In the land of Berk, where people live along with dragons, lives a small Viking named Hiccup. Being the first ever to ride a dragon, Hiccup begins to wonder if there's something bigger out there for him. On one of his daily routines with Toothless, Hiccup meets and befriends the Winter Spirit, Jack Frost. Jack has dreamed about riding and befriending a dragon, and meeting Hiccup is his first step. To Hiccup, meeting Jack is his first step to a bigger chapter in his life. Together, the two find a threat that has been hurting Berk, a monster who stalks in and out of Berk hurting its people and dragons. Little do they know the monster threatening Berk is no one other than Pitch Black. Jack soon realizes that Pitch wants Berk covered utterly in fear and darkness, but the one light in Berk prevents him from doing so, Hiccup. Jack goes to his friend Bunnymund and tells him he must protect Hiccup at all cost. But it all comes with a pric. Bunnymund notices the day Jack doesn't return, something is wrong, so he sets off to find Jack and Hiccup. Jack gets himself captured and Bunnymund into trouble as he attempts to rescue the Winter Spirit. Hiccup realizes that it is up to him to stop Pitch and his threat to his new friends and his land, Berk.

Chapter 1

Berk, it snows nine months out of the year and hails the other three. The people and food are tasteless, but, the only upside are the pets...dragons. This was all thanks to a small...a very small...Viking named Hiccup. His name will go down throughout time as the first ever to ride a dragon. Still young, Hiccup has already become a legend throughout the lands.

Hiccup reeled in the net he cast out the night before. The net tossed to and from as he pulled and pulled. Fish.

"Perfect. Just the way Toothless likes it." He said to himself. Surprisingly, the weather was fair. Fair skies, fair sunshine… A vacation in Berk. "But this won't last." He thought. The winter days were slowly falling upon the village. Throughout this time his father was furious. Winter was harsh on them. The snow would be deep, the cold terrible, but yet they survived.

As Hiccup put the fish into his basket a thought came upon him. The thought of the Winter Spirit. Other than reading about hunting dragons when he was younger, he read about the legends of the land, and one legend was the mischievous Winter Spirit who brought the snow and the terrible cold that would put grey hairs on his dad.

"My dad would feast if he would ever get his hands on the Winter Spirit." He said. But he wondered, what would he do if he did? Tossing the thought to the back of his mind, he mounted the basket over his shoulder and made his way across the village.

People greeted him as he walked. Ever since the dragon incident, Hiccup was now as popular as his dad. More popular even, since he was the first to ever ride a dragon. It even scored him a girlfriend, Astrid. He blushed at the thought. He was always attracted to her, but before meeting Toothless, Hiccup was just a speck of dust to her eyes. But that was then, this was now, and he really liked the now.

Hiccup passed the two houses leading into the forest. He headed to the grove where a very hungry Toothless was waiting for him. He could practically walk with his eyes closed. He knew the twists and turns all too well now. As he made his way to the grove, he thought, what's in it for him now? He taught all that he knew to the people of Berk on how to train dragons. The nest was cleared and the big vicious dragon was long and dead. Every time he thought back to the glory days, a smile would cross his face.

Sure they were dangerous, sure he almost died, and sure he lost his leg, but it helped him mature; it helped find himself, the true Viking he really was. Will he ever have an adventure like he did with the dragons? Will that opportunity ever come by him again? Will he just be known as the boy who first tamed dragons?
The named honored him, but Hiccup always felt like there was more. Day by day, Hiccup couldn't shake this feeling; the feeling that there was something bigger out there and dragons where only just a small part of it.

"Why have these feeling been bugging me? What bigger thing can there be? If there is, then dragons have been the only big thing to happen in my life" He thought. Then his thinking went back to the Legends of the Land. "Now that's pretty big. I guess I wouldn't mind meeting one of those..." He thought aloud.

"I wouldn't mind meeting one of those." Jack's voice echoed through Santa's workshop as he examined an ice carving of a dragon. Ever since Jack could remember, he was always fascinated with dragons. Then he heard of a boy who trained them, the first to ever ride one. "Imagine riding a dragon..."

"Why need to when you can already fly?" North's voice broke Jack's train of thought. North was in preparations for Christmas again. Jack shot a smile to Santa.

"Well yeah, but it's a whole different feeling when you're flying on something else." Jack said. He thought back to when North let Jack ride with him in the sleigh last Christmas. He also remembered Bunny's reaction the entire night, now which was something to remember. But Jack couldn't help but feel the urge to meet a dragon, to fly on one. "Imagine just riding one of those beasts." He said.

"Well find a dragon that won't burn you to bits." North said.

"How about finding one that won't make Bunny want to hurl at every turn." Jack responded. North let out his big laugh that always warmed Jack up. Jack's thought went back to the dragons. "I've never seen one, aside from pictures. Every time I go around bringing the frost, their all asleep or just hiding from the cold. I think I did see one fly from far away though..."

"Dragons have a powerful sense. They can sense a being stronger than themselves. So it would be natural if they hide when you are near, Jack. Besides, dragons are very dangerous, very powerful against us." North said. Jack sighed. He was right. He's read how past how dragons would try to take a stand against an approaching Guardian, and how some got blown to bits. He remembered North telling him how one almost blew Bunny to bits as he was venturing bringing spring throughout the lands. The proof of the attack is hidden behind the bandages Bunny wears under his ankles. The thought made him cringe a little, but the thought of flying one of them over powered.

"But where can I find a dragon that won't want to blow me to bits. I mean there have to be dragons out there that like us and realize we don't want to hurt them right?" He asked.

"Maybe. But ever since Pitches' attack on them, they have feared us." North said.

"Which is exactly what he wanted I presume?" Jack stated. By getting the dragons to fear the Guardians meant that dragons would do anything to defend themselves, which means blowing them, the Guardians, to smithereens, which almost happened to ol'cottontail.

"All in his plan to get rid of us. A pity dragons fear us now. Because children believe and marvel them so much, they were once part of the Guardians. Turning Guardian against Guardian is a way he can distract us from protecting the children." North said.

Guardians.

"So dragons did work with our kind at one point." Jack thought. He turned to face the dragon ice sculpture. "Maybe it's about that time came again." But the trick was, finding a dragon that won't want to hurt you. That will listen and want to understand. A dragon that is tamed.

As he continued to think, he went over to Santa's little snow globes. He gently touched one with his finger, the snow inside began to spin vividly. He withdrew his hand hoping he hadn't messed it up. Then the snow came to a stop, and within the globe came a moving picture. Small grassed houses, rough looking people going through their day. Then it came to him. The moving picture on a snow globe, the only place where dragons wouldn't blow you to bits.

Berk.