So the idea for this story came from a combination of things: Trying to write my other HTTYD fic There and back and again, watching a number on anime on my Netflix account in the evenings and being a part of the DBZ generation growing up. The scenes kept playing in my head and impeding my writing on my other story so I finally decided to write down the first chapter/episode/whatever. I hope you guys enjoy it, I normally don't ask for reviews but I've been unsure about this story, so if you guys like it could you do me a solid and let a guy know? Thanks

Chapter 1

Dragon Spirit Ignite!

"Dragons. Centuries ago they were living breathing creatures that existed along side man kind, then after 300 years of fighting a young Viking boy made peace between man and beast. After that man trained and rode the dragons, marking a new era in the world. Sadly this era was short lived. The young Viking grew into a man and became chief of his village, later in his lifetime dragons left and haven't been seen sense."

This was the opening to the dragon training video that every student was forced to watch before they could actually learn anything. Everyone knew the tale of the un-viking like Viking who changed that course of mankind forever when he trained a dragon instead of killing it. Astrid occasionally wished she lived in those times, but since they didn't have TV or the internet so such wishes were just as often fleeting. The video droned onto a more relevant subject on dragon training.

"Then, a hundred years after the dragons disappeared, the first dragon spirit ignited. It was the descendant of the young Viking and the dragon spirit was the same dragon that had belonged to the young Viking's wife: a Deadly Nadder. After that others began to discover their own dragon spirits, which was christened as igniting since the aura which the spirit first manifests itself has the appearance of transparent flames in varying colors. The most common spirits are Deadly Nadders, Monstrous Nightmares, Gronckles, Thunderdrums, Changewings and Terrible Terrors. Sadly no one has ever held the spirit of the first dragon to ever be trained by the young Viking, a dragon whose name once struck fear in all who heard and was known as the unholy offspring of lightening and death itself: The Night Fury."

Astrid tuned out again, more information she already knew. She could also ignore the parts about how one's spirit ignites at the age of 14 and the person had to wait three years to learn how to use the spirit for self defense so they could focus on learning how to drive. Glancing around the room, she took in who she knew and was participating in training with. The first person she spotted was her friend Regan Thorston, commonly referred to as Ruffnut. She and her twin brother Tommy aka Tuffnut both had Zippleback spirits and had learned early on that when they combined the abilities they apparently spilt of a two headed dragon they could cause quite the explosion. Then she spotted Fredrick, Fishlegs, Ingerman, a heavy set boy who was about as dangerous as wet cardboard. He has a Gronckle spirit but abhors violence and avoids it whenever possible. Next she spies Samuel, Snotlout, Jorgenson, the living embodiment of the term muttonhead. He was a short, well built brunet with a Monstrous Nightmare spirit who never failed to misinterpret her 'get lost' as 'try harder' and constantly flirted with her. The rest of the students where either strangers or people she couldn't care less about, like Heather who was currently filing her nails, also ignoring the video

Astrid herself wielded a Deadly Nadder spirit; it had ignited when she was 14 like everyone else after a particularly trying day. She'd had three pop quizzes and was freaking out about them and track practice had been cancelled for some reason she could no longer remember, she was leaning on the wall near the bus ramp talking with Ruffnut when suddenly someone had shoved the pair of them. After swearing over her scraped knee and turning around to yell at and beat whoever shoved her to a bloody pulp she found a boy with dark brown hair lying unconscious with his left leg pinned under the wheel of a bus whose parking brake had rusted and broke which had began rolling towards the two girls who had been standing there mere moments before. Her anger left her and she shouted for Ruffnut to go get a teacher and have them call an ambulance while she tried to push the bus's tire off the boy, moments later she was engulfed in a light azure blue fire of energy and nearly ended up throwing the bus off him and ran him to the nurse's office. Some hours later she convinced her mother to take her to the hospital so she could find and thank the boy, but when she asked the woman at the front desk she was told his father had already come and transferred him to another hospital that could better tend to his injuries. After that day she never saw the young boy in school again.

The video was droning on about the importance of harnessing ones dragon spirit energy, or DSE, and committing it to the betterment of mankind and keeping peace, using it aggressively only in self defense. Astrid vaguely heard Snotlout and Tuffnut whispering about entering into underground DSE fights after they learn how to fight with their spirits and earn some extra cash. She groaned and let her head fall back, and since she was in the next to last seat of her row, it landed on the desk behind her and startled the person occupying it. Astrid peeked her eye open to see who it was that was sitting behind her, and instantly found herself confused, she had been expecting some random person she didn't know or was disinterested in, but instead she found the school outcast. Some kids where strange because of whatever dragon spirit they had, it could be that they hated kids with certain other dragon spirits or picked up some of their spirits unsavory characteristics, like how Fishlegs tended to gnaw on pebbles. Yes there were plenty of strange kids due to their spirits, and then… there was Hiccup.

Harvey Harrison Haddock the Third, or Hiccup as everyone in the small mountain town of Berk knew him, didn't have a dragon spirit. Astrid had learned this when she first laid eyes on him in a class they shared freshman year, not long after they'd turned 15, they were suppose to introduce themselves to the class and to help find common ground share what their dragon spirit was. He was a few seats in front of her and had been thoroughly embarrassed to reveal he didn't have a dragon spirit, and then showed the prosthetic that he stood on instead off his left foot which was missing. Dragon spirit energy protects people from serious injury and Harvey had assured everyone he did have a left foot at birth and that he was not trying to cover up having a Terrible Terror or a Fireworm spirit, word quickly spread and he was quickly avoided at all costs. Astrid felt bad for the boy, but she was determined to be better than Heather and that meant being more popular, which came naturally when you looked like Astrid. Hiccup ate alone and was constantly picked on by other students who what where deemed 'popular spirits' usually lead by Snotlout who Astrid later learned from Ruff who heard from Tuff was Hiccup's cousin.

Before she could ask him why the first person who didn't have a dragon spirit since they were first discovered was doing in dragon training, the video ended and the lights were flicked back on by the teacher, Gobber Blech. Gobber was a Scottish man with a long braided blonde mustache who moved to the states in his college days, he was large like Fishlegs but missing his left hand and right leg, which he had lost from being attacked by others with dragon spirits. He had a Hot Burple dragon spirit, a rare and powerful one but those who had them were either pacifistic or lazy like the dragon was said to be. "Alright you lot, time ta get yer backsides to the arena." The old man said while gesturing the students out the door, "Hiccup! Grab those target clays and bring 'em wit ya." The scrawny boy nodded and retrieved a large burlap sack out of a closet in the room before following.

Realization struck Astrid and he did, he was there as Gobber's assistant. It was probably the only way he could attend the training without having a spirit and possibly learn what he'd need in case his ever ignited, even though the latest igniting of a dragon spirit was a few days before ones 15th birthday. Astrid spared a glance at Hiccup once more while the class trudged outside toward the concrete arena where they would learn to fire DSE at targets before moving onto more advance techniques that allowed them to access the unique qualities of their dragon spirits. He was actually rather good looking, he'd been about her height when he'd introduced himself in that class freshman year, but had apparently hit a growth spurt that had been very kind to him in the two years since. He still wasn't muscular, but he was plenty lean and his jaw line was sharp, she dare say even dashing, his hair appeared to be brown until the light hit it just right and the auburn color shone through and his eyes were a brilliant forest green that Astrid wouldn't mind exploring if it he could form a coherent sentence around her. The day they met in class he stuttered and babbled until she huffed in annoyance and just retook her seat, a small part of her wondered if she tried to talk to him again would he be the same way or if puberty had given him enough confidence to at least talk to her like a normal person.

Once in the arena which was built into the ground to avoid any accidental misses flying out on school grounds and hurting someone, Gobber address them again. "Welcome ta dragon training!" He gestured to the ring enclosure topped with metal fencing for some reason, "Here you will learn how to harness the dragon spirit energy you all have to protect yourselves from all types of dangers. Today we're going to focus on the basic DSE blast, which is when you ignite your dragon spirit energy and form it into a ball or beam which can then be directed at your attacker, Hiccup?" The lanky boy pulled a large clay disk out of the sack and flung it in the air. Gobber turned and dark brown energy flared up around him before forming into a ball in his still there hand and he threw it at the disk which exploded into dust on impact. Students murmured in excited whispers and Astrid even saw the twins bash their heads together in some twin excitement for destruction, her gaze fell back on Hiccup who was wiping red dust off his plain green shirt save for the small yellow Polo logo on the left side and pulling out more disks to throw, she pitied him for having to miss out on something that was beyond his control.

Nearly two hours later and just about everyone had managed to hit a clay target, Astrid had landed a hit on her first try as did Heather who pretended to be surprised even though she also had a Nadder spirit and people with them were usually the most accurate. Snotlout had missed the most, finally hitting the disk on his fifth attempt and the twins managed to get their targets on their third tries. Only Fishlegs hadn't hit one, something about even that being too violent for him. Gobber was busy addressing the people who would need to improve before the next lesson in a week so they could also focus on their schoolwork when Astrid decided to look at the spiritless boy again, he was sweeping up the dust that was scattered all over the arena, even coated in it himself from flinging every single one in the air for them to blast, she felt the urge to at least acknowledge his contribution to the training. She started walking over towards him, ignoring the calls from Ruffnut to join her, Tuff, and Snot on the wall. He noticed her approaching, and as she opened her mouth to say something a large explosion came from the metal gate entrance on the arena.

Smoke poured in and skewed everyone's vision while causing them to cough, Astrid looked up to where Hiccup had been but he was gone, likely covered in the smoke somewhere, and then back to the entrance. There was a cackling laughter emanating from the cloud and suddenly a strong wind blew with a strange pressure that cleared the smoke, standing in the entryway was five men, one whose spirit energy was burning purple around him that had cleared the smoke. Astrid felt the color drain out of her face as she recognized Damien Berser, also known as Dagur the Deranged with four goons standing behind him. Dagur was two years older then the students and very open about his illegal spirit fighting hobby, he was ruthless to whoever he fought and rumored to attack people often for being to close in his opinion, Astrid would normally not be bothered if it weren't for the one thing he had that terrified everyone.

Dagur was the only living person in the world with Strike class dragon spirit, the Skrill. The Skrill is the rarest of all recorded dragon spirits, only seven had ever had them including Dagur, the spirit is also one of the strongest, the real dragon was rumored to be as powerful as the fabled Night Fury. Dagur stopped laughing and took in the students around the arena before he addressed them, "Hello students my name is Damien, but you can call me Dagur. I heard you were starting class today and thought I'd pay you all a visit. You see I know one of your peers, an old friend of mine who I hear you enjoy giving a rough time." Astrid's eyes widened further as she figured who he was talking about, "My little buddy Hiccup over there." The older teen pointed to the boy in question who was lying on the ground like the rest and was shaking his head and hands clearly not wanting either the attention or Dagur's interpretation of help. "So the boys and I here are going to give you an extra credit course, anyone who can still stand against them in five minutes gets to keep their left foot." The wicked grin he wore showed no indication of joking. "And just so it's fair, they will be only using the basic DSE blast that you've been learning today, not that it'll help you much."

Gobber stood and ignited his spirit before trying to charge Dagur, but the older teen flared up his own and the teacher was rammed against the far wall, his prosthetic leg destroyed in the process. This seemed to spark all the students into action, one by one igniting their spirits and jumping at Dagur, but his 'friends' jumped in front to meet them. Their spirits fired up and revealed the dragons they had, a Changewing, a Scauldron, a Hobblegrunt and a Gronckle. They used their blasts and the other students were on the ground either hurt to bad to get up or knocked out, Snotlout almost had the Changewing goon but quickly blasted into a wall and couldn't get up, the twins were pushed back by the Gronckle and Hobblegrunt teens and Heather was barely keeping the Scauldron boy at bay. Astrid found her resolve and ignited her energy throwing a blast at Dagur directly, hoping if she hit him and knocked him unconscious that the others would take him and leave. Dagur responded by igniting his DSE and her blast dissolved against it, his energy was just too powerful, but she had succeeded in catching his attention. He sent a beam at her which knocked her on her back and took the wind from her lungs and unable to move from the pain.

"Oh you got guts girlie, I like that." His DSE was still burning around him as he turned to face her while the Scauldron user finally defeated Heather behind them, "I'm gonna enjoy watching you struggle against my blast." The others could only watch in horror as Dagur fired another beam of DSE at Astrid, this time at full power. Gobber was older and far better trained than she was and he still was taken out in a single hit. Astrid had very little chance of surviving the hit and she found herself unable to move out of the way from lack of air and pain in her spine. She closed her eyes and waited for the inevitable while her friends shouted her name and for her to move, then she heard a soft squeak and tap of metal on concrete.

Opening her eyes revealed Hiccup standing in between her and the blast barreling towards them. "Hiccup! What are you doing? Get out of the way, there's no point in both of us dying!" Astrid yelled but Hiccup remained; his stance defiant even in the face of death. Just before the blast of energy hit him, Hiccup raised his left arm and swung it in a back hand motion, hitting the blast and causing it to careen off course before hitting the wall, everyone still conscious gaping at the boy who they'd dubbed useless for not having a dragon spirit. Either Hiccup didn't notice the people staring at him or for once he didn't care, Astrid could just make out the look of anger, no… determination on his face directed at Dagur who had began cackling again.

"You deflected a dragon spirit blast brother? HA! I knew you had it in you, you would have to!" Dagur proclaimed as he kept laughing and jumping around as if he hadn't just been gaping in surprise at Hiccup just like everyone else.

"How is that possible?" Snotlout asked Fishlegs, the tubby boy may not be a fighter but his knowledge on all things dragon spirit related was beyond reproach, and he was also helpful when tutoring for math and science.

"I don't know, the only way I've heard of someone being able to do that was with DSE and Hiccup admitted to not having a dragon spirit. I'm afraid I don't have an answer for this one Snot." The twins were helping up Gobber who had also seen what Hiccup had done, he was currently mouthing something, and the boys could only make out the words 'what' and 'the' while the last word they couldn't decipher.

Hiccup turned around and crouched in front of Astrid, he reached out at first, but retracted his hand as if he remembered he wasn't supposed or allowed to touch her. "Are you alright?" He asked her, being dumbfounded by both his redirecting of a powerful DSE blast and his forming a whole sentence without faltering in his voice Astrid merely nodded. He gave her a small smile before Dagur's laughing reached them again, Hiccup's face darkened and he turned back to face the older teen again, whose goons had rejoined him again. Without a word night blue flame energy swirled at Hiccup's feet before shooting upwards around him, dragon spirit energy. Usually when someone's dragon spirit ignites they are surrounded by what looks like a camp fire of their dragon spirit energy's color, Hiccup's columned around him and shot in the sky. All eyes widened as the pressure from the energy was as palpable as Dagur's had been if not more so, whatever dragon spirit Hiccup had must be exceedingly powerful, or somehow built up over the three years it should have been active, probably the latter.

The goon that held the Changewing spirit ignited and rushed forward with a kick, it landed on Hiccup's neck but the most effect it had was the younger teen bending his neck slightly to the side. The energy still swirling around him increased and the boy was flung into a wall face first, nose broken and leaving a nasty red trail behind him. The other three boys with Dagur fired up and charged as well, Hiccup leaned forwards into a running position and in the blink of an eye was standing behind them in the same position mere feet from Dagur himself. No one moved for a second, and the all three of the spirit fires of the boys under Dagur went out before they dropped to the ground, leaving only the leader who was equal parts shocked and excited. "Impressive Hiccup, I always knew you be powerful if you had a dragon spirit, glad to see you don't disappoint." He held his hands up in mock surrender but back towards the entrance regardless as his eyes narrowed at Hiccup. "Guess I'll be seeing you again then brother."

Hiccup didn't respond, but his DSE exerted even more power if it was possible. Dagur gave one last smirk that made everyone except Hiccup feel uneasy and turned around without another word and left. The column of energy swirling around Hiccup disappeared but the determine look in his eyes remained, "I believe you were about to dismiss the class, weren't you Gobber?" He asked looking at the man over his shoulder, the teacher nodded while the twins resumed trying to get him up. Hiccup returned the nod and left the arena ignoring the stares of everyone in the class, all forgetting to even try and stand up again.

"Ok, what the hell just happened? I thought Hiccup didn't have a dragon spirit?" Snotlout shouted loudly, bringing everyone out of their stare and causing them to flinch, "And now he suddenly has one and can beat four guys who have two years of training like they were the noobs at using DSE? I say again, what the hell?" Astrid just stared at the top of the small incline where she'd last seen Hiccup, wondering to herself just what other secrets the lanky auburn haired boy missing a foot had.

There was silence again before Gobber told everyone to go home and get rested over the weekend and reminded them to practice for next week, then he told the twins to help him to his office. After the twins left Gobber in his chair, he rolled over to a cabinet where he kept a spare prosthetic, ironically a gift from Hiccup the previous Snoggletog, he fit the artificial limb on and reached into his desk drawer, withdrawing his cell phone. Punching number two on his speed dial he held the phone to his ear until the person on the other end of the line picked up, "Stoick? It's Gobber. Yeh and Valka might want te take Hiccup out for a really nice dinner tonight, the lad's earned it today…"

*Elsewhere

Several figures stood before a large screen, a video of Berk High's dragon training. They witnessed as Dagur interrupted at the end and the few students who managed to last the longest, but they all paid very close attention to the tall, thin boy who not only possessed incredible dragon spirit energy, but also managed to take down four boys his senior, three of which by performing a dragon ability that he shouldn't learn until his second year of training.

"The boy shows promise. He could either be a very useful ally, or an extremely annoying thorn." One said

"Agreed, we should strive to make sure he sides with us when the time comes, but for now should keep an eye on him. They'll want him in dragon training to hone his apparent natural talent." Said another.

"But what dragon spirit could he have that's strong enough to match a Skrill? We might be better off getting rid of him now while he's still inexperienced, for all we know he could become too powerful to control." A third interjected.

"ENOUGH!" Came one on the opposite side of the table they sat around, "The boy will be observed for know, if it seems like your concerns are warranted then we will dispose of him."

"As you say." All the members at the table spoke together. They all shuffled out on the meeting room while the leader remained, looking at freeze frame of the boy surrounded by his dragon spirit energy.

"Have I finally found you?" He asked himself aloud, "Have the gods finally seen fit to bestow upon me the chance to avenge my ancestor? I will know the answer soon boy." The TV shattered as a well kept bull hook smashed into the image of the boy's face.