Flames

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-4years and 10 months ago-

Hiccup Haddock the III had successfully gotten to touch a Night Fury. It was astonishing, it was amazing, and it was treason by the highest kind. No one had ever not killed a dragon before, and no one, certainly not a viking, had earned a dragon's trust. No one had done anything of the sort.

But on that day Hiccup saw something. Something unseen for thousands of years. He saw a new way of life. Not that anyone would have believed him then, but he saw it all the same. On that day he would refer to himself as Flame whenever he and the dragon were alone together. Hiccup the Useless was no longer himself he was Flame. And Flame was someone he enjoyed being.

-4 years and 7months ago-

He was leaving. No way was he killing a dragon. Ever. Period. Not unless it was self-defense and he had no other choice, and even then he had a lot of choices. He had learned the way of the dragon to some extent and was happy never having to fight a dragon he could just tame. But of course there was a complication.

Astrid by name, angry by nature. She was waiting on him when he got to the cove. Toothless almost killed her too, had he not intervened. But at that point all he wanted was to leave Berk but the Gods had of course put her in front of him as a way of confrontation to him leaving. He let her run but at about midway to Berk he stopped her. And by stopped I mean he leveled Toothless out and had him pin her to the ground. There he gave his last words as Hiccup Haddock the III.

"Astrid, I'm leaving so give this message to my dad and the village. I am no longer who I was, I am Flame now and I can tame and befriend dragons. I am no longer who I was and I never will be again. I'm going to the nest to study and even perhaps befriend the dragons there. By any means possible that I know. This is my warning…do not cross me again…I have been nice so far because I am forgiving but no longer. My forgiveness is now for those who deserve it. You have been warned."

With that Toothless backed up and then took off.

-3 days after Flame left Berk-

He had killed it. He had killed the queen. The Driver. The Protector. Yet he had not felt sorry for it. It had tried to kill him and Toothless from the moment they meet. He had no choice. So for some reason he felt quite calm. He had all his limbs intact. He had survived it. He had killed it while it had been going up the top of the Volcano. When it tried to breathe fire, Toothless stopped it and it fell off the volcano and promptly detonated on impact.

Now the dragons treated him like a king almost. Then they showed him the throne and it all became clear. He was the king of the dragons. He made a snap decision and went and sat on it, and almost by magic they all bowed before him, and with their blessing, the chair latched onto him and instantly put him unconscious.

When he awoke several hours later, he was taller, stronger and had scales, but was still human enough not to be a dragon. He looked pretty much the same actually. Except he had scales on his arms and legs in certain places, also he had several spots of scales on his chest, abdomen, and back. Through some experiments he found that the scales were harder than any normal dragon's, and then there were the spines. They grow out of his arms and though some experiments (mostly by accident) he learned he could shot them like a Nader could from his arms.

Then were the other side effects. No he did not grow a tail or something, but his eyes, they were much more powerful as was every other sense. He could also communicate to the dragons(it came as a big surprise when Toothless first spoke to him and he understood.) His bones were harder (he fell off Toothless two hundred feet in the air and hit the ground, got up with a couple of cuts and scrapes only). He could heal very fast (I don't think I need to explain how he found this one) and he was as fast as his night fury and as strong 3 gronckles put together.

He was faster, stronger, and deadlier than any normal human now. He was essentially part dragon. And although his face was the same, most of the people on Berk would have hardly recognized him. He was effectively no longer a human being. He was Flame.

-The day Flame left- (Astrid)

He had befriended a dragon and was now leaving! No he would not just leave right? Then again this was no longer Hiccup she was dealing with. He was definitely different. He was Flame now. And the Village needed to be warned.

She went to his father first. After saying what Hiccup or Flame, either one, had said his father laughed and said that she must have hit her head on a tree. The she told him that he was gone.

Two days went by and nobody had seen Hiccup. The elders came and talked to Astrid. They all agreed that Hiccup was gone and despite her telling them where he went they still called his disappearance strange and mysterious. Some thought he was dead even, but that would all change one day and Astrid knew it. She would be ready for it.

-the Present-

The Dragons were restless. The King was going to leave the island for a while, for the first time since he became the King. He was their leader and they hoped he would be alright.

"Alright Toothless time to go," Flame said.

"Are you sure this is a smart thing to do." Toothless asked

"Nope but you know what I've been training for a couple of years, it's now or next year."

"But what if they don't let you compete."

"They will, don't you worry brother, they will, they will."

With that he left Dragon Island. His home and his subjects quickly vanished under the cover of night. He would arrive at Berk and be, hopefully, unnoticed due to his mask and armor he had made.

-Berks Warrior contest-

He had arrival was greeted by arrows.

"Great, just great, they saw us." He growled

"Yeah no kidding now use your feet and help me fly around them please." Toothless said.

"Oh alright." Sighed Flame.

Once he landed he walked to the archers and handed them their butts on a silver platter.

Once that was taken care of he and Toothless made their way to the area to be signed up for the competition.

He scared everyone there with Toothless and it wasn't until Stoick saw Flame that no one knew who it was.

"H-H-Hiccup?!" Stoick shockingly whispered.

Flame smiled and went to his father.

"No Stoick its Flame and you should have listened to Astrid" Flame said clearly seeing the disbelief in his father's eyes

Flame then walked away and into the warrior area

The first event was The Berserkers verse the Meatheads. The Berserkers won. Easily.

Next it was him verse the entire Berkian champions team.

Risky yes. For them. He was a lot fast and stronger than they last saw him.

With that they announced the competition.

"Dragon Island vs. Berk Champions."

With that Flame took to the arena and stood alone.

The Berkian Champions composed of Astrid, Snotlout, Ruff, Tuff, and Spitelout.

Ruff and Spitelout had bows and a sword each. Astrid her ax and a sword, Snotlout a hammer and a sword, and Tuff with a spear and shield.

'Oh this is going to be fun.' Flame thought

"Begin!"

Snotlout scuffed and said, "Watch and learn as I make this loser a little girl."

"Stop Snotlout!" Astrid yelled knowing something was up. Who would challenge a team of 5 by themselves unless they were extremely good.

But that did not stop him and his ego. He charged Flame with his hammer raised high only to watch Flame suddenly get closer and punch him right in the face. The others stared at an unconscious Viking in surprise. He was a lot stronger than he looked. No one knew what to expect except Astrid, who had a sneaking suspension of who this was.

Suddenly Spitelout and Ruff pulled out their bows and drew back and fired in rapid fired quickly and efficiently, aiming to maim. Flame dodged them all but one which he plucked out of the air and grabbed his own bow and opened fire at Ruff. The arrow split her bow in half; the arrow then deflected (due to the snapping bow) and went right over her shoulder.

Ruff looked at her split bow in awe and outrage.

Astrid and Tuff made their move then. They charged right at him. Classic Viking maneuver. Something he was expecting and could easily counter. But he wanted to play with them some more.

He easily side stepped and walked back to his original spot casually like nothing happened.

Astrid decided to move then and attack from behind. As she struck with her ax, her attack was quickly stopped. Flame had grabbed the handle from the side. Somehow he had sidestepped again and grabbed her ax!

'No one was that quick,' Astrid thought in amazement and horror.

The horror only grew when he quickly took her ax away and pulled her forward. He then threw the ax at Tuff who was now also closing in on the kill, only to be stopped dead when the ax hit his shield.

Flame decided then to draw his sword.

The metal was very strong and heavy but because of Flame's strength increase it felt light and easy to swing. It had two rubies on the hilt and the blade was straight. The hilt looked like it was on fire. It was an amazing piece. Not easy to make either. Flame had spent 10 days perfecting the hilt alone and another week making the blade perfect for him.

He moved the moment Spitelout notched another arrow.

He dived for Tuff, rolled, and then single handily grabbed the shield, yanked it off, ax and all, and threw it at Spitelout, who dived to avoid, but snapped his bow in two during the roll.

Ruff was now also entering the fray and attacked Flame. He easily parried and then cut her chin while her guard was down; she then threw down her sword and ran away. It was the rules. If you get completely disarmed or cut in a vital area you are automatically out of the fight. Unfortunately for her the face was a vital place.

Tuff, now feeling angry at his sister's easy defeat charged with his spear…only to have it split by Flame's blade and had to leave as well due to a similar cut on his chin that matched his sisters.

Spitelout and Astrid looked at each other now worried of defeat.

"Come on is that the best you all can do?" taunted Flame

Astrid's eyes flashed. He had gotten her angry now it was time for him to pay the price.

"Double?" Spitelout asked.

"Double," Astrid replied angrily.

They didn't even get a chance to advance because Flames had his bow out now and had just nicked Spitelout's jaw.

He dropped the sword and walked away angrily.

It was now Flame and Astrid.

He then did the unexpected. He ran up to her and then stuck. It was almost too fast to block. The swords clattered and a snapping sound was heard as Astrid's blade was cut in half, leaving a small nick on her chin.

Flames then walked out of the area…the winner.

She looked down due to her eyes watering. All that time training, for nothing. He just waltzed in and took them down.

When she opened her eyes she saw a piece of paper.

It read: Met me where you found me.

After that the matches went on.

Flame destroyed everyone in his path and ended up winning the tournament single handedly for the first time in Viking history.

Everyone was shocked, but no one was more shocked than Stoick, who watched his son single-handedly destroy the competition like it was nothing.

Berk was now whispering of Astrid's warning. Was that really Hiccup? Hiccup the Screw-up? Some kid that was a complete ,well, hiccup beat them? Some said no way, until he pulled the mask off. There was no longer any doubt, it was defiantly Hiccup.

Astrid then realized where she had to go.

-The cove- (Flame)

'She's following me. Good.' Hiccup thought to himself.

He continued to walk and look at the forest. It was definitely shrinking he thought. Vikings with families always needed wood for their houses and chimneys.

'With Toothless not far behind Astrid I should be safe, right?'

He then climbed down the side of the cove and then promptly climbed out on another wall. He decided then to surprise Astrid.

As he crept up on Astrid, he smiled

'This is going to be fun' he thought to himself.

She then rose up to climb down the cliff to the cove.

He then stood quietly and spoke.

"You know sneaking up on me only ever happened once right?' he said

Astrid whipped around startled by his sudden appearance.

"How did you…?" She started

"Get behind you? Simple, I looped around after I entered the cove."

"Okay…now what do you want?"

"To talk, nothing else, just to talk."

"Why?"

"So you can learn what has happened in the last 5 years or so."

"Why should I care what you've done, besides betray you village."

"I don't know. Why don't I show you instead, a taste of what has happened to me. Then you can decide if you want to know more."

He then pulled up on his armor to reveal some of his many spots of scales.

Horror danced on her face.

"I guess that's what you get for betraying us." She said simply, smirking.

"Actually, no. That's not it at all."

Her smirk disappeared instantly.

"What that's not a curse from the Gods?"

"Again, no, it's a gift from the dragons."

"A gift? How is that a Gift?"

"Because it means I'm there king."

"What?"

"Confused? Good, you should. Well if you must know I got it for doing what I hate. Killing a dragon."

"Nice to see the viking heritage does make an appearance." She snarled.

"It was self-defense, one, two it was their queen I killed." He replied angrily.

"What?"

"That's right, they had a queen, she was the reason they were raiding us. She was the reason that so many of us died, SHE IS THE REASON THAT I AM WHAT I AM TODAY!"

She shrank back terrified.

"Hiccup I don't know what to say to that."

"Good, because I do. When I killed her the dragons became my subjects. They became my new family. They showed me how to do this to myself."

"I..I.."

"I am now stronger, faster, and far more powerful than just a chief of a small island."

He then opened his armor and showed her his chest. It was mostly scales, black scales.

She gasped.

"I am not cursed or evil, I am the blessed of the dragon, don't forget that."

He then walked away. She heard him fly off to the village on his dragon, but she just stood there in complete silence. Dumbstruck. As was his intention. He may be older and although the crush on her kind of wore off, he still wanted her safe in case what he thought was going to happen.

-The Mead Hall-

The Mead Hall, as loud and boisterous as it was, Hiccup found himself there for no other reason other than to be there. Due to Toothless, who was lying down, growling at everyone, people kept their distance, but a few did come and try to talk to him. One of which was a very drunk 18 year old girl, but the moment she saw he was uninterested in her she left. He was still chuckling on that for a good 5 minutes until Gobber came to talk to him. He as he got close, Toothless began to growl.

"Ah shu' it you ove' grown liza'd," Gobber said, then turning his attention to Hiccup, "So where hav' yo' been?"

Hiccup chuckled at Toothless's face and then spoke," Gobber I have seen the nest, treasures so big they couldn't even fit in here, and fought things large enough to eat the pier in a single bite. The better question is 'what hav'n't I seen?'.

Gobber laughed and said," that's all fine an' dandy but why? Why Le've Berk and You' life?

"Because I didn't want to kill a dragon and because of the wrongs that have never be righted towards me."

"Oh. I gues' that makes sense, except the not kill drago's part! You were blood thirsty and always wante' a piece of the action. Always. So wha' change'?"

"I met Toothless, and together I train him, and in ways that are different, he trained me. We became brothers in all but looks and blood."

"Ah but is a brothe' worth your tribe?"

"Yes, for me, yes, I was always an outcast and never respected ,no matter how blood thirsty I was, I was still the damn talking fishbone. No one respected me except for you or because of my father was chief, and any people that tried to get close because of that I saw through immediately and avoided them, but you already know that already."

"aye' I do. Last question. How did you become' champion of the dragons'?"

"I did the thing I left Berk for. I killed a dragon. Mind you it was huge and dangerous, completely untamable unless you were 500ft tall, and it tried to kill me and Toothless on multiple occasions. But I still killed it. Once that was done they began to respect me and were always hinting toward a cave, once inside I found the Throne. It had been there only a few days that was clear by thestate of the materials. Once on it I became there king and human champion."

"That's it? Huh, ev'n I could hav' don' that!"

"That wasn't all. It gave me gifts. One of which was the ability to communicate to the dragons even over a large distance. Quite handy that one is."

"An' the othe' gifts."

"You just witnessed most of them in the arena."

"Wha' ext'nsive combat prowlnes'?"

"That and strength, speed, and so much more. I have no doubt I could take anyone in this room even without a weapon."

"Huh. Well that is defiantly something I have never heard of before," Said someone from behind.

It was Snotlout.

"Nice to see you awake. Was our fight to dull for you that you fell asleep?" Hiccup mocked.

"Haha hic-"

"Let me stop you there," Flame said coldly," I am not Hiccup, Hiccup died a long time ago, I am Flame, no one else, got it, Lout, and I'm not the little kid that once forgave you for every bull session you decided to give!"

"Really what are you then? Some freak who claims to be a king but can't show it at all?"

Flame chuckled darkly.

"You have no idea what I am capable of doing. No one besides me and Toothless knows. But I guess I'll give you a demonstration. At one o'clock you shall see two terrible terrors and a gronckle will be at your father's house tomorrow, blocking the door. If you kill them, I'll declare war on Berk and everyone on it right now, you don't kill it and a well you figure out the rest on your own."

At this point they had gathered a crowd. Almost everyone had gathered around was listening. With that Hiccup left with Toothless walking solemnly behind.

-The next day- (Snotlout)

There they were sitting right in front of his father's door. Blocking it. Just like he had said.

"Out of the way you stupid dragons!"

They didn't move. There king had told them to stay there and report in one hour. The hour just became shorter. There was now some entertainment in front of the gronckle.

"Oh come on!"

With that he started to growl and pace.

'The next event is in 5 minutes and I need my ax to kill Mr. Dragon King! But if I kill them I could possibly kill every on here. OOOOHHHHH what to do! Wait a second…this is Hiccup, he's known for his wild imagination and stupid stories. Why should this be any different?' Snotlout thought.

He then walked over, sword in hand to the creatures, and killed the gronckle where it stood and both terrible terrors, and hid the bodies.

'These bodies are hid so he will never know that I killed them, and I can get my ax, it's not like what he said about being telepathic to dragons was true, right?'

-the Arena- (Flame)

'Oh Snotlout, you idiot. Well I guess this place is going to be hurting for a while. At least until I established that patience should be rewarded more frequently and that I am what I say I am. As stupid as those reasons are they need to learn respect for things that are stronger than they are.' Flame thought.

It was time for the challengers competition, which was basically someone challenges another challenger to fight them on their ground. His first challenger was some big berserker guy in hand to hand combat, basically meaning no weapons of any sort in this fight. That was fine by him he was good at almost all forms of combat, though archery and hand to hand were his best. Still he was pretty handy with a sword, ax, mace, and shield.

"Usberis the Dreaded vs Flame, King of Dragons. Begin!"

The berserker attacked first like Flame thought he would, and suddenly the berserker found his target a foot away from his original target. Flame struck then and knocked the big man down in a single punch. He stayed down.

"Winner: Flame!"

And that set the mood for all of Flame challenges. At least until Snotlout came, ax in hand.

"Alright traitor, let's do this."

"Yes let's murderer."

Snotlout was in shock, 'how did he know?'

"I knew the moment the dragon got attacked, unprovoked, might I add. Had you waited an hour then he would have moved. You just single handedly decided the fate of everyone on this island and now there's only one person who can reverse it. Me. Kill me in that ring and the dragons don't attack, if I kill you then all is forgiven, however, if I beat you and keep you alive, I'll destroy the village."

"Okay…right because thousands of dragons are going to come from the sky and attack this island just because you said so. Yah I'm still not buying it."

"Okay that was my last chance for all you. Heed it or, well, prepare to die."

Flame then stocked off.

Now the chiefs listening in of course do the smart thing for once and go get the other chiefs.

-The Chiefly meeting-(Stoick)

"Stoick, either your boy is mad or he is telling the truth and dragons will attack the village in great force," said one Urchial the Demanding.

"What do you mean Urchial?" Stock asked

"Me and two other Chiefs heard your boy and his cousin talking and it wasn't good old banter either."

"Urchial stop running around the dragon and tell me already!"

"Hic-"

"Allow me to stop this conversation there," Said a particular familiar voice.

The chiefs now bewildered had been focusing on each other too much and had not heard Flame enter the room. Baffled by his stealth and interruption they all fell quiet.

"And just what are you doing here runt!" The chief of the Berserkers yelled

"Really, runt? Come now, I destroyed one of your biggest soldiers with one punch, what do you call that you overgrown troll."

"WWWWRRRRAAAAAAHHHHHH!"

The chief berserker decidedly charged Flame to avenge his fallen comrade, only to look like a fool when his weapon was blasted to pieces. Now holding a piece of his hilt and stumbling backwards he shot a look of shock and horror at Flame.

"Thank you Toothless. Now I hear that this conversation is about me. Anyone care to elaborate on this subject? No? Good because allow me to elaborate on your situation."

"And what would that be, traitor?!" called Urchial

"Oh the treat of total annihilation at the hands of one of your own that has every reason to be angry with you," Flame said relaxingly, "Now to explain your situation well that's pretty easy. I devised a test for a warrior here in the village. If he was patient, calm, or not stupid he would have passed. To say the least he failed, and being an heir to one of you he probably shouldn't have failed …but he did. He killed three of my subjects, now he will either die in battle with me, or war shall consume the entire island under an attack of powerful proportions.

All the chiefs gaping at the young man did the one thing that felt right. They laughed at him, well at least until he shot a quill at a couple of them. Then it fell deathly quiet.

He smiled at them and said, "there is still there is one more option. If I am killed in combat by said heir, and I think all of you now know whose fault this is now don't you, then the dragons will not come."

Gaping at him, then the quills in the table, then at each other, they quickly figured that this probably should not be ignored.

Now at the end of what he wanted to say he started to leave.

"Wait!" Stoick yelled, "Hiccup stop!"

Flame stopped alright. The throw a quill right at his father that hit his helmet causing Stoick to falter.

"Don't ever call me that again! Hiccup is dead in all but memory….I am not him anymore! I stopped being Hiccup when I met Toothless. Don't forget that again." Flame growled.

Flame then took his leave with his night fury right behind him.

As the door shut though Flame heard the words he know were coming.

"Prepare the defenses, immediately. "

-The fight with Snotlout-

It was over. Flame had won and not killed Snotlout. It was over the moment it had begun. Snotlout charged at Hic-no- Flame and had gotten beaten down so fast no one hardly saw it. Just the end result. An ax in Snotlout's leg and a whole bunch of cuts. And Flame untouched by a blade as usual. That's how it ended…and their war began.

Flame was gone not 5 minutes later.

-The First Strike-

Almost every viking was settled down for the night, except the guards and the chiefs. The village was holding its breath.

All hell broke loss.

The first catapult was destroyed by a blast from a certain black and destructive dragon. The whistling noise was the first clue. Then the structure promptly went boom and was no more.

Vikings everywhere grabbed their weapons and charged into the fray, only to find that no dragons had landed, there was no missing animals, only a missing catapult.

"Raise the torches, let's see what's going on up in the sky."

There were hundreds of them. Flying everywhere, but there was a certain organization to the swarming. Suddenly a large burst of quills from Deadly Nadders and fire bolts from gronckles.

"Take cover!"

Two more catapults were destroyed by a familiar blue explosion.

"Retreat! To the Great Hall!"

It was almost a useless order. So many were dead. Not a single dragon had even landed and they had taken the most damage by dragons ever. Most of Berk was leveled.

Once out of fire balls the dragons retreated.

The vikings not wishing to be defenseless and out matched sent several ships that were still intact to nearby by islands to gather force to defend Berk.

It was at that moment that Astrid came out of the forest. She had been sitting out there in a dumbstruck stupor for most of the day and had eventually fallen asleep in the forest. She now returned to a leveled and destroyed Berk.

The once filled Great Hall was now looking almost sparsely populated. She saw her friends all alive in a corner. Snotlout looked shell-shocked. He knew that his was all his fault. He had failed Flame's test, now all these deaths were on him.

Astrid went and sat with him.

"So…what happened?" she asked.

He looked alarmed. Had she seriously just asked him that?

"Did you not see what happened? I got thousands of people killed, that's what happened Astrid! I failed. I was a child, a cocky, selfish, idiot child and I got every single person out there killed for my stupidity. I..I'm a failure," he whispered furiously, he then chuckled and said ,"guess I know what Hiccup felt like before he turned."

"What do you mean? Out there is not your fault. That's Hic-"

"No, it's Flame, not Hiccup. And yes it is. He warned me of the consequences of my actions and I thought he was bluffing. He wasn't. Had I not killed those three dragons, everything would be different. Everything. Now I need to pay the price in guilt and grief. My uncle and brothers died last night. Because of me…"

He trailed off when the doors swung wide open.

"Well, well what do we have here? Snotlout actually admitting that he was wrong? This is new and strange even for me!" a familiar and sarcastic voice.

Flame had entered the Great Hall with a small vanguard of two Nadders and his Night Fury.

"Yes Flame, I was wrong. I shouldn't have killed your…subjects."

"Good."

"So where does this bring us? Huh! Do you think that this can all be shoved onto me! Because part of this is your fault too!"

"Really how do you figured? Is it because I didn't kill a dragon, is it because I abandoned my tribe, is it because I have power and you don't? Explain to me how this is my fault, all I did was lay the rules of a dangerous game, these are the results."

"Most of those and the fact that you are crazy off your own power!"

"Haha crazy? If I was crazy I would have been down there fighting against anyone who stood in my way. If I was merciless I would have slaughtered everyone in here!"

"You attacked! You did that not me! You could have easily forgiven us. Instead you didn't! Yes I killed some dragons but guess what their just dragons! They hardly count as animals!"

"Really is that so, then explain this to me," Flame said and then opened his armor wide. The scales tasted Berkain air for the second time in front of someone he didn't trust.

"Wha-what the Hel! Demon! Demon!" Snotlout shouted.

"No, try king of your so called demons, Flame said, "try I'm a part of them now. And for the record, most of them are smarter than you."

"No this is impossible! You're just a demon, nothing more! And you shall breathe your last now!" Snotlout yelled then grabbed his knife and attack Flame.

He got two steps before the first spine was shot at him. Both Nadders were still standing there, but they hadn't shot at him. Flame had.

Snotlout stared in disbelief at his cut hand that was now leaking blood and no longer had a knife in it.

"I must have forgotten to tell you one of my gifts was the ability to shot spikes out of my arm, my bad." Flame said coldly.

Everyone in the room then decided to get a little angry, probably due to the lost loved ones and the attack on one of their own right in front of them.

Flame's vanguard got protective just as quick and attacked them at a distance. Flame shot a couple of spikes before grabbing two of them and used them as knives.

He was quick and strong so he easily evaded most of the attacks. The ones that did were small and mostly bruises, almost nothing.

He wasn't aiming to kill like his dragons were. Once it became clear that he was too strong and fast for even the best fighters they fell back a little and encircled him. The circle was broken by Stoick and Snotlout.

"Is it true? Are you part dragon?" Stoick asked him angrily.

"Yes and I like it very much in case you haven't noticed," Flame replied.

"Demon get your self out of my son!"

"Really? Demon? Oh no, not demon, King and fair one."

"Really how is attacking us fair."

"Because he killed three of my subjects!"

"You will give me back my son!"

"A little quick on the change of conversation and I am your son. The son that you never wanted."

"Wha-?"

"I was a disgrace to you. I was nothing to you. Well now you are nothing to me! I have a new family and a reliable and good one at that!"

"WWWWRRRAAAHHH!" Stoick yelled his battle cry.

He tried to punch his former son and let out a gasp when his punch was caught and then received a punch from Flame.

Flame put a lot of his fury, anger, and frustration behind this punch. Almost too much. The punch knocked Stoick off his feet, along with 10 feet backward. When Stoick got up he was in a lot of pain. Not just physical (Flame had broken his shoulder) but the fact that his own son had attacked him, it did not matter that he had attacked first, just that his son, his blood, had struck him.

"Kill the demon." Stoick said.

That was enough for Flame. He wanted no more blood, he wanted no more vengeance, he was drained of this 'war' and it had only been one battle long.

Flame leaped onto Toothless and with that him and his vanguard flew away.

-In the Sky-

"That was risky Flame. You're lucky to be alive." Toothless growled.

"I know. I doubt that I'll be going back ever again other than to destroy the catapults with you." Flame said.

"Good. Now I'm confused. Who is 'Hiccup'?"

"He was me until I meet you."

"What do you mean?'

"I mean that before I met you I was named Hiccup. When I met you I changed my name and how I acted, well less on how I acted, mainly just my name."

"Why did you change it?"

"To help me move from a bad time in my life to a much better one."

"Did it help?"

"I don't know. At first for sure, but later I don't know, I think I got use to my new name, my new me, that I just accepted it."

"So what now?" Toothless said trying to change the subject to a more comfortable one.

"Now we do what we have to..to survive I guess."

"So back to dragon island?"

"Yep. Time to go home and recover, plan, and to freaking get something decent to eat!"

End of chapter 1

Now for the record this story is probably very similar to another one, known as the legend of Scales. Good. That was a bit of my intention, due to it was my inspiration for writing this said story. I saw some plot designs that I didn't like in the Legend of Scales and I wanted to put my own twist on things. however I do recommend that you read the Legend of Scales and it's sequel to the point of where it's at. Thank you for reading and if you read this then thanks again for all the support! also an update is coming soon. I'm already at 4 pages at this point so no worries, I plan on finishing this story. :)

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