Welcome to the Isle of Berk! This story is set with the backdrop of the movie, but may include a few details from the book.
Disclaimer: I do not own How to Train Your Dragon in any way, but all of the main characters you've never heard of are likely mine.
You will find author's notes in the form of intros and outros repeatedly throughout this story. I recommend you read them, for they may give hints to when the next update will be. I will update as often as I can, but cut me some slack—I have a life of my own(I know; shocker).
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Kazi Draken, a barely seventeen Viking of the wonderful Isle of Berk, awoke to the sound of her father creaking open her bedroom door. She pretended to still be asleep, as she did every morning, until he came over and gently shook her shoulder until Kazi opened her eyes. He was still good looking for his age; dark and short hair, perfectly cropped beard and a strong frame complete with emerald green eyes. Kazi smiled, yawning and stretched herself awake as her father left.
She proceeded to the closet, where she pulled on a dark green strapless over her underclothes, and a v-neck leather cover on top of that. Grey leggings and two low braids completed her morning look, and she went downstairs, grabbed a wire basket, slipped on her mudboots and went outside in the thin fog to do chores.
Feed and release the chickens, collect and wash eggs. She had to go into the barn, and grab the feed bag. Kazi went through the gate, dumped the feed on the ground, and proceeded to the coop, opening the door to let the waking animals out, and reached in to collect eggs.
Big and brown, mostly clean, and a lot of them. For twelve chickens, about six eggs every morning was pretty good. There were six today, and she gently placed them in the cloth feedbag-lined basket. She then went out of the coop, and back inside the house.
By then her mother had prepared breakfast. A few of yesterday's eggs and some ham had been scrambled over the fireworm blaze. Kazi kicked off her mudboots by the door and dropped two eggs in their pit, which cracked, and the tiny dragons swarmed over each other to get sloppy bites. She then went to the wash basin and cleaned the other four, then set them in the basket again on the counter.
"Good morning, Kazandra," her mother said, a woman of perfect grace and fine beauty, as she and her husband sat at the table.
"Morning, Mom." She went over and hugged her, then hugged her father. "Morning, Dad."
"Goog mornin, Kazi gear," he replied, mouth full with eggs.
"Sonus, don't talk with your mouth full." Kazi's mother, Redia, scolded.
Kazi smiled as she sat down to eat.
As soon as he had swallowed, her father continued. "You know you turned seventeen last week, and Dragon Training camp starts in three days."
"Yes, did you finish the paperwork? And send it in?" Kazi said after her first mouthful of eggs and ham.
"That's the thing: I have decided to force you to stay home for another year with no contact with dragons other than the fireworms," he said with his signature laugh-and-wink.
"Daaad!" She knew he was joking, but played around with an overdramatic, exasperated sigh. "I've been a good girl for the past seventeen years!"
"You know he loves you too much to do that, darling," her mother came in. "He had the papers sent in yesterday. That boy that you always talk about—Thade Ardoring, is it?—was the messenger for the day."
Thade was the absolute hottest boy on Berk, but he acted like he didn't know it. He was kind of shy around girls, actually; even though he was just a few weeks older than Kazi, had fair muscles, and freakish good blond hair that fell in wisps over his forehead.
All of the other girls liked Preston: an even stronger boy, with no shyness, dignity, or respect for others. Sure, he had good hair, but he was a total jerk. Kazi was convinced she was in love with Thade.
"Mom, I do not always talk about him!"
"Suit yourself, child. Either way, the papers got to the Great Hall, and are being sorted as we speak." Sorting was when papers represented the child behind them, and were put into age and class categories. You do not choose a dragon, but are assigned an egg, which you must raise into adulthood to be your faithful companion. Kazi's parents never went to Dragon Training, even though it's been years since Hiccup and Toothless defeated the Red Death.
Toothless was so cool, being the only known Night Fury. Fastest of all dragons, Strike Class. Sure, Monstrous Nightmares were pretty cool, too, and Deadly Naddars. Grapple Grounders have a certain awesomeness, Changewings as well.
Kazi really had no idea what kind of dragon she'd be assigned to.