Author's Note: Good Morning, or Good Evening, wherever you are! I am xXTheDevilAndTheDragonXx. One day, while browsing my stories, I noticed that one of my works could use a little updating! This story is basically about if Hiccup had a long lost brother. Since Hiccup's a perky and easy-going guy, I thought it would be fun to create my own spin of Hiccup's brother!

Thus, I give you, Tyrion Haddock! His backstory will be further explained as the story goes along, but, in short, he was taken from Stoick and Valka during a Dragon Raid, to which he was then transported towards the Ancient Desert, a land filled with Dragons and Humans who coexist happily in a magnificent kingdom called Arabia. Tyrion was only a baby when he was found by the Emperor of Arabia, and was renamed Azir the Unblemished.

This prologue takes place approximately during the fall of Arabia, under attack by a mysterious force. It will explain how Tyrion was buried in the sand long ago, and how he was seemingly "killed".

WARNING: Slight gore and battle descriptions.

Disclaimer: I do not own How To Train Your Dragon or any of its characters. All respected characters, places, and locations belong to their respected owners. I only own this story and my OC, Tyrion. All rights reserved.

This is Arabia.

My home. Burning after a thousand years of prosperity.

Not by the sun. But, by the creatures we were destined to call our friends. Our Saviors. Our Protectors. Or Family.

Dragons.

It was all…too sudden. Too quick.

My eyes were covered with sand. Vision blurry. Head was aching. My body whacked with pain…

Was it over? Did it all end?

I could feel the embers rise up in the air, crackling in the sky. Sounds of battle graced my eardrums as I found myself float back towards consciousness.

What had happened? The assault should have went as planned? Did the Dragons fall as they were obliterated in the moon above?

This wasn't supposed to end like this. NO.

This shouldn't have happened at all.

Suddenly, shouts.

I could hear the echoing battle roars of the enemy. My people, their screams…Slaughter.

My body found itself rise towards the battlefield once again.

Weapon in hand. Fist clenched in the other.

With a piercing scream, I charged into the fray.

They did not expect the knives.

One by one, they fell, my blade cutting through their armor like water. Dropping to the floor, their life slowly drained into the sand, dissolving into nothingness. I threw my shattered soul at the enemy, and like the ignorant rats they were, I watched them fall.

Traitors. They sold out my people to corruption. They deserved nothing more than the tip of my blade.

Now, they begin to run. Yes! Flee! You cowards! Flee! You deserve every bit of cowardice that flows within your veins!

I could feel myself draw an inhuman like laughter that sounded like the screeching of an animal. I tried to calm myself, but it was no use, as my body collapsed to the ground, laughing and sobbing among the dead. Ally. Enemy. It didn't matter.

My city burned, and I along with it.

Suddenly, more came. I couldn't bring myself to stand. The last thing I saw was the hard hilt that slammed at my forehead, knocking me unconscious.

Darkness followed…I could barely move as I came back to consciousness. But, I kept fading out of activity as I was dragged across the floor…

Cut slabs of sandstone…I could feel their roughness on the tips of my boot. I was in the Grand Temple. Where we paid homage to the sun. I couldn't remember the hymns they taught me…was songs of the Sand my choice?

I was bred to be an Ascended, not a prophet. My life was dedicated to being a vanguard to the Dragons, and here I was, being dragged around like a dog on a leash. I was reduced to the lowest form of treatment they could give me.

They kept dragging me, to…whoever knows where. Until I was graced with the sound of the doors opening, the heavy rumbling of the entrance as it swung open.

I felt the air was thicker up here. I had been brought to the highest peak of the Temple.

My ears could still hear the sounds of battle; Dragons screeching, soldiers frantically yelling as they charged mindlessly into their enemies. Generals shouting as they compelled their soldiers to stand their ground.

The guards threw me down near the edge of the platform. They then picked me up and forced me to kneel. My eyes burst wide open as I began to take in what was happening…

I stared down into the abyss below. A great whirlpool of sand opened it jaws wide, consuming everything that was unfortunate enough to fall into its gaping mouth.

This platform was where the priests offered their tributes towards Annatar. Now, it had been left dormant for nearly a century.

Until today. Annatar had returned, corrupted and turned into a mindless killing machine. This was the threat we had faced today.

"Will you…enjoy it?"

That voice. No such malice could compare with such a tone like that. It only meant one thing.

Cassandra.

"Witch." I spat, not even bothering to look at her. My gaze was sill fixed into the whirlpool below. She was the one behind all of this conflict; it was she who sowed the seeds of strife into our once proud city! "You're not one of us anymore."

Her laugh was like piercing a needle through your head, the decibel to which it was uttered was incomprehensible to even the human mind. "Foolish child," she drawled, her figure slowly coming close behind me. Her sleek fingers began to run through my hair, as if she was toying with my last final moments. "I was never one of you. The Ascended are but a dying breed of heroes that must be gutted out!"

"LIAR!" My voice rose higher than usual, trying not to let my emotions cloud judgment. "As long as the Ascended live, the Sun will always protect Arabia, no matter the cost!"

"You think the Sun will save you? Is that your pathetic belief, you mewling quim?" She then pulled my hair up, and forced me to look at my city, still being consumed by the flames below. My face could barely hold it together. I stifled a sob as I watch my home being torn down, a fate we had tried to avoid so long ago. "Look, LOOK!" The witch screamed, her bony finger pointing towards the flames. "ARABIA BURNS! Your city is but a matter of ashes in one swift assault! And where is your Sun God you speak of? Tell me, Ascended!" I couldn't bring myself to answer, as she threw me down to the ground, my face close to the edge.

"Your Sun…has abandoned you." Her face drew a taunting sneer as I stared at her corrupted face. Old wrinkled gave her age, yet her silver hair and modest stature commanded a threatening presence wherever she went. "How tragic it is…to see your dreams crushed by the lies that you were told when you were just an infant. But, truthfully, I think you deserve it. Every last bit of pain that was inflicted upon you. It's reasonable. Maybe now, you'll feel a chance to see things from our point of view."

"You listen well, you old hag…" I roared, trying to get up, but then forced down by the two guards that dragged me here. "One day…When I'm back on this Earth…When you're standing tall among the masses who suffer under your rule, I will free them. This rebellion you're putting together…It will fail! I know it! Because, there will be no day when evil triumphs over good! NEVER!"

Cassandra merely smiled as she walked back towards the entrance. "You are a lost cause, boy." She drawled. Oh, how I wanted to lunge at her and tear out the very soul in her body… "Enjoy your…final moments…" Suddenly, my vision grew drowsy…

Black mist…It obscured everything…Could I hear screams?

Sand…More sand…

A figure stepped out…

A black spear…

My body was shaking…I couldn't control myself…

Then…

Pain.

I screamed.

The spear was in my heart.

My echoes fell on deaf ears. Both my hands tried to pry out the spear.

It dissipated…

My hand went to my heart…

Blood…?

"Tyrion…My love…We will be together soon…"

My body fell into the chasms below…

The last thing I saw was the night sky…

"Forever."

Author's Note: I intended for the prologue to be the first chapter in the series, but due to time constraints, I had to make deal with what chapters I completed. There will be more content to follow soon! Thanks for reading the prologue! Review, favorite, and follow!

-xXTheDevilAndTheDragonXx