Okay this is based off an actual club of self-trained fighters who are HUGE fans of the books How to Train Your Dragon and we all hate Alvin the Treacherous. We are fans of the movie too but I was recruited to get our voice out there. We are the AHC. The Alvin Hater's Club. We are also called the MAA. The Master Assassination Artists.

Anyway enough of my drabbling on to the story. In this story Stoick finds out about Alvin the Treacherous trying to kill Hiccup. Well pappa ain't standing for it. He assigns Hiccup an entourage of Valkyries, the best assassins Berk has ever seen, to protect him. Of course it isn't long before Alvin tries again…only to be viciously surprised.

Book/Movie Crossover warning.

"Dad, this is completely unnecessary! I have been facing Alvin the Treacherous since I was ten!" Hiccup shouted pacing after his father, jogging as best he could on his stump to catch up to his father when he out-strode him.

"Hiccup, I am doing this for your own safety. You aren't as nimble as you were with two legs, and you weren't that nimble before!" Stoick shouted, not bothering to lower his voice or take his son's feelings into consideration. After all he was a Viking.

"Gee thanks, Dad," Hiccup deadpanned, following his father to the Mead Hall.

"I'm just saying that you need all the help you can get," the lumbering chief said, walking into the hall. "Don't worry; they are all people you know."

"I swear, Dad, if you say it's the twins, Snotlout, and Fishlegs, I will somehow not feel any safer," Hiccup muttered.

"Of course not, son," Stoick said, "I was thinking more along the lines of the Valkyries."

"All of them?"

"Sure," Stoick replied, absently, "That one from the Bog-Burglar isles, Cami-what's-it, will be here on the morrow with her dragon."

"Oh gods," Hiccup groaned, "Last time they were here Stormfly and Anju got into a full blown war with each other!"

"I'm sure it was in good fun."

"They almost killed each other. They were in healing for a moon-cycle."

"What were they fighting about?" The chief asked, glancing at his son.

"Toothless," Hiccup said, grabbing a plate of food.

"Oh…Well son, I'm sorry but my demand still stands. I have already sent a letter to Bertha and she responded, telling me her daughter is on her way."

"DA-AD," Hiccup groaned.

"The Valkyries are meeting tonight in the Hall to discuss it." Hiccup groaned again in defeat and made his way over to where his friends were seated. His plate hit the table with a clatter and he flopped down on the bench in defeat.

"So Dad told you the news huh?" Fiyori said, lifting a cup to her lips to drink.

"Mm-hm," Hiccup muttered, "Fi, how many Valkyries are there?"

"Well there is me, Astrid, Ruffnut, Camicazi, Bloodwing the Fierce, and Forrestflyer the Peaceful," Fiyori said, counting them off as she named them.

"Wait how did Forrestflyer get to be a Valkyrie?" Snotlout said glancing at the girl in question. She was as skinny as Hiccup and everyone thought she would be the next village healer. Her read hair was almost orange and her brown eyes were always kind, the very opposite of any warrior in Berk. Her Changewing, Metalburn, was just the same.

"I don't really know but I can promise you don't want to be her opponent if she gets mad," Fiyori replied rubbing at an old wound, obviously inflicted by Forrestflyer.

"What about Bloodwing? How is she as a Valkyrie?" Fishlegs asked, searching the crowd for the short haired brunette with the sun-bleached streaks in her hair. She was of a typical young Vikings build, not thin but not over flowing with ropes of muscle and fat either. Her arms were strong from years of practicing with her war hammer and she was known throughout the village as one of the best hunters and fishers, especially when teamed with her Nadder, Skyrunner.

"What do you think?" Fiyori asked. "She is LETHAL with that war hammer and an excellent shot with a bow and arrow. We all have to work on our stealth. Well all except Camicazi and maybe Astrid, but then they are the best in both villages." Fiyori said swirling her drink, looking into the cup and setting it down, pushing it away as if it might bite her.

Hiccup really didn't want to even guess what had taken residence in his sister's cup and didn't look, but of course Tuffnut did.

"What the Hel! How did that get in there?" he asked reaching in and pulling out his dragon tooth necklace before putting it back on over his head. Fiyori rolled her eyes.

"Seriously?"

"What?"

Early the next morning, Hiccup woke to a loud confident voice that could only belong to Camicazi. She wasn't bothering to be quiet as she and Fiyori made their way to the hall. Hiccup groaned and rolled out of bed. He figured since the meeting was about him he should probably be there to hear all the cockamamie ideas that they came up with for his protection against Alvin the Treacherous.

Hiccup hobbled over the ground cursing the slick stones. When he finally got to the Mead Hall he found the meeting was being held before anyone else even had breakfast. Some of the early risers were standing outside grumbling as Hiccup snuck in.

Inside the large room he heard his father's booming voice giving the Valkyries their instructions. Hiccup rolled his eyes and made his way, on squeaking prosthesis, deeper into the heart of the Hall. The speaking stopped when the sounds of his echoing steps met the Valkyries ears. The group of female warriors turned to him a look of dead seriousness on each of their faces. Even jovial Camicazi was in a tone of seriousness.

"Uh, who died?" Hiccup asked. Each of the dragons, turned in kind all with a matching look of seriousness.

"Guys?"

"Hiccup, why didn't you tell us about this man?" Astrid said, sounding somewhat peeved.

"Uh," he started, only to be cut off by Camicazi.

"Moreover why didn't you tell me he was back? That lunatic almost cost us our lives numerous times as kids!" she shouted in her usual brazen Bog-Burglar way.

The rest just stared at him Ruffnut glanced between Astrid and Hiccup. Fiyori was mirroring their father's concerned glare. Astrid was angry that he hadn't told her about Alvin. Camicazi was fighting the joy of the fight, and the anger that Hiccup hadn't told her that Alvin had returned. The two newer Valkyries, Bloodwing and Forrestflyer, looked like it they were stern and ready to protect the Heir to their tribe.

The Dragon's had their own looks. Rightwing was cracking her knuckles, Pinefire was snarling in anger, Anju was grim, Stormfly's hair was turning red (much like her scales), while Skyrunner was clenching his jaw so tight the teeth cracked, and Metalburn was flashing a mix of fear and anger.

He watched his friends, his new guards, stern expressions and knew that they were serious. They didn't want him to face Alvin alone ever again and as the Valkyries of the Islands of the North they were now his guards. It was a full blown war.

Okay here is simply the first chapter of one of the most EPIC stories I have ever written. At least that is what I am hoping. Enjoy and send lots of lurfly reviews 3