First story for the new year, me and and fellow writer Rumbling Night Cutter are co writing this story. Something we both thought of doing so as I do one chapter, rumbles will do the next one and so on so forth. So here it is a crossover of HTTYD with Ironman.

So heres chapter 1 done by me. Rumbles is next chapter

Chapter 1

Darkness.

That's all I see, darkness.

Yet I hear sounds.

Voices to be exact

But not English speaking.

More foreign, I wonder what they're saying?

Suddenly I close my eye's as a blinding light comes into my vision.

As I slowly open my eye's to adjust to the light I notice that I'm in a rocky room surrounded by men in camouflage uniforms.

My guess and I'm not trying to be a smart ass about this, but they might be soldiers.

No shit Sherlock.

Looking around to take in my surroundings, I notice one thing in front of me.

A camera pointing right at me.

Oh great now I know what's going on.

I'm being held for ransom.

I hear what appears to be the leader, talking into the camera while pointing his dirty finger at me.

I can't make out his face except a mustache and a big build but nothing compared to my dad.

Dad! Oh shit he's going to be so pissed at me.

If I make it out of here of course.

I wonder if they tied my legs together?

'Lets see, right foot' I thought as I wiggle my right foot realising that they haven't tied it up.

That's good which only leaves my left foot to check.

But as I begin to wiggle it I realise there's no wiggle in my foot.

In fact I can't feel my foot.

I look down in horror as I see nothing but a stump wrapped in bloody bandages where my left leg used to be.

Realising that my leg if gone I start to breathe heavy.

Oh great I'm hyperventilating.

*WHACK!*

I open my eye's again and feel a pain at the back of my head.

"ouch!" I yell as I rub the back of my head feeling a lump in the process.

As I open my eye's I notice the room has change to a room full of bits of metal and warheads of different sizes.

Laying back down, I try to process what the hell happened to me to get me here.

One Week Ago

"Five!"

"Four!"

"Three!"

"Two!"

"One!"

*Pop of a cork"

"Happy New Year!"

New years day in the conference centre of Haddock Industries, the biggest company in arms and technology owned by the biggest man (and I mean that quite literally) in the business.

Stephen "Stoick" Haddock.

Now you're probably wondering why the nickname Stoick?

Well if truth be told when it comes to business deals he shows no mercy in his clientele, either they work to his agreements or not at all.

Maybe he was more like this after losing my mother when I was an infant that drove him to be more harsh, gods know why.

But as I explained this is Haddock Industries.

We create and deal with top of the line technology and high grade weapons which we give to those who can afford it, usually the government or the military.

Always some conflict around the world which means business is always booming.

And its a reason we have a new years party going on.

With sales at an all time high.

Everyone one in my dad company is having a great time.

Everyone except one person.

Me Henry "Hiccup" Haddock the Third.

Great nickname and all because of one particular reason.

I'm a runt as so many call me.

It never mattered that I was the owners son, they still called me that.

After a while, I got used to it.

But as I said everyone was enjoy the party except for me,because while they were enjoying champane with the big wigs upstairs, I was downstair in maintenance trying to fix the arc reactor because someone thought it be fun to use it as a toilet.

And the reason why?

Because it was something I invented.

You see I'm an inventor, I see it, I draw it, I make it.

And that's the reason I'm down here, by myself because no one knows how it works.

Except me.

But that still doesn't stop people coming down here to bug me.

"heeeeeey useless!" I hear from the most annoying cousin ever to walk the face of the earth.

*Sigh* "hello Snotlout, goodbye Snotlout" I reply back in a unimpressed voice, like I have time to deal with Stan "Snotlout" Jorgenson.

"Aww what's the matter wittle cuz? Somebody go wee wee on your toy?" He said in a childish voice making the others behind him laugh.

"yeah your little friend Trevor or Tuffnut whatever you call him is now in the medical bay trying to get the feeling back in his testicles after his pissed on my toy" I said trying to hold my anger.

"well everyone knows its your fault for building this stupid thing" he said trying to get under my skin.

"oh yeah Snotlout, I really shouldn't of said 'hey Tuffnut how about you take a piss on this powerful reactor, I bet its real safe'" I said dripping with sarcasm.

But in honesty its not the first time I was blamed for my inventions, and all by the stupid one's.

There was my sonic gun I made to subdue an enemy and not kill them, unfortunately someone put one of the components in backwards and the whole thing backfired on the user making him soil himself.

And the time I made a pair of jet boots but after I told not to go to full impulse power (to which they ignored me on) they decided to do it anyway, which flew all the way to the power generator knocking out the power to the building. Boy did my dad swear that day, and I got the full blast of it.

But this, this was a great invention, it provided plenty of energy to light up the whole of Berk ten times over and its cost no fossil fuels to use. Making it cleaner.

But I was still going to get it in the neck for this incident.

And if it wasn't my dad's disappointment telling it was Snotlout and his fists.

Which I hear from his cracking knuckles was about to happen.

Well that was until a certain blond girl came in.

"what's going on here?"

That is Astrid Hofferson, future fighter pilot (and youngest if they allowed a sixteen year old to fly that quick), top fighter in her age group, followed by Snotlout.

Now you'd think at this point that they would be a couple for both being top fighters but no matter how many time he flirts with her, she always turns him down by means of breaking a part of his body.

Now another bit of information to know we used to be friends when we were younger me and Astrid, but that all changed when her uncle Finn was the tester of my sonic gun.

Like I said, if they made sure the components were in the right way then it wouldn't of happened.

Sufficed to say he quit after that feeling too embarrassed to face his peers, she never believed me at all and stopped talking to me afterwards.

So Imagine her hatred when she found out she was my bodyguard.

"what? Oh nothing babe just teaching useless here what I think of his inventions" Snotlout replied casually like it was a normal thing to do.

Astrid however was not impressed and she demonstrated it by walking up to him and twisting his right arm all the way behind him "first off. Don't! Ever! Call! Me!Babe!" she yelled adding more force to her grip "and second that's the bosses son so even if you don't like him, remember he's still above you!" she finished pushing him away to which he ran off not wanting any more punishment.

But she wasn't finished yet as she turned round to me, eye's burning into mine.

"and you! you need to stand up for yourself! man up start working on this.." she said poking me in the chest and arms "instead of all this useless junk!" she gestured to the arc reactor to which I found insulting.

Of course I'm not one for confrontation so I say nothing.

Seeing herself get frustrated she growls and storms off towards the door she came from before turning around "oh by the way your dads looking for you, he's up in his office" she said before slamming the door shut.

Oh great I wonder what my dad wants?

Most likely going to punish me for Tuffnuts numb nuts.

Sighing I decide to get it over with and accept what's coming to me.

Astrid

*Bang!*

Stupid stupid Hiccup!

*Bang! Bang!*

Why won't he stand up for himself? Its not so hard!

*Bang! Bang!*

Its like he has a liking for pain.

*Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!*

He just gets me so "Ahhh!"

*Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Click. Click. Click*

I throw my gun down ready to reload until I hear a voice behind me.

"yep Astrid I think you got them all" I look around to see a friend of mine.

Fredrick "Fishlegs" Ingerman.

Top record holder in the company, re alphabetised the whole data system and dispite his large size, his heart is just as large so I was surprsed to see him at the shooting range until I saw the book in his hand.

"what you want Fishlegs?" I said trying not to lose my temper.

He started getting nervous as he starts pointing at his book and the targets lined up.

"j-just checking the data on the target computers, to help with some of the soldiers range attacks" he said as he slowly walks over to one of the monitors looking at the latest results.

In this case mine.

"so...what did hiccup do to you this time to get you mad?" he asked in a casual voice.

Now it was my turn to be nervous "I-I don't know what you mean?" I said turning around to reload my gun again.

"now you don't fool me Astrid, when you're angry you tend to put more kill shot into the targets than needed" he said looking at the targets "and I got to say if that target was a cat, you would of killed all nine of it's lives, so indicates Hiccup pissed you off good and proper..." he then turned to me crossing him arms "so what did he do?".

Knowing that once Fishlegs had a question to ask, he'll not shut up till it was told, so to save me having to shoot him later I give in.

*sigh*

"Its just that he's so, so Hiccup! He doesn't like weapons, he doesn't like war, all he does is invent ways to not kill, but his inventions alway backfire, he never learns! he just carries on retuning them to work! Why an't he like us!?" I shout out finally taking a deep breath to calm down and straighten myself up as I look at Fishlegs.

Who just smiles.

"better?" was all he said.

I smile back "yeah, a bit thanks".

Then I notice him looking at my gun.

"Astrid, may I examine your gun please?" he asks me.

A little confused I hand him over the gun as he looks at it carefully.

"Nice weapon, custom made looking at it" he says before looking at the targets I shot at "fifteen shot limit?" he ask as I nod still looking confused.

"Interesting" I hear him say.

"what's interesting?" I ask him as he looks at me.

"well judging from the look of it, it resembles the standard desert eagle's we give to the guards around here but they have a nine shot limit with the point three fifty seven magnums they use, this can take six rounds more at ease but..." he stops as he feels the weight of the fully loaded weapon before speaking again "feels lighter" he hands me my gun back as I examine it "I got to say whoever made that for you really knew what he was doing" he smiles as he gathers up his book and pen before leaving "well thats all the data I need for tonight, see you later Astrid" he stops before looking at me again "oh and don't forget you're escorting Hiccup to the airport on friday" he reminds before heading out.

Great what a way to spend a new year taking useless to the airport.

Well better get some sleep

At least today's wednesday.

Hiccup

As I get out of the elevator to the top floor of the build and look at double large doors in front of me reading "Stephen Haddock, CEO" I start to panic at what would happen in there

Okay Hiccup breathe in and out, in and out.

After all its not my first time up here.

I start to knock on the door hoping he's not in.

But the universe hates me.

"come in"

Sighing at my misfortune I open one of the large doors to see a large desk with an equally large man looking over some paperwork.

"er y-you wanted to see me d-dad?" I ask nervously as he looks up at me before standing up and towering over me.

No big achievement there.

"yes Hiccup, it has come to my attention that you need to learn more about the buisness side of this company before you can become involved" he said to me before walking over to the gigantic window overlooking the other buildings of Haddock Industries before speaking again.

"so after speaking with the other board of directors, including Alvin..."

I would like to add that Alvin Anderson is my dad second in command and one of his oldest friends, besides Gareth 'Gobber' Belch who has been missing for over a year now.

"I have decided that on friday, you are going on a flight to Afghanistan to demonstrate the new missiles that'll help the troops win this war. Do this and I'll give you permission to use your inventions lab again, providing they stay in there. Deal?" he said waiting for me to answer.

"but I can't sell weapon that'll kill and you know that!" I said to him which didn't faze him one bit.

"this is serious Henry! You need to stop all...this!" he said waving his hand in my direction.

"you just gestured to all of me" I said with a dull tone.

"so do we have a deal" he asked again.

"I'm not getting out of this am I?" I said but again no reaction.

"deal!" he shouted getting a little angry.

Sighing I give up "deal".

Smiling he puts his hands on top of my shoulders "good" he says before walking over to his jacket on the back of his chair and putting it on.

"right I'll be off on a business trip to New York for a few day so I'll see you when you get back" he says before walking out of the door, leaving me in the large office all by myself.

Well got till friday, might as well head down to the garage and work on my own personal project that I've been doing since I first got my license.

And with that I head to the elevator and down to the lower levels.

Friday Morning

Astrid

"Hiccup!" I shout looking for him all over the place but no sign.

For twenty four hours he's been missing and now he needs to be found so we can get going to the airport.

Last place to look is the garage, but why would he been in here?

Until I hear a familiar voice.

Well singing more like.

"#Living easy, Loving free. Season ticket on a one way ride. Asking nothing, Leave me be. Taking everything in my stride...#"

That can't be him can it?

But as round the corner where the singing came from my suspicions were confirmed.

It was Hiccup and he was working on something that looked amazing.

A black motorbike with a dark blue streak running through it.

Carbon fibre body and wheels, looks like it was designed for speed.

But he couldn't of made that could he?

I shook that thought out of my head remember why I was looking for him adn start to tap his shoulder.

"# I'm on the highway to helaahhhh!" he screams as he looks up and see me over him.

"A-astrid, hey Astrid w-what are you doing here?" he say nervously at me to which I roll my eye's.

"Its friday stupid, we need to get going now!" I say pulling him up before I let him go.

"Oh yeah, I nearly forgot. Well can you do me a favor and take my bag into the car and go without me and I'll catch up with you in a bit?" he ask as I glare at him.

"you do realise I drive a porsche nine eighteen? and will be going at top speed to get you there on time?" I said to him as I point to the siver car next to us.

He just shrugs "don't worry I'll be there" he says with a sly smile on his face.

Is he challenging me?

Then so be it.

"we'll see" was all I said as I grab his bag and chuck it into the passenger seat of the car before getting into the drivers side, turned on the engine and took off through the garage and towards the main exit of Haddock Industries and on towards the highway.

For five minutes I hear nothing.

That was until I get a phone call.

It was Hiccup.

I hit the speaker button and answer "hello"

"hello Astrid how far are you from the airport?" he asks.

A bit puzzled but answer his question "I'm about ten miles away" I replied looking at my sat nav at where I am.

"well what a coincidence, so am I" he said confusing me.

That was until I heard the sound of a revved up engine and a black motorbike speeding past me.

On top of the bike was someone in a black leather suit and black helmet with a dark blue stripe on top of it just like that bike.

The rider waved at me before speeding all the way past me.

"Hiccup was that you? How the hell did you get here that quick!?" I shouted down the phone.

"sorry...in...a...tunnel" he replied hanging up the phone before I could shout.

"there's no tunnel you son of a half troll! Grrr!" I was shouting at no one.

Right he might be fast but I know my shortcuts to the airport that'll get me there in no time.

Try and beat will you?

With that I turn onto the nearest exit and head for the smaller roads.

A little bumpy but its the quickest way to get there, he'll hit rush hour traffic at this rate and I'll have victory.

I smile when I see in the distance the control tower to the airport.

As I get to the security barrier, I show my ID card and they let me in and I drove to the gate where the Haddocks private jet awaits me.

But I frown as I get there, laying on the ground with his eye's closed and his auburn hair blowing in the wind is...

"Hiccup!" I shout as he opens up one eye and grins.

He pretends to yawn before sitting up "oh what took your time? I've been here for hours" he said with a smirk.

Okay now that's pissed me off, I grab his bag get out of the car and with one swing I throw his stupid bag right into his stomach knocking the wind out of him.

Now that made me feel better as he groans on the floor.

Smirking, I walk up to him and lift him up.

"now come on you, it'll be time to take off, now remember your speech and what you are selling" I tell him as I drag him up to the plane and into his seat.

"yeah yeah" he said not looking impressed.

"well whatever, if you're not careful you're more likely to lose your leg" I said as I walk towards the door before turning to Hiccup, smiling "good luck" I say as I leave the plane and watch as they close the doors and the plane starts to head to the runway and take off.

Somehow I have a bad feeling about something with him leaving.

But it might be nothing.

One long and drunk flight across the world later

Hiccup

"Ouch, I'm never drinking ever again" I say to myself as I slowly walk down the stairs towards my armed escort to the military camp where I have to act like a salesman and sell these people missiles.

Yeah its like selling a fat man a burger.

What could possibly go wrong.

Oh I wish I kept my big mouth shut.

Because as we passed over an open area we were ambushed.

"stand your ground!, Haddock!, out of the car now!" I hear someone shout over the gun fire and explosions going off.

As we got out of the car one minute and explosion happened just where we were sitting, blowing up the car.

But as the bullets fly, I realise that most of the soldiers on our convoy are dead or dying, realising it'll be me next.

Oh gods this is it. Seventeen years old and I'm going to meet my maker.

And then it happened.

A missile landed near me with the words 'Haddock Industries' printed on it.

Oh the irony, a device that my dads company created about to destroy a Haddock.

"Oh shi..."

*Boom!*

I flew over ten yard from where I was, my left leg was on fire.

I'm starting to black out.

Present time

So that's what happened?

Well that's explains how I ended up here but what about my leg?

I start to sit up until a hand gently grabs my shoulder to keep me down.

"it's best if you lay still lad, you took a wee hit after that blast" I hear a familiar scottish accent.

I turn my head and smile to see a man with a long braided mustache one arm and one leg with a smile I remember back in my childhood until he went missing.

"Gobber!"