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This is Berk, it's twelve days north of hopeless and a few degrees south of freezing to death. It's located solidly on the meridian of misery, but the main problem is the pest. Where most people have mosquitoes, rats, and mice we have... DRAGONS!
Dragons fly over the village taking all the sheep, yaks and chickens. A young Viking runs through the mess of Vikings fighting dragons to the blacksmith's. He trips and falls on the ground and a large Viking roars a battle cry and stops right above him.
"AHHHHHH mornin," he said before running off again attacking a dragon. Hiccup got up and ran to the forge where another large Viking was handing out weapons to the other Vikings.
"Look who decided to show up, thought ye were taken off by a dragon." He said looking at Hiccup.
"Psh, dragons can't handle all this raw vikingness." Hiccup replied trying to flex but failing.
"Well every dragon needs a toothpick." The older Viking said, "now get to work."
"Oh come on Gobber, let me out there."
"No Hiccup, ye can' pick up a sword, ye can' swing an ax and ye can' throw one of these." Gobber said while holding up a bolas. Just has he did someone grabbed lit and threw it at a dragon capturing it.
"True but that's why I made this to help me out." Hiccup said opening a mechanical device. As soon as it was opened a pair of bolas shot out and hit another Viking. "just some calibrations are off but..."
"No Hiccup, if I see tha' ye go ou' I'll make you polish every ax and sword in the armory." With that Gobber ran out roaring a battle cry and Hiccup huffed and started sharpening weapons.
After the dragon attack was over Hiccup trudged back to his house. He just wanted to help but no one would give him a chance. He opened the door and of course his father wasn't home. Sighing he went to his room and flopped on his bed. He didn't know what to do anymore, he could barely toss a dagger and the only knife he had was so small it wouldn't be able to kill anything. If only he was stronger he could actually be noticed, maybe even have a friend.
He technically did have a friend but she disappeared a few days after they met, he spent weeks on end looking for her in the woods. He still remember her name... Yang, she had long blonde hair, lilac eyes, a very short temper and a glare that even scared Astrid away.
Astrid. Now she was something else. She was beautiful, strong, just perfect in his mind. He knew he had no chance of being with her, mainly she was the strongest of their age and he was the weakest. After about an hour Hiccup got up and decided to walk through the woods to clear his head. As he walked he kicked a pebble into a stream and looked around, maybe he should just run away and start training, and once he was strong enough he would return and maybe, hopefully impress Astrid and he would be able to help in dragon raids. He wouldn't be Hiccup the Useless anymore. A smile spread across his face as he ran deeper into the woods ready to start training.