Ladies and Germs, Welcome to my first httyd Story! WHOOOO PARTY! SO what cause me to write this, besides this being in my brain killing me, is the lack of Hiccup builds a tribe of Dragon riders stories, is real. I have found like 3. NOW ON WITH THE SHOW! We're gona say up all night, tellin manly stories, and in the morning, I'm makin Waffles! WRONG SHOW!
Stoic the Vast. When people think of him, they think of Strength, Power, Calmness. But soon their minds turn to his son, Hiccup. When people think of him, they think Fishbone, Weakling, Destruction, Outcast. That is how many Vikings saw Hiccup, a waste of space, or in other cases Hiccup the Useless. All except one stranded foreigner. But let me back up a but.
FLASH BACK!
It was a dark cloudy night, but then the next was very nice, it was sunny, with a slight breeze. But the day after, hoho, that was one to remember. It was a hurricane, something a bit of an oddity in the archipelago, but it happened. The storm hit with no warning. Lighting and hail rained upon the isle of Berk. A good thing too, it resulted in minimal damage, compared to a dragon attack.
But what was unknown, was that there was a ship stuck in its wrath. "No, NO, NOOOOO!" The next day there was a body on the docks.
"Welp time ta see tha damage." Said Gobber, the towns blacksmith, as he approached the docks. He started to whistle a tune as he arrived at the bottom of the stairs to the docks. "Uhhh." Came a voice from the end of the dock. "What tha." He said as he hobbled over to a blob on the end of the dock. Gobber kicked the thing slightly. "Uhhh." Came the voice again.
Gobber dropped down and started to shove all sorts of stuff off the voice. Eventually enough junk and seaweed was off of it that Gobber could see a body. "I got ta get 'im t Gothi right away!" He yelled as he picked up the boy and hobbled-ran up the stairs. "Get outa the way!" Hey yelled pushing people aside as he ran to the healers hut. He even pushed Stoic aside.
"Gobber! What is going on?!" The Chief demanded. "No time, this lad needs Gothi!" The crippled blacksmith said, still running. Gobber hobbled as fast as he could up the elders stairs. "GOTHI!" He yelled as he banged on her door. Gothi yanked her door open with a frown. That is until she saw the boy in the cripples hand. She motioned to bring him in.
This is where out story begins.
"Uh god my head." Damon said. He opened his eyes and looked around. "Welp, I'm still blind, haha, at least I got that going for me." He continued. Suddenly he heard a door slam open. "Gothi, I'm back! I got tha erbs!" Said a man. "Oh, yer awake! How ya feelin? I'm Gobber by tha way." Gobber said. "I feel like a gronkle died on me." Damon said. "I'm Damon, where am I?" The blind teen asked. "Well, if yer feelin better, I can show ya." Gobber said, taking the boy's hand.
Gobber slammed the door back open and said, "Welcome ta Berk! Home of tha Harry Hooligans." Gobber said. Damon was silent for a moment. "So, what do ya think?" Gobber said. "I can't see it." Damon said. Gobber was shocked. "WHA? Yer blind?" Gobber asked. "For the most part, I can see outlines and shadows." Damon said. "Well, sorry fer not noticin." Gobber said, "I'm a cripple too, lost me arm and me leg. Now I'm just tha 'umble blacksmith." Gobber said with a smile. "Would ya like me ta" "Gobber! Where are ya?" Stoic yelled. "Stoic, I'm up ere with our new guest!" Gobber yelled.
After a few minutes, Stoic the Vast appeared near Gothi's home. "There ya are Gobber. We need our weapons resupplied before the search." Stoic said, paying no attention to Damon. Eventually during their conversation, Stoic noticed Damon. "You must be the castaway. I am Stoic the Vast, chief of Berk." Stoic said, holding out his hand. "Well lad, aren't you going to take my hand?" Stoic asked.
"Is that what your doing? Sorry, I am blind, and cannot see where your hand is." Damon said. Gobber moved Damon's hand into Stoic's and gave a strong squeeze. Stoic, still concerned about Damon's blindness, asked, "Can ye defend yer self?"
"I could, if I had the right weapon." Damon said. "Well, what do ya prefer, axe or sword?" Stoic asked. "Well, I use three weapons in total. A metal staff, a one sided sword, and brass knuckles." Damon said. "Hm, well I can make ya a sword, but you need t' help me with the others." Gobber said. "That is fine, oh do you have a lute, or any instruments?" Damon asked. "Why do ya need that?" Stoic asked. "I'm a bard, I lost everything I had on my ship so, to do my profession, I need an instrument." Damon responded.
"I will see what I can do. Welcome ta Berk." Stoic said as he walked away. "Now, tell me about these weapons o yers." Gobber said as they walked to the forge.
Hiccup was currently sharpening an axe. "So, these Knuckles, they allow ya smash threw rock and tha like? With just them and yer fists? Wow." He heard Gobber say. "Iccup! Are ya in there?" Gobber asked. "No Gobber, just a night fury." Hiccup said. "Ha ha, now I need ya t' help me with some new weapons." Gobber said. "Really? Are they any of mine?" Hiccup asked. "Nope! They are our new castaways." Gobber said, as he motioned to Damon. "I'm Damon." The blind teen said. "Hiccup." The skinny teen said. "Anyway, Hiccup, I need yer drawin skills so I can make his weapons." Gobber said, as giddy as a school girl.
After he described his weapons, and Hiccup and Gobber started to work away at the forge, Damon decided to explore the town. People were out doing daily business, farming, trading, drinking, everything a Viking should do. "Hey! Who are you?" A teen said as he approached Damon. "Damon, I'm the new castaway." Damon said. "I'm Snotlout, I'm kinda a big deal around here." He said as he flexed his muscles. "Congratulations." Damon said before he started to walk again. "Hey, I'm talking to you!" Snotlout yelled, as he grabbed Damon's shoulder.
Damon froze up. "Not so tuff are you?" Snotlout laughed. "If I were you, I would take my hand off of me." Damon said. "Oh yeah, what are you gonna do about it?" Snotlout asked. To him, Damon appeared to be like hiccup, only taller, somewhat more muscular, with white hair, a soul patch, and red eyes. "I won't do anything, since I am only a castaway, I'd rather not harm someone on my first day." Damon said, moving Snotlout's hand off and walking away.
Unbeknownst to them, a certain blond haired girl was watching them.
The next few days happened uneventfully. Damon's staff and sword were done, and his knuckles were almost finished too. Stoic had announced the start of another search for the nest, and apparently Damon was put in dragon training. "I'm hoping for some serious burns." Tuffnut said. "I'm hoping for some mauling, like on my shoulder, or lower back." Ruffnut said. "Yeah, it's not fun unless you get a scar out of it." Astrid said. "Yeah, no kidding right? Pain, love it." Hiccup said sarcastically, as he and Damon entered the arena.
"Oh great, who let him in?" Tuffnut asked. "Alright! Let's get started! The recruit who does best, will win the honor of killing his first dragon, in front of the whole village!" Gobber said with joy. "Wow, killing for joy, what strange people you are." Damon said. "And just who are you?" Astrid asked, a bit angry at his comment. "This here's Damon, he got caught in the storm the other day, Stoic asked me to put him ere with you." Gobber said.
"Now, in these walls, are a few of the many species of dragons you will learn to fight. The Deadly Nadder." "Speed 8, armor 16." "The Hideous Zippleback." " Plus 11 stealth times 2." "The Monstrous Nightmare." "Firepower 15." "The Terrible Terror." "Attack 8, Venom 12." "CAN YOU STOP THAT!" Gobber yelled at Fishlegs. "AND, the Gronckle. " Gobber finished, as he placed his hand on the cage lever. "Whoa, whoa wait, aren't you going to teach us first?" Snotlout asked. "I believe, in learning on the job." Gobber said as he pushed down on the lever.
The Gronckle shot out of its cage and charged at the teens. "Today is about survival, If you're blasted, your dead." Gobber said. Damon just pulled his staff out. His staff was made to be 2 pieces, that lock together once connected. "Quick, whats the first thing your going to need?" Gobber asked. "A Doctor?" "Plus 5 speed?" "A shield!" Astrid finally said.
Everyone but Damon went for a shield. "DAMON, WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?" Gobber yelled. "I'll be fine." Damon said as the Gronckle shot a magma ball at Damon. "WATCH OUT!" Hiccup yelled. Damon leaned back and caught himself with his staff, the magma ball just missing him. "I told you I would be fine." Everyone was amazed, even the Gronckle looked surprised.
What he didn't see, was that his shirt caught a bit on fire. "OW OW OH GOD!" Damon said as he tried to put the fire out. Eventually he just took his shirt off. "Me likey." Ruffnut said as Damon's abs appeared. "Okay, tha's enough for one day." Gobber said, as he grabbed the Gronckle and threw it back in the cage. "You all ave the rest of the day off." Gobber said as he walked back to the forge.
Damon was walking back from the arena when Ruffnut walked next to him. "Hey there, My name's Ruffnut." She said, as she moved her bangs out of her face. "I like your soul patch." Ruffnut said with stars in her eyes. "Thanks, I'd complement you, but I am blind." Damon said. "By my beauty?" Ruffnut asked. "No, I am really blind, all I can see is your outline and a shadow." Damon said before continuing to walk. "Bye Ruffnut." With a confused look she said bye back.
Hiccup was walking to the cove when he heard, "Whatcha doin?" Hiccup turned around and saw Damon sitting on a tree branch. "How did you get up there?!" Hiccup asked. "I'll answer that when you answer why I can sense magic coming from you." Damon said. Hiccup was confused. "Magic? Like shooting fireballs and summoning storms?" Hiccup asked. "Yes." Damon responded. "I'd tell you if I new myself." Hiccup said.
"Hm, you seem to believe that, but you also know something." Damon said. "How about you? How did I not hear you follow me, or climb that tree?" Hiccup asked. Suddenly they heard talking from behind them. Damon jumped down and grabbed Hiccup. "What are you-MNSADGHANSHSG!" Hiccup tried to say, but Damon shoved his hand on hiccups mouth. "Quiet. Terra covnaev." Damon chanted, causing Hiccup to look at him with confusion.
"So what do you think of Damon?" Said a female voice. "As long as he keeps to himself and pulls his weight I don't care" Said another. "I think he's my type, even though he's blind." Ruffnut said dreamily. "He's blind?!" Said the other voice. Hiccup and Damon could see Ruffnut talking to another girl their age, Astrid.
"What about the fishbone? How did he even get into the academy? I know his dads chief, but seriously he sucks." Ruffnut said, making Hiccups self-esteem fall even lower. The two girls started to walk away from the hidden pair now.
"What? How did? What did you do? They couldn't even see us!" Hiccup said in shock. "Magic." Damon said simply. Hiccup looked confused. "The world is full of Arcane magic, we, and all other creatures of this world can tap into the worlds magic. That's how I did those things." Damon said. "But you Hiccup, seem to have magic all over you. Are you training with a dragon, or have you met a wood sprit and awaken the magic within you?" Damon asked.
Hiccup paled when he heard dragon. "U-um n-no. I haven't." Hiccup lied. "You lie Hiccup. But if you don't want to tell me, I will find out eventually, even if you don't tell." Damon said as he walked away. "I expect great things Hiccup!" Damon said with a wave.
Welp there ya guys go, first Httyd story! Now, MERMAIDMAN AND BARNACLEBOY, UNITE! I bid you all adieu!
