A/N: Hey everyone. So I came up with this idea after reading 'Watching the movie' by LaurenJr and 'Time-Travelling' by Scorpian6955. What if something happened differently than in the movies so the gods sent someone from the correct timeline into the alternate one to find out what happened differently and show the Vikings what was supposed to happen. So with the help of Heimdall and his magic the Vikings watch 'How to Train Your Dragon' with the masked man from the future.

Also the masked man is obviously Hiccup from the future in his armour from Httyd 2, except it will be when he is 25 and married not 20 like he is in the movie. His suit will be modified so it covers his entire face, has a voice modifier that he can activate whenever he wants, and has a special visor over in the holes in his mask for his eyes, allowing him to see out it but others can't see into it, thereby hiding his eyes, meaning that nobody will know what he looks or sounds like. Also, he has learnt Dragonese so he can talk to the dragons that are watching.

I make no money from any of this and everything I write is purely for entertainment purposes.

How to train your dragon is owned by Cressida Cowell and DreamWorks Animation.

Also this this story may contain Snotlout bashing and Hiccstrid.

Chapter one: Vikings Meet the Alfather

Astrid was beyond furious. She had trained her whole life to fight so that she could win in Dragon training and have the honour of killing the Monstrous Nightmare. But of course that runt of a Viking Hiccup obviously cheated and won instead. She glared at him the entire time as everyone, except her, cheered as he was hoisted on the other Vikings shoulders and carried out of the training ring. Frustrated and angry that she was beaten by a Hiccup she went to the forest and trained for half an hour as she took out her anger on nearby trees.

When she returned home she saw hiccup at the forge filling a basket with fish, pieces of paper and smithing tools. Thinking nothing of it she returned home to sleep, with the intention of confronting Hiccup in the morning before his fight with the Monstrous Nightmare, even though she knew that he would be slaughtered by a dragon like that, even with his cheating ways.

In the morning Astrid searched the forge for Hiccup assuming he would be there. But instead she heard Gobber and Stoick talking. Deciding to listen in on their conversation she silently crept forward until she could hear them clearly.

(I am not going to write Gobbers' dialogue with the accent because I am terrible at it)

"I don't know where he could be Stoick, he never showed up at forge this morning. In fact I haven't seen him since the training ring." Gobber said calmly, "Chances are he is just out in the forest like he normally is nowadays, he'll probably be back in a couple of hours."

"But it's not just because he is not here that has me worried Gobber," Stoick replied in a panicked and somewhat scared tone that Astrid had never heard the chief use before, "It's that fact that when I went to wake him up this morning for his big day, his bed was missing his quilt and pillow, most of his clothes were missing and his desk had been cleaned out, there was nothing in there in his room to even suggest that hiccup had been living in there."

"Hmm, well now that is strange, although I did notice that his personal workspace had been cleaned out as well, all his designs and tools were gone, as well as our personal basket of fish for when we get hungry working in the forge." Gobber sighed, stroking his non-existent beard with his good hand, tell you what, he's probably just gone out for a bit to work on some stuff in private, we will postpone the fight with the Nightmare until he gets back, but if he isn't back by tonight we'll send a search party, Okay?"

"Fine," Stoick sighed dejectedly as Gobber nodded in approval and walked back to the forge to hammer out a sword that had been sitting on the fire for the duration of the conversation, But not before hearing the rest of Stoicks sentence "But if he is not back by tonight we will send search party." Gobber just chuckled and proceeded to hammer away.

Just as Astrid was about to walk away she heard Stoick say one last thing, "Where have you gone Hiccup?" He mumbled it to himself but Astrid was close enough to hear it before she sneaked away, thinking about what she heard.

5 days passed and no one had seen or heard from Hiccup, the closest thing to a clue they had gotten was a shield stuck at the entrance to a cove, but they did not know if it was there because of hiccup of if it was another Viking that had gotten it stuck. Stoick had changed with the disappearance of his son, he had stopped eating full meals and was barely talking, leaving his brother, Spitelout, in charge of just about everything, though no one could blame him after the death of his wife Stoick had acted the same but he still had to look after his 6 year old son. Now that his son was missing Stoick nothing left of his deceased wife, Valka.

Most were upset for a while that the heir of the tribe was gone, because he was the winner of the Dragon training and, while they would never admit it, he would of made a much better chief than the new heir of the Hairy Hooligans, who was, of course, Snotlout Jorgenson, who spent all of his time bragging about stuff he has never done, failing at flirting with Astrid, and admiring himself. He was also one of the few that were glad that hiccup was gone, and ran around town cheering that he was the new heir and that his useless cousin was gone. He had even planned a party to celebrate but no one else wanted to because in their eyes they had lost a great Viking warrior who could single-handedly bring dragons to the ground.

Astrid was probably the only one who had mixed feelings about his disappearance, seeing as while she was glad the cheater was gone, she was also upset about it, though she had no idea why. She would often sit on the cliffs looking out to sea just thinking about random stuff. Most of the time it ended up back at Hiccup whether it was thinking about the useless runt that had cheated in the dragon ring or the young boy she had known as a child before his mother died.

It was at this moment in time, when Astrid was sitting at the cliffs, Snotlout was admiring himself, Fishlegs was Reading the dragon Manuel for the 15th time, Ruffnut and Tuffnut were fighting, Gobber was working in the forge, Stoick was sitting and staring at the fire in his home, and the rest of the Vikings were in the mead hall when a great bright flash of light surrounded everyone and deposited them all in large dining hall filled with a glorious feast, with just about every type of Viking food you could think of, and enough of it to feed the entire tribe for an entire winter and still have enough for the next month.

The dining hall was the most beautiful place any of them had ever seen, with solid gold decorations, murals and tapestries on the walls and jewels decorating nearby statues. At the end of the hall on the wall there was a large blank white section with three figures standing in front of it. On the right there was a middle aged man with black skin who kept his face stoic, not allowing any emotions to show. He had golden armour, with a large sword. Next to him in the middle was an elderly man with an eye patch, and golden and bronze armour with a bright red cape flowing behind him, he was holding a large golden staff and was looking at all the Vikings as if studying them.

The final figure on the left was obviously a male by his build, even though he was a lot skinnier than most other Vikings. He was wearing black leather armour that covered most of his body, he had a mask on that covered his entire face and tinted glass covering his eyes, allowing no one to see his eyes unless they got very close to his face. On his chest was a symbol of a red dragon that none of the Vikings had seen before, and his left leg seemed to be replaced with some strange version of a prosthetic that contained gears and springs. Strapped to either forearm were daggers and to on his right hip was some sort of device with a sword handle attached to it.

All three of the men were looking at the Vikings as they looked around in confusion, wondering where they were and how they got here. When they Vikings finally noticed the three men standing at the end of the hall they quickly started whispering until all the Vikings had noticed them. Stoick was the first to speak up though, "Lord Odin, to what do we owe this pleasure. We are not dead and in Valhalla are we?"

"No Stoick, you are not dead, we have merely brought you here to right the wrongs in fate that have been created." Odin responded, his voice booming all around the hall, quieting the hushed whispers.

"What do you mean 'Right the wrongs in fate' Lord Odin, and who, might I ask, are the two men with you?" Stoick asked respectfully knowing full well that disrespecting a god would bring disastrous consequences upon him and his tribe.

"To answer you first question, someone did something that altered the course of fate meaning that everything that was supposed to happen has changed and we are here to view what was supposed to happen so that the person who changed fate can correct it when you return.

"To answer your second question this man to my left," he said gesturing the black man in golden armour, who simply nodded to the Vikings keeping his face emotionless, "Is Heimdall, he will be showing you all what has and is supposed to happen. This man though" he said gesturing to the man in the leather suit, "shall be here watching with you acting as a peacekeeper, and will be able to answer most of your question when I leave, but I will allow him to keep his true identity a secret for a long as he wants, for now you may call him 'Rider.'" Odin said as Rider did a deep over exaggerated bow to the audience, causing Odin to chuckle and a Heimdall to crack a small smile, whilst most Vikings look at the masked man in confusion wondering who he really was.

"I am afraid I must leave soon, but feel free to ask any question you have to Rider here, he will answer them if he wants. When you are finished just ask Heimdall to start. But first, I will bring the other guests, know this though; you are not allowed to attack them just as they are not allowed to attack you, in fact," Odin snapped his fingers teleporting all the Vikings weapons to another room, "You can get all your weapons back when we finish, or when I trust you enough, and currently I only trust 3 people not to start a fight with the dragons, those three are Rider, Heimdall and one of the guests I will be bringing in. Goodbye Vikings from the Hairy Hooligan Tribe." Odin said to the Vikings, as before he snapped his fingers and disappeared in a flash of light as two more flashes appeared one large one on the other side of the room and another much smaller one next to the masked man.

When the lights faded the Vikings were enraged to see that the other 'guests' were dragons. Most reached for the weapons but remember they had none or they remembered what Odin had said and were smart enough to just stick with glaring at them. That is, until Astrid look back at the Rider and Heimdall, and saw the other guest that Odin had teleported next to the two men in front of the screen.

"HICCUP!?" Astrid Shouted at the top of her lungs in a mix of surprise and anger. Her shout had been heard by everyone in the room and was enough to stop the glare match as all the Vikings suddenly snapped their heads to the side to look at the scrawny son of Stoick as he stood up on the stage confused. Everyone was relieved to see him again. Well, all but one.

Snotlout, infuriated at the thought of the old heir returning, meaning that he would lose his position as future chief, charged at Hiccup, clearly not thinking of the consequences. When Hiccup saw his cousin charging at him, face full of anger, we yelped, closed his eyes and tried to dodge, knowing full well that it wouldn't matter anyway, as he prepared for a beating. He didn't have anything to worry about though as the attack never came, instead he heard the surprised gasps of almost every Viking in the room. Hiccup opened his eyes to see Rider standing protectively in front of him, holding Snotlout by the though over a foot from the ground.

"I really wouldn't do that if I was you." Everyone was slightly shocked when Rider spoke, his voice was muffled slightly, enough to make him sound different but not enough so that he could still be heard clearly. His voice also sounded deeper than they thought it would be. Rider knew the truth though; his mask had a special device near the mouth that altered his voice so that the Vikings would not recognise it.

Rider threw Snotlout across the room where he landed by Spitelouts feet, unconscious. The Vikings were shocked, Rider seemed scrawny and weak compared to Snotlout, yet he had picked him up by the throat and tossed him across the room where he landed unconscious. Astrid, although shocked as well, smiled because someone other than her had finally put Snotlout in his place and stood up to him.

"So, any questions?" As soon as the words left Riders mouth he was bombarded with questions from all the Vikings. "Whoa, okay, one at a time, Stoick, as chief I believe you get first question."

"What are those Devils doing here?"

"They are important to the story, as you will see by the end of the movie also they are not Devils. Next question. Yes Ruffnut?"

"Are you single?"

"Well that has nothing to do with what's going on, but whatever. No I'm not. I am happily married with a 2 year old son and another child on the way. Fishlegs?"

"What dragon is that on your armour and why is it there?"

"That 'Legs, is a Night Fury and it is there for the same reason I am called Rider. I ride a Night Fury." As soon as Rider said that the entire room burst into yells whilst Hiccup looked at Rider curiously thinking that maybe he wasn't the first to tame a dragon and that there are other Night Furies around. When Rider couldn't get everyone to shut up, he sighed impatiently before unhooking the device on his hip. Holding it by the handle he pressed a button and a sword blade shot out from it and locked into place so he was now holding a sword in his hand. That made a few people shut up and stare at him but what really made everyone pay attention to him was when he snapped his fingers, using the flint built into the fingers of his gloves to produce a spark igniting the special sword covering it in flames as he sliced it through the air in front of him, sending flames towards the nearest Vikings, making the stumble back in shock.

When everyone had shut up he continued talking, "So as I said, I ride a Night Fury. Where I am from almost everyone has their own dragons, some ride them whereas others just have them as company or to help around the house. I myself have 2 dragons, I have my Night Fury, who is also my best friend, and I have a Terrible Terror I named Sharpshot who I have trained to have near perfect accuracy, I also trained him for airmail in which I give him letter to transport to the intended person. Alright I will answer a couple more questions before we watch the movie."

Snotlout, who had woken up a few minutes ago, stepped up and asked, "How could you live with those mindless beasts, all they do is kill and destroy. You would be better off killing them all before they kill you."

"First of all Snotlout, dragons are not mindless beasts, most are actually smarter than you, and each has their own unique personality just like Vikings, the only difference besides the obvious fact that they are dragons, is that dragons raid because they are forced to whereas Vikings hunt them down for fun and to improve their status. Secondly where I am from killing a dragon would be like murdering any other member of the village; you would most likely be banished from the island and treated as a traitor." Rider said earning a few looks of shock that where he is from killing a dragon meant banishment, not fame.

"To my village, dragons are an everyday part of life, and almost everyone has their own dragon, even most of the children have pet terrible terrors that they play with. My wife has a Nadder named Stormfly, my father had a Thunderdrum named Thornado, but he had to let him go so that he could look after some baby Thunderdrums. Hel even the town blacksmith has a Gronckle that helps him by spewing molten metals for him to forge." Rider continued, acting as if he did not even notice the looks he as getting. "Now, time for the last question. Hiccup?"

"Who are you?" Hiccup said looking at Rider with a mix of confusion and suspicion. "You seem to know all about us, yet we do not know you, are you a god or something?"

"No I am not a god. The reason I know you yet you don't know me is because I am not from your time. I am from 10 years into your future. And the village I am from…

Is Berk."

A/N: Okay, first chapter. Let me know what you think, and tell me if you noticed any mistakes that I may of made and didn't fix. Next chapter will be the Vikings reaction to finding out they have dragons, and the start of the movie. Along with some more of hiccups suspicion and the arrival of Toothless and Sharpshot.