So this fanfiction is basically the bottom of my soul, coming out in the form of a How To Train Your Dragon story. Ok so I show up on Berk and I continuously start changing the teens into different animals from different parts of the world, just to show them that being an animal is a tough business.

Its rating is basically like all of my other stories strictly because of the fact that it has foul language in it.

It was a fairly normal day on Berk. Well as normal as you can get when you live on an island in which dragons and Vikings live in peace. The six teenagers that lived on the island of Berk were starting to get bored with their day. Their dragons were asleep, even though it was midday and they were heading up to the Great Hall for lunch.

The walked into the hall and found that the food inside was all missing. The Great Hall seemed to be trashed as well, but their teenage bodies seemed to be more upset about the absence of food and the sweet treats they were most likely going to get sick on. The adults were getting angry as well. They wanted food!

"What happened here?" Fishlegs asked no one in particular.

"It got wrecked! Duh!"

"Yeah! Duh!" The twins said.

"No, I think Fishlegs meant what did it." Hiccup shook his head and rolled his eyes as the twins gave him confused looks. He sighed and walked over to his father, who was looking angrier by the second.

"Why would he mean that?" asked Snotlout.

"I don't have time for this," Astrid muttered. She walked over to Hiccup and looked at Stoick's angry and intimidating figure.

"What happened here, dad?" The heir of Berk asked.

"Some animals got into the Great Hall. The wrecked the place and they left us absolutely no food. Now we have to use the extra in the stock room," Stoick looked at Hiccup, "We might need those dragons in the air to catch us more fish."

"But, we've been training extra hard and we can't keep working them, Hookfang will eventually murder Snotlout," Astrid thought for a minute, "On second thought maybe we can work them some more."

The father and son looked blankly at Astrid. She frowned, "Hey, I'm just trying to make the best of this situation."

"Anyway, do you know what did it?"

"Yes, it was a pack of wolves. They got away as soon as we turned into the forest. Those dumb beasts were worst than the dragons were." Little did Stoick know that someone in the back of the Great Hall was glaring at him in the shadows.

"Well, that's certainly a feat." Snotlout said. The other five fifteen-year-olds glared at him. "What?! I'm just saying what's true."

"Well, how about you just shut up."

"Anyway, go get your dragon to go kill those dumb animals." The chieftain began stalking off. The teens began to walk outside to their dragons, but an invisible force stopped them from doing so. All of the adults tried to move, but they found themselves unable to as well.

"So, they're still the dumb beast to you! Huh, Stoick?!" Everyone in the Great Hall looked up and the saw a short boy holding stick that was pointed at them.

Stoick began to yell. "LET US GO YOU LITTLE DEMON!"

"Oh, I'll let you go," The boy said. He was shorter than Hiccup, but he was round like Fishlegs. He had brown eyes and he was a brown-skinned person. His hair was in the shape of a box, but the sides of his head were shaved. The boy had a tail! A monkey's tail. He had the wings of an eagle on his back and his arms were stripped orange and black. He had sharp teeth and he had the feet of a dragon. He undid the body bind he had on the Vikings and they all aimed their weapons at him.

"Who are you!?" Stoick yelled. Stoick didn't give the boy the chance to speak and hurled his ax. The boy flew away before he could get hurt.

The boy waved the stick again and all of the weapons were gone. "Where did they go?!"

"What do you want?!" Stoick roared again.

He paused before thinking. Should he let those animalistic Vikings know his name? They were kinda jumping to conclusions on whether he was nice or not, but to be fair, he did just teleport to their home. Ths was the worst performance of his life, also his most important, he spoke, "My name's Beast and I'm from the distant future!"

"Why are you here?!" Stoick growled.

"It's a surprise, and I'll be here once a day for the next few weeks." Beast waited for the anger of the Vikings, but it didn't come. Oh, wait, there it was!

"How dare you!"

"Who are you to come into our home!"

"Off with his head!"

"SHUT IT!"

"Thank you, chief!" Beast looked around and saw that the Vikings were still angry with him. "Okay, let's get down to the bare bones! You see wolves came in here and wrecked the place. Do you want to know why? Because being in the wild is hard. I'm going to have an experiment with the teens, they are going to be turned into animals from all around the world!"

"What?!" Their eyes wide, the teens stared at the being in horror.

"Don't worry, you can talk to each other, but no one else will be able to understand you. And I have animals that your species will eat in the forest, but they will all be white smell funny and you can only eat the white ones. Any normal animals that look appetizing you have to leave alone unless the Vikings have already cooked them or if you eat fish, everyone can eat the fish."

"This isn't fair!"

"Who the eff are you!"

"You are a monster!"

"Leave us alone!"

"Nope!" Beast clapped his hands and Hiccup's leg reappeared.

"Thank you!" Hiccup yelled in glee.

"Oh and I fixed Toothless too, all the dragons will be going away while I do this experiment. And now you shall transform into animals from NORTH AMERICA," Beast was going to clap his hands, but he paused. "But you guys shouldn't know what that place is yet. It's too far in the future and was named after Spanish explorer Amerigo Vespucci!"

The being creature clapped and a white light engulfed the teenagers. Beast began to laugh manically and he disappeared in a flash of white.

This chapter was edited and can everyone give a big thank you to UnkownBlackHand for giving me these suggestions to make my story better and I think you should go and check out their stories.