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The story begins on a little island called Berk; it was settled by vikings. These vikings had been fighting with dragons ever since they first sailed here. Well, this story first starts off with Hiccup the one viking out of his entire age group that couldn't lift a hammer or throw an axe. Ever since he was little he had been different ,and throughout most of his life he had been a social outcast, thrown out by his fellow vikings. In the end he had proven himself to be a real hero by taking down the queen dragon with the help of a certain night fury,but thats a different story. The real story ,this story, begins when Hiccup is but 10 years old. (AN:6 years before he started his destiny this story also has nothing to do with what happens in the movie, basically meaning it has an alternate ending,well sorta.)

One evening, Hiccup was playing around in his yard ,when his mother, the chief's wife , called him into the house on the hill.

"Son, it is time to come in and wash up for dinner," said his mother in a sweet voice.

"Okay," called Hiccup. As young Hiccup ran he saw a dim light approaching in the distance ,and then the horn rang across the village signaling an attack was approaching. Hiccup was almost at the door when his mother ran out axe in hand and said," Hiccup get in the house and hide while I fight the invaders ,and try to drive them away!"

"Mom,"said Hiccup.

"Hiccup ,sweety, its okay I'll back ,and if any pirates make it up here I will rip them limb from limb ,Okay," said his mother in a sweet, but serious tone.

Hiccup didn't even answer he just ran back in the house, went to the back hall where the weapons;shields;and armor were kept, grabbed a sword (he was not the best with swords ,but that had been when he used his right hand), doused the fireplace in water, and hid under the table listening for any sounds that should alert him.

Minutes went by without a sound in the house except the uproar that was going on in the village below ,and with each passing minute Hiccup got even more on edge. Hiccup was become an emotional wreck until he heard a blood curtling scream pierce the air. ' That scream is so familliar and can only belong to one person in specifics...my mother,' thought Hiccup as he grab the sword and flung his bag containing his journal,a first aid kit,and a loaf of freshly baked bread over his shoulder and was out the door in a flash. Hiccup may have only been 10 years old ,but he was smarted then most vikings in his entire villiage, therefore if any thing ,he needed to find his mom and take care of her if she was hurt. This was his only thoughts as he clambered down the steps towards the center of the villiage. 'Find Mom!'

Chapter 2

(Val's Point Of View)

As Hiccup ran inside, I made my way to the villiage square to see what was going on. When i got there, I could tell we were being invaded by half a fleet of pirates. I quietly slipped into the fight and started besting as many pirates that got got in my path. As I cut a pathway through this inner turmoil I could make out my husband's bestfriend Gobber who was taking on two pirates at the same time while another one was sneaking up to stab him in the back. I quickly disarmed the third pirate and fought back to back with Gobber. As time went on the path to the leader began to thin out I spotted one small ship off to the side probably as a get away ship.

We then made it to the center of the fight were the pirate's captain was knocking out viking after viking. Gobber and I took turns taking a swing at the pirate which he dodged continously. He then upper cut Gobber which knocked out one of his teeth ,and he also took his sword and slashed the side of my arm, and then I took my axe down and swung at the place where his head used to be. He ducked and took his sword and swung at my arm which I block with the head of my battle axe. Our showdown seemed to go on and on one lunging the other ducking and then swinging again; this time he lunged and I back stepped ,but this time he brought his sword back and stabbed me in the lower back; I shrieked in pain sending sound waves all through the town. I fell to the ground gripping the bleeding gash ( my axe was embedded in the ground to my far right.) He then grabbed my family battle axe and held it over his head about to bring down and possibly end me when he was about to strike and boy with red hair wearing a green tunic slammed into his side knocking them both unto the ground. Hiccup had just saved me and now I faded into a deep slumber.

(noone's POV)

He ran through the roads looking for my mother, when he couldn't find his mother; he went to the front of the mead hall to ask his cousin and the popular group. Hiccup's cousin's group involved Snotlout,his cousin,Astrid, Fishlegs,his only friend from Berk that desserted him, the twins Ruffnut and Tuffnut; Tuffnut,Ruffnut, and Snotlout were the ones who always pulled pranks on him and bullied him. Snotlout could lift a hammer and do other viking crud that he could probably never do. Oh well Hiccup still had one thing he didn't...brains.

"Snotlout, have you seen my mom?"asked Hiccup.

"Sorry twirp, but shouldn't you be inside; oh and look little Hiccup is carrying a big bad sword,"said Snotlout using the tone for a baby in the last part before grinning and laughing only to be joined in by the twins.

"Whatever,"said Hiccup with a scowl falling on the 4 before falling on Fishlegs in which he just shook his head losing the scowl and glare before walking off and just when he was about out of site he looked back; his eyes bore into them as they watched him leave and this was probably the last time they would ever see Hiccup, again...for now.

(Snotlout's POV)

The runt just came up and asked where his mom was ,of course, I haven't seen her. Why he asked I wouldn't know? Hiccup was basically the weakling, the bad luck charm, the clumsy most weakiest form of a viking, I have ever seen.

But I had to give him credits, he did run off into the middle of a pirate raid with absolutely no direction or upper body strength; either he was determined or he had clearly lost his mind ;sure he was the wimp and as soon as his father saw clearly and had me take the cheifdom I would outcast Hiccup the Useless; but the guy has guts sometimes and insanity has helped alot.

( Some of the groups thoughts. A long ways into the Future.)

Snotlout :Hiccup was my cousin and I didn't really treat him well. I teased him about how he couldn't do anything a viking should do and yet he was going to be the future chief ;he didn't seem fit at all. Sometimes I think the reason why I always bullied him was because I was jealous ,but I was a stupid kid back then and I regret that I never was nice to him, but that was the past and I can't change matter how much I wish I could change the way I treated him ,I just can't.

Fishlegs: One question occured many times in my life ,but I never answered it. The question was "Why did you desert Hiccup?"

The truth was I didn't know how to answer it. Looking back I don't know what made me choose the crowd instead of my loyal friend. Hiccup was going to be an outcast and I didn't want to be one to ,I guess. I only regret not sticking by my friend through thick and thin. I always wonder what things may have been like if I had ,in fact, decided to stick by him, but that question will never be answered,not in my time anyway. Lots of things could have possibly been prevented or maybe this was something that would happen that one could never change.

Chapter 3

(Astrid's POV)

"You guys maybe we should go help Hiccup find his mom," said Astrid sincerely.

"I agree with Astrid," said Fishlegs.

"Maybe we should I mean I don't want anything to happen to my aunt,Okay I'm in," said Snotlout doubtfully.

"Well if you guys go...said Ruffnut.

"We go," finished Tuffnut.

We all started off down the path we saw Hiccup go ;the path led to the town square ,and on the top hill we saw Valhalarma lying on the ground unconscious with a pirate holding an axe over his head about to bring it down and finish her off. We all stopped dead in our tracks, but then we started up again trying to make it up there before he could 'finish the job' when Hiccup slammed into the side of the pirate knocking them both off balance and causing them both to roll down the otherside of the hill ,putting them both out of sight.

We all just stood their for a good few minutes wondering if we had just hallucinated or Hiccup had enough guts to take down a fierce pirate. After we made sure Val was breathing ,I went down the other side of the hill...I didn't see Hiccup I just saw two swords embedded in the ground ;one sword had the Hooligans symbol and the other had crossbones and a skull in the center. Both the swords had blood on the blade, but the pirates sword had blood on the tip of the handle. My guess is that the tip of the handle was probably used to hit someone in the head hard enough to cause bleeding.

The possibilities of what happened right here are endless, and the only person that can tell us what really happened here is no where to be found. For all I know Hiccup could have been knocked out and tooking prisoner by the pirates ,or they could have taken him in hopes of turning him into a swashbuckling pirate or both. These are the things I thought of as I was trudging up the hill awaited by the expectations of the others. As the top of the large hill came insight I was thinking over what to say ,and then it hit me how could I tell Hiccup's family that there was a possibility he could be captured or dead.

"Hey Astrid...where's Hiccup?" said Fishlegs quivvering at the last part. I looked into Fishlegs eyes and I choked out my words.

" He's..gone." I said. Snotlout's, Tuffnut's, and Ruffnut's eyes became the center of guilt while Fishleg's eyes became a never ending well of sorrow.

" What do you mean? As in he is d..dead or as in he was taken or both," said Fishlegs obviously hopping for a positive answer.

" I don't know Fishlegs...I don't know."I said with remorse. Everyone became as pale as a ghost.

"Oh man how are we going to break this to Aunt Val and Uncle Stoick, they are going to be devastated," said Snotlout.

" I guess we have to be as gentle as possible while breaking a mother's heart," said Ruffnut.

We then set out to the village elder to assemble a search party as soon as possible.

(no one's POV)

Days went by and still no word of the pirates ship that held Hiccup captive. Everyone had started to lose hope and then a ship arrived at the docks everyone came to greet the traders of the ship, some who knew Hiccup went to see if it was him on the boat ,but were saddened when it turned out to just be the portion of the tribe that had gone looking for the nest. Gobber stood at the front of the dock with a unphazed expression on his face as he was greeted by his dear friend Chief Stoick. Chief Stoick face was somber not really happy but not sorrowful either. He was actually glad to be home with his family even if they didn't find the nest.

"Gobber!" said Stoick. He then looked around the front of the village to see blood stains in some places, pirate swords stuck in the ground, rags of clothing lying here and there, and the one thing he gazed at most was one battle axe stuck in the ground on the second biggest hill.

"What happened here Gobber?" said Stoick stealing another glance at the battle axe," Is everyone okay?"

Gobber just shook his head looking up with sorrowfull eyes and said, "There was a pirate raid; almost everyone is okay."

"Who is almost, Gobber?"

"Val is okay. She is unconscious in the healer's hut, but...I'm so sorry Stoick." A mournfull Gobber replied. With that note Stoick burst into a sprint towards the healer's hut.

When Stoick got there, he was greeted with the news of his missing son Hiccup. Stoick began to feel a little lightheaded ,so he sat in the chair infront of his wife. As soon as Stoick sat down, his wife started to wake.

"Val ,I'm sorry ,but Hiccup is gone; they say they can't find Val our boy is gone." said Stoick chocking on all the gone's.

"Oh Stoick, Hiccup saved my life he was so brave. I wish you could have seen our boy." she said as she broke into a term of sobs.

"What do you mean Hiccup saved you?" said Stoick.

Val then told the story of what she saw before she blacked out ,with each detail Stoick became even more proud of the courage Hiccup had shown and sad at the fact he might never see his son again.

flashback: "Hiccup,son, I am going on a hunt for the nest okay. I'll be back in a 3 weeks okay. I need you to take care of your mother while I am gone, you'll be the man of the house while I am gone ,so take care of her. I'll be back ,probably," said Stoick.

"I'll be here ,maybe," said Hiccup.

end flashback

"Hiccup, I'm so proud of you. You did the only thing I asked of you while I was gone. You did your job, son", Stoick mumbled to the wind as he trudged to his house.

(Chapter 4)

(Hiccup's POV)

What I saw before me on a huge hill was my mom lying on the ground with a man hovering over her with an axe ,her axe, over his head about to bring it down and end her. As I saw the man lean back to put all his might into the blow, all the rage bubbled up inside me and with in seconds I was slamming into the side of the pirate knocking us both to the ground and rolling all the way down to the other side of the hill. When I was almost to the bottom of the hill I hit my head on a rock causing a deep gash on my forehead, I then came stumbling to my feet;grabbing my family sword out of my bag. I tossed the bag to the ground and held my sword in a fighting stance. The man came to his feet in a flash holding his own sword ready to fight a 10 year old.

In the beginning of the fight, he lunged and I ducked just by a few strand of hair, and then he thrust his sword forward aiming for my stomach, I dodged just in time,but he sliced open the whole right side of my right arm. I had to change tactics ,and fight with my left; suprisingly I fought better with my left hand and the sword moved miracoulously pairing every blow that came toward it. I rolled/slid pulling out my sword ,so it would leave a deep gash on his leg. He then started playing dirty and punched me in the gut and then tried slashing at my throat ,but I ducked and he slashed open my left cheek. He then took advantage of my slight daze and took the hilt of his sword and hit me in the head in the exact spot as the rock. My sword was slung to my left embedding itself into bare ground; I fell to the ground in a soft thud laying on my side the last thing saw was his sword being stabbed into the ground in front of my eyes. I felt my body being lifted up and dragged away before I was completey I lost consciousness, I thought/praying that my mom would be okay. 'I'm sorry Mom'

(Stoick's Pov)

I found out the day I got home that my only son was either abducted or dead. It broke my heart to think of my only son being tortured somewhere or that he would never get to live his life. That night I silently cried myself to sleep only thinking of my boy.

I know that I always tried to mold him into a viking even though I knew he would not be like everyone else, I just wanted the best for my son, and now I will probably never get to know the man he might grow up to be. The one thing I want is to see my son grow up even if he will not be a viking or a warrior or anything I wanted him to be, I just wanted to know who he would be. When I first heard he took down the pirate, I thought maybe there may be a flicker of warrior in him if he had that much guts,and then I felt guilty that that was the one thing I was thinking.

I walked into the mead hall and sat down the my neifew's group. I had to ask them if they could take me to where it happened; the area should still be there no one dared touch anything until the Chief got back considering anyone of the areas could be where his son was taken.

"Astrid, I know your the one that found Hiccup missing ,so I would like to know if you would take me to see the area for myself?" said the chief.

"Sure anything chief ,sir," replied Astrid. It was then that Snotlout,Fishlegs, the twins, and the Chief would see the spot where Hiccup had been taken. When we first came to the top of the hill and looked down ,we were all horrified at the scene below us. There was drops of blood everywhere two sword with blood on the blades, Hiccup's sword's handle, and the pirate's sword's hilt (the ball point on the very end of the handle), my son indeed did put up quiet a fight comparing to this scene.

"Wow I didn't expect a scene like this that's for sure," said Snotlout.

" Definetly," said Tuff.

" Hmm, I wonder if Hiccup is hurt," said Ruff

"ARE you serious Hiccup fell down this hill with a blood thirsty pirate; there's blood on that rock over there; there blood all over the pirate's sword and Hooligans sword which judging by that sword which only hangs in the Haddock household it was probably used by Hiccup and You Wonder is He Okay,"said Fishlegs.

"I'm sorry I don't know where that came from," apologized Fishlegs. they stayed silent for a minute ,but it was actually Tuff that spoke first.

" You don't need to apologize, we need to start thinking instead of talking before thinking." replied Tuffnut.

"It's okay I just..." said Fishlegs.

"We know," replied Tuff. I returned my gaze to a trail of blood droplets. I then began to walk the trail the others catching on quickly. The trail ran dry as came to a crossroad.

" I guess were splitting up then huh," stated Astrid.

"Aye, so we will split up into 2 groups of 3; Astrid,Fishlegs, and I; and Snotlout, Tuffnut, and Ruffnut. Remember if the trail runs completely cold and you find no sign that even a soul has touched that land we meet up back here in an hour if not that means that we are still following the trail now let's head off." said Stoick.

(Astrid's POV)

We started down the trial for 20 minutes searching for any sign that the pirate had came by here. We kept walking past thousands of trees ,but I got to close to one limb,and it caught onto my head; I pulled it back and looked up to a limb a great distance above it ,and on a limb was a scrap of green cloth. Chief Stoick reached up to the tree and to off the cloth. He held it close to infront of his face ,and then his eyes became dinner plates.

"This is a scrap of Hiccup's tunic ,but that limb is to high for his shirt to have gotten snagged on; the only way for this cloth to have gotten there was if a pirate was carrying him over his sholder ,and it to have gotten snagged," theorized Stoick.

We stopped at fork in the road and broken limbs on the forest floor pointed us to the left; were we came into a shallow where the land dipped into the ocean. Their along a narrow beach lay a cold pile of fire wood with logs surronding the firepit.

"Okay, you two help me search the campsite for any clue that might lead to where these pirates are headed," ordered Chief Stoick.

"Yes, sir," I replied. Fishlegs and I began to look all over the place while I looked around the fire pit Fishlegs began to look in the sand around rocks for any clues. As I was about to declare there was nothing around the fire pit a glance of yellowish paper from under a log caught my eye. Fishlegs caught my gaze as we both made our way over to the log; Fishlegs began to try and lift the log with no luck then all at once it lifted at one end where the chief stood with a somber face. He rolled the log onto its side and I grabbed the single piece of on the front of the paper was sketched a picture of a pirate dranking rum, and then on the back was a letter which read:

"Dear Whoever might find this:

My name is Hiccup, and I am writing this to inform, you,the story of my life here. My father is Chief Stoick, which means he has big expectations for me to be a strong mighty viking bent on finding the dragon's nest. The truth is I am not strong, I can't take on dragons, I am not very lucky, I am not popular at all ,and I am not a viking,I am also the weakiest one of my age group. Therefore, I am the prime target of bullying by Snotlout and the twins, I think they do that to me ,because I am weakier then them. They also took Fishlegs in to the group, meaning he deserted me for them. Also when I was six I overheard my dad talking to my mom about how I am different and act so not viking; that broke my heart; the next day they stuck me with Gobber. Gobber if you read this I just want you to know that I thought of you as my dad sometimes when I had no one; Gobber you knew me better then almost anyone even my own you for being there for me when my mom was off sailing on tribe raids while at the same time my dad was hunting for the nest, I will never be able to express my gratitude to you. Dad I just want you to know I don't blame you for not always being there when I needed you, and I don't blame you for not being proud of a son like me. Dad I am truly sorry I could not be the son you always wanted ,but I have no doubt soon you will have forgotten about me ,and named Snotlout as your successor. Astrid: I always liked you; you never joined in with the others. Fishlegs: you may not have hurt me physically ,but you did hurt me mentally and emotionally,but I forgive you ;it is what friends do for each other. Snotlout: I have to say you are a jerk and I always knew things with you and the way you are would never change whatsoever. Tuffnut and Ruffnut: you two are bullies and are something like Snotlout except you two are the Crazy Thorston Twins. The truth is I may have had a little bit of..okay a smidge of a life outside of Berk; nothing special I have just been traveling around for atleast 2 months a year since I was 6 ;and I know that you guys never actually missed me or realize I was missing so I didn't worry about you guys finding out. I am afraid if you guys had come to me a long while back and if all of you ganged up on me I might have let the whole ordeal spill ,but you didn't and now the secrets will die with me. To be truthfull I don't necessarily think I will make it out of this one and if I do I am not coming back...not without a solid you can have the freaking position as chief you probably would be better suited for it in the first place alhtough I still think you will lead this clan striaght into an post-apocolyptic turn over ,anyway...someday. Hey there is also something on the bottom of the log. just look. Thor's Peace."

When I stopped reading I looked up and saw Fishlegs with one tear rolling down his cheek ,the chief was looking as though someone just stabbed him in the gut and ripped off his beard with one hand. I could only imagine the wave of guilt that would come over everyone that treated him badly, Gobber, Val, and Me where the only ones that Hiccup didn't feel did anything remotely to hurt him in anyway. I never knew Hiccup felt all these painful things ;he didn't deserve to be treated that way, and one thing that struck me the most was what Hiccup said about not returning. Hiccup had been said to not be many,many things ,but one thing he was, was strong willed. I had observed that Hiccup was quite strong...willed...when he needed to be.

" Hiccup I was always proud of you; In a way you are not exactly what I wanted,but you were what I needed,"screamed the Cheif with his eyes pointed up at the sky. To me either the chief thought his son was dead or he was begging Thor to get the message passed onto his son some how. Fishlegs then began to mumble loudly about how sorry he was.

"Hiccup, I don't deserve you forgiveness, and if I ever see you again I will make it up to you somehow I promise," spoken loudly by Fishlegs. Fishlegs then pulled out a little of bread he found by the rock that had a pole with a slashed rope tied to it.

" I found this over by those rocks which means there 70% chance judging by these small bit marks that Hiccup is alive," stated Fishlegs. Although the diagnostic was annoying of Fishlegs ,I got to admit it did seem to set the chief with a sign of slight relief and give him a flicker of hope. I stepped back ,and Fishlegs and Stoick rolled the log over revealing writing.

It read," Camicazi &Hiccup

Forever Friends

Long live the adventures"

"Camicazi sounds sort of familiar ,but I can't put my finger on it,"said Fishlegs.

(no one's POV)

The chief group trudged back to the spot where they said they would meet up with Snotlout's group. By the time they got there the group had been chatting for quite a while. Astrid took the note from the chief and asked if she could read it to them he said okay so she chopped a stud for her to stand on; she got up and read the note as best she could.

When I finished there was bewilderment written all over their faces. Snotlout began to mentally (not physically) crumble into a heap on the ground in guilt, and the twins began to do relapses of confusion.

" What was his double life like?" asked Ruffnut.

"I didn't want to hurt him that bad; I just, I don't know?" repeated Snotlout.

"Calm down, kids, you might never have your questions answered ,but there is a 70% chance Hiccup is alive somewhere out there ,and maybe someday we might see him again," said Stoick giving a hopeful speech.

(Chapter 5)

(Hiccup's POV)

I began to feel a little conscious as I felt a stem or something scrap my back. A little while later, I was sat down in front of a fire pit with the ropes taken of my arms but left on my feet. The vision around me became a bit clearer until I could see the pirate sitting across from me;I waited until they had fallen asleep,and then I reached for the my bag lain on the log next to me. I got it and pulled out my journal, ripped out a page and then took my writing utensil and wrote a letter for whoever may find it and pass it on to my family hopefully. I also found a little dagger in my bag that I had forgotten to take out so I carved a message for my mother in the log I was laid upon. I also promised myself and her that if I lived through all of this I will work hard to become a stronger person in body and mind. I took out the bread and munched upon it until daybreak when the pirates woke up and I stuck the paper under the log. When they were about to put me on the boat, I dropped my bread near the rock. We rode out past the rocks ,and then a bulking ship came up and took us aboard; they instantly grabbed me by the waist and tossed me in the prison chamber. Where I was given a loaf of bread, 4 glasses of water, and a fruit of some kind; this is the all the food I had to last a week.A week went by and on one day I got punched in the stomach, if a prisoner yelled out in pain they would get hurt more ,so I just kept quiet as the scared little kid I was.

Sometimes if I was lucky another captive would be put in my cell ,and sometimes I shared my story with them and they listened and I listened to them it was great to have few people to talk to.

Six months after being tortured and treated as a captive,I started hitting it off with the pirate guards. I started to be thought of less as a captive ,and more of the crew. They no longer kept me locked in the prison cell below deck, they said I am now the cabin boy and do all the jobs no one else wishes to do. I sleep in a hammock in the crew's sleeping wing.

(1year 6months after I was captured: on board the ship called the Almanac)

I have accomplished many things since I was kidnapped. I am just like any other pirate I am just on a lower standing then the rest. I can still sword fight, walk on the mass beams, cut a rope a go sailing up to the crow's nest, I can climb the ropes, pull up the sails, I can even sail the ship without crashing, I can fight with a sword while walking up and down a plank, I can can get free from all ropes that hold me, I can pick a lock, burgle as good as anyone, I can take on 5 pirates at the same time, I can break out of any jail, I can take on a beast twice as big as me, and I can maintain quite a few languages including: Norse, English, Pirate, and Dragonese (which I learned from an old crone who's tongue was replaced with a dragon's.) While I have been here, I have fought with other pirates and won. The captain is actually quite mean and cruel, the guards that watch over the crew keeping them in line are nothing but puppets, and the food is gruefull but keeps a boy alive. Besides all that I actually sorta enjoy raising the sail, washing the dishes, scrubbing the deck, climbing up a tying of loose ropes, and just when it is time to turn in for the night I sneak out and stand at the front of the boat looking out at sea wondering.

I know that any person with a brain would try to escape when they are on a raid, dock at a town, or the crew is given a day or so to enjoy the place they are docked at ,but truthfully I am not ready to go home I probably won't for a long time. Once when we were docked near Iceland, I saw some of the people from my village trading for a few furs and such; I hid a bar for 6 hours trying not to be seen. Just my luck when they finally left the Almanac's Revenge was almost to far from the deck so I had to run off the deck jump into the freezing water and swim up to the side of the boat. A crew member named Emily spotted me and pulled me on board. That night I spent every moment swabbing the deck ,because I was not there to do it when they first set off. I actually really didn't like the captain he was beyond cruel. He was a weather beaten, aged pirate who was cruel ,but not as cruel as the legendary pirates Blackbeard or Captain Flint. Actually he had a stone hand hold over all his pirate crew. He actually was one of the crew members that had escaped Blackbeard and his crew.

I ,on the other hand, had a plan. Me plan was te capture another pirate ship and get a crew and plunder around the seven seas,but actually that was not my plan ;it was sort of a dream. Most of my dreams die within months ,but this one died in minutes,because I then imagined my mother and it was deader then dead. I decided that someday if I am alive after all of this that I might pay my old village a little visit.

One night we were docked in Tortuga. The cavern or bar was inhabited by sailors and pirates alike. Every person was either dranking rum, singing, swaying, fighting, heading upstairs, or telling seastories over bottles of rum. Ah the cavern felt like...a place where I belong. I came to a booth containing The Revenge's crew ,so I sat down next to Emily.

"So where are we headed next?" I asked Emily.

"Why do you want to know," she asked.

"So I can be prepared," I answered.

"Prepared for what," she asked.

"Why do you want to know?" I asked.

"Just curious tis all," replied Emily.

I sighed and said," I just want to know what dangers I have to watch out for."

"Hmm, well we are going to Gillis Island for treasure; there is no danger ,but they say that the treasure is guarded by serpent so fierce it puts hair on a young man's back." she said.

"I heard it comes out at night and preys upon any unfortunate soul that happens to be out and about," said Saber ,he was an older man on the boat.

"I heard stories where a man was on a dinghy, the last he saw was the water gulping him up to never see the light of day again,"said Alder a younger man with sunburned skin and wrinkles from ages of sea water.

"Wow, this scares me a great bit ,but if you scallywags are willing to bare so shall I," I said.

"Aye," they all said in unison before gulping down their glasses of rum.

"So what say ye be grand and tell us how ye came to be on a pirate's ship,"said Saber.

"Okay, see I was taken captive by the Almanac's revenge 2 years ago, and I have been here ever since," I said. With that my fellow pirates became interested.

"How old were you when you were taken?"asked Alder.

"I was 10 going on 11," I replied.

"Ye young that's for sure, youngest pirate I have seen yet,"replied Alder.

"what was ye life like before ya came aboard the Almanac?" ventured Emily.

"I lived in a freezing place called Berk. I was the village outcast that was insured by my cousin Snotlout. My dad was the chief of the tribe. He was always bent up about how I would never be a proper Viking; considering, I couldn't do anything a Viking could do so I guess you could say my life there sucked,"

"Really I mean who wouldn't like you and Viking, wow. They were birds for brains for not appreciating ye. Honestly I have to say ye really would not be cut out for a life like that." said Emily.

"Vikings. How did you ever survive. I have heard stories that Viking's enemies are little firebreathing devils.," said Saber.

"True, Saber. The beasts are called dragons. Emily, yes; I never fit in their I'm not a viking, I am a..." said Hiccup.

"Ye be a pirate" said Emily with a smile.

" Yeah, I am a pirate," said Hiccup. With that statement, the three others looked at each other and smiled. They all got up and grabbed me by me arm ,and led me upstairs to a smokey door. Inside was a man with dozens of tatooes.

"The lad is here to get his first pirate tattoo," said Emily. I then stared wide eyed at the man as he brought out a weird writing device.

"He be a young pirate then. So this is the pirate tatoo that..." before he could finish all three of them had pulled up their sleeves to reveal a human skull on crossbones

"This is gonna hurt isn't it?" I asked.

"Yep," he said cheerfully as he pulled up the my sleeve and position the device over my right wrist.

"Guys, do I have to get a tattoo I mean I am on 12," I pleaded.

"Hiccup, being the cabin boy aboard a pirate ship is adventurous. When the new pirate says out loud and proud the he/she is a pirate,is the time to get the pirate tatoo ,for it is a symbol that means you are accepted into the pirates world as a true pirate," said Alder.

"Hiccup, we all have had that very symbol tatooed to our wrists; it basically is a tradition or a trademark," said Emily.

(Time skip)

"Ouch, dang that hurts," I scrieched as we were walking out of the tattoo parlor.

"It's okay it stops hurting after a while," said Emily.

"Why did you guys make me get a tattoo I mean it isn't like the pirate tattoo is required." I said.

"Well we sort of wanted to make it official that you are a pirate. That way if you ever see your dad again, he won't try to make you be a viking,"said Saber.

"You guys made me get a tattoo ,because you thought my dad would not accept that I was a pirate; unless, I had something permanetly embedded into my skin," I said doubtfully.

"Well when you say it like that it sort of doesn't make sense," said Alder.

"Okay how many?"I asked reluctantly.

"9,"said Saber.

"5,"said Alder.

"6," said Emily.

"So let me get this straight, I got forced to get a pirate tattoo by 3 drunken pirates. Wow! I must be pretty dumb to let that happen,"I said a bit dazed.

"Sorry we forced you Hiccup. I guess now that what we did has sunk in, we are a bit more sober then what we started with," replied Alder. While Alder was apologizing, Saber headed back upstairs, and jumped over the side of the rail and is now swinging on the chandelier.

"Tis okay. I guess a tattoo isn't that at least now I have no way of denying that I am a pirate from the Englander's if I get caught," I said very grimly,for I knew that if I ever got caught I would surely hang.

"Well, you got spirit and your very crafty when it comes to almost getting caught. I'd say you would have a good chance of making it out of there," replied Emily.

"Yeah ,I guess your right," I said as we boarded the Almanac's Revenge. As I lied in my hammock, I drifted off to sleep. That night I dreamed of my mom and what she would say when she saw me; gobber ,what he would say; and everyone else. As a year passed I began to forget faces and such, but I did not forget my mother's kind face or Gobber's witty humor. Later that year after the visit in Tortuga we headed to Gillis Island in search of gold when we got there we were attacked by a sea creature ;in which yours trully...with the help of a few others defeated. After that we just sailed all over the place fighting,pileging, or just doing stupid things while drunk. Then we stopped in a common secret pirate port where I finally had a nice long bath after months of freezing short ones and getting new clothes ,but this didn't mean this would be a good night for me; this night would be a bad one in a long history of bad nights. This night was the night I was taken captive by Romans and put in the collosuem to be a gladiator. Interesting story to tell the future children of the next generation...huh.