Ok then, here I am now, Dawnbreaker, one of the newest members of Fanfiction HTTYD community. Hello everyone and thanks for picking my story ( My first one). I hope I won't disappoint you with it but then again, there's only one way to find out:

Read on!


PROLOGUE:

I knew we should have turned back when we saw the dark clouds in the sky. I knew we should have fled right away but no, we're viking blood and no storm has ever defeated us. Not on the land it hasn't...

But out in the sea, it's much more different. I maybe haven't done much sailing in my short life but I do recognize a powerful storm, too bad all my comrades and friends didn't. I saw the clouds about an hour ago from the mast and immediately called down to warn the others, telling them to turn the ship back but what did I get for a response? Laughing. Straight in the face. "Don't you worry young one, you may not have sailed these seas but we know these waters. A storm has never and I mean NEVER came this far. As long as we keep the land in our sight, we're safe."

Who would have ever known that those would be some of the last words of our chief, Gord the slayer of an unnamed, unknown beast with many horns on it's back. Yeah, I think so too, the name is just a bit too long...

Now the waves are rocking the boat like a mother rocking her baby on a cradle... if the mother happened to be a pillaged yak. The water is filling up the ship and there's not enough buckets to get all of it out in time. Why, oh WHY did I leave my bed today, why did I have to act all brave and strong. The boat was supposed to be the most stable ship ever sailed the Duggelton waters but even that ship was now creeking and moaning as it's very trunk was ripped apart by the forces of Ægir and his wife Rán themselves!

"Chief! The boat is sinking!" one of the crew members yelled over the bashing sound of the waves and the howling wind. "We have to abandon it!"

"No way! We can't abandon the ship here! The storm has brought us to the waters of the sea serpents! if we ever were even to graze the surface of the water here, it would be literally eaten off!" Sounded the mighty sound of the Chief Gord "If your lives are in any worth to you, you will stay in the ship and keep on trying, keep on fighting! It is known to be a honorable way to die in the sea but not eaten by a monster!"

I have to say, there's no one who can inspire people like he does. Even the frailest mind could be cured if it was given the right words and Gord sure did know how to do that!

"Take out your oars from below the deck and help this ship make it to the clear waters!" He yelled once again, his voice loud and clear above the sounds of the raging storm. The encouraging speak was soon answered by a crewload of yelling vikings. If there's something that lights the fire in a viking's heart, it's battle. Not necessarily against monsters but their very own survival and that's exactly what happened right now. The spirit of the crew was lit, now I just knew we were going to be alright.

But then again, that was until the roar.

GGGGRRRRRAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUGGGGGGHHHHRRRRR!

A Roar that shook the ship even harder. A voice so hard that if heard any closer, you'd go deaf or possibly die for it's massive volume. A roar that Afterwards settled the sea and brought deadly calmness all around the area. Only a few raindrops falling out of the night black clouds. Even the nature was afraid of this voice and that could mean nothing but bad.

The sound of the crew faded away as the deep silence filled the air. There was no wind, no voices of any kind. Only... Only death could make a sound that like this, a sound of nothingness.

"C-Ca-Captain... What was that?" One of the bravest crewmembers said, hardly louder than a whisper.

"I don't know." I've only heard tales of such power. The power to stop the storm.

"But captain, look, the storm is not over" The same man spoke again, pointing out in the night and he was right. Slightly further away from the boat it was still storming, lightnings falling from the clouds.

"Then what in the name of Thor is this..."

"Captain... I think it might be the... the storm's eye. I've only read about those. They're a calm spot in the storm with no wind or rain what so ever but... that still does not explain the roar we just heard. Sounded like the gods themselves had released an angry godly yak upon us."

The look on the chief's face suddenly got worried, darker and still somewhat calmer than it usually was.

"Men... I'm sorry. It has been a great time working here with you... I'm sorry"

GGGGRRRRRAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUGGGGGGHHHHRRRRRRRAAAARRRRRRRRR!

The voice... It came below


A/N: How's that for a prologue to you guys! I really do hope you liked it because I did. Please share your thoughts in a review or even a Personal message! Improvements, suggestions and ideas are all welcome but remember that any flames will be completely ignored :)

And guys, please remember, it's only the prologue...

-Dawnbreaker