I grab a knife. My heart is going a thousand miles an hour. My head is spinning. All I can think and worry about is Dad's look. He will be so angry and heartbroken without a doubt. My hands were shaking. All cheering is on me. All eyes. Eyes that are going to see firsthand that dragons are not our enemy.

I watch as the gates open. Nothing comes out. I stand up straighter. What the-? Is the dragon sleeping? I'm honestly kind of relieved. I won't have to break anyone. Seriously though, what in the name of Thor is going on? 

"They say blood never lies." A voice says from the darkness of the cage.  

"Hello? Uh, hi??" I call.

"They also say blood smells like how the person is feeling." The voice says.

Whispers in confusion emerge. Dad and Gobber look down.

"You reek of fear, but not because of the dragon." A man walks out.

The man was wrapped in black cloth. A lot of black cloth.

"How did you even get in there?" I ask.

"Your blood reeks of something else... something that you know will kill him." He turns to my dad.

I draw back.

"Who are you?" I ask.

"Not really a man." He bares his teeth.

I see his teeth. He had two long fangs. 

"What the-? Do you like floss?" I ask.

He lets out a small chuckle. 

"What do you want?" I ask.

"I'm come to offer you something far greater than you could ever imagine." He says.

"What?" I ask.

"I know your heart screams out of anger." He says.

"I don't know what you're talking about." I say.

Who is this guy?

"I'm offering you a chance to fulfill your thirst for vengeance." He says.

"Are you mad?" I cock my head.

He appears right behind me. I jump.

"You can deny it all you want, but we both know you long for revenge." He whispers in my ears.

I turn around swiftly, but he's gone. Then the dragon roars out.