It was time . . .

A teenage girl pulls out a normal, brass watch. But if you looked closer, you could see it was far beyond normal.

The girl brought the watch to her lips.

"Bring them to me."

A gangly boy makes his way through the woods looking at a drawn out map.

The boy groans and pockets the notebook.

"Ugh, the gods hate me! Some people lose their knife or their mug. Oh but not me. I manage to lose an entire dragon!"

The boy goes to move a branch out of his way but ends up getting whacked in the head instead.

The boy groans and rubs his now sore head and looks up.

He notices huge drag marks on the ground and follows them leading him to a cove.

There, he looks down and sees a midnight black dragon wrapped in a bola.

The boy was in shock.

"Wow. I did it. I did it. This fixes everything!" The boy strikes a pose and puts his foot on the dragons head. "I have brought down this mighty beast!"

The dragon suddenly shifts and the small boy yelps in surprise.

The boy pulls out a small knife and gripped it tightly in his hands.

"I'm going to kill you dragon. I'm going to cut out your heart and take it to my father. I am a Viking. I am a VIKING!"

The boy lifts the knife and closes his eyes as he's about to end the creature's life. He slowly opens his eyes to see the beast looking at him, defeated.

The boy lets out a sigh and drops his hands to his sides.

"I did this."

He turns to leave when suddenly there was a sudden flash of bright light.

He screamed in pain and fear as he felt himself fall into darkness.

~le time skip~

The boy wakes up groggily rubbing his eyes and looking around at his new environment.

He saw he was in a dark room and he was sitting on something very comfy.

He looked over on the other side of the room and saw a huge pile of Vikings all piled onto each other groaning in pain.

At the very bottom of the pile was the biggest Viking of all. The Chief of the Hooligan Tribe, Stoick the Vast.

The Chief crawled out of the pile and looked around.

He was angry.

"WHERE ARE WE AND HOW DID WE GET HERE!?"

A girl pops out of nowhere with her hands over her ears and her eyes shut.

"Ow. Ok, could you please not yell. My ears are sensitive ya know."

The boy and all the Vikings stared at the new girl in front of them.

She wore a light blue t-shirt with a black outline of a dragon with half of its tail red. She had on a camo baseball hat that had a cow on it and read Stockyards. She was wearing ripped jeans and muddy boots. She had dirty blonde hair pulled up in a pony tail that was pulled from her hat.

"Who are you?" The Chief says softer.

The girl looks up at the Viking and smiled.

"Right, sorry, forgot 'bout that. My name is Olympian NightJay, but you can call me Olympian."

The Cheif gives her a strange look. "Ok . . . Olympian . . . Why did you bring us here?"

Olympian face palmed and groaned.

"Right. Why you're here. Got it. I brought you here because we are going to watch a movie about the greatest hero in Viking history! The Viking who stopped a 300-year-old war and brought peace to Berk! The hero that is sitting in this room right now that no one has ever cared about! The movie is called How To Train Your Dragon, and we're going to watch the rise of a hero!"

At the end of her speech, she jumps up and does some jazz hands as a final touch.

There were whispers throughout the Vikings.

The boy stared off into the distance, thinking. Who could this hero be? 'Someone who nobody cares about'? Well, I'm the only person like that, but I'm no hero. Who is she talking about?

Suddenly, a young, fat Viking raised his hand.

The girl looked up at him.

"Yes, Fishlegs?"

The boy gasped and stuttered.

"Um . . . Well . . . First off . . . I was wondering . . . Whats a movie? And . . . Second off . . . How . . . How did you know my name?"

Olympian face palmed again.

"Right. Sorry. A movie is basically moving pictures with sound. And for the second part, I know all of your names!" She turns to look at the boy setting alone in the audience. "Especially you, Hiccup."

'Hiccup' looked at her both surprised and confused.

The other Vikings, not knowing Hiccup was even there stared at him in wonder.

Olympian cleared her throat.

"Ok, everyone! How 'bout we get this movie started, huh? You guys sit wherever you want! Except for you Hiccup. Stay where you are. I'll be sitting by you. P.S. I took away all your weapons because we will be having some guests later and I would really like it if you didn't try to kill them."

Everyone went and took their seats, though reluctant and not liking the idea of not having their weapons.

Olympian pulled out some strange device and pressed a button.

Everyone watched in amazement as the dark screen came to life.