Hi my fellow fanfic lovers. This will be my first try on a HTTYD themed fanfiction. I'll focus on the events of the original 2nd movie of How To Train Your Dragon, BUT this time round, Astrid's the star.

That's right folks, this fanfic will tell the story of HTTYD 2 from Astrid's point of view.

Alright, without further ado, let's get this Introduction on the way :)

Disclaimer: I do NOT own anything of the HTTYD franchise. This fanfiction is a tribute to the damn fine work the whole team did on both movies.

"This... is Berk. The best kept secret this side of, well, anywhere. Granted, it may not look like much, but this wet heap of rock packs more than a few surprises. Life here is amazing. Just not for the faint of see, where most folks enjoy hobbies like whittling or needlepoint, we Berkians prefer... a little something we like to call-"

"DRAGON RACING!"

My blue eyes followed Fishlegs and his Gronckle Meatlug, who just scooped up another Sheep, or, like I call it nowadays, another point. We were in the middle of another fiercely fought Dragon race and I was lacking behind the twins by six points. How could this happen you ask? How is it possible that I, the great Astrid Hofferson, lack behind the dorkly duo of Ruffnut and Tuffnut? My gaze wandered and became deeply annoyed.

Snotlout, riding his Monstrous Nightmare Hookfang, had just side-checked Fishleg to steal the ball-, sheep, whatever. He turned around with that smug grin of this and cried "HO-HO! I'm sorry, Fishlegs! Did you want that?"

I urged Stormfly forward because I knew full well what was going to happen now. Hookfang slowed down by unfolding his wings and flew next to the twins, who rode their Hideous Zippleback, Barf and Belch. Snotlout tossed the sheep towards Ruffnut, who caught it and had Barf spew some of his highly flammable gas. The Zippleback picked up speed and I could hear Tuffnut shout: "Let's blew this place, Belch!"

Upon ignition the gas exploded and threw Snotlout off course. I managed to overtake Snotlout, but unfortunately I couldn't keep Ruffnut from scoring another point.

'Geez that stupid Snotlout!' I thought and gritted my teeth.

The dragons soared through the stadium, ready for the next round, and by Thor, I wouldn't allow the twins to win this race. But first things first, I urged Stormfly to rise above Hookfang. I slipped out of my saddle and held on with one of my arms. My other arm, or rather fist, smacked Snotlout's helmet.

The impact nearly threw him off his saddle. 'Ah, so close...' I thought. "What are you doing, Snotlout?! They're gonna win now!" I shouted at him. He turned his head towards me, another of his excuses on the lips. "She's my princess, whatever she wants, she gets!" I gasped "Ruffnut?! Didn't she try to bury you alive?". "Only for a few hours!" he replied in all seriousness.

"Now, dragons used to be a bit of a problem here, but that was five years ago. Now they've all moved in! And really, why wouldn't they? We have custom stables, all-you-can-eat feeding stations, a full-service dragon wash, even top-of-the-line fire prevention, if I do say so, myself."

Just as I recalled all the new inventions that had Hiccup created over the past five years, I saw a Baby Gronckle "sneeze" a house on fire. I sighed and took the little detour to cut the rope of the fire prevention system, which caused a whole bucket worth of water to extinguish the flames. I re-entered the race just in time to hear the horn sound loudly, the signal for the last lap and-

"The Black Sheep! Come on, Stormfly! We can still win this thing!"

I took the lead and raced forward.

"Whoooo-hoooo"

Behind me I could hear Tuffnut scream "It's cool, it's cool, it's cool" and I couldn't agree more, Dragon racing was beyond cool!

Suddenly the black sheep appeared in front of me and I urged Stormfly upwards to intercept it "Up, up, up, up, up, up!"

Seconds before Stormfly could seize the sheep, Meatlug nabbed it with a speed I didn't think her being capable of.

"NO!" I cried frustrated

"YES! Good job, Meatlug!" Fishlegs was obviously proud to have prevented me from getting the sheep and I admit that I was slightly impressed.

'It's not over yet, buddy' I thought and kept chasing after him.

My tiny bit of admiration towards Fishlegs vanished instantly as I saw him tossing the black sheep towards Ruffnut. "Here ya go, Darling! Mine's worth ten!"

'Aw c'mon, you gotta be shitting me!' Oh, yeah, I present to you the sole reason why I, the great Astrid Hofferson, was lacking behind the twins.

I flew next to Snotlout "You guys are fighting for Ruffnut?" I asked, astonished.

I heard Ruffnut scream "I'm totally winning!". She had Barf ram into Meatlug, which cause Fishlegs to spin uncontrollably. I barely dodged as he slammed into Snotlout, sending them both well off course.

I raced after the twins and saw my chance.

Ruffnut and Tuffnut had just started arguing, pulling the black sheep back and forth without paying attention to the rear.

'All good things come from above' I thought and had Stormfly approach the twins from behind, while I surfed on her back. I jumped upon the Zippleback's back and ran along it's spine towards the twins. I grabbed the sheep, yanked it from their hands and jumped off with a somersault, safely landing on Stormfly. "Gotcha! Ha-ha!" I shouted and raced towards the goals. The vikings cheers were deafening.

Before I could score, however, Meatlug slammed into Stormfly and sent us tumbling sideways. In front of me Snotlout appeared, wielding an iron hammer "A-ha, excuse me!" 'So bothersome...' I thought before shouting "Stormfly!" and urging my dragon into a steep dive. I could hear the hammer hitting Fishlegs in the face. 'Serves your right!'

Stormfly had trouble regaining her balance, but we managed with some spirals and only grazed the water down below. We kept spiralling and with a trained eye I slammed the Sheep into my goal.

I could hear Stoick's voice booming through the arena "That's thirteen! Astrid takes the game!"

I stood up on Stormfly, raising my hands, and cheered "Yeah! Ooh-ooh!" I did it! I actually managed to win the race even though it basically was me vs everyone else.

"Yep. Berk is pretty much perfect. All of Hiccup's hard work has payed off. And it's a good thing, too, because with Vikings on the backs of dragons, the world just got a whole lot bigger."

Speaking of Hiccup, I started to wonder where he flew off to this time, but now was the time to celebrate! I made Stormfly take some victory laps around the stadium as I enjoyed the standing ovations brushing over me.

Little I knew about the terrible things to come...

That's it, folks. I hope you like my short introduction. Now I'd like to ask of you to review and/or mail me your thoughts about it and whether you'd be interested in reading more of it. I appreciate any kind of critique :) Stay tuned!