Astrid, the thin blonde founding member of the dragon riders was riding her large blue dragon on patrol. But that night was different, the island was experiencing a thunder storm unlike anything she had ever seen before. She knew she needed to land, but was suddenly caught up in a torrent of wind that appeared to be pushing her straight towards a massive blast of lighting.

Meanwhile thousands of years in the future a small outpost called bloodgluch was experiencing something similar- but it was not the work of nature. Team blue had been working on a teleporter, but they didn't have it down quite yet- and they may or may not have ripped a hole in the fabric of time and space by trying to harness lighting as a power source.

Astrid Crashed down in the middle of a "war" of sorts. Two teams of 4; team Red and team Blue, as she would grow to learn were in a constant battle that seemed to only involve watching each other and guarding a flag.

She had crashed in the "blue" side of the canyon where she was greeted by a happy solider wearing aqua blue "armor"

"Are you ok darlin'? and your...um what is that animal? oh I'm sorry, where are my manners I'm Captain Butch Flowers, and this is team Blue."He said helping her to her feet. He seemed nice enough, but the rest of his team was keeping their distance.

"Her flying pony looks scary!" said a darker blue solider.

"Thanks, I'm Astrid and this is Stormfly, my ...dragon and I assure you she's not …scary." This was so strange to her, but at least this Captain Flowers guy seemed nice.

"Your what?!" shouted a different lighter blue solider. He decided to come closer and take a shot in the dark as to why a dragon and a girl dressed in Viking gear was now at their base. "um.. Miss, where are you from? By that I mean country and YEAR."

"Church be polite and introduce yourself. Miss Astrid this is Church." Flowers motioned.

"I'm from Berk, an island in the north Atlantic and the year was 780...ad." she added, as if it made this situation any easier to comprehend.

"oh (swear word Astrid had never heard before)!" Church said, heading back to the base to find a way to fix what they had done.

"Can I pet your flying pony!" shouted the dark blue solider. He was now jogging toward her."My name is Caboose- since Captain Flowers says it's rude to talk to you without saying our names."

"um..ok.. this is Stormfly. You can pet her but you need to follow my directions." luckily the directions were pretty simple."First you face away, next you touch her nose." She even demonstrated the two motions.

"How can I touch her nose if I'm facing away." Even with his armor he was concerned about what would happen if he missed.

"It's not difficult, I promise." She even positioned his body for step one.

"ok. Flying pony please don't bite my hand off." since Stormfly was already a trained dragon the process went smoothly.

"very good." she smiled.

"Now I want to ride the flying pony!" he declared.

"sure, why not." She shrugged. She was stuck here, might as well make friends.

"Stop saying flying pony- she just said it was a dragon." said Tucker, the 3rd member of the team.

"Don't be silly Tucker, there's no such thing as dragons." Caboose shouted as he mounted and took off to freak out the red team.

"Sorry about him", Tucker turned to the mysterious girl.

"it's ok, I have my own versions on my team." she said, watching how well Caboose could fly her dragon.

"Versions? You have two of annoying idiots?"Secretly Tucker wanted to ride the dragon.

"They're actually twins. They can get annoying at times and their work ethic is terrible, but if you can harness their creativity, good things can happen." she was not 100% sure she believed that, but that was her friend Hiccup's way of thinking.

"Good things?"Tucker laughed.

"All it takes is good leadership." again talking about Hiccup. She hoped her best friend could find a way to locate her.

She got a tour of the very sparse base and an invite to sleep in the hallway. But she was too anxious to sleep, so she joined Captain Flowers on the night watch.

"Does Stormfly ever sleep?" Flowers asked as the dragon followed them.

"She's just anxious, since we have no idea how we're going to get home." She stretched her back, she was tired and it would be nice to sleep but this place was just too strange.

"Church is…well he can figure this out." Flowers had a secret that he was forbidden from telling anyone, but what was the harm in telling a time traveler?

"So what's the deal with the other base?" she asked looking towards the seemingly identical base.

"This is all a game, but I'm the only one who knows that." His happy voice changed. "I was assigned to protect an AI, or robot" (he added, since she was from the past) created by a secret organization. It was because of this Flowers knew his team was destined to face great danger- and part of him was genuinely afraid of what would happen if he could not be there to protect them, since they worked together like a team of preschoolers.

"They just need focus, find direction; they need to learn their strengths and find where they fit in." she said, trying to comfort him.

"I take it you're the leader of your dragon team?" he asked.

"co-leader." She said just because she felt that was the best answer. "be positive, be kind- like you already are. They will find their way."

Flowers took off his helmet; he had shoulder length brown hair. He held his head as if he had a migraine.

"I'm just afraid they won't do it in time."

She put her hand on his shoulder. He looked at her. He had a beautiful face. But when he opened his eyes she could see he was actually completely blind in both eyes.

"Are you blind?" she said out loud. He was a soldier-how did that even work?

"In order to wear this armor we have to go through a procedure that gives us enhanced strength, senses- but things go wrong, 20% of applicants die, another 5% suffer a disability. But when the program started those numbers were 36% and 12%" he said, more positive then he had any right to be.

"ok…" Astrid said with a nod.

"It's not too hard to work around It." he his blindness caused him to develop superior hearing, reflexes, a positive attitude and amazing skill set that had once earned him a place on the prestigious 'Project freelancer team.

"That's impressive." She said with a now genuine smile.

He kissed her, but she didn't stop him. He was so gorgeous she might have done more, but he stopped himself.

"I'm sorry," he said pulling way. "It's been a long time since I had someone who believed in me."