Full Summary

Ava is a Viking girl, with magical powers and abilities. Raised on Outcast island and greatly mistreated by Alvin, she runs away and never looks back. She ends up on Berk with her sister, but is very skittish. Only at ease when dragons are present, and very distrusting of humans, Hiccup and the others start wondering about her past.

But as she spends more time on Berk, memories keep surfacing, telling her that she may be closer to family than she originally thought.

Author's Note

I don't own HTTYD

Okay, this is a rewrite of 'Oceana Furiozo'. I hope you like this. Same basic idea of the original, but more details, not so fast at times. The original was just, well, going way to fast for my liking. To many changes, way to quickly, no time to adjust to each one.

Be warned, if you haven't seen the second movie, well, this is a spoiler. You'll see why. MYSTERY, AHOY!? Yup. ;-D

Not sure of the exact timeline, but somewhere in the first or second series is where it starts, sometime after Stoick got Thornado, his Thunderdrum. Enjoy. :-)

Chapter 1: Outcast

Narrator's (POV)

The moon was just climbing out of the sea. Dragons were beginning to stir, stretching their wings and swinging their tails around in anticipation. It was time to go hunt. And hunt they did, raiding Outcast island. They dived, grabbed, slashed, and flamed anything and everything. Alvin, the Treacherous, led his men in fighting off the flying reptiles.

On the sidelines, peeking out from behind a small boulder, crouched a girl. She looked no older than 12, she was so small. She wore black pants, a black long sleeved shirt, and her boots were stained black. She had black hair with brown tips, done in a low braid and emerald eyes. The left sleeve of her shirt was cut, just above the elbow. Burned on her arm was the word 'OUTCAST'.

She held a small dagger and large shield. The shield was also black, the metal smeared with ashes. She crouched there, watching the barrage of dragons versus Outcasts with wide eyes. The dragons were giving them a beating. Alvin soon spotted the girl, anger spreading across his face.

"Ava! Get over here, you little troll!" he shouts. She flinches slightly before obeying, slinking over. He grabbed her by the arm, gripping her tightly. He shoves into the thick of the fighting. She dodges and leaps, ducks and rolls. She makes her way to the other side. She slashes one unfortunate Outcast before a huge orange Nightmare finishes it.

A quick nod to eachother, and they were off again. And so it continued. Whenever an Outcast killed a dragon, she ran forward and wounded him, while another dragon flew down and sent him to the next world. By the time the dragons had fled, many Outcasts and dragons lay dead, spread out across the rocks. Alvin caught sight of Ava pulling her dagger out of a dead Monstrous Nightmare.

He marches up to her, reflecting on her progress. She'd done well, getting better over the years. She could take out Nightmares, some of the most difficult dragons out there. The girl would get a full meal tonight. Maybe. She looked up, a scowl and a glare set over her features. Clapping a hand to her back, he began forcing her away from the carnage, 'leading' her back to the stone buildings.

"You did a fine job today, Ava. You may yet earn the name Treacherous. Tonight, you get meat and bread." he proclaimed. She gave a nod, but her expression did not change as he brought her inside. She slipped her blood-stained dagger onto her belt, and held onto her shield. They walked through the town-if you could call it that- until they made it to the training arena.

Walking to the middle of the floor, Ava stood by the weapons rack, waiting. Savage, Alvin's right-hand man, emerged from from the other side of the arena. He drew his sword, which sounded like a screech in the stillness. Alvin drew his sword, too. She looked from one to the other. She let her gaze rest on Savage a few moments longer than before, and Alvin charged!

As he swung his sword, Ava brought her dagger up to block it. Savage came running up, and she blocked his sword with her shield. Both men began to push inwards, trying to force her back. Letting them push her back an inch, she suddenly pushed outwards with all her strength, before doing a swift backwards roll and springing to her feet again.

By pushing both swords out before dodging back, they ended up clanging together as the 2 men tried to bring them back. She grabbed a dagger from the the rack, before hurling it at Savage. Expecting it to be aimed at his heart, he attempted to dodge. The dagger hit his sword just above the hilt, knocking it from his grasp. He stumbled back and fell down.

Throwing a second dagger, it went through the cloth of his sleeve and into the ground, effectively pinning him. She turned towards Alvin as he advanced, swinging his sword. She blocked with her dagger, still stained with blood. They dodged and blocked, neither getting in a hit. Finally, she blocked with her shield and struck with her dagger.

Her hit carved a long, narrow, bloody line across Alvin's left cheek. He yelled, backing away, feeling the cut, which would surely become a scar. She watched with a mild curiosity it seemed, dagger and shield stilled raised. He glared back at her, murder in his eyes. He walked over and grabbed her by the arm, lifting her into the air. It was the arm holding the dagger, so she could not swing.

"It's time you learned a lesson, daughter." The way he said suggested that she was anything but. Wrenching the dagger free from her hand, he slipped it onto his belt. Savage had, by this time, wrenched himself free of the other dagger, and turned to receive his orders. Alvin thrust Ava at him, and he grabbed her arms. She grinned up at him like a shark.

Dragging her outside, they went far off from the 'village'. Taking her dagger, Alvin stepped up and slashed her in the leg, leaving the blade in her flesh. Walking off, he called over his shoulder,

"Let's see how you get out of this one." he stalks off, Savage following close behind. As soon as they are out of sight, Ava gently eases the blade from her right leg, then uses it to cut off her sleeves. Quickly, she forms a bandage over her wound, wincing at the pain. Moving slowly, she begins to work her way back to the 'village'.

'It's not a village, it's a war preparation compound,' she thinks to herself, 'with barracks, a training arena, weapons hold, food storage. . .we even have freaking dragons to train with!' she keeps fuming about the compound, and Alvin in general, even as she strains against a large rock. After shoving it outside, she crawls into the hole that's revealed.

After working her way through the dark tunnel, feeling carved runes in the rocks at each fork. she worked her way right under her bedroom. Coming out from under her bed, she made sure that the door was shut. Standing, she latched the door. Pulling out a black bag, she went around the room and gathered all of her things.

A small journal, a jar full of black ashes, a long sleeved black shirt with both sleeves, and a thick fur vest. Putting on the long sleeved black shirt, she took the ashes and rubbed them into any visible trace of skin, her hair, her clothes, her bag.

After stowing everything else into her bag, she watched as rain began to lightly fall out side her window. The moon still shone down, surrounded by a small fistful of stars, before being completely hidden by the clouds. Putting on the bag, she unlatched the door and slunk into the tunnels again. She went further into the compound, before surfacing in the food storage warehouse.

The tunnel entrance was at the very back, hidden from view by several heavy barrels. Moving quickly and silently, she grabs 2 loaves of bread and several large strips of dried fish. Returning to the tunnel, Ava picked up the pace. If she could have stood up straight, she would have ran the whole way. She soon reaches the exit.

Emerging from the tunnel like a Whispering Death, she pushes the stone back over the tunnel entrance. Then she hurried towards the part of the island closest to the sea stacks.

She was out of earshot of any other humans. Crouching, she shifted another heavy stone, and pulled out the small box in the hole beneath it. Opening it, she pulled out two necklaces. One was a wire-wrapped rose quarts heart on a red cord. The second was a jade circle, with a small hole in the center, where some black cord tied through it.

She put both of them on, closing her eyes at the memories that came with them. She finally filled in the hole and moved the rock back on it. Running to the sea stacks, she let out a cry similar to a Deadly Nadder's. A blue Nadder with white wings circled down before her. It nuzzled her and offered her back. Ava climbed on, getting a good grip before the Nadder flew to a nearby sea stack.

Once atop it, the girl slid off and patted the dragons' nose. The Nadder nuzzled her, coaxing a smile out of the girl. With a sigh, she sat down, the Nadder laying beside her.

"I came to say goodbye, Cloudwing. I'm leaving this place and don't plan on coming back." she finally said. The Nadder, Cloudwing, squawked and whined. The girl grinned and rubbed her nose.

"Oh, so you want to come with me?" the dragon growled playfully before nodding.

"Very well, if you must. Ready?" Cloudwing growled a little more before offering her back to the girl.

"My name? My name is not Ava, it never was and it never will be. I'll come with something as we get moving." the girl answered.

"I haven't stretched my wings in ages. To much training, to many raids. And I know that if I fall, you will catch me." the Nadder rumbled, causing the girl to grin again.

"We're sisters, of course we're going to protect eachother. I can free you from traps, and you can fly me from other dangers. Come on, let's fly." she adjusts the strap of her bag, before racing for the edge of the stack and leaping off, closely followed by her scaly companion. Closing her eyes, the girl pictured herself long, dark, and scaly, with strong wings and a long tail.

And she became a Night Fury, her clothes and bag becoming a leather saddle and saddle bag. She soared through the night sky, her Nadder sister right beside her, their backs to the setting moon.

"I've thought of my name. Embla Drako." the Night Fury girl rumbled. The Nadder glanced at her, then to the golden star on her head, how it glowed in the moonlight, as did the golden scales edging her wings. The Nadder rumbled back. Oceana looked at her friend.

"Starburst, huh? I like that. I am Starburst, a Night Fury who soars through the stars, while my sister leaps from cloud to cloud." she exclaims. Cloudwing squawks and purrs. They both laugh before continuing their journey, searching for a new home, starting a new life. Oceana starts up a song. After a pause, she starts again, her sister singing with her, as they flew towards the rising sun.

Okay, that's it for chapter 1. I hope you enjoyed, and will be waiting in anticipation for the next chapter, which should be published soon. Please leave a suggestion for a song, as the best one will be posted in the next chapter.

~Signed~

~Oceana~