You come from a long line of dragon hunters. You had always loved a good challenge. One day, you were assigned a mission with 50 other men and woman to take down a group of dragon riders. While in the heat of battle, you met him...
This is my first...
[time skip two weeks] You had been on this ship for longer than your expected. Many people got either sea sick or home sick and decided to join another boat to leave. You still stayed, though. You wanted to see what was oh-so dangerous.
"Land ho!"
You quickly sat up from your plank-of-a bed. Running from under the deck, you bumped into several people as you came up the steps. A large island was up ahead with multiple buildings laid across flat plateaus.
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The boat stopped in shallow water and vikings boarded the smaller boats strapped to the sides of the bigger boat. One of them left without you so you had to jump onto the boat even thought it was already in the water. The person who was head of the boat sailed for the coast of the island.
"Everyone be quiet, ok? We don't want them to know we're here-"
"Alright! This is so cool!" You interrupted. Everyone looked at you with a hateful look. "Hehehe.. oops.." you whispered.
Whooosh!
A large spike flew past your face, cutting your cheek.
"Fire!" Shouted someone in the crowd. Huge boulders flew from catapults on the ship. Not one hit a dragon, seeing as they're fast and skinny enough to swerve past them. You suddenly realized a rather chubbier dragon with a bulkier rider.
"Aim at that one!" You shouted, pointing at it. A catapult launched a boulder and clipped the dragon's wing, causing it to fall to the ground.
While dragon hunters rushed over to the bigger dragon, you scanned the skies. You saw a humongous black dragon with green eyes and dark pupils. The rider was a skinny, tall boy with brown hair. You took out your axe and tightened your grip around it. This is going to be fun you said in your mind.
You sprinted forward and tossed your axe into the air, aiming at the dragon. It flew past it. The dragon watched as it flew and landed in a large pile of mud. Angry green eyes stared deep into your soul as this dragon had dove down towards you. Panicked, you looked around for weapons and spotted a sword that belonged to one of the fallen dragon hunters. You picked it up and swung as the black dragon dove down to attack. It jerked its head upward and lost balance. The rider lost balance and fell off his dragon, landing in a deep mud pile. As for the dragon though, it got tangled in vines when it fell. You cared little about the rider. You had killed people before, but never a dragon... Grabbing onto the sword with excitement, you slowly walked over to the dragon. Dragging it on the grass and making a path you pulled up the sword into the air making a sssshing! noise.
"Say goodbye, dragon.." you whispered. You raised your sword to swing down on its head, but.. it looked so..helpless..
BOOM!
You were suddenly hit on the back of the head, hard, with a rock. You felt some blood trickle down your face from your nose before you blacked out.
