What if Hiccup wasn't the only child during his lifetime at Berk? What if he had a giant family comprised of nine children and he was the child in the middle? Two girls, seven boys and one parent? And a dragon war going on outside. Now that was gonna make Hiccup extremely overplayed.

Rating: T/ Language and anger because of the fact that I am a fifteen year old and I'm upset.

The world was turning on to the western part of the sun. It was turning into one of the darkest and most cold nights in the summer in which it was still snowing on the Isle of Berk. The island in a word was sturdy. But the thing is it isn't that hard to take one of the houses down and build it right back up again. And another thing is that every single how on the island was new because their renovation status was constantly going up and up.

You see, in this wonderful village they had a little problem that would never be able to go away. You see there was a certain animal that refused to go away form the island. The continuously came and came to the lush land of Berk and they continuously left and thieved from the citizens of the wonderful island. But, the residents of said island were one of the few to fight back against the terrible creatures.

What could these horrid creatures possibly be? Most places had mosquito's or mice. Some places even had rabid wolves or roaring lions. But, no the island of Berk, they had a problem a little bigger than a measly little mouse. On the island of Berk, their problem was about the same as those people near the most volcanic islands in the world. Except the fire could go to any place the pests want.

A little sheep was grazing on a cliff next to it's other sheep friends. But sadly, the happiness for one of the sheep didn't continue. A pair of blue claws came and snatched one of the many grazing sheep. Another sheep stared up as the other one was taken into the sky by the ferocious beast swooped it's mate up. The sheep gave no care at all, and in fact it had started to go and eat the more fresh grass that was left around from the now dead sheep.

Dragons. Yes, that was the entire problem in the island. There were dragons all over the place at night and in the morning the island was owned by the vikings. But now, the reptilian and mammalian species were in a complete and utter horrid battle. Blood was being slain all over the islands village. Except in the Great Hall. A stone mass that was at the head of the village. None of the dragons would go near the Great Hall. There was not a single way for the reptilian animals to enter the hall of refuge for the children, the injured, the healers and the elders.

A young kid about the age of fifteen-years-old was continuously looking at the door. He had most of his family on the other side of the door. This young boy was freckled and auburn haired. His name was Hiccup. He already had a plan on sneaking out of the Great Hall to get to his job at the forge so that he could help repair that weapons. The Vikings of Berk didn't reall acknowledge what he did. Most of those in the Great hall usually were asleep.

You see, Hiccup came from a really big family, but sadly after the birth of Hiccup's youngest sibling their mother was taken away by a dragon. Hiccup has eight siblings and he was the middle child of the family. Hiccup looked over to his younger siblings.

There was the youngest two at age nine. Identical twins, Leif and Lazarus. They both had the same hair style were they both managed it and made sure it stayed up and obvious, and the color of dark brown. They both had a love for dirt, mud, bugs and anything you can collect in the earth. The only difference between them was their eye color. Lazarus had brown eyes and Leif had green eyes.

Next in line at age eleven was Ano. He was the child in the family that didn't like anything. It was as though he hated everything and everyone that had ever existed. He was he black sheep of the family because of his black hair. He had green eyes and a monotone voice. His black hair was in a mop that covered his face. He was like an emo child.

Then there was the sibling that was closest to him in age of all of his younger siblings. Jade. She was one of the most insufferable human beings that he ever had the displeasure of meeting. She had brown hair, with a red tinge, jade green eyes, and sometimes the thirteen-year-old had a taste for blood. Not human blood, but the blood of a pig. Ironic she loved meat more than anything because of the fact that she was so skinny and she could run with the best of them.

Luckily all of his sibling were asleep. All were in the corner of the Great Hall dozing the attacks away. That made his escape route way easier than he had expected it to be. All of the old people in the Great Hall were too focused on their task. Hiccup looked at the possible escape routes for himself. Number one was window and the only one was the window. The Viking casually walked towards the window and hoisted himself up. Then he jumped out.

Back inside the Great Hall not a single head was turned.

Hiccup rushed to the nearest bush after he dropped from the jump. He was what one would call a master of disguise. He didn't expect to get this far in the first place. Hiccup looked out of his bush and he decided that he need to make a full frontal attack. And by attack he means running like a cheetah to the forge.

No dragons seemed to be blocking the way. They seemed to be on the other side of the island. And he was on the backside of the forge. At the edge of a cliff. He looked around at his surroundings. The dragons were still circling around the village. Hiccup took his chance and ran to the forge at full speed. His legs went right in front of one another. Left, right, left, right and then he finally passed through the doors of the house of his godfather.

"Aren't you supposed to be inside with the others?" Hiccup looked up at one of the mountain of men on the island. The town blacksmith and his godfather, Gobber the Belch. The blonde bearded Viking turned to the fifteen-year-old and quirked an eyebrow.

"I thought, since, you know, you can't do all of this yourself that you would need my help. Because they're gonna eventually need you out there." Hiccup went and got his apron. He threw his vest off of his body and wrapped the apron over his slim frame.

"Good save."

You see, Hiccup had been Gobber's apprentice ever since he was little. All of the others had already taken all of the other jobs. But, he liked being the apprentice. He got to work late hours when there were no attacks while his younger siblings had to return home for the night. He got to craft his own weapons and fix those of others. But sadly no one actually wanted his help.

They all thought of him as a joke. No one took him seriously when it came to doing anything. He was often made fun of by those in his age group. He seemed to be everyone's favorite person to pick on. But thankfully he was good at running and hiding. He was one of the most agile people in his age group. Loosing only to Astrid. The rest of the fifteen-year-old's on the island were on the fire brigade. Well everyone except him.