So this is my first HTTYD fic! I was inspired by a trailer for HTTYD 2, where there's a chase between Hiccup and another rider (who I shall not name for those of you who don't want to know XD) But my mind immediately took the chase scene and...well, this was what became of it XD
So I'd love it if you lovely readers would take the time to leave a review with advice on how to write for the HTTYD fandom (like how to write their personalities/actions, etc...), ideas for the fic, or just to tell me if you like the fic!
Enjoy!
The Isle was deserted, so it wasn't like anything too awful would happen, right?
Well, Hiccup was known to be wrong.
When the dragon rose from no where, Hiccup couldn't help but gape. The dragon was far larger than Toothless, and that wasn't a good sign.
But when the dragon's wings pushed down, what Hiccup saw on the dragons back was even more shocking.
A human stood there, wrapped in thick, heavy clothing and a mask with many horns hiding their face. Hiccup couldn't tell if the person was male or female, the many layers of clothing hiding their gender. But whoever it was, Hiccup could tell was a threat (if the strange, staff-like weapon being pointed towards him was anything to go by).
Even with his riding helmet guarding his head and face, Hiccup felt like the person could see right through him. It made him shudder.
The viking turned to where Astrid and Stormfly flew beside him and Toothless. He made a gesture.
"Go back to the village!" He ordered. The blonde woman gave him an incredulous look.
"Are you crazy?!" She demanded. "I'm not leaving you alone with...with that!" She snapped, gesturing to the giant dragon pursueing them.
"Just go!" Hiccup retorted. "Toothless and I will distract them!"
Uneasiness shone in Astrid's blue eyes, but she finally nodded.
"Stay safe." She said softly. Hiccup could barely hear her over the passing wind currents, but he managed to understand and nodded.
"We will."
As they split up, Hiccup was relieved to see the large dragon and unknown rider following him and ignoring the retreating form of Astrid and Stormfly.
Hiccup leaned forward, lower to Toothless' neck, knees clamping ever so slightly tighter on the Nightfury's sides.
"Alright bud." Hiccup mumbled to Toothless. "Let's show them what happens when they challenge a Nightfury!"
The black dragon growled low in agreement, protective nature over his young viking friend showing as it always did. Hiccup's fingers slid over dark scales, resting once in a comfortable place. A deep breath...
"Let's go!"
Toothless roared, flipping over and firing a plasmic blast at the stanger and their dragon. The other rider dodged, but the smoke from the blast temporarily blinded them.
Flipping back over, the dragon gave a powerful flap as Hiccup adjusted Toothless' prosthetic tail. The young man glanced about, and his soft green eyes caught a tunnel entrance. He pointed it out around his friend.
"There! We'll lose them in those ice caves!"
Toothless warbled, wings tilting. They darted into the tunnel entrance.
The walls were covered in ice, and sharp, thick, deadly icicles dangled above them precariously. Hiccup shuddered to think what ould happen if they were dislodged.
A roar shook the air, and the young viking looked back in alarm to see the strange dragon and rider had followed them in.
"Oh great." Hiccup groaned, adjusting Toothless' tail. "We need to lose them, bud!"
The Nightfury gave a low rumbled, bright acidic eyes narrowing, ear flaps lowering close to the dragon's skull.
The two continued on, darting around long collums of ice and through narrow openings. But no matter what they tried, they couldn't seem to lose their pursuers. Hiccup couldn't understand it. No one else could keep up with him and Toothless back on Berk, yet this stranger rider and dragon could.
Toothless beat his wings sharply, and the two found themselves in a tunnel that went straight down.
The Nightfury pressed his wings close to his body and Hiccup released his hold on the dragon. They both fell down through the tunnel, no longer one form but two seperate shadows. Glancing behind them, Hiccup felt dread settle all the more firmly in his gut as he saw the stranger and their dragon still on their tails.
A warble from Toothless made Hiccup look down, and he saw the ground coming up fast. With well practiced ease, Hiccup reached over, taking a hold of Toothless' saddle and pulling himself on. He fit his prosthetic into the stirup and with a click, Tootless' fin adjusted into a gliding position.
The young viking and Nightfury barely avoided the ground, the dragons claws grazing the ground ever so slightly. Hiccup leaned forward once more, pressing into his friends back.
They were now in the lower levels of the ice tunnels, it seemed. Probably at the base of the mountain. Ahead of them, Hiccup could see the light of the sun through a tunnel, and hope filled his heart.
"C'mon bud, just a little farthe-!"
A large Gronkle suddenly blocked their escape, upon its back yet another masked rider. Toothless swerved, barely avoiding the snapping jaws of the dragon. Hiccup flinched, and barely resisted the urge to shut his eyes in terror. But he couldn't, and forced himself to keep looking ahead.
"This is not good...!" The young man muttered under his breath.
Shadows darted through ice pillars, distorted reflections danced across the crystaline walls. Why were there so many dragon riders? Berk was the only place to have tamed dragons, Hiccup thought.
Yet around him was proof that it wasn't so, and to make matters worse, the strange rider and dragon still followed, and now so did the Gronkle rider.
Hiccup licked his lips nervously.
"C'mon bud, faster! Please, fly faster!" He pleaded quietly, trying to keep his growing fear out of his voice. Toothless warbled and crooned, trying to calm his young human friend as he complied, midnight black wings pushing and straining.
?'s POV
Never had I seen a Nightfury tamed, let alone by one from another island.
Yet before me was the proof. A male of unknown age, clothes for riding, face hidden by a riding helm different from that which my own people wore. He sat on the back of a dragon, the glistening black scales and lithe form evidence of the beast's race.
The flying style was one which I had never encountered either. Even Windstriker and I were having some trouble keeping up.
But we could not fail. The gift of dragon taming couldn't reach any waring lands, or dragons would be forced to become weapons, and all would end up suffering the consiquences.
The girl with the Nadder had escaped, but she wasn't gifted like this Nightfury rider. She wasn't capable of teaching others how to tame dragons, but this stranger was.
Other village members had come and were offering assistance in trying to force the rider to land, but there was no such luck yet.
This rider was so very talented. Just who was he?
3rd POV
Hiccup could hear the shallow, slightly wheezing breath of Toothless. The Nightfury never had to fly so hard for so long since the defeat of the dragon queen. Hiccup lightly ran a hand over his friends dark scales.
"I know Toothless, you're getting tired. Just a little longer, okay? I know you can do it, bud."
A soft croon was given in reply, and the young viking grimaced, glancing back.
The rider in front pointed down. He (or she) wanted them to land.
Hiccup turned to look at Toothless. His friend couldn't keep it up much longer, and no doubt his wings were aching. Bellow, sticking out from the walls of ice was an outcroping of rock, big enough for them to land.
"Alright, buddy. Let's land."
Toothless looked at him with what seemed to be shock, but Hiccup simply nodded down at the rock outcrop. The dragon gave a soft croon.
"It'll be okay, Toothless." The viking assured. "Just land."
With a push of his prosthetic leg, Hiccup adjusted Toothless' tail. The Nightfury dived down, landing with the grace of a feline.
Hiccup clambered off quickly as the other dragon and rider landed, others soon following and landing behind the stranger. As the groups leader, Hiccup's pursuer, slid off the larger dragon, Toothless growled. Hiccup patted his friend's head, giving the scales on the Nightfury's neck an idle scratch.
The stranger stepped closer, and Toothless' ear flaps pressed down to his skull, eyes narrowing as his growl grew louder and his teeth slid out with a distinct shink.
"Easy there, Toothless." Hiccup mumbled, moving forward to stand slightly in front of his friend.
The other dragon rider cast a glance at the Nightfury, then, much to Hiccup's surprise, slowly crouched and set down the staff they held, rising back up with their hands held up in surender.
"You ride well, for an outlander."
The sudden voice from behind the mask made Hiccup jump slightly. He watched warily as the strange rider removed their mask.
A man stood before him. Long, wild, white-blonde hair framed a thin face with high cheek bones. The man's skin was a dark tan, and his narrow eyes were silver-blue in hue. A long scar crossed from above his right brow, over his nose, to the left side of his jaw. He looked to be in his early thirties.
He didn't look anything like any of the other males back on Berk, Hiccup mused.
"I've never had so much trouble following another rider." The man stated. "And I commend you for that. But I'm afraid now the chase is over, and we must talk."
Hiccup sighed, reaching up and removing his own riding helmet.
"Alright then." He replied. "What about?"
The other male saw his face, and shock filled his silver-blue eyes.
"A...A child?" The man mumbled. Hiccup frowned.
"What? I am not a child!" He sputtered. "I'm eighteen!"
The man managed to school the surprise out of his features.
"I apologize." He said, soft warm voice easing Hiccup's nerves slightly.
"So, any reason you suddenly decided to play tag? Or do you just like to scare every dragon rider that comes by?"
The man smiled slightly, chuckling as he scratched the under side of his own dragon's chin. The dragon gave a gutteral purr.
"I'm sorry if I frightened you and your friend. But you see, there is a rule that my people uphold."
"Your people?" Hiccup parroted, raising a brow. The man nodded.
"Yes. The Frost Tribe. We live here, on the Isle of Ice."
The young viking licked his lips nervously.
"O...Okay. So what's the rule?"
The man's face became serious.
"No dragon tamer may leave the island. You, young rider, are a tamer. I'm afraid...that you cannot leave."