My first HTTYD fanfiction, been catching up on the canon and books. Forgive if I have errors, I'm only 15 after all and ready to get a permit. High school is always fun, too. (Warning: This is a Modern AU; don't like, don't read.) I am already typing two other fanfics, trying to test myself on how many I can do at a time before being overworked. Since this the Prologue, it's not going to be too long, but the other chapters will be around 3k words.
"Fishlegs," Hiccup Haddock spoke, looking to his long time friend. He looked at the big figure next to him, who was reading the Book of Dragons. "Did they follow him?"
"Yes, friend," Fishlegs Ingerman answered, his eyes leaving the texts and meeting Hiccup's friendly gaze. "They are heading north, every single one of them."
"I'm sure Toothless and the others are going to take care of them," Hiccup spoke, looking at his hand; his wrinkly, old hand. Getting up from his seat, he looked out the window of his house. The sky was bright blue with the sun's rays cleansing over the land. The birds chirped and the grass blew with the direction of the wind. The skinny viking then looked at the mirror he made. "Life went fast, Fishlegs." Hiccup had grey, almost white hair on his head and face. He also had the cape of the chief that was made just like his father. He then remembered the dark event, but shook it away.
"It sure did, Hiccup," Fishlegs replied, scratching his chin. "I can't believe we have grandkids now. I didn't think I would ever get to the age of seeing them."
"Me neither," Hiccup agreed. "After all we've been through: The Red Death, Alvin, Dagur, The Screaming Death, Viggo, Drago. It feels like the list goes on."
"Well, it stopped years ago," Fishlegs insured his friend. "Our adventurous lives have passed. Now it's time to live in peace and harmony."
"I could never agree more," Hiccup admitted. "I can't believe that the dragons are gone now. All of our adventures with them, it seemed like it was yesterday."
"Who doesn't Hiccup," Fishlegs spoke in his broad voice, getting up to be with his good friend. Placing one of his large hands on Hiccup's skinny build, Fishlegs solemnly looked into the mirror. "But you made the right call: sending them away was the best choice for all of humanity. The dragons will no longer be hunted, enslaved, killed . . . or trained, which I hate to say. Many species of dragons haven't been discovered, but it's a good thing."
The door to Hiccup's house was opened, and the two partners looked up to see Astrid standing there. Her silver hair was braided like when she was a teenager. Her azure eyes looked at the two friends with curiosity, but that wasn't on her mind.
"Hiccup," she spoke softly. "The tribe is ready to hear the next course of dragon."
"Right," Hiccup replied, his voice scratchy from old age. "Toothless . . . " He tried to call his best four-legged friend, but remembered where he had gone. Hiccup closed his eyes to prevent tears, but no avail. They streamed down his face, and he felt Astrid wrap her arms around his shoulders.
"I'm sorry, but he's gone," Astrid spoke. "Just like Stormfly and the others."
"I know," Hiccup said, but somehow he couldn't believe they were gone. He then thought of something. "Tell the tribe to wait for me, I got one last thing to do." Fishlegs and Astrid didn't ask, but Astrid placed a kissed on his cheek, giving him a smile before leaving, closing the door behind them.
He looked in the mirror for a few more moments, then went to table, grabbing a charcoal pen and paper in the process. Taking his seat at the table, he then began writing. His hand was shaking as the thought of his moments with Toothless. He thought of the battles they fought, the dragons they trained, the enemies they defeated, and the people the saved. He sighed, trying to control his emotions as he wrote.
Dear Descendants,
There is a world you might not know of in the decades, or centuries, but it was an amazing one. In my lifetime, I have seen creatures that are magnificent in the sky, graceful on the land, dangerous in battle, and adoring to their allies. They were my best friends, and my entire life. I spent my time dedicated to them as a teenager before taking the responsibilities of the tribes on which my father passed down to me. Even then, I still spent time studying, caring, and training them.
I am talking about dragons that roamed the skies, earth, and sea. Their history goes back to ours and how we fought them, unfortunately. They were formidable opponents to humans, including the dragons that controlled them against their will, thus making our life living hell. It seemed like they were going to doom us, until I met one. He was the rarest of all dragons, and the only one I've seen in my life. His scales were as black as night, making him deadlier than most dragons. His speed was amazing, being able to avoid projectiles. His weapon was the most dangerous of all, the plasma blast. He was the offspring of lightning and death himself, and I named him Toothless and he was a Night Fury.
After I shot him down, which I thought was a good idea at the time, I began to understand that there was more than killing in the dragon's mind. He showed me that there was more to a dragon than just a enemy to us, but they could also be helpers, fellow soldiers, and our protectors. They helped us fight many battles against the evils of the archipelago.
Of course, I began training him the week after I found him the cove, which was a temporary home to him and safe haven. That was the time when vikings killed dragons and mounted them on the walls as trophies. That to me, felt like a horrifying yesterday even though it was some sixty plus years ago. I began unlocked mysteries no viking had ever known before, and I used them to help me train other species of dragon. Soon, most dragons began to like me, even though my own race was a threat to theirs.
It was only a few months later when my father found out and used my Night Fury friend as a guide to eliminate the dragon's nest. Except, there was one problem, and that was a dragon the size of the mountain lived in the volcano. We lost many vikings that day, but in the end, dragons became our best friends. That was also that my lifetime crush really kissed me.
Hiccup chuckled at that last sentence, but continued to write on.
Soon, our lives were infinitely better with the dragons; they helped us with daily tasks and in exchange, we provided a place for them to live. We began to train the dragons my friends chose as their partners in adventure.
Since Toothless lost his tail fin when I shot him down and I lost my leg, we became pals, but we also depended on one another. When we flew together, it was as if Odin chose us for each other. Toothless and I were unstoppable, well, most of the time anyways.
My girlfriend, now wife, Astrid chose a Deadly Nadder whom she called Stormfly. The trained in the art of fighting together. It was hard not to separate them, especially when they created a bond over violence and fighting technique. She was a Valkyrie when she rode Stormfly; it was a true sight to see any day of the year.
Snotlout, my muscular cousin, chose Hookfang, which was one of the deadliest dragons known to us. Able to light his scales on fire when commanded, they instantly had a lot of things in common. For one, they both had a short tempers when they were insulted; and second was that they showed no respect for each other until it was life or death.
Fishlegs, my lifelong friend, had picked a Gronckle, which ate rocks and only rocks. They both had the instinct of fear whenever something scary and impossible came their way, but they still remained loyal to the gang and I. The one thing about him, though, was that you would pay the price if you hurt a dragon, especially baby ones.
Tuffnut and Ruffnut were considered the annoying ones, but they solved your problems without realizing it. They bonded with a Zippleback, which had two heads, and that was nice since they were twins. They usually blew stuff up when they were bored, and if not that, they usually disobeyed the most strict order.
Ever since we became a group, we had become the adventurous teenagers of Berk, my home island, but we were also the protectors from certain dragons and evil people like Alvin, Dagur, Viggo, Ryker, and Drago. We have been the first to see the most interesting species of dragons. They revealed to us the most fascinating things they could do, and I would never forget it. Strengths and weaknesses of these dragons helped get through the hard times.
We founded "The Edge" which was our outpost to study the dragons beyond the archipelago, and boy was it an adventure. We found dragons we thought never existed, and they showed how much they liked us, too.
Ever since then, we faced the path of our tribe's destruction more than once, but we prevailed, even after losing my father who was one of the best known chiefs to my people. I was so afraid that I would be like him, and that the tribe would be the only thing in my future. That wasn't the case though, and I was still able to deal with dragons and their species. They are actually very good companions. The most incredible part of my life was that Toothless found another Night Fury to be mates with, and that memory will never be removed from my brain.
This concludes the letter I have written to my descendants, and I hope you will be able to experience what I have experienced very soon. This is where I will tell you the location of the dragons, and the nest of the Alpha, the leader of all the dragons.
There are three challenges that you will pass that will be with this letter.
This is how the dragons come to earth to live in harmony with humans, but there needs to be a leader next to the Alpha so the humans keep the promise for the safety of all dragons, even if they are dangerous.
This letter will pass down to you, my descendant, and you will have the chance to fulfill something, The Original Dragon Trainer, Hiccup Haddock the III, will not be able to do.
May the Gods be with you,
Hiccup Haddock the III, Chief of the Hairy Hooligan Tribe.
Hiccup set down the charcoal pencil and looked at the letter, reading over it. He couldn't help but to see tears come down his eyes as he remembered the good times with his father, friends, his love, and his dragon friend, Toothless the Night Fury.
"Don't worry bud, the humans and dragons will live together once again, when the time is right," Hiccup spoke to himself, closing his eyes to see his friends cat like eyes gaze at him. "And our descendants will reunite with each other once more."