I don't own anything, everything in bold belongs to Dreamworks animation.
It was a cold day that had the entire village of Berk in the Great Hall, near a fire, trying to retain the heat that was so precious, this time of year, at least. All except for the young boy, the blacksmith's apprentice, trying to perfect the designs to his latest invention. The boy, Hiccup, was the village runt. It was never stated, except in whispered voices in houses, but it was just known. Like the sky was blue, this boy was the village runt.
All Hiccup wanted to do was kill a dragon, just one dragon, and his life would get infinitely better. Just as he was thinking this, however, the world faded to black.
He woke in a dark room filled with chairs and beanbags. He realized he was on a pile of vikings, just as everyone started to move, and he was brought crashing down.
"What in Thor's name is going on here?!" Stoick the Vast, Chief of the tribe, bellowed.
In answer, a girls voice came out of nowhere. "You are here to watch your future, to see what your life will be like in 5 years, you are here to witness how much change one person can bring. So I suggest you all sit, you'll be here for a while."
She said it in a way that they had no chance but to sit, and they did so, albeit with reluctance.
The wall in front of them started to glow, and a moving picture was shown. Vikings gasped, before realizing that was very un-viking like, apparently, and fell quiet.
The movie started, and everyone gasped when they heard who spoke first.