Hello readers! This is my first HTTYD fanfic. Comment what you like and enjoy!

-Shadow

Prologue

It was night in Berk. One of the darkest nights, for there was no moon in the sky. All was silent except for the hooting of an owl and crunching of leaves under an old man's boot. The old man smiled as he walked through the leafy woods. This was how he liked his nights. Silent and dark.

"Come now, Fungus," the old man muttered slyly to a small sheep that was trotting faithfully beside him. Fungus let out a soft baa and continued to follow the old man. The man continued to walk stealthily through the forest until he reached a collection of docks at the edge of the small island. When he saw a wooden ship sailing up to one, the old man couldn't resist a toothy grin. Soon, the dragons would be gone from Berk.

The ship anchored near the dock, and a large man with a rather bushy beard stepped off board. He smirked proudly at the flag that was waving at the top of his ship; the Outcast Flag. Any other viking on Berk would have fled in fear to tell the chief, Stoik the Vast, about the predicament, but not this old man. This is what he had come for.

For the first time, the old man stepped out of the bushes he had been hiding behind. The large viking's smirk instantly turned into a scowl. He drew an bludgeon from his belt that looked like it was capable of inflicting nasty blows.

"What do you want," growled the man with the bushy beard, his voice rough and scratchy.

The old man took a deep breath and said, "My name is Mildew, and I've got a preposition for you."

Chapter One

"But Dad, Toothless wouldn't do something like that! It must have been Mildew! Why else would he be all the way on this side of town?"

"I know, Hiccup, but there's nothing I can do. Mildew's got the village calling for the dragons' heads," replied Hiccup's father Stoik the Vast. Hiccup sighed, down-casting his eyes. It was bad enough his father had sent all of the dragons off of Berk, but now he had to go and fix Mildew's roof. Ruffnut, Tuffnut, Snotlout, and Fishlegs all were "busy" (though Fishlegs only because Snotlout had talked him into it), and Astrid was helping Mulch and Bucket fix their food shortage problem. Wonderful.

Hiccup slouched as he walked out of the Hall. He called for Toothless, and the Night Fury instantly appeared at his side. Toothless seemed to give him a look that said 'You'll survive' as Hiccup hoisted himself onto his back. Hiccup couldn't help but show off as he felt the amazing sensation of flying once again. Every while, he and Toothless would to a loop, a drop, or some other kind of trick that would have everyone gaping in awe... if they were here. But they weren't here. They were happily doing their everyday business while he, Hiccup, went to repair Mildew's roof. Hiccup knew that he should stop feeling sorry for himself, but then he was reminded where they were going. They landed smoothly, and Hiccup slipped himself off of Toothless's back.

"See ya later, Bud," he murmured to his friend. And off Toothless went. Hiccup tried his best to look brightened and knocked on the front door. Mildew answered with a scowl. He nodded to a pile of wood and nails, handed Hiccup a hammer, and muttered, "Get to work."

Hiccup didn't hesitate to obey. As he was hammering, he looked down through the gigantic hole in the roof. Mildew wasn't in his house! After struggling with himself for a few seconds, his curiosity got the better of him. He slipped a rope through the hole, and carefully lowered himself down into the older viking's house.

It didn't take long for him to notice something sticking out from underneath a curtain. He quickly pulled the curtain back, finding instruments he had never seen before on the other side. 'Finally, I have proof' he thought joyfully as he examined them closer. There were two boots shaped exactly like Zippleback footprints, and a rod with claws at the end that could have easily been seen as the claws marks of a Monstrous Nightmare. Where Mildew had gotten something so evenly spaced, Hiccup had no idea.

"Looking for something?" came a slow, drawling voice from behind him. Hiccup froze, then slowly turned his head to see Mildew looking viciously into his eyes. Hiccup couldn't say anything, so he just glared at the old viking.

"I knew it," he growled softly. "It's all your fault." To his surprise, Mildew just grinned.

"Come on boy," he said gleefully. "We're taking you to see your father." Hiccup cursed inside his head as Mildew grabbed hold of his arm, plucked the instruments from his hands, and led him out to the gaping cliff that was next to his house. He threw the boots and the claw rod into the ocean, and started leading Hiccup away from his house. It took Hiccup a while to realize that they were going in the completely opposite direction of his father's house. In fact, they were going into the woods!

"Where are we going?" asked Hiccup, startled, but Mildew didn't reply and kept leading him farther and farther into the endless sea of green leaves. Hiccup struggled and wrenched himself from the grasp of the old man.

"Where are we going?" he demanded again, "We're going the opposite direction from town." Mildew scowled.

"Your father had some business to do down at the docks. We're going there." Why would Stoik tell Mildew that? Hiccup was unsure whether to trust Mildew or not. He Eventually decided to go with Mildew. After all, he could have gone to town while Hiccup was fixing the roof, and if his father really was down there, he'd get in more trouble than he was already in. That is, if he ran away. In no time, they were at the docks.

Hiccup took in the sight in front of him. There was a ship there; an Outcast ship. Hiccup's eyes widened and he began turning to run. A few seconds later, he found himself looking into the face of Berk's oldest and most feared enemy, Alvin the Treacherous.

Alvin gave a big smirk and said in a loud, strong voice, "Hello, Dragon Conqueror!"