Okay, since I'm running blank on most of my other fanfics right now, I think I'll introduce you guys to my "How to Train Your Dragon" Fanfic. It was originally my national novel writing month novel, but then i got sucked into that new movie, "Rise of the Guardians" and started writing a novel for that instead. (I will be posting that after this month is over). So, until nanowrimo is over, i'll be giving you guys the chapters of this novel that i had complete before i changed my mind.

The prologue is in Hiccup's point of view, but the rest of the story from chapter 1 onwards is from Rana's point of view!

So, please read and review guys! I wanna know if the effort i put into this was worth it!

Prologue

Hiccup's POV

Welcome to Berk, one of the coldest places you could ever live. Long ago, the people of Berk were plagued by daily attacks from dragons. That's right. Dragons. So, as a result, for the next three-hundred years, we Vikings fought with dragons, always focused on one thing: killing them. I felt the very same way about dragons, mostly because at that time, the only way to get any sort of status around here was to kill one. My father, the great chief of our tribe, Stoick the Vast, was said to have popped a dragon's head clean off its shoulder when he was quite young. Do I believe it? Yes, I do.

My own mind started to change after I ended up shooting down a Night Fury. I was all set on killing the beast and cutting its heart out to take to my father and prove to him that I wasn't a waste of space. But when I found myself confronted with it, I saw that the Night Fury looked just as frightened as I was. I looked at him and I saw myself. So, I couldn't bring myself to kill him. Instead, I cut him loose from my invention's ropes and let him go. At first he attacked me, and I swear, I thought it was all over. But instead of going for the kill, like Gobber the Belch, the village blacksmith, said that dragons always did, the Night Fury simply roared in my face and ran off.

That was when I decided that I didn't want to fight dragons anymore. But, before I could inform my father of this, he stuck me in dragon training that was instructed by Gobber and consisted of Astrid Hofferson (Yes, she is the girl of my dreams), my cousin, Snotlout, Fishlegs, a real dragon expert, and the always arguing twins, Ruffnut and Tuffnut.

When I went to find the Night Fury, I found him in a cove, where he was trying to fly away. At first, I couldn't understand why he didn't just fly away , and then I noticed that his left tail fin was missing, probably having been cut off by my crazy machine that downed him the first time. That was why he couldn't fly. Gobber had told us that a downed dragon was a dead dragon, that it was the wings and the tails you needed to go for. That was why the Night Fury couldn't just fly away. His tail fin being gone prevented that and it was my fault.

I felt bad so one day, I actually got the guts to actually confront him. I gave him a fish and as he reached out to take it, I saw that he was toothless. But as I pointed it out, his teeth suddenly shot out and he snapped the fish out of my hands, swallowing it whole. Then he started coming close to me, freaking me out. That was when he coughed up half of the fish I had just given him. He actually expected me to eat the thing! Blech! Just to please him, I took a bite and, suppressing my gag reflex, I swallowed.

After that, things got better. Every day after dragon training, I'd go visit Toothless, as I had started calling him, and every day I'd learn even more about him. It helped during dragon training. I kept getting better, and it was all thanks to Toothless. I should of known things wouldn't stay that smoothly forever. Why do I say that? Well, for starters, my dad came home to find out that I was excelling in dragon training. Then, after giving me a helmet made from half of my mother's breast plate, it really seemed like we were bonding.

Then Astrid found out about Toothless and she was going to tell everyone until Toothless and I took her for a little trip. Then she was on our side. That was when we discovered the dragon nest where we also found the dragon that's in charge of it all! It was huge! The other dragons were brining food right to it and if the food wasn't good enough, the big dragon ate them instead. While Astrid and I watched it, it saw us and tried to attack us, but luckily, Toothless got us away.

Then, my final test came around. My dad was there to watch so I decided that, instead of killing the Monstrous Nightmare I was supposed to actually kill, I would show everyone that dragons weren't what we thought they were. Unfortunately, that all backfired when Dad startled the Nightmare and it ended up attacking me. Toothless heard me screaming and came to my rescue. But my village didn't understand that dragons could be kind creatures and they attacked Toothless. I wasn't able to stop my village from chaining Toothless up.

That was when things really got bad. Dad dragged me home and began chewing me out, nothing I wasn't used to. When I told him that he could do whatever he wanted to me but not hurt Toothless, well, that really set him off. He really blew his top when I mentioned that Toothless had dragged me and Astrid to their nest. When I told him not to go and for once in his life could he please just listen to me, he threw me aside saying that I wasn't a Viking, and that I wasn't his son. That just really made me feel bad.

Not long after the ships left, Astrid gave me her version of a pep talk, asking me why I wouldn't kill Toothless when I had the chance to. I answered that I wouldn't kill him because he looked just as frightened as I was. I looked at him, and I saw myself. That was when I decided to do something crazy. Astrid managed to convince Fishlegs, Snotlout, and the twins to help me save our parents. We took the dragons Gobber had chained up and rode them to the island where we found the fleet battling an enormous dragon. While my newfound friends distracted the enormous dragon, Astrid and I searched for Toothless.

We found the Night Fury in the middle of burning ships. Dropping me off, I preceded to free Toothless as Astrid went to help the others. To my surprise, my dad ended up helping. Then he apologized for what he had said to me. I apologized right back and flew in to help my friends. Toothless and I took over the fight, using the Green Death's size against it. We went into a dive and set its insides on fire.

But as Toothless and I flew back upwards away from the explosion, the club-like tail fell at us and knocked me off Toothless's back. I was knocked out cold and the next thing I knew, I was waking up in my house in a newly dragonized village. My left leg, it turned out, had been burned away in the explosion and Gobber had made me a new prosthetic. He had also made Toothless a new tail fin and after that everything was just amazing.

Seven months later, I discovered that my fourteen-year-old sister, Rana, was having trouble bonding with a dragon. As much as I wanted to help her, I knew she'd have to do the bonding on her own. Not that I doubted her, because though she might've been a hiccup like me, an outcast, she had tons more spirit than I could've hoped to have in my entire life.

So, was it worth the effort? Or should i just scrap it? Please review and let me know otherwise i think i'll lose my mind!