Chapter One

A/N: Aaaaaand I'm back! This is...*kind of* the sequel to How to Crash Your Dragon. Some details are left over from the last story but, in all, this could be a stand-alone fanfiction. Anyhow, I hope you like it and don't forget to REVIEW!

"This is Berk: an island that sits pretty much in the middle of nowhere. Just a few months ago, our main occupation was killing dragons. That is, until I met Toothless. Together, we showed everyone that dragons aren't just evil monsters and that we can live with them in peace. We've been keeping notes on every dragon we've encountered so far. We think we've managed to log just about every dragon there is. Or, at least we think we have..."

"DRAGON ATTACK!"

A horn blares somewhere in the sleeping village of Berk. Instantly, everyone snaps awake and sprints out into the streets. Why would a dragon be attacking? Everyone wants a better view of what's going on. A huge crowd of vikings spill into the streets, gazing up into the dark sky as they try to pinpoint the dragon who is supposedly attacking them. Nothing is burning, everything is quiet. What's going on?

A few seconds pass and people begin to think it may have been a false alarm. That is, until a humongous shadow glides over them and someone screams. The dragon roars and spins through the air, dive-bombing a house. The entire building shatters under the beast's massive weight.

"Where are the trainers?!" Someone shouts. "Somebody wake Hiccup!"

"Yahooo~" Hiccup cheers, laughing as Toothless twirls through the sky. The two best friends swoop through the clouds above Berk, as they always do at this hour. Toothless drones, happily and spins again. It's been a while since they've been able to do this. What with Hiccup's concussion and Toothless's leg wound, they weren't exactly in the best condition to be flying lately. Of course, that didn't stop them as often as it should have... "Okay, bud!" Hiccup calls over the sound of wind in his ears. "You ready to turn in? It's...getting..." Hiccup leans over in his saddle, eyeing Berk with a suspicious eye. "Getting late..." He finishes, steering Toothless closer. "Why are there so many lights on...?" He wonders. "Usually, everyone is asleep by now..."

Toothless tilts his head, listening to the commotion down below. He whines and looks at Hiccup, tipping him off that something is wrong.

"Come on, Toothless. Let's go check it out."

When Hiccup and Toothless land back on Berk, they're immediately greeted by the all-too familiar sounds of their home under attack. Vikings run through the streets, carrying nets and riding on dragons. A few of them notice Hiccup and yell for him to come to the town square. They're being attacked by a dragon.

Hiccup frowns. "A dragon? We haven't been attacked by a dragon since that Monstrous Nightmare a few weeks ago..." He pats Toothless's side and tells him to hurry. "They're gonna need our help."

Toothless sprints toward the center of town, his senses alert for the presence of an enemy dragon.

"Hiccup!"

He turns to find his father, Stoick, riding Thornado a few feet above him. "What's happening, dad? What kind of dragon is it?"

Stoick's expression is tight when he says, "We're not sure."

"What...?" But before Stoick can elaborate, Toothless stops dead in his tracks, jolting his Rider. "What's the matter, bud?" Just then, an ear-piercing shriek echos through the town. Hiccup flinches at the loudness of it, his head immediately beginning to ache once again with whatever is left of his concussion. He shakes it off and returns his attention to the attack. What kind of dragon makes a sound like that? He wonders, his inner curiosity kicking in.

With that, the dragon and Rider take off in the direction of the sound. They are shadowed, closely by Stoick and Thornado.

"Son, what are you planning on doing?" Stoick calls.

"I want to try to calm it down, see what's the matter with it. Maybe I can convince it to leave without causing anymore trouble."

"You want to try and train it?!" Stoick asks in disbelief. "Hiccup, this thing isn't just some Nadderhead or Gronckle. We have no idea what it's capable of!"

"And that's exactly why we need to try and get to know it." He points out. "I've got to try!"

Stoick sighs, knowing there's no way he can change his son's mind. "Just be careful. I'll be right behind you in case anything happens."

"Right, thanks Dad."

The town square is chaotic with vikings running around in a panic. Hiccup hasn't seen an attack this severe since the days before they trained dragons. People simply don't know what to do. No one wants to kill the dragon but they're afraid they'll end up getting killed instead. No one knows how to calm it down or subdue it since they don't know what it is.

Hiccup squints through the darkness, trying to figure out where the dragon is. Suddenly, as if out of no where, a shadowed figure zips through the square. It jumps, light on its feet, and lands on the roof of a nearby house. In this darkness, Hiccup can't make out what it looks like.

"What...is it?" He wonders, stepping off of Toothless.

Thornado lands right beside him and Stoick jumps off as well. "Remember, I'm right behind you."

Hiccup nods and starts walking toward the dragon, fighting to keep his heartbeat even and his breaths calm. No need to be afraid. Dragons are reasonable. Everything will be okay...

When the other vikings notice Hiccup, they seem to calm down. In fact, they stop running altogether and stare at him as he continues to edge closer and closer to the beast. A rumble goes through them as more and more people notice his presence.

"It's Hiccup...!"

"He's here...!"

"If anyone can handle the dragon, it's Hiccup...!"

Stoick trails behind his son, never once letting more than a foot of space between them. He wants to be there if he needs him.

As they draw closer, the dragon's features become clearer. Right now, it's sitting atop someone's home, watching the village as it calms down around it. Surely it must be confused. Just a minute ago, these people were in a panic. Now, all eyes are turned to one boy. One small, frail-looking boy who seems to be totally unafraid of the beast.

This dragon is definitely one that no one has ever seen before. Although its looks aren't that strange. At first glance, it could easily be mistaken for a Monstrous Nightmare. It's got the same body shape. The long snout and sharp teeth, the massive body... The only difference being a supreme lack of sharp scales and pointed edges. This thing is sleek-like Toothless-the only protrusions being two long, curved horns that jut out from the top of its head. Its scales are a shade of pale green though, in the dark, it appears to be a ghostly white.

They were right...it really is a new species...! Hiccup decides as he moves closer. I'll bet Fishlegs will be excited to enter it into the Book of Dragons...

"Be careful." Stoick reminds him.

"I will, Dad."

Hiccup takes a small breath and lifts his hand, motioning for everyone to back off. The dragon watches him, closely, It's tail flicking back and forth. "Easy," He says in a low voice. "It's okay."

The dragon growls but doesn't move.

"We don't want to hurt you." He stops just a few steps away and holds out his hand. "You can trust me."