Hiccup was running through the streets of Domino city. He can believe his dumb luck not only had his clock at broke, but it had to break on the most important day of his life. Today was the practical test for his involvement in one of the most prestigious Duel Monster academies.
Hiccup was a 15-year-old boy with shaggy auburn hair and emerald green eyes. He had an army of freckles on his face, but the most important feature was the fact that he was wearing a prosthetic leg. In fact I was the part of the reason he didn't want to be late running about five miles from where he was staying to the arena was a bit more than he could bear.
Fortunately he grabbed everything he needed, his duel disk and his deck. This will be the first time he would play this deck and while he was confident that his cards could win he felt unsure whether he had the skills to pull it off.
He had or have only had this deck for about a month and been spending most of his free time coming up with strategies and combos with it. Though there was one thing he knew it was certainly blow away the people taking part in the exams, because these cards have never been released to the public.
Ever since he got this deck and hearing voices or more like whispers. He didn't know what they were but they sounded very familiar as if they had been with them all his life, but just hidden. However, he couldn't dwell on this because if he didn't get the arena in time you will be able to attend the Academy.
About half an hour later he arrived with just a second despair which was a great relief.
"Phew… Barely made it…" He breathed out heavily as he stumbled into the testing arena out of breath from all the running they had to do to make up for lost time.
"I see you made it," said a familiar British voice.
Hiccup smiled with his old friend Ragnar and judging by the look on his face he just pass. Ragnar was several inches taller than him and had very dark brown hair and chocolate brown eyes.
He shrugged. "My alarm clock broke."
Ragnar laughed. "Isn't that always the way." He then looked at him seriously. "So you can reuse that new deck you've got."
"Absolutely."
"I'll be careful, because if you lose here it's all over."
Hiccup knew what he meant, he knew for fact that Ragnar was dyslexic now search had a hard time with written exams. He on the other hand is another problem having a hard time studying because of his medication he was in the same boat with Ragnar.
He then sat down with Ragnar as he waited for his turn to take his exam duel that'll determine whether or not he made it to Berk Duel Academy.
"So any good duellist?" he asked.
"Well, there's that guy," said Ragnar pointing.
"Alright new guy, you got two monsters staring you down. Do you A) Throw in the towel, B) Beg for mercy, or C) Run home to Mummy?" The proctor taunted to the boy on the opposite side of the field with a Vorse Raider and a facedown card.
"I'll go with D) None of the above!" the boy retaliated and activated his facedown card: Ring of Destruction. Hiccup was impressed as the applicant sacrificed his own monster to win the duel, bringing the proctor's points down to zero.
"Clever move, applicant," the proctor praised. "Welcome to the academy."
The boy bowed in respect. "Thank you."
"I see what you mean," said Hiccup as the holograms disappeared off the field.
"That guy is pretty good don't you think, Snotlout?" Hiccup turned his attention to a group of three boys in blue coats sitting just a little bit away from them. They guessed they were already enrolled in the academy since they had their blazers.
"Guess the rumour about him being some kind of whiz kid was true, huh Snotlout huh?" The second boy spoke to a dark haired boy that was leaning back in his chair with his arms stretched out behind his head.
"He's a punk," the one the Hiccup assumed to be Snotlout spat at his thuggish friends Dogsbreath and Clueless. "We went to Duel prep school for the past three years. We're ready for the Academy. These kids don't know what they're getting into. But they'll learn… the hard way, the Snotlout Jorgenson way." He finished with a smirk that all but spelled out trouble. Hiccup thought it be best to avoid him.
"I have to say that guy was pretty good," said Hiccup ignored everything Snotlout said and smiled to Ragnar as his excitement at seeing that last duel took him back over again.
"That's Speedfist Boilson," Hiccup almost jumped at the new voice. Next to them was a husky boy with very skinny legs. "It's said that he got the highest exam score out of all us applicants."
Hiccup whistled in amazement while Jason's eye widened. "Wow, me and Ragnar here just barely passed."
"Yeah me too. My name's Fishlegs' Ingerman by the way, nice to meet you two. I have this thing when I get test anxiety," said Fishlegs, his head lowered in what Hiccup thought to be shame. "I don't know how I won my match…"
"So you're in," Hiccup clapped Fishlegs on the back, for some reason this made him jump. "Congrats. I'm duelling next and we'll be joining you as soon as we win our duels."
Fishlegs turned to Hiccup. "Wait, you haven't duelled yet?"
Hiccup now looks slightly embarrassed. "No, I was sort of late."
"Then you might have a problem. I think this was supposed to be the last one."
Hiccup felt as if the building had fallen on top of him.
At the bottom of the arena sat a bunch of Duel Academy's upper chairmen and teachers. "Looks like we've got a pretty good crop this year." One of them said.
"Yes, indeed." Another teacher agreed.
Also right next to them, another teacher sat there silent not paying attention to the other teachers' talk. He was very muscular with very think black hair and judging from his stubble he did know how to use a razor. He wore a blue blazer similar to Snotlout, but had some gold shoulder plates and looked as if it was the sort of thing a general would wear on the battlefield. This was Dr. Spitelout Jorgenson, headmaster of the Obelisk Blue Boys Dorm, an elitist snob and Snotlout's father. He was about to get up and leave when he saw someone coming.
"I'm sorry to interrupt." A man in a black business suit appeared stopping Spitelout from leaving, much to his chagrin. "But one last applicants have arrived to take their exam, Mr. Jorgenson."
"Excuse me? Did you just call me, 'mister'?" Snotlout scowled.
"I'm sorry. I'm new here…"
"I have a PHD in duelling to earn the title 'Doctor' thank you!" Spitelout snapped a bit with some pride in his voice at his PHD. He then looked away. "Now tell the truant that they'll have to come back next year." The other teachers looked at him like he lost his mind, not that he really had it to begin with if one really knew Spitelout for a while.
"Come on, Dr. Crowler, we have time for one more."
"Yes, let's give these duelist his shots."
"He was just a bit late, that's all."
"LATE IS RUDE!" Spitelout finally snapped. He slammed his hands down, freaking out the other people around him immensely. "I HAVE NO TIME FOR SLACKERS!" Just then his cell phone rang. He pulled it out of his pocket and answered it "WHAT!?"
"It's Stoick."
"Oh, Chancellor Stoick." Said Spitelout, suddenly changing his angry tone to a pleasant one, making everyone watching him sweat drop.
"Just calling to make sure everything is running smoothly, Spitelout," said Chancellor Stoick. "We wouldn't want a repeat of what happened last year." That made Spitelout bug out a bit, his eyes widening. "When you cut a third of our student applicants for some ridiculous reason. Calling you 'Mr.'. Whatever, just make sure everyone gets a fair shot!"
"Yes, of course, sir." Spitelout said as he hung up scowling. 'Furry–chinned windbag; doesn't he realize that there are enough talentless flunkies at this Academy? But he's the boss, and if he wants to give these slackers a duel…fine.' He then got up from his seat. "Pardon me, gentlemen, I'll be right back." He said then starting walking away.
"But sir, who will be the boy's duelling proctor? And which exam deck should we use?"
Spitelout just huffed and walked away. "Leave that to me." He pulled out a deck from inside his blazer, grinning evilly as a plan formed in his head.
"Hey Speedfist nice duel down there," said Hiccup as Speedfist sat down in front of them.
"Thank you," Speedfist replied politely.
"I just hope I'm that good."
"Come on, Hiccup. You're probably the best list here, no offence Speedfist," said Ragnar.
Speedfist raised his eyebrows, about to ask Ragnar what he meant before a voice over the loudspeaker called out.
"Will Hiccup Haddock please report to Duelling Field 4. Hiccup Haddock to Field 4."
"Well that's my cue," Hiccup placed his deck into his duel disk. He turned to Ragnar, "wish me luck."
"You don't need it!" Ragnar called.
"You certainly have confidence in him," said Fishlegs looking at Ragnar.
"Hiccup is the best duelist I've seen in my entire life."
"He'll have to be," said Speedfist looking down at the arena. "Look at who he's duelling."
Hiccup rode up in a platform to his duelling arena, seeing someone already standing on the other side waiting for him with a modified duel disk on his vest. His opponent was a bit intimidating, but he kept his cool.
"All right! Test time!" said Spitelout. Then the two of them were turning turned their duel disks on. "So, son, what's your name?"
"Hiccup. Hiccup Haddock."
Spitelout paused for a brief moment. That was the same surname as their Chancellor, but there is no way the two of them would be related. The Chancellor son would never be late for an important exam such as this.
"Well 'Hiccup Haddock', I'm Doctor Spitelout Jorgenson, head of the Obelisks Boys Dorm and the Department Chair of Techniques here at Berk Duel Academy."
"Wow, a department chair? From the way you were dressed I thought you were some kind of gym coach." Hiccup rubbed his head sheepishly, causing Spitelout to go red with anger.
"Now that he mentions it…" The boy left to Snotlout said as he took in Hiccup's comment on the Doctor.
"This guy's got some lip, huh Spitelout?" The other said.
Spitelout looked on with a smirk, "I think I'm gonna enjoy watching Dad mop the floor with our peg leg down there. I only wish he treated all the other second rate duellists that applied to this school the same way."
"Duel Vest On!" Spitelout snapped activating it and drew his five cards. Hiccup was amazed by the machinery.
"That's pretty high-tech, sir. How do I get one of those duel blazers?" Hiccup asked excitedly.
"Oh, a lot of hard work and extremely high marks." Spitelout answered. 'Of course, you have to be accepted first. Which I will make sure you don't.'
"Well, if that's the case I can make my own," said Hiccup. His carefree attitude and dismissal over the duel blazer reinforced Crowler's thought of him being a slacker. "But enough chit-chat, let's duel!"
Up in the stands were three people watching the duel that was about to take place. All three were Obelisks from the colour of their outfits. There was one guy and two girls. The one guy had long hair and blue coloured eyes and wore the white variation of the boy's blazer while the girls wore the female version. A blue and white blazer with a blue-mini skirt and blue heels. One had long golden blonde hair with bangs covering the left side of her face and steel-blue eyes while the other girl had long raven black hair and forest-green eyes. The blonde girl also had blue fingerless duelling gloves.
"This kid really must've ticked Spitelout off if he's the one duelling him," The raven black haired girl said.
"Or maybe he's really good," the blonde haired girl mumbled as she started to observe the duelling field. "What do you think, Wolflegs?"
"I think Heather might be right, Astrid." Wolflegs kept his arms folded at his chest. "He must've made Spitelout mad if he's wasting his time duelling a runt like him."
"I do wonder how we got that peg leg though," said Heather.
"I'm more interested in his duelling skills," said Astrid as the duel officially started.
Spitelout: 4000
Hiccup: 4000
"I'll go first," said Hiccup as he drew his first card. "Okay I think I'll start things off by playing Dragon Knight Meatlug in defence mode."
Everyone gassed as a very husky female warrior wearing dragon like brown armour with purple spikes and small dragon wings appeared. No one had ever seen a card like that before. (ATK 1300, DEF 2000)
"What's that?" Fishlegs asked leaning forward
"I don't recognise the card," said Speedfist sitting up.
"That's because it's never been released," said Ragnar. "You see Hiccup's mother worked at Industrial Illusions, you know the company at made the cards, while she designed an entire series of cards and gave them to her son."
"So, he's got a one-of-a-kind deck," said Speedfist looking down the field with great interest.
"Yes, but this is actually the first time he's used it."
Fishlegs' eyes widened. "Wait, you mean he has used this deck before today and he using it in an exam?"
"I know, but he was very adamant about using it. I guess we'll soon see what it's capable of wrongly."
"It will certainly be interesting," Speedfst admitted.
Spitelout was a bit shocked at first, but quickly shook it off. It in matter if he didn't recognise the cards he could outclass this runt with ease.
"And I'll finish things off with a facedown," said Hiccup placing a card in his spell and trap card zone and hologram appeared in front of him.
"Not bad, but not good either," Spitelout's duel coat shot out his sixth card. 'Of course since I'm using my own personal deck rather than those test ones, I'll be sending this slacker home in no time.' Spitelout.
He held up a spell card. "All right for this first mobile start nice and easy. I choose to play spell card Confiscation."
"That's not good," said Hiccup.
"Judging by your tone I believe you know what it does. By paying 1000 life points I get the chance to pick a card from your hand and toss one of your cards into the Graveyard."
Spitelout: 3000
Holograms of Hiccup's cards appeared in front of him. "Ah yes, I remember some of these from back when I was a naive rookie. Monster Reborn to the Graveyard!" Hiccup didn't seem the least bit upset over losing that card, Ragnar knew at once that he was planning on something big.
"Next I'll place two cards facedown." Two cards appeared facedown in front of Spitelout. "And then I'll play Heavy Storm!" A strong gust of wind blew over the field, destroying Spitelout's two facedown cards and Hiccup's facedown.
"I take it you have a very good reason of destroying your own cards," said Hiccup looking totally unfazed.
"Indeed since the cards I destroyed were Statue of the Wicked, I can summon out two tokens." Two hideous serpent-like tokens appeared on the field.
"A card that strong can't be in one of the test decks. Spitelout must be using his own," said Dogsbreath to the smirking Snotlout said.
"Then this duel is over. No one can beat the deck of an expert like my dad." The other boy said while leaning in his seat with anticipation at seeing Spitelout real deck.
"What an elitist snob," said Astrid with a scoff, "Bullying some kid with his very best cards."
"You're too soft, Alexis." Wolflegs spoke up, causing her to look over to him. "I just hope we get to see that legendary rare card Spitelout had stashed in that deck of his."
"It's said to be really powerful," Heather noted.
"So, do you feel like giving up yet?" Spitelout sneered.
"No, because by destroying my trap you activated it is a fact," said Hiccup. Spitelout gasped as a trap card appeared with Dragon emblem appeared. Its tail was curled and one of its fins was that. Hiccup then removed his deck from his duel disk and started a search for his deck. "Since you destroyed my Dragon Knight Emblem I'm allowed to search for my deck for a Dragon Knight card."
From the balcony, Astrid looked at the boy impressed. "How about that a technique the good doctor didn't know."
"No one is expected to know every technique Astrid," Wolflegs pointed out.
"But that kid sure knew it."
Heather a look at the battle with great interest. "You know he's as good as that Ragnar guy from earlier. I wonder what he's gonna do next."
Hiccup then showed Spitelout a seven star monster with a picture of a warrior in black armour. "And I choose my Dragon Knight Toothless."
"Toothless? Sounds like all bark and no bite to me," said Spitelout. "Let's see what you can do when I sacrifice my two Wicked Tokens. To bring forth the Ancient Gear Golem!"
The two tokens disappeared in a flash of bright light, a giant man made out of old rusted metals and gears appearing coloured a rusted brown colour with giant clawed hands and a single red eye shinning towards the still Hiccup. (ATK: 3000 DEF: 3000)
Astrid gasped, "There it is! The legendary rare monster!"
"And I say were about to find out what makes it so legendary," said Wolflegs.
"I just wish it wasn't at the kid's expense," said Heather.
Spitelout smirked as he saw Hiccup remaining quite still. He assumed that he was paralysed by fear. "Now, now I hope you're not too scared of my legendary Ancient Gear Golem."
Hiccup shook his head. "Hardly, I'm just thinking of a way to take it down."
Everyone gasped at that comment.
"Either Hiccup's grave or he's nuts," said Fishlegs.
From the balcony Wolflegs looked at Hiccup as if he was crazy. "He staring down that legendary rare monster like he doesn't have a care in the world. I guess the youth and inexperienced have their benefits after all… huh, Astrid?"
"Come on, give it a rest Wolf at least the kid showing backbone, I'm actually starting to like him," said Astrid.
Wolflegs rolled his eyes. "There won't be much left to show for it after this."
Spitelout laughed. "Golem attack! Mechanised may lay Melee!"
The gears on Ancient Gear Golem began to turn and it send a powerful punch down upon Meatlug. However when the smoke cleared Meatlug was still standing.
"What happened?!" Spitelout yelled.
"It's called a special ability," said Hiccup as he discarded one card from his hand and placed it in the discard pile in his duel disk. "By discarding one card from my hand I can negate the destruction of my monster."
"At least he save his monster," said Fishlegs.
"True, but unfortunately when the Ancient Gear Golem attacks a monster in defence mode the difference between its attack point and the defending monster's defence points gets dealt to the opponent as damage," said Speedfist.
"But that would mean Hiccup's life points are going to take a hit!" Fishlegs gasped.
Hiccup knew the attack was coming and braced himself as the Ancient Gear Golem fist landed on top of him.
Spitelout: 3000
Hiccup: 3000
Spitelout laughed again as Hiccup fell to his knees. "Don't feel bad, this is the top duelling school in the country. Some people aren't simply cut out for—"
He stopped when he heard Hiccup laughing instead of what he assumed to be crying. Hiccup just smirked at him. "You know, for TG are not giving very helpful advice."
Spitelout felt the anger inside an increase. 'Can't he take a hint? He'll not be allowed to pass this exam and he certainly won't be permitted to make a mockery of my deck.'
Hiccup just smirked. 'And get some of the hidden nerve.'
He then drew his card and it was exactly the card he needed. It was a spell card that depicted an arena with warriors in dragon-like armour fighting one another and it was the exact card he needed.
Hiccup then grabbed the card he got from Dragon Knight Emblem. "Okay for my first move our sacrifice Meatlug in order to summon my Dragon Knight Toothless!"
He then traded his Meatlug with his Toothless and at once Meatlug disappeared and was replaced by another warrior in dragon-like armour, but unlike Meatlug this one was a tall male with very sleek black armour with large black wings and his face was completely covered by a visor. (ATK 2500, DEF 2200)
Spitelout looked outraged. "That's cheating, your monster is a seven star monster and to summon it you need a sacrifice to monsters."
"That's one of Toothless' special abilities you see I can sacrifice one monster instead of two as long as you have a monster out on your field," Hiccup explained.
"Well, you're certainly doing well for an amateur, but next time try and summon a monster with a bit more attack points than what's already out."
Fishlegs blinked and looked at Ragnar and Speedfist. "What's he mean?"
"He means that knight's attack points are no match for his Golem's 3000," said Speedfist.
"And despite its name Toothless has a lot more bite. You see when he destroys a monster that monsters attack points are dealt as damage to its opponents," Ragnar explained.
Fishlegs looked up. "Wait, you mean they're deducted right out of his life points? Ah, that would have great way for Hiccup to change things around."
"Well, if your friend is good as he says he is he might still find a way," said Speedfist.
Ragnar just smiled. "He always does."
"Speaking of which he seems a lot different in the arena," Fishlegs noted.
Speedfist nodded. "Yes, I've noticed that as well."
"For some reason Hiccup is always more confident when he duelling, he become so focused that is almost like a different person. You know when I first met him he was very timid and shy, when I duelled him was more confident and determined."
"Hmm, interesting."
Spitelout was now getting very bored. "All right young scholar I don't mean to rush you, but I am a busy man. Are you done yet?"
"Not even close and of course I knew my knight had less attack points than your Golem that's why I have this, Dragon Knight Arena." Hiccup then showed in the spell card he just drew and placed in his field spell slot.
And once the entire area began to change into some sort of battle arena. There were training dummies, weapon racks and all sorts of things for training powerful warriors. Above them was some sort of chained dome.
"All right, Toothless," said Hiccup. "Show them what you can do by attacking that Ancient Gear Golem."
Toothless then charged towards the Gear Golem is a very high speed.
"Fine with me," said Spitelout. "Bring him on. This silly little Arena field spell hasn't changed lowered my Gear Golem attack points by one point."
Hiccup just smiled. "True, but this Arena will certainly help my knight. You see since he's battling against a stronger monster is attack points get an increase of 1000!" (ATK: 2500-3500)
Spitelout stared in horror. "Wait, time out!" he yelled.
"Go! Plasma Blast!"
Toothless places hands together and began to form a purple orb of pure plasma. He then tossed it straight at Gear Golem and it went straight through his chest. Spitelout stared in horror and everyone else just stared as he exploded.
"This can't be!" he yelled. "He was my very best card!"
"I'm afraid it gets worse," said Hiccup. "You see Toothless has another special ability. When he destroys a monster the attack points about Gear Golem are dealt straight to your life points."
"No way," said Spitelout in horror.
He then crooked his neck backwards and saw to his horror that the remainders of his Golem was starting to topple right on top of him. He tried to run out of the way, but was too late and was squashed by the remains of his monster.
Spitelout: 0
Hiccup: 3000 (Winner)
"So, I guess I'm in this school now, huh Professor?" said Hiccup as the holograms vanished.
Spitelout just couldn't comprehend what just happened. "Impossible. There's no way this doing delinquent could have defeat me!"
Snotlout and his goons just stared dumbfounded. "It must have been dumb luck. No way dad could've lose to some loser."
Up in the stands Astrid whistled.
"That kid's got a future here, whoa," she said.
"Has someone got a little crush?" Heather teased.
Astrid glared at her. "I'm just saying that his duelling skills are very impressive." She then looked at Wolflegs, who just simply walked away, much to the two girls' confusion.
"Told you he could pull it off," said Ragnar.
"You suddenly called it," said Fishlegs.
Speedfist just smiled. 'Nice, I can use some competition.'
"One thing is for certain," said Ragnar placing his hands at the back of his neck. "This is going to be one interesting year."
Dragon Knight Meatlug/ ATK: 1300/ DEF: 2000/ Warrior/ EARTH/ 4 Stars/ Effect
This card is treated as a Dragon type while face-up on the field or in the Graveyard. When this card is attacked by discard one card from your hand this card isn't destroyed.
Dragon Knight Toothless/ ATK: 2500/ DEF 2200/ Warrior/ WIND/ 7 Stars/ Effect
This card is treated as a Dragon type while face-up on the field or in the Graveyard. If your opponent has a face-up monster on their side of the field you can summon this card with one less sacrifice. If this card destroys an opponents monster then the opponent takes damage equal to the destroyed monsters original attack points.
Dragon Knight Arena
Field Spell Card
When an 'Dragon Knight' monster attacks, if its ATK is lower than the ATK of the attack target, the attacking monster gains 1000 ATK during damage calculation only.
Card Image: Arena in How to Train Your Dragon
Dragon Knight Emblem
Trap Card
If this card is sent to the Graveyard add one Dragon Knight monster card to your hand.
Card Image: Berk Dragon Academy logo