Author's Note: Hey everyone! It's been quite a while since I've formally posted something serious and continued it for a prolonged amount of time. Do you all remember that HTTYD fanfiction I posted in 2014? Well, I still get reviews on that story to this day, and I can't believe it's so popular. I would have never expected something like that to happen.

But after rereading it, I found it to be cringey and just absolutely terrible in regards to plot and grammar. Plus, a lot of reviewers left negative comments, and in response to all of the petty users, I was a lot younger and all I cared about was bringing my ideas to life. It's not my fault I wasn't as knowledful back then about freaking plastic, of all things. And that is why I am here today, because I have decided to revamp that story into something better and more meaningful. My writing has improved drastically over the years, and I feel that the story deserves to be told in a whole new way.

Now, I have this chapter posted as an introduction to let everyone know that I will be doing this. It will be continued if it gets the same amount of attention the other one does, or I'll feel like I'm wasting my time bringing in something that isn't needed. So please, if you're interested in reading this, please let me know in the reviews. If not, then I'll postpone this even further. To everyone that has supported me since the beginning, thank you so much. It truly means a lot and I wouldn't be on this site if it weren't for you.

"Go, Toothless! Get out of here! Go!"

Hiccup's heart pounded heavily, fueling the adrenaline that pumped throughout his body. His breathing was quickened, a result from the sudden panic that hit him when he realized that his secret was revealed. His dragon was at his side, curling his tail around him as he hissed at the incoming rush of vikings all around them.

Hiccup felt his heart drop further when he spotted his father jump into the ring, charging towards them with an axe in hand. It seemed, to his dismay, the Night Fury spotted him as well, because the slight duck of his head and growl that followed was evident of this.

"No, dad, he won't hurt you!" Hiccup screamed, reaching a hand out towards his father. His other hand slid back to the base of Toothless' saddle, causing his gaze to turn to it.

He had no other option.

Faster than he could think, Hiccup hauled himself up onto the saddle, hands wrapping around the reigns and his feet slipping into the stirrups.

"Get us out of here! Now!"

Toothless' ears pricked up to the sound of his friend's command, and he gave a final roar, rearing up on his back legs and causing the surrounding vikings to falter in their steps. Stoick forced himself to skid to a stop, holding his axe up as his widened yet angered gaze watched. Without wasting a second, the dragon jumped up into the air, aiming for the hole he had created in the arena's ceiling chains. A frustrated cry came from Stoick as he swung his axe upwards, barely touching the dragon as it leapt over him with slick ease. It tucked its wings in, its body seamlessly going through the hole that had been the result of plasma burning away at the chains.

The strong shift in gravity prompted Hiccup to keep himself close to the saddle, and upon sensing that Toothless was beginning to straighten his posture, he could see that Berk had pulled itself away from them by a great distance. His eyes searched the arena as his dragon began circling the air in a sorts of momentary awaitance. They were at a high point, and so Hiccup pulled back on the saddle, signaling the dragon to hover in the air for a moment. Upon squinting his eyes, Hiccup could see the vikings rushing out of the arena, some bits of the crowd facing upwards in the direction they had taken. Some of them were pointing, which meant they had found exactly where the Night Fury was.

Hiccup glanced to the exit of the arena, seeing the vikings running out and slowing down as they got to the edges of the platform, shouting amongst each other and raising their weapons in frustration.

Though, the very person who was able to seize Hiccup's breath in his throat simply by a glance was in the lead of it all.

Fear struck in his chest upon recognizing his father, whom of which was looking up at them. A feeling of terrible graveness washed over his body, and he knew without a doubt that he just lost the last of what he considered family. He forced himself to look elsewhere, now searching for another individual. Somehow, in the midst of the crowd, he spotted her.

Astrid. She was farther out on the side, her hands held together with her head tilted up to them.

Despite the fact that they were too far up in the sky, they both knew they were making eye contact with each other. And they both knew what had to be done. Well, at the very least Hiccup did.

A hand ran down the side of Toothless' head, patting smooth, warm scales. "Let's go, Toothless…"

Toothless gave a coo in response, beginning to turn away from the arena and towards the open ocean.

"We can't stay here. It's too dangerous."

"Down there, bud."

Toothless curled his wings as he began to dive towards the cove, finally reaching the ground and landing gently onto the grass. He knew what they were here for, and so he began to walk towards it himself so his rider wouldn't have to mount off.

When Astrid had followed Hiccup into the cove yesterday, he had forgotten his satchel next to one of the rocks. Luckily, it was still there, and the dragon proceeded to pick it up with his mouth and lifted it up to the side to allow his rider to take it. He tied it to the side of the saddle, securing it into a tight knot so it wouldn't fall loose.

"Alright bud…" Hiccup said quietly, leaning back and pursing his lips. There was a dense feeling in the air, one that could've been interpreted in many ways. With furrowed brows, Hiccup stared down at his hands, not really focusing on visual details but rather caught up in his jittered thoughts. So many things were racing through his mind, so many problems that he knew he couldn't solve. It was all just a huge mess.

"We're...we're going now."

Toothless raised his head, emitting a coo in response to his friend. He didn't need an explanation as to where exactly they were going. They were just going. Anywhere but here.

With a swift spread of his wings, the dragon crouched slightly before leaping upwards, with Hiccup keeping his body close to his back as he gripped the reigns firmly. The air swished around them powerfully, the sound of wing beats filling it as the land grew farther and farther away.

It didn't take long for the entirety of Berk to be seen from high up in the sky, far out of range from any kind of unsuspecting attacks. And it was with a dreadful feeling that Hiccup glanced over his shoulder, taking a good final look of what was once his home.

He knew that he wouldn't be back here for a long, long time.

Or forever, for that matter.