Prologue: Birth
One pleasant winter evening, just a few weeks before the harsh winter, a scream pierced the night, followed by the cry of a baby. Chief Stock the Vast, oh-hear-his-name-and-tremble-ugh, ugh, heaved a great sigh of relief, and walked towards his house to greet his child into the world.
Another scream froze him in his tracks, and a few moments later came another cry. The village elder came out of the house wearing a weary smile. Stopping in front of the chief, she drew in the dirt with her staff in her unique way. The chief looked at the drawing on the dirt for a second, and ran into the hut.
The elder smiled. The twin children of Stoick and Valka Haddock would change the world.
A/N:
Hey guys! Just at taster on what is probably an overdone fic, but it might be different (It's different from what I've read, but I haven't exactly read all that many). This is my first fanfic, so please, be kind. Constructive criticism would be appreciated though.
Tell me what you think!
