Okay, to the people who've read my drabbles and asked for this I caved, this is the first chapter of the crossover.

Disclaimer: They belong to dreamworks.

"Bleh" Talking

"bleh" Thinking or monologue.

When I first woke up, I had no idea where I was. Everything was so strange and confusing.

An eighteen year old girl lay on her back with a giant black dragon curled around her. The girl's eyes slowly fluttered open, confusion gracing her features.

But when I saw the moon, everything felt safe and right. Like I could trust it. It was just so warm and inviting.

The girl stared at the moon for a moment more before slowly sitting up and looking around. The trees in the forest she was in were all yellow, orange, brown, and red with leaves falling, signaling it was autumn. Said girl smiled at the sight, before looking to her left and gasping at the large beast that lay curled up around her. The noise woke the dragon up and he lifted his head to look at the girl in front of him.

Her eyes looked into his acid green ones and before she could stop herself, she said "Toothless…"

The dragon purred in response seeming to remember that was its name. The girl smiled before looking down at herself. She was wearing a light green tunic, burnt at the hem and what looked like a scorched fur vest, darker green leggings with more burn marks on them and one fur lined boot on her right foot.

A glint of light caught her eye, and she looked next to her left foot and saw a small dagger. She cautiously picked it up looking at the reflection in the blade. It wasn't a perfect reflection like one can see when looking in water, but it was all that she had. Who knew daggers made acceptable mirrors?

Her face had more freckles than she could count. Her eyes were dark green that seemed to have a yellow ring around the pupil. Her hair was auburn, highlighted with red, making it almost seem like fire in certain light. Her hair was also shaggy and hit just below her shoulders. The girl slowly stood up twirling the dagger in her hand a bit before pointing it at a tree. The tree's few green leaves suddenly turned red and orange. The girl gasped before an idea struck her. She took her free hand and made a sweeping motion

The effect was instant; a small breeze blew through and started to make leaves fall. The girl smiled brightly before laughing making even more leaves fall. She danced as the leaves did, allowing the autumn breeze to take her where it wanted to. It was a most beautiful dance indeed, one of pure joy and energy, yet soothing and relaxing. Every move she made, the leaves followed. Leaves turned from green to yellow to red and orange. Then they spun around her, like she was coordinating some sort of dance of the leaves.

She spun a last time before she felt a huff on her back. She turned around and smiled up at Toothless reaching out to pet his snout. Suddenly, a yellowish glow caught her (and Toothless') eye. They both looked toward the glow in the distance, figuring it must be a village. The dragon leaned down and made a gesture for her to get on his back. She smiled and did so, and couldn't help but feel like she belonged there, on the back of Toothless.

They flew fast and landed in mere seconds. The girl slid off of the dragon's back looking around the village.

"Umm excuse me?" She asked looking at the people all round "Can someone help me?"

She looked to Toothless for some help before turning to ask someone else. Just when she did a large man walked right through her. She shrieked and fell to the ground scrambling back a few feet as a woman walked through her as well. Toothless was beside her in a second people moving through him as well. Toothless got her on to his back and flew off back to the forest as fast as he could.

The girl slid off of the dragon's back clutching her chest and breathing hard. She looked up to the moon for an explanation.

My name is Hiccup; I'm the Harbinger of Autumn, that is the last, and only thing the Man in the moon ever told me.

300 years later

Darkness. That's the first thing I remember.

A figure is seen floating in a lake below the ice. A boy with hair as white as snow and skin as pale began to rise. He was dressed in a white blouse topped with a brown vest, an animal hide cloak, brown pants and no shoes.

It was dark and it was cold and I was scared, but then…

The boy started floating upwards his ice blue eyes fluttering open.

I saw the Moon, and it was so big and bright that I wasn't afraid anymore.

The boy's body floated upward and then trough the ice. He was panting, frantically looking around before settling, looking up at the moon for comfort. He slowly descended back on to the lake's surface instantly freezing the water particles beneath his feet. Looking at his hands as he did so.

He looked around and took a few steps. His foot suddenly kicked a something on the ice. The boy looked down at the staff in wonder poking it with his toe a couple of times. Beautiful frost patterns climbed rapidly upon the wood as he poked it. The teen reached down and picked the staff up carefully, running his hands along the surface of the wood. He felt some powerful spark and dropped the unhooked end of the staff to the ground.

A fernlike frost pattern formed from where the staff hit the ground. The boy looked at the frost in wonder before moving toward two trees on the edge of the lake. He tapped the staff to the trunk of one of the trees and the frost pattern, once again, appeared. The boy ran his hand along the wood looking closer at its frost patterns, enjoying the fact he had made it.

He started bouncing in excitement before tapping the staff on the other tree. The boy started laughing as he ran along the surface of the lake, letting the staff drag along the ground and creating more frost. The wind suddenly picked up the boy and took him into the air, giving him a view of his work and the area surrounding the lake.

The boy smiled at the view before the wind stopped cradling him, and he fell into a tree landing hard on one of the sturdier branches. Nonetheless, he laughed as he sat up and looked over toward a light in the distance belonging to a small village. He flew unsteadily toward the village before crash landing in the middle of it. The boy stood up laughing as he dusted dirt and snow off of his clothes.

He smiled and walked to some people saying things like "Hello." and "Ma'am." The people ignored him. He tried asking where he was but again, no one answered him and continued on their way. The boy looked around confused before a woman walked though him.

Hurt, the teen jumped back in shock, gasping in pain. A young girl than walked through him and then two running children and a dog. Panic rose rapidly in the boy, but he mustered enough wind to flee the scene. When he landed, he took a few moments to catch his breath and looked up to the moon.

"My name is Jack Frost, how do I know this? The moon told me so."

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