Hello again, guys! Thus is my second fan fiction, my first being Albus Potter and the NewSorcerer. Please review, read and enjoy! And plus, imaginationflies inspired me for this one! So I direct my thanks to her.
HOPE YOU LIKE IT!
PLUS SPOILER ALERT FOR HTTYD 2!
This is Berk. Life here is amazing. Yes, there's some ice and a few squashed buildings but Berk couldn't get any better. Dragons used to be a bit of a problem, but now they've all moved in.
I'm Hiccup, Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III, Chief of Berk. I used to get scared of the thought of becoming a great leader like my father, Stoick the Vast. He passed away after a plasma blast from my dragon, Toothless, during the Great Dragon War against a villain called Drago Bludvist. It wasn't Toothless' fault though, he was controlled by a nefarious Bewilderbeast, a humongous dragon of the Alpha species.
I suppose that there were some benefits too. I found my long lost mother, Valka, in a dragon sanctuary. She was saving dragons. Hey, it's not every day that you find that your mom is a crazy vigilante feral dragon lady. But, we have the same feelings and thoughts about the rights of dragons. We've both tried convincing my father that dragons were not dangerous but in the end, it was Toothless who did it. It's sounds crazy that a dragon convinced my adamant father, but it's really true.
"Hiccup!" Valka called, as she caressed her Stormcutter, Cloudjumper.
"Yeah, Mom?" Hiccup replied, halfway between figuring out his battle plans.
"Oh sorry Chief for this inconvenience but you have a few villagers waiting for you," grinning at Hiccup's exasperated face.
"Mom! I hate being called Chief by you. Can't you just call me Hiccup?" He sighed, then lumbered off to his wooden counter.
Valka chuckled heartily and responded cheekily, " Yes, Chief Hiccup!"
"Mom!"
"Morning, Chief, I would like one o' those strong steel swords for me, me old one broke."
"Yes, Beefy! One fine sword coming right up!" Hiccup responded with spurious enthusiasm, like his father would have expected him to.
"Hiccup, Cloudjumper and I should be getting back to the sanctuary for the funeral of the great Alpha, our one," Valka told her son as she mounted her dragon and launched her beast into the air.
"Mom! How about helping me?" Hiccup yelled over the bustle of the Vikings.
"You don't need any assistance... I don't have time to waste."
"And that hunk of ivory and metal out there. What -"
"It's your job, Hiccup!"
Hiccup slumped in is chair in defeat and heaved in frustration. Valka decided to soothe her son.
"You know, I understand how difficult it is for you to forget your father, Hiccup."
"Can you please promise me that you'll be back by tomorrow?"
"Yes, Hiccup! And one more thing, be safe!"
He watched her fly away and discovered a use for the ivory tusk of the bewilderbeast, the diabolical one, and the metal chain on it.
"Snotlout!" Hiccup ordered.
"What is it? I was just telling Ruffnut about -" sighed Snotlout, contemplating about Ruffnut.
Rolling his eyes, Hiccup grabbed his fur vest and hissed, "You are the Haddock family counsellor. Stop thinking about Ruffnut."
Seeing his focus was still shaky, Hiccup gritted his teeth and shot daggers at Snotlout. Suddenly, when he noticed that his attitude was quite temperamental, Hiccup regained his confident and calm manner.
"Toothless!" Hiccup beckoned to the half awake dragon, "Want to go out again?"
At this comment, the little dragon's bleary eyes snapped back to attention and he sat there, lolling his tongue out.
"First, give Snotlout a plasma blast to warn him that I am not the timid wreck I used to be."
The Night Fury nodded and growled tensely at Snotlout, who appeared to have recovered his concentration.
"Ahh!" Snotlout shrieked at Hiccup, "Your stupid dragon's gonna kill me!"
The young chief just stood there, grinning at the unfortunate adviser.
Valka soared above the clouds on her loyal steed, Cloudjumper. She inhaled the fresh morning air deeply and recalled the moment when she and Hiccup were there together on Toothless and Cloudjumper.
"I don't even fell the cold! I feel… free! This is what it feels to be a dragon, Hiccup!"she repeated the words she told Hiccup. The owl - like dragon, Cloudjumper, roared in agreement and quickened its pace.
Once she reached her destination, her heart fell at the sight of a bloodthirsty battle. There, on the white bloodstained blanket, was the great Alpha king, who had fought boldly and died an honourable death. This was the closest comparison of her husband, who had gave his life to Valhalla to protect her and Hiccup. Those high opinions diverted her thoughts to memory of an event twenty years ago.
"No, don't! You're only making it worse!" Valka screamed, holding the infuriated Viking's hand back from striking the poor dragon. He shot spears at her with his eyes and marched off in utter disgust.
When she turned around, a dragon had entered her home, with her baby inside! Valka raced frantically and grabbed a sword, preparing to strike. However, she lowered it at the sight of a dragon nurturing Hiccup. It proved what she believed. The dragon wasn't a vicious beast, but an intelligent, gentle creature!
The beast faced her and cautiously approached her. They eyed each other for five minutes, examining each other. This was until Stoick burst in, screaming, "HICCUP!"
Alarmed, Valka's soul dragon blasted the entire house with flames and took off into the night air, with her. Valka was frightened and almost had a heart attack in the creature's grasp.
"STOICK!" she shouted vociferously, flailing in the evening sky.
Stoick could only gaze at his beloved wife, shedding tears that ran down, dripping onto his bawling son, Hiccup. She repeated her desperate scream, as helpless as a fish out of water.
Stoick… If only you didn't come, you would still be alive, embracing Hiccup, thought Valka as she fought a battle against her tears.
Cloudjumper, as if comprehending her emotions, nudged her gently with his head.
"Oh, Cloudjumper, it isn't your fault!" chortled Valka, fondling his head erotically.
"Rarrararrrr!" Cloudjumper landed beside the fallen dragon warrior. Stoick's face came back to her and she imagined him, as the Alpha and Chief. Just like he was, setting his tribe before himself.
"Okay… Oh great Alpha Chief of all Dragons. Oh great Protector, mighty and strong, we honour you…" Valka started, clutching her hands to ease the misery. She then realised that Hiccup would need to consent for the procession of the ceremony and Toothless, the new Alpha, would have to summon all the dragons.
"Cloudjumper! Quick, to Berk!" commanded Valka sternly, mounting him.
The enormous creature beat its monstrous wings and rocketed into the overcast atmosphere. Berk seemed a really long way but with Cloudjumper's blinding speed, both rider and trainer arrived in time to gape at the counsellor.
Snotlout was just there, chatting casually to Hiccup who appeared to be enjoying these moments.
"G' morning, Mrs Haddock, milady, what's your difficulty?" Snotlout asked courteously.
Valka was frozen, gaping in awe at his changed etiquette. This coarse bully had miraculously transformed into a chivalrous gentleman.
"Snotlout? Is that really you or have you had a mental breakdown?" Valka raised one eyebrow as if to say, 'What on the earth has happened to you?'
"Gobber just passed and saw our argument. He taught Snotlout how to be a proper counsellor, but I think he overdid it!" Hiccup chuckled," Well, now Snotlout is having a total malfunction in his bullying system."
"I see… But I have a problem, and I need all the dragons. So, Toothless needs to summon them all," Valka said, anxious.
Hiccup nodded his high esteemed nod, like a proper Chief.
"One thing first…"