BEST OC Maker: I noted that were few original HTTYD stories and that all of them are around Berk, so it's me again with an original idea, first the 'movie' then the series, be warned that I have other priorities to my 02 story so updating might not be too fast, unless that I'm on a rush, now get ready for an original HTTYD story!
Note: All dragons that appear are real and I found out about them on How to train your dragon wiki,
"Somewhere in the great northern seas where Vikings live, there was an island, it wasn't too rocky but it wasn't all out wild, it was Bliz, it was discovered by my ancestor Bjorn Bliz, the Traveler, on it he built the Viking Village called Bliz, it was nice place, the island was bit to the south so the weather wasn't so bad for half of the year, however like most Viking islands on the archipelago it had a large destructive reptilian problem," A voice narrated as suddenly parts of the village began to burn.
"Yep dragons," The voice finished just as Vikings burst from their homes, classic with horny helmets huge bulky bodies and weapons.
"However the dragons have aren't the common Nadder or tricky Zippleback, instead we have a more 'destructive' bunch," The voice kept narrating as dragons destroyed the village, from the sea came aquatic dragons that fired electric spheres as they began to attack, some stealing sheep and yaks.
"ShockJaws, Tidal Class dragons that have the power of lighting blasts, even nastier than they sound," The voice commented as the ShockJaws began to blast things, then dragons resembling winged crocodiles were bitting and cutting Vikings while also stealing sheep and yaks.
"ShiverTooth dragons take the Sharp Class to a hole new level of sharp, half of the stitches used on the village go to their victims," The voice narrated as the sharp clawed and toothed dragons kept their attack, then came an extremely long dragon was seen swatting Vikings while releasing a mighty roar.
"The fiercest Boulder Class and top wrestler of the dragon world, the Grapple Grounder shows him might in battle, only top class Vikings can face such dragon," The voice narrated as another Grapple Grounder came from above and set a few houses on fire, the one from earlier had smashed a Viking with his tail and let out a fierce roar, but then a small mountain of a Viking slammed him down with a huge war hammer.
"Oh and that's my dad, Chief Bjorn Bliz, one of the biggest and surprisingly smartest Vikings around," The voice narrated as the huge man barked others, he had a helmet with horns pointing forwards and a huge thick black beard going to his stomach and brown eyes. He was joined by a Viking half his size and beardless.
"Smacker, how bad is it?" Chief Bjorn questioned his friend.
"Classic raid chief, ShockJaws, ShiverTooths, a few GrappleGrounders and a bunch of MoldRuffles," The Viking named Smacker reported.
"Not that accursed Ice Demon?" Bjorn asked him, Smacker shook his head and Bjorn sighed, that's when a group of aerodynamic shaped dragons with wings alight had flown through, burning everything.
"Oh Moldruffles are Stoker Class dragons, they have a really good eyesight and that fan on their tail tips can make gusts of wind, or strengthen fires, they communicate by slamming their horns on rocks," The voice added as one of the MoldRuffles used his tail to make a house burn even more. However then a mighty roar, wait no more like a howl was heard, but it was too loud and too 'reptilian' to be wolf, then in a flash of black and white a catapult was half wrecked and half frozen like a mini bewilderbeast had passed through.
"I probably forgot to mention, while some islands have a skrill or two, very few have a NightFury, we got the King of the Hailstorms, the..." The narrator was interrupted by a Viking.
"Woolly Howl!" The Viking gasped before being frozen in ice, minutes later a strong hailstorm set in.
"Man the catapults!" Bjorn shouted and seconds later all of them were destroyed and frozen.
In another part of the village a young 5 year old Viking kid was trapped in a burning building.
"Alright this better work," The voice of the narrator muttered, he was 14 and had spiky black hair and eyes, he wore a black leather trenchcoat that seemed fireproof, he also had leather boots with metallic talons connected to them, he also wore goggles with a black band and darkened lenses, two one hand swords were strapped to his back, he had spiked shoulder plates. He rushed in the building and it seemed like his trenchcoat blocked most of the fire, he reached the kid.
"Come on now buddy," The teen ordered the boy as he pulled out a small glass vial that had a small tube attached to it.
"Breath with this until we get out," The teen told him before pulling out one for himself, quickly they left the house just as it crumbled.
"Thanks Artur, you're the best," The small boy laughed before running off to the safe house, however Artur had no time to smile as a ShiverTooth attacked him from behind, quickly he dodged the beast and slammed the blunt side of one of his swords at the creature's head, making it fly away.
"C'mon Artur that was an easy shot! You could have killed that lizard!" A voice exclaimed as a 14 year old girl joined him, she had blonde hair going to her mid-back and dark green eyes, she wore armor similar to Astrid's original one, but black silver instead of blue.
"Ana, I told you a thousand times, I won't kill a dragon until a I can confirm if there isn't a RedDeath on their nest," Artur sighed at the blonde.
"The RedDeath is myth! If you started to build those weapons you used to build again then we could wipe out them for good," Ana frowned as she dusted off her gauntlets, they had nasty claws similar to Wolverine's(The X-Man, not the animal) that were retractable to within the gauntlet, one of Artur's old weapon ideas.
"That's the point, I don't want to wipe out dragons, now if you need me I have people to help," Artur sighed as he ran off, he didn't blame Ana for her aggressive attitude, she lost her parents to a raid only a few years ago. As he was lost in thought a GrappleGrounder came from behind and grabbed him with his tail. Artur pulled out his second sword and made the spark, Monstrous Nightmares weren't too common around Bliz Island, but Artur always managed to get a some from Trader Sven when he passed by, the spark surprised the grapple grounder and he released Artur, the teen quickly rushed as a bunch of Vikings jumped on it. Then he heard a shout and an angry howl, he was sure nobody else noted in the dawning sun, but a white and black streak had fallen on David's Grove.
"I got that Ice Demon!" A man on his 60s shouted, he branded his oddly gigantic sword as his right hand as he stood in front of a bolas launcher, then however the raid was about over as the dragons flew away with their prizes, yaks and sheep.
"Is that so BladeHand?" Bjorn asked the man, who face was angular like that of a blade, he had a nasty scar crossing his right eye and he wore an eye patch on it, his right hand was a huge one hand silver sword, he looked and was a bit crazy.
"Sure did chief, he fell somewhere on David's Grove," BladeHand laughed, crazy as ever, everyone decided to ignore the old man, however Artur got curious, so decided to start moving when his father found him.
"Son, I heard you saved CopperLegs again, and a friend of yours told me you wasted a shot at killing a dragon," Bjorn frowned at his son.
"Well that ShiverTooth caught me by surprise," Artur lied, his father shook his head.
"Tomorrow Dragon Training starts, you're in," The bearded man informed him before walking away, then a 14 year old red-haired girl joined him. She had red hair going to her mid-waist and bright blue eyes. She wore a leather brown long sleeves unzipped jacket, white short sleeved shirt, her bow was at hand and a bag full of arrows on her back strap with a belt across her chest, she had trousers and a pair of boots(like Katniss in Hunger Games).
"Let me guess, Dragon Training?" The girl asked him.
"Yep, anyways gotta rush Alex, chat with you later!" Artur called as he rushed off, she gave him an odd look but shrugged and went to help with repairs, her father, Smacker was already starting them.
At David's Grove, a dragon that had pitch black fur like scales on the top of his body and a pure white underbelly was wrapped in a bolas, he seemed asleep and one of his tail fins was ripped off...
Author Note:
BEST OC Maker: Yeah I know pretty short, but it was more of an introduction chapter, also please bear with me about certain things if they sound too modern, it's my first time writing something from before the twentieth century so you might note some odd stuff every now and then, I'll post the next chapter soon!