Quiet Never Lasts In Berk

Falling.

That was all she could feel. Even the comforting roar of the wind in her ears was no longer there. It was silent and cold while the sensation of falling dissipated. Then every direction rumbled and crashed around her. Facing the sky she saw white flashes behind her eyelids. Thor was angry, that was easy to tell. Yet there were two odd questions nagging in the back of her mind. Was he angry at her? If he was then why was he? Her head began to ache the more she thought about, so she stopped.

It was still cold and she began to wonder if this was death. Then… was she on her journey to Valhalla? She did not remember dying in battle. Then again she did not remember anything before falling. Perhaps she would be lucky enough to be chosen by the goddess Freyja, but that was again only if she had died in battle.

Why did she know that?

Why could she remember something's yet not others? Like why Thor might be angry at her, or even her own name. Perhaps this was part of death. Forgetting everything so that judgment may be swift, yet that was not the Viking Way. Those who died in battle were praised in the afterlife and more so to those who lived victorious thorough many battles and died of old age later.

Yet why did she know that? Was she a Viking? The more she questioned the more her head ached so she stopped thinking altogether. Pretty soon she felt cold again and even a little peace. Yet there was this feeling in the back of her mind that tugged at something in her chest, almost like she had forgotten something very important. But her mind started to get dark and whatever she had forgotten would stay that way.

It must not have been that important for her not to remember it. And this must be death because it was the only thing that made any sense to her slowly dimming mind. Yet right before her consciousness was lost she felt something grip her shoulders and a phrase that echoed in her mind.

"Good boy Toothless."

Berk had been quiet and normal the past few days, or at least quiet and normal for a Viking Village filled with dragons. Hiccup was starting to enjoy the nice routine he had made for Toothless and himself in the past few days. Wake up as the sun rose, take Toothless for a morning flying warm-up, dragon training at the academy, help around the island, and finally end the day with a sunset flight around the island. It was nice to have a few days of peace on Berk, yet Hiccup knew it wouldn't last very long.

Perhaps it was his pessimistic and sarcastic demeanor that hadn't quite worn off, and probably never would, that caused him to think this way. Or maybe it was a Viking instinct that he had been born with making that one instinct out of many he most likely should but didn't have.

He was setting up Toothless' saddle for their morning flight when he heard the rumble of thunder in the distance. Hiccup looked up at the dark clouds heading towards Berk and sighed. "Well Toothless, we might not be able to go flying today," he looked sadly at his friend.

Toothless mimicked his rider's expression and warbled unhappily. He had been enjoying the morning flights.

"I'm sorry buddy, but you remember what happened the last time we went flying in a storm," Hiccup gestured to Toothless' tail. The lightning had completely destroyed his last leather tail flap and even though it wasn't hard to make another one, Hiccup was a little more worried about himself or Toothless getting hit. The last time Hiccup was struck by lightning hadn't been very pleasant.

The black dragon warbled in response and glanced at the red flap. The memory hadn't been a particularly nice one considering the rest of the events on that day.

Hiccup sighed again and scratched his head thinking of what they could do. Things had been quiet in Berk even the loudmouthed Mildew had been keeping his gob shut. He snapped his fingers when an idea finally surfaced.

"How about we tweak your tail again? Maybe I could test out a few things for making tricks easier or try out this idea I got on improving speed," Hiccup was so absorbed in his ideas and thoughts that he hadn't noticed his draconian friends shift in attention.

While his rider and friend contemplated new tail tweaks, Toothless had been looking to the sky. He could sense something was off. Something akin to a growl originated from his lower throat, which caught Hiccup's attention.

"What's up Toothless?"

The Night Fury's pupils narrowed on a particularly darker spot of sky while black ears adjusted as if searching for some sound. When he found it his cat-like eyes widened and he looked to his rider. With a panicked look he silently gestured Hiccup to get on his back.

"Toothless, I told you. It's best we don't—WOAH!" The small Viking was cut off when Toothless quickly slipped him on his back and took off in running.

"Toothless! What are you doing?!" Hiccup shouted over the rumble of thunder. He held tight to the saddle and managed to get hooked in. Once he did Toothless stretched his wings and took off in flight. His rider shouted again but Toothless flew faster.

Finally Hiccup noticed what the Night Fury was flying to. "What is that?" High above the island of Berk and almost directly over the village was what looked to be a vortex of… birds? No. They weren't birds, there were never that many birds on Berk it was much too cold and… well cold. Occasionally there were a few ravens or seagulls but they were usually scared away by the dragons or the Vikings. Both of which were equally frightening for a bird.

The black vortex was made up of dragons, mostly the small Terrible Terrors. It was like nothing Hiccup had ever seen before, he knew the small dragons were pack animals but there were so many.

"Why are we heading towards the scary vortex of dragons!?" He shouted to Toothless who didn't respond. "Never mind then, we'll just fly in a storm towards a swirling vortex of dragons," he said wryly. It was no use trying to reason with a stubborn Night Fury.

When they were close enough, Toothless let loose some of his signature blue fireballs at the Terrible Terrors. They squawked in surprise but scattered throughout the sky. That was when Hiccup saw something very different from any dragon in the center of their sky vortex.

It was a person.

Falling from the sky.

Now realizing what Toothless was so frantic about, Hiccup leaned forward. Their speed picked up immediately and soon the Night Fury had the falling figure in his grip.

Hiccup patted his friend's head gently, "Good boy Toothless." It was amazing what his friend could do and Hiccup was still learning new things about the Night Fury. He sometimes wondered if there were other Night Fury's in the world but the lack of sightings told him that Toothless might be the only one near Berk.

The rumbling clouds reminded him of where they were. "Alright boy let's get back to the village before Thor uses me for target practice again," Hiccup shifted tail positions and headed towards the village.

He began to wonder just who had fallen from the sky. Possibly one of his dragon trainees but he had not gotten a good look at the person to tell if it was even a girl or a boy so it could be one of the villagers trying fly a dragon in a storm. It wasn't Fishlegs or any of the adults, he had seen enough to know that the person was smaller than any of the full grown Vikings. Well he would just have to wait until they landed.

That was, if they could land. A rumble close by was their only warning before a bolt of lightning struck dangerously near Toothless' head. They quickly weaved away only to swerve the other direction when another bolt flashed.

"Okay bud, evasive maneuvers!" Hiccup shouted. Toothless nodded and together they weaved through the sky, avoiding the lightning when Thor decided to throw it. They both knew they had to be rather careful with the extra person being held in the Night Fury's claws.

After almost being hit by lightning about four times, they had finally managed to land near Hiccup's house. Toothless had set the person down gently on the ground and his rider dismounted.

"Alright, let's see who was stupid enough to—," he stopped mid step when he saw who they had rescued from falling.

Well, it was a girl his age. But not one he had ever seen before. Even in the gray light of Berk her hair shined like gold weaved into a very long braid. She was dressed like a Viking in a blue long sleeved tunic that reached her knees with a leather belt and buckle with what looked to be a bird's skull in the center. They looked normal save for a few char marks on her clothes. In fact there were a few on her face as well and they really stood out on her pale skin.

Toothless warbled softly and nudged the girl gently. She didn't move. Worried Hiccup knelt beside her and nudged her as well.

"Hey strange girl that fell from the sky," he said trying to get some response from her. When he didn't get one Hiccup put his ear to her chest and tried to listen for a heartbeat. It was weak but she had one and that gave both dragon and rider some relief.

"Well, at least she's alive," he said and sat back on his knees. "Let's get her out of the cold," and with that the odd pair carried the strange girl that fell from the sky into the Haddock house. With a lot of help from Toothless they got her up the stairs and into Hiccups room. She would have to use Hiccup's bed for the time being.

When that was settled, Hiccup told Toothless to stay and watch her while he went to get Gobber the Belch. He wasn't necessarily a healer but Hiccup supposed Gobber was close enough to one. It was either that or Gothi, but she wasn't as nearby as Gobber.

"Watch her Toothless, I just hope you don't scare her." Toothless looked at Hiccup with a curious look which got a half smile from the boy before he closed the door behind him.

Well I knew something would happen, Hiccup thought as he walked down the hill. They usually do in Berk.

A/N: Hi. This is something I've been mulling in my head since I watched a How to Train Your Dragon marathon. It is an amazing movie and I love it! I have been in love with dragons since I found a book on it when I was a kid. Anyway I own nothing except the strange girl who fell from the sky and maybe a few characters that will eventually pop up. SO! Should I keep going? Is it too early to tell? Should I just stop writing this or at least keep it to myself?

Give me some reviews and tell me what you think! Or else I'll hid in my closet and mope for days. (I really will I'm not just saying this!) Oh and Happy New Years or Holidays etc.