I rip my fangs out of a Nadder's neck. I lick my lips. Toothless looks at me and growls. As I've grown up the past three years. My powers increased but... so does my hunger. A couple of days I return to Berk only to feed on yacks and sheep's and chickens if I feel like it. Berk. How I hate it. I hate everyone there and soon I'll get my revenge. Humans are still a rare treat. Humans? I'm no killer. Except I suppose killing animals and a couple dragons counts.

I stand up. Toothless looks at me. I wipe my mouth. I'm still kind of a messy eater but who cares?

"Soon, bud. We will have our revenge." I say to him.

He breathes out red smoke. I gave him some power that vampire gave me. He nudges me. It's no treat being a vampire, but it's better than nothing. The sun burns. It burns. I don't like it all. Also, everything is so loud which can be annoying sometimes. Toothless regurgitates a fish tail.

"Uh, no thanks. I just ate." I say.

He turns and continues eating. I sit down beside him. I look up at the stars. The blades out of my hand. have grown as I have grown. I'm eighteen now. I've killed men with these blades. I've killed dragons and animals with these blades.

"Move it men!" I hear a man yell.

Toothless gets up and cocks his head. 

"Let's check that out, bud." I say.