Heart of a Man
A.N HELLO! So after I got an AMAZINGLY 50 reviews on SoaD (I wasn't waiting for it promise just sort of happened) and also extracting myself from Merlin Fanfiction. -_- oops. Here is a sort of prologue. As the first story said Hiccup had to prove himself a dragon and then a man. He has completed his first rite and has proven his Dragon Soul. Now it is time to prove he is also a man. Thank you to those who read SoaD and actually liked it. Honestly I was so surprised by the reception of it. Honestly. So welcome to me sequel. Heart of a Man.
Astrid laughed as she and Stormfly stole the black sheep to win the race. Berk had changed in the five years since the Soulprince paid them a visit. Since he saved them from the dragon raids and their queen. Since he disappeared from the village and hadn't been seen since.
Instead of hating the dragons, Astrid taught them what little he taught her, and they rode them. Certain people hadn't found partners as Hiccup had told her they were called, like Valka. Sure they were loved by and loved several dragons, but the partnerless just hadn't met the right dragon yet.
But the best thing that came from their new found dragon partners, was the contact sport known as Dragon Racing, which Astrid always won. Snoutlout tried and failed to beat her and Stormfly with his Monsterous Nightmare, Hookfang. Though the twins and their Zippleback, Barf and Belch, did trip her up sometimes only because Fishlegs and Meatlug the Gronkle helped them.
Like right now. She had just taken her fifty-third race win. She could hear Stoick congratulating his chosen Heir, which always bothered her. Hiccup was Stoick's heir, not her, or rather he was supposed to be if Stoick knew he was alive and also the strange dragon like boy that had changed their life, changed Astrid's whole point of view, but he had told her never to tell unless he gave her permission. So she searched. Valka was convinced that she was needed to go on these adventures as well, wanting to see for herself who exactly this dragon boy was that captured their best warrior's heart in a simple two months of being on their island. She also had a suspicion of who he originally was, though she didn't tell that to Astrid. They had been betrothed after all. So today they would search north, as far as Stormfly could go in a week. Stoick never let them leave for longer. Fear of the many dangers out there even for a warrior with a dragon. He had lost one heir once, he wouldn't lose another.
So after the race that Astrid won, again. We find ourselves watching our annoyed Heroine on a small cliff like structure. Thinking of who she was looking for and how much she misses him, reliving those last moments in her head.
Hiccup, you idiot. Better have a good reason for leaving.
Let the fun begin.
-Yurika
(Totally using it now. That is my name. Thanks for it Talkin'Fishbone ^.^)