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Chapter 4: Training   I quickly went home after that, explaining to Toothless that my mom would be looking for me if I didn't get home soon. He was reluctant to let me leave, but after some persuasion, let me go if I promised to come back the next day. It wasn't until I got home and was almost asleep in my bed that I realized his eyes were the same shade of dark green that mine were!   He must be who mom was talking about when she mentioned my eyes! Oh, well. Maybe I'll tell her I found him later, when I'm not so…   Yawning, I slipped into a dreamless sleep, curling up in my bed.   "Silvera? Are you in there?"   Groaning, I pul

Chapter 2: Present Day   "Silvera Haddock, will you get out of bed?"   Groaning, I curled into a tight ball, wrapping my tail around my body.   I heard a sigh.   "Silvera, did you go out last night? You know you're not supposed to be in your dragon form unless no one else is around!" she sighed.   I opened an eye and saw my mother glaring at me, standing next to me with a look of annoyance on her face. Mom's blond hair was matted to her face from sweat. I snuck a glance at the half-leg of deer meat under my front leg. I couldn't talk while in dragon form- at least, not in English- so I couldn't tell her how annoyed I was at being wo

Chapter 1: Twelve years earlier   I was walking through the forest behind my house with my dad at night, looking for a stream to get some fish from. Dad seemed to be distracted, looking for something, or someone, that I didn't know about. Then again, I was just as distracted, looking at all the little things along the way, quickly falling behind.   "Silvera Haddock! I told you not to fall behind!" my dad's stern voice shouted from ahead.   I turned to face my dad, my dark brown hair falling around my smiling face. From the look on my dad's face, he was angry. I always started to joke around when he was angry, despite getting in trouble

How to Be a Dragon By: Shay Luckless Based on the book and movie 'How to Train Your Dragon" Prologue   Vikings and dragons are mortal enemies, each endlessly trying to destroy the other. For centuries, the war between Vikings and dragons wore on, seemingly without end. That is, until my father, Hiccup Horrendous Haddock the third, made peace between the Vikings and the dragons. He killed a dragon called the "Red Death" or something like that, and made a tense peace between Vikings and dragons, although some people are still killing off dragons.   Dad always told me stories from his childhood, about how he was best friends with a dragon