Prologue
Loki, the god of Mischief, looked down at the small little island of Berk. All around, dragon's flew through the air, with viking's on their backs. He couldn't help but smile as he saw this. Regardless of what others thought, Loki actually did have a heart. He did care about the Dragons and Viking's. That's why he was watching now. The one thing he didn't like, was the way they used to act.
His eyes caught a young woman's form. Her long auburn hair flowing in the wind, her green eyes filled with laughter and joy as her Night Fury did tricks no other rider would dare do. He smiled despite his anger. She was beautiful, brave, strong, and adventurous.
Everything he'd expect.
But his smile faded as the others of her age came nearer. Her two best friend, Astrid and Ruffnut, ruffled her hair as they came near. Her cousin, Snotlout, boasted about how he could beat her in a race. Her two other friends, Fishlegs and Tuffnut, just argued with each other about something or another.
"Is he here yet?" He heard her ask. "Not yet" Astrid replied. "He's due here in a few hours." She groaned. "Ohhh, is someone excited to see her boyfriend?" Ruffnut teased. She instantly stiffened "He's not my boyfriend!" She replied, stiffly. They all burst out laughing at her horrible attempt to cover her love for the young man.
Loki sighed. For years, the girl had been bullied, hated, forgotten, everything, but now, just one little act, get the dragons to live with them, had her forgiving them completely. Her own father disowned her! And just a few simple words and she forgives him!
It angered Loki beyond anything before. They don't deserve her forgiveness. But Loki could do nothing about it. Just do what he's been doing since her mother died when she was four.
That's all he could do...