This is Berk, its twelve days north of hopeless, few degrees south of freezing to death and its located solidly on the meridian of misery. This is my village in a word, sturdy. this village has been here for nearly several generations but every building is new. here we have hunting fishing and an amazing view of the sunset. the only problem is the pests, see some places have mice or insects we have -
"Dragons..." I said leaning on the door I had just slammed to keep myself from being roasted like a fish my heart beating like crazy opening the door that still felt hot to me and seeing the dragon was gone I rushed outside and headed to the forge. Dodging most Vikings and dragon attacks alike. See most people would have left by now but not Vikings, no we have stubbornness issues. My name is Hiccup Horrendous haddock the third, great name for a girl I know. But it's not the worse trust me, our parents think that hideous names will frighten off gnomes and trolls. Like our wonderful Viking personality wouldn't do that.
As I continued to make my way through the village a very hefty Viking shouldered me as he ran into battle causing me to spin around and making my shoulder hurt like crazy. Turning back around as fast as I could I wound up getting blasted back by a Gronkle blast landing hard on my back and an older Viking landing over me and screaming in my face specks of his beard that still seems to have embers in it "morning!" the Viking yelled before hopping up again with his axe and heading back into battle.
Jumping down on to one of the ramps I ran up it as fast as I could as I did I passed by some Vikings all telling me the same thing
"Get inside"
"What are you doing out!"
"Get back inside. "
But i ignored them it seems like I never get to be out! unlike the other Viking girls and woman I'm not as strong or 'built' like them my arms are thin and don't have that much strength to wield an ax, I'm basically the weakling of my generation and it sucks. Getting close to the stairs leading to the forge a nadder shot by scorching the ground. Just as I'm about to cross the scorched pathway I was yanked back by the back of my fur vest and tunic with a loud "hiccup!" being yelled out.
Suddenly I was being held up in front of my fathers angry red bearded face, and he didn't look to pleased to see me. "What is she doing out again- what are you doing out here, get inside" he said setting me down and scooting me forward which a scoot for him is a shove for my lighter form.
That man would be Stoic the vast chief of our tribe, they said that when he was a baby he popped a dragons head straight off its body, and as I watch my dad throw a cart straight at a Nadder and knocking it out of the sky I can say I fully believe that story without a doubt. While my dad was distracted by talking to another Viking about what dragons where here I ran as fast as I could to get the the forge, as I passed the touches that were being lit and risen I smiled a bit as I saw the black smith building and ran in.
"Nice of you to finally join us, I thought you would have been carried away by now" Gobber said as he hammered what looks like use to be a sword with his prosthetic hammer hand. He's like a second father to me, and he actually listens to me most of the time. I've been under his wing as a black smith for as long as i can remember. "Who me? nah they wouldn't know what to do with a Viking like me" I said as I lifted a different prosthetic hammer and put it back into place. Yes my shoulder that was probably bruising right now was going to feel this in the morning. "'Ey they need tooth picks don't they?" he asked as I ran to the window and pushed it open as a Viking laid down a bunch of broken weapons.
Picking up the weapons in my scrawny arms I hurried over to the hot coals throwing the weapons on it before moving to bellows I started to blow air under the hot coals to heat them up once more making the broken areas on the weapons red hot for Gobber and I to work on. When those where halfway done I went to the window again to collect the others that were there only to see a monstrous nightmare light another house on fire. See old village lots and lots of new. As one of the older Vikings yelled out fire, i see teens of the tribe rush over to get water to put it out. the cubby one is fish legs i believe he can tell you anything you need to know on a dragons strength and power, my cousin Snotlout, the idiotic duo Ruffnut and Tuffnut and...sighs, Ashter. The flames from the fire blast that hit behind him illuminated his strong body and his blond hair. If you haven't already noticed i have a crush on him, but he never notices me unless i make a mistake that makes him annoyed. One day they'll be the ones out their fighting dragons while I'm...stuck here.
Next thing i know i feel Gobber picking me up like my father had and moving me away from the window. "Oh no you don't " he said as he placed me down on to the floor of the shop again. "Oh please let me out i have to make my mark." I pleaded looking up at him. "Oh you have made your mark in all the wrong places" he said reminding me of all my past screw ups. thank you Gobber that's so what I wanted to hear. "Oh come on, just for a few moments I'll kill a dragon. My life will get so much better and I might actually get asked out by someone." I said walking over to my part of the shop still looking at him. "You can't lift and hammer, swing and axe. you can't even throw one of these things!" He said holding up a bola just to have another Viking come and snatch it from his hands before taking off.
"I know I know but that's why I made this this can throw it for me." I said as I patted my invention only for it to activate and throw a bola in Gobbers direction. Good news he dodged bad news...it hit the Viking standing behind him. "See now that's what I'm talking about this thing here." he said coming over to where was making me back up a bit. "But with a mild calibration-"
"Hiccup ...Hiccup if your ever want to get out there and slay a dragon your going to have to stop all of this." He said gesturing to me. "But ..you just gestured to all of me" I said looking at myself then him. "Yes, exactly stop being all of you." He said sounding like he just accomplished getting something through to me. "Oh I see...you sir are playing a dangerous game" I said as I did every time we had this talk plenty of times before. "Keeping this much Viking spirit contained there will be consequences." I said he had a bored look on his face, "I'll take my chances Sword,sharpen" He said handing me a sword to sharpen. I sighed and brought it over to the sharpening stone. One day...one day I'll prove myself. Because killing a dragon is everything around here. a Deadly Nadder's head would at least get me noticed. Gronkles are tough and rock like killing one of them would defiantly get me a date. The Hideous Zipple back two head twice the recognition. Then there is the monstrous nightmare, only the best of the best go after them. You see these dragons have a nasty little habit of setting themselves on fire. Though those dragons are great, the greatest and ultimate of them all is the dragon no one has every seen. Suddenly there's this screech that seems to be getting closer and louder. "Night fury!" someone shouts out the window from where I am I can see it hit one of the towers with its purplish flame destroying it.
This dragon never takes our food, never shows itself and never ever misses. I watch as it goes after the tower again hitting it. No one has ever killed a night fury with a determined look on my face I moved away from the window, today I was going to take down that night fury and finally prove my self to every one to my father. moving to where my invention was I saw Gobber getting his axe prosthetic on. "Man the fort here Hiccup they need me out there" he said before he hobbled out of the shop. before he fully left he turned to me pointing a finger at me "Stay..put..there" he said as I gave him a look that said really? "You know what I mean " He said before giving his Viking yell and rushing out into the raid to fight. Now was my chance! grabbing my invention I ran out of the shop and past a crowd of Viking. I heard someone calling my name as I ran I told them I would be right back which wasn't a lie really I would be back ...after I shot down that night fury.
I ran to the highest hill in the village near where the night fury was attacking though on the way I had to run past several Vikings he didn't seem to pleased to see me. doesn't that just make you all warm and fuzzy inside. setting my invention up I aimed it at the sky.
"Come on..give me something to shoot at" I mumbled looking at the sky I could hear the night fury's roar. looking carefully I could see a dark figure moving in the night sky, the night fury! Hearing that screech I follow its path to the tower where I watch another shot of purple fire explode lighting it on fire as I followed the dragon before launching the bolas from my machine which sent me flying back. getting up as fast as I can I looked at the sky as I heard its cry of surprise as it feel out of the sky heading to far side of the forest from what I saw. "I hit it! yes! did anyone see that!" I yelled out turning around to see if anyone saw that only to hear something smash behind me turning a bit to look behind me I saw a monstrous nightmare. "Except you..." I said before i did the smart thing...run for my life screaming having the dragon chase me. As I ran I dodged blasts from the nightmare seeing something to hide behind in the village I hid just as the nightmare shot a breath of fire at as closed my eyes in fear. When it was over i turned to look to see if it was gone only to see my father appear out of no where and attack something behind me. Seeing that it was the nightmare I gulped placing a hand over my rapidly beating heart.
As I watched the fight I noticed the nightmare try to shoot my dad with fire only for it to not work, he was out of fire power thank Odin. Soon my dad had chased off the dragon which meant one thing for me...I'm in so much trouble. So there might be one more thing you need to know about me. looking at the pillar I was behind finally collapse from the burns it took revealing me to my dad I saw the top of it fall down the plat forms rolling down and bumping into things making me wince a few times and I know making my dad more angry at me then ever before. "Sorry..dad." I said as I looked up and saw the dragons flying off seems like two Nadders were using one of our nets to carry sheep away as the light of the sun started to peek out from the night. Well ...this just made me feel so much worse. Rubbing my arm I looked at my father "Well um...would it help if I said i hit a night fury" I said a bit sheepishly. Only to have my dad grab my vest and pull me with him. Nope no It would not help. "Dad I swear its not like the last time I mean it I really did hit a night fury!" I said trying to get him to believe me but he just kept pulling me along. "you guys were busy and I had a clear shot and it landed some were at raven point" I said I could see Gobber coming over I couldn't tell but I think he pitied me. As I tried to keep explaining my father yelled at me to stop. "Just..stop. Every time you step outside disaster falls. Don't you understand I have bigger problems to deal with, winter is almost upon us and I have the whole village to feed."He said, I knew he was mad but did he really have to say I was a problem. "Well...how much food do we need" I said under my breath but apparently my father heard me. "This isn't a joke!" Here he sighed "Why can't you follow the simplest of orders" He asked me.
"I can't help it...I see a dragon and I just have to kill it..." I said shrugging still keeping my voice low. My father sighed and his voice much softer here. "Your many things Hiccup but a dragon slayer is not one of them." He said but that didn't do much to soften the hurt that I felt. "Now..get back to the house" He said as I looked down sadly as I felt Gobber come up behind me. "Make sure she gets there" He said to him "I have his mess to clean up."
Gee dad you know how to make me feel loved. I could hear some of the villagers laughing at me. That made it all the worse as I walked with Gobber he seemed to glare at some of them. That cheered me up a bit. "Nice performance" Ruffnut said as we passed the teens of the village. "I've never seen anyone screw up that badly, that helped" my cousin said gee nice to know even family things down on me. "Thank you..thank you. i was trying..." I said just wanting to get home. I could feel Ashter's glare on my back as I heard Gobber shove snot lout down. Sometimes I feel like only Gobber is on my side.
Walking up to my house I looked at Gobber. "I really did hit one.." I said to him as we walked "sure you did hiccup" He said to me. "He never listens to me...and when he does he always has disapproving look on his face like someone gipped him on the meat in his sandwich" I said as I walked up on to the porch and imitated my father, " Bar maid I think you brought me the wrong offspring, I ordered an extra large boy with beefy arms extra guts and glory on the side, this...this is a wimpy little fish bone that's more fragile the glass." I said looking to the side sadly. "Now your thinking about this all wrong, its not about what you look like or what gender you are my dear its on the inside that he can't stand." Gobber said to me oh that really helped as I gave him a look that said that really didn't help. "Thank you...that made me feel so warm and fuzzy" I said turning to go inside. "Look the point is stop trying so hard to something that your not." He said to me as I looked at him sadly. "I just want to be one of you..."I said sadly before going into the house and shutting the door I think Gobber realized he did a bit more harm then good. at this point I decided to go look for the night fury to prove to them that I did in fact shoot one down to finally prove to them in not this delicate flower. Grabbing my drawing book and a charcoal pencil I headed to the back door quietly incase Gobber was still outside and head outside and made my way to the forest to head to ravens point and nothing and no one was going to stop me this time.
