A/N: Yay! My third story! Attention, my thawfest – Astrid's POV has not been abandoned, and this is mostly just a test, sorta a play around, this story started forming in my head, and it seemed neat, so I'm just going to play along and see how it goes. NOTE: my brain LOVES to make things go totally off subject, so if it does… blame my brain.

The Curse of the Night Fury

It's been 2 days since Toothless vanished.

No one knows what happened either.

Oh, let me introduce myself.

My name is Hiccup Horrendous Haddock the 3rd, and Toothless is my dragon, a Night Fury.

Toothless was my first friend, even though he was a dragon. We've been through much, and since Wednesday, I don't know what I'm doing.

0o0o0

"Toothless! TOOTHLESS!" I shouted, along with the rest of my friends, Astrid, Fishlegs, the twins, Ruffnut and Tuffnut, and Snotlout. "Ugh! Why do we need to go out here in the cold? He's your dragon!" Snotlout complained. I sighed, I felt ready to break down. Astrid walked over and put her hand on my shoulder. "He'll be fine. I'm sure he just got lost." She said. It didn't make me feel better in any way.

"Let's see, we've checked the cove three times, around the outskirts of the village, the fireweed patch…where else does Toothless like to go?" Fishlegs asked. I shrugged. "He flies around with me most of the time. Sometimes he wanders off, but he always come right back…" I muttered. Snotlout rolled his eyes. The twins weren't even looking, they looked like they were having a shoving contest; which was normal.

Eventually they flew back to their homes, me riding on the back of Stormfly. As she landed in front of my house, as I hopped of, Astrid said "We'll find him Hiccup, don't worry." But even she seemed to know it had no effect.

I sighed as I tossed and turned in my bed, trying to sleep. I thought over what had happened over the last 2 days.

We were walking around in the woods, trying to look for new patches of fireweed. I leaned over to inpects a very small patch, and when I turned around…he was gone. I called him over and over, but there was no response. We continued the search all the next day,; he didn't come home that night.

0o0o0

I said very little at breakfast the next morning. I picked at the chicken that was on the plate before me. "Ye still not hungry? Yer gonna need your strength today! I don't think I need remind you." My father, Stoic the Vast said. I sighed, he didn't need to remind me. Today was the annual chief meeting of the year, and since I've become the age…I have to go. It's a two day trip to get there, and you just talk about what's been going on that's important in your tribe; so nothing important. At least in Hiccup's view.

"Dad, I don't think I can go." I muttered, with my head in one hand. I had barley eaten or drank anything that was set before me, being too distracted and worried. "I'm sorry lad, but ye have to go this year. I know yer upset about Toothless, but ye only become the age of going once. Plus it's Viking tradition." My dad argued.

"But what about Toothless? What if he comes back and thinks I left him?" I shouted back. "I'm sure yer friends wouldn't let 'im think that." My dad responded. I sighed. "Dad… I'm going to be gone for about a week…I'd rather spend it-"I tried to say, only to be interrupted. "Son, yer goin' to that meeting whether ye want to er not!" my dad exclaimed. I got up from the table and walked out the back door, slamming it behind me.

"Stupid meeting…stupid Chief Ship. What if I don't want to be Chief? I'm hardly the chief type!" I mumbled to myself, noting how short and skinny I am compared to anyone else in the village. I walked further into the woods, not caring how loud I was being. "A chief should be tough… a chief should be strong…a chief should be-gah! I jumped back a bit as an axe flew past my head. "A chief," said a voice behind me, "should be wise."

I turned around slowly, and saw Astrid standing behind me, her hands on her hips. "Why are you mumbling about how you're nothing like a Chief should be?" she argued. Great. Second argument of the day and of course it has to be with my strongest friend. I thought to myself.

"I know it seems hard, but I have a feeling you'll be the best Chief Berk has ever seen." Astrid said, trying to comfort me. We were sitting on a rock, and she had her hand on my shoulder. "I have to give a speech…" I muttered under my breath. "What?" she asked. "Your heard me! I have to give a speech! Since I've become of age, I have to go to the yearly meeting, and give a speech…" I shouted. She looked at me with sorry eyes, knowing how badly I do in front of crowds, not needing to remind me on how I embarrassed myself when I tried to convince my dad that I really did shoot down a Night Fury.

"When is the meeting?" she asked slowly. "…today…" I muttered. Her blue eyes widened in surprise. She sighed, and put her head in the palm of one of her hands, thinking. I got up from the rock I was sitting on. "I'm going to walk around a bit; try and clear my mind." She nodded.

I walked down the path that Toothless made with his big paws, or claws, or feet, or whatever you call them on a dragon. I followed the path to where I last saw him. I sat on one of the logs, and started thinking. Out of the corner of my eye I noticed something in the small patch of fireweed I had found that day.

A bright yellow flower. I walked over to it, putting on of my hands around one of its five large petals. It seemed like it was made of gold, I could see my reflection in it, and its light reflected onto my hand. My emerald eyes widened in surprise. The flower looked prickly, but when I touched its stem, it was fuzzy. It wasn't there when I first found the patch.

So I did what most people would do.

I picked it.

0o0o0

I walked back to my house, the flower in my fur vest. "Son, we're leaving in an hour." My dad said plainly as I walked in the door. "I'm going to rest a bit before we leave." I stated. I suddenly felt really tired…it had to be from walking. I put the flower in an old cup on my desk, then fell asleep in my bed.

The rest of the gang were meeting next to the armory. "Wait, wait, wait. So he has to give a speech? Today?" Fishlegs asked. Astrid nodded. " and they're leaving in about 5 minutes. I was thinking-" Astrid began, only to be cut off by a terrible noise.

Screaming.

They all followed the noise to its location; my house.

Astrid banged on the door; I had a feeling she knew it was me who was screaming. It was opened not after her second bang by my dad. "Stoic! What's going on?" she exclaimed. Stoic looked not the least bit afraid. He's probably upset because we have to leave." He said. "Sir, I don't think Hiccup's one to throw a tempure tantrum." Astrid stated. My dad shrugged and let them all in.

Astrid lead them all upstairs, only to have the screaming change; deep throaty growls instead. She had only heard a noise like that from Toothless, it was his normal growl/purr. "H-Hiccup? Are you…ok?" she asked; no reply.

"Something's wrong…" Fishlegs muttered. Snotlout threw him an obvious look. Astrid ignored them both, and made her way onto the platform my room was located. She looked around; I was nowhere. Then she noticed something, my bed was a bit lifted off the ground. And it was moving. Then she noticed something else. The place was trashed. The chair to my desk was on the ground, papers where everywhere, even Toothless's bed was moved a bit.

"Move the bed." Astrid ordered Snotlout and Fishlegs. Without a word, they did as they were told, and what they found was nothing that they were expecting.

Under the bed, covering its eyes, and looking as if it was trying to make itself as small as possible, was… a Night Fury. Everyone gasped in surprise…and a bit of terror. The dragon opened one of its eyes, and bright emerald green one, then leaped back in surprise.

The room was in chaos again. The dragon ran around the room, knocking things over with its huge tail. It growled/ purred in terror, they all together just stopped. It looked at them with bright, sad, emerald green eyes, and curled up on the ground, looking as if it was trying to cry.

Astrid noticed one more thing. The dragon was missing part of his back left leg. And she would recognize those eyes anywhere. In mostly shock and terror, she managed to ask;

"H-Hiccup?"

A/N: Have any suggestions? reveiws appericiated! i know afew other people may have something like this, but trust me, im not copying. this story form in just my head, not anyone elses.