once in ancient times there was an island called berk there lived a race of humanoid beings not unlike humans in appearance but they were giants in comparison there bones stronger than hard wood there muscles bigger than any humans can hope to be there legs capable of digging into solid ground and lifting tree's along with the very roots out these people these titans are called VIKINGS "a giant red haired bearded man walks out of a smith shop he looks like a strange mix between muscular and fat "get those buckets of water on that roof and take that nightmare out of the sky RIGHT NOW!" he roared angrily to two other men who scrambled to do as told one man went to the bola up at the tower alongside six other's who were taking down other dragons he consentrated on the monstrous nightmare in the dark sky and aimed where the dragon was going instead of at it he took a deep breath and fired catching the dragon instantly he smirked evily and ran towards the beast with his axe once he was close he griped his axe with both hands and-"stop you'll only make it worse" a brown haired women shouted panickly this women was Valka the wife of the chief of berk also the mother of the protagonist of this story he looked down at her awkwardly he knew her hell everyone knew her she's the wife of the chief and mother of the future chief of berk but she's also looked down upon secretly because she is smaller than every female Viking in the village and has softer features than all other women in the village and she is generally weak honestly no one knows why the chief chose her as his wife was he purposely trying to make his heir weak so he can keep the title of chief but suddenly there second long awkward stare down was interrupted by a loud smashing sound coming from the chiefs house Valka can see a large dragon inside the house her breath caught in her throat and she screamed baldur! she hurriedly ran toward the house.

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Meanwhile ordering people around to keep the fire from spreading and having groups of men do that stoic heard the scream and he also looked toward the house and saw the dragon and began running as fast as he could toward the house pushing who ever got in his way out of his way angrily.

when Valka got there she saw her son for the first time (because she passed out after his extremely painful birth and was out for two weeks)next to a large dragon hissing at him angrily for an unseen sin when she looked at him she looked shocked because her son was BIG and when I mean big I mean big because looking at him now she can tell he was going to be an extremely intimidating man because even as a baby he was unnaturally muscular and looks like he could rip a grown man off his feet with one arm alone but she ignored that in favor of getting the dragon away from her son so she as silently as possible reached for the sword next to her and her husbands bed once she got it out she gripped it tightly in her hands and she silently crept towards the distracted dragon once she was close to its neck where the veins are she hefted it up Valka knew she wasn't physically strong like the men in the village or as fast and quick as the women but she was extremely smart and knows how to survive in places with the bare minimum of food and water so she was aiming for the neck so as to stick the sword in its neck because she knew that the sword wouldn't completely go through its neck because of its thick scales but it would at least stop it from breathing fire at her and hopefully kill it before it got mad at her but just as she was about to swing it suddenly moved and because of its movement and weight it shook the ground and almost made her drop the sword but she held on but because she moved the wooden floor creaked letting her remember that the wooden floor beneath her is extremely old because of how many chief's and they're wives lived here the dragons head instantly snapped toward her.

meanwhile

stoic ran toward the house killing any dragons that dared get in his way with either a swing of his axe at there necks or crippling them by cutting off one of there wings so other Vikings can finish them off and as soon as he was there he kicked open the door and saw his wife and a dragon having what looked like a stare down he interrupted this by trying to throw his axe at the dragons head but it moved its head back fast barely missing its snout and it turned its head toward the father whipping its tail back and forth but in the process smashing the crib that the extremely pissed off looking baby was in making the baby fall to the ground making stoic angry and sprinting as fast as he could toward his axe he ripped it from the wooden pillar it was stuck in and rolled toward his still extremely pissed off looking son picking his son up he rolled to his feet preparing his axe looking ready for battle but suddenly the dragon flapped its wings and picked his wife up about to carry her away "stoic!" she screamed while being carried away "Valka!"he roared while having small tears escape his eyes he also heard his son cry his son continued crying for hours while stoic looked out toward the open roof but after a while he realized his son wasn't screaming in sadness or even screaming at all he was roaring in ABSOLUTE FUCKING RAGE his face in a snarl suddenly a terrible terror appeared on his arm he looked down and saw it he was about to shove his axe in it but suddenly his son stopped crying and without even looking his son reached out and snapped its head clean off and finally stoic realized the true meaning of the look on his sons face it was an oath one that he would forever carry out even if he has to kill every Viking and dragon in the archipelago no one would stop him from killing every single dragon that is related to or is apart of that race of dragon that took his mother.