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Karya Haddock sighed as she flicked through the pages of the book of dragons. Silver eyes shimmering dimly as she looked over the pages. She'd been upset for a while, and not for reasons that were unknown to her father, Hiccup Horrendous Haddock the Third, or to her stepmother, Astrid Hofferson. Astrid actually understanding the teen's plight as the girl slowly started to shut herself off from what remained of her family. It was only when her father came to talk to her that she spoke, if only to get him to leave her in peace.

"Are you still upset?"

He'd asked, green eyes clouded with concern. Karya didn't acknowledge him.

"If you told me something other than 'No and that's final' I wouldn't be. If you only explained why I couldn't have a dragon of my own, I'd be fine. But since you haven't bothered to give me an explanation, yes. I'm still upset, and I'd appreciate it if you left me alone."

She hissed, silver eyes flashing at him. Hiccup's forest green eyes darkened slightly. He normally had a very pleasant rapport with his daughter, and even when they weren't on good terms she normally didn't question him.

"You aren't old enough."

He said firmly, looking her in the eye as she put down the book, anger simmering just below the surface of silver eyes.

"You were 15. You were 15 and constantly picked on because you couldn't kill a dragon. Because the son of Stoick the Vast couldn't kill a dragon. I'm 16 and I've been jumped 7 times this week by kids younger than me that I couldn't beat without looking like the bad guy! I've been chased into a lake by some brat's monstrous nightmare 4 times this week! Yet you continue to tell me I'm not old enough! You were 15 when you fought an alpha dragon! I was that age the first time I asked for a Terrible Terror! You went out and befriended a Night Fury! Tell me what logic makes that fair!"

She shouted, eyes almost glowing as she stood up. She wasn't quite Hiccup's height, coming up to his nose when she stood straight, but she was every ounce as imposing as the viking chief. Showing more and more of Astrid's personality.

"...Is something the matter here?"

Astrid asked as she walked into the room, Stormfly and Toothless behind her as Valka joined them. Karya looked her father in the eyes and grimaced.

"Just a hypocrite."

She spat before turning and sprinting out the front door as fast as she could. Before Hiccup could go to run after her, Astrid grabbed his arm.

"No. I hate to say this Hiccup, but she's right. You have been sort of a hypocrite towards her."

Hiccup lowered his head as Valka headed out into the night to get Cloudjumper and search for her granddaughter.

"I….I just want her to be safe."

Toothless gave a sound that was quite close to a huff before knocking Hiccup down with his tail, Astrid sitting beside him.

"I know you do. But this time I think you've pushed her just a little bit too far."

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As Valka and Cloudjumper made their way after Karya, she was surprised to see Karya just walk to the outskirts of Dragon Academy with whole hordes of dragons surrounding her, a skrill headbutting her back as a monstrous nightmare rested his head on her lap. She was gently stroking its nose when Valka approached.

"Well someone is very well liked by the dragons."

She said softly, getting the attention of the auburn haired teen.

"I guess, that doesn't change anything though."

She grumbled sadly, getting nuzzled by the dragon in her lap. Valka could barely manage a small smile at the girl. She'd seen Karya get attacked and picked on by other children with the help of their respective dragons and having successfully fought them off before their parents came to join the fight, accusing the innocent heir of starting the brawl.

Karya very rarely left those fights uninjured.

"You know he's only trying to protect you. Even if he's been a bit extreme in doing so. I think he's learned his lesson."

Karya said nothing for a long moment before looking up at her grandmother.

"I want to go...to go explore. Something's calling me, but I don't know what."

Valka smiled.

"I know you want to go dear. I don't blame you. In fact, even though your father said you weren't to have your own dragon, I've been holding on to a young stormcutter for you if you'd like to try."

Karya smiled a bit at her grandmother before speaking.

"I want to, but….I won't just outright disrespect Dad like that. I know he's just trying to keep me safe."

Hiccup had approached them from behind and overheard Valka's offer, along with Karya's response.

"Go with her Karya. You were right earlier. I was being unfair. You are more than ready to have a dragon of your own. "

Karya wasn't too surprised her father had come to talk to her, it was just how their relationship worked, but she was unnaturally quick to stand up, pivot, and tackle him to the ground in a bear hug.

"Gah! Since when are you so strong?!"

He asked, genuinely surprised. Karya was one of the few humans who could actually barrel him over.

"I don't really know. I have been wrestling with Dagur and Hookfang for a while though."

Hiccup laughed, he'd wondered where she usually ran off to after her classes, but Valka spoke calmly.

"Come little Moon, your path has only just begun."

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It only took her a few months to fully get the hang of things with the young stormcutter her grandmother had selected for her. The recently named Moonstrike becoming a close companion to the formerly dragonless viking. The two even working well together while Karya built her own weapon, a double ended staff that was similar to her grandmother's, and the hooks on the end were sharper, resembling large fish hooks that used the same mechanism as her father's inferno to allow her to use dragon fire. The only real improvement being the mechanisms that allowed her to use the hooks as grapples. Small holes in the flat of the hooks making it possible for her to give the same audio signals as Valka.

As she trained however, it became very clear that she was different from most vikings. She was every ounce as witty and cunning as her father, but managed to fight with a rather impressive ferocity. Something which eventually made the decision for her father. Who'd finally realized that his daughter was fully ready to go on her own adventure.

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When her father and stepmother finally gave her the go-ahead to head out on her journey, she packed her saddlebags with food and supplies before rushing to give her family one last hug before her departure. Moonstrike headbutting everyone pleasantly before letting her climb onto his back and call one last goodbye before they were airborne, a pleasant voice echoing in Karya's mind.

"To the Junkyard of the Gods. Hurry darling. They will need you sooner rather than later."

Came the voice, little more than a soft whisper, like the breeze through the branches of a willow tree.

"Hurry my little demigod. I need you..."

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Since apparently my last HTTYD x PJO crossover got popular and still got no reviews…*cough cough I live off those* I'm trying again. Leave reviews! Commentary is nice!