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my fifth story Yay

Chapter 1: Welcome to Berk

Let me tell you about Berk: it's twelve days north of Hopeless and a few degrees south of freezing to death. Nice place...depending on when you go. It's located solidly on the meridian of misery. I hope you have your boats ready to make the journey. My village, in a word: Sturdy. It has been on this island for seven generations but all the houses there, are new. We had to rebuild them so many times that nothing that was there the previous month remains. My name is Hiccup. Not the best name I know but I've learned to live with it. The people think that if you give someone a name like that it would scare away trolls but all it's ever really done is give others a reason to look down on me. I'm sure you've heard this so many times before from either fairy tale books or the stories your mom tells you to get you to sleep. You know the loser kid meets someone special, they go off on an adventure, save the day and everyone hails him as a hero…..but, not me. I've lived on the island all my life and I was considered the runt of the village. No friends, a disappointed father and always bullied by the kids my age. I don't hate my village but sometimes I wonder what it would be like if I just ran away. Would my dad notice? Would the villagers be happy? Would….. My old friend, start to miss me. I sorta found out a few years ago. For some reason, at certain times of the month, I always sleepwalk out of the village and I would wake up the next morning in a cove, deep in the forest, somewhere past Raven's point. I come back in the morning and everyone seems to not even care that I wasn't in the village in the early morning. But when they see me, they start to give a sigh of defeat and begin to whisper behind my back. My dad wouldn't even realize that I wasn't in my bed until he saw me outside, but I didn't blame him really, I mean he is the chief of the village. My old friend no longer accepted my existence so there would never be any greetings between us…and that hurt me a lot. But after a couple of years of that, I got over it. She got over it a lot faster though.

Usually, after I say good morning to dad, he would send me off to meet with Gobber: the one-armed, one-legged jovial blacksmith. He was my mentor and after a time my second father. I became his apprentice when my dad said I needed to build some muscles and helping out in the forge would do that. So this is my day to day routine: wake up, help out in the forge, eat and then go to sleep.

Oh wait, I also like to build things. Most of my life, I would always have these ideas in my head that could help the village. Unfortunately, a lot of them have caused problems. Gobber would help me fix up my inventions but I would never say that he was part of them. It keeps him out of trouble.

That was my day for a few years and I couldn't really complain. Although ...remember how I said I would sleepwalk on certain nights? Well, no one ever really cared about it, even when I would do it before our village was attacked by our pests. Now when I say pests I don't mean like mice or coyotes, no the ones we have are much more of a problem.

But I guess that I've been rambling too much. Let me tell you my story and how my life was never meant to be normal

~Berk~

Stoick was in the middle of commanding his men as his village was in the middle of burning down. A Viking ran up to him and he turned to face him "what have we got?"

"We have some Gronckles and Nadders. there is a small group of Zipplebacks on the other side of the village right now."

Stoick nodded as he looked around "any Monstrous Nightmares?"

"None so far"

"Good"

Stoick then ran off, giving orders to his men, watching them beat down dragons, capture them and killing them. He stopped when a Zippleback landed in front of him "you face death beast." he said as he pulled out an ax and got ready. He jumped to the right to avoid the Zippleback's left head that snapped at him. He ducked under the second head and grabbed its neck in his arm. The other head began to move in a way that showed it was about to bite at Stoick. Timing it right he moved the head in his arms into the oncoming bite from the free head, getting it to bite around the second head's neck. The second screeched in pain from being bitten which caused the first head to immediately release it and reel back in shock. Since the dragon was in the middle of this action from what they just did, Stoick ran forward and swiped his ax to one of the Zipplebacks necks, cutting it off. The remaining head shrieked in horror at seeing this but it didn't have the chance to do anything else since Stoick cut the remaining head off as well. After watching the body of the dragon drop to the ground, he began to run off, deeper into the village. Stoick got to his destination: The forge. He saw many Vikings at the window yelling for their weapon to be fixed, or demanding for bolas, spare hammers, swords or axes. Making his way past the window he entered the forge "GOBBER!"

Gobber, who was sharpening a sword looked back at who was yelling "Ah Stoick, nice of ya to drop by."

"Where is Hiccup?"

Gobber went back to sharpening the sword "ye tell me. Haven' seen the lad tonigh'. Could be one of his special nights."

Stoick knew what Gobber meant. It was one of the nights that Hiccup would be out of the village. Stoick never understood why Hiccup would do this but he never thought to ask, since some of the times it was when the dragons would raid. Stoick came to the assumption that Hiccup found a place to hide during the Dragon raids. He always asked the boy where it was but Hiccup always said it was his safe place. After attempting to get an answer out of the boy, and never getting it, Stoick just let Hiccup keep his secret safe gave up trying to understand Hiccup. Giving a heavy sigh, Stoick nodded "fine. If he comes in, keep him here!" and with that Stoick left to get back into the fight.

Stoick was giving commands to all the Vikings he passed and was making his way to the catapults. Once he made it to catapult three (random one really) he got up to the shooter "you good on boulders?"

The soldier, who was another burly man with brown hair, looked to his chief "aye chief! Plenty enough to take down these beasts!"

Stoick nodded as this was good news. Before he could say anything they all heard a high pitched whistling.

"What is that?" asked one of the surrounding Vikings

Stoick was just as confused as his men as he had never heard this sound before. But his eyes caught something flying in his peripheral. Turning to his left he was able to see a quick blue orb fly down and destroy catapult one. "WHAT IN THOR'S NAME WAS THAT?!"

Everyone was shocked still when they saw one of their catapults destroyed so easily. Stoick heard the building whistling sound again and he immediately knew what it was "ABANDON THE CATAPULTS!" he pushed his men away from the catapults knowing that they were in danger. Suddenly he saw Catapult five destroyed just as easily as the first one. He looked up into the sky to see if he could see what it was that shot the catapult. This was something they haven't seen before. His thoughts were stopped again as the whistle was heard once more. This time he didn't have to say anything as all the men jumped down from the catapult, just in time, as not a second later, it was completely destroyed. Stoick landed on the ground and looked around to see if anyone was hurt. The men from catapult 3 were fine, if not a bit bruised and shocked, but he could see the bodies of one and 5. He saw and heard the other catapults being destroyed and he couldn't even see what it was. After a bit, he ran back into the village as he now knew that without the catapults, there would be more dragons entering into the village

"FOOD STORAGE!"

Stoick stopped as he heard this and grimace for a minute before running towards the warehouse that had the food they stored for the winter. Once he made it there he saw that there were Nadders, Gronkles and even Terrible Terrors flying away with their food. Running towards the warehouse, he didn't notice a dragon above him until it landed in front of him. Stoick stared into the eyes of a Monstrous Nightmare. "You foul beasts!" he pulled out his Warhammer and slammed it into the dragon's head.

The Monstrous Nightmare reeled back from the first hit but got it's bearings back and lit itself on fire before it pounced at the man.

Stoick jumped to the side and grabbed onto its horns "time to end you". With all his strength he began to twist the dragon's head, and even if the dragon was thrashing in resistance, he kept twisting. With a quick motion, Stoick snapped the dragon's neck and dropped it to the ground. His hands and arms had slight burns but it wasn't anything he wasn't used to. Turning to the warehouse he saw that it was now just a pile of burning rubble. He looked up and saw that the dragons were leaving with more than they have ever gotten before. His eyes widened when he caught a glimpse of the mysterious new dragon. He could not see much as it blended in with the cloudy night sky. "You foul beasts will fall soon. When we find your nest and destroy it". Stoick than left to go over what was lost in this raid

~next day at noon~

Stoick was walking through the village with Gobber as they just left the great hall, where they had a meeting about the new dragon that appeared last night

"So? You come up wit a way for that there 'Night Fury?"

Stoick grimaced as he remembered the damage the newly dubbed Night Fury did to the catapults "I didn't even get a chance to see it. It blends too well in the night. By Thor's name, it was impossible to see. It truly is a beast of darkness but when we find the nest and destroy it, the foul creature should leave if we do not kill it." Stoick then sighed as he thought about the previous nest hunts "Yet we still can't find that cursed nest."

"Shame that"

"Hey, dad."

Stoick looked behind him to see his ten-year-old son coming from the direction of the forest "Hiccup. Good to see you safe, son"

Hiccup walked up to his father while looking around at the village "Was there another raid?"

Gobber patted the boy in the back "aye lad. Wish ya were here to help me out."

Hiccup looked sheepish at this "sorry Gobber"

Gobber laughed at this "no worries lad. Good thing you were in your lil hiding spot. New dragon arrived and …." Gobber let the sentence hang as he looked over to the destroyed catapults

Hiccup followed Gobbers sight and saw the destroyed the catapults "Woah, what dragon was it?" he asked with a bit of awe in his eyes

Stoick glared at the destroyed defenses "We have called it the 'Night Fury, the unholy offspring of lighting…..and death'" Stoick said the last part softly as he gazed to the covered bodies that were a distance away, he was thankful that Hiccup did not follow his line of sight

Hiccup, however, had heard what Stoick said and it caused his mood to dropped.

Stoick took a deep breath and looked back to his son "now Hiccup, you are to go home and stay there. I need to fix this mess."

Hiccup nodded as he began his walk back home

"Hiccup, what were you doing during your time in your hiding spot?" asked Stoick as he still wanted to know where his son went and was curious as to what he does when he goes off on his own

Hiccup paused for a second and tilted his head in thought "I…..don't really know"

Gobber scratched his head at this "ya don' know?"

Hiccup nodded "Yeah. I also don't really know how I get there. I know the way back but I don't remember going there or what I do there. I think I take naps since I wake up there a lot."

Stoick didn't like what he heard "Hiccup I want you to go see Gothi. Have her check you up."

"K dad!" Hiccup ran off towards the stairs that lead to Gothi's hilltop hut. As Hiccup made it to the stairs he stopped as he felt sudden pain on his back and ribs. He collapsed to his knees as he wrapped his arms around his chest and closed his eyes. For a few seconds, he was like that, no one noticed as everyone was so focused on fixing up the damages of their homes, and then the pain stopped "ow. What was that?". He pulled up his green shirt to look at his torso, but he couldn't see anything wrong. No bruise or cut was seen but he felt that this should still be brought up with the elder "Guess I'll tell Gothi about this too." He then continued to go up the stairs to Gothi

~5 years later~

Hiccup gasped awake as he quickly sat up from where he was lying. He was dripping sweat and his entire body was in pain but this was something he was used to. He looked around and like many times before he found himself in a cove. This was where he always ended up when he had his sleepwalking nights.

During the years he would always leave the village during the night and he would find himself here. The problem with this is that sometimes he would be away from the village for several days and nights and he wouldn't even remember what he did during that time.

He regained his breath and got up to move over to a large boulder where a couple sets of his clothes lay. For some reason a couple of years ago he started waking up naked even though he remembered going to be with his clothes on. He finished getting dressed and began to make his way back to the village. He always wondered what he did during the time he goes to the cove but he could never remember anything. He was amazed that no one would ever think to follow him but when he thought about it, why would they. Over the years his reputation got worse and worse. He wasn't like any of his fellow peers, he wasn't strong, he wasn't fast, he wasn't tough and he wasn't anything like a Viking should be. Because of this, he started to make inventions that could do all the things he couldn't do. The problem was that a lot of them didn't work very well and the ones that did work, were sabotaged by his cousin Snotlout and the twins Ruffnut and Tuffnut. His cousin and the other teens had gotten together to make their own little gang. The group comprised of Snotlout, Ruffnut, Tuffnut, Fishlegs…..and Astrid. He didn't get along with his cousin, Ruffnut, or Tuffnut as they bully him every time they could. He was once friends with Fishlegs as both of them enjoyed learning new things but after he joined the gang he would stand on the sidelines as Snotlout beat him up, so the friendship between the two soon died. Astrid was another one of his old friends that cut ties with him. But she cut it a long time ago. The two used to play when they were little kids but, for some reason, she started to avoid him which soon became not even acknowledging his existence. He wanted to know what was the reason she stopped playing with him as he had enjoyed the time they spent together. However, she would never talk to him about it and it grew harder and harder to even stay in the same room without her giving him the cold shoulder, so he just decided to let it go.

Hiccup shook his head to get rid of the thoughts as he finally made it to his village.

"HICCUP!"

Hiccup stopped when he heard the booming voice of his father. He turned around to see his father walking up to him

"Where have you been!?"

Hiccup shuffled on his feet as he started to answer "Dad I…."

Stoick held up his hand to stop him "Stop! It doesn't matter. We needed you the last few nights and your off doing Odin knows what!" Stoick sighed as he began to walk past Hiccup "Just get to Gobber."

Hiccup just hung his head as he began to walk towards the forge. The relationship between him and his father had also been getting worse. He could tell that his father wanted more from him and the look of disappointment in the man's eyes every time he looked at him, hurt him. He knew that his father wanted him to be more like a normal Viking: strong, tough, and able to kill dragons with his bare hands. Hiccup wasn't any of these and tried to work around it with his inventions. But every time one of his inventions failed, he would get a lecture on how none of them would ever be of use to the village.

Hiccup made it to the forge and grabbed his apron from the hanger

"Ah good of ya to help. Didn't expect ya till tomorrow"

Hiccup turned to Gobber and spoke with his usual sarcasm "and leave you all this work for you to do? You couldn't handle it"

Gobber laughed at this and twisted on another tool to his prosthetic hand "well, I would need someone ta hand me, me tools don't I?"

Hiccup chuckled at the little banter the two had before he went to get started on sharpening the pile of weapons on the table

~3 weeks later~

The village was under another raid and Hiccup found himself in the forge sharpening the weapons that the warriors kept bringing in. After getting most of them done Hiccup heard the voices of the teens and looked out to the village to see them putting out a fire…..which became redundant when a fireball hit the house they were trying to save. Hiccup leaned further out and watched them go by until he was picked up from his shirt by Gobber "aw come on, I need to get out there and make my mark"

Gobber put Hiccup down in the forge "Oh you made plenty of marks….all in the wrong places" he said as he gently poked the boy

"Come on! Five minutes, I'll kill a dragon…..my life will get infinitely better."

"You can't lift a hammer, you can't throw an ax…" he counted down on his fingers, "you can't even throw one of these," he said as he picked up some bolas which was taken by another Viking before it was thrown in the air to catch a fleeing Gronckle. Looking back at Hiccup who looked ready to say something, Gobber spoke up again "Look lad, I need ya help here in the forge. The last raid when ya were off doing your thing, I was barely able to get all the orders done in time and we still lost a lot thanks to the Night Fury."

Hiccup's head dropped as he knew that Gobber would need help if the Night Fury showed up

Gobber put a hand on his shoulder "You'll get ya chance one day Hiccup but for now sharpen" he said as he handed Hiccup a sword that needed sharpening

After thirty minutes of working at the forge, the familiar sound of whistling followed by an explosion was heard and Gobber took off his tool hand and placed his hammer hand on "Man the forge Hiccup, they need me out there." He made his way to the door and paused for a second before turning to Hiccup "Stay…..put…...there" he said as he pointed at Hiccup and the spot he was standing on

Hiccup gave him an incredulous look that just screamed "really?"

"You know what I mean," Gobber said before he turned around and gave out a war cry

Hiccup walked back into the forge until his eyes landed on his Bola launcher: something that he had made in order to help him capture a dragon with a bola. After he heard another whistling sound he made up his mind.

Hiccup ran through the village pushing his bola launcher and dodging Vikings that were yelling at him to get back inside. After he made it to a high point, he set up his launcher and waited for his target. He wanted to get the night fury as it was the one that caused the most damage in his village. It was also the best chance to get his father's acceptance. After a few minutes of staring at the sky, he caught a glimpse of movement. It was fast and kept hiding in the clouds before coming out to attack. Guessing it's next target being one of the few remaining catapults he took aim and when he saw movement he closed his eyes and pulled the trigger. Hearing a dragon screech of pain, he opened his eyes to watch the Night fury fall towards Ravens Point. "I hit it! I can't believe I hit it! YES! Did anyone see that?" he yelled as he spun around. Something he didn't realize was a Monstrous Nightmare sneaking up behind him. Once he heard the crunching of his invention he turned back and his mood dropped immediately "except for you."

~the following day~

"Oh, the gods hate me." Hiccup said as he shut his little notebook after he angrily scribbled in it. He was in the middle of the forest looking around for the dragon he shot down. "Some people lose their mug or knife, but no not me, I lose an entire DRAGON!" he yelled as he hit a branch that swung back to hit him in the face. Scrunching his face in pain, hiccup shook his head a bit to get the stars out of his eyes and he saw that a few feet in front of him was a trench that seemed to plow through dirt and trees. Following the trench slowly and carefully, Hiccup made his way through it until he had to climb a bit of a slope but once he looked over it he ducked down as he saw what he was looking for. Pulling out a knife, he quickly and quietly jumped over the slope and hid behind a rock. He hid for a bit and he stilled when he heard a noise coming from it. 'Oh gods, it's still alive'. He knew that he needed to kill it, so after taking a deep breath he peeked over the rock and once he got an actual look at it, he was surprised at what he saw. It was a white dragon, as white as freshly fallen snow with some parts that were an ice blue color. This was unexpected because when he heard the name Night fury, he always assumed that it would be black. In fact, in his mind, he got an image of one that looked like this one but a bit bulkier and black. Regardless Hiccup knew that this was the dragon he shot down as his bola was wrapped around it and even if it wasn't a Night Fury he could still kill it and he would still get the recognition for it. He slowly walked up to it and knelt down next to it with his knife in both hands. He jumped a bit when the dragon wiggled a bit. He looked towards its head to see that it was looking at him with its blue eyes. For some reason, he felt some sort of familiarity when he looked into its eyes but he shook his head and brought his knife up. "I'm ...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." turning to shout at its face he finished with "I AM A VIKING!" He said all this in a way to build up the courage to actually do the task. taking a deep breath he brought his knife up higher and closed his eyes readying himself to plunge it into the dragon. But after a few seconds, he cracked open his eye to see that the dragon had closed its eyes in resignation and acceptance. After seeing this, he dropped his hands to his sides and sighed in defeat "I can't do it. I just can't do it." He looked down at his knife and back to the ropes that held the dragon. "I did this." After a bit of thought, he knew he couldn't let the dragon stay trapped like this, so he began to cut the ropes.

The dragon opened its eyes when it felt the vines around it loosen. It felt its legs becoming free, then its tail and finally its wings. Once it knew it was completely free, it pounced and pinned the human against a rock

Hiccup looked up into the angry blue eyes of the dragon and he knew that he was about to die. He saw the dragon take a deep breath and he closed his eyes preparing for the coming plasma blast. But the dragon suddenly stopped breathing. Hiccup opened his eyes and looked up to see what looked like "shock" on the dragon's face. The dragon took a few steps back with the look of shock still on its face. Hiccup looked at the dragon with fear in his eyes but what came next shocked him into a panic as he heard

"...Toothless?"

End of chapter

Well here is the first chapter of MY HTTYD

I wasn't planning on doing this for a while but something happened and it got me really really bummed and this was a sort of stress relief.

This story came to mind because a thought popped up, there are so many what-ifs on HTTYD but not once have I found one with the Light fury showing up in the first movie so I figure if one does not exist then make one and maybe more will show up later from other writers

I'm going to confess that I have NOT watched the third HTTYD because I felt like if I watched it then it's the end and I don't want it to end.

There is something else too. There are two versions of this story in my head and I might write the second version later

As you may have noticed I skipped some scenes since they would mostly stay the same and I don't think you guys and girls want to read the same thing over and over again.

Before anyone says anything about how it started as a POV bit and then switched to third person, I did it intentionally since I wanted to put in my version of the movie narrative. Also just to let everyone know, in the beginning, Hiccup is Ten and then he is fifteen (first movie age)

Gobber is hard to write dialogue. Not so much for what he says but more on how he says it. I just hope you imagined his accent when you read his parts

I will need help on this story but for now, I will leave that for another time

Also if you have any suggestions on a better name for this story than let me know

for fans of my previous stories, rest assured that the next chapter for Fox in the leaf and Naruto: heir of the Digital catalyst are in the works

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