Edit 9/14/16: Added new plot elements. Let's see who can find them.

Writing Style:

"Thought Speech"

'Thoughts'

"Normal Speech"

The roars of a dragon raid were heard by everybody in the village of Berk, except for one. Hiccup was in the back room at the forge that Gobber had given him, working on a new design for something that would inevitably be destroyed, not by the dragons, but by the village. Of course, he still designed it. Several minutes into the raid, Gobber came barging through the door, grabbing the young lad and pulling him into the main area and pointed at the pile of weapons that was forming on the counter. Hiccup knew what he had to do, he had been under Gobber's tutelage since he could remember, it was the only place he was wanted. There was shouting, yelling, the roar of dragons and of the fire that said beasts had started but Hiccup didn't hear any of it, leaving him in a sort of peace.

The boy was deaf, after all. Hiccup was born that way. Normally the deaf or blind would be set adrift in a basket onto the ocean and a sort of funeral was held for the child. What made Hiccup different was when the elder, Gothi, examined him and told the Chief and his wife of the ailment, she also told them that he must live. When asked why, her response was only this, "It is the Will of the Gods that your son live, for he is to do great things in his life."

This prophecy about the boy was cemented into the minds of the vikings when one night, about a few months after his birth, dragons broke into each house with a child in it and took them away into the night. Hiccup was the only one who was spared that fate as it was his mother Valka that was taken by the four-winged dragon and never seen or heard from again instead of him. This left Hiccup as the motherless remnant of his generation. His father, the chief, was constantly pestered to take a new wife, bare a new heir, after all, being deaf, small, and lanky were not qualities that were anywhere near desireable. Though, Stoick held out hope that his Valka was still alive, somewhere.

Despite all the challenges that he faced, Hiccup managed to grow up and become Gobber's assistant in the forge. Gobber become more a father to the deaf boy then Stoick was. He helped him learn how to read and write by showing him objects and the word for said object. The young Hiccup picked up on it faster than one would think possible and the pair even came up with a rudimentary version of sign language. Though despite how much he had accomplished in spite of his disability, he never gained any sort of acceptance from the rest of Berk. Together, the two became nigh inseparable in the forge.

The raid was about halfway over when the Night Fury appeared. Hiccup could still hear sound frequencies that were at the extreme ends of the frequency charts, despite being deaf, so he was able to hear the screech of the Night Fury long before anybody else could.

'Oh not again' Hiccup thought as the screech reached his ears. Everybody else started hearing the sound a few moments later and the cries of Night Fury, get down were heard throughout the village. Gobber promptly tapped Hiccup on his shoulder before signing for him to stay put in the forge while he went out and fought. Hiccup agreed with him as he had no problems with not going outside as he wouldn't be able to hear if a dragon was sneaking up on him. Tonight was different though, he felt an inexplicable urge to go.

'If I just keep my back to the walls I should be fine.' Hiccup thought as he set the last weapon in a stack on the ready rack for anybody to take and then stepped outside. Strangely enough there was nobody outside of the forge. It was desolate, devoid of beings, human or dragon. Hiccup looked around and saw the raid was still happening, but everybody seemed to be avoiding the forge.

'Well, this was less exciting than I thought…' Hiccup went to go back into the forge, but as soon as he turned he stopped dead in his tracks. Sat before him was a dragon, not just any dragon, but the one and only Night Fury.

'Ah crap. Of course it's the Night Fury to find me. At least it will be quick and painless.' Were the last thoughts that went through Hiccup's head as he tilted his head down and prepared for the plasma blast to finish him. Only it didn't come. After a few seconds of waiting Hiccup looked up to see the dragon looking at him in curiosity and as if waiting for him to do something. For the first time since turning around, Hiccup locked eyes with said dragon. Hiccup once again felt an odd sudden urge, this one telling him to raise his hand, which he did.

The Night Fury saw the hand and growled slightly, arousing a flinch from the teen who snapped his head back, prepared for the dragon to tear into him. Though instead of the tearing and burning sensation of his arm being torn off, he felt something he had never felt before. It felt almost like leather and fish scales had a son, and that son was touching his hand. He looked up to see what it was and was surprised to see the Night Fury, eyes closed with its head leaning into his palm. It was then that a wave of nausea and dizziness hit the boy, causing him to slowly fall down to the ground. Groggily, he pried open his eyes, finding the midnight dragon had also collapsed with him.

"What just happened?" Was all Hiccup could think as everything rushed back to him. A dragon, no, the Night Fury, had just let him touch it. Then he had felt something. It was as if somebody, or something was knocking at the front door to his mind, wanting to be let in; it seemed as if he had let the thing in as his mind felt different.

"What just happened is we bonded," a deep, rumbling, masculine voice echoed through his mind.

"Who is that!? Why can I hear you?" Hiccup responded as he shuffled into a sitting position, scrambling backwards up against the wall as he looked around to see who was talking, as it was the first voice besides his own he had ever heard.

"Don't worry, I am not here to hurt you. I could never hurt you, you're my bonded and my rider." The voice once again said. Hiccup kept looking around to see who it could be but he saw nothing except for the Night Fury on the ground in front of the boy, staring at him.

"Am I…no, I can't be talking to a Night Fury! How is this even possible!" Hiccup once again thought, whispering unintelligibly, still not understanding what was going on.

"Well you are talking to me. This is possible because I have created a mental link with you. For some reason you are the only person I can sense I would be able to do this with. You mind is much stronger than any other human. Let me show you what I mean; and I prefer to be called by my name, Zahnlos." The Night Fury, or Zahnlos, said back to the boy. Hiccup just sat there, he couldn't understand what was going on. His brain was overloaded as a stream of memories, the dragons' memories, came flooding into his mind showing him what had happened and how it had happened. Hiccup clenched his fists into the dirt, it felt hot, like his eyes were burning. It was too much for the boy, as he passed out. Zahnlos' plates flattened against his head and grabbed the boy before heading towards a cove in the forest he had seen many a-times when he had flown around.

Unobserved to him, somebody had seen him take off with Hiccup from the forge and into the sky.

"Stoick!" The voice of Gobber rang out over the sounds of a finishing raid. Moments later, Stoick arrived at the forge.

"What is it Gobber?" Stoick asked. "Where is Hiccup?"

"That's why I called. I was on my way back to the forge when I saw the Night Fury standing outside of it." Gobber started.

"Dear Thor, Hiccup! Is Hiccup alright?" Stoick almost yelled as he griped his friend in fear. Even though he didn't show it often, he still loved his son as he was not only his son but his only link to his lost wife, Valka.

"Well, here's the thing. The beast took off with him in its clutches." Gobber informed him. The Chief, Stoick 'Oh Hear His Name and Tremble' The Vast Haddock fell to his knees. Taken by a dragon, a Night Fury no less, he was condemned to death, just like his Valka. Gobber went to support his friend but was pushed away as he got up with a serious look on his face. Gobber knew that face, it was very similar to the face he had when Valka was taken. It was a face the meant he wanted revenge, for not only losing Valka but now Hiccup as well. Stoick the Vast was out for blood.

Ok, so yes I know that I have another story, "Moving On" that I should be working on right now, but I got this idea in my head during my ASL class earlier today and its stuck there so I just had to write it out. Now that I have I will get back to "Moving On". I promise! So since you guys are here anyways, what do you think? I don't think I have seen this before, Deaf!Hiccup I have seen Blind!Hiccup before but not deaf.

I used Sam Elliot as my inspiration for Toothless's voice, so that should help some of you who wonder. And yes, I changed Toothless's name as the pair can now talk telepathically. For anybody interested, there is a special prize for anybody who can correctly identify why I picked Zahnlos for his name.

So I have been talking with a reader about this story as none of this was planned and He/She gave me an idea on what to do with this story. Before it was kind of generic with the plot but now it is completely unique! So y'alls can thank Anonymous Noob the 2nd for that. You're awesome and you know it!

Semper Fi,

Thearizona