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pookabox2014-07-27 03:19 pm
dragonconqueror) wrote in pookabox2014-07-27 03:19 pm
we're not broken just bent (AU for dragonring and icy)
[In the months that followed Morgana's spell and subsequent defeat, there was reports of strange activity happening in the northern seas past Norway, toward the colder reaches of the world. Tales from sea captains about creatures coming out of the waters, jaws like pelicans but scales like lizards, a few poor fellows getting burned by scalding hot water. Creatures that could change their colour like a chameleon and spit acid, or burrowing ones with spines of death and razor sharp teeth that could cleave a man in two.
Even further north, nearer to the Faroe Islands, reports sightings of large, whale-like beasts that rise out of the ocean in pods with cries that caused sonic waves of air, migrating to warmer waters, following the kelp and schools of fish.
The world had not seen the likes of these beasts in well over a thousand years, since the great hibernation began. Mere fantasy now, the ideas of days gone past, tales told of them in favor of valiant knights rather than the majestic creatures themselves.
Dragons were waking.
Deep in the sanctuary, the alpha rumbled, appearing to be a mountain of snow hidden in the recesses of caverns centuries old. Moss and grass surrounded him, a breath of cold, frosted air blowing from a large maw as its eyes opened, blinking slowly. In another part of the caverns, in a den filled with old furs and a musty smell, a boy and his dragon were beginning to wake.
Toothless slowly uncurled himself from his protective position around his rider, stretching with cracking bones before shaking himself down, wings spreading. The Night Fury flicked his tail, licking gummy maws with a smacking sound before nudging at his human, crooning deep in the back of his throat. Part of him was concerned - humans weren't meant to sleep that long. Did his brother survive the hibernation?
Green eyes open, fluttering as life began to breathe back into the dragon prince. Not that he was alive, per say, but the instinct to breathe was as natural as sucking on a mother's breast when one is born. Hiccup's eyes were dilated for a moment, slits for irises before he grappled for control over the dragon instincts embedded deep inside him, returning to normal.
It came back to him. The oath, the grief, the years spent alone, then finding his mate...
His mate.
The hibernation had happened during one of the months Jack had left to take care of winter. Hiccup couldn't have helped it - the Bewilderbeast's song happened without warning, the lull of sleep effortless on a human mixed with dragon. There had been no time to leave a note, no time to say goodbye. The cave had been sealed up, an earthquake causing the entrance to be filled, dragons trapped inside in a long hibernation, a short investigation later informed Hiccup at the mouth of the cave.
He pressed a hand to the wall of rocks, feeling Toothless nudge his arm in an attempt at soothing him. He had promised he would be there no matter what, that he would always find Jack no matter what he became or where he went. Hadn't that been an oath he'd murmured into his husband's ear?]
I'm sorry, Jack.
[That had been months ago.]
Even further north, nearer to the Faroe Islands, reports sightings of large, whale-like beasts that rise out of the ocean in pods with cries that caused sonic waves of air, migrating to warmer waters, following the kelp and schools of fish.
The world had not seen the likes of these beasts in well over a thousand years, since the great hibernation began. Mere fantasy now, the ideas of days gone past, tales told of them in favor of valiant knights rather than the majestic creatures themselves.
Dragons were waking.
Deep in the sanctuary, the alpha rumbled, appearing to be a mountain of snow hidden in the recesses of caverns centuries old. Moss and grass surrounded him, a breath of cold, frosted air blowing from a large maw as its eyes opened, blinking slowly. In another part of the caverns, in a den filled with old furs and a musty smell, a boy and his dragon were beginning to wake.
Toothless slowly uncurled himself from his protective position around his rider, stretching with cracking bones before shaking himself down, wings spreading. The Night Fury flicked his tail, licking gummy maws with a smacking sound before nudging at his human, crooning deep in the back of his throat. Part of him was concerned - humans weren't meant to sleep that long. Did his brother survive the hibernation?
Green eyes open, fluttering as life began to breathe back into the dragon prince. Not that he was alive, per say, but the instinct to breathe was as natural as sucking on a mother's breast when one is born. Hiccup's eyes were dilated for a moment, slits for irises before he grappled for control over the dragon instincts embedded deep inside him, returning to normal.
It came back to him. The oath, the grief, the years spent alone, then finding his mate...
His mate.
The hibernation had happened during one of the months Jack had left to take care of winter. Hiccup couldn't have helped it - the Bewilderbeast's song happened without warning, the lull of sleep effortless on a human mixed with dragon. There had been no time to leave a note, no time to say goodbye. The cave had been sealed up, an earthquake causing the entrance to be filled, dragons trapped inside in a long hibernation, a short investigation later informed Hiccup at the mouth of the cave.
He pressed a hand to the wall of rocks, feeling Toothless nudge his arm in an attempt at soothing him. He had promised he would be there no matter what, that he would always find Jack no matter what he became or where he went. Hadn't that been an oath he'd murmured into his husband's ear?]
I'm sorry, Jack.
[That had been months ago.]