A/N:

Ok, this will be my first uploaded story with this account. I try to post frequently and I'll do my best to make that true. This story is a request for a friend. I've been out of practice for a little while, so please be a bit easy with the reviews. However, I will accept good constructive criticism and apply it. Without further ado, here's the story...

Chapter 1: The Team

Somewhere over the Pacific Ocean

12MAY24 0512 HRS.

Callsign: Reaper

Reaper POV:

I was awoken from my short sleep by a spot of turbulence. As I scanned the aircraft I took a good look at my team. Along the opposite wall of the C-130 that we were riding on were some of the bravest men I've had the pleasure of serving with. These men were far from just teammates, they were brothers in everything but blood. Together we've done things that most normal people couldn't even imagine doing. Sitting the farthest from me and closest to the ramp was SO3 Thomas "Meathead" James. He's a large man ringing in around 6'2 with dark hair and a beard that could make even Osama jealous. Don't let his nickname fool you though, the plans that he can come up with on the fly rival even mine. His hand to hand combat skill is rivaled by none he could even knock out Bruce Lee if he wanted to. A few seats down from him was another large man with blonde hair and a blonde beard to match. His knowledge for weapons astounds many, he has spent a lot of time examining, studying, and firing everything under the sun. Again he's another person who shouldn't be judged by his looks, for SOCS Christian "Kristoff" Bjorgman is by far the nicest person you'll ever meet. Next to him is the oddest person on the team, but by far the funniest. Kristoff's childhood friend and our team's doc sat asleep with is head back. The man stood roughly 5'10 and had a head of dark blonde hair, he however was not sporting a beard. He claimed it took to much to maintain it and shaving it was easier. HM2 Steven "Sven" Stamm kept us all on our toes and many of us owe him our lives. When he took a bullet a few missions ago he was given a chance to go home, but turned it down telling them "when my brothers are in the shit, then so am I." On the floor, with a blanket covering his face, was a new guy that we had all come to love. SOSN Jacob "Rabbit" Jones was the teams first casualty in a long time. He executed his mission and saved the lives of 3 people, but paid the ultimate sacrifice in return. As a thank you I agreed to present the flag to his wife a 2 daughters when we arrived home. To my left sat a man feared by all except those around him now. His demeanor made him seem like a person that you never want to cross paths with, but to those around him he was nothing but a "softy." This man I truly owe my life to, because when everyone else thought me dead, he kept hope and even lead the mission to rescue me. Alas, it cost him a leg in the process. He now sports a fully functional version of my prosthetic design meant to give full mobility back to wounded warriors. It looks and works like a real leg, complete with attachments to the central nervous system. To this day he's happy the DOD agreed to the terms of my release of the invention. It allowed both of us to remain in the Navy. Along with his prosthetic he sports the oddest look I've ever seen. His jet black hair and acid green eyes could make even gods shake at the knees. LTJG Brandon "Toothless" Hill is tie for best shot on the team only by myself. He is the teams second in command and my spotter, but don't think that's all he's good at. He, like myself, is quite well rounded and diverse in what he can accomplish. Which leaves the last person in the aircraft. I am the commander of SEAL team 13 codename "Night Fury." I stay well rounded on my skills much like my friend beside me, actually now that I think about it there's not many differences between us. Both of us joined looking for something, and in the end found what we needed most. Only a few differences exist between us like instead of just sporting a prosthetic left leg I also sport a prosthetic right arm from the shoulder down. I also have brown hair and forest green eyes, and quite a few scars both physically and mentally. I used the Navy to escape my past over 5 years ago and haven't looked back since, but now's not the time for that story. I am LCDR Henry Haddock, but my team just calls me...

"Hiccup?" I hear as I look to my left.

3rd POV:

"What's up Toothless?" asks Hiccup

"Are you ok man? It seems like you were in deep thought there." asks Toothless

"Yea I'm ok Toothless, I just have some things on my mind is all." he says

"You sure? I haven't seen you like this since you found out Fishlegs had been killed" he questions comfortingly. Hiccup looks down for a second "Thanks for the concern, but I'm fine Toothless really." Toothless doens't believe it but decides not to continue with it. "Ok bro, so what's this new assignment we've been given?" Hiccup seemed to contemplate it for a second before he answered, "well according to what the orders say, we are going to be on bodyguard duty for awhile." Toothless showed a look of confusion, but waits for Hiccup to continue. After about a minute of silence Toothless asks "that's it?" Now Hiccup looks at Toothless with confusion "well yea, what else did you expect?" Toothless looks at him a little dumbfounded "what do you mean what else do I expect? I expect some information on who were protecting, or at least who our target is." Hiccup looks at him sheepishly before he answers. "That's all the orders gave me to go on, trust me I don't like it either." Toothless ground his teeth and thought to himself these damn higher ups are going to be the death of us. "So that's all they gave us to go off of?" Hiccup nods his head and sighs "yea, I'm hoping we'll get some more information upon our arrival in Arendelle." Toothless decides to change the subject before he gets really furious. "so Hiccup are you planning to re-up?" Hiccup ponders on the question for a minute. "I don't know Toothless, I've seen so much these past five years...I just don't know. What about you?" Toothless also takes a minute to ponder the question before answering. "I'm in the same boat Hiccup, hell both of us have been almost killed on several different occasions and neither of us even have a family. I really just want to settle down, but this life is all I've know the past few years. Plus, I don't know what I would do without all of you guys. I can't go back to being ignored by everyone" he answers with a few tears in his eyes. As Toothless wipes his face Hiccup replies "hey, bud that's never going to happen as long as I still breathe." Hiccup offers his hand up like he's about to arm wrestle, but Toothless understands and grabs Hiccup's in the same fashion. "Brothers..." Toothless knowingly nods, wipes the tears from his eyes, and replies with a new vigor "...Brothers!"