Hiccup, look at the kids on wonder. He remembered them playing a similar game about five years ago. Except they were older now, faster, stronger, and more technical. This was the sport that most kids played besides dragon races. The kids had invented themselves.

Hiccup was now 20 years old. He father pasted away and mother and him had been reunited. Toothless was now the new alpha of the dragons of Berk. Bloodfist had been defeated and Hiccup was now chief. Ten months had past since these events, and Hiccup had now settled with reality and had became a decent chief, as Toothless became a loving Alpha.

Now on his off time, Hiccup watched the teens of the village go at it in a sport they had created five years ago. Of course they had made up the sport when they were about ten. At the time nobody really cared. But as the kids grew, so did the game. It became more physical, thus more entertaining to watch. And now the game gathered small crowds.

The game played with eight of each team on the pitch (as the teens called it, because fields were use as farm uses) at a time. A ball, which was made of leather compacted together, was used to score. Two posts at the ends of the pitch were placed, one team would protect one and the other team would protect the other post. The objective was to kick the ball, with using your arms, between the posts. All other body parts were used except for the arms, only one player of each team could use their arm but they could only travel so far on the pitch which was judged by a painted box that enclosed the teams post, this player was called the caver. The area to play on the pitch was fairly large and was also marked by painted to indicate the boundaries. All the other players were free to roam the pitch. The kids took the opportunity to play whenever they got the chance, except when it was raining because the ball would get heavy and wet. And since the head was a commonly used to strike the ball when in the air, players would knock themselves out.

Hiccup, as much as he likes watching, never had the desire to participated. His prosthesis gave him limited ability to play, but he wouldn't want to play even if he had two legs. The kids put stubs on thin boots to get traction, but they weren't always used for their purpose. The kid would slid to tackle each other and step on another hands with the studded boots when the opportunity was presented. They would also elbow each other in the ribs and face. They would also "accidently" kick each other while trying to kick the ball, whether it were in the air or not. Over all in was a sport for the ruthless and fit teens, not the disabled or fat adults.

Today, the match was between the Razorbacks and Arsenal (the kids named their own teams to organize themselves). The Razorbacks were preferred to wear black as the Arsenal preferred to wear a sea green. Much to Hiccups and Toothless presence, they like the Black Razorbacks.

For today, Dragon races were not to be played. So the game brought a suspiring large crowed. The parents and family of the teams were presented and they installed a completive atmosphere with chanting and cheering. Soon the rest of the crowed joined in and it soon became a us against them deal. Hiccup couldn't help but to be enthralled.

The match was in the middle of the village, so people started to sit on nearby buildings to get a better view of the match due to a gathering crowed, soon it seemed the whole village was there.

Hiccup stared to cheer for the razor backs and toothless quietly sat next to him knowing the competitive nature humans.

Finally the match begun. Arsenal began with the ball and passed it to the back toward their own posts to keep the ball. The boys passed and played. Then the outside left back took his first touch with him up field foot, then to realize that he was about to be tackled by a Razorback. It was too late to advert the tackle, the Razorback slid on the ground with his feet leading the tackle. The Arsenal player feet were swept from under him and so was the ball. The Arsenal player flipped and land on his side while the Razorback player was already on his feet with the ball.

The crowd cheered with excitement, but the energy would not be lost for the Razorback were deep in Arsenal Territory. The Razorback player that won the ball look it up to see a fellow player in the box where the Arsenal caver was and the posts of Arsenal were. The Razorback whipped in the ball with pace to find the head of the Razorback striker (a offensive position called striker). The ball was instantly redirected to the far post to the left, a defender that had tried to beat the striker failed and the ball bounded of the ground to pass through the Arsenal cavers hands.

Uproar of cheer filled the village, which included Hiccups yells too. The Razorbacks cheered at such an early goal hugging each other in success. Arsenal already looked defeated, as their caver tossed to ball back to the center of the field.

Hiccup was ecstatic, then he felt someone strike his arm. Looking to his left he saw Astrid. "I didn't know of this pride of yours." She stated with a smirk on her face.

"Well, the sport gets to you." Hiccup said with his unmanly voice.

Arsenal soon resumed with the ball. They passed through the center of the field with no challenge. Then their star striker, Greenlee check to the fellow Arsenal player who feed the ball to Greenlee. Greenlee turned to face his defender. The defender advance. Greenlee flicked his legs around the ball like a pair of scissors. It fooled the defender for he stuck his foot in to attempted to knock the ball from his feet, Greenlee moved the ball just in time and stride pass the defender. The next defender began to slid in for a tackle, Greenlee responded by rolling the ball up his calf and flicking it with his back heel causing the ball flip in the air from behind Greenlee over his head like a rainbow. He jumped over the defender slid tackle and settled the ball at his feet. Now Greenlee was in front of the goal, just him and the caver. The Razorback keeper stepped forward, Greenlee then rocketed a shot far post. Score, no chance for the caver. Hiccup looked away in disgust as Arsenal fans cheered.

"whoww" Astrid cheered. "What happened anyway?" She soon asked afterwards.

"You know that game those kids made up when we were younger, you know with their feet?" Hiccup asked.

"well yeah, their playing it right now." Hiccup said.

"Yeah I know." Astrid said.

"Well, my team just got scored on." Hiccup stated.

"You just like them because they wear black." Astrid stated.

"Pretty much." Hiccup said with no shame.

The game played on for about 45 minutes with no new results. Then the game got interesting with tackle just outside the caver box of the razors. They player argued about the tackle and the confused crowd watched as an arsenal player placed the ball where the player had been tackled. Hiccup soon realized that Arsenal had been rewarded a free kick for a brutal tackle.

The Razor player formed a human wall ten yard away from the ball with the razor caver directing the wall. Finally the players were ready for play, the Arsenal kicker was Crazelott. He had crazy red hair and freckles covering his face. The players motioned for the kick to come. Crazelott stalked up for the kick. He made a few small steps then his steps became bigger, he struck the ball and it curved around the wall hitting the near post and smashing in the posts. The caver stood their amazed and shocked. The ball zipped passed the caver leaving no chance.

Soon after the game was over, Arsenal two, Razorbacks 1. Hiccup scowled in lost. The town was in amazement for an hour. The teens went home to wash up and rest as the town returned to their business usual. But in the near feature, Hiccup and the town would want more.