HTTYD Fanfic up next! So everyone who's been reading any of my other works know that I'm obviously a giant dragon fanatic and that'll never ever change so don't even attempt to whine and bitch at me about 'changing up my style/subjects'. You Guys are nice to me, I'll be nice to you!

Summary:

We come into this world unknown... But know that we are not alone... They try and knock us down... But change is coming, it's our time now! Cause' we are all misfits living in a world on fire! We sing this for all the people like us... You've just gotta turn it up loud when the flames get higher! unite and sing for the people like us, all those People Like Us.

An AU featuring my own OC.

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Key:

"Humans Talking"

'Humans Thinking'

"Dragons Talking"

'Dragons Thinking'

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Prologue: The Wail of Hope

"Newmoon, wake up."

Bright blue glowing eyes became visible in the inky blackness of the cave as a masculine voice gently tugged the female from her slumber. "What is it, Blackstar?" the female asked groggily. There was snuffling and a low rumble made the rocky ground vibrate underneath their nesting forms, forms which curled around a halfway smaller one identical to the two larger. "I smell blood." That woke the female up instantly. "What? Who's? What kind?"

The male sniffed the air and shook his head. "Human." Then a piercing wail tore through the night, making the two creatures shoot to their feet; every hatchling, be it human, dragon, bird, or whatever else, has a call. To bring comfort, company, food, healing, nurturing. It blasts every ounce of parental instinct to the front immediately. That cry woke the third form and made the three dragons rise; graceful, regal, and majestic night furies fly out of their cave and take to the air in search of the crying sound's source. They circled around their territory, looking down onto the earth below.

Finally, the female called out. "I've found it!" Converging and landing, the three dragons approached the scene.

It was a massacre.

Humans lay everywhere, their strange dwellings on fire, their chests wither sporting pointy metal sticks sticking out of them or a pool of blood underneath their cold bodies.

"It's awful..." the young night fury whispered in shock. "Humans are barbarians..." the female dragon said in soft mortification. "They slaughter their own for such petty reasons: pleasure. Ownership of territory. It's disgusting."

Then the shrill cry came again. "It's this way!" the young male night fury called and led his parents to the edge of the human colony. They approached a smaller adult human female, smaller compared to their usual humankind when adults, lying in a pool of blood with a small stick protruding from her chest. The female was trying to soothe a hatchling human. The one that was crying.

"Newmoon, try to interact with her," Blackstar said to his mate. "I think she may be different from the other humans. I... don't smell any dragon blood, from past or present, on her at all. It's as if she's never killed a dragon before."

With a nod the beautiful black dragoness slowly crept towards the lone human trying to sooth her hatchling. Letting out a crooning warble the dragoness got the human's attention. The human's eyes widened and she reached into her floppy skin to pull out another metal object, only it was much smaller. The dragoness could hear the female's heart, slowly getting weaker as it was, beat faster with the scent of fear saturating the air.

The dragoness halted and relaxed her posture. Lying on her belly on the ground she gazed with wide pupils at the frightened human and hatchling. Letting out another warble the dragoness tried to make herself look as harmless as possible.

And it worked.

The human dropped her pointy metal and curled in pn her hatchling, murmuring soft sounds to its crying form. The dragoness crept closer to the two humans and sniffed at them. Sadness flooded her blue eyes. The human female looked up at the dragoness' eyes and saw the raw emotion that filled them.

'By the power of Thor...'

The human knew she wasn't going to make It so she made a decision that, deep down, she knew was the greatest anyone would ever make:

She gave the dragoness her baby girl.

The human had never seen such understanding in any creature's eyes before, not even a human's. She instinctively knew these dragons, these flying, fire-breathing night furies, would take care of her little girl.

As she set the baby down in front of the dragoness she whispered, "Please take care of my daughter..."

And then, the weakened human closed her eyes and let her soul join her husbands' in Valhalla.

"Mother-." "I know, Nightstreak. We'll have to be extra careful with this hatchling." "What'll we call her?" "How about you pick?"

The new big brother night fury thought for a moment. "Teine Fonn."

Blackstar snorted smoke in amusement. "Odd name, that one. Why?" "She's a human, but she's going to be one of us night furies," Nightstreak explained. "Teine is for how she lights up the room with her happiness, 'Fire', and 'Fonn' is for her human side- I've a feeling she'll have a beautiful voice, and that that voice will unite the world."

If only the two mates of the young night fury knew how right their son would be...

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