Welcome, back. So this is my second HTTYD fanfic. Point out anything that feels out of place and enjoy this story.
A small village comes into view, ten to twelve houses, a few shops and offices and a shining mini-mansion. A lady wearing a casual gown was running around in it, "Jackie, where are you? It's time for lessons! I believe that if you miss any more you won't be eligible to become the next queen!" A young six year old peeked out from behind a door, "Mommy, do I have to? Daddy and the other men have gone to some trip. I can practice my stealth and follow him!" The mother's face clouds, thinking about the mission her husband had set off on. "Fine. Only because you are hiding with Daddy." she said. The girl nodded, she had brownish red hair and a cinnamon roll attitude clouding her masculine confidence and bravery. She flung on her bag and set off into the distance, leaving her mother behind. Behind her, the mother look at her retreating back and thought, This isn't right. My sons should be going off into war, to recover something sacred to us. My daughter should stay here, cooking and cleaning and supporting her husband. But what could she do? Jackie had already started using guns and darts, coding and enhancing the virtual security rather than learning the traditional home recipes. She lifted her hands in prayer, "Oh, Odin. Protect her. She has never done a wrong." but how far would prayers get her in this game?
Chief Scaler was approaching a cattle ranch. Generations ago, their tribe had been thrown off that land when the Spaniards landed. What the people who had thrown them off didn't realize was that they had to preform a sacred ritual whenever an Heir which fulfilled the results using materials found exclusively there. Ten seconds into the fight and the entire force was dead and machine guns were still shooting from the other side. Worst of all, the general was down and he could see Jackie dodging bullets in an attempt to get to him "J-Jackie, remember my lessons. Be a good Chief. R-Remember to carry out the ritual and put the tribe before everything else." Scaler said as Jackie was yanked away from, feeling the girl grab the scroll in his hand. Jackie was plopped down in front of a man with smooth features and vicious eyes. Jackie introduced herself in a cold yet dignified way, "Jackie Scaler, Heir to the Mayan Meathead clan." The man introduced himself in a rather demeaning way, "Thuggory, Heir to the Berkian Cattle and Riding ranch. And quite soon, ruler of the Mayan Meathead clan." Jackie looked at him curiously, "How?" Thuggory looked down at her, "Your dad is gone so I suppose your mum needs a new husband and I'm willing to comply." Jackie's blood froze, she turned around to face the man, "Please, all I want to do is to finish this ritual. I'll work to earn the stuff from you, just leave my mother alone." Thuggory nodded slowly with the air of someone making a huge sacrifice, "You can work as the weapons apprentice. Once your teacher deems youskill you can leave unharmed. You can gather the ingredients you need for that ritual during your free hours starting from next week. Now go to the kitchens and ask for old Gobber." Jackie nodded dumbly and ran to a nearby hut that was marked servants kitchens. What she saw when she entered was some kind of pub with old drunk workers singing out of tune. They all fell silent when they saw they young girl. "H-Hi. I am Gobber's new apprentice ." She stuttered and the men stared expectingly at her before a blond man with a missing foot and hand stood up, "Aye. That's meh lass." He slurred in a strong Scottish accent. He looked her up and down, "A bit young buh I'll train yeh up!" Jackie looked at the buff man and cracked a smile, "I'll take your word for it!" "So, why are yeh here? Yeh're too young to be here willfully." He asked "Thuggory threatened my tribe and my father wanted me to complete this ritual. Once I graduate from apprentice position My tribe and I will be untouched by them." Gobber looked at the scroll she was carrying, "Ole Gobber'll help yeh get those things. I like yeh, yeh're small but yeh're tougher th'n most. I make guns and other weapons, yeh'll get used to the weapons soon enough and I'll even teach yeh how to use 'em!" It was gonna be fun what with this old man teaching her how to use army guns.
Okay, this was short but I will see to that later. Also this story is like when the Spaniards entered America and threw the Mayans off the fertile land. Except one tribe held a grudge because they had something important there and that grudge went up to the present day. By the way this happened FIVE years before the events of 'How to be a Rebel'