Dragons in New York: Chapter 1Chapter 1
"So, how's your new leg feel, Hiccup?" Astrid asked, flying past on Stormfly. Hiccup smiled. A few months ago a British boat had docked at the harbor, a group of Brits needed to resupply for their journey home. On that boat was world renown doctor, Phineas Monroe. He taught the viking doctors many things while he was on Berk, including how to reattach severed limbs. He had demonstrated on Hiccup, who then spend the next few months in recovery. Now he was up and walking and feeling like a whole person again. It was a little strange having an actual leg after so long of using a fake one, he had to admit, but he was happy all the same. He shouted to Astrid as she came by again, "I'm great! Have you seen Toothless?"
With that the black dragon came bounding up to him, accidentally knocking him over when he nudged him with his head. Getting up, Hiccup hugged the dragon, "Hey, Buddy! It's good to see you again!"
Toothless made a happy noise in reply then gestured for Hiccup to get o
AF: The Aftermath Chapter 3Chapter 3
Holly got out of bed in the morning and sighed. Another day of work. Begrudgingly, she started her morning routine. She took a shower, got dressed, had a bowl of cereal and a cup of coffee for breakfast, then headed off to work just like she did every morning. She actually missed the days when the world was in crisis, at least then it was exciting and she got to be with her friends. The only friends she ever saw anymore was Foaly, and that was on the tiny monitor of her wrist communicator. And, somehow sensing that she was thinking about it, the watch-like device started beeping, letting her know that somebody was trying to contact her. Picking it up, she glanced at the contact name. Foaly. She pressed the green button and his smiling face took up the screen. He said, "Hey, Holly. How are you doing this morning?"
"The same as every morning. Are you calling about something important or just making conversation?"
"Wow. You sure woke up on the wrong side of the bed th
AF: The Aftermath Chapter 2Chapter 2
Artemis poked his head through the door of the dojo where the family's most trusted bodyguard went to train and work out. He quietly stepped inside and sat on the bench near the door while the bodyguard threw punches and kicks at the practice dumbie. The man was tall, like a mountain, and his muscles were like pythons. This was one man you definitely wouldn't want to piss off. Butler glanced over at the small, pale boy on the bench and stopped pumbleling the dumbie. He made his way over to the bench and sat down next to him. The boy was obviously uneasy. He was still a little frighten by the bodyguard. He looked up at the man and Butler couldn't help but think about how much this boy looked like Artemis. But he wasn't Artemis; just a copy. This Artemis Fowl was nothing more than a flawed clone of the original Artemis Fowl. Artemis spoke, his voice quiet and barely audible, " Um.. Hello."
Butler responded quietly and gently, taking care not to frighten the child, "Hello, Artem