Well here it is, Chap.1. I made it a flash-forward to eight years later. Hope you like! Oh, and Matt, this is a fanfic, I can do whatever I can, I could make the whole world explode if I wanted to. But I won't.
Chapter 1: Hiccup's Back
Eight Years after Hiccup's dissaperance.
It was a fairly sunny day, the sun was shining and the clouds were lazily floating over the sea. Everything seemed peaceful, unless you saw the seven dragons, flying out of the foggy mist of Hellheim's Gate. There were eight dragons in total but only seven were seen flying, they were all zooming through the sunny day's sky. If you were there fishing or sailing in the open sea you would barely be able to see them, but if you were able to catch a glimpse of the pack, it would be a strange and fearful sight.
The seven Dragons were flying in a V-formation; heading up the rear was a forest-green colored Gronkle, with a light blue Terrible Terror holding the small horns on it's back. And beside it was a greenish-blue Zippleback with black fire designs on its sides, with orange outlines around it. In the middle, there was a Monstrous Nightmare, and a Deadly Nadder, both next to each other. The Nadder didn't look very different from regular Dragons it's breed, except that the horns on it's head were curved backwards could also be shot as boomerangs. As for the Nightmare, it was a bright red color, and it could have passed off as a Timberjack, considering the sheer size of its wings. Its wings were almost as large as it's body, and it had little claws at the edges of the wings. Now none of those Dragons compared to the rarity or amazement at what was in front. In front were three Night Furies, the one on the left looked like it's seen battle all its life, the Dragon was covered with scars and its wings were tattered, most were surprised how it still flew. And on its head, was a large silver scar running from the bottom of its neck, through its eye, then to the bottom of its lip. The one on the right looked like a regular Night Fury, only that it had a silver crescent-moon shaped birthmark on its head. Now in the forward was a Night Fury, just a regular Night Fury, except that its left tail fin was missing, replaced by an artificial tail fin (obviously you know who this is).
"Are we there yet?" spoke the Terror in Dragonese.
"I told you for the 10th time, we get there when they get there." Replied an, obviously, annoyed Gronkle.
"C'mon Bomber, don't be so mean to Terry." Said the left head of the Zippleback.
The Gronkle, now known as Bomber, replied with an even more annoyed look on his face.
"Well you don't have a chatterbox riding on your back, now do you Spitshot."
The right head of the Zippleback replied sarcastically, "Speak for yourself, I'm attached to a chatterbox."
The sarcastic remark was followed by the left head, known as Spitshot, head-butted its other head and replied,
"At least I don't look as ugly as you Spitfire." Spitshot replied
"Were twins, dimwit!" replied the right head called Spitfire.
"Hah! Fail." Commented Bomber.
Soon enough the argument continued over the next few minutes, annoying the Nadder greatly.
"Uh, please shut up back there!" shouted the Nadder, but only to deaf ears.
"Hey Natalie, I'll shut them up for you." Bragged the Nightmare to the Nadder called Natalie.
Then the Nightmare flew back towards the arguing trio. And when they caught sight of him, they immediately added him to the argument.
"Hey Draco, tell these dumb buts that I'M the smart one." asked Spitfire
"Hah! In your dreams Spitfire." Replied Spitshot
"Hey guys break it up, Natalie is annoyed already." Commanded the Nightmare Draco.
"Ooh, looks like someone's trying to impress the girl eh?" Said Bomber in a teasing tone.
"Shut Up!" shouted Draco, obviously embarrassed, then Draco shoved the Gronkle, which made him shove Draco back, making him hit Spitshot.
"Hey!" said Spitshot, hitting her brother, Spitfire then causing a chain reaction, adding Draco to the quarrel.
As the fight got out of hand, it reached the ears of the Night Furies, and in annoyance the one on the left let out his anger.
"ROAR" roared the Night Fury, causing the whole argument to stop midway.
"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU THREE ARE DOING? GET BACK TO YOUR POSITIONS!" Roared the Night Fury in…well…fury.
"Yes Chief Thane" replied the three Dragons in perfect unison.
"C'mon Thane, calm. down" said the Night Fury on the right in a soothing voice, to the one known as Thane.
"*Inhale*, *exhale*. Fine Catherine, but next time they won't be so lucky." Said a calmed down Thane.
"Yes, yes they will brother." Replied Catherine.
"But their argument did have some point, Hiccup are we there yet?" asked Thane to the Night Fury in front.
"Don't worry, we're almost there." Replied Hiccup as they speedily flew towards the direction of Berk.
After all these years, we're going home. Thought Hiccup as they were nearing the shores of Berk.
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Berk, Same time
It's been eight years since Hiccups disappearance from Berk, and all seems the same. But if you were Stoic the Vast and Astrid Hofferson, you would think otherwise. Hiccup's apparent "suicide mission" had taken it's toll on Stoic. He would leave the village once every month for two days, then come back without a word, and it was only Gobber who knew the reason for his dissapearances. Stoic the vast would go to a distant cave, where none could hear his sobs, after reading Hiccup's final letter to him, and sob even more for his lost son.
Although Stoic was depressed, Hiccup's disappearance took its toll on Astrid the most. She was never the same in Dragon Training, and barely passed her initiation, and she would normally stay in her room, instead of hanging out with the others. In her room she would constantly think of the last words he said to her, "Astrid, I Love You". Those four words were scarred onto her brain for the past eight years, and she felt remorse and guilt of how she treated him throughout all the years of his life.
And what the village found three days after Hiccup's disappearance didn't help her depression either.
Three days after Hiccup Disappeared
It was a cloudy, and windy day on the shores of Berk, as a Viking walking down the shores of Berk, bumped into the most frightful sight of his life. There lying in the sand was the charred carcass of the largest Dragon ever seen. The Viking ran as fast as his legs could carry him and informed Stoic about what he say, and Stoic ran to the beach with the entire village behind him. After arriving at the carcass, he knew that Hiccup succeeded, but after a close examination of the charred Dragon, Stoic's heart almost broke into pieces. There, next to the carcass, was a saddle, and a brown fur vest. Stoic instantly knew that those were Hiccup's and fell to his knees and sobbed in front of the whole village. Astrid was also shedding tears, but doing her best to hide it, only showing the small teardrops flowing down her cheeks.
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Present Day, The Cove of Hiccup, early afternoon
"Oh ground, I miss you." Proclaimed the Terrible Terror, literally kissing the ground.
"Well here we are, Berk!" Hiccup said as he spun around motioning at the walls of the cove.
"Good. Alright let's get out of Dragon-form." Said Thane "Somebody might pass by, and Dragon's probably aren't a calming sight here."
"Yes Thane." Soon all the Dragons surrounded themselves with a wall of colored fire, with each Dragon, a different color.
After the wall extinguished, instead of Dragons, seven men and women stood in their place.
"Ahhh, its good to walk on two legs again!" exclaimed a stretching Bomber in perfect Norse.
In human form, Bomber would be the largest man you would ever see, he stood at about 6'6 and his upper body was ripped to the point of being able to crush a rock with his bare hand. He had a square jaw with a smiling expression on his face, and a clean buzz-cut for his hair, and around his waist was a chain with a hook-like blade at the end. His look made him look intimidating, like a soldier.
"Finally, in my own body!" said Spitshot and Spitfire in perfect unison.
Spitshot and Spitfire didn't look very different, except that they were opposite genders. They were quite short and both had blonde hair, Spitfire had blonde spiky hair, while Spitshot had short straight hair. They both had the same mischievous look on their faces, and anyone would know, if you keep your eyes off them for too long, you'd end up with a firecracker in your pants or your wallet missing. They may be mischievous and thieving, they are expert bomb-makers and you could see that with the ring of bombs around each of their waists.
"I can feel my legs again!" said Terry.
Terry was about 6 years old, but he was fairly short for his age. In a way, he looked like Hiccup when he was six, hence one of his nicknames, "Hiccup II". He had a brown mop of hair, and some small freckles on his cheeks. The only difference was that he had a staff tied around his back with a large ring, with small rings circling around it (just think of the sun made of rings), and the pouches of magic dust and herbs, tied around his waist.
"Speak for yourself Terry, my legs always feel like my arms whenever I'm in Nadder form. It gets really uncomfortable." Said Natalie while rubbing her legs.
Natalie looked like she was the girl version of Tarzan (except fully clothed), and truthfully she was found in a forest like Tarzan, but that's another story. Natalie had brown hair flowing all the way down to her hip, and lightly tanned skin. She wore a necklace with the teeth of different predators around her neck and tied around her back was a pitch-black spear, and the only thing that was light colored, came from the edge of the blade.
"Well all your problems are nothing compared to mine, I could barely see my biceps." Said Draco, flexing then admiring his muscles.
Draco looked fairly similar to Bomber, only that he was about 5'4, and had hair that reached up to the bottom of his neck. He was ripped like Bomber, and would make any girl he'd meet fall for him, the only problem was his ego was larger than the largest mountain and would constantly brag to Natalie about his acomplishments. And to add to his ego, placed on his back was an enchanted hammer and shield with tally marks, telling the number of the enemies he has defeated, totaling 212 enemies.
"All of you stretch and get comfortable, we won't be able to transform for a while, the people here are still hostile to Dragons." Ordered a stretching Catherine.
Now Catherine was about Hiccup's age, 21 years old, she had long jet-black hair, tied up in a ponytail, she had daggers and a large assortment of knives, dangling around her waist, and tied to her back was a katana with a small skull at the edge of the hilt. She had a strange birthmark on her forehead, shaped like a silver crescent moon, and it was literally a silver colored birthmark.
"Alright everyone, let's start setting up camp!" Ordered Thane "Bomber, Spitshot and Spitfire, you guys put up the tents and build a fire pit, Terry make it smokeless. Natalie and Draco, go gather some wood and more food for everyone, and Catherine, you stand watch over any intruders."
"Aww, I don't want to be with Draco anymore." Complained Natalie.
"Go or you'll be sharing a tent with Draco, and I don't care what happens in that tent." Threatened Thane
Oh, if you're wondering, Thane was that heavily scarred Night Fury, and the leader of the group and the scars still showed in his human form. Thane was neither ripped or scrawny, he was like Hiccup: lean but mean. Thane looked very ferocious and intimidating, with all the scars on his body and the large silver scar on his face that starts from his top of his eyebrow, all the way to his chin. He had very long and spiky hair that reached up to his hip, and he never, I repeat, NEVER smiled. He had two swords slung around his back, and waist, those swords were enchanted so that they could invoke the power of lightning and thunder.
"Wait what about me?" asked Hiccup
Now Hiccup had changed over the years, he was now 22 years old, and he had that whole, "lean but mean" body build. His hair was still the brown mess it always was, but his face made him look more, handsomer, and tougher, although he still had his signature Hiccup smile. He still had all his old characteristics, except for the blood red sword, hung around his waist. That sword was covered in blood red steel hence the inscription on the sword that read "Liferend".
"You, Hiccup, go to the village." Replied Thane
"What! Why? They…they might see I'm not dead and compromise the mission!" replied a shocked Hiccup.
"Which is why you'll wear this." said Thane, handing Hiccup a black cloak. "This will protect your identity, and it's been enchanted so it won't come off. Terry calls it the "Inviso-cloak" considering that if you wish, it could hide you in plain sight."
Hiccup still looked reluctant to take the cloak.
Thane may be the emotionless and intimidating leader of the group, but he is one of Hiccup's closest friends and allies. And he isn't one to give up so easily.
"Hiccup, you haven't been here for eight years. You deserve to see your family again." Said Thane, trying to coax Hiccup into taking the cloak.
Hiccup reluctantly took the cloak and walked all the way to the village of Berk.
Well here goes nothing. Thought Hiccup as he stepped out of the woods and into the village of Berk.
Well how do you like Chap. 1? Awesome right . Well I hope to get good reviews and comments. And you guys might have to wait a while for the next chapters; my HW is pilling up fast!