Nightwalker = Night fury

Shadow = Toothless

Now that that's sorted Enjoy.

Hiccup

I never asked this.

I didn't ask to be the focal point of my father's punishments.

He's the dragon killer, not I.

But here I lay looking over the vast village below, out of sight. Wouldn't want them to know that their ex-heir was still on the island. Especially how most of the village witnessed my father's punishment; His son becoming a Night Fury.

Not only that. I was transformed a year ago. I was still a baby, when I was still human. Now I am a Dragon whose barely older than a hatchling. At this age, if I had dragon parents, they would most likely be teaching me how to fly; to join the sky with them. Become a real dragon.

I lay my head on my paws after that thought. I was lying down atop the highest, most impossible to climb mountain on Berk. Well near impossible, you know cause I'm here, at the top. I huffed at my sarcasm

The sun had just dropped off the side of the earth. And the great moon rose from the other. A glorious full moon.

Wait, a full moon.

My eyes dropped from the moon to the sky towards Helheims Gate. A full moon. If the dragons keep to their schedule they will raid tonight. Berk is one of the most well defended islands in the archipelago. Dragons tend to avoid raiding this place of they can.

At first I thought to defend my village. But I recalled my dad abandoning me upon the transformation. So I didn't. The whole village was shocked to see my dad, sorry, Stoick disown me without another thought, another glance. Even the wretched elderly Night Fury the dished out the punishment was shocked at my abandonment. Eventually I just started sitting and watching. The chaos that would engulf the village seemed to bring a smile to dragon face.

I lay and waited. I won't have to wait long, On occasion I wish I could reach out to the Night Fury that aids the dragons in the raids. But I choose not to. I don't wish to be a burden. He might not even be friendly.

There they are. I raised my head and raised my ears as high as they would go. A massive horde of dragons closing in fast on the small village of Berk. I knew I wasn't the only one to spot them. The village sprang to life. Preparing for the ensuing battle ahead.

I moved myself onto my haunches, unconsciously flicking my tail in anxiousness. My eyes zipping to different spots along the village and wave of dragons. My sight was caught by a shadow zipping across the moon. The Night Fury. I started to become excited, this was my favorite part.

The dragons drew closer every second. The viking's prepared a catapult. A silence grew like a sickness in the air.

I heard it from here. And I knew who its was. I know no other with a more booming voice. "Fire!" Stoick boomed. The catapult sprang to life, flinging a several 100 pound rock hurtling towards the approaching dragon fleet. At the same time a shrill whistle that held death and fury in its tone rang through the air. A tiny ball of blue and white neon light fired from the invisible Night Fury. The ball of pure plasma slammed into the flying rock searing through it, losing none of its velocity. The blast continued after going through boulder blasting the support structure of the very catapult that launched it. It stood no chance and toppled to the ground.

The dragons quickly swarmed the viking village splitting into groups. Some stealing food, others fending of Berkians. The whole aspect excited me, battle, flying, all of it. I continued watching the viking village's futile attempts to fight off the dragon attack. The dragon strategy was impressive. The Night Fury quickly dispatched the remaining threatening catapults before it defended any trapped or pinned dragons.

The battle raged on for several minutes. I took notice of a group of dragons being pinned by a larger group of vikings. I first I thought the Night Fury would interfere. Bit it was occupied. There are some things I learnt myself apart from hunting.

I stood a prepared myself for recoil. I began to focus. Clenching certain muscles in my chest, filling the back of my throat with the gas I would ignite into superheated plasma. It wouldn't be as powerful as the adult Night Fury's but it would still pack a punch. Preparing to ignite the blast, the shrill whistle sounded. I waited. I waited for the involuntary clench of my throat so to not swallow the now igniting plasma and accelerated it out of my mouth with extreme velocity. I closed my mouth. My muscles relaxed. I laid low to the ground again, staring at my handiwork. The blast hit the ground causing a massive shockwave, knocking over vikings and a few of the nearby dragons.

The dragons quickly shot up and returned to the sky. My smile dissipated as a grew envious. I saw that all the dragons were taking to the sky again. and were leaving. There silhouettes blending in with the night again. I got up from my spot and left walking back to my cave home. My head low, my tail dragging.

Till next month.

Shadow

The raid was going well.

Defending dragon groups and destroying human catapults.

Unfortunately I had to choose between two groups of dragons being surrounded. One further away and one closer. I chose the latter. Racing in on a nose dive, I prepared a shot, waited and fired in quick succession. I flew back up using my momentum. And look towards the further away group, only to witness a plasma blast, that of which only a Nightwalker could produce. The blast was weak, produced by a young Nightwalker. Precisely how old, I couldn't tell. I will have to investigate.

Returning to the raid at hand… or paw, I came to the conclusion that we had collected enough food for the nest over winter. I called out to the group masters to recall their groups.

"Shadow? Are we ready?" called my Fire-Wing second in command.

"Yes..." I replied, although rather distracted "Yes. You are, please return back to the nest to notify my mate I will be returning late." The Fire-Wing seem to catch on to my distracted expression. His expression switch to one of confusion and calculating. My distracted brain finally caught on. "Oh sorry Blazer, I need to investigate something." He nodded in understanding and left with the rest of the raid party.

I watch the raid party leave for a minute or two before gliding down to the top of a mountain where I witnessed the plasma shot emanate from. Cautious not to scare it away if it was still there, I landed softly. I looked around me and caught sight of nothing. "Hello, is there...is there anyone there?" I asked softly to appear as non threatening as possible. After no reply came, I sniffed. I sniffed everywhere. It was very difficult to find a scent. But I found one. It was very weak, like it had been covered up. It was easy to collect information from. I youngling about half a cycle older than a hatching putting it at 4 and a half. I started following a very faint scent.

Morning

Shadow

Found the little guy. He had just awoken from his slumber removing the tail and its fins from his face, yawning and getting up. The area he had chosen was perfect for him, for now. He sauntered over to the pond and dipped his maw into the pond and sucked water into his gullet. Before lying down on his paws at the bank of the pond.

He was looking at his reflection, sadness leaking from his face. He was like that for a while before he smacked the reflection with his paw. the youngling sighed and looked up at the sky. Then I really started to notice his appearance. He was normal colored like a Nightwalker but has brown, red markings on his ears, flaps and along his snout faded into his scales. Marking like those only appear on a changed one. That doesn't change my opinion of him he's still just a youngling Nightwalker.

He started looking at the fins on his tail. Opening them and closing them again . It was then that I realized that he didn't know how to fly, yet he was old enough, but he had no one to teach him.

I was hidden in a dark bush, out of sight. Knowing that this youngling's nose has not fully developed yet. But his ears would be. I must be vigilant. I don't want to scare him off. He's alone and has know one.

I wasn't vigilant enough. I stood on a twig, causing a loud snap to ricocheted off the trees. The youngling knew this wasn't a natural sound, and was on alert in less than a second. He stood forgetting his flying troubles and stared towards the direction the sound emanated from. I stood as still as I can. The younglings eyes scanning the forest.

But they stopped scanning, and widened. My eyes, I forgot about my eyes. Their a different shade of green to the bush of course he could see me. He spun and bolted to his cave blending into the darkness. I lost sight of him.

I cautiously got up and softly walked over towards the cave. My eyes attempting to peer deep into the abyss of darkness I stuck my head in through the opening. "Hello?" I softly called but I got no reply. I knew he was in here, there's no other exit. I tried again. "Hello, please I won't hurt you" I said in the softest voice I could muster. Once again, no reply. I sighed a brought the rest of my body into the cave. I looked around, I know he's in here. I can smell him. He hasn't covered his scent this time. I looked above the entrance out of impulse. For any other living being. you wouldn't have noticed it. But as a Nightwalker, you tend to notice small imperfections.

The darkness above a small overhang above the entrance was more...absorbent. Something only Nightwalker scales do. I have to applaud him it was a good spot to hide in. I looked closer, he was trembling. Gods I was guilty. He was scared of me, his own kin. Because I didn't present myself better. "Hey, please come down" I cooed "I only wished to help. Me and my mate can help you, teach you, care for you" I pleaded. He opened his eyes. He was tearing up, terrified for his life yet he climb down sniffing. and put himself into a low submissive position. His head nearly touching the ground. Frighted pleading eyes staring at me. I brought my head to the same level as his and sniffed him. I touch the end of my nose to his. He seemed to relax at that, but just as quickly as he relaxed, he was on guard again. He moved away but stopped. He perked his ears up.

He could hear something, but I couldn't. He became more frightened. Then I heard it.

"Chief, we found him!" yelled a voice from outside the cave. The youngling became more frightened and lowered to the ground even more, scraping his chin along the rock.

"Hiccup!" Yelled a more booming deep voice. "Please son! I'm sorry." The youngling or 'Hiccup' as he was addressed, started to tear up. I moved to the entrance to understand the commotion. A saw a large search party of Vikings. They all gasped at the sight of me and Hiccup was even more frightened. "Hiccup come here, Please get away from that devil." Hiccup was uncertain. Facing a small turmoil. The Vikings were all holding their weapons, posed to attack either one of us. Hiccup saw this as well and became more anxious. He bolted to me and hid under my belly in between my legs.

This is what Hatchlings and Younglings do when they're scared and if there parents are nearby. I felt baffled and honored that this small youngling, who didn't know me, now trusted me like a parent. Even the 'Chief' of this tribe gasped through his bafflement. He betrayed his son, He returned the favor.

He lowered my head to talk to the small youngling. "Will you come with me?" I whispered. He nodded slowly. "Come forward more" I commanded softly "So I can pick you up." Hiccup complied. Once he reached a good spot. I bent down and picked him up by the scruff of his neck. He squeaked out of surprise. I took a second to make sure he was safely secure in my maw, and prepared for take off. The 'Chief' yelled out for me to 'leave him alone' and 'please don't take him'. But with one flap of my strong wings. I was gone.

With the Youngling safe and my grasp and my protection we we're on our why to the nest.

Oh how Eclipse would be excited about this.

There we go! My first HTTYD fanfic.

Ok I hope it wasn't to bad, I've been planning this for a while.

If you're here from my Alpha and Omega story 'Evolved State of Life' A chapter will be up soon I ...semi-promise...

Ok hope you enjoyed.

There is no queen in this, don't worry.

This took inspiration from other fanfics.

Anything else…

Nah we're good

All right Bye!

Attero.