Hi!!! I have stories in my head about Dragons, Fairies ,Elves, and more! I hope to be writing Christian Fantasy Novels to please The Lord.
Hi!!! I have stories in my head about Dragons, Fairies ,Elves, and more! I hope to be writing Christian Fantasy Novels to please The Lord.
Toothless looks down beneath him. He sees lights all over the bottom floor. He grunts with confusion. These lights look different from fire that he was used to seeing from Viking Villages. The thought of Vikings made him sad.
He missed Hiccup. How long had it been, he had no clue. He still remembered the weight of that skinny Viking,the scent of dragon saliva,oil,and fish that reeked on him,and the sound of his voice. To clear his head Toothless decided to dive down.
As he dived he noticed that the lights were getting brighter and he heard that it was definitely getting noisier. He decided to pull up and see if he could land. After 30 minutes of flying he found a large pine tree and landed on its branches.
He sniffed the air. It smelled of rain and dirt,but there was another smell as well. Humans! Toothless nearly leapt into the air. The thought of seeing Hiccup again made him shake with excitement!! He howled into the night and took off.
He started flying towards the light again, maybe it was another one of Hiccup’s silly inventions. Toothless didn’t like it, but he didn’t like a lot of things that Hiccup did or made. He decided to fly to a huge white that had lights shining on it.
He clumsily landed on the pyramid shaped building and looked around. He saw colors of light,heard strange sounds that didn’t make sense, and smelled repulsive smells that nearly made him vomit his trout from last night.
Then he heard beating. Like wing beats but faster,stronger, and dangerously louder. Toothless’ eyes focused and his ears were trying to pinpoint the source of the sound. Then a huge light shone on him from up above and it was as big as a dragon,but it didn’t look like one. Toothless growled a warning. He could see people in the … weird flying thing. But none of them were Hiccup
The old dragon lay in his cave far away from human and elven eyes. His body rose and fell as he struggled breathing. His look was quite terrifying no thanks to wars in the past. He has an ugly scar that ran from the bridge of his snout all the way down to his scaly chin. His vision in his eye wasn’t as good as it used to be, and his wings were tattered and shredded.
He remembered what happened 50 years ago. His young self with his even younger rider flying to who knew where doing who knew what. But war broke across the land, and both wanted action. So they joined the militia and fought bloody battles.
Then one day when the dew didn’t show on the grass it happened. The last battle that would determine freedom or suffering. As the dragon and his rider advanced in the frontlines, saw a new enemy emerge from the enemy. A huge dragon,like himself, only stronger,faster, and more deadly. The young dragon was afraid but he didn’t show it.
With a powerful roar he leapt to the sky for his attack! Only the other dragon thought of it first. They collided in the dawning sun and fought quite fiercely. The enemy dragon’s rider was looking at his rider the entire time with a crossbow at the ready. His rider on the other hand was too busy avoiding talons and teeth to notice his true enemy.
Then it happened. A piercing scream of pain rang in the dragon’s ear,and he felt his rider slump in his saddle as blood trickled from his back. The young rider was breathing heavily and took hold of his dragon’s ear.
“Keep fighting! Don’t lose! And… I … Love you.”
The dragon with horror before his eyes saw the rider fall out of his saddle and plummet to the ground. With a gruesome crack, the rider gave his last breath. The dragon roared a terrible moaning at the top of his lungs and lunged for his riders body.
The enemy neither cared nor pursued they just stared at the heartbroken dragon that clung to the body. With pain and anger in his veins he looked at the battlefield. Both men and horses had frozen in fear. There was Carnage all over the field and all the dragon could focus on was the fact that his rider was dead.
He gave a look of hatred at the dragon in the sky and felt his stomach begin heating with flame. He saw a javelin in the dirt and he looked back at the enemy dragon. Flame was escaping from the corner of his mouth as he picked up the javelin ,and laid his rider gently on the ground.
He leapt in anger beating his wings in rhythm of his hate. The dragon was circling around the battlefield and was waiting for the younger dragon. But the younger dragon knew what he was going to do. He looked at the enemy rider and couldn’t resist. Hot red flame burst out and shot towards the enemy rider. Screaming ensued as he was being burned alive. The enemy dragon looked outraged at his rider, but before he knew what happened he felt something Hot and sharp pierce his underbelly.
He looked down too find the younger dragon piercing the javelin ,he had coated with flame,into his underbelly.He felt blood trickling out of his mouth as he gasped in astonishingly. How? How could a pathetic young king ever kill him?
Using the butt end of the javelin the younger dragon thrust the dying bodies of the dragon and his rider, into the enemy line in the battle.With a thundering crash the flaming bodies rammed into their allies and killing them instantly.
The young dragon received thousands of praise as he scanned the ground for his fellow rider.Catching the scent he leaped to the body , picked it up, and after an hour of flying, buried his friend.
Tinkerbell accidentally got shoved into the modern world. The last time she came it was after World War 2! She found herself also not in London, but in New York!
The tiny fairy had crashed into a giant billboard screen in Times Square. Blinded by the bright blue light, she quirkily flew until the lights dimmed. When she opened her eyes she saw that she flew way up high,and could see in the distance the Empire State Building.
Tink looked in the other direction and saw the beautiful statue of Lady Liberty. Trying to figure out what had happened, she decided to fly back down and think. She flew until she saw a little rectangle building with an American flag on the side, and landed on the roof of it.
She saw a man with a tired expression wearing a uniform of camouflage ,walk up to the door of the building , pushed some buttons, and walked in. Hmmm, so this is an office for some Army soldiers apparently, she thought.
I walk down the path. The cool air smells of rain and mud. The fog was heavy today, which was good. I wanted it stay as thick as possible. I needed to get away from all that drama that Aunt Maggie had been dawning on me.
I stop and take a deep breath, and continue my walk. Then I thought about… him. Hunter. Ever since he… NO! I will not think of it… but how could I not?
“I miss you.” I mumbled under my breath. How long has it been? One… no, two years… two whole years in a few weeks, would be the anniversary… Hunter’s … death.
Puplup looked around him. His fur stood on end as he tried to block the noise with his paw. His claws dug into his skull as he saw his neighbors running in terror. The wolves were attacking and he didn’t know what to do!
He heard deep growling and looked behind him. A great black wolf was slaughtering a pup with a wicked sword only a few yards away. Horror struck to see them attacking young ones, Puplup felt himself raging. He was growing, his claws were now clawing the dirt, and his eyes were fixed on the wicked wolf!
Puplup’s growl seemed to draw the attention of the killer, because he was slowly moving towards him. Eyes lit with murder the black wolf edged closer. His sword swayed dangerously as he advanced toward the growling teen.
Puplup growled deep in his throat. Then something happened. He felt cool energy surge in his veins, vision seemed to focus only at the danger, and Puplup felt the need to bark. He didn’t know why but he knew that he had to bark or something would happen!
Puplup gave a deep menacing howl of a bark at the dark wolf. When Puplup’s vision came back to normal, he saw what had happened to the evil wolf! The dark wolf sword held high ready to strike was frozen! He was frozen in stone! He had turned into a statue! Puplup looked at his paws and felt around his muzzle.
“How did I do that?”