Hey everyone, random how to train your dragon fic go! I hope you have fun reading, 'cause I lost lots of this before and now I have to redo it...
Takes place one year after the first movie. Lets just assume he was 14 then and 15 now, k?
Disclaimer: I do not own httyd. Seaon and Sio (pronounced See-oh) are my oc's. Rated T.
The party was going pretty smoothly, for, well, a party. It was relevantly clean and Sio's invisibility still hadn't slipped, although I could see her anyway. Sio's my dragon. I know what you're thinking, dragons aren't real, right? Well you'd be wrong there. Sio is 100 per-cent crystalwater dragon, a very rare mix breed. Trustworthy, kind, and smart, although she was to young to ride. She only came up to my knees.
My name is Seaon and it was my 15th birthday party, and I was having a decent How to Train Your Dragon party, if such a thing is possible. It being decent, I mean. I was wearing httyd-styled clothes, dark brown shorts with a spiked belt and a hilt where a foam knife was concealed, pine green t-shirt with a leather vest about the colour of my shorts and a pair of brown boots. My golden-brown hair was free, it reached the bottom of my shoulder blades. Sio clung to my side.
Something bad is about to happen, She thought to me. I can sense it.
'Calm down, Sio, enjoy yourself.' I murmured back, hoping no one would notice.
But I can't, She sighed. Not while I can feel that something terrible is just around the corner.
Before I could reply, Sio let out a gasp. She looked around frantically, and even I felt something was out of place. I took a second to realize what. I realized what it was with a start.
'Everyone's stopped moving!' I cried out, joining Sio in her frantic movements. I stopped, and joked. 'At least it's quiet now.'
Feeling worse by the minute now
'I don't blame you.'
CRACK!
It happened in an instant. First the floor, then the walls and people, and it spread to the ceiling. Huge cracks in literally everything apart from Sio and I. The room was filled with a brilliant gold glow as the cracks grew and chunks of the room and people detached from where they were supposed to be and floated in the air before cracking more and disintegrating into the light.
I healed back a scream as the room around us fell apart and the gold light gave way to blackness.
Many years back from the happenings from the party and a dimension across, there was a village of vikings, the Hairy Hooligan tribe. In this particular dimension, dragons were everywhere, and they were consisted a pest that needed to be killed. Dragons regularly raided the hairy Hooligan tribe.
Any normal people would have left, but not them. They were vikings, it was an occupational hazard to them. In this particular tribe, there was a boy named Hiccup. He was the fish-boned screw up of the tribe, and the Chief's son.
Hiccup had always been different. He thought, acted and did things differently. His sense of humor was strange to the other vikings. He wasn't particularly strong or brave, and had done badly in dragon training. If only he had have hit a dragon that night... any dragon would have done! He had only just missed that night fury.
So how do you like it? Let me know in the reviews if you would be so kind, but please be nice about it. Thanks for reading!