Title: What Became Of Them
Description: The boy who trained the dragon and brought peace to the village. Little did he know that there was another who was always there, watching over him.
Rating: G/K+
Main Characters: Jack Frost, Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III
Pairings: Possibly Hiccup/Astird? Maybe? Won't be a major plot though HICCUP AND JACK DO NOT GET ROMANTICALLY INVOLVED
It was a dark night on the island of Berk. The sea crashed on the rocky shore and the little village was at rest. Sheep grazed casually on the grass as if there was nothing that could harm them. All was well. Then, from the sky, a claw came down and snatched up one unlucky sheep.
And the night wasn't so peaceful anymore.
"DRAGONS!' a villager cried, and the people were at work. Torches were lit, weapons were sheathed. Whatever the dragons could throw at them, they would be ready.
From the air, a young boy by the name of Jack Frost watched as the villagers scurried around. When he had found this place, he had sympathised with the villagers. These dragons seemed a menace! But all that changed, when he met the Night Fury.
Night, as Jack had affectionately named him, was the most deadly creature he knew, often referred to as 'the unholy offspring of lighting and death itself'. Jack had met him, and his view on dragons changed. Not only were they powerful, but if you showed them you meant no harm, they were the most trusting creatures on the planet. Jack had met the Night Fury after a misguided weapon had struck him on the head; the Night Fury had caught him before he fell into the ocean below.
Now Jack and Night were close. Jack would come to see him whenever he came to Berk, one of the sole reasons why it's always so freezing in the Meridian of Misery.
Jack used to be worried for Night whenever the dragons would raid the village, but soon he learnt that no human could ever touch him with his speed! So now he would come to these little parties just to watch, and help put out the fires and protect the villagers from serious harm. Hey, just because he was friends with the dragons didn't mean he wanted anyone to get hurt!
On this particular night, as Jack swerved amongst the villagers, unseen, he came across the scrawny lad again, Hiccup was his name. It seemed this particular kid was always screwing things up on both ends of the battles, just causing outright destruction wherever he went. Now there was the real menace. Tonight, he was swerving in and out with some sort of… well Jack didn't know what it was! It was made of wood and was large and looked cumbersome. It had handles and wheels like a wheelbarrow, but nowhere to store anything within it! What the hell was going on?
Jack followed Hiccup, curious as to what on earth that strange contraption was. He was led to the edge of a large hill. Sticking the strange contraption firmly into the ground, Hiccup pulled it back and from within sprung a mad looking contraption that had a similar design to a bow.
"C'mon gimme something to shoot at, gimme something to shoot at…" He mumbled under his breath.
From the sky, Jack heard Night call out. He was close. Jack quickly flew up to meet him "Night get awa-"
A nearby light tower exploded in a flash of blue fire. Jack lost his balance and began to fall, but quickly caught himself. The sound of a hook releasing a slingshot fired through the air. Jack looked up in time to see the stones and string wrap itself around Night as he flew away. He lost the power to fly as he fell to the ground, screeching.
"NIGHT!" Jack called out to his dragon friend. He quickly sped over to where he fell, heartbroken now that his friend needed it, he could not repay his debt and catch him.
From the sky, it wasn't hard to see where Night had fallen. The path of destruction led him directly to his dragon friend. Jack almost wanted to cry, the powerful Night Fury lay here, weak and helpless, and badly wounded. Jack placed his head to the dragons heart, relived to find a steady heart still beating in his chest. He looked over the damage that had been done, he wanted to puke. His tail was twisted the wrong way and one of the tail wings had torn clean off… blood smeared everywhere.
Jack knew from experience that dragons were rather fast healers, a stab would could be completely gone in under an hour, but he still wanted had to help Night with an injury this serious. He gently placed his hands on the dragons tail, and quickly bent it into the right place. A wail of pain echoed through the forest. Jack grabbed his staff, and quickly placed a cast of ice around the tail. That would stop the bleeding and everything should be pretty much healed by midday.
But the tail, that wouldn't grow back would it…
Jack tried to remove the ropes attached to the beast, but to no avail. They were thick and tangled beyond Jacks power to remove. Whenever he would pull to tight, Night would make a whine of pain.
Jack looked at his dragon friend, this shouldn't have happened. He sat down next to Night, and his eyelids began to droop. He could do nothing but wait for Night to heal before he could do anything more…
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Jack woke with a start, dazed and confused, it took him a while to remember the events of the previous night. He jumped up when he noticed Hiccup, standing at the dragons' belly, unsheathing his blade.
Oh no…
"I'm… Imma kill you dragon, I'll kill you and rip out you heart at take it to my father…"
Jack attempted to blast the boy with ice, but his staff fizzled out. It was the middle of summer in Berk, his powers were useless…
"I'm a Viking, I am a VIKING!"
Hiccup raised the dagger above his head. Jack lashed out, screaming and throwing punches at the boy who didn't even know he was there. He was a ghost, powerless to stop what was about to happen. No matter what happened he just couldn't do… ANYTHING!
"NO!" He cried.
And Hiccup's hands fell to his head; he sighed and looked at the dragon. I did this… he said, taking a few steps away. But no matter what he tried he couldn't tear his eyes from the Night Fury's…
Jack widened his eyes in shock as Hiccup began to cut the ropes off of Night with the very dagger he was about to use to slay him. As soon as the ropes were loose enough, the dragon pounced on the boy.
"Night! No… God! He just helped you! Don't hurt him!" Jack cried, as much as he didn't like the boy for hurting his friend, he had also just showed him a kindness. And Jack really didn't want to see a young boy get burnt to a crisp. But the Night Fury didn't seem to listen, taking in a deep breath, ready to fire…
"Night- no! NO!"
The dragon screamed in the boy's face. And Jack burst in to a fit of relief and laughter. Night flew past him, he seemed completely healed. Well, that was until he crashed into a tree and fell down off into the distance.
Jack began to follow his animal friend, but stopped to look back at Hiccup. He had managed to get up, and was panting like he just ran 20 laps around the island. He tried to walk away, but before he took more than three steps he had fallen down, having passed out. Jack laughed at the goofy kid, and then ran into the forest after the Night Fury.
Why did he get the feeling things were about to become a bit more interesting?