this is my first story ever. it is based of the how to train your dragon movie. i do not own. I don't know if i'll continue it. the writing is probably horrible so just bare with it if you do read this. thanks. i should probably tell you that there might be some gore or something in the future (just as a heads up) and by the way the story is an alternate ending sort of thing like what if this happened where Hiccup is looking for the night fury he shot down.

chapter one-

Getting frustrated at his wasted efforts to find the elusive night fury, Hiccup slapped away a tree branch only to get whacked in the face. After shaking away the branch's comeback he looked up to see a enormous gash in the land. The trees that were once on the path were splintered and crushed. This had been done by no man. That Hiccup knew. Out of curiosity he ventured down the gash. What he saw waiting for him was a beast. The Night Fury.

It was caught in the ropes Hiccup shot him with the night before. Hiccup slowly got near the beast drawing his dagger. He sighed a sigh of relief knowing that he actually did something good (well according to the vikings good) for once. Suddenly he found giant green orbs staring at him with expectation of something. Hiccup found himself quietly rambling about what he was going to do with the night fury and how he was a viking. He knew he would have to kill it. And when the dagger was above his head. Hiccup made the mistake of looking directly into the dragon's eye. As the dragon made a sorrowful sound Hiccup lost all of his pride and determination.

The sound of rope being cut filled the forest. The dragon's eyes were wide open and alert. once all the ropes were cut the dragon leapt up and pinned Hiccup to a nearby boulder. Hiccup could feel the dragon's breath. Warm and heavy on his chestnut hair. When the night fury opened his maw Hiccup had fear and adrenaline raging all throughout his skinny body. Fear of being burned to death. Adrenaline born from fear. A blue light glowed in the back of the fury's throat. And with a loud screech blue fire lit up the woods.


Stoick came back to his home after helping the village rebuild some of it's lost property. Only to find no scrawny boy. Worry overwhelmed Stoick for a few seconds then he shrugged it off thinking Hiccup was just fussing over his loss in the backwoods. But after an hour of waiting at the table he decided to go search for his son. While wandering in the woods with his eyes and ears in alert for his son he heard a defining sound. Panic overtook him. For only one creature makes that sound. 'Hiccup' Stoick whispered to himself.