six like Toothless? What's her top speed? Is she faster than Toothless?" he asked me rapid-fire questions and I began to feel a little overwhelmed.
I put my hand up, silencing him. "Her wingspan is forty feet, wingtip-to-wingtip, nose to tail she's about a foot shorter than Toothless. Her top speed, that I've recorded so far, is about twenty, her favorite snack is roast beef, I met her in my homeland, and we've been together since I was five. She has a shot limit of six, yes, just like Toothless. There were about thirty Night Furies before we were attacked by someone calling himself the 'god of dragons' and seemed to think very highly of himself. Whew! Anymore questions?" inquired I.
"Wow, how did you get her to go that fast? Toothless can muster about fifteen if he's got a wind behind him," Hiccup said coming up between us.
"Well, he might be unsure if you can handle going twenty. Or, it could be that his new top speed with his prosthetic is fifteen with wind behind him," I answered. "Star and I were raised together, so we know instinctively what we can handle for speed. I had a riding get-up that would enable me to lay flat on her back, ducking behind her head so she could go even faster. I could show you what the outfit looked like." I pulled out my notebook and showed them what my flying suit looked like from the side.
"Wow, that looks sorta like the flight suits!" Fishlegs exclaimed pointing at a fellow student who had one on. His Deadly Nadder shook its head and looked at him sideways.
"If you have some spare leather, I'd be glad to whip up a couple. Just maybe wait till after the winter holidays. Dragons go off to-" I started.
"Have their babies, we know," Hiccup finished.
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"And this here form, if you would so kindly fill it out, will tell me whech dragon woot best be suited fer yu," Gobber said to me.
"Uh, what if I already have a dragon? Can I bring her tomorrow? Or do I still have to fill out this form?" I asked a little nervously. I didn't know how they would react when and if they found out about my dragon, so rare in fact, that she was one of the last of her species.
"O' course. Would you maind telling me what kind of dragon you have? Or will you keep her a surprise?" he asked.
"I'll fill out the form and let you guess," I said sitting down at a nearby table to fill it out. When I finished, I handed it in.
"Hmm... Adventurous, courageous, and yet kind-hearted, soft-spoken, and outgoing. Hm, sounds almost like Hiccup. You wouldn't happen to have a Deadly Nadder, would you?" he inquired.
I sighed with relief. So I wasn't so unique after all. "You'll have to find out tomorrow, I guess," I replied with a sly grin.
That night I snuck out and grabbed a small torch. I climbed to the top of a nearby mountain, waving the torch at the summit. A speck detached itself from the moonless sky. My dragon landed next to me, purring and humming between puffs. She lay down beside me, nuzzling me.
"I found something out interesting, Star," she looked at me with huge green-grey eyes. "You're not the last of your kind. Someone else has the last male. Your species might be on the verge of extinction, but you're not quite dead yet. And when we show up to class tomorrow, I'm sure Hiccup will agree."
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"Alright class, quiet down, everyone! Let's take attendance, shall we?" Fishlegs said calling the class to order. "Please give Hiccup your undivided attention. Hiccup, it's your class."
The door flew open as I took my seat. In the doorway stood my beloved dragon. She padded over to me casting wary glances side to side when my fellow students shifted to get a better look at her. She sat down next to me and stared at me. Hiccup's jaw was on the floor, stunned at what he saw.
"What, you guys act like you've never seen a Night Fury before. Did you all react this way when Hiccup first showed you Toothless?" I asked looking around after giving Star a fish I'd caught that morning. I noticed Star shift her weight to one side as she lifted a leg. I recognized the stance at once. "EVERYONE CLEAR OUT! NOW!!! SHE'S GONNA BLOW!"
At my yell, the entire room cleared out of new students with their hatchlings. Hiccup was still standing stock-still gawking at my dragon. Her flatulence got him moving, however, and he staggered out the door, coughing and gagging as he caught a whiff of it. I picked my books up and gave the signal for "heel," which she did, following two feet behind me. Toothless was leaning over Hiccup as he sputtered and threw up. He looked up as Star and I exited the building. He sat down and took up a similar posture that she sometimes did when I said something she wasn't expecting.
"How long," Hiccup started after he recovered enough to speak, "have you known about this Night Fury?"
"You mean Star? I've known about her for about ten years. She's my girl, isn't that right, munchkin?" I said putting a hand on her nose and scratching her under the chin. "She's the last female Night Fury. The Lentient tribe, my people, have, for the longest time, been guardians of the dragons. We'd been trying for years to figure out what to do with the Red Death, and when we found out about her defeat, the party lasted an entire month. Most of which, I don't really remember. It was when I was five that I met my bright and shining Star. The Night Fury is so close to extinction that she and Toothless are the only ones left. My people were once a thriving community, everyone helping everyone else until one night, when my people were attacked by a fellow calling himself the god of dragons, only a small handful of us managed to survive. Those who came with my family aboard that ricketty old ship were the only ones to live. We escaped in the dead of night." Toothless and Star sniffed noses. A strange look came to their eyes, a look I knew well. "Da-dada, and thank you, dragons, for proving my theory that Fate smiles kindly on majestic creatures such as yourselves. They seem to get along quite well, don't you think?"
"Uh, yeah. I think we should go tell my Dad this, don't you?" Hiccup said to me before turning and dashing off. I glanced one last time at the two cavorting Night Furies before engaging in pursuit.