Presenting a new fanficition, by .com, also known as Hikaru Shindo .net
Love's Secerts
A How to Train Your Dragon Fanficition
Chapter One
Meeting the Beast
The sun had just risen upon the town of Vikings, Berk it was believed to be called. The villagers had just been through another commonly attack by the dargons, their arch enemies. They've been pests since the beginning of time, but shortly the times will change. The tribe had just risen from sleep, ready for the day ahead of them, starting with the village itself. Cleaning it up. As the strong warriors creeped out of their houses, only one voice roared through out the village, that being the leader's voice.
"I don't want you causing me ANYMORE problems! Stay inside Hiccup! You've done enough!" he hollered at the young, toothpick boy.
"But, I swear, this time, I hit a Night Fury!" the boy protested to his father.
"NO!" he shouted, and a slap followed the noise. "Just stay inside!" Shoving the teenager back inside, he slammed the door, and ventured out to join the other Vikings in the process of cleaning up the village.
The burnette was smarter than his father thought. Quickly gathering a knife from the shelf, Hiccup ran for the back door, out into the feilds, and torwards the forest, where he amused he had shot down the Night Fury, the deadly beast of all the dragons. He figured that if he brought a dragon's heart to his father, he would at least let him fight dragons, but was that right? Of course it was, he was a Viking!
"I'll find that dragon, and show my father!" Hiccup thought, picking up the pace towards the forest, and entering in the labryinth of trees.
"How's the child? Is the young squirt still causing trouble?" a young viking asked Stoick, which made him grunt and grumble.
"You know kids. Always destroying everything they touch, and not listening to their parents. He's ruined the whole village!" Stoick was always furious with Hiccup. The chief had many problems with Hiccup, destruction being one, disobeint being the other, but the last one, was much too large for even Stoick to handle, so he kept it hidden in the back of his brain.
"Maybe we outta do something with the little, 'Hiccup' of yours." another Viking said, making a pun out of his son's name.
"Like, what? Send him to the dragon's lair as a human sacrafice?" another shouted over the loud laughter.
"No, but good thinking." Stoick said, throwing the wood he had picked up in a pile. No, Stoick would love to do something about Hiccup, but his greatest fear would be achieved if he did. He had a very strict reason for leaving the boy in the house, and not socalizing with the other villagers. Just thinking about it made Stoick shake, but it was the only thing he could do, well, at least until he got his wits together to tell the rest of the village.
"I give up." Hiccup whispered, closing the book he had been marking in. Everywhere he had searched, there was no sign of a dragon, or even a mark. Maybe it was just another miss fire, or even another thought. After all, who was he kidding. He never did anything right. Walking further into the forest, just trying to ease his mind, he began thinking about, what if he did hit a dragon? Maybe father would let him out, and socalize with the other Vikings. He also wondered what was his father's problem. Was it because he was a screw up, or was it because he was a...
"AHHH!" Hiccup screamed, losing his footing and rolling down a vast gorge, rolling down the rocky side, and scraping himself along the way. Landing on a flat surface with a large thud, he lied there, motionless catching his breath, and squinching in pain. Hissing and breathing out mupitle times, Hiccup lied there, and gazed up at the skyline, covered with trees and mountian slopes. Past his breathing and hissing, he heard groaning.
"What?" Hiccup groaned, rolling onto his side. Strange, the grass seemed farther down from his point of view. Was he still on a rock? No, that can't be, the rock was breathing? Rolling over quickly onto his belly, he sucked back his scream. Staring what felt like his soul, was a deep sea green eye, coveyed in pain and fright. Hiccup's eyes were just the same. He was staring a dragon, in the eye, and lying on top of it as well.
The village now looked much nicer than it had before. They had just finished rebuilding it, and now it was around supper time. Stoick was already inside his house, and just shut the door.
"Maybe it was about time he talked with other people." The older viking thought, but shook his head in disagreement.
"No! I can't, I don't think I can face the irony." Stoick took his seat at a table and placed his Viking helmet on the surface.
"Hiccup!" he shouted, trying to get the boy's attention. When Stoick waited long enough, and didn't recieve a reply, he slammed his fists on the table, and marched up the stairs.
"HICCUP!" he kicked the door down, invading the pricary of his son's room, but only shock came to the man's face.
Oh, no." he thought, running out of the house, axe in hand, and worry on his mind.
"Oh, hello...dragon." Hiccup stuttered, looking into it's eyes with great fright. Almost to quickly to be seen, the dragon snapped free from the ropes, and pinned Hiccup unto the ground. Breathing heavily, the boy looked up at the massive Night Fury, and began praying that'd he live.
"I'm going to be killed." Hiccup thought, seeing the fire roaring in the Night Fury's eyes, but he never striked a blow. Instead he moved his other claw over, which made Hiccup close his eyes in fear.
"Here it goes!" he thought, swallowing hard. Instantly, he felt human fingers, coated in scales, wrap around his neck, and trail down to his shirt collar.
"Human, fingers?" Hiccup thought, opening his eyes again, to see nothing before. Confusion filled the boy's mind, as he noticed the Night Fury had disappeared.
"Where, did he go?" Hiccup said, outloud, trying to regain his balance, but fell over in aching pain.
"AHHH!" he screamed, holding his left knee cap. Yes, that was right. When he had fallen, he probably did great damage to his structure.
"Help me.." he whispered, trying to get the words out passed the pain. The only thing bothering Hiccup's mind was the fact that the dragon could come back and eat him when he was ready. He couldn't defend himself, the knife fell off on the cliff, and he couldn't use self defense. As far as he knew, he was finished, if the Night Fury returned.
"WHAT! He's gone. It's a bliss!" a village shouted when Stoick annoucned that Hiccup was missing.
"NO! We need to gather a search party and find him! Now!" Stoick yelled over the uproar of appluad. He was also relieved that Hiccup was gone, but at the same time, he was worried. He can't let Hiccup out for to long of a time. He needed something that the village hadn't known about, and he can't tell them either.
"Well go!" Stoick shouted again, and the whole village seprated into all directions, in search for the boy.
"Hold on Hiccup," Stoick thought, leading one search party into the plains. "I hope your 'problem'
doesn't kick in." He moved as quickly as he could, searching high and low, in search for the young teenaged boy.
The Night Fury was resting in his home of the dragon village, catching his breath as he relaxed his wings.
"WHAT WERE YOU DOING!" another dragon shouted at him. "That human child could of found out our secret."
"I know." the Night Fury replied to him. "But something about that human is different."
"I don't care. We can't let them find out!" they shouted, and leaving the Night Fury in his restful area. The Night Fury was called Toothless, a funny name for the one and only Night Fury, but he was true to the other dragon. There was something different about the Viking boy he saw eariler today. Dragons have the power to sense when something is wrong with other beings, and this boy had a big problem.
"I wonder if I can meet him again." Toothless thought, resting his head on his hands, and having his mind be preoccupied with thoughts, about the Viking, of whom he had met today.
Rain began falling down from the skies into the ravine that Hiccup rested in. He had tried crawling around the area, but it was useless. He was in too much pain in the leg. He was screaming for help but, he was sure no one heard his calls. Thunder was rolling above him, he heard it faintly.
"I need to get out of here." he groaned, holding his pained leg in his palm and the other was dragging him around. A loud crack was made from lighting hitting a nearby tree, making it fall into the ravine, almost on top of the boy. Hiccup yelped loudly, but that wouldn't save him. Infact, it made it worse. Another, but worse pain had struck him with his shock of fear. His heart started a flow of pain that made him only think of this suffering. He held his chest and screamed in greater tones, expressing the pain.
"Father!" he shouted, passed the pain and into the heaven's, hoping someone heard him. The pain was almost killing him inside, and infact that was what it was doing. Any longer with these conditions, and he would cease to exist. Another loud roar of thunder broke the silence of the pitter pattering rain, and made the beats of his heart stop completely.
Authors Notes: Ok, this is my first time writing a How To Train Your Dragon fic, so please bear with me. I am kind of setting the story here, so it might be kind of sucky right now. Before I continue babbling words, I have to thank a good writer here on . Rainbowz95. She had inspired me to write my fic, and I thank her. I've read, (and am still reading) her fanfics. She is a huge inspiration to me. Thanks buddy!
Well to you guys, I hope you like this, and continue reading on. It takes me awhile to post more chapters, since I take a while to think, so hold on. I hope to release chapter two soon. Thanks for reading, and review please.