Hello everyone! This is a fanfiction with HTTYD (How To Train Your Dragon) and Divergent. It's the Abnegation part in it with like Tris but It's actually the Tobias/Four point of view but It's Hiccup.

This is 3 Days before the choosing ceremony.

Sorry about spelling mistakes, Capitals and Punctuation and like no detail! (I'm a bad writer)

Idea's and characters go Veronica Roth (Idea) and DreamWorks Animation (Characters)

There is the word "Hell" in this fanfic. Just warning you.

Hiccup was getting ready for the ceremony. He was laying in his bed right now, restless because of his choices. He could choose Erudite, The smart and nerdy ones. He was very intelligent but he didn't know if that was his place. He could choose Candor, but would immediately fail the tests they gave him for he was not honest at all. He could choose Amity, the nice, peaceful forgiving farmers. They harvested crops outside the gate but do not go any further. He was not peaceful. If anyone had hit him, or talked bad about him he would go to them and probably punch him or her in the face and break their nose.

He could also choose Dauntless. The Dauntless were the protectors of the city, but crazy, brave, wild and fearless. He was thinking about it. In Dauntless you could do anything you want. Hell you could even bungee jump off the building if you wanted. And then there is Abnegation. The faction his is in right now and always was. Abnegation are the selfless. They had plain soup stale bread for supper and helped the factionless. The factionless are the people who got exiled from their faction or failed the tests given to them so badly they kicked them out.

His father is the leader of Abnegation. His father's name is Stoick Haddock. His father, almost every other day, when he came home from school would beat him and whip him and make him cry, with his belt. He had an endless amount of scars on his back. Before he got beat, his father would beat his mother. He would hide in a closet, and cried for his mother's sake. Finally one day I found my father sitting on the bed in tears. He had said to me, the exact words "Your mother is dead". I never forgot that day. The day after he started to take his anger out on me. He has done this for 3 whole years, and in 3 days, I'll be gone.

-TIME SKIPPERINO- It is the day before the ceremony and everyone is chewing their nails till they have nothing to chew on. The teacher had said some stuff about aptitude test but he didn't pay attention. He was to busy thinking about his choices. The aptitude test is the test that will tell where I will belong, and who I am. When call is dismissed I walk slowly home. As the choosing ceremony gets closer my father, makes the beatings worse. When I get to the front door and unlock it and go in, my father is sitting on the couch, an infuriated look on his face as he holds his belt. I make myself known as I drop my book bag on the floor. He swivels his head to look at me and then gets up. He has a plastic covering in a place on the wall and that's where I am guessing I am being whipped. When my father came closer I realized he had a knife. Fear. Fear filled me.

He lifted the knife ready to strike and I thought This is the end. As he brought the knife down I scrunched up my face then heard a soft long RIIIIIP. When I opened my eyes I realized that my father had cut my shirt open. The sudden jerk on my arm brought me back to reality. My father was dragging me to the plastic covering on the wall. When my father finally got me over he turned me around and put my hands on the wall to hold me up, and ripped the rest on my shirt off. I scrunched my eyes up knowing what was coming. The only thing he felt was pain at that moment and sound of a sharp thwack as his fathers belt hit him.

He was not going to chose Abnegation.