Fill Me With Poison

Chapter One

I Own Nothing

The great gathering of chieftains had just started, every chief from every tribe had gather around for the hearing, some were her for a few peace treaties, some were here for other reasons,The main one was because of the tyranny of dragon raids that have been happening since the beginning of time.

Stoick the Vast had just shown up, sitting on his throne as he watched the chief gathered around in the great hall. The gathering had only started, the chiefs were discussing a way to end the war with dragons. This has been going on for years now, and it has only gotten worse.

Stoick's wife was almost snatched away from one a few years ago, but the chief of Berk managed to get his wife and new born child to safety, if he hadn't had gotten in their in time, he would have lost them both in that dreadful raid that night. That happened seven years ago, his daughter was now a healthy seven year old and alive, soon she would be eight, along with his wife Valka, who was still in one piece and a very over protective mother, The beast that attacked them that night left a scar on Hiccup's chin, scaring her for life, she was so small, so fearful. It was a dreaded Stormcutter, a devil with four wings and a huge head.

This had to end, otherwise he was going to lose them, He always thought he could handle anything. But the thought of losing his family almost destroyed him, without his family, he would be nothing. Nothing but an empty cold heart man with nothing holding him back, he would have nothing to live for if he didn't have Val by his side, his little baby girl that he loves more then anything in this world, his only heir to Berk.

Sure he would have like to have a son, but a daughter seemed to soften him up, bringing a different side of him that no one has seen before. Hiccup had her father wrapped around her small finger, she was his beloved treasure, his pride and joy. Nothing could take his beloved little girl away from him, nothing.

The mighty chieftain sighed as he listen to the argument between the tribes, each of them making up their own strategies, none of them seemed reasonable what so ever. Even with all the tribes combine their was no way they could take down the nest, they didn't have enough warriors to take on such a swarm, sure they we Vikings, they are tough with stubborn issues, believing they can take on anything, even if that was true, it still doesn't mean him or the tribe can survive through anything.

But Stoick wasn't that reckless to take on such a challenge, Berk was still recovering from a raid last week, killing almost four hundred warriors and half of there sheep, almost half of the house were burned to the ground, even thought that wasn't much of a concern to the village, Berk was use to building new house each week. The only thing that manage to hold up was the forge that Gobber is still running, gods forbid that place never seems to catch on fire.

Gothi said the raids will die down one day, but that day never seemed to come. The elder never thought the raids would get this brutal either, she thought she's seen worse, but what she explain back in her times, it seemed like bliss compaired to what Stoick has faced over the years.

Everything has just gotten more worse over the years, nothing was changing, it's never going to stop with the beast, their just going to keep on killing until were all dead.

Why can't things just stop? The red bearded man thought, how can he stop all of this from happening to his family and tribe? Every attempt to go and look for the nest has result in death and getting us no where, every time Stoick sent out to go look for the nest it resulted in loss of men and failed to show any signs of hope.

Suddenly the main doors slid open, everyone turned to see who it was. Stoick thought everybody had shown up already, who was left to show up to the gathering? Last he check no one was left.

It was a man, he carried no weapon.

He was covered in scars, all over his body. He was covered with cloak made out of dragon skins, night furies to be exact, this man had dark dread locks, dark green eyes, he was built and was very tall.

He looked around us with a smirk, eyeing all of the chiefs.

"I am Drago Bludvist." He spoke softly with a bit of gravel in his voice.", I am the man of the people,I come from the mysterious lands, only I know of." He stood their for a few seconds, looking at all the chiefs.

Stoick eyed this mysterious man, looking at his designs of clothing. He looked like a person straight out of the Mediterranean, he was bit dark skinned and dressed in dark clothing, yet under his cloak he was hiding his left arm for some odd reason. His belt had the symbol of the sun, his shirt was sleeveless, the cloak of dragon skin dragged on the floor as he circled the room.

Drago spoke again." I am a devoting man of my people, I can free you all from the dragons."

All eyes were on Drago as they listen to his bizarre tale, some people gasp as they listen, as they waited for the man to give them the answer, the long waited answer to their salvation. a ll of vikings wanted the truth about how to stop these beast. Could this man really make all of this stop? Was their an actual way to stop all the raids and wars on the dragons?

"I alone can make all of this stop, under one condition." He said grimly, exposing the gap in his teeth. His eyes were sulking green, giving them all a deathly grin, some seemed a bit uncomfortable with this strange man. Why was he here telling us this? What does he want with us?

All the chief looked at him, waiting to hear the solution. Was he be serious on this? How can this scared up man be our only solution.

"You all must bow down to me."

The chief sat their in silence for a few moments, Stoick seemed a bit baffled as he looked at the man for a few moments. Then everyone started to laugh, even Stoick let out a light chuckle, banging there arms on the chairs as they cried out in laughter. Almost all of the chieftains kept saying he was nuts and completely oblivious to the fact that he could stop all of this, by the way he look he couldn't kill a dragon to save his ass, he was only one man, even if he has an army he can't stop any of this.

The chiefs didn't wan this crazy mans help, no one did. Who would believe him? No one here is that stupid to believe such a fraud.

Drago looked at everyone with anger, he covered himself in his black cloak and cried out.

"Let's just see how well you do with out me!"

Suddenly Stoick looked up at the ceiling, it burst into flames, causing the room to fill up with dragons, covered in some king of steel armor, They were setting the entire room on fire, burning the people inside alive. The chiefs cried out as their flesh was burned off, as the dragons began to eat their corpses, bones crunching, blood filling and covering the teeth of the monsters.

Blood was covered all over the walls, or at least what was left of them since the fire was destroying everything. The beast were literally tearing everything apart. Limbs were all over the floor, fire and smoke was in the air, making things a lot harder to do and see.

Stoick had to act fast, fleeing from the scene, their was an opening as he fought his way out of the hall, getting a few cuts and burns as he escaped from the burning flames and dragons. The red headed man had blood all over his face from his fellow chiefs, some of it was his and the rest he wasn't so sure about, the only thing he knew was that he was alive, barely.

He looked down at his shoulder, a chunk of the wood from the ceiling must have struck him while was trying to escape, Stoick had a few burns on him as well, some of them would leave a nasty scar on him. But at least he didn't lose a limb. The smoke had gotten to his lungs, causing the chief to collapse on the ground as his chest tighten a little as he wheezed for breath.

Everyone was dead, there was no hope of saving anyone from that death trap, they were either burned to death or slaughtered brutally by the beasts. It was only a matter of seconds before everyone was long gone.

Then Stoick felt a sharp pain in his side, causing him to look up, his eyes widen with horror as he saw who it was.

Drago, he was back to finish the job, he wanted everybody taken out, no survivors.

"You monster!" Stoick yelled as he cough up some blood."You killed them all! And for what? Because we didn't join you're pathetic dragon army!?"

He sneered at him, pressing the blade even further in, causing Stoick to scream."You should have listen to me, and maybe those fools wouldn't have died."

Suddenly Drago removed the blade from his hip, stepping back a little bit.

"I know who you are Stoick." He said as he stood over him with a grin." The proud dragon killer, The all might Stoick the Vast, chief of Berk." He mocked.

Stoick looked up at him as the blood from his lip dribble, wiping it away as he tried to stand up so he could face this mad man. Why hasn't he killed me yet? He's just standing their looking at me, waiting for the kill.

"How about we make a deal?" He said stepping a bit closer to him." I'll let you and you're village live, under one condition." He said in the same exact way as he did before in the hall, before it went up in flames and everyone got slaughtered.

Stoick looked at him for a few hard minutes,"What is it that you want?" he hissed as he clutched his wound.

"You have a daughter, yes?" He grinned a little as he asked the question.

"What?" The chief asked almost clueless."What does that have to to do with anything?". How does he know I have a daughter at home? Has he been on Berk? Has he been spying on my village?

"Answer my question." He said with bit of acid in his voice.

He looked down at the ground as he started to put two and two together, he looked up at Drago in a fit of rage, his fist were clenched into balls."No,You stay away from her!."

The dragon god let out a soft chuckle."Would you really let your entire village die over one child?" He shook his head."You are weak Stoick." he frowned at him, holding his staff."It's her over them." He said darkly."You wouldn't want you're village up in flames like the this great hall full of cheiftains, would you?" He started to laugh a little."I'm sure you're daughter will make a lovely wife, that is if she inherits you're wife's looks."

That comment made Stoick snap, he grabbed Drago by the throat, choking him. But he was still weak from the smoke and loss of blood.

"You're not going touch her, do you hear me?!" He held his throat tighter, causing him to gasp, but before he knew it Drago manged to break free and threw him to the ground, punching him in the face, causing his nose and cheek to bleed out.

"You listen to me and you listen well chief." He said coldly."Ten years from now, when she is at a proper age to wed, she will be mine." He let go of his face as he walked away, getting on on top of a dragon, but before he left Drago had one more thing to say."Ten years from now I will come to Berk to claim what's mine." He flew off into the night as the other dragons followed him.

Stoick managed to get himself back up, placing a hand on his wound, blood was oozing out, but it wasn't that much of a concern to him, the only thing he was worried about was his daughter, Hiccup.

"Oh gods Hiccup, what am I going to do?" He felt so defeated, he can't stop Drago from taking her, not by the way he's running things. He was unstoppable, Berk was no match for this mad man, even if they did team up with another tribe it still wouldn't make a difference.

It was Hiccup, or all of their lives.

He can't just give up his only child, his beautiful daughter was his pride and joy, the only living thing he has to continue his legacy of Berk.

Oh gods how was he going to explain this to Valka? How can he explain all of this to his beloved? Was any of this really happening? Or was is this all just a nightmare and Stoick was getting ready to wake up? No this wasn't a bad dream, all of this was real.

He began walking back to the ships, he had to get home before he bled out, he had to get to the healer before any infection spreads, gods only know what had touch that blade of Drago's.

He managed to reach the docks and climb aboard his ship, sailing back to the island of Berk alone.

So many things raced through his mind, how was he going to explain this to his wife? What if he didn't have to tell her the truth? He could hide his daughter for a while, but for how long? Drago said he would come to Berk in ten years, Hiccup is just seven years old, she would be eight in two months, So at almost eighteen years old she would be Drago's bride. Just the thought of that made Stoick shiver in disgust, she was still his little babe, she wasn't a woman yet, but at least she would be when he has to send her off.

There has to be another way to save her from this madness.

But he could have the never nor the guts to explain any of this to her or Val. This was eating Stoick up inside, this secret would kill him for the rest of his life, how would Val even respond to this? She would be upset of course, but how would we get through this together? What just count off each month and year going by until the day comes? Oh gods that just made things worse.

"I can't just let her go, I can't give up on her." His voice cracked."He'll kill her as soon as she leaves with him."

Stoick looked up at the stars and prayed to Odin to keep his family safe, but not even the gods can stop such a thing, even if he sent somebody out to kill Drago, who could beat him and his dragon army?

Then he finally reached the the docks of Berk, stumbling on his own two feet and blood. His head felt light as he got up and headed straight to the healer. Gothi was alarmed when she saw the large chief covered in blood, she asked him what happened, he told her almost everything, except the wedding arrangement. That was the only thing he was holding back from the elder. Stoick would explain the incident in the morning in a hall meeting, but for now he needed some sleep.

He wanted to see his wife and child, he wanted to be truthful and tell them everything. But their wasn't much he could do but lie and act like nothing had ever happen. Hiccup wouldn't understand any of this, maybe marriage but she didn't know about her father enemies and what they could do to her.

The only thing Stoick could do was make the last ten years with his daughter the best and keeping all of this a secret, he didn't want Valka to know the awful deal, no one should ever have to go through with this, not even his worse enemy besides Drago.

Tears started to run down his face."I'm so sorry Hiccup." He felt like a failure, he even felt worse when he laid next to his wife in bed as soon he returned home, she was still asleep, as was Hiccup in her small bed, cuddling her stuff toy dragon with her, her auburn hair was in a mess braid, as her face was covered in freckles.

She looked so peaceful, as if nothing was wrong with the world. She has no idea what was coming her way, and soon enough her world would be turned upside down.

Stoick stroked her cheek, planting a kiss on her small forehead, pulling the covers up to her chin.

She wasn't going to be his daughter forever, she was going to belong to a man that kills without mercy.

The whole scene played out in Stoick's head over ad over again.

"She's will be mine."

Hiccup was going to be Drago Bludvist bride.

Hey guys! I'm sorry for the delay and not updating :( My mom just got out of surgery so I have been taking care of her for the last couple of day. Hope you understand. Yes Valka will be in this, she was not taken away by CloudJumper, she is a stay at home mom with Hiccup so...yeah.

So what do you think of this so far? is it dark enough? is it any good at all? Or should I just stop and act like none of this have happened? If you have any ideas for this story let me know in the comments or PM me.

Hopefully this doesn't suck like my other stories DX

I keep reread this chapter and I still think this sucks! But I have been wanting a Fem Hiccup and Drago Fanfic forever so I decided to write this.

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