A/N: Hey guys! This is xxSunUpxx. I hope you enjoy this. I am still trying to get the hang of writing again, so bear with me. Anywho, this is Chapter One of Becoming One!

Okay, so. More basic info. This is rated T, but it may change as the story progresses but who knows. Anyways, enjoy! Feel free to send some requests

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Chapter 1:

A young teen, around the age of sixteen, sat in his room as he watched his village, Berk, bustle about, attempting to chase off the dragons and put out the fires. He wanted nothing more than to go out and help, but his dad forbids it due to his tendency to just make matters worse.

This teen's name was Hiccup Horrendous Haddock the Third.

As he watched the other Vikings run around, carrying supplies, he grew antsy. Pretty soon it was too much to bear, causing him to grab his sword and abandon his house. He knew he was going against his dad's specific orders as well as have to deal with harsh punishment, but at this point he didn't care. He just wanted to prove himself, make everyone believe he wasn't the failure they all believed him to be.

Hiccup pushed himself through the villagers, ignoring their shouts of anger as they saw him out and about. Soon enough he stumbled across a dragon that didn't have anyone already attacking it and decided to take his chance. Hiccup yelled and charged forward, fully intending on killing it. As soon as the dragon turned and noticed him he began to regret the decision of facing one alone, for the large creature charged forward as well. Hiccup cursed and began running away out of panic. The dragon chased after him a bit, causing quite a bit more damage to Berk, before it fled the scene.

At this point in time, the rest of the dragons had been chased out and the entire population was staring at Hiccup in anger, however, no one looked more upset than his dad, Stoick. He walked forward and glared at his son.

"How many times do I have to tell you to stay inside! Gods almighty, Hiccup. Why can't you just learn to listen for once in your life? It wasn't even that difficult of an order!" He barked, throwing his hands around as he lectured.

Hiccup cringed as his dad shouted, backing away slightly.

"I'm sorry, Dad! I just… I thought I could do it! I really thought I had it this time…" he sighed.

"Just get back to the house! We'll continue this discussion later." Stoick said quietly, shaking his head in disappointment.

Hiccup put his head down and slowly retreated back to his home and went to his room, sitting on his stool in front of his desk. He sat there for awhile, thinking, before he heard the door open and loud footsteps approach him. Hiccup turned around and faced his father, who seemed to have a saddened look on his face.

"Listen, Hiccup… we need to speak for a moment.."

Hiccup grew a little more worried than before. "Oh.. uh.. okay, what about…?"

Stoick lifted a hand and rubbed the back of his neck and looked away from Hiccup. "Well… during clean up… the people of Berk sure had a lot to say… and…" he paused and sighed. "Listen, Son, I love you. I really do. You are my child for Valhalla's sake but… the others don't seem to care for you as much."

Hiccup's expression filled with confusion.

"Where is this going..?" Hiccup asked.

"Well… you can't stay here. You are causing too much trouble, and the majority of the population wants you to leave."

Hiccup went silent, his shoulders falling. He was aware he wasn't the most cared for guy in Berk, but banishment?

Stoick sighed and reached forward, resting a hand on Hiccup's shoulder. "I am sorry, Hiccup… I will let you stay here until morning, but that is all I can do."

Hiccup nodded, but still didn't speak. Stoick just shook his head and left the room.

Since he didn't have anything else to do, Hiccup decided to go to bed, knowing it was probably going to be his last night in a somewhat comfortable bed for a while.

Hiccup awoke the next morning and slowly slid out from his bed. He trudged down to the main room of the home to be greeted by his dad. Stoick seemed to have been working on something until he heard Hiccup. He turned and approached his son, pulling him into one last hug.

"I really wish I didn't have to do this… I wish you luck, Son."

And with that, Hiccup left and made his way into the wooded area not too far from Berk. Thankfully it wasn't the winter season, so it was only mildly cold and that he wouldn't have to worry about it being too difficult to find food.

Hiccup hiked through the trees for what seemed like hours before he stumbled across this enclosed area. Curious, Hiccup found a way in between two large boulders. He was now standing on a small ledge that overlooked a small grass area with a decent sized lake in the center.

Hiccup carefully found a way down to the ground and began exploring. The area didn't seem too bad, it was well protected, the lake provided a good food source, and it wouldn't be too difficult to go and get resources to build a decent shelter and wood for fires.

After thinking this through, Hiccup went to work and began gathering the basic materials needed to make a decent basic shelter for now. Once the materials were collected, Hiccup carefully brought them back to the lake area and began putting it together. He finished the small basic little hut within a few hours, knowing that's all he needed for the night and could always add more as the days pass.

Now all he needed was some food, however this was difficult for he didn't have any weapons or tools to catch a fish, or hunt a small animal in the woods. Knowing this, Hiccup knew he had to do it the old fashioned way and stepped carefully into the lake. He began looking closely at the water, and waited until he spotted one. he followed the fish as it swam around, reaching down and grabbing it as soon as he found the perfect chance. Hiccup tossed the fish onto the land and climbed out. While he waited the fish to completely die, he began making the fire to cook it over.

Once both of those tasks were complete, Hiccup stabbed the fish with a fairly sharp stick and held it out over the fire, and waited for it to cook. When it was fully cooked, Hiccup began to eat and decided to call it a day. He crawled into his hut and laid on the ground, before eventually falling asleep a few hours later.