Hello Fanfiction! I am HiccupSkywalker. I'm new here so don't pick on the new kid pls. I thought of this a while ago and have been dying to write it down, so here it is! Pls leave a review if you liked it or if you like the concept of the story, any sort of review would be amazing! So without further adou, my first masterpiece!

Blast to the Past

"Hiccup!"

The auburn-haired teen removed his earbuds, the music so loud it was echoing down the hall, "Yes, Mrs. Phlegma?" The boy, Henry "Hiccup" Haddock, replied.

"I was asking if you knew the answer to number 4 was." She said, hands on her hips, scowl on her masculine face.

Hiccup sighed, his math teacher, appropriately nicknamed 'Phlegma the Fierce', was always picking him to answer the questions because everybody else was either asleep, on their phones, or trying to pay attention and understand the math. Since Hiccup was the smartest kid in the class, he would understand the subject matter before the end of class. The other kids though would ask her to repeat it over and over, which frustrated Mrs. Phlegma to no end, thus, 'the Fierce' was added to her name. Hiccup, in the meantime, would pop in his earbuds and get a head start on his homework or work on his project for the upcoming science fair.

"y=x cubed + 3x squared + 578" Hiccup answered. A chorus of "How did you get that?!", "Whaaaaaaaaaaat?", and the most common, "Smartass." was heard by the class occupants. Mrs. Phlegma nodded in satisfaction while continuing her lesson… again.

Hiccup, exasperated, pulled out his notebook from his bag and placed it on his desk. He admired his signature doodle he put on the front cover. A black dragon wrapped around itself was drawn in black ink on the red cover of the spiral notebook. Weirdly, the drawing came to him in a dream and he couldn't get the image out of his head. So, like just about everything else, he drew it. Multiple times. It always left Hiccup pleased with himself for some reason.

Hiccup flipped to the first page and found random doodles, including his Dragon Doodle, covered the entirety of the page; including the following pages. Then he reached the pages that were covered in equations and theories. He flipped until he reached the most recent page and continued his work.

Finally the bell rung and everybody filed out as Mrs. Phlegma rattled out the homework pages and threats to those who didn't complete it. Hiccup made a quick stop at his locker and headed to his next class: History.

"All righ' kiddy's, git in here." The teacher, Gobber the 47th, said in his strong accent. "Today we'll be talkin' 'bout the hist'ry of yer very own home, Berk." The students all groaned, they knew Berk was a boring town with an even more boring history, they don't know how, but they just knew. "Now, Now, Berk is nae' the most interestin' place in the world, bu' i' is unique in tha' we true Berkians know wha' happened hundreds o' years ago." Now that got the students attention, most of it at least.

Gobber chuckled, "Now, as ye all know, Berk is twelve days north o' Hopeless, and a few degrees south o' Freezin' to Death. It's located solidly on the Meridian o' Misery." He explained as he pulled down a map and pointed to a tiny island labeled 'Berk'. "Our village. In a word: sturdy. It's bin here for many, many generations, bu' did you know tha' hundreds o' years ago, ev'ry single buildin' was new. Even after seven generations, we Berkians, known as Vikings in that time, wer' constantly replacin' buildin's."

"But why, Mr. Gobber?" A student asked.

"Well, if ye let me continue mae lesson withou' interruptin' me, I just might tell ye." The student immediately shut his mouth. Gobber chuckled while the rest of the class snickered. "Now where was I? Oh yes, we had fishin', huntin', and a charmin' view o' the sunset. The only problems wer the pests. Ye see, most places had mice or mosquitos. We had..."

"Rats?" "Flies?" "Flying rats?!" The students continued to guess while Hiccup merely groaned at their stupidity. Gobber was an old family friend of his family so he heard this story constantly at Thanksgiving and Christmas dinners.

Man and boy said simultaneously, "Dragons."

Groans were heard all-round, "I thought this was a school lesson, not a campfire story." One student proclaimed. It was true that the story was not a popular story, the only families who believed it were the Hofferson, Ingerman, Thorsten, Jorgenson, and Haddock families; and the Gobber lineage, of course. Hiccup, on the other hand, did not believe it. It was absurd. Dragons do not, did not, and will not exist. Ever.

"It's true!" exclaimed Gobber. "My many great grandpapi, Gobber the Belch, the 1st of many Gobber's, and his many great grandpapi, Bork the Bold both wrote historical books on the subject of dragons. I've even found notes taken by some mystery man who, as legend had it, wielded a weapon that could kill a man without even touching them with the sound of thunder. I think I have one o' his notebooks 'ere." He said, ducking below his desk and reaching into a drawer.

"Aha! 'ere it is!" He exclaimed, pulling out a very old looking leather bound notebook. He held it up for the class to see it and what they saw on the front cover was a faded charcoal drawing of a black dragon wrapped around itself.

Hiccups eyes nearly popped out of his head, that was his Dragon Doodle, on something from centuries ago that he had never seen before. The rest of the class was a blur as Hiccup was thinking. 'Is my theory correct?' He thought, 'Does my machine work?!' He got excited by that thought. He zoned out Gobber as he went on about how Vikings were too stubborn to give up Berk and how they named their children to scare off gnomes and trolls. Hiccup didn't care, all he could think about was how he could finish his science fair project. The end of the day couldn't get here any sooner.

When the final bell of the day did sound, it was music to Hiccup's ears as he nearly sprinted down the hall. He was out of breath when he shoved everything into his locker, but his determination to get home was undeterred. He got into his car and drove home, pushing the speed limit to the limit.

He finally parked the car in his driveway and entered the garage with newfound determination. He looked at the unfinished product of his imagination. A generator. But a special, heavily modified generator, one capable of providing his AI, also under construction, the ability to go into the future, or the past; specifically Berks past. He could finally prove to Gobber that dragons don't exist and can provide answers as to why his signature doodle was on a book written centuries ago.

The science fair was in three weeks and he still needed to finish the generator, the AI and housing module for the AI in some sort of technology, and install the flux capacitor into the housing as well. All in all, a lot of work.

Hiccup got right to work and finally finished the AI, which he named Thor, as his father got home. As Mayor of Berk, Sean Haddock was always home late at night or early in the morning and because of that, he was rarely ever home to see his only family, and only son, Hiccup.

"Good evenin' son. Don' stay up too late." Was all his father said to him as he trudged tiredly into the house. Hiccup merely grunted in acknowledgement.

The Haddock family had been the Mayor for generations and the Chief for generations before that. the family never really had any competitors, but who would want to when they've been taken cared of for hundreds of years? It was always expected that the first born male would become the next leader of the island. The only problem was that Hiccup didn't want to become Mayor. He was passionate about time travel and quantum physics, much to the disappointment of his father.

Hiccup just went back to putting Thor into his modified smart watch as well as the now completed flux capacitor. He got the inspiration for the flux capacitor from Back to the Future and found out it could actually work, with the right power source, of course. The one now in his watch was much, much smaller than the one in the movie. Thor's inspiration came from Iron Man's JARVIS, even though Thor doesn't stand for anything. Hiccup also created an earpiece that was small enough to not be seen in his ear, even if you were looking for it. But he could still clearly hear Chris Hemsworth's voice in his ear. He also installed a hologram program that Hiccup himself made. It projected anything you wanted with blue beams of light. Even though he made phenomenal progress, the generator was still far from done.

Hiccup sighed, looking at the clock in the wall and was surprised when it said 4:56 AM. He sighed, rubbing his eyes, another sleepless night under his belt. Hiccup stumbled into the house, more like small mansion, and into his room. Hiccup was asleep before his head hit the pillow.

"Good morning."

"Mornin' Dad… Dad?"

When the auburn haired teen woke up to the sound of someone's voice, he didn't expect to see his door closed and the lights still off.

Sitting up, he rubbed his eyes clean and felt something on his arm. Looking down, he realized that he forgot to take off Thor, quickly feeling his ear, he also forgot to take the earpiece out of his ear. He tried to take out the earpiece, but couldn't for some reason, he then tried to take off Thor with much the same success.

"Why won't you come off?" He mumbled, still fumbling with the watch.

"I have fused myself to your body while you were sleeping." The voice replied.

"What?!" Hiccup was utterly confused, but then he realized who he was talking to, "Thor?"

"At your service." The voice, Thor, replied as a holographic figure appeared from Hiccups wrist.

The transparent man was only about a foot tall with flowing blonde hair and a short beard. He had a chest plate of armor with dark pants and a cape flowing in an invisible wind. A hammer was hanging at his waist.

"This is crazy, I got to be dreaming or something." Hiccup said, flabbergasted. He laid back down and slapped himself. "Ow. OK, defiantly awake."

"Your heart rate is rising." Thor explained.

"Well what would your reaction be if your creation was suddenly stuck to you, I mean, I was expecting you to talk, just not attach to my arm." Hiccup said.

"Your father is coming." Thor suddenly said.

"Hiccup! I'm headin' out, you behave yerself, ya hear?" Sean yelled from the other side of the door.

"You don't have to yell Dad." Hiccup yelled back. He knew it was pointless, Sean was already down the stairs and out the door.

"So, Thor, you want to help me get the generator done?" Hiccup asked, already predicting the answer.

"Of course I would, I am now downloading everything on generators and subjects related to your request." Thor replied.

So the next two weeks consisted of Hiccup and Thor working together on the boosted generator. Nothing to special happened in school, the "mystery man" only coming up a couple times. But finally, the day of the science fair was here.

The way the fair would work was each participant would bring up their project, tell the audience and the judges what it would do, demonstrate what is does, rinse, and repeat. The order of showings would go from youngest to oldest. Hiccup, being 18, would go very last. He spent the agonizingly slow time messing with Thor until it was his turn. he found out Thor could make things out of thin air. Since Hiccup was a little hungry, he had Thor make him a sandwich; to which he immediately threw up in a nearby trash can.

Finally the announcer called out, "Hiccup Haddock." Hiccup rolled his generator out to the middle of the stage and grabbed a microphone. Everybody, having seen just about everything now, was bored and not really paying attention.

Hiccup started speaking, "Hello, my name is Hiccup Had-" But some obnoxious football player yelled, "NO SHIT SHERLOCK!" And all his football buddies started booing him until the principal had to escort them out.

"Anyway, as I was saying; my name is Hiccup Haddock, and I have built a time machine." This time the entire auditorium burst out laughing. Smirking, Hiccup said, "All right, I'll show you how it works, I'll be back in a jiffy."

And with that, Hiccup looked at Thor, who popped up in his holographic form, much to the surprise of the audience, and said, "Thor, take me to Viking-Age Berk."

And with that the generator started whirring and Hiccup saw a bright white light that dissolved his world from around him. Meanwhile the crowd viewed the white light emitting from the stage as the generator grew louder. When the light faded, Hiccup was gone.

Hiccup woke up with a major headache, in a forest. He looked around, trying to remember what happened. He remembered waiting in line, he remembered discovering Thor's newfound ability to materialize anything Hiccup asked for, he remembered the obnoxious kid in the crowd, the crowd laughing at him, and time traveling to Viking era Berk. Holy shit! He was he first person to successfully time travel!

Hiccup needed to get his bearings and find out where he is on the island so he'll know where to go. He remembered there was a mountain on the east side of the island, so he headed the general direction. By the time he reached the base of the mountain, it was already evening, and Hiccup was starving.

Looking up to the peak, Hiccup couldn't help but feel helpless, as it would take until the wee hours of the morning to get to the top. Sighing, he began the long, arduous trek up the daunting mountain.

Finally reaching the top, he looked around to see if he could see the fires of the village of Berk anywhere. He saw the village and the fires. But upon further inspection, he noticed that the fires were Berk. He quickly found out why the village was in its current dtate as a large, winged creature descended on the village and emitted a stream of fire. coming to a shocking revelation, he saw the village being raided by dragons!

"What the F…"