beware the dragonborn comes.

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hello living and undead this is a new story I'm writing it is a httyd and skyrim xover enjoy.

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prologue

it was a dark night over the ocean , a crescent moon providing minimal light. a single boat could be seen from a distance it looked like any boat, but if you where to look closer ,you would see the dragon bone armor that protected the extremely large vessel ,so large that you could fit four long boats in it, the dragon bone plating interlocking with the black wood, the large statue on the front was made of dragon skulls and looked like a tree headed dragon floating in the sky ready to breath skin melting hot fire that could fry a person in seconds, then the sails made from dragon wings and skin like huge wings ready to lift the ship out of the water and in to the sky, on both sides of the ship stood qeth diiv or bone wyrm for those who spoke the thu'um written in blood red letters .

it looked demonic.

on the captains balcony, a lone man stood. rugged auburn hair being blown by the wind, a bit of stubble on his chin, a scar going from his left cheek to over his eye into his eyebrow, wearing black night robes sharp green eyes staring out at the moon reflecting on the ocean ,holding a glint of something feral, a will to hunt to kill, he looks up at the moon ,the very thing keeps him awake at night, he stood at 6,6 a very muscular man even visible throe his night robe.

inside the room it was beautifully decorated, dark wood walls the largest room in the ship it was like a one floor house, with black and red chairs, a tapestry of a man in black armor, killing a giant black dragon with a blue and greed orb ,representing the earth, in between its jaws his black sword buried in its chest and lighting hitting it from the sky, in the background was a beautiful hall with a dragon bone bridge and a mist hanging heavy in the air, underneath it in gold thread was written.

HICCUP STORMCALLER SLAYING ALDUIN THE WORLD EATER IN SOLSTHEIM

another tapestry showed the same man fighting a man in a golden mask in on a huge tower, the tower surrounded by an ocean of black goo with the odd tentacle sticking out, dragon bones littered the tower, underneath it was written.

HICCUP STORMCALLER FIGHTING MIRAAK THE FIRST RAGON BORN IN APOCTYPHA

several closets and tables stood around the room, a large bookcase filled witch books on magic, sword fighting and archery a big desk, and in a king sized bed made from the same dark wood as the walls ,engraved with forests and wolfs, red bed curtains open on one side in it laid a beautiful red haired, women scars and tattoos adorned her body ,as she lay on her belly, black blankets up to the middle of her shiver from a breeze, her pale blue eyes opening and looking to the man on the balcony, she gets up and pulls on a dark blue night robe. she walks to the man and speaks in a soft but still strong tone.

"couldn't sleep? " she asks.

"no ,I'm to nervous, it feels like the dragon and the wolf are going at it in my head again."he answers her his voice soft, like a whisper but careening a feeling of power that is trying to escape. he speaks again."I've been gone for seven years, seven years, aela, and now, I'm returning, in tree days we reach shore."

flashback ( around 7 years ago)

a boy stood on a small boat he had found shipwrecked on the shores, he had repaired the damage, a couple of rotten planks a new sail and rudder and it was ready to go, he had every thing ready and in barrels or crates food, fresh water, a fishing rod, rope, extra sails, all of the coins he had saved over the years, about 3 gold pieces 20 silver pieces and 120 bronze pieces, medical supplies from gothi apparently she had seen his departure in a vision and decided to help him, he was leaving, its not like they would miss him, hell snotlout would throw a party, and call it a holyday, he hated him, ohh he hated him, every time he talks he got a burning feeling in his throat, a feeling telling him to roar an shout at him, like that would help it would probably make him laugh, so he suppressed it.

but his leaving wasn't only because of snotlout, no it was also because he wanted to prove himself to prove he was strong that he could kill dragons, that he could fight.

and so he set of in to the sunset, nobody will miss me he thought hi eyes watering but he would not cry, he never cried before he would not give them the satisfaction, they would not miss him.

how wrong he was.

end flashback

"you are not the same man who left hiccup, you aren't hiccup horrendous haddock the third anymore, you are hiccup stormcaller slayer of alduin ,commander of the blades ,high legate of the imperial legion, you have more titles then the emperor, but you are half as arrogant, and that is how your going to show yourself."she spoke her voice getting stronger true out her speech.

"thank you love I needed that, and your right I have changed I am stronger and I am myself, that is who I'm going to show them ,me, I will probably kill snotlout thou. "his voice held no humor, he was serious in his treat.

"and every one on this ship is going to be right behind you dear, now lets get to bed." she says before stealing a quick kiss and going back to the bed.

he smiles as he joins her. his last thought before falling asleep is 'this isn't going to be so bad... if I can hurt snotlout.'

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end prologue next chapter we arrive at berk and see what they think about hiccup's leaving.

tombstone, going to his grave.

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