Where Dragons Dare

By: SomeRandomeGuy1123

Rated T for Teen

Contains mild language and mild voilence

A.N.: Hello and thank you for choosing to read my story. I have a few things to say before I start and I do give out some slight spoilers (You don`t have to read this but I suggest that you do). This is my first ever fan fiction story. My story was inspired by How to train your dragon the movie, and Genome Soldier`s story The Marines have landed. I have changed Berk`s Geography so that is now a remote island in the Faroe Island chain. The Russians will speak in untranslated Russian unless it is in their POV. The Vikings, speaking Norse (a language that I cannot translate) will be written in English but it will be slanted like this. The dragons use telepathy (thought-speak) and their messages will be in Bold. The Canadians Can speak both English and French (That`s Quebec`s fault) And the French will be translated into English using Underlined Text. The translations will be done with Google Translate, so if there are any errors please let me know. And Without Further delay where Dragons dare...

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Moscow, Russia January 23, 2040

"The Crystal Dragon was an Ancient artifact that was said to have a great physical power, it was said to have killed any who came into contact with it. They were said to have gotten ill quite fast and they showed what appeared to be hematopoietic, gastrointestinal and neurological/vascular symptoms, such as Spontaneous infection, bleeding, nausea, vomiting, loss of appetite, abdominal pain, dizziness, headache, or decreased level of consciousness, all occurring within minutes to a few Days of exposure." "That sounds exactly like radiation poisoning." Mikhal Alexeeve muttered quietly to himself. He kept reading. "Historians believe that the Crystal dragon was made out of element 125, Cryzillain. Cryzillain is highly radioactive, but it produces no waste. Depending on the quantity it could have a half-life of Fifty to two hundred thousand years. Cryzillain is extremely rare and can no longer be found in nature, due to the fact that that it was created from the merger and decay of elements 121 Brazinium, 108 Cagorthium, and 95 Americium. Cryzillain could theoretically provide an unlimited supply of energy for over two hundred thousand years, so it is extremely valuable." These last words made Mikhal`s go into overdrive. Maybe, just maybe it could work, but where to find it?

Three hours later Mikhal left the library. It was starting to get dark and the city was on electricity rationing. Mikhal stopped by a newspaper stand and bought a newspaper; the headlines where hard to accept. "Energy shortages ravage Russia! Earlier today the Chernobyl Nuclear power plant was reopened. This site, no longer affected by the 1986 meltdown, was deemed fit to serve the public again once radiation tests were taken back in 2015. The plant should help stop the Massive Energy shortage that Russia is facing. Once the six old reactors and the four new ones are refueled, they will begin activating and testing the reactors." Mikhal stopped reading. His brother, Gorshkov was that project`s leading nuclear physicist. Russia was just too large for the amount of electricity it used. They needed more for everyone. One day Mikhal would find the solution for that problem. There was always a solution. And he was determined to find it. His country needed all the help it could get. The old soviet patriotism had never completely worn off, and he wasn`t about to let his country die.

The Admiral Gorshkov class frigate, Admiral Kasatonov, somewhere east of the Faroe islands, February 18 2040

Captain Dmitri donoskolev was amazed. In all his forty years at sea he had Never, Ever seen a snowstorm this bad. His ship was completely frozen over, so much so that the advanced search radar and attack radar were both frozen off. The Anti-ice systems were not strong enough to cope with the power of this storm. "Sir, the GPS satellite receiver is now offline." "Shit, what a fun party this is turning out to be." Dmitri said sarcastically. "Mark our position on the charts and keep track of where we go. I want to be able to drive blind and not hit anything." "Yes sir!" "Alexi! New heading, 290 degrees, new speed 23 knots." Aye, Aye sir." Alexi turned the tiller hard over and straightened out over the new heading; pushing the throttles forward he accelerated the ship to twenty-three knots. Thirty minutes passed before Dmitri noticed something. The ship was starting to rock noticeably. It never got rough enough around here to make a ship of this size rock up and down, back and forth like this. "What`s going on?" he asked. "Sir the weather up ahead is turning sour very fast. OOOF" the crewman gasped as the ship dove into a big wave. "This isn`t good. ATTENTION ALL CREW, SECRURE YOUR STAIONS AND DO IT WELL. WE HAVE ONE BOUNCEY RIDE AHEAD! Sound the general alarm." Dmitri noticed with satisfaction how fast his crew reacted. As the General alarm sounded every man dropped what he was doing and went to help secure something. "Sir, you should come look at this!" Alexi sounded very nervous, which was very unnerving for Dmitri. This young lad was fearless about almost everything and when he was afraid he did not show it. "What is it?" As Dmitri came forward he glanced out the window where Alexi was staring. "Dear god" was all he said. Outside the sky was putting on a wondrous and terrifying display of lighting and raging sea. The sight filled Dmitri with terror (and this is a Russian captain who has been at sea for more than thirty years total). Then just as he glanced out the window a second time three gigantic lightning bolts struck the water 300 metres ahead. Unlike ordinary lightning it did not die away instantly, instead it intensified and became circular. "BRACE FOR IMPACT!" Dmitri yelled as the general alarm sounded once again and the ship smashed through the lighting circle. Dmitri felt a bright light start to consume him, and then he did something that he had never done before in his life. He blacked out.

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A.N.: This first story is kinda short because i just started writing it today. I`ve been plotting it since noveber began so I know where i`m going to go, but i am aiming for about a thousand words per chapter (not alot i know but I will put out alot of chapters). I don`t really have any idea of how frequently i will be able to update my work. it all depends on how much of each chapter i get finished every week. my goal for updates is weekly but that is not likely to happen. also I could not think of a very descriptive title for this story and I was wondering if you guys and gals could send me your title ideas in a review. Also as you can probably tell I have made up all the Elements above 118 also the Frigate is the brand new real Russian one that was laid down last year. by the time this story takes placethe frigate is more than thirty years old. and if you think my story doesn`t have alot to do with HTTYD then just wait until i get some more chapters out. it`ll work out nicely. see ya next week

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