Hello just a short notice for the readers, this is my first fan-fiction and so please take that to notice, I would really appreciate it if you told me your opinion and maybe even review it. If there is anything you see that you might think would need to be changed or adjusted please tell me. Also English is my second language so my sentence structure might not be the best. I do not own How to Train your Dragon or any of the character, names, places or items, only my OC characters. Thanks for your time and I hope you enjoy it.
Awakening
All he could think as he was coming too is how wet and cold he was feeling, he felt like the Gods had thrown him around in a sick game of theirs. Groaning quietly to himself in self pity, he opened his eyes noticing that he was lying on a beach. After taking in his surroundings the first think that came to his mind was how had he even gotten here in the first place, the thing was he didnt know why he was here or how he even got there, heck he couldnt even remember his own name. He tried to get up but was overcome by a wave of nausea and pain. After the pain and nausea had worn off a bit he sat up carefully inspecting his apparel, he was surprised to be wearing a set of black armor lined with golden plating, seems like he was a trained solider. But that was just one of the many questions answered that were buzzing around in his head. Pushing his thoughts away from trying to make sense of it he turned his attention back to his armor, it seemed to have taken a beating, it was missing pieces, covered in dents and cuts one standing out in particular because it seems like someone had tried to slash his chest open failing to do so but leaving his armor with a cut running from his right shoulder almost all the way down to his stomach.
After examining what was left of his armor he turned his attention on himself noting he was not much better off than his armor, he was covered in bruises and slash wounds most of them not big enough to be of concern. Only one stood out, he had the tip of an arrow sticking out of his right legs calf. This explained the pain earlier when he had tried to get up, looking at the broken arrow sticking out he grabbed it bracing himself for the pain before yanking it out letting out a quite cried of pain. Immediately regretting his decision as he noticed that the wound has started to bleed profusely after he had removed the what was left of the arrow, the arrow most have cut a major artery but also had kept it closed. Ripping some of his uniform off he tied the makeshift rags around the wound hoping to stop the bleeding if not just a little.
After getting up on his feet again he came to conclusion that he was in no condition to wander through the forest in this cold and is stuck on this beach for now to either bleed out or freeze to death soon. All of a sudden he heard a twig snapping behind him, turning around as fast as he could before staring into the thick tree line he thought the sound had come from, in and instant he was holding a dagger in his hand, strange it was like a reflex as if his subconscious knew it would be there. Squinting into forest he called out "Quis est?" (latin: Who goes there). He waited but there was no response.
He held his dagger at a ready knowing he would probably not stand a chance against any foe in his current state but he wouldnt go down without a fight, just at that moment a dragon stepped out of forest, but not just any dragon, no it was a Night Fury but the thing that shocked him most was that there was a man in strange armor riding on top of it, wow he couldn't even remember his own age, but no the gods above thought that that wasnt enough of shock for him. Four other dragons stepped out of the trees with five riders on them, A Deadly Nadder with a Stunning Blond girl on it, a Gronkel with a boy who seemed to share to share the gronkels heavy build , a Monstrous Nightmare with a boy whos face resembled that of a pigs slightly, and a Hideous Zippelback with what seemed like twins sitting separately on each of its two heads.
After looking at each of the dragons and their riders he looked back at the Night Fury and its Rider who seemed like he was the one in charge, that was when he noticed the crest on the riders armor he couldnt make out what or why but the crest looked familiar but thats it. Just then the Boy on the Monstrous Nightmare jumped off his dragon taking out his war hammer looking at him before spitting on the ground before saying "Whats Roman filth like you doing here" at which the Man on the Night Fury turned his head to the boy and scold him it, the boy had spoken norse, and somehow he knew the language.
But the boy with the face of a pig had insulted him and he couldnt let him just get away with it so he showed him the Finger at which the others looked at him surprised and shocked because he seemed to understand what the boy had said. The boy let out a roar of anger charging at him with his hammer raised above his head, it was a wild attack and easy to block even with only a dagger and his wounded leg impairing his ability to fight. As the pig faced boy turned back around after he had been tripped and landed face first in the sand he charged him again and again his attack was blocked but this time he ended up with a fist landing heavily across his jaw making him drop to the ground and drop his hammer. Looking down at the viking he could have killed him but then his friends or companions would probably send their dragons on him, speaking of that he was surprised to see the Monstrous Nightmare not even looking over to see how its rider was doing but instead grooming itself while the others just looked at him dumbfound, well at least he guessed that as he couldn't see the leaders expression on his face with him wearing his helmet, but he did notice emerald green eyes study him from under the helmet, just that moment pain erupted in the back of his head and he stumbled forward dropping his dagger before falling down to meet the sand. Everything was spinning before he was consumed by a wall blackness, letting himself be surrounded by the comforting darkness only to be bothered by something seeming to be poking around in the his wound and then pull out before going back in.
He was slowly but surely coming back to his senses, he heard voices, a nasaly and sort of annoying one that definitely belonged to a girl, sort of angelic, wait did he actually just think that. After listening to the two talk to each other about him and how he had gotten here and most of all what had happened to him. Letting out a groan he opened his eyes and found himself lying on what seemed like a bed, everything was out of focus and he had to blink a few times before everything cleared up he found himself looking into a pair of eyes that looked like the golden leaves in the autumn wind before they are replaced by a set of Emerald Green eyes before grabbing hold of the Boys shirt headbutting him in the nose making him stumble back while he jumped out of the bed running towards the door but was immediately tackled by a huge black creature and pinned to the ground while the Night Fury growled at him its Pupils dilated to a slit its sharp teeth inches from his face, he was ready to be torn to shreds when the boy he had headbutted interjected calling the Dragon off "Toothless get off him, its alright im sure i just startled him and he wont try it again." Looking over at me as he finished his sentence. Letting out a sigh of surrender he stopped struggling against the dragon which then let him go and retreated to a corner in the room but its poison green eyes never leaving him, that is when he noticed his throbbing leg and the blood sickering through bandages, real bandages and not the rags he had used earlier.
They had taken him in and bandaged him up even after he had attacked one of their own. Shaking his head to try and clear it of all those unanswered questions he looked up at the boy that was standing infront of him still in his armor but his helmet lying on a desk scattered with sketches and drawings, that was when the boy with the emerald green eyes spoke up "So, uhmm whats a Roman doing this far from the Roman empire?" He thought for some time wondering if he should answer his question, after all he had headbutted him just moments ago and he had called his dragon off him, so he spoke up with his rusty Norse and his voice strained from not talking for so long "I do not know, I dont remember anything. Where am I" The boy looked at him with what seemed like a hint of pity in his eyes before holding out a hand to help him up "Ill show you if you let me, and please dont give Toothless a reason to tear you apart" at which the night fury as if to prove a point let out a quiet growl towards him. Taking his hand he got back up on his feet "Dont worry there is only one Person i want to beat to a pulp for hitting me over the back of the head" he looked up into the boys face as he heard him chuckle "Oh you mean Snotlout, i dont think the Village would appreciate if you beat up the chiefs brothers son" he answered with a short nod.
As the two walked towards a great big oaken set of doors, when looking around as they headed towards the doors with Toothless behind them he noticed other beds very few being occupied by big burly men with wild hair and women who looked as equally fearsome as the men. But what surprised him most was that next to some of the beds there were dragons curled up next to them sleeping or looking at the vikings in the beds next to them as if they were watching over them. But that was nothing compared to what he would see that day, as soon as he stepped out of the Infirmary he was speechless, dragons where flying around all over the place, people where riding them and even dragons playing with children. It was an overwhelming sight and he stood there not noticing that people had stopped to look at him, some looked at him with interest but most of them looked at him with anger and even disgust, word had spread that the Dragon riders had brought back a wounded roman and that even when wounded and only armed with a dagger had almost beaten Snoutlout who was a skilled fighter and somewhat popular with the other villagers.
The night fury's rider noticed the stares directed at the newcomer and snapped him out of his thoughts "Come the chief and the other Dragon riders are waiting for you at the Mead Hall, follow me." and started walking ahead only looking back to check if the newcomer was following. After a short walk to Berks Mead hall that was empty except for the Chief, the dragon riders, Gothi, Gobber and other important Villagers of Berk. The Night Fury´s rider was greeted kindly by everyone present except for the two Twins who just waved at him before going back to punching each other for some reason, and Snoutlout who acted like he hadnt noticed him entering the mead hall and a man who shared great resemblance with Snotlout, maybe it was his father.
As everyone had finished greeting the boy their eyes turned to him, the adults looking at him with what seemed like distrust in their eyes while the young riders mostly looked at him with what seemed like interest except for Snotlout, if looks could kill he would be lying dead on the ground by now. The Night Furys Rider was the first to break the silence that had filled the room "So uhmm yeah dad this is the Roman we found on the beach two days ago." Two things went through his mind at that exact moment, firstly, did he just call the chief his dad! Oh crap he had headbutted the chiefs son and secondly the boy has just said that they had found him two days ago, had he really been out that long? His train of thoughts was interrupted when the Chief spoke up "I can see that, so Roman" he spoke the word as if it was a crime"What brings you to isles of Berk?" he shook his head and let out a sigh tired of being reminded that he had no clue how he got here or who he even was "I already told Night Fury boy there that I cant remember anything about my life or how I even got here, I only found out from you guys that I was roman." a few of the people present let out quiet chuckles that almost immediately seized as they saw the frown having formed on the chiefs face, the only ones ignoring the chief where the other dragon riders and he could swear he saw Snotlout smirk for just a fleeting moment
Hiccup spoke up as soon as the chuckles had died down"Sorry we havent introduced ourselves yet, Im Hiccup Horrendous Haddock the III, leader of Berks Dragon Academy" looking at the others who immediately knew they where supposed to introduce themselves at which the Blond who had ridden the Deadly Nadder stepped forward "Im Astrid Hofferson and I suggest you never piss me off" and he will take the advice seeing that she held that double bladed ax like someone who would have no troubles at all separating his head from his shoulders if given a reason. Next up where the two twins who had been busy with a smacking contest moments earlier "Names Ruffnut and this is my stupid Brother Tuffnut, tricksters and servants of Loki" both of them smiling at him but in a way that told him never to accept anything from them for his own well being. After them the boy who had been riding the gronkel stepped forward holding out his hand which he shook awkwardly for a moment before stepping back "Fishlegs Ingerman, dragon expert and proud owner of Meatlug" he guessed this is what he called his dragon. Snotlout didnt bother to even speak and neither did his dad Spitelout. Next was the viking with the missing leg and arm "Gobber the Belch im the Forge master here laddie" now only the Chief was left who stepped forward and glared down at him "Stoick the Vast, chief of berk and its people" he did his best not to step back as the giant of a man glared down at him as if daring him to oppose him.
Hiccup again was the one to break the tension "Now that everyone has so kindly introduced themselves to our new friend" at the mentioning of the word friend everyone looked at hiccup as if he had gone nuts but he ignored them and kept on going "I wanted to ask why you have called all of us here Dad?" at this Stoick turned his eyes back on the roman standing next to his son "Well for the trial this roman of course son" as soon as those words were said multiple things happened all at once, Hiccup stood there with his mouth open in disbelief, Snotlout and Spitelout chest bumped each other so hard that Snotlout flew backwards landing on a chair breaking it and his cry of outrage.
At exactly that moment the doors of the mead hall burst open and a young girl ran inside shouting "Sorry im late Spark ran off again trying to rai…." but the words died in her mouth as she took in everyone's expressions "Did I miss something important?" That was when he noticed her eyes, they were the same eyes he first saw after waking up, wait had she taken care of his wounds, if so he would have to thank her later that was if these Barbaric trolls didnt decide to hang him or feed him to a dragon.
Well I hope you like it so far and if you have any ideas or suggestions please share them with me. I will be trying to make it 40 chapters or more long and maybe write more than 2500 words or so for each chapter. That all depends if you like the story and show interest in it. Thanks for taking your time to read my work. Also the Cover image represents Erlendrs Armor he had on when waking up on the beach only that he was missing the helmet and that it was in pretty bad shape. The armor will come back later in the story with a few improvements and changes.