Summary:

Hiccup Haddock is a budding inventor and linguist who works in the boiler room of a museum, and he firmly believes that the legendary city of Atlantis is real, dedicating much of his time to prove it's existence. When the opportunity arises to search for Atlantis, he jumps at the chance.

Yeah...if Hiccup is Milo, and I'm a Hijack fan, guess who 'Kida' will be ;)

Inspired by the image that is actually the cover art for this story, by Deviantart artist: *KT-ExReplica

There will be changes to the general storyline, it will be a bit darker. Don't expect any sex scenes...I just don't do that. No...

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But expect shirtlessness!

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And feels

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Couldn't find a script, so found the movie on Netflix and watched it repeatedly. I apologize for this first part, it is really a novelization of the start of the movie, but it will pick up the chapter after- I can begin to tweak the storyline and add parts in! I am pretty surprised this hasn't been done before as a fanfic, so here!

LET IT BE OFFICIALLY KNOWN THAT THIS IS THE FIRST RISE OF THE GUARDIANS/HOW TO TRAIN YOUR DRAGON/ ATLANTIS: THE LOST EMPIRE CROSSOVER!

((Wouldn't it be embarassing if it actually wasn't the first xD but I am pretty sure it is! I think this crossover was born to happen))

Give it a chance! :') This is just to set off the movie and establish Hiccup in the role of Milo! Jack will appear next chapter- this is just to set the scene! :) Pleasepleaseplease leave a review and let me know what you think!

EDITED: 11TH SEPTEMBER 2013

Please re-read! :D

"They'll never believe you." Mr Clausen smirked knowingly.

"I'll show them! I will make them believe" Hiccup protested.

"Like you did today, yes?"

"Yes! Well, no. How did you... Forget about them, OK? Never mind! I will find Atlantis on my own. I mean, if I have to...rent a rowboat, if I have to swim out there-!"

"Congratulations, Hiccup. This is exactly vhat I wanted to hear. But forget the rowboat, da?. We'll travel in style."

Daydreaming, Hiccup was abruptly startled awake as he bumped into the back of someone, a stick of dynamite hitting him on the head. Groaning, Hiccup picked up the piece of dynamite, and looked up into the face of the man he had bumped into. The man was tall, with tanned skin, a fair amount of muscle, a stranger hairstyle (and colour) than Hiccup's, and also looked Australian.

And...Hiccup noted...rather intimidating, magnified by the mysterious tribal tattoos that covered his arms. The man scowled at Hiccup before turning on his heel, and started to push a huge trolley of dangerous, fragile explosives.

"Um...hello?" Hiccup tapped the man on the shoulder, whom he now recognised from the files...Mr Bunnymund...E. Aster Bunnymund, demolitions expert. That would explain the large amount of...dynamite. "You forgot your dy-dynamite..hehe." he stuttered, laughing nervously.

Conversation was definately not one of Hiccup Horrendous Haddock's best features. Internally, the nervous young man groaned. There went his first impression.

Quirking one eyebrow, 'Bunny' took the piece of dynamite, before packing it back in with the others.

"What else have you, uh, got in there?" Hiccup asked timidly.

"Gunpowder, nitroglycerin, Cherry Bombs, notepads..." 'Bunny' counted on his fingers. "Fuses, wicks, glue, and... paper clips. You know em? The big ones. You know, just, ah, office supplies." Bunny glared at the teen, surprised that the list of explosives had not yet frightened off the little bugger. "Haven't ya got somewhere to be, little mate?" Bunny sneered, flexing his arms.

Gaping slightly at the audacity of the man, Hiccup shook his head, pushing his glasses back on his nose, and running his fingers through his tousled hair, adjusted his jacket, and his eyes roved until he caught sight of Mr Clausen, standing next to the man he recognized, again, from the files, as Commander Black, a stoic, black-haired man with a pin-neat army uniform, with the Atlantean symbol for 'A' emblazoned on the chest pocket. Whilst Commander Pitch Black was
rather...terrifying, with his piercing amber eyes, which contrasted with pale grey skin, he was a man Mr Clausen had mentioned fondly. Sighing in relief at a familiar face, Hiccup rushed over to the two, tightly clutching the Shepherd's Journal. Panting, he came to a stop in front of the two, who turned and smiled in a friendly manner at the young linguist.

"Hiccup! Where have you been? I vant you to meet Commander Black." Mr Clausen smiled and gestured to the man beside him. "He led ze Iceland team that brought ze Journal back."

Swallowing, Hiccup gave a nervous goofy smile, before shaking the Commander's hand as it was offered to him. Pitch reluctantly smiled, grimacing slightly at the over excited young man, who was already beginning to test his patience.

"Hiccup Haddock. " Pitch nodded. "It is a...pleasure to meet the...son of old...Stoick.."

Hiccup laughed nervously as he looked around. Noting the look of wonder on the boy's face, Mr Clausen spoke up.

"Pretty impressive, da?" the elderly man raised his eyebrows, putting a hand on Hiccup's shoulder.

"Boy, when you settle a bet, y-you settle a bet." Hiccup stuttered.

"Well, I've been vanting to fulfill that promise I made to your father, and settle our bet, zis is small change." Mr Clausen smiled.

"I agreee...small change...compared to the value of what we're gonna learn on this trip, Mr Clausen, Commander Black." Hiccup was almost hyperventilating in child-like excitement, but managed to keep his speech respectful.

"Yes, this should be...enriching for..all of us." Pitch agreed, amber eyes glinting.

Adjusting his glasses, Hiccup took deep breaths as the last of the soldiers and cargo carriages were loaded onto the huge submarine. It was so hard to believe that such advanced technology existed- this submarine was huge, almost the length of the ship, with a large glass, circular window at the front, tinged orange, which gave it the submarine the look of a dangerous monster. Perhaps that would play to their advantage, should they encounter the fabled Leviathan, Hiccup shuddered.

"Attention, all personnel. Launch will commence in 15 minutes." an announcement echoed throughout the launch bay, the accent distinctly scottish.

"Nicholas." Pitch nodded respectfully before walking up the metallic ramp to the interior of the submarine.

"Pitch." Mr Clausen smiled.

Hiccup took a deep, shuddering breath, knowing he was about to leave...for the city of Atlantis, potentially the greatest archaeological find in recorded human history. If only the goons at the museum...if only his father could see him now! Smiling slightly, Hiccup turned to Pitch, who beckoned. With a much lighter heart, and spark of confidence, Hiccup ran his fingers through his hair before darting up the ramp, turning round to Mr Clausen, the old Russian beaming at the younger man.

"Goodbye Mr Clausen!" Hiccup waved enthusiastically.

With a jolt, and metallic screech, the immense doors to the submarine began to close.

"Make us proud, da?" Mr Clausen called, seconds before the doors shut.

With a series of urgent shouts, the preparations for the ship's descent began. Men and women in pristine uniforms dashed about, with a purpose and firm goal in mind. Lead by Pitch, Hiccup found himself astonished, the usually nervous demeanour dwarfed by the excitement of viewing the wondrous machinery surrounding him, each turn revealing yet another trinket. Hyperventilating slightly, Hiccup gathered the strength to climb the final metal steps up to the bridge, the circular area overlooking the many diligent men and women overseeing the controls of the monstrous submarine, a huge circular orb of glass forming the only window, the amber tint giving the interior of the bridge an eerie glow.

Finally, alarm bells sounded, to signal the descent of the submarine, the sound likened to music in Hiccup's ears. A tense moment passed...before a large, echoing creak sounded. Then, with a further jolt, the submarine finally dropped to the water, steadily descending into the watery deep.

The lights switched on...revealing the endless expanse of water surrounding the hulk of machinery...

And the life-changing journey of Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III,

Inventor,

Linguist,

Cartographer...

Finally began.

The hunt for Atlantis...

Was afoot.

Thanks to Book girl fan for her review which made me realize the unoriginality of the original chapter. This prompted me to change it. Thank you.

And, how about a Treasure Planet AU of Rise of the Brave Tangled Dragons?

:D Leave your thoughts in a review :')