Hey guys phoenix here with another story that was causing me writers block on my other story Dragon Rider's and a Ring. So I decided to post it, it's an World War 2 AU, hope you like it! Please correct me if you spot any inaccurate facts thanks!


Prologue

Location: Somewhere over the skies of the Coast of Italy

Date: June 1943

The droning of B-17's from the 397th bomber group filled the sky, en route to bomb a Luftwaffe airbase near Naples, "Atkins, can you see the fighter cover we were promised?" the pilot in the rearmost part of the formation asked his tail gunner "Negative sir nothing yet... Wait. I see them, although those could be Germans." Atkins replied spotting at large mass heading toward them "Alright, ill report this to the flight leader. Oken out." the gunners in the bombers got into position ammo could be heard being loaded into their breeches "Devil's Den, this Palace of Dallas, my tail gunner reported seeing a large formation of fighters on our rear, dont know if they are friendly your instructions over?" a response was immediate "Palace of Dallas, roger that umm, just keep a- HOLY SHIT WE'RE HIT! OPEN FIRE, I REPEAT OPEN AGH!" Oken looked through his windshield, two 109's flew past him, making runs on the bombers, tracer fire flew in all directions, "Bandit 6 o'clock high!" Atkins yelled cannon fire from the 109 hit the left wing on the palace, one tracer hit the engine "Crap one engines dead feather engine one" the man next to Oken flipped a switch suddenly the third engine died "oops." Davis said Oken looked at his co pilot with a look before tracers hit his bomber head on 7.7 and 20mm shells imbedded itself into Davis, killing him instantly "WHERE THE HELL IS OUR FIGHTER SUPPORT!" Oken yelled, suddenly their plane was rocked to the side "Oh my God, they've ripped a hole in the hull, it feels likes a freezer back here!" the navigator yelled 'one more pass and we're done.' Oken thought,

their bomber had been hit the hardest, looking up he saw a german dive on them 'this is it.' Oken thought, he closed his eyes and waited for the blast of the cannon and then the long plummet down. Then red tracer fire hit the German's fuselage, the german's plane went pulled out of his dive and went into an uncontrolled spiral a few seconds later the white of his parachute popped out "what?" everyone in the bomber looked around "I see them! I see our fighters!" Atkins yelled six P-40 kitty hawks barreled past them, on their fuselage a picture of dragons "It's the Riders!" someone on the radio yelled out, cheers could be heard throughout the formation

(In the fighters)

"Sorry we're late boys, we had engine troubles" the Pilot of a black kittyhawk said "well at least you're here now!" the lead bomber replied "Now get these bastards off our backs!" "Got it." the pilot is 1st STG. Hiccup Haddock, the plane: Night Fury. another kitty hawk flew right next to hiccups wing, its color scheme was nearly the same as hiccup's except with red on the right tail flap, His name Timothy Stigler, although his squad mates called him toothless, his plane was called (A/N: You guys come up with a name and put in the review section) "Yeah by engine trouble he means he forgot how to turn on the engine!" "Shut up Toothless." came the reply toothless just laughed "Hiccup two 109's 10 o'clock low" Hiccup looked down "I see them." Hiccup dove down, Toothless quickly after him. Hiccup chose the first one and toothless the wingman. The bang of the six machine guns on their planes ripped through the air followed by two explosions and two flaming 109's "Nice, thats one more for the books!" Toothless said.

20mm tracer fire flew past Hiccup and Toothless's canopies "Scatter!" Hiccup yelled as he pulled his plane into a hard left bank. Looking in his rearview mirror Hiccup saw a Fw 190 on his tail "huh where did you come from?" he asked himself a cannon shell flew into his cockpit, going into a split S in an attempt to shake the 190, Hiccup struggled to stay conscious since as much as -6 G's were filling blood into his head. As he leveled out he looked back and saw the 190 still their, Hiccup tried with all his strength, banking, climbing, spinning and diving, but the 190 stayed with cannon fire struck his plane which suddenly went into a dive. Hiccup grabbed the yoke and pulled into his stomach, nothing looking at altimeter he was losing altitude fast 18000, 17000, 16000 15000, 14000, HIccup yanked as hard as he could as the ground sped ever faster...