HTTYD: Colonial

by Nicole Gilskilz

Jessica is sent to Berk by her 'Village' to fetch Hiccup to put an end to their suffering. When she arrives and sees that Hiccup is friends with the beasts, and thinks she will be too, Jessica realizes that getting him to help may be tougher than she thought. I love all of ya ;* Complete and sequel is up!

1. Chapter 1

HTTYD: Colonial

New story for HTTYD. Actually its my first one. I thought this up one night and I thought it would be really cool of this became a movie. So I thought "Why not just make it into a fanfiction?" So I am. Hope you all enjoy. Review about what you think, what you like, what you hate, what I need to improve on, yada yada yada. On with the story!

Ch 1

I have been sailing across ocean after ocean. Looking. Every time I've come up on a new island they say I'm not even close. Fishing is my only way of not starving to death on my little boat. I never keep a light on.

I don't want them to find me.

I have passed many ships on my journey to this mystical island that seems to get farther and farther away every time I hit the seas. Some ships aren't that nice. Sometimes the ships are a group of pirates' housing of choice. Some people are nice though. They tell me that I could ride with them. I always reject. I don't want anybody interfering with my mission. They simply just give me food and send me on my way. It seemed to be that way for a long time.

Until I came upon Trader Johann's boat. He was very friendly, a business man at his best. He had all kinds of knickknacks on board. Too many to name, actually. He asked me where I was sailing to.

"I'm trying to navigate to Berk." I said in my not so Viking accent.

He paused for a second, "You're never going to find it. You're heading in the wrong direction. Berk is that way." He pointed towards the bundle of rocks he was heading towards, "I'm going there now, I can take you if you want me to."

I set down the bottle of squid ink that I was holding, "I'm sorry, thank you for the offer, but I can't. I need go alone."

I looked up at him. He didn't ask any questions, just simply dragged my boat back in and said his goodbyes.

I hopped back into my little boat and drifted away. I waited until he was a little ways away until I started following him.

In the mist, I could see the outline of an island coming into view. After a few minutes of sailing I landed on a beach that looked like it led out of town, which I was thankful for. Emerging from the rocky path, I got my first glimpse of Berk.

"So this is Berk."