DRAGON RIDERS! You asked for it, I wrote it! Presenting (Bu-Bu-Da-DAAAH!)… YOUR! NEW! EMPEROR HICCUP STORY! ON TO THE CHAPTER, SHALL WE!
*I still don't own How To Train Your Dragon or Star Wars: The Clone Wars! I also don't own any elements of Dragon Ball Z, Bionicle, or Black Panther used in this story!*
"This is the Empire." = Normal Speech
'This is the Empire.' = Thoughts
"This is the Empire." = Someone Yelling
This is the Empire. = Book of Dragons Entries
The Empire of Dragon's Edge!
As the story begins, we find ourselves panning over the open ocean towards what looks to be a large island with a beautiful structure built upon it. It truly is a sight to behold among all of the tropical greenery of the island its inhabitants surely live on.
'This is the Imperial Capital, Dragon's Edge.' says a man's voice.
The camera zooms in on the structure to reveal that the area is similar in design to a viking outpost combined with a village. However, in the center of the whole thing is a palace that is a combination of Viking and Japanese design. A truly beautiful structure, indeed.
'It's a ten hour flight straight towards hope, and a few degrees West of being a tropical paradise. It's located solidly on the Coast of Beauty.' the voice continued.
Next, we see various people moving about in their busy day, but there's one thing all of these people have in common. And that's the fact that they all appear to be warriors to some degree. Each one carries a hilt made from various materials that looks either like a sword hilt or the central piece of a Bo-Staff.
Also, these people's clothing seemed to be a combination of Viking fashion mixed with the robes of a Japanese or Xiaolin Monk or Samurai. Each building is designed in either Viking or Japanese fashion. Or a combination of the two, depending on the preference of the inhabitants.
'My village. In a word, peaceful. It's only on its first generation, and yet every building has more history to it than anyone could ever dream.'
Now, the scene shifts from the village itself to a flock of sheep, peacefully grazing in a field of grass.
'We have fishing, hunting, sparring and other assorted activities that add some wimsey to our lives. But our best upsides are the pets.'
The camera shifts focus to two sheep in particular who are grazing side by side. Each one looked a little on the lazy side when compared to most other creatures on this island.
'You see, while most people have creatures such as puppies or parakeets, we have…'
A sheep was gently picked up in the talons of a flying creature, making the sheep 'baa' in surprise as it was carried off. The sheep who was grazing next to it 'inconspicuously' began to scoot over into the now vacant spot to get more grass, before it too was picked up.
The camera zooms out to see a couple of the warriors riding on a pair of creatures that are clearly reptilian in nature, only they have wings in place of their arms. Walking out of the large structure to monitor how things were going was a man with auburn brown hair and green eyes. He was decked out in special black armor that was built to be both strong in battle and aerodynamic in flight. The man smiled and breathed out a single word as he looked out over the Imperial Capital.
"...Dragons...!"
That's right. As far as the eye can see, people all over the village are enjoying peace with each other and the dragons that live on this island. For example, there's one old man wearing black and mahogany clothing whose lime green and white Monstrous Nightmare is breathing a low flame onto a metal pole. The dragon stops and backs off so the man can hammer the metal into place. Then there's a little girl who is playing chase with a pack of Speed Stingers, riding on the back of the red and green striped Stinger Chief. A purple and blue Gronckle flies down to a blue-skinned woman with these two 'head-tentacles' growing out of her head in place of hair with a large log in its mouth. It shows the woman what it's found and she pats it on the head with a happy smile on her face.
Also, hauling in lumber with the aid of his Rumblehorn Dragon is a young man with brown hair and a scar over his right eye. He smiles gratefully at the Dragon and gives it a good scratch behind the 'ear', drawing a low rumble of appreciation from the Dragon. While this was going on, a young woman with olive green skin and ocean blue eyes was teaching some children about Dragons while her Boneknapper sat on the sidelines and acted as a sort of sentry to make sure none of the students misbehaved during the lesson. It worked wonders, as no one wanted to incur the wrath of the larger dragon.
There are also dragons such as the Hideous Zippleback, Deadly Nadder, Timberjack and Thunderdrum eating fish from what appears to be a specially made feeding station. Several other Dragons were either perched on the roofs of certain buildings or were taking off using the landing strip.
'Dragons used to be a problem for us Vikings, but now we live in peace and harmony with them. We have things like a Dragon Training Arena, all you can eat Feeding Stations, as well as state of the art fire prevention systems. Which are quite impressive, if I do say so myself.'
As if to prove a point, the scene changes to a baby Gronckle sneezing fire on to one of the nearby houses. But this flame automatically starts a series of intricate pulleys and ropes that caused a bucket of water to be dumped on the fire, dousing it before it could spread and get any bigger. The owner of the baby Gronckle, a six year old boy, came by with a tissue in hand to help the little guy blow his nose.
"It's okay, Rexxy. Your cold will clear up soon." the boy said to the baby Gronckle.
The little one smiled cutely and blew its nose with the help of the young lad. With that done, the baby Gronckle curled up in his owner's lap and settled down for a nap as the child pet him as though he were an ordinary kitten.
'Living with Dragons? It ain't easy. It brings a whole new set of challenges every day. And now, the people of the Dragon Empire have the coolest lives and careers in all the world! We're all Dragon Trainers! And to think, all of this wouldn't be possible without me being banished from Berk five years ago. But, I suppose I should explain that in more detail, shouldn't I?'
The man walked down the steps of the palace and began his morning walk among his subjects and friends. But he's not doing this just to enjoy the sunlight and good weather. He's also the Capital's best Medicine Man, and needs to gather herbs from the forest to make stronger medicine and keep the Empire happy and healthy.
"Ah, Emperor Hiccup! Good timing! My wife's had an upset stomach since last night, and it doesn't seem to be getting any better." greeted a man with brown hair and a well-kept beard.
"I see. I'll mix a cure. Come by the palace and get it tomorrow." the Emperor greeted back.
As he passed by an elderly couple and their Dragons, a Terrible Terror and a Buffalord, the two citizens waved in greeting to their Emperor.
"You always work so hard to help this empire and its people, Hiccup Dearie." the elderly woman said with a kind smile and a gentle voice.
The man, now known as Hiccup, smiled and waved back to the elderly couple. He's known them for a long time and is good friends with just about every member of the Empire as a whole.
"You both as well! Stay safe and be ready, as I hear that several Viking tribes are coming here to discuss a possible treaty." he said.
As he walked on, it's revealed that HE was the one who was narrating earlier. And it seems he's not done yet.
'That's me, the Emperor. My name is Hiccup. Great name, I know. But it's not the worst. Parents believe that a horrific name will frighten off Gnomes and Trolls. Like our charming Viking demeanor wouldn't?'
As he walked to the forest and surveyed how his people were happy and thriving, Hiccup began to remember how this all started. How he went from being the disowned and exiled son of the chief of Berk to creating and becoming the ruler of an empire. An empire that is far greater than any mortal kingdom that has come before it. With even more power than the Roman Empire.
*To Be Continued…?*
I know it's a little on the short side, but it's not the worst I could have done. I hope you all enjoyed this chapter, and if you don't mind, please leave an idea for what kind of Lightsaber(s) you want Hiccup to have, as well as what color the blade(s) should be. May the Force be with you, and have a wonderful day.
