A Re-Awakening
Chapter One: A New Dragon Awakens
If only Hiccup knew…
About, perhaps, maybe 1,000 miles away from the Isle of Berk, as the dragon flies, chaos ensued. Village ved sjøen was under attack ('Village by the Sea', in Norwegian). Massive random bursts of pure fire lit up the night sky. Small dragons flew around and ransacked homes. Villagers screamed and ran around, some jumping into the nearby ocean if they were hit by an unlucky burst of dragon-fire.
The chief of the village, Chetlevan, and the isle itself, ordered an evacuation. However, though, as you already now know, he might have been a bit too late. At this point, though, he didn't really care if his village survived. He just sprinted down the dirt roads downhill to the sea as fast as he could as the houses and villagers were destroyed around him, exploded, set on fire, or simply actually blown apart by dragons he did not know the names of. Now Chetlevan was selfish. He just wanted to survive, with disregards to the rest of the innocent villagers. Hah! There was the dock! He found the nearest one-person rowboat, and leaped in.
Chetlevan was also exceedingly chubby, perhaps 300 pounds in weight. Gasping for breath, he picked up the oars and began to row… all of a sudden, he was more out of breath then he should have been. And then he felt it; a sudden sickening feeling as if all of the oxygen in the air around him and inside his lungs had been… sucked out. He slowly looked up. A plume of pure fire almost a half mile wide plunged through the clouds, seemingly incinerating the clouds themselves. And it was coming right for Chetlevan. Seconds later, the fire found its target. Village ved sjøen was no more.
'Beautiful day, wouldn't ya say, Hiccup?!' said Stoick cheerily. They were sailing through the Little Islands of Black Heart Bay. Hiccup nodded, and awkwardly rested his metal leg on the bow of the small sailboat. He felt strange today… couldn't quite place it. Overhead, Toothless flew. Hiccup looked up with pride at his dragon. They had been through so much together, Hiccup and Toothless almost shared a same brain. Toothless dipped and made a strange gurgling sound in his throat that resonated through the air. Toothless was trying to tell him something. Nobody else could tell what Toothless was trying to say, of course, so Hiccup and Toothless were on their own.
'What is it, buddy?' Hiccup asked Toothless, standing up. Stoic no longer gave him strange looks when he talked to his dragon. Toothless made a couple of strange body gestures. Hiccup sat back down. Yes, Toothless was trying to get an important message through. He thought hard… yes! He had seen that gesture before! But where was it?... He furrowed his brow. It had been on a dark, misty night, on one of his first rides with Astrid… Hiccup jumped up. He knew exactly what Toothless was trying to tell him. Hiccup felt sick. He debated whether to inform his dad.
He'll be angry! One side of him said. Just tell him it isn't your fault! The other said. This threat could end all that you have worked for for the past six years. It could even end all of Berk! Said the second side again. Hiccup stood up again, limping a bit on his metal foot. Hiccup slowly walked down the port side of the boat to the stern, and sat down next to Stoick. Stoick did not turn his head from the tiller, but Hiccup could sense him listening intently. Swallowing the fear that his dad would be angry, and that the new threat really would come true, Hiccup opened his mouth, and began to speak quietly; 'Do you remember the Red Death?'
