Rise of Your Dragon

Chapter One: The White Dragon-Boy

In the Great Hall, Stoick was going over the raiding plans with the other Vikings. "Either we finish them, or they finish us." His knife was slammed in the cloud-covered corner of the map that was uncharted. "It's the only way we'll be rid of them! If we break the nest, the dragons will leave. They'll find a new home! One more search before the ice sets in."

"But Stoick," One Viking shouted with dark hair and a matching mustache and beard named Spitelout. "Those ships never come back!" Stoick glared at his brother before replying. "We're Vikings! It's an occupational hazard! Now, who's with me?" All the Vikings were either nervous or came up with excuses of why they couldn't go.

'Guess I have no choice.' Stoick thought as he stood up. "Whoever stays will look after Hiccup and Jamie." Everyone raised their hand, not wanting to be left behind with the 'troublesome twins'. "I'll pack my undies then." Gobber said before taking a sip of his mug of ale. "No," Stoick said as Gobber looked for his rock tooth in his mug. "I need you and North to train some new recruits."

"Oh, perfect," North said with a sarcastic, enthusiastic voice. "And while we're busy, Hiccup and Jamie can watch over the store. Molten steel, razor-sharp blades, lots of time to themselves - what could possibly go wrong?" Gobbler finally fished out the rock tooth as North finished and used his mug hand to hammer it back into place in his jaw.

"What am I the to do with him?" Stoick said as he sighed heavily. "Put them in training with the rest of the kids." Both North and Gobber replied. "I'm serious." Stoick muttered annoyed. "So are we." They replied seriously. "What?" Stoick looked up shocked. "I can't do that! They'll be killed before you let a dragon into the ring!"

"Aw, you don't know that." Gobber scoffed.

"I do know that." Stoick muttered.

"Actually, no you don't." North countered.

"Actually, yes I do..."

"No, you don't..."

"Yes I do!"

"No, you don't!"

"You don't know what they're like," Stoick grumbled. "From the time they could crawl, they've been...different. They don't listen, they have an attention span of a sparrow...I mean, I take them fishing, and they go hunting...for trolls!"

"Trolls exist!" Gobber said thoughtfully. "They steal your socks, but only the left ones. What's up with that?" Stoick looked off into the distance. "When I was a boy..." "Oh, here we go." North muttered as Gobber sighed. "My father told me to bang my head against a rock, and I did it. I thought he was crazy, but I didn't question him! And do you know what happened?"

"You got a headache." North and Gobber replied.

"The rock split in two," Stoick shouted dramatically, stood up and walked over to a tapestry of a Viking beheading a strangling dragon. "It taught me what a Viking could do! He can crush mountains, level forests, tame seas!" He sat back down heavily next to North and Gobber. "I was only a boy, but I knew who I was and what I had to become." He looked at them sadly as he turned towards them. "Hiccup and Jamie are not those boys."

He let out a deep sigh as Gobber put a beefy hand on his shoulder.

"You can't stop them, Stoick," North said gently. "You can only prepare them. I know it seems hopeless, but the fact is, you're not always going to be there to protect them. They're going to go out there again. They're probably out there right now..."

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Hiccup hummed to himself as he looked through his journal map filled with X's and put another one on it before scribbling out the map, Jamie watched anxiously as his twin furiously scribbled in his journal. "Oh the gods hate me-" "No they don't." "-Some people lose their knife or their mug, we manage to lose an entire dragon!"

He hit a branch angrily but it hit him back, causing Jamie to laugh briefly before they noticed the way the branch bended and the sliced part to have it bend like that. There was a path in the dirt that looked like something plowed through it. They followed it while looking back to see if the thing was still there until they came over a small hill...and saw the Night Fury.

They slid behind the hill in fear and gathered enough courage to look again to see if their eyes were deceiving them but they weren't. Hiccup quickly pulled a small dagger out of his pouch and slowly walked to the dragon with Jamie following behind closely. They noticed the ropes around it, constricting it from flying and from moving its legs...until Hiccup saw the green eye staring at him.

A low growl caught Jamie's attention and he turned to his left...to see a white-colored ice blue-eyed Night Fury staring at them. It wasn't staring with slitted eyes at all, it was staring with wide pupils like it had already seen humans before unlike the Night Fury. It was the Frost Fury that helped the tangled Night Fury raid the village.

"Hiccup..." He whispered before looking at Hiccup, who was cutting the Night Fury free! Just as the legs were free, it jumped on him! "Hiccup!" Jamie shouted as he took a step forward before the Frost Fury jumped on him too! Hiccup was on a receiving side of a green glare while Jamie was on a receiving side of a blue look. The Frost Fury wasn't glaring at him like the Night Fury, it seemed to look for anything devious in him.

The Night Fury raised its head up, making Hiccup brace himself, before The dragon it suddenly roared at him and took off with the Frost Fury following it. Hiccup was breathing heavily, in and out quickly as he grabbed his dagger, the two stood up and started to walk towards the village but after two steps he fainted. "Hiccup!"

All of a sudden, he felt cold. Jamie looked up to see that the Frost Fury returned, and it suddenly covered itself in snow and frost. Once it cleared, he was startled straight to his core. The dragon transformed into a fifteen year old boy with short windswept silver-white hair and ice blue eyes wearing a frost covered blue hooded sweatshirt, and brown trousers with white string wrapped around from the knee down to the frayed and tattered bottom and the pantlegs.

They stared at each other until the dragon-boy winked at him and flew away. Jamie felt his face heating up and carefully put his fingers over his cheeks. Yep, he was blushing. When Hiccup finally came to, it was already sunset and Jamie was still blushing furiously.