The town trapped by winter was its nickname. Yes the little town just of the coast of Berk was surrounded by snow and frosted windows. Both blessed and cursed by a winter spirit. Children spoke of him in hush tones on snowy evenings in groups or singulars watching, waiting for the spirit they called Jokul Frosti. The frozen pond it was well known for freezing over in a matter of seconds, a mystery those adults could never understand, but the children knew well that it was the work of Jokul Frosti.

So here sat Hiccup, alone. His small frame shaking in the cold snow clutching the camera firmly between his hands, waiting. He felt as if it had been years since he sat down. The small 9 year old had his mind set to get the first photographic evidence of the spirit hoping to get noticed to get a friend other than his mother.

10pm

The evening drifting on Hiccup going with it almost asleep he sat his back numb from the cold.

10:30pm

By this time he was nodding off every few second's soft chills running through his spine being the only thing keeping him awake. Snow fell from the sky as he nodded off for the fourth time in the last two minutes he failed to notice the winter spirit fly down the wind softly following him.

11pm

A flash of light pierced through the darkness for a few seconds.

The spirit jumped at the flash of light and snapping sound of a camera turning from his place to face the source of the flash. Hiccup sunk a little, it was looking at him Jokul Frosti was looking at him the blue eyes piercing through the darkness and lighting up the glint in Hiccup's forest eyes. He stood up shaking his head and shakily walking in the other direction, he did what he had to and now he headed home.

As he walked home he was shocked to find the spirit hadn't shown up on the image and editing the lighting trying to get something he sighed. Leaning back in his chair and closing his eyes the blue piercing eyes shining under his closed eye lids. He was tired and irritated, he needed to sleep.

Maybe it had all been a dream. But it wasn't.

Exactly 7 years later.

Hiccup sighed closing his locker some friends making him jump as they patted his back "So, what's the plan for tonight?" one asked as Hiccup groaned. "Nothing much" he answered "I'm going to do some homework so I can't come to Snotlout's with you…probably wouldn't be able to my dad doesn't like adolescent drug addicts who hit on girls way too young for him" He then added as the group before him erupted in laughter, he knew it wasn't supposed to be a joke but ignored his mind and left them to it.

Finally escaping his friends at his front door he got into the forest Camera in hand. He was trying again he knew it was only 4pm but the snow still fell. He took it as a sign. The pond still looked the same as he looked around from all those years ago he remembered it well, especially those piercing blue eyes that haunted him almost all the time.

The spirit was hiding Hiccup knew It "Hello…?" he called out voice more questioning than confident.

No answer. "Hello?" he called again more certain this time "Jokul Frosti?" it was silent after that before he heard a small chuckle.

"Please, It's Jack"

Hello~! I hope you enjoyed this first chapter thing. I don't really know where I'm going with it. Hopefully somewhere I have something up my sleeve. I hope you enjoyed it even though it wasn't good.

Sorry if I suck

Hugs and snowflakes ~Finn.