Home... I'm finally going home. I see a port. I see a ladder and stairs being built. Wow... I did not realize it was that high up. I land my tiny ship at the port. I tie it down. I look up and I see the dragons flying in the sky. Beautiful. My friends. My home. My kin. I let out a breath. I grip my sword.

I am going to rise Berk up. No longer must we suffer. I'm going to kill Chief Elkerise. I get off the boat and start walking. I pull my hood up. But... part of me is worrying. I have a beard. It's been ten years. I've suffered and sailed through Hell. I've been through Hell so many times. I feel my beard. My dad is going to make fun of me for weeks. 

I've been more nervous here than any other time. Coming home. Seeing them. Ten years is a long time away from home. It's longer than I spent at the Edge. I grip my sword. I'm a different person by far. I can't recognize the boy I was. The man I am now would surely send chills up m y father's spine.