This was originally written as 2 separate chapters, however as the length couldn't be increased i decided to merge them.

Thanks for the surprisingly positive feedback for the previous chapter and i hope i don't disappoint any expectations with this or any future chapters.

Thinking it over I decide that leaving could actually work. I quickly gather what I can from within the house into a basket, my design blueprints, notebooks, spare clothing and as much dried food as I can fit and leave it by the door. With that out of the way I head back to my room to get some sleep for my last night in the village.

I awake early next morning the excitement not letting me rest any longer. Grabbing the basket and heading out the door I notice smoke coming from the forge, 'great this means I'll have to go past Gobber to get my stuff'. Upon entering the forge he greets me "you're up early lad, exited for your first day of dragon training?" "Yep that's me, all excited about taking on large fire breathing reptiles with my bare hands" I say sliding into my workshop. He sends a reply my way but I ignore it, I need to work fast.

Repositioning the cart in the middle of the room I use the crane to load my steam engine and wrecked bola launcher into the back, check that my toolkit is secure and glance around the room for anything else I might need. Upon further thought I throw an additional axe, wood saw and some of Gobber's spare leather in back before unlocking the back door, checking if anyone is around to see and begin pulling the cart up the trail to my usual testing grounds.

When I arrive to the clearing I stop the cart by the lake and bend down to wash the sweat off my face, looking up to see the sun at its peak 'I wonder if anyone will come looking for me'. I shake the thought away, the other teens would keep Gobber busy with training and by the time that's over it will be too late to go this far out of town, plus I need to be thinking about setting up my new home.

Estimating I have about a month until winter kicks in, I scout a nice area near the lake and plot out how I want the house. Deciding I want the front to face towards the village and back directly onto the forest to allow me a quick escape if needed and I won't need to drag the wood too far for construction. Plotting out a rectangle for a single room I decide it would be easier to dig for the walls and just use logs secured at an angle for the roof.

Nodding I go back to the cart to see what I have to dig with; the best tool available is the axe. Annoyed that I forgot a shovel I grab the axe and begin hacking at the ground. After a couple of hours of digging I have a rectangular hole about a foot deep. Stopping to wipe sweat from my brow my stomach growls and I remember I haven't eaten anything since breakfast. going back to my supplies I grab a strip of jerky to chew on while rethinking my priorities, 'it would probably be better to collect some wood to create a fire for tonight and see if I can catch some fish so I don't have to eat jerky all day.'

Collecting wood for a fire is easy and using the flint I from the toolkit I had a decent fire going near the shoreline. However looking through my supplies I realize I don't have anything to fish with, looking towards the village the thought passes my mind of running over to collect a rod, but I dismiss the idea as by the time I could get there and back it would be dark and I would likely be seen and questioned for not attending training.

Grabbing a long stick mumbling "this will have to do" I sharpen the tip with my dagger and walk over to the water's edge. Fishing this way is not as easy as I first thought, but after some perseverance and a few falls in the water I start to predict the fish's movement and successfully catch half a dozen decent sized fish.

Storing the spares for later I settle down by the fire to eat. While watching the sunset I notice dark clouds starting to form overhead. "Great the gods really do hate me" I say to no one, as the rain starts coming down I slide myself under the cart bringing with me a stick that's partly on fire. While watching the larger fire get extinguished by the rain I quickly build a small fire at the edge of my cover. Rolling over to warm my back and hoping the area doesn't become too muddy I try to get some sleep.

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I'm running through the village, a large monstrous nightmare is right behind me, dodging to the left I run uphill towards home yelling "MOTHER", reaching the house my mother, Valhalarama, steps out and charges the nightmare hitting its head with her shield and lodging her sword into its left shoulder. Unable to pull the sword free she ditches it to put on some distance expecting it to flame up. However instead of using its fire cloak the nightmare grips her shield in its jaws ripping out of her grasp and firing point-blank into her chest.

"MOTHER" Waking with a start I sit up only to bang my head against something hard. Opening my eyes I see the underside of my cart and remember the events of yesterday. 'I wonder why that nightmare has come back now, guess it may be that I'm closer to enacting my plan.' Deciding it would be best to get a move on as soon as possible I wriggle my way out into the sunshine. Looking around I thank Odin the hole I started digging didn't fill with water, just got a bit muddy at the bottom. 'Actually that might make things a bit easier.'

Not wanting to get my clothing covered in mud I strip down to my underwear and step down into the hole. Without the grass layer the rain from the previous night had turned most of the soil to mud, shoveling it out with my hands was an easy task until about 3 feet down I encounter rocks. At first I took no notice of them until the sun catches on one leaving a silver glint in my eye, wondering if it could really be I grab the rock jump out of my hole and rush to the lake, washing the rock to show a good portion of it is iron ore, it would need some purification but I couldn't believe I've been walking over a vein for the last five years.

With the discovery of iron where I am digging I slow down my pace to collect, clean and sort the minerals in the rocks. By the end of my second day out I have a 4 foot deep pit, one end sloped inwards to allow access and a pair of trenches either side to support the roof and a pile of rocks containing various precious metals.

Heading back to my campsite I wash thoroughly to get the mud out of my hair and start a fire to dry off and cook a fish. While eating I check the sky to make sure the weather will remain fine for the night, smiling I settle in for the night. 'Things are starting to look up.'

Movie timeline comparison-

-hiccup has attended day 1 of dragon training, located and sketched toothless and discovered nothing regarding night fury's is known in the book of dragons.
-hiccup has attended day 2of dragon training, met and begun trusting toothless and constructed first tail fin.

For reference -

"This is Norse"
'This is Thought''
"{This is Dragonese}"