This is a story I plan on writing while I am in collage. It's a pass time and I won't have much time but you can expect a chapter every two weeks.

The plot is set in modern day England in the suburbs. There will be a way that he meets Hiccup through a series of events that will take him to a parallel world. Heads up people I hope you are ready for a reading ride! (feel free to point out errors they make me a better writer)

Prologue:

On march 5th 1997 a small meteor, about three inches in diameter, that went undetected crashed into a farm house. Nearly killing the child who was playing nearby. His name was Hunter, he lived in modern day England and now was a curious seven year old. His life had been undeniably rough, his father had divorced his mother when he was only two so he had no memories of him, he was the kid who was weak. But in moments the changes that had already started to set the whole world's balance on its side.

Hunter walked over to the small rock, he cradled it in his palms as if it were the last thing on Earth. It glowed a faint purple and began to burn his hand, worried he flung it away. He again approached the stone, it now glowed an even brighter and deeper shade of purple. The closer he got to it, the more intense it became. He was quite happy with his find, so he tucked it away into a box and stuffed it in one of his dresser drawers without telling his mom.

From the years onward he developed a strange habit of praying to the stone. Almost like it was an anchor to the heavens. Begging it to help him find out who he really was. How did he fit into this changing world?

His mom always was supportive, but he slowly grew more distant as his years stretched into his early teenhood in seventh grade, his grades were off the charts good.

Exactly the night of new year the rock began to glow brighter still, but he avoided touching it directly in fear of being hurt by it. Late in the evening at exactly 1999 December 31 at 12:00am the stone began pouring smoke. Huge black tentacles. Frightened and afraid that he might have been going mad he slammed the lid shut, the second the smoke was disconnected from the rock it vanished leaving the faint odor of a chemical fire.

On his 18th birthday he finally felt as though he was able to tell his mom about the rock but whenever he was about to mention it his voice failed him, almost if something else was telling him, no.

On his 20st birthday he entered his final year of college with a degree in computer science ready to be completed and that night he took the stone from his room and wrapped it with a piece of wire, wearing it as a pendant of hope for his future, but it was black, and no longer shone after his third year at the school, he had a suspicion that whatever had caused it to glow had burned out. He couldn't have been wronger.

Chapter One: Lost Souls

I ran down the hallway towards Computer Sciences, the annoying thing was that it was almost a full fifteen minutes away by metro from my house and I usually went home every other weekend. The run wasn't all that bad, I actually enjoyed it most of the time. But this one time I was not enjoying myself. I had first stepped in a puddle which got my trousers all muddy and gross, then I had dropped my term paper into a bin earlier in the week so I had to reprint and retype parts of it. I was thoroughly exhausted by the time I slid into my chair. The professor tapped his fingers angrily on his desk four rows below me. "Mr. Rison, how nice of you to join us today."

I looked at my watch and to my horror I was almost four minutes late, most teachers were a little nicer with being a little bit off on the time you entered. But this one you did not want to wind up on the wrong side of.

I held my breath, waiting for him to tell me to see him after school when he simply held my gaze for a few moments and then spun back towards the black board and continued the lesson. After the lecture about how computers influence society today he waved his hand to me. "Please see me after school."

I groaned as he passed me a slip of paper, "Just be glad I didn't give this to you in front of the class."

I forced myself to remain cheerful the rest of the day. But it was rather difficult when Mr. Roundken had called you to his office basicly. Chemistry went well, I always enjoyed myself there much to the professor's dismay I always seemed to have the answer for any question she asked. I then entered math, the class that bored me the most, numbers were simple, you only needed to know how they flowed together.

At last the rest of the class left before I got up and slowly walked down to Computer Sci. When I got there I flopped down next to him at his desk. He was reading one of his books.

I sat there for a good half hour before he sat up slowly and asked, "Don't be late again, I understand that you live quite a while away from school but that is no excuse."

He dismissed me with a wave of his hand, the metro took me back to the other side of the city where I hung up my coat and walked back to my room.

I heard a voice from the living room, "How was your day?"

"I dont really want to talk about it." I said in a flat monotone.

I got to my room and lied down on my mattress. It wobbled slightly under my weight. I placed my pencil on top of a pile of papers that were my assignments. I wasn't going to try to do them tonight, with my anger at such an uncontrollable level.

I didn't even eat dinner before going to bed. But I did pray to the small stone that hung around my neck again, Please help me.

I clutched my head in my hands as I got up. My head felt like it was swelling, lines of black mist trailed from my fingertips, I raised my hands to my face and I sneezed. I smelled burning hair. With a sudden burst of adrenaline I jolted to full consciousness. My normally blond hair was a jet black, the ugly pimples on my face were all a very deep black color, ringing the area around my face, among other things that I noticed that were off my ears were back, actually tilted back. Black clouds poured from my back in six different places. I ran around the room frantically trying to figure out what to do when I heard a voice in my head, the sound of a mountain falling filled my head, Ahh it feels good to have a link again.

As suddenly as I had noticed the changes they all vanished, everything except a single strip hair. And a very odd tattoo that trailed down my left arm, a form of a Night Fury from the movie How To Train Your Dragon, coiled up like it was sleeping, I pulled a long sleeve shirt over it. I got up, made myself breakfast and ran out the door still munching on a warm butter covered biscuit.

The day at school was the normal until the chemistry teacher pulled out a gas detector. He waved it about for a few minutes while exciting pops of gas flooded out of tubes, I was struggling not to scratch my entire body down to make the itching go away that had coated me. The feeling I felt next was best described as getting, well you know smoke from a fire right? Imagine that but fifty times worse filling your lungs making them feel hot and scratched.

I tried to hold it in. But then I sneezed, a different color smoke appeared, other than the inky black one that had previously come from my body, cupped in my hands, it was a deep violet, then it darkened and became a purple. I wafted it away, lucky for me I was in the very back of the room so none noticed. But after a few moments the gas detector picked it up, showing all sorts of different elements. The teacher set it down, "However because this is a new device..."

He went on waxing poetic about how it had many faults and could pick up many uncommon gases such as neon and traces of other elements. I was just grateful that none saw what was happening to me. I went home, shaking, not knowing what was happening to me, my mom noticed.

"Whats wrong? Did something happen at Collage?"

I set my fork down, "Yes and no."

I picked through the beans that were sitting in the sheperds pie crust. The silence that followed told me that she expected me to continue, "I just had a bad day, well not bad but just weird and difficult."

She smiled, "I understand."

I got up, finished my homework and went to bed. Or I guess I tried to, the second I closed my door a thick long rope of black smoke completely covered me. Hello, Hunter.

What? Who am I speaking to? I whispered into my mind trying not to make my already jumpy nerves send me through the ceiling.

The voice laughed inside the dark edges of my mind, making me want to shout with joy, I lived with you and loved you for twenty years. And I finally can introduce myself to you, I am now part of you, my name is Sera.

I frowned, the darkness lifted, I am sorry about this next part, it may sting a little bit but you will be OK.

I glanced down at my body, all my hair and clothes had been burned away or melted. With the sound of a fabric ripping my skin broke apart, like it was holding something underneath. I didn't feel the pain right away, then liquid fire filled my veins. I jumped, my mouth open in a soundless howl, I dropped onto all fours, my back sprouted spines, my legs covered with an inky black mist as the skin burnt away and a long tail exploded from my spine. My face swelled, on the positive my headache went away. My fingers shrank and disappeared. My muscles began to swell with the sound of a far off thunderclap and the transformation was complete. Lucky for me their was a spell that Sera had cast on the room so none could hear what was going on inside it that I learned about later.

I looked at my new body with horror, I could feel an extra set of arms, in fact I could smell things I had never smelled before. It was as if something had been under my skin my whole life. I flexed my muscles experimentally. They were much larger than before, and in odd shapes, I couldn't see myself in my mirror because my vision was fuzzy.

Suddenly I felt something else start to control me.

Ahh, a voice inside my head said, I flexed my legs and arms but without thinking about it, let's see what this new body can do.

My body rapidly shrank back into an almost human form, but taller with a black tinted skin, clothes appeared as the changes stopped, leaving me dizzy, and I jumped out my window onto the sidewalk below and began running.

Whoa! Too much too soon too fast! Sorry :D

Let me know what you think, be it good or bad.