How To Be A Dragon Whisperer

Summary: Tom's just a 15 year old kid, but because of his viking heritage, he's going to be in for a wild ride.

I watched how to train your dragon two weeks ago, and after reading some of the fics for it, I got inspired to do my own. I do not own anything but my OC Tom, the movie belongs to dreamworks pictures.

Chapter 1: Meeting my Great Grandad

I'm not really good at introducing myself, but I'll try my best anyway; my name is Tom Haddock, I know, isn't it a weird last name? I'm 15 years old, I have brown eyes and red hair, the hair seems to be part of the family, since everyone on my fathers' side seems to have it. I should explain that too, you see, I'm actually american on my mothers' side of the family, but I'm also half scottish on my dads. I'm more in tune with my american half though, I can't even do a scottish accent, but there's one thing that I like about my dad's heritage that I always appreciated the most... it was that we were descendants to vikings. After I learned about it, I've been doing my best to get strong, I always work out, I learned how to fight, and as a bonus, I study every day to do good at school. Weird though, even though I work out, I'm still as skinny as a wooden stick, but dad said it's just another part of the family, just like our red hair. You know, I actually remember when I learned about my vicking heritage.

(Flashback)

I was five years old back then, my grandad was living with us, back then he was my best friend, I remember when he first told me the story. "Tom, how about I tell you a story about your heritage?"

"My heritage?" I asked

"Yes, you see, our family are actually descendants of vikings," Grandad answered. "Vikings are brave warriors, they would fight dangerous battles, showing no fear at all, they would fight dragons, monsters, and even other vikings. Dragons were the most trouble, vikings were in a full scale war with them, but there was one viking that ended it... but it wasn't a way everyone thought it would be."

"What do you mean?" I asked

"You see, unlike other vikings, this viking was completely useless, everyone thought he wouldn't be a viking at all, even his dad thought that way... and he was the chief of the island the vikings lived in."

"Grandad, if this viking was useless, then how was he the one who stopped the war?" I asked.

"That's what's so surprising about this viking, he was able to stop the war with the help of a dragon," When he talked about the dragons, I just got so into things that it would've been addicting. "This dragon was legendary, it was the fiercest of them all, but that one viking was actually able to tame the beast. The viking wasn't much, he was a teenager and scrawny, he was weak, but he was still able to tame the beast, and soon he became friends with that dragon. The other vikings didn't like that, they ended up locking it in chains and using it to find the dragons nest. When they did, they realized that the dragons were slaves to an even larger dragon, the dragon was the size of a mountain, and it would've killed every viking there. But then something amazing happened, the young viking and other viking children came to the rescue, flying on dragons."

Now that had me interested, who wouldn't be interested, to fly on an actual dragon, it sounded so cool, and I wanted to fly one too. "What happened next, please tell me!"

"Well, the young viking used his dragon and fought the giant beast, it was almost impossible to anyone else, but he was able to defeat it easily," Grandad said, smiling. "But at a price, for when he woke up after the battle, he lost his right leg."

My Grandad was just silent after that, it was like he wanted to plea for the end, though I kind of did anyway. "What happened next, what happened?"

He only laughed at my enthusiasm. "When he woke up, he saw something amazing in his village... the dragons and the vikings were now living together in peace. Do you want to know something else?"

"What Grandad?" I asked

"That young viking was actually your great ancestor... his name was Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III."

(End Flashback)

When he told me that, I couldn't help but laugh as a kid, but that story made me wish to be a viking; as I got older, my grandpa died of old age, I was sad back then. I wanted to ask him more questions about the story, like what kind of viking name is Hiccup? It's not like I don't like it, I mean, he saved his whole village and dragons from a giant dragon, so there's no reason to insult him about it. "Hey, Tom!"

"Oh, hey Ken." I replied.

Ken's my best friend, he has black hair and wears red eye contacts, most people see him as an emo, I mean he does listen to metal and watch anime, he also got me into it, but he's pretty normal; we went to the arcade after school, and I was about to leave until he caught me. "You weren't gonna leave me, were you?"

"Sorry, I gotta get home before dark, you know that." I answered.

"Right, then let me at least walk with you, we do live on the same street." Ken said, smiling.

"Right." So we started walking.

"So Tom, I wanted to ask this for a while, how come you don't join the track at school?" Ken asked.

"Why, it's not my style."

"Are you kidding, but you're the most athletic person at school," Ken explained. "Not to mention the smartest, you got high honors last semester!"

"Your point?" I asked

"My point, how come you don't take advantage of your skills!?"

"Oh, because they're not really useful for things like that."

"Not useful," It wasn't that hard to tell that Ken couldn't understand what I meant. "Oh, I get it, you mean you want to fight dragons right?"

"You know, ever since I told you I had a viking heritage, it feels like you've just been making fun of it," I scoffed. "Besides, I don't want to fight dragons, I want to ride them."

"They don't exist, even if they did, they're dead now."

"I know that, but it's not that bad to wish for it," I replied.

"I guess not, it would be cool though, probably would be kickass to be a viking." He said, smiling.

Yeah, it would be fun, it would be the best thing ever, but even I know that would never happen; it wasn't that long until we got to my house, and after I said goodbye to Ken, I came in to find my mom. "Hey Mom, I'm home."

"Welcome back, Tom." She welcomed.

Like I said before, my Mom is American, she has blond hair and brown eyes, which is where I got mines from. Her job relies on her medical skills, she could fix dislocated bones, sew stitches, and treat ones as well, I thought that would be useful as well, so I asked her to teach me how. "How was school?"

"Same as always, then I went to the arcade and owned Ken 45 times in tatsunoko vs capcom," I smirked, I just had to say it, even thought she had no idea what I was talking about. "So Mom, save any lives today at the hospital?"

(A/N: That actually happen to me and my cousin, and he's a total sore loser lol!)

"Not really, I had nothing but paperwork today, so I couldn't do anything else." Mom answered.

"Too bad, maybe next time, so what's for dinner?"

In all honesty, I was glad she didn't do anything dangerous, my Mom is the only thing I have left for a family; you see, my dad died in a bank robbery when I was 8, he worked there. Mom usually works all nighters, and because of that, I'm usually home alone, it's not bad, but sometimes I like the company. There wasn't much to talk about in dinner, we mostly kept quiet, neither one of us talked until I was done. "I'm gonna go to bed early, goodnight."

"Goodnight Tom... I love you." She said, smiling.

"I Love you too."

I just went in my room and collapsed on my bed, I didn't even feel like taking off my clothes, the day was so tiring that I just felt like sleeping. 'It feels like I have no meaning in this time, whatever I do wouldn't be helpful to anyone. I wish I could see what it was like, I wish... I could be a real viking.'

That thought was all that went through my head as I fell asleep, drifting into a small dream. I felt something, a warm feeling on my face, I thought it was my bedroom light, but I never turned it on; when I opened my eyes, I saw the sun shining in the sky like a star at night. It was weird, but what's weirder is that I found myself laying in the middle of a forest. I stood up to get a better look at where I was, but nothing looked familiar to me. "Where am I, I never saw this place before."

That's when I heard something, a monsterous growl started to echo in the backround, I had no idea what it was. It roared again, but it was closer than before, it was walking towards me. What could I do, I would run, but I would get even more lost; the next thing I heard was a piece of wood breaking, and it was real close, that's when I saw it. 'I-Is that what I think it is?'

I couldn't believe my eyes, this creature was as black as night, it had green eyes that were slits, like cat eyes. It had black ears that were lowered down, it had black bat wings, and a tail fin that... wait, one of them is wooden, that's weird. 'I can't believe it, it's a real dragon.'

The dragon got closer to me, its growling getting even louder as it closer, I had no idea what I was supposed to do, but the only thing I could think of was to stand still so it wouldn't attack; the dragon just circled around me, smelling me from front and back. 'Stay calm, don't do anything, just... what?'

The dragons eyes turned from slits to regular circles, and it gave off a pur. For some reason, I could've sworn it said "Why do you have my humans' scent?" Was I losing my mind? "Did you just talk to me?"

"Toothless, where are you!?" A voice shouted

That voice came from nowhere, but it sounded close to me. "Toothless, is that your name?"

The dragon didn't do anything at first, but then its lips started to form a smile, I saw that he actually had no teeth at all. "So, I'll take that as a yes."

The voice from before appeared in front of me, and to my surprise, it was a guy my age. It's weird, besides the blue eyes, I look just like this guy, we're the same height, same red hair... we're skinny, and holy crap, the guys' right leg is fake! It only went to his knee, it was wooden, and the end of it had a metal part. "There you are... oh, hello."

"Uh... hi," I was a little too distracted from the guys prostetic leg to make a good response. "Sorry, the leg kind of surprised me."

"Trust me, I was surprised when I first saw it a month ago," He replied, I saw Toothless walk over to his side. "Sorry if my friend was bothering you."

"He wasn't, he looked pretty fond of me."

"That's weird, usually it takes a while for him to trust anyone," The boy said, petting the back of Toothless' ear. "By the way, my name's Hiccup."

"Oh, my... did you say your name is Hiccup?" I asked

"Yeah, it's a weird name for a viking right?"

His name is Hiccup, he's a viking, and he has a dragon. This can't be the guy I'm thinking of, but this boy fits the same discription my grandad gave in his story; I guess it's true... this is my great, great, great, great... you know what, there's just too many greats, so I'm gonna say this is my great grandad, Hiccup. "Um, are you ok?"

"Huh, yeah I'm fine." I answered

"You know, I've never seen you in Berk, your clothes are pretty strange too." Hiccup stated.

My clothes, that's right, I never took off my clothes when I got home, so I still have what I'm wearing. A pair black jeans, and a red shirt with white wings. "Oh... I'm from a place far away, I traveled here in a small boat by myself."

"That makes since, do you need any help getting around?" Hiccup asked

"I'll be fine, I'm a viking too, so I know how to survive." I assured

"Okay then, I'll see you later," Hiccup just started walking... or limping away with Toothless by his side, like he was trying to make sure he didn't fall. "Oh yeah, I never got your name."

That's right, I'd give him my name, but maybe I should give a name more viking sounding. "My name is Tomithias, but everyone calls me Tom for short."

"Right, see ya, Tom." Hiccup said, I also heard Toothless say something in a dragon tounge.

'Wait, what did Toothless mean when he said there was another dragon in this forest?' I thought

I heard another loud roar, but it was coming from behind me; something told me to just leave it alone, but something else told me to see what it was. 'I just met my great grandad and his dragon, not to mention I'm in the past. I have no idea how this happened, but I guess I'll check this place out.'

To be conitnued

How is this for a first chapter, I hope this is alright. Chapter 2 coming soon.