Prologue:
After some discussion Valka had finally convinced the tribe that dragons weren't bad. The village then trained all the dragons and killed the Red Death. One of the rules was that each person on Berk had to have a dragon so that weeded out the non-dragon believers, and they were exiled. For the younger ones safety, they had to be at least 5 to have a dragon bigger than a terrible terror.
The Haddock household had one child on the way. The household was ecstatic as the little one was on their way. During this time it was a leap year and one of the strongest winters of them all. The Vikings say that on the fabled February 29th was a bad day for all Vikings and dragons, but still everyone pushes past that and carries on with their work. Little did anyone know that a little baby boy was born on that day. He was three months early and very tiny. The parents were afraid that he wouldn't make it. They named the little boy Hiccup Horrendous Haddock iii. For most of the winter Valka never put him down, always wanted to keep him warm, but once Spring came it was a relief for the parents. For most of Hiccup's life he spent it around dragons, but what they didn't know was that Hiccup had a great power deep inside him.