Author's note:

Hey everyone! I'm back with a new one-shot series! These one-shots take place after the events of my first story DP/Httyd au-The Accident. So for those of you who haven't read that go read it! Otherwise this probably won't make much sense.

Also thank you for all of the wonderful reviews, favorites, and follows. I really brings a smile to my face knowing that someone out there actually enjoys reading my stories.

Also I noticed in the reviews of The Accident a few of you had some questions regarding my plans for this au, which I would be more than happy to answer! For those of you who were wondering I do plan on continuing this au, I am doing this one-shot series and I even have a few ideas for some full length stories, but right now I'll be focusing on the one-shots before I delve into anything like that. But rest assured I do have lots of ideas for this little concept I've cooked up!

As for answering some of your review questions:

Zela Night: I'm so glad you liked the first story! You wanted more and, well, here it is! To answer a few of your questions yes, Sam and Tucker will ride Danny...eventually, once he gets the whole flying thing figured out, which is what he'll be attempting to do today.

As for what they'll be wearing while riding their best friend? I'm thinking I'm gonna have them wear personalized jumpsuits and masks, sort of like the red huntress, for the sake of concealing their identities while helping their friend protect the town from dragon attacks, and also for protection, being as the jumpsuits are fire proof. I've actually designed their suits and will probably post them on my deviantart, which you can find my username for that in my profile.

As for the whole issue of communication between humans and dragons, Sam and Tucker will get translators, which will allow them to understand what the dragons are saying as if it were plain English, but it will still be a little while before that happens, so for now they just go by facial expressions, gestures, and their knowledge of their best friend to figure out what he's trying to say.

Chaotic minds: I'm really glad you enjoyed it! Yeah, that was one of my favorite parts too! I had a lot of fun writing it!

About having the vikings/main characters of Httyd in the au, I'm sorry to say no. It's not that I don't want to include them, I just don't see any good way of fitting them into this story, for several reasons. However it is possible that I might include some of the villains from the franchise, I just might modify them a bit to better fit into the au and the storyline.

Haha, sorry for the long-winded introduction. '^^ Without further ado~enjoy!


The sun shined brightly down on the green hillsides just on the outskirts of Amity Park. The sky was clear. The birds were singing delightful little tunes. The grass waved gently as a slight breeze blew through.

All was calm.

All was peaceful.

Until a loud, roaring scream ripped through the air, disturbing any sense of peace and calm within earshot.

In case you're wondering, that unearthly sound came from me, Danny Fenton, also known as the large black scaly thing currently plummeting to its doom.

You may be wondering why exactly I'm falling out of the sky at rapid succession while flailing a pair of pretty much useless wings in a vain, but most likely failed attempt to not crash into the ground below. Well, I might as well explain before I become a big black splat on the ground.

It's been two weeks since the portal accident. Two weeks since my life changed forever. So, as it turns out, that whole "turning into a monster" thing, wasn't just a one time thing. I learned that the hard way when I woke up the next morning and nearly tripped over my own tail getting out of bed. Needless to say, it was at that point I realized my life would never be same again.

After that I would find myself sprouting wings and a tail at very inopertune times and would have to try to hide them or figure out how to get rid if it before anyone saw. By some miracle so far I haven't got caught.

Oh, and let's not forget the times when I've touched something and it's burst into flames. If I'm being honest I'm not even sure how that works. The first time it happened was about a week ago when I was doing my homework. I wasn't exactly sure how to explain to Mr. Lancer the next day how I had burnt my homework, which, by the way, got me my first failing grade of the year and not exactly on my English teacher's good side.

Not only that but sometimes when I sneeze or burp a purple flames or a blast will shoot out of my mouth, and then proceed to destroy or set a blaze whatever it hits. I have yet to explain to my parents why my laptop looks like it had been incinerated.

It was at that point though that my friends and I decided to do some research. We had already figured out that I was half dragon, due to the fact that when Tucker had run a DNA test on me it came out as 50% human, 50% unknown. That and the fact that in my "dragon form" as we've come to refer to it as, I have wings, a tail, I'm covered in scales, and apparently I breathe fire. Not to mention this happened to me because I went into a portal to the dragon world.

But anyway, so I went down to the lab and after sifting through some of the junk I found it, the book of dragons.

According to my parents this book has been passed down, dragon hunter to dragon hunter, and contains everything that dragon hunters know about dragons.

I flipped through the pages, amazed at just how many types of dragons there were. The book even gave them stats such as their class, fire type, strength, speed, attack, and power level.

In the descriptions it would describe these things in further detail. One thing I noticed was although it seemed each dragon was so different it's appearance and attack method, each description almost always ended with one single phrase, "kill on sight."

Although there was a large variety of dragons in this book so far I couldn't find any that really seemed to match my dragon form. Until I came upon one page towards the end of the strike class chapter, the Night Fury.

I remembered hearing about this dragon before from my parents. Something about it being one of the rarest and deadliest of all the dragons. Surely not me, right?

I was surprised to see that most of the page was completely blank. There were no pictures, unlike the other pages which sported numerous sketches and drawings of the type of dragon it was describing.

Also all of the stats on this dragon were marked with question marks, except for its fire type in which it said "exploding blasts of purple fire?" The only other information it gave was in its description.

It said nothing on its appearance other than "assumed to be black as night". Other than that no more information was given except for one small note under its other wise blank description. "The unholy offspring of lightning and death itself. Never engage this dragon, your only chance, hide and pray it doesn't find you."

Those very words sent chills down my spine. This couldn't possibly be what I am. But the more I thought about it the more it made sense. Whenever I shot fire it was, in fact, an exploding blast of purple fire. And in my dragon form I was completely black from head to tail. And since I couldn't find any other dragons in the book that matched my dragon form...

The next morning I asked my parents what they knew about night furies, which, in turn caused my dad to become over joyed and then proceed to blather on about them.

Apparently these dragons were legendary. They were well known throughout the dragon hunting community as the most mysterious and dangerous dragon of all kind. There were many legends and old dragon hunters' tales about this dragon, yet no one had ever seen one. In fact, many believed it to be a myth. Then my dad went on about how he wanted to be the first to catch one and prove to everyone it was real. It was at that point I had lost my appetite and decided to leave.

Which brings us back to why I'm currently falling out of the sky in my dragon form. Well...

Flashback

~~1 hour ago~~

"Guys, are you sure about this?" I asked my two best friends as we reached the top of a really big hill.

"Relax Danny, besides, if you're gonna be stuck with these powers you should at least learn how to use them." Sam replied.

"And just think of how awesome it would be if you could actually fly, you would never have to take the bus to school again!" Tucker exclaimed, enthusiastically.

Even though I was nervous about attempting to learn how to fly I had to admit, it would be awesome, and the whole "never having to ride the bus" thing was certainly an added bonus.

"Alright, your right, I can do this!" I said with a rare sudden batch of confidence.

Then, after double checking to make sure we were the only ones out here, I transformed, which so far was the only power I had managed to get some control over.

I closed my eyes as the purple flames spread over my body, transforming me into a somewhat large, pitch black dragon. When I opened them I looked to my friends, subconsciously noting that I was now at least a foot taller than them.

Sam had suggested that I try a flying technique similar to that of a bird's. I still wasn't entirely sure about it but at least her idea made sense.

"Alright, lets start by spreading out your wings." Sam said.

I complied and slowly spread my large black wings, Sam and Tuck moving over a little so as not to be knocked over.

I'm still not used to having wings, and attempting to move or use them was still very awkward for me. But at least I had succeeded in opening them without knocking anything over or accidentally wrapping myself up in them like a scaly burrito.

I had spread them out, though they still hung at slightly odd angles. "Hmm...why don't you try flapping them a little bit." Tucker suggested.

Okay, this can't be to hard, right? I thought to myself.

I attempted to flap my wings and sort of succeeded in doing this. After a while I had gotten the hang of it.

"Okay, now try lifting off the ground." Sam said.

I looked at her, then up at the sky. I swallowed a lump in my throat.

Alright, here goes everything.

And with that I leapt up into the air, flapping my wings as hard as I could. I couldn't believe it, I was actually going to fly! I was-thud!

That was the sound of me hitting the ground after having hovered a few feet in the air for about 3-seconds.

My friends ran up to me as I tried to get back on my feet. "You okay dude?" Tucker asked.

I was about reply with a sarcastic remark, but then remembered that while in my dragon form apparently no one can understand me when I speak, which, I'll admit is pretty annoying. What sounds like plain english to me sounds more like a series of growls and roars and various other noises to anyone else. Very strange, but then again, so is gaining the ability to transform into a dragon at will.

"Well, that didn't work." Sam stated bluntly.

"Man, I seriously thought that would work! I wonder what we were missing?" Said Tucker.

We all stood there for a moment thinking while making simultaneous 'thinking faces'.

Then Sam had an idea. "I know! Sometimes larger birds have to run in order to generate sufficient air flow to take flight."

Huh, really? Who knew?

"That, or they just jump off a tall tree or cliff."

I looked over to the edge of the cliff we were currently on. I then looked back at Sam with an expression that could only say "Are you telling me to jump off a cliff?!"

"Well, do you have a better idea?" Sam replied, as if she knew exactly what I was thinking ( which she probably did ).

I looked back over the edge of the cliff, swallowing another lump in my thoat.

Then I got into position. I glanced at my friends as I got ready to literally run off a cliff and hope that somehow I would not crash head first into the ground.

Yeah, I didn't think this would end well either. But you know what they say, if your friend tells you to jump off a cliff, you should. Or, was that not how that saying went? Well, whatever.

Sam smiled at me and Tucker gave the thumbs up.

Apparently my friends had more confidence in my abilities than I did.

I turned my eyes back to the long stretch of grass in front of me, and, with every ounce of what little courage I had, started running.

Halfway through my run I spread out my wings, preparing to fly. Alright Fenton, you can do this, just flap your wings, and don't look down. You can do this, you can do this...

I can't do this!

My feet suddenly slammed on the ground as I tried skidding to a stop.

Only I was moving too fast, and I was too close to the edge, so I slid right off the cliff and into a free fall.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh"-thud!

I groaned, and slowly opened my eyes. I think I might have blacked out for a few seconds. I looked around to see that apparently I had fallen off the cliff and was now currently laying at the bottom of it.

I looked up to see Sam and Tucker looking down at me from the cliff's edge.

"Danny! Are you okay!" Sam called down to me.

I moaned as I struggled to get up. Despite falling a considerable distance and plummeting into the ground I don't think I broke anything, just a little sore. So after giving my friends a quick thumbs up ( or would it be claws up? ) I trudged back up the cliffside hill.

After that I decided to give it another shot, though this time hopefully without panicking at the last second.

So I once again ran down the strip of grass. I opened my wings and started flapping them mid-run, a determined look on my face. Alright Fenton, you can dothis! No backing down! You can do this!

When I reached the edge I leapt into the sky, my wings beating against the wind and my head held high. I can't believe it! I'm doing it! I'm flying! I'm actually flying!

Is what I thought right before I found myself falling uncontrollably out of the sky and back to the ground below.

Once again-thud!

After that my friends and I tried various different ways of getting me to fly, some practical, some downright ridiculous, all ending the same way, me with a mouthful of dirt.

My friends watched as I climbed back up the hill for about the hundredth time.

"I don't get it, nothing we've tried works!" Exclaimed Sam.

I transformed back, still dripping with mud in various places. "I don't know guys, maybe we're just wasting our time, maybe I'm just not meant to fly." I said, discouraged after having tasted mud for about the hundredth time that day.

"Don't give up man, there's gotta be something we haven't tried yet." Tucker said.

"Like what?" I asked, tired and a bit skeptical yet curious to hear if there were any more suggestions.

Just then I looked up and noticed a plane flying overhead.

"That's it!"

I couldn't believe I had never thought of it before.

Without saying another word I transformed back into my dragon form. I got to thinking, when an aircraft flies it uses the flight control surfaces on the wings and tail to increase and decrease drag and maintain stability during flight.

A plane cannot fly without a tail, or it would quickly lose altitude and stability and would start careening uncontrollably to the ground, much like how I had every time I attempted flying.

I looked over at my tail, noticing how the two large fins at the end of the tail bared a slight resemblance to that of some aircrafts.

What if...

Out of curiosity I attempted to move one of the fins, spreading it out and moving it in an up and down motion.

Then I did the same with the other fin. My friends had been standing there watching and from the looks on their faces I could tell they didn't quite get where I was going with this.

I turned my eyes to the edge of the cliff. Let's try this one more time.

Suddenly I took off running once again. I'd say Tucker and Sam were beyond confused at this point but it didn't matter right then. Once I had reached the edge I leapt into the sky.

Only this time I did one thing different. I spread both my wings and tail fins (as well those other secondary fins on the upper part of my tail) wide, and immediately started flapping my wings.

To be honest, part of me had expected to start falling again, so I was surprised to see that this time I was actually staying up in the air.

I was doing it! I was actually flying, and for real this time!

"Woohoo!"

Of course, I wasn't the most graceful flyer, kind of the exact opposite really, but hey, at least I had managed to keep myself in the air.

It was a rush, the wind brushing up against my face and through my wings, the sound of my friends cheering for me from below, that feeling of excitement and triumph as I climbed higher and higher into the sky.

I had always dreamed of flying, of touching the sky, and now I was actually doing it! And it was amazing!

That is until I had suddenly slowed to a stop mid-air, and it was then that I realized just how high I had actually gone. I felt a huge lump in the pit of my stomach as the realization donned on me that I had stalled. And even more so when gravity remembered of my existence and decided to pull me back down to earth.

Which brings us back to my current situation, falling a hundred feet out of the sky to my doom.

You know, in retrospect, maybe this wasn't the best way to spend my Saturday.

"Aaaaaahhhhhhhhhh!"

I watch in horror as the ground seems to be getting closer and closer, all while flailing my wings in a desperate attempt to save myself from a muddy dirt grave.

Deciding halfway through my fall that panicking isn't going to get me anywhere, I decide to try to calm down enough to figure a way out of this.

Think Fenton think, how do I stop myself from falling?!

No sooner does the thought come to my mind do I flip myself into a vertical nose dive and then carefully open my wings and tail fins.

My wings catch the wind like a parachute, and my decent slows a little, but the ground is still coming at me fast.

The air pushes against my body at full force. I grit my teeth as my face feels like it's about to be ripped off by the sheer force of the rushing air. I try to flap my wings but the friction is too strong, rendering them unmovable against it.

The ground is getting terrifyingly close. In a last ditch effort to save myself I immediately thrust myself forward, fighting the air current and flapping my wings as hard as I can. I put all my effort into pulling up. I succeed, and just a mere few feet before touching the ground. I shoot up several feet in the air before my momentum slows down and I crash land into the grass covered terrain.

For a few minutes I lay there, trying to take deep breaths. My heart is racing. It all happened so fast. I don't know what's more insane, the fact that I nearly plummeted to my death or the fact that I was able to pull out of it at the last minute.

It's not long before I hear Sam and Tucker calling out my name in the distance. I look over in the direction of their voices to see them running towards me.

"Danny!" They both exclaim as they approach me.

"Dude are you ok?!"

"H-how did you do that?!"

I have to admit it's nice to know your friends care about you, especially after a near death experience.

Using the last of my energy I transform back, my only response being, "I'm fine, but I think I've had enough flying for one day." before passing out.


So I gotta be honest, this was not my best work. When I started off with it I thought it would be a really fun idea, but then the further I got into it I started to hit some writer's block and, then...I don't know I just think it could've been better. I feel like it's kind of repetitive and lacking in some areas...idk, I'm also not used to writing in first person so...

Anyway, sorry this took so long to get out. There's several reasons why, but the main reason would have to be school. :/ But hopefully the next one will be done sooner. I'm thinking next we're going to have Danny's first encounter with a dragon, and it won't be a friendly one either...

Well, what did you guys think? Was it terrible? Was it just kind of "eh"? Am I being too hard on myself? Let me know in the reviews!

~Dorkydaydreamer