How To Train Your Dragon, from the beginning to The End

by Transcendence14

We all know that Hiccup is the Third runt to be born in the royal line of Berk. But do we know the stories of the first two? This is their story, and now we shall know how, exactly, it came to be that Hiccup was prophesied about, and how the dragons were once the humans' equals, and who the Red Death really was. (Once again, from the books. Movie version.)

1. Chapter 1

A/N Hi! So, this is like the movie version of the HTTYD books. This starts with Hiccup Horrendous Haddock the First, and ends with the extinction of the dragons, which you can read the full account of in my other fanfic, THE DRAGON JEWEL.

Chapter One

Once, long ago, when Vikings were only beginning to be a prominent people in the history of the world, the Sea-dragon Merciless looked into the future, and saw the extinction of his kind by a human boy named Hiccup. Merciless also saw humans killing dragons to the point where dragons hid from humans, as though the humans were the hunters.

And Merciless was angry. He called up his brother and sister dragons to the Red-Rage, which fogs up a dragon's mind in anger and confusion. All a dragon thinks while under the Red-Rage, is kill.

Merciless and his dragons began attacking the pathetic human villages, and because the humans did not have the war-machines and modern weapons they do now, the humans died in great numbers.

Merciless finally saw where the Hiccup-boy was hiding. On a little, rain-swept island called Berk.

So Merciless sent another Sea-dragon (though nowhere near as large as himself) to go and kill the boy. This dragon, who was named Odinsfang, very gladly went to do the task, for all Sea-dragons can see the future, and he knew that the dragons would end at the hands of a boy named Hiccup.

Odinsfang, however, was still under the Red-Rage, and was not looking where he was going, and ended up tangled in a net that the Hooligans had set for dragons. He thrashed and screeched and wailed, but all his efforts simply tangled him up more. A long sharp stick scratched his chest, leaving a deep wound just above his heart. Finally Odinsfang quieted, waiting for the humans, and death.

But who should find him, but the same human that he had been sent to kill? Hiccup.

Hiccup was young, still a hatchling, from Odinsfang's point of view.

But instead of killing him, the Hiccup-boy cut him free from the net.

Odinsfang was too weak to struggle as the boy took him further into the woods, to a small hollow in the forest floor.

The boy healed him, and stitched up his wound with unsteady child's fingers.

Odinsfang taught the boy dragonese, and the two became great friends.

Odinsfang learned that the boy was what his people called a runt, and was shunned and mistreated and teased and hurt for it. His father had been told to banish him, but he did not, because he wanted a son, and he could do stuff like that because he was the Chief.

But the war was still going on, and Odinsfang soon left to tell Merciless that he wanted no part in the killing of humans. Humans were not all that bad.

Merciless was angry, and banished Odinsfang from his presence.

Odinsfang gladly went back to Berk.

Years passed, and the war grew worse and worse and worse, until it was almost too late for both sides.

Hiccup was still a hatchling, not yet quite grown, and Odinsfang plotted a plot with him.

Odinsfang smuggled the Dragon Jewel to Hiccup, because that was the only thing Merciless feared.

Hiccup took the jewel, and made a deal with Merciless.

"You will call off the Red-Rage, and you will leave and never come back. You will stay away from humans for the rest of your life, and not instigate any more wars with us."

Merciless roared and groaned and growled, but he swore. He swore by his name. And the word of a Sea-dragon cannot be broken.

He left, for the cold wild reaches of the North, and some say he stayed there so long, completely alone for so many hundreds of years, that he lost all shreds of empathy and kindness, and gained an unsatiable hunger, and killed so often, for fun, and became so mean and harsh and cruel that he forgot his name, and became known only as The Red Death.

Hiccup was hailed as a hero, and the tribes of the Archipelago asked for him as their king.

Hiccup agreed, if only because he wanted to make life better for the dragons he loved so much.

The dragons became the humans' equals. They were given first choice after every hunt, best places to curl up by the fire, and a place of rest if they ever needed one.

And there were riders, riders chosen by dragons, who wore tattoos of dragons in an S shape on their foreheads. They were known as both the Dragon Markers and the Royal riders of the Wilderwest.

And Hiccup was happy.

But human lives are short, and when he died, the decline of the dragons and the kingdom began its slow, inexorable path to the end.