Chapter 1 This is Berk

Info

I don't own summary, story plot, lines, characters, or anything in this story. All credit goes to the people who made HTTYD. This is based off of HTTYD, Skylanders, and My BFF is a Dragon(my story). The lines won't be excat so don't punish me! I might add my own flare to it. Also, it might be confusing because I'm doing this in a character's POV but some scenes don't have the characters so I will be switching from first person to third person a lot.

This is Berk. It's 12 days homeless and freezing to death. It's located on an island. My village. In one word for it: sturdy... for 7 generations, but every single building is new. We do fishing, hunting, and have charming views of the sunset. The only problems are the pests.

Just then something takes a sheep.

You see most places have mice or ants, but we have-

I open the door to see the racket and see people screaming their heads off and running. Then I see something and it blows fire at me but I quickly close the door.

Dragons.

Most people would leave. Not us. We're Vikings. We have stubborness issues.

I quickly leave my house, that's on fire. I go through a crowd of Vikings that have weapons in their hands.

My name's Kazane Fujimiya. Great name I know(scarcasm). It's not the worst though. My parents believe a frightening name will scare off trolls. Our charming Viking demenor already does that(more scarcasm)!

I have short red hair and pink eyes. I'm smaller than all of the girl and boy Vikings at my age. I'm skinnier than them too. I wear a long sleeve, dark green tuntic and a brown fur vest that goes with my boots.

Just then I bumped into someone and fall on the ground. I can get pushed around easily.

Just then one of the Vikings scream in my face and he greets me with a friendly morning.

I then jump up and run towards my destiation.

"What are you doing here?!"

"Get inside!"

"What are you doing out here?!"

"Get back inside!"

The other Vikings yelled as I ran.

Yep, people think this lowly of me. Just then I get a tug from the back of my tunic.

"Kazane! What's she doing out here?! Urgh! What are you doing out?! GET INSIDE!"

That's Sarki the Vast(made up name!). Chief of the tribe. They say when he was baby, he popped a dragon's head and shoulders. Do I believe it? Yes, I do.

Sarki: "What do we got?"

"Camo, Cynder, High Five, Sonic Boom, and Hot Dog."

A Viking said as he informed my father.

They never came up with great names for the dragons. I mean who names a dragon hot dog? I know it looks like a dog and it's on fire, but really?!

Sarki: "Any Whirlwinds?"

Sarki asked.

"None so far."

The Viking said.

Sarki: "Good."

Sarki said as he wiped off a piece of wood that was on fire.

"LAUNCH IT!"

A Viking yelled.

They put a flaming rock on a catapult.

I run into a workshop and took off my vest. I put on a brown apron.

"Nice of you to join the party. I'd thought you'd be carried off."

My master said.

Me: "Who me? Na, come on!"

I said cofidently as I put an ax on display.

Me: "I'm way too musular for their taste. They wouldn't know what to do with all this."

I said as I gestured to myself and tried showing my guns to my master(Author: What guns, Kazane?)

"Aww! Come on! They need toothpicks, don't they?"

My master said in his smart-a*s way.

I open the windows and male Vikings start piling the weapons on the counter.

Meet Dumaka. I've been his apprentice since I was little. Well, littler.

I started to heat up the fire for Dumaka.

Sarki: "Move to the harbor! Well chase them down with the catapults!"

Sarki yelled.

Just then a house caught on fire.

See old village, lots and lots of new houses.

"FIRE!"

A Viking yelled.

Oh! The ones with the buckets of water is Jura, Fyord, the cousins Row and Alice, and..

A boy throws a bucket of water at the house that's on fire and then a dragon shot a fireball behind him.

Gaoooooooooo...(Author: Uh-oh... I think I'm going to puke)

Everything then goes in slow motion as I see him.

I goofily smile. Those are the Dragoners.

Then I see them go into a cool formation. Man, their job is so much cooler. I lean forward ready to jump out, but then Dumaka's hook hand catches me before I could go out there.

Me: "Awww! Come on! Let me out there, please! I need to make my mark!"

I complain.

Dumaka: "Ohhh! You'll make plenty of marks! All in the wrong places!"

Dumaka said in his smart-a*s way.

Me: "But please! Two mintutes! I'll kill a dragon! My life will get eternally better! I might even get a boyfriend!"

I pleaded.

Dumaka: "You can't lift a hammer, you can swing an axe, and you can't even throw the string thingy with rocks on the end!"

As he said the last part, he picked up the thing he was talking about and then someone took one and threw one at a High Five. As if it was nothing. The Vikings really need to work on the names of the dragons!

Me: "Ok, but this will throw it for me!"

I said as I touched my new invention. Just then it launched the string thingy. It flew out the window and hit one of the Vikings.

Dumaka: "See! Now, this, right here, is what I'm talking about!"

He said as he pointed my my invention.

Me: "My invention-"

Dumaka: "If you ever want to get out there and fight dragons, you'll need to stop all... this."

He said the last part and gestured to me. All of me.

Me: "But you pointed to all of me."

I told him.

Dumaka punched my arm.

Dumaka: "Yes, that's it. Stop being all of you."

He said.

Me: "Ohhhhhhh!"

I said nodding my head and squinting at him.

Dumaka: "Ohhhhhhhh. Yeah."

Dumaka mimics me.

Me: "You, sir, are playing a dangerous game. Keeping this raw, Viking-ness contained. There will be conquences!"

I said as I rose my voice and pointed my finger to emphasis my point.

Damaka: "I'll take my chances."

He said in a dull voice.

Dumaka: "Start chopping, now."

He ordered as he threw a sword at me.

Characters

Kazane as Hiccup

Gao as Astrid

Row as Tuffnut

Jura as Fishlegs

Fyord as Snotlout

Alice as Ruffnut