Hey I'm Hictooth111 (Pinterest, YouTube, PicCollage, Tumblr….) also known for my Hicstrid short stories (The Hicstrid Moments). Hope you enjoy this story. And enjoy.
An early morning fog lay over the Village of Berk in a sleepy haze, the air was filled with the soft snoring sounds coming from the Viking houses. The only one awake at this time at this early time of the morning was a rare dragon called the Night Fury. He sat tall and proud a top of a particular Viking house located the top of a hill overlooking the whole Village; the chieftain's house. The dragon's name was Toothless; he was a rather large dragon, third smallest dragon on the Island to a Terrible Terror and the Gronckle; he had jet black scales and a long thick scar across the right side of his neck; he had large innocent grass green eyes with large dilated pupils and he was missing the left side of his tail which was replaced by red prosthetic tail fin made by Toothless' human friend and rider, Hiccup. His tail was connected to a stirrup and pedal which Hiccup used to control the way the prosthetic moved. Hiccup was currently asleep down in the hose beneath the roof Toothless was perched on. He was looking out to the ocean; over to the rising sun. Toothless watched the sun waiting for it to leave to watery horizon were it slept. He had been watching the sun rise for an hour now and he was getting excited for the sun was another thirty minutes from being fully risen. Toothless would have woken up his human to go flying, which is why he was there in the first place, at this time but his Viking had scowled him about waking him up too early but they had gone flying anyway. But out of respect for his beloved human Toothless allowed him… twenty-three more minutes of sleep. When the sun had finally risen all the way up and a small smile fell on his lips and he began to jump on the roof.
Down in the house on the top floor a boy with auburn hair that was parted to the right and covered his forehead. He had fair skin and a line of freckles on his cheeks and nose and a small thin hard to see scar on the right side of his chin just below his lower lip. He lay peacefully in his bed, fast asleep in his bed his patched up blanket tucked tight under his chin. He was woken suddenly but a loud crashing on his roof and dust fell from the ceiling. He grumbled and rolled over pulling the blanket over his head trying to ignore the dragon and hopefully he would stop. But the Night Fury continued to jump and scratch on the tile on the roof, shaking the house to its rafters. After about a minute Hiccup gave up, not wanting to disturbed his father. He kicked off his sheets and got out of bed. He was a lanky twig of a boy with long noodles for arms and legs. He wore a long-sleeved, light green tunic with a leather waist band; his leggings were a dark green-brown colour and he had only one fur lined boot; he left foot had been replaced with a metal contraption with a spring to balance out his weight this was made for him when he saved the Village from the Dragon Queen, the Red Death. Gobber the Belch, the village Blacksmith, made it for him.
"I'm coming. I'm coming," Hiccup mumbled grapping his riding suite off the back of his chair at his desk.
He quietly leaped down the stairs, three at a time. His father and chief, Stoick the Vast, was asleep in his throne. Stoick was a big beefy man who resembled all things Viking. He was tall, strong, stubborn and short-tempered and had a huge red beard. He wore a long dark green tunic, striped maroon trousers, fur lined boots and a long fur cape with metal shoulder pads and a matching belt buckle. He snored loudly as Hiccup snuck past him, crossed the room and slipped out the door.
"Alright, Toothless!" he called up to the roof. "Come on down, bud."
Upon hearing Hiccup's voice Toothless stopped his frantic poncing and popped his head over the front of the roof. Cooing happily and excitedly he climbed down to greet Hiccup on the side of the house.
"Do you have to wake me up at sunrise to go flying?" Hiccup yarned as began dressing into his suite, fitting it over his tunic.
Toothless sat down and looked at his rider as if to say: Yes, yes, I do. Hiccup smirked.
"Come on. Let's go," Hiccup said climbing onto Toothless' back and connecting his leg into the custom pedal Gobber had made him.
After Hiccup attached his safety clips that were on his vest to the Night Furies saddle he flared out the red tail fin and they shot off into the air like a bullet. The cool, fresh morning air whipped though Hiccup's hair and woke him up completely. He whooped and yelled out encouraging words as they slalomed though the trees in the forests and duked though waves in the oceans that surrounded the Island. Berk was a small Island twelve days north of hopeless, a few degrees south of freezing to death and located solidly on the meridian of misery. Berk is a small quiet Island constructed of rocky arches and cliffs, caves, beaches, waterfalls, streams and several large forests, it also had a rather large cavern under the village and many underground tunnels leading to six yak farms, Gobber's outhouse, the secluded beach, couple of chicken pens and Mildew's cabbage field. The Island also held home to a rather large mountain and many small outer isle surrounded Berk and several sea stacks that Hiccup found useful for manoeuvrable flying practise. Toothless flew over a wave and it sprayed Hiccup with seawater. Hiccup laughed and they spiralled upward, then plummeted downward, backwards and turned at the last second, Toothless' wings just nipping the water's surface. They gently soared across the water, dodging the sea stacks lazily and with ease.
"Nice flying today, bud," Hiccup complemented.
Toothless purred, acknowledging the compliment and giving one of his own. Suddenly a massive gust of wind picked up and Toothless was pushed into a nearby sea stack. Several small sharps stones fell from the tip of the stack.
"Whoa. You okay, bud?" He asked.
Toothless shook off a few small pebbles and snorted a 'yes'. Hiccup shook dust from his hair and they continued on their way and just as they existed the sea stack maze, Hiccup went to change the gear on the tail but he got nothing but it just clicked and they started to lose height and they crashed onto one of the small islands that surrounded berk. Hiccup's safety lines failed him and he fell of his dragon when they hit the ground. He groaned and got slowly to his feet, dizzy.
"Toothless!" he said staggering over to his friend.
Toothless was lying on the ground, clearly uncomfortable, on top of one of this wings and his feet curled up under him. He let out a moan and shifted a little. Hiccup got to his knees in front of his friend's head.
"Come on, talk to me, bud," Hiccup said.
Toothless moaned again and opened his eyes. He shakily got into a seated position and whined when he felt a sharp pain in his foot. They both looked down at the same time and notice a rather nasty gash on the dragons left paw. It's glistened with emerald green blood. He whimpered.
"It's okay, buddy, it's okay," Hiccup soothed. "Just a small cut."
Toothless frowned at his human. It wasn't just a little cut, it went all along his paw and it hurt. He blew a small cloud of smoke in Hiccup's face. Hiccup coughed and waved it away.
"To let you know my head hurts, thank you very much," Hiccup said indignantly.
Toothless had to agree, Hiccup did have a few cuts on his face and hands and a rather nasty on his right upper arm. Hiccup shifted to Toothless' saddle bag, Hiccup never went on a flight without it mainly because his over protective father made him. He pulled out a small bundle of grass called Dragon-nip and some bandages. He gave to Dragon-nip to Toothless and while the dragon was happily daydreaming he wrapped to bandages around his foot. You see it was safer for him to do it this way, Toothless wouldn't feel any pain and Hiccup could patch him up with getting hurt. Dragons were very sensitive creature when it comes to healing, one wrong move and it won't the dragon won't be the only one needing time to heal. Hiccup sighed and lay back on the ground, his arms behind his head.
"Gods, I'm tired," he said.
Still in his happy state Toothless put his head on Hiccup's entire torso and chest and looked at him with one eye.
"What are you looking at?" he asked the dragon.
Toothless rolled his eyes and huffed happily. Suddenly there was a rustle in the bushes. That sound bought Toothless back to the real world and both boys sat up and looked at the bushes.
"Stay here," Hiccup said
Ignoring Toothless' whines of protest, he got up and carefully went over to the bushes pushing them apart only to find nothing there.
"You're paranoid, Toothless," Hiccup said. "It's was probably just a Terrible Terror or something."
He walked back over to his friend, smiling and shaking his head.
"Now, let's see what's wrong with this tail,"
Toothless' prosthetic tail was torn and ripped beyond use but the connecting rod was sort of okay, a little bent, but it was all they had until they made it back to Berk. Hiccup had a spare tail. When he went to change the tail there was a small black dragon sniffing at Toothless' broken tail. Hiccup let out a shout and dropped the spare prosthetic. The little dragon shrieked and they both scrabbled away. The dragon scrabbled behind a log and Hiccup went up to Toothless' head. He looked at him with wide eyes.
"You saw that right?" Hiccup asked.
Toothless gave him a wide eyed look and Hiccup laughed with a slightly hysterical pitch.
"O-okay," he breathed.
Both boys slowly approached the log, and Hiccup looked over it. The small black dragon was of course there, it sat on its hind legs, making it look taller, and its wings were spread to their full length. The dragon had large blue eyes and was as big as an adult Terrible Terror. It was jet black and looked a great deal like Toothless, save for the large blue eyes that took up most of it's face.
"Hey it's okay," hiccup said offering the dragon some Dragon-nip. "I'm a friend. Sorry about before, you just scared me, that's all."
The dragon slowly and timidly climbed onto the log and sniffed at the grass in Hiccup's hand. Something about the way this dragon moved and looked was familiar…
"Hang on," he said. "You're a… Night Fury."
Yeah, hi. Love cliff hangers just to let you know. That's one of the reason I love writing fanfiction. I'd love to hear what you liked and didn't like about this chapter. To those who read my Hiccstrid Moments, you'll have to wait for more chapters after Black, White and Grey, so sorry, I'll try to update once or twice a month if I can, I really wanna focus on my school work and my other stories. So anyway, thanks and I'll be back with another chapter soon! :)
