Hello people of the internet, I have read a lot of httyd fanfics recently. And have not received many reviews in the previous stories that I have written. Soo armed with my new knowledge and writing skill. I'm taking a whack at a HTTYD fanfic.
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Chapter #1 The Shadow Warriors
The moist air around Berk clung to everyone's skin, or scales in the case of dragons. A horrid storm had broken out and many people were already beading down for the night.
But one boy did not, his name is Hiccup.
He is a scrawny fellow, not the type you would consider a Viking. But when you saw him train a dragon, he knew exactly what he was doing. He had a fire in his eyes. A raw determination to succeed with whatever he was trying to complete. Toothless, his dragon, always stands patiently nearby, watching. The Boy had a touch with the beasts that many envy, some were trying to get hold of the boy so that they could conquer the archipelago. My story starts in a much different place, far away from any dragons. Where Science and Death are most common.
POV: Third person
"You are the last of your kind." Said the man on the podium. "You will never see this planet again."
He looked down on the seemingly innocent boy. "Do you understand why?"
"Yes, my mother and father, who YOU murdered taught me magic, and they enhanced me to the point where it is limitless inside of me. But you injected me with something that suppresses my power. I bypassed that and broke out of a max security jail. The general population believes that there is nothing more powerful than you people," he spat out, "and I am the only LIVING proof that they are wrong." He was stuck in the midst of a tangle of wire, barely conscious as the drug temporarily stopped his magic and his ability to think, or lie. "You are murderous thefts, and liars. But you managed to gain enough support to rule this planet."
"And we shall now throw me out into space." The ceiling opened up. The walls glowed, "One day I will return and end every single one of you. Mark my words."
The men grinned, "Freeze him."
Carbon mist filled the frame he was trapped inside, then it flash froze, and a great child named Hunter, the stalker, was no more than an indentation in a carbon cube. And then he was gone from the world, dropped through a portal where the only thing he would meet is empty nothingness. Or that what they thought.
POV: Berk
The people of berk were going through their day, not a care in the world. It would soon be August and the harvest and ale fest would soon Accor.
Many tribes would soon head for berks shores and compete for prizes that were brought, new knives, axes, maces, shields and Idols of gods made from silver and gold (only chiefs could compete for Idols). The academy was flying through town and placing banners that represented the tribes that were invited over the homes for guests.
The tribes arrived at a steady pace, Stoick was a non-stop greeting party and had to stand in one place and give and receive gifts, some of the tournament trophies began to arrive. It was a three days before they were actually going to compete, but it was customary to either present your trophies at the start of the tournament or once you got to the island of the host.
Where is that boy and his dragon! Stoick thought angrily , they were supposed to be here by now.
Just after he began thinking of what could have happened to them Hiccup swooped out over the nearby hill.
"Hiccup, get down here and show some respect to the heir of the Angus tribe."
Toothless swooped down next to Stoick and Hiccup scrambled off his back. "Hello Hiccup this is my son Bout, you two should become quick friends." The Chief said well naturedly, "We are a relatively new tribe of the archipelago."
"Pleased to meet you sir." Hiccup said politely. Toothless licked Hiccup on his face, after rubbing his shirt over his face, the amused eyes of the new chief sparkled down on him, he looked as if he was about to fall down in a fit of laughter. "Oh this is my dragon Toothless."
Toothless bent his ears back as a sign of respect. The chief laughed. "He is a strong one." He said laughing, he gave Hiccup a dagger, "a small trinket of appreciation on letting us join you." The chief said brightly before walking off. Towing his son off with him.
"He is a new chief, respect him please, we need as many allies as we can get after befriending the dragons." Said Stoick patting his back, "lets see if you can outmatch me today! I have the soul of a feather!" proclaimed Stoick as he climbing onto the back of Thornato.
"What do you say bud? Do they have a chance?" Toothless shook his head vigorously.
"Well see about that son!" Stoick said proudly from atop his dragon before racing into the forest.
"Hey! Wait for us!"
Later that night men gathered down in the forest. "We must have control of the dragons. They would fear us then!" Hissed one voice.
"Quiet! They suspect nothing of our intrusion to their island. Lets see what they can do when their mighty leader falls to us!"
The thump of dragons met their ears. The air grew quiet, two people climbed off the backs of dragons, "Are you sure?"
"Yes the noises came from over there."
The boots persisted in their walk over to the assembled assassins.
*BOOM*
The ground shook, pebbles danced on the pavement. "Wake Stoick!" They wailed in unison. And they vanished into the chief's home. "Shall I do it? The"
The hired assassins frowned, their plan would not work now, and words of concern were spread. "We still have a chance to take them by surprise. The festival, we can ambush him afterward in the great hall. Wait till he's taken only one sip from his ale, then throw the knifes into his back!"
There was a mumble of agreement, "Then it is settled, three days from now Stoick will die."
But fate had other plans, they would soon be the ones in peril.
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