First Fic, no flames please, but they are welcome, I'm new to this writing thing guys.

~ Chapter one; If Only You Knew~

Burgess.

Home to anything and everything that makes a town, well regular.

Also the home of the one and only; Night Fury.

He was never seen.

He never took any recognition for his good deeds, only left it to the unlucky, poor, and orphaned.

And most importantly: he NEVER, EVER misses his targets.

~1st person; Jackson~

My name is Jackson Overland-Frost. And as much as I hate to, I have to write in this stupid journal, why, you ask? Well, I was an orphan back here when I was younger, and I was adopted when I was about 5 years old. My adoptive dad took us back to his home in Russia, because the city was too harsh and violent for a little boy. I had a sister, and we were close, so I acted out in the orphanage hoping they would keep us together, but then one day a lovely couple came in and wanted her, I was angry, because they only wanted her, they said no boys, and then she was gone.

I'm doing Okay I guess, but you know it's hard knowing you have a sister, who barely even knows who you are. But, North, my adoptive father, is trying his hardest to keep me happy, and he knew the people who adopted my sister, a man named Aster Bunnymund and a woman named Toothiana. Weird names, I know, but I can't help that, North said they renamed themselves, or something like that, back when they were in a band of vigilantes together, along with one other guy, his name was Sanderson, or the Sandman, because his specialty was knocking out the villains for the police to find and haul off to jail.

North promised me when I was old enough that we would move back to Burgess. Ever since we were in Russia I had a hard time dealing with everything, so North took me to a psychiatrist, I used to cut, but that was then, I missed my sister, and I hated myself because I couldn't stay by her side like I had promised. I kept blaming myself, because I wasn't strong enough to stay by her, and I considered myself weak, and stupid, I would run out and go hide in the woods, no matter where I was the woods were always the same, desolate, and mysterious, I would lose myself in the trees, snow, and sky, I would stay for hours, then eventually North knew where to look, and we would sit in the trees and he would tell me stories of when he was in his prime days of crime stopping.

So, basically I'm writing because I and an emotionally distraught teen age boy, who is very nervous about meeting his little sister for the first time in twelve and a half years. Where am I now? School. I'd been here a week, and today is my first day. There are these two boy's I've seen just about all day. I feel like they might be a problem. I have a few classes with them, but only one seems to have noticed me, the other is kind of oblivious to a lot of things. Oh, yes, and another thing I might as well mention before leaving this untouched for the rest of the day; I'm gay, and I intend to keep it to myself, lest the occasion rises that I should say something, of course, North knows, and Sandy, but only one other person knows that and the only time I ever see her is when we Skype, she lives in Russia still, and her name is Olga Petrovitch, my old wrestling buddy.

~3rd person~

Sighing Jackson placed the small notebook into his satchel and scooped his back pack up, and headed off to the library for the lunch hour. He tried to stick to the walls, but he was smaller than most others here, so he hoped he could hide in the crowd better, but no, it didn't work. The same guy had been messing with him all day, a burly, square-jawed, muscle-headed jock like boy kept knocking his things from his hands and telling him he was going to get eaten alive here in Burgess.

The library doors came into sight, and it seemed as though not a soul was around, they were all out eating in the court yard, or at restaurants and fast food places to pick up a bite to eat. But, alas, the same jocky boy came and stopped him from getting any further, and he and his buddy began their tirade on the poor fella.

"Heh, so you're the new kid in biology?" said his smaller cohort, " Betcha he screams like a girl." the boy giggled, and so did the burly jock as he knocked the books from Jack's hands.

"What's you're name?" The brute asked harshly, as he kicked a book just out Jack's reach, for he quickly fell to the floor to gather his things.

"J-Jackson Overland-Frost." he stuttered and reached around the boy, but still couldn't get the book.

"Jackson?" He howled with laughter, but then his face fell, as he saw the figure not too far from them.

"Hey, Snotty," The dark skinned boy said a smirk on his face as he walked down the narrow hall, and closer to the two, he was a head taller than both of them, and his hair was dark and long, as it trailed down his back in a slender braid. "What's so funny? Hmmm?" He stepped behind the boy, and placed a masculine hand on his shoulder, and squeezed.

"None of your business, Toothless," The boy snarled at him and turned, swinging at him, but before the fist could even come close the other boy had him down on the floor, a booted foot holding him down.

Jack instantly recognized him as one of the two boys he had been seeing all day. But his attention was tuned to the other boy who showed up minutes after the first with a scowl pressed far into his lips. "Ah, Toothless. Not again." The boy groaned, and looked down shaking his head in shame. "You okay?" He said as he went and picked up the last book, "Here ya go," he smiled warmly as he lifted the boy from the floor, and handed him the think book.

"T-Thanks," he said as he hefted his bag up and onto his back before taking his book from the other boy. He noticed how lean and fit he was, and tall too.

"I'm Hiccup, you're the new kid right? Was it Jack?" he said as he shook his hand politely. Quickly Jack nodded at the question, and quietly he excused himself from the four people, and finally he made his way to the library. Once he found a good and quiet spot by the wall length windows in a nice comfy cushioned chair, he pulled out his ipod and pushed the headphones into his ears and he set to work on beginning his reading of the Hunger Games, a series he hadn't read yet, but he's read every other major multi-book series, including Twilight, which he really regrets.

As he read, his head bobbing lightly, and his throat vibrating lightly to the rhythmic style of one of his favorite artists, Taylor Swift. A firm tap to his shoulder made him shriek quite loudly, and toss his book and ipod onto the table in a frazzled mess. Looking up he saw the one boy who helped him in the hall just a bit ago. "Holy- Can you not sneak up on me?" He said as he took in a gasp of air, and soothing his always unruly hair back to it's original shape.

"Sorry I've been here for, like, ten minutes already," He was the one who called himself Hiccup. Jack didn't really reply as he just studied the features of the boy in front of him. His auburn hair shimmered lightly with the colors of red, blonde, light brown, and dark brown, it was a shaggy mess that sat with a flow to the side, and a few braids at the base of his neck, just below his right ear. The tone of his skin was a nice bronzed tone, and his face and what look to be all of him, was covered in a mass of freckles. He had one ear pierced with a simple gold colored captive hoop in the lobe and a silver cuff at the top of his right ear. Jack's admiring was cut short by the boy clearing his throat, and a light splatter of pink speckled behind his freckles. "Oh, sorry, didn't mean to stare, it's just.. never mind." Jack stopped himself before he lost a stranger, which seemed to be the only thing he had here, besides family.

"No, no, it's fine." He smiled and turned his head to look out the wall-windows at the sky, "I'm sorry for my cousin." He, said lightly his face still turned towards the sky-filled windows.

"Oh, it's cool, he wasn't as bad as what I got back in Russia." he smiled and looked down, and saw his book still open and ipod still on, so quickly he shut the ipod off and marked his spot in the book before closing it and stuffing it back into his bag with his ipod.

"No, it wasn't cool." he frowned lightly, before sighing and looking back at Jack. "How can I make up for his stupidity?"

"Erm, excuse me?" he chuckled lightly. "Uh, well you can tell him to stop for one, or I can show him he needs to stop." he said a little nervously before adding, "I take mixed martial arts, kick-boxing and boxing classes, I don't like using violence on strangers." he said and relaxed into the seat further.

"Ah, so I can kick his ass then?" Toothless popped up from behind Hiccup's chair, spooking Jack a bit more.

"Uh, no, I'll talk to my dad and uncle about him, but I would like to do something to make up for his actions." Hiccup said trying not to sound too eager.

"Like I said it's really not necessary." Jack laughed lightly, but then looked up to see Hiccup was serious, sighing he gave in. "Fine, do you have anything I mind?"

"Hmm, well you could take him to the fair that's coming into town next week?" Toothless offered, "Or, maybe dinner?" Hiccup's face went pink at this one, "No? Okay, hmmm…. How about like bowling, or hiking? Maybe take him to the beach house and go swimming? That's all I got." he smirked and sunk back down to the floor, to soak up the sun,, "Oh! Take him surfing? Me and Nelson do that when we get upset then we make up again."

"Well, I've never really been to the fair…" Jack tapped his nose in thought, and before he could say anything else, Hiccup shoved a small white slip of paper into the boy's hand. "What's this?"

"M-My number…" he rubbed the back of his neck shyly, at this the white haired boy raised an eyebrow, "It's for you to use to talk to me, and so we can hang out more.." Hiccup's face was a light pink, as he played with his braids he never made eye contact with the boy.

"Okay, well, thanks then." Jack smiled and placed the slip into his pocket, "So, do you guys know where the gym is? I have wrestling and weight training next."

Jumping up Toothless smiles widely, "That's our next class!"

Oh, crap, Jack groaned internally and slowly he followed the two out of the library and into the wide gymnasium.

~End chapter~

So, uhm... Yeah this is a HiJack story. Be patient and more action will come in sooner chapters, just gotta be patient. Yeah. Gods, I'm so awkward, I'm sorry y'all.