I don't like to have more than one story going at once, because then I'm afraid I can't dedicate enough time to them, however, this is a story I wrote in my notebooks two years ago after Brave first came out. I thought it was cool, and I adored How to Train Your Dragon, and I had gotten two story idea's from it. This is one. I honesty don't remember the other. I remembered to write that I had two ideas, but I forgot to write down what the idea's were. I wasn't going to put it up, but since my other HTTYD story is doing well, I thought why not. So here we go. Please review and give me your honest opinion. Negative comments are accepted but please, don't just complain about things, rather give me tips to improve them as well! Oh, and for the time frame...let's make it around the Race to the Edge.

Nothing beat an early morning flight. Hiccup and Toothless shot out of the clouds, aiming for the sea below. Toothless did a barrel roll, diving into the water below, and emerging about a hundred feet away. Hiccup shook his head, and effort to get rid of the excess water. The two glided on the air, the wind drying out Hiccup's clothes and hair. They soared just below the clouds, heading back towards Berk. Hiccup grinned at Toothless, who gave him a gummy smile back. As they approached Berk, Hiccup suddenly pulled Toothless up a bit so that Toothless would know to stop flying and hover. Hiccup couldn't believe what he saw. In the harbor where two vast fleets, both having different insignia's. He recognized the Berserkers with no difficulty, but the other icon took him a few seconds longer to recognize. He hadn't seen it since he was a little kid, but it belonged to the Meathead tribe. The last time they had come to Berk was to renew their peace treaty with Berk. He tried to make sense of them both being there, Dagur was their enemy after all. Fearing the worst, Hiccup and Toothless went for the Great Hall. They had to find his father immediately. Hiccup jumped off of Toothless' back as they approached the Hall, and ran up the hill, signaling to Toothless to hide. After all, the Meathead's were not aware of their dragons. He pulled open the doors and paused. Stoick sat around the table at the head of the hall, Gobber was directly behind him. Other prominent members of the village like Spitelout Jorgenson were gathered behind them. On the left, across the table, was Mogadon the Meathead, Chief of the Meathead tribe. He had a few important people with him, including his son Thuggory. Then on the right was Dagur, Savage, and a few other Berserkers that Hiccup had the unfortunate luck to meet.

"Hiccup, brother! I was wondering where you were." Dagur said, turning to face the younger male. Hiccup looked around at everyone.

"Uh...what's going on..." he asked, really worried. Gobber and Thuggory both looked away from him, and neither his father or Spitelout would look at him. Hiccup felt a huge unease at this.

"Well, you see Hiccup, uhm...we managed to make peace with the Berserker Tribe." Gobber said a little nervously. Hiccup looked at his father, worried about what the terms of this 'peace' was.

"Just go home Hiccup and we'll talk about this later." Stoick ordered his son.

"Why wait to tell him! He's hear! Might as well tell him now since he's a big part of it!" Dagur said, smiling.

"Wha...what is he talking about dad?" Hiccup asked, not liking this the longer it went on.

"I told you Dagur, Hiccup is not going to be involved." Stoick said forcefully.

"And why not?! Thuggory will be participating as well! It's only right!" Mogadon roared.

"I didn't tell you to involve your son, and I will not be involving mine. Hiccup and the other teenagers will be staying here to guard Berk and that is my final word on the matter." Stoick said.

"Your not really in a position to be making demands Stoick." hissed Dagur.

"Last time I checked, it was you who was requesting my help, not the other way around Dagur." Stoick hissed.

"Would someone mind please explaining this to me!" Hiccup called. No he was annoyed again. Dagur turned back to him.

"Well brother..." he started.

"I'm not your brother." Hiccup said, but was ignored as Dagur didn't even pause.

"We're going to be launching an invasion." he said. Hiccup gave his father a 'you're kidding me, right?' look. "We're creating an alliance between our three tribes to defeat DunBroch in battle." he said. Hiccup was completely confused now.

"In two days, we will launch our armada's east to DunBroch, where we will obliterate the kingdom and claim it as our own. In return, our three tribes will be allies. There will be three phases of this plan, the first is a surprise attack from the sky on the dragons led by yourself..." Mogadon said, but Hiccup was too stunned to hear anymore.

"WHAT?! We are not using our dragons to attack people!" Hiccup yelled.

"I told you, I will lead the attack." Stoick cut over. Hiccup looked at his father, shock and disbelief written over his face, then he turned and ran. "Hiccup!" Stoick tried to call him, but he slammed the door to the Great hall behind him.

"TOOTHLESS!" he yelled, and the name had barley gotten out of his mouth before the black dragon was in front of the distressed teen. Hiccup didn't speak, he just climbed on the dragons back and they flew into the sky.