Holy balls that took forever. so, explanation at the bottom. but hey, I PUT IN A NEW SCENE FOR YOU. HURRAH FOR EMO DRAYKO.

CHAPTER THREE - Dragon Training

"Drayko…" A voice whispered through the blonds mind, "Drayko…"

The voice slowly woke Drayko from his slumber on the wooden floor of an unfamiliar house.

"...What?" he growled in a very groggy morning voice.

Leif was standing over his younger brother with a sort of smirk upon his face, he laughed as he tapped Drayko's forehead with his index finger. "Come, come now or you'll be late." He said. "Late for what?" Drayko grumbled irritatedly at his smug sibling.

He stood then, looking very nonchalant. "Oh...nothing, just Dragon Training." The strawberry blond explained as if it was no matter.

Drayko sprang up from his covers, "What?! We start today?!" He shrieked, panicked. The blond nearly leaped to his feet and ran for the bathroom to dress.

By the time he was properly clothed his brother and friend had already left him in the dust. Sprinting, he ran after them. As he wind rushed passed his face he couldn't help but grin like a fool, the air rushing passed you, the speed, the feeling that no one could touch you in your moment of peace, that, in Drayko's eyes, was the best feeling anyone could ever have.

He jumped on top of a fence guarding some sheep and ran along it, picking up speed. As he reached the end, he leaped, flying much farther than most people.

He hit the ground as he recognized a sound he was not at all happy with, the laughter of a most unpleasant boy.

"Any luck finding a fence high enough to kill yourself when you land yet?" Gareth's voice teased.

"what are you doing here?" Drayko hissed.

"Dragon Training, of course." Gareth stated as if Drayko was rather stupid to think anything otherwise.

"Why don't you get going then. Before you get yourself into trouble."

"Are you threatening me, freak?" Gareth hissed.

"Of course not." Drayko said, though his tone of voice clearly said otherwise.

Gareth snorted. "You don't have to guts to go against me." He stated.

Drayko was about to say some rather rude comments when Tofa ran after him.

"Drayko! Leif asked me to look for you in case you were still-" She took in the sinister atmosphere coming from the two boys and frowned, quickly walking over to Drayko and grabbing his arm. "Come on Drayko, or we're going to be late." She stated.

From behind them Gareth added one last snide comment, "You know freak, you're not always going to have a girl to protect you!"

"Don't let guys like him make you upset Drayko, he's nothing to you." Tofa explained, "And plus, if you attack him, he wont ever let you live it down, you know he'll tell the whole village a worse story than what actually happened." Drayko flinched, a sort of sadness filling his eyes.

"Attack. You said I would attack him." He mumbled.

Tofa looked a bit shocked, like she hadn't even thought about what she had said, like it was just simple instinct that she had used the word attack.

"I didn't mean it like that, I meant that in a fight you'd kick his muscly butt." She corrected. "You've got to admit, you're much stronger than you look."

"You're smaller than me!" Drayko pouted. Tofa laughed, "That might be true, but I'm a girl, and you know what? I'd bet on me on any fight with any boy in the village." The blond smiled at his newest friend, her nonchalant cocky attitude made him feel almost normal.

They walked into the dome where they had class, walking up to Fishnut and Leif they smiled.

"Fish nuts, you're not usually on time for class." Tofa teased her twin. Fishnut frowned, Leif snorted, "And you guys don't usually walk to training together." His statement caused his younger brother to blush slightly, but he smiled in spite of himself. He very much enjoyed the idea of walking to class everyday with Tofa.

Gobber waddled out to the waiting students and smiled, the class went silent.

"Today is the day you get to ride a dragon!"

Gareth snorted off to the side somewhere. "We ride the dragons almost every day." he drawled.

Gobber smiled wider, "Ah, yes, but today we ride...off island!" At this statement a large amount of excited chatter sprang from the group of teens and young adults.
Leif elbowed his brother, "Isn't that great, Drayko?" He asked. Drayko smiled at his brother in reply, though his feeling towards flying on a dragon was much more subdued, and rather unhappy with the whole idea. Flying seemed like a wonderful idea, flying on top of a dragon however...it just felt...wrong.

All the young Vikings wandered over to the holding cells for the dragons, either picking a dragon they had befriended in the wild, which was where all Vikings got their dragons, or a training dragon who never picked a rider upon establishing Berk as their home.

Drayko picked out a young nightmare, her name was Ember. She purred and nuzzled him as he touched her long red snout. She, like many other dragons, had taken a strong liking to him, though no one knew why. Even though he was technically an adult now, they still treated him as if he was a newborn dragon, always nuzzling him and making sure he's safe.

He lifted himself on top of her massive back and tapped her thick neck. "Let's go." He whispered to her, and slowly she joined the other group of mix matched dragons and riders.

"Alright everybody," Gobber boomed over everyone else's excited voice, "On the count of three, we're all going to lift off and head toward that cliff," he pointed behind him, at the edge of the cliff Berk sat on, "Ready? One, two, thr-"

All the dragons lifted off before Gobber had finished counting, Drayko looked back down at the rapidly shrinking world. The younger students who weren't old enough to ride off island yet were watching enviously as they were left behind to ride their young dragons around town under the watchful eyes of their parents.

"Don't get separated, and make sure your safely strapped in. Don't want to lose one of yeh." Gobber chuckled softly, "it wouldn't be good for me to have to explain to the parents why you aren't comin' home, Have fun! He flew off ahead on his dragon, Drayko, Lief and Fishnut took their usual formation of drayko in the middle, Leif on his left and Fishnut on the right.

Drayko smiled a closed his eyes. Dispite the discomfort of being on a dragons back, he enjoyed flying all the same. It was always amazing no matter how often it happened. Leif had the same feeling about carving, when it was happening...it just felt right deep down, causing his heart to flutter with excitement.

"Dray!" The yell of a female voice called to him over the rushing winds. He opened his eyes and looked to a girl riding a dragon on the other side of Leif, Tofa smiled as she lifted her hands from her Nadder. "Look, no hands!" She yelled. Drayko smiled and gave her a thumbs up.
"That's nothing, look what I can do!" Yelled Fishnut from the opposite side, he tugged on the reigns of his Nadder, causing it to go upside down. He nearly fell off and the other vikings laughed as he pathetically tried to struggle his panicked way back on once the Nadder corrected itself.

Drayko smiled widely as he looked as his friends, then, leaning forward he patted the dragon he was riding, a nightmare named Ember, he said "Hey, try to stay as steady as possible, okay?"

She purred in response to him. Cautiously, he sat up straight, slowly lifting his arms, mimicking Tofa. He almost lost balance a couple of times but soon he had his arms raised high. He hollered his excitement into the sky, his friends joining him as they all copied Tofa's trick.
Suddenly, another Nightmare flew in close to Ember, making her hiss and panic. Gareth smiled as he edged his dragon to hiss and spit at Ember. Drayko's dragon growled, despite his frantic trying to calm her, she lit herself on fire, sending the young rider backwards into the air.

"...Whoops." Gareth chuckled as Drayko tumbled over in the air.

He heard muffled panicked cry's from the other three vikings but the air rushing passed his ears blocked out almost every sound. This time around the speeding wind did not thrill him. He screamed wordlessly as he tried to grab onto something, anything to stop his quickly rising demise.

In his squirming he forced himself into a wicked spiral, images of the island, the still flying teens, and the rapidly approaching ocean flashed passed him so fast that he had to close his eyes in order to stop himself from being sick.

A growl slowly grew from the back of his mind, blocking out the wind.
"Fly, or we shall both die." The voice hissed in an almost inhuman way, like whatever was speaking didn't have a mouth made for human language.

"I can't fly!" Drayko barely heard himself scream into the apparently silent wind still blowing passed him.

"Do you think me a fool? Fly unless you never want to see that human family of yours!" The growling in the voice got stronger, and something inside of Drayko's back squirmed, causing a small pinch of pain where it lurched and bubbled under his skin.
Drayko squeezed his eyes shut and clenched his teeth in frustration. "I can't!" He yelled.

"Yes you can! Now fly you stupid fool!" The voice took a sudden inhuman turn and screeched so loud in his head that Drayko covered his ears, which was a mistake.
The strange tentacle-like squirming thing in the blond's back shifted violently, ripping the skin of his back as he screamed, arching his body against the pain. A pain which exploded upon his sudden jerk in the air.

The feeling of arm-like limbs protruding from his back gave birth to new stinging pain, much like when one of your limbs falls asleep and then you try to walk on it.

In a daze he looked behind him to see to wide, white, slime and blood covered dragon wings not so unlike Toothless'. They remained open and slowed his falling process considerably. He let out a strangled yelp, his body twitching from so many shocks in so short a time. Still staring bewilderedly at them, he watched these wings twitch along with the rest of him, an idea hitting him square in the face.

With a new determination, he concentrated on the wings. They moved slowly and sluggishly at first but after a few moments they responded to him just as any other limb did.

He lopsidedly lifted himself higher into the air, lurching heavily from one side to the other, unable to balance himself in the air.

Leif and his friends were much closer to him than anyone else, apparently they had tried racing to his rescue, which he was grateful for. Their faces, including those of the class still hovering behind Gobber, were surprised and almost horrified, Gareth however, looking furious. The amount of hatred emanating from that boy was enough to make Drayko look away from him.

He clumsily made his way onto Ember's back once more, she gave him a considering look, as if wondering why he was so shocked and frightened.

Once the small group of friends made their way back to the group Gobber spoke before anyone could say anything.

"Alright, you lot, let's get back to Berk, we can take another flying lesson tomorrow." Strangely, no one protested. In fact, no one said anything at all the whole flight back, though many stared at Drayko, or maybe they were staring at what was still only slightly behind him, now gently folded onto his back as if they were built to mold against his body.

Once they landed in the arena the students quickly put their dragons away and practically ran from the once joyful place.

On his way out with his two friends Nera and Keirn, Gareth smashed his shoulder into Drayko's, hissing a quick "Freak." before disappearing.

Gobber wandered over to him, but stayed a distance away. "Boy, you gotta stay here a while, I'm going to get yer parents, alright?" He stated. Of course he didn't wait for a reply before hobbling off toward the exit.
Drayko sighed and continued taking off the saddled gear from Ember, who nuzzled and purred onto his face when she could. He blinked as his vision slowly became blurry. Tears quickly began running down his face. He hadn't cried in years. What was wrong with him?

He heard footsteps behind him and quickly twitched his head so that his hair covered his crushed expression.

"Hey buddy are you okay?" Fishnut's unusually friendly and serious voice rang from where the footsteps had stopped.

"Yeah, I'm fine." Sadly, the sob that escaped halfway through said otherwise.

"Oh, Drayko," Fishnut began, "You know we don't think any different of you right? You're our friend." He explained. Oh, Drayko thought, Leif and Tofa must be here to. He made a quick glance behind him and they were there, standing just behind the concerned viking.

He glared into the red scales of Ember, who was now settling down on the soft soil flooring. "...Then why don't you come closer?" He hissed.

He could almost hear the caution radiating from his friends, the fear left a metallic taste on his tongue as a surge of anger flowed over him. Even Leif was afraid of him now.

More footsteps, this time smaller, Tofa.

"Don't say that, we're just being careful. You sprouted wings and haven't really said anything about it. We just want to know if you're still okay." She said, turning it slowly into a whisper. "You have to understand, we all thought you were going to die." A small crack in her voice told him she was crying, or close to it.

He sniffed, "what's there to be careful of? I'm fine." He stated harshly in a monotone voice.

He could practically feel the flinch she got from the coldness of his tone.

"Drayko…" He could feel her reach out for his shoulder.

"Don't touch me!" He shrieked, spinning around and slapping her hand away.

They all jumped back and Tofa quickly grabbed her hand. He'd hit her harder than he'd meant to and he couldn't look her in the eye because of it.

"Calm down, Drayko, we don't want to hurt you." Leif spoke up finally, stepping in front of Tofa and Fishnut.

Drayko glared at his adoptive brother, a strange feeling overcoming him, he grinned in a sort of unpleasant grimace, standing up straight in order to glare more efficiently.

"Why the tone, brother, you speak to me almost as if I'm a wild animal." He hissed, looking back toward Tofa and Fishnut, "Oh, I get it, You're next in line to be chief, right?" He returned to glaring at Leif. "It's going to be your job to protect the village from threats." His eyes narrowed and he lowered his voice so only Leif could hear, "Even if that threat is your own beloved brother." He growled, a low rumble from his gut. "Father always liked you best, didn't he?! I know he thinks I'm a freak! You all do, anytime I do anything, you all watch as if I'm some circus monster. Then you with your skin and your normal face and your normal habits. Did you ever have ay idea how painful it was to watch you go out and be a normal child when I stayed and hid inside because all the other kids would say I must be a mutated creature! Do you have any idea how much pain I've had to endure?!" He shrieked and yelled until his voice became hoarse.

Leif didn't move at all, not an inch, but slowly his eyes grew sad. Once Drayko ran out of things to yell, they silently stared at each other for what seemed like days. Drayko realized he was crying again, he didn't bother wiping them away.

Suddenly Leif wrapped his arms around Drayko and held him to his chest, almost forcefully.

"I'm so sorry…" He whispered to the younger blond.

A small stab of guilt hit Drayko and he shoved his brother away.

"Don't touch me." He hissed, no longer looking at anyone.

Leif once again just stared, his eyes now distant like he was hiding what he was really feeling. However, before anyone could say more, Hiccup, Astrid and Gobber ran down toward them.

"Drayko?! What happened!" Yelled Drayko's panicked mother.

"Beard of Thor…" Hiccup whispered as he took in the massive limbs now protruding from his youngest son's back.

When Gobber caught up he looked at Tofa and her twin and then back to the distraught family.

"I think we ought to move this conversation to a more private location." he stated. Hiccup and Astrid looked back at him, the Chief slowly nodded and the five some began their walk home. Drayko and Leif determinedly avoided each other's gaze the entirety of the journey.

Godamn that took forever. on and off writing for the last, how long? just to get this much done -_-

So, I'm currently job searching 5 days a week, all day. and then on the weekends im either banished outside to 'go play' with my friends, who have all moved away to live on their own in the city. OTL my mom is retarded sometimes. and when im not banished by the all mighty MOTHER who apparently DOESNT need a reason for anything she does, I'm forced to do ridiculous amouts of house work.

BUT. this weekend I'm going to a halloween party and I got home early today so I was all "FUCK. I CAN FINALLY FINISH THIS FUCKING CHAPTER. GODAMN." yes I'm away of how much I swear, this was a good reason though, because I'm trying so godamn hard to finish this version of Drayko's story but the world is all like LOLNOPE, DOING STUFF YOU LOVE? NAW, HERE'S SOME REAL LIFE FOR YAH.

so yeah. I also ran into a horrible creative block, I couldn't draw, write OR daydream for about two weeks.

yeah. that sucked more than a cheap, fat prostitute in rape country. (forgive the vulgarity of my personality, its late and im frustrated.)

ANYWHORE, i hope you enjoy that last scene there. and an reviews make me want to write either by guilt trip by reminding me I have to finish this, or because its an awesome review filled with ass kissing and it makes me want to write 3.

godamn. I want to do a Halloween one shot for you guys about this XD but I dont know. it wouldnt take away from this story because I'm always in a Halloween mood but im not always in the mood to write this story. so id write the other one until i want to write this one, see? LOGIC. and if i cant do that then maybe a Christmas one, i dunno, DONT HOLD ME TO THAT, BRO. IM LAZY N SHIT...but you already know that. -_-

SO YEAH, i needed more raging mood swings for something I TOTALLY FORGOT ABOUT THATS REALLY IMPORTANT in the first version. can you guys guess what it is? it was vaguely mentioned in the first one and heavily mentioned in this one. you're hint is; its what caused the sudden transformation. he would not have been able to sprout wings if he was in danger as a babeh.

10 POINTS TO GRYFFINDOR I YOU GUESS IT. or maybe a request or something. but i dunno, im kind of afraid to write anything other than this story lest i stop writing it. which I doubt because I love it so much XD but whatever~