Descendants Of The Archipelago

Rated; T
Pairing; Hiccup & Astrid
Disclaimer; I do not own HTTYD or Descendants. Everything belongs to its original creator.

Author's Note; Alright everyone, gonna make this note brief. Recently got into Descendants, and wanted to make a HTTYD version. So…In this, and it's not revealed until the sequel, but Hiccup was kidnapped from the hospital just days after his birth. Hiccup was renamed and raised by Drago to be evil. His name in this story will be Bolverk Bludvist. I wanted to let everyone know so they aren't tearing my face off with messages or reviews about where's Hiccup in this. Bolverk Bludvist is Hiccup Haddock, but nobody knows that until the sequel of this story. Now, that is all cleared up, on with the story!

One

=Bolverk's Narration=
(Friday, 11/29/2019-10:00 am)
(Outcast Island)

Sixteen years ago, the leaders of the Barbaric Archipelago agreed to join forces and become the United Islands of Archian Isle. It basically means that everyone up and moved to on island big enough for all of them, a mainland, so to speak. Originally, the leaders resided on their own islands with their own people. The islands were Berk, Meathead, Peaceable, Visithug, Bashem, Hysteria, Berserker, Swallow Lands, Dragon Hunter, Bog-Burglar, Shivering Shores, Lava-lout, Uglithug, Caldera Cay, Waterlands, Quiet, Wingmaiden, and Outcast. When the agreement came to pass to reside in place, the leaders elected Stoick and Valka Haddock from the Isle of Berk as their king and queen to rule Archian Isle. The other leaders did not lose their royal status, of course; they still ruled the people from their island. In short; Berk is the heart of Archian Isle. Everything else around the heart of the island are the different towns, named after a former island, and governed by the original leader. But everyone is under King Stoick and Queen Valka. However, not everyone transferred to Archian Isle.

The king and queen's first proclamation was to take everyone who ever caused evil, basically anyone interesting and fun, and banish them to Outcast Island, and then put an impenetrable barrier over the island to keep the villains there. You can enter the barrier no problem, but getting out requires it to be open with something that is kept on Archian Isle. We assume it's a key or magical object. We've tried spells and potions, but nothing works. We don't have much here as far as resources go. No internet, nothing fancy, and limited supplies that come by ship once a month. They are typically tossed in and onto the docks, but the merchants don't come in the barrier themselves. And the biggest thing we don't have is access to magic. We're completely cut off from the rest of the world. This punishment was to prevent anymore wars and battles from happening. Anyone who threatens to or goes through with disrupting the peace ends up on Outcast Island. See, Stoick is one of the most powerful sorcerers around, and Valka, is an equally powerful enchantress. Together, they stopped many evils from taking over their island of Berk, and the other ones in the Archipelago. That is why they were elected king and queen of the UIAI.

The last threat they defeated before making the agreement to join forces and make Archian Isle was Drago Bludvist, a man who wanted to conquer, not just the Archipelago, but the world with dragons. Drago is a powerful sorcerer as well; he used his powers to control dragons and make them and people listen to him, but Stoick and Valka defeated him, and that was when the decision was made to banish anyone evil to Outcast Island. The dragons disappeared after being freed, and no one has seen them since. Some have stuck around, small ones that can sit on your shoulder like a bird. Not that it matters because they don't come here to Outcast Island. Currently, Drago is leader of the Outcasts, and I'm his son. My name is Bolverk Bludvist. Us villains swore vengeance on those who cast them out, and have patiently been waiting for our time to strike back at those who banished us to this barren wasteland. And this is where our story begins.

. . .

=Normal POV=
(Archian Isle; Haddock Palace)

A young girl with mid-back length blond hair and blue eyes stood still as a woman worked around her with a measuring tape, moving parts of the female's body when necessary. From the corner of her eye, she saw Outcast Island from her window and stared silently. There was two taps on the door, which pulled the young woman from her thoughts. "Come in," she said gently. The door opened to reveal a tall man with green eyes, red hair that was pulled back, a mustache, and a full, thick beard of the same color. Beside him was a woman with long autumn colored hair and blue eyes that had very minor hints of green in them.

"Hi, Mom, Dad…" the girl greeted respectfully.

"Hello, dear," spoke the woman.

"Excited to become queen, Astrid?" the man smiled.

"Queen at sixteen-years-old? It's…Both an honor and terrifying," the girl, Astrid, admitted.

"You'll do fine," the male assured.

"I don't think I'll ever be the ruler you guys are," Astrid smiled as she looked to her parents, King Stoick and Queen Valka.

"You won't take over fully right away, sweetheart; there is still school to finish up, and your royal lessons," the queen, Valka, reminded.

"Yes, of course," Astrid nodded.

"But you will be working beside your mother and I during summer vacation, part of your royal training," Stoick, the king, informed. Astrid never answered; her eyes returned to looking out the window.

"Does…Something else have your attention, Astrid?" Valka questioned.

"I decided on my first proclamation," Astrid stated suddenly.

"Go on," Stoick urged.

Astrid took a deep breath, facing her parents now. "I want to give the children on Outcast Island a chance to come here, to Archian Isle, to reside and go to school,"

Stoick and Valka's eyes widened. "No, absolutely not," Stoick was first to speak.

"But dad!" Astrid tried.

"Astrid, those people are on that island so that no harm can come to our kingdom, and the peace cannot be broken," Stoick remarked

"But does that mean the children have to suffer the fate from the sins of their parents?!" Astrid raised her voice now, silencing Stoick.

"Darling, I believe we should hear her out, at least," Valka put her hand on Stoick's arm.

"The idea is to start very small, a group of six or so, and allow them to come to Archian Isle. I've already selected a few candidates. It's not their fault their parents are evil and they did not have a choice in who they were born to. The faults of the parents should not fall on the kids. I just…" Astrid looked out the window again. "I don't think it's fair they have to serve a life sentence punishment for crimes they did not commit. Being held accountable by mere…Association," she sighed. "I understand the adults have done wrong, but do we have to make the children suffer just because of relation? Don't they deserve an opportunity to choose the path they take. I mean, all they know is evil, yes. But it's because of where they grew up, on that island. I just think if we gave them a chance to come here and have a different life, perhaps they'd see that they don't have to be like their parents," she looked back at her folks again.

"I suppose, when put like that; it's not such an awful idea," Valka stated, glancing up to her husband.

"Those people out there on that island are…Our people too, aren't they. We only send people who do unspeakable, unforgivable things there. But the kids were born on that island; they didn't do anything wrong except…Well, be born," Astrid looked at Stoick now, with pleading eyes. "I just…Want to offer them a chance at a better life," she looked down now.

Stoick sighed. "Your heart is in the right place, Astrid. Thinking of all your subjects, a very leader-like thing to do. Alright, it's a risky idea; I hope you understand that,"

"I do," Astrid nodded.

"Now…Who did you have in mind? Who are their parents?" Valka wondered.

Astrid smiled. "I've chosen five who I believe need the most…Help. Their parents are Oswald Berserk, Alvin Ogglebert, Eret Trapp, Madguts Axall, and…Drago Bludvist,"

Stoick froze, growing angry at the name alone. "Drago Bludvist?! The madman? He was the Archipelago's biggest threat, and hardest foe to face! You want HIS child on Archian Isle?!"

"Dad, everyone deserves a chance! And those kids out there, people my age, were never given one. It's not fair they are forgotten, cast aside, abandoned…Just because of who their parents are. Their children are innocent," Astrid argued.

"Stoick…" Valka said softly, eyeing him.

Stoick sighed again. "I guess the children are innocent, and deserve chance. Very well, Astrid. I assume you'll want to begin this experiment right away?"

"Please, if I can?" Astrid hoped.

"I'll make the arrangements," Stoick told her.

"Thank you, Dad," Astrid offered a light bow of her head. Moving her eyes back to the window, she smiled.

. . .

(Saturday, 11/30/2019-8:00 am)
(Outcast Island; Evil Headquarters)

"Yo, Bol! Our parents want us at Meade Hall!" called a male voice. A teenage male with auburn hair and green eyes lifted his head and looked over to who called to him, seeing his friend, Eret a few levels down.

"Comin'," the male replied as he gathered a few things and packed them in his satchel. The male stood and jumped down, landing in a crouch before a small group of four people. Two girls, and two males. "What do they want?"

"No idea. We were told to grab you and meet them in the main room," said a female with dark brown hair and green eyes. The male shrugged and then the group started along their path to meet their parents. Ten minutes later; they arrived as the auburn-haired male snagged a half a sandwich from someone he passed by.

"Hey!" the person yelled. The male turned, glaring hard as the person shrunk away and ran off quickly. The male scoffed, heading inside with his friends.

"Finally," a male with black hair and green eyes remarked.

"What, Dad?" the auburn-haired teenager sighed.

"Where did you get the sandwich?" inquired a man with dark brown hair and blue eyes.

"If you must know, Alvin; I snatched it from some kid," the male huffed, taking a bite.

"That's my nasty boy," his father chuckled.

"Get on with it, Drago," sighed a man with green eyes and brown hair.

"Shut up, Oswald," spoke a male with dirty-blond hair and brown eyes.

"Thank you, Madguts," came the voice belonging to a man with dark brown hair and brown eyes.

"You're not welcome, Eretson," the man smirked.

"Okay, while you old people bicker…Can I leave?" the auburn-haired male snarked in annoyance.

"Oh, I raised you well, boy," Drago grinned. "But no, you can't. I brought you here for a reason; there's been a change of events and chance rising,"

"Go on," said a girl with short black hair and blue eyes.

"You five, have been selected to go to another school…" Drago paused as the five teenagers in the room waited for the rest. "On Archian Isle,"

"What?!" the five yelled in shock and anger.

"I'm not going to some private, prissy, stupid school," the auburn-haired teen crossed his arms over his chest.

"Let me finish," Drago yelled, silencing the room. "You will go to Archian Isle, attend Archia Prep, and find the key that opens the barrier. Don't you see, my son? We've waited almost seventeen years for a chance like this, to get off the island, and seek revenge for our imprisonment. You five have the chance to leave and doing so will allow you to locate the key or object that can open and break the barrier that way we can return to Archian Isle and dominate them,"

"Fine, whatever," the male muttered.

"Good. Now, all of you go pack. You leave tomorrow," Drago stated.

"Yes, Drago," the four friends replied.

"Yes, Father," the auburn-haired said. The four left with their father's as Drago motion for his son to come towards him.

"Beyond the barrier, you will be able to use your powers, Bolverk," Drago informed firmly. "I'm certain you recall your lessons, despite magic being useless here?"

"Of course," the male, Bolverk, nodded.

"Use them as needed, but don't overdo it," Drago ordered. "I want you to wear this while you're on Archian Isle, Bolverk," he held out a silver chained necklace that had a metal dragon claw shape holding light blue spherical gem. "It's been in the family a long time, and you will wear it proudly among those people. Act accordingly to avoid being kicked out and sent back here, but don't be afraid to remind people who you are if you feel they need that reminder,"

"Got it," Bolverk responded as he placed the chain around his head and adjusted the placement on his neck.

"And take this," Drago handed him a black journal with a silver crest of a dragon on it. "It's my spell book, use as needed as well. Do not fail me, Bolverk," Drago stared intently.

"I won't," Bolverk assured.

"Good," Drago nodded. Bolverk headed to his room to pack his stuff to temporarily move to Archian Isle, not looking forward to it at all.

. . .

(Sunday, 12/01/2019-11:30 am)
(Outcast Island; Barrier Gate)

The five stood in line as a white limousine was parked in front of them and two people were packing up the bags in the trunk. Bolverk watched as his friends slid into the vehicle as he glanced back at his father, who gave him a single nod. Bolverk just moved to get into the car and close the door. The car began to pull away towards the gate. Bolverk accidentally hit a button that dropped a window showing the front of the car as they saw it about to drive off the edge. Suddenly, a blue light formed around the car and stretched across the water to Archian Isle; it was like a bridge of entirely magic.

"Hey," Bolverk got the attention of the driver. "Did this button open the barrier?"

"No, that's just to the TV, lights, and windows," the driver informed. "And this one, does this," he pressed something that closed the window between them. Bolverk grinned a little as he sat back.

"Oh, cruel. I like that guy," said the girl with dark brown hair and green eyes.

. . .

(12:15 pm)
(Archian Isle; Archia Preparatory)

The car pulled up to the entrance of the school as people were standing around with welcome signs, a band playing a cheerful tune, and other things that made the teenagers despise this whole thing.

"Ugh, it's sickeningly happy," said a male with bright blonde hair and deep blue eyes.

"Deal with it," Bolverk rolled his eyes. "We do what we came for and we can go home," he added. The driver opened the door for them as they filed out to see everything better. Standing on the steps of the school was the king and queen with the princess and a few others.

"Welcome! Welcome to Archian Isle," came a female voice; she had short blonde hair and green eyes. "I am Mala, Headmistress of Archia Preparatory. We're so delighted you're here,"

"Emphasis on the light," Eret mumbled, referring to how sunny and bright it was on this island. Bolverk rolled his eyes and smacked him in the gut.

"Shut it," Bolverk ordered. "Thanks for the…Warm welcome, I suppose,"

"Allow me to introduce King Stoick, and Queen Valka," Mala smiled.

"Greetings," Stoick said.

"Pleasure to have you with us," Valka stated. "Well, I think we should let our daughter handle things from here, dear," she added.

"Yes. They're all yours," Stoick nodded, a hand on the shoulder of his daughter, Astrid, who smiled brightly, stepping down more to be closer. Next to her was a man with curly brown hair, blue eyes and freckles on his face.

"Welcome to Archian Isle, I am Astrid Haddock," Astrid introduced.

"Princess Astrid," the male beside her corrected. "Soon to be queen,"

"And this is Thuggory," Astrid continued.

"Prince Thuggory Meatsen of Meathead. My father is-," Thuggory began.

"Mogadon Meatsen. Yes, I know," Bolverk interrupted. "We may be cut off from the rest of you, but every new person you banish brings updates with them," he retorted.

"I'm Astrid's boyfriend. Isn't that right, Asty?" Thuggory added in, holding Astrid's hand.

"Yes, it is," Astrid said, though, she seemed annoyed at how Thuggory was behaving. "We're excited to have you with us," Astrid directed the conversation in a different direction.

"Would you like to introduce yourselves?" Mala hoped.

"Heather Berserk, daughter of Oswald & Rania Berserk," said the girl with brown hair and green eyes. Heather wore a white shirt with a gray jacket, black ankle boots, a gray skirt, and black leggings. Astrid made her way in front of each to shake their hands.

"Eret Trapp, son of Eretson," Eret, the male with brown hair and amber eyes, responded; he wore a dark blue pants, gray shirt, and brown leather jacket.

"Soren Axall, son of Madguts Axall and Magna Vollan," Soren, the man with blonde hair and blue eyes, revealed. He was sporting black sneakers, a green shirt, black vest with the sleeves ripped off, and brown pants.

"Olivia Ogglebert, daughter of Alvin & Maeva Ogglebert," Olivia gave a half-assed bow. Olivia had on knee-high brown boots, white leggings, a brown skirt, and red shirt.

Bolverk crossed his arms over his chest, grinning a bit. "Bolverk Bludvist," he stated as the area went eerily quiet. "Son of Drago Bludvist," he added. Astrid stood before him, shaking Bolverk's hand. Bolverk wore black pants tucked into to leather boots, he also had on a red shirt with the symbol for the Strike Class dragons on it in a gray pattern. Bolverk also wore a black leather jacket and sported a black satchel resting against his left hip with the insignia for the Outcasts in red on the flap to open the bag. His whole demeanor read bad boy. As their hands touched, and began to move in the shaking each other's fashion; their eyes met and locked onto one another for a moment before Bolverk pulled his hand away from hers. Astrid shook it off and smiled to the five.

"Come, I think we've spent enough time outside. I'll give you a tour, and we'll get you all settled in," Astrid clapped her hands together. "Come, come; this way," Astrid invited. Sighing, or audibly groaning; the five followed Astrid into the school as others began to disperse from the area. All Bolverk wanted to do was find the key to the barrier and get the hell out of dodge, fast.